One shot. I do not own Sailor Moon.
The first hookup
They had met first. They had flirted first and yet she ended up dating his coworker. But did they stop them? No, they still flirted, sending each other pictures and videos, making them have so much chemistry to the point that it was suffocating to be in the same room as them. Eventually things did not work out between her and his coworker; they ended up breaking up. She moved on and they lost touch. Until one day he ran into her, they exchanged numbers and social media accounts. Their relationship picked up where it was left of. They texted, flirted and promised to meet up. Luck must have been against them since their schedule never seemed to match and they couldn't meet up. It was when she decided to further her education and go back to college did they finally have a chance to meet up after her classes ended. He picked her up and he drove to his house. He was quite the gentleman and offered her food in case she was hungry and a beverage if she was thirsty. Jokingly she asked if he had wine or liquor he said he did and so they drank a little while talking and catching up about their days.
He held out his hand and she took it. He led her down a hallway following behind him. He opened the door and gently guided her in. She stepped into the room and her eyes took in the room, the dark walls, a bed in the middle of the room, a bookshelf, some drawers, a television mounted into the wall. She was about to take another step when she felt strong arms wrap around her waist. She turned around and he kissed her temple and gently guided her to the bed. His hands running along her sides, he moved her to have him laying in the middle of his bed. He climbed on top of her, she looked up at him with his right hand, he moved her hair from her neck and he bent down to give her butterfly kisses. Enjoying the sensation she closed her eyes, she was wearing a low cut shirt exposing the top of her breast. He kept giving her butterfly kisses going down to the top of her breast. She suddenly opened her eyes as she felt a wet sensation: it was his tongue! He had started to lick her and nibble at the exposed skin of her breast.
With his right hand he started to massage her breast and with his left he lowered her shirt and lowered her bra, exposing her erected nipple. He blew on it and with no warning he placed his mouth over it and sucked. She gasped at the sudden motion and sensation, he wanted more access so he moved her and took her shirt off. He kissed her from the swell between her breast to her stomach nibbling every few kisses. He stopped at her pants and he looked up at her with eyes full of desire. She smiled down at him and lifted herself long enough for him to remove her pants. He smiled as he noticed the bright pink patties, which were very cute but also in the way of what he most wanted. Still he placed his mouth right over the very spot he had been wanting for years, she moaned at the feeling. With his hand he moved her panties to the side he practically salivated to see her glister with wetness. He leaned in and flicked his tongue out, one lick, two licks, three licks she buckled her hips, he probes at her with his tongue. She put her hands on his hair and pulled. He stopped and pulled back quickly removing his shirt and pants he positioned himself in front of her, slipped in, they both moaned at the instant pleasure felt.
He thrusted into her, she took it in. He went harder, the bed frame knocking onto the wall, she pushed herself to be seated on top of him while he kept going. Grunts from him, moans from her. She clawed his back, he pushed her onto the mattress holding her arms above her head. With one final deep and hard thrust they both came. He slowly pulled out of her hissing at the sudden cold air and missing her warmth, he laid by her and pulled a cover that had slid off the bed over them. FInally he said to her who smiled at him and snuggled up against him, they kissed and closed their eyes as they drifted to sleep.