Week 5E: Treats
Sailor Raspberry
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Usagi pulled open the closet door and shuffled inside. "Mamo-chan!" She called, ripping clothes off the hangers. "Which outfit do you like better?"
He barely looked up from his book. "Depends on who you're wearing it for."
She sighed, exasperatedly, and reappeared with two sundresses. "The girls and I are treating ourselves out, and I want to look pretty."
Mamoru sat farther back into the pillows and peered at the choices over the rim of his glasses. "I'd go with the pink one. You've always looked nice in pink." She pulled her nightgown over her head and slipped the dress on. "What do you have planned?"
Usagi shrugged and opened the jewelry box to look at some earrings. "Mani-pedis. Do you want to come?"
He made a face as she held an earring up to her lobe.
"Fine. Don't come." She paused, and smiled. "We're also thinking about getting a massage. Won't that be fun?"
Mamoru glowered. "I don't think so. I can give you a massage here."
"But that's not the same."
"You're right. It's better."
Usagi rolled her eyes and turned back to the mirror. Mamoru stood to his feet and stretched.
"You know, Mamo-chan, I think I deserve a professional massage. It's been such a – Oh!" She dropped the earrings and froze. "What are you doing?"
He pulled her back against him and kissed her neck. "Proving that a masseuse isn't needed to make my wife relaxed."
She squirmed as he pressed his lips to the dip of his shoulder. "The girls are going to be here soon."
"Pretend you're not home." He placed a hand over her stomach. "It'll be worth it. Promise."
Usagi gulped and watched his reflection as he ran his hands up and down her arms. "What about my mani-pedi? I've had that appointment for a month."
"Forget about that. By the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember it."