WARNING: Mature content ahead!

Usagi rang the doorbell to Mamoru's apartment. Her fists were still shaking. She hated to fight with her friends. But Rei had been very insensitive towards her. It seemed at some points Rei didn't have any consideration for the feelings of others.

The door opened to reveal her prince. Before he could even speak, she flung herself into his arms. "Usako?" He hesitantly put his arms around her. "What's wrong?" He sounded bewildered. The young woman buried her face against his chest, as she tended to do when she was upset.

"Mamo, its Rei…" She still had a quiver in her voice, despite the fact that she had stopped crying on her way over. "She says she had a premonition that we will be facing a new threat soon…"

Mamoru held her tightly. He already knew. He was having premonitions of his own. He sighed into her ear as he held her. His breath warm with the scent of sake. "Come inside…"

She removed her shoes at the genkan as she entered his apartment. On the coffee table sat an open bottle of sake and a single cup, half empty. He led her to the couch, where she sat as he crouched in front of her. "Usako… I know you don't want to fight." He started by putting his hand on her thigh as he spoke softly to her. "We can't all turn away from this."

"But I want us all to live normally! We were all so happy…" She interrupted while she pressed her knuckle to her mouth to hold back another sob. Her man tilted his head to the side, a look of thoughtful concern passed over his face. She let out a tired sigh. She'd worn herself out crying so much.

"Maybe you don't have to fight."

She looked disorientated by his statement. Her puffy, tear-stained eyes were wide. Mamoru continued to explain as she listened. "I'll fight in your place, Usako… While it's true we can't all turn away from our responsibilities, perhaps you can continue to rest. The others and I will work extra hard so you don't have to."

His selflessness filled her with gratefulness and a warm feeling that bubbled over in the form of tears. "Mamo- I.. You…" She hiccupped between words as she searched for some way to tell him how much that meant to her. "I love you so much!" She flung her arms around him. However, an uneasy feeling soon swelled up inside of her when she realized just how selfish she was being.

Here he was, offering to put his life on the line- without her support, just so she could live normally. He didn't even hesitate to make this offer, and the threat was nowhere to be seen. Yet- she was cowering and crying like a child.

His arms slid around her, and he held her tight. He would do whatever it took to keep his princess alive. His dream filled him with such worry that he almost couldn't bear it. As he sat crouched between her legs, she cradled his head in her arms, keeping him snug against her bosom.

"Mamoru… Thank you…" She whispered as she rest her cheek softly on the crown of his head. He didn't respond, but it was understood that he meant to say it was no problem. After a moment, he shifted his head in her arms to look up at her. The two stared in each other's eyes. The moment was brief but intense. Her eyes were tired, but still so beautiful. He slid his hands underneath her slender frame, scooping her up in his arms. She tightened her arms around his neck as he carried her to his room.

He gently lowered her down on the bed, their eyes locking once more. The early evening sunlight caught in his sodalite colored eyes and she couldn't help but stare into them. Her arms remained wrapped around his neck, he leaned on the bed with his palms planted on either side of her hips. "Usako, are you going to let me go?"

"Never ever…" She whispered. He chuckled. She was so childish and sweet it was hard not to. His hands found their way to her hips, teasing towards her bottom until they finally got there. He used her weight to steady himself as he climbed onto the bed one knee after the other. Once there, he slowly coaxed her into a laying position. They both wound up on their sides, her arms still draped around him as their eyes just reflected each of their faces back at them.

Her fingers trailed up his neck, into his hair. It was every bit as soft and thick as one would expect, and she loved to play with it on occasion. His eyes slowly slid shut as he just enjoyed the tingling sensation her fingers created as they threaded through his hair.

He let out a soft sigh. The way his lips were slightly parted made them tempting. A gentle kiss was soon stolen. The taste of the sake migrated from his mouth. It was flowery and a little sweet, but very dry.

He broke the kiss to admire the way she looked laying beside him. A soft smile played on his lips as he stared at her. Her flushed cheeks and swollen lips made her picturesque. She had the grace and beauty of a Victorian painting.

She put her delicate fingers on her lips as he watched her. The motion drew attention to them and he found himself drawn back to another kiss. Her back arched as he moved from her lips to her neck, nipping along the way. "Usako… you are so beautiful." His voice hummed against her column like neck.

This action caused her breath to become little gasps with each tender nibble. Something he found to be utterly addictive. As he continued to draw out those desperate little whining gasps, his hands slid around her waist, resting just under the hem of her short. Her perfect and smooth skin felt like silk against his own calloused hands.

She found herself plucking his button loose from his shirt. Once they were completely undone, her hands began to glide over his chest. His skin was almost electric to touch. Her back tingled when he moved from her neck to her delicate collar bone. She squeezed her legs together, feeling a tingling sensation between them as his hands slowly slid under her shirt to slide it up. He kissed her stomach, which seemed to excite the butterflies in her tummy.

His hands ran along her ribs as he continued to leave random kisses all over her exposed flesh. When it got to be too much, she reached for his chin, enticing him to come for another kiss. As their lips intertwined once again, she began to fiddle with his belt. It was a struggle from that angle, and when she found she couldn't get it herself, he took overwhile sliding on top of her.

Once the leather strip was discarded on the floor, she undid his trousers. She'd barely even noticed he was going for her bra while she was working at removing his pants. She leaned into his chest, allowing him access to her back to remove the trapping.

Once he had taken that article off, he found himself admiring the fullness of her breasts. He tenderly caressed one in his hand before lightly squeezing a small pink bump between his thumb and index finger. Usagi let out soft moan which only further encourage the man. He took the soft pink lump between his lips, gingerly sucking at it. With his other hand he fondled the other one, running his thumb over the rosy point.

She almost couldn't stand it!

Her hand found its way between his legs, stroking the pleasant surprise through his underwear. He couldn't hold back the moan she'd teased out of him.

The sound made her shudder. It was a different sort of noise. She liked it.

She squirmed squeezing her legs together even tighter as small wet spots began to appear on her undergarment. Her breathing started to become heavier as he played her like a piano. His breathing grew heavy as she continued to stroke him steadily.

He pushed her skirt up, placing his palm flat against her pelvis. His fingers rested on the very tops of her thighs before the middle slid between her legs. He created firm circles with that finger. The moisture spread quickly until the silky pink garment was thoroughly soaked through. Usagi whined and twisted and moaned beneath him. Her legs flexed inwards and apart as she tried to endure the pleasant torture. He pushed the fabric aside, and she allowed him to feel the full extent of her excitation as he began to slowly insert his middle finger.

She gasped, her eyes wide and cheeks flushed. Her mouth was wide as if searching for something to fill it. Soon his index finger followed, which earned him a grateful moan. He began to gently curl his fingers, like one would to a cat's chin.

She squirmed helpless against his teasing. His eyes seemed to devour her. He almost couldn't stand waiting anymore. His free hand tugged away his final article of clothing. She took in the sight of him as best as she could under her current stimulation.

He was built so well. He was slender, but toned, and there was some definition of abs, which settled above his perfectly sculpted Adonis belt- and below that 'V' shaped muscle was just as enticing, but at the same time very intimidating.

When he removed his fingers, long sticky threads followed. He began undoing her skirt, which she eagerly helped with now that she was not preoccupied by the tremendous tricks he employed. Once that was off, her panties followed on a pile on the floor.

She felt so bare and vulnerable as he scanned her. But she knew he could be trusted. He bent down, his face nearing that spot between her legs and she felt heat rise to her cheeks as his lips gently brushed against her folds. Goose bumps scattered themselves across her entire body while the tip of his nose and his lips dragged a long line up the center of her body before meeting her plump lips.

He'd positioned himself between her legs, and was poised to strike. "Usako… Are you ready?" His voice was low and soft like the murmur of summer wind through treetops. She put her arms around his neck to brace herself against his force.

"Yes…" She whispered back. He gave a soft nod before slowly pressing against her. She almost wished he would just shove right in, but he was too polite for that. It was going to be tight, she could already tell by the great trouble he was having just getting in.

Soon the initial first 'pop' was made, which she nearly yelped at. But it was good. It was warm and so wonderful. When he began to slid further in, she could feel him like a velvet glove inside of her.

Together their breathing escalated.

He loved the way she felt, how every time she shuddered she tightened around him. With each thrust, it became more and more difficult to hold back his grunting and moaning, and for a good fifteen minutes he did. But beyond the first fifteen minutes of entry, the two of them grew steadily louder.

He braced himself against the headboard, which thudded against his bedroom wall with each motion. The springs creaked as they rasped. He'd angled himself perfectly inside of her, hitting that same spot his fingers curled against earlier.

Sweat gathered on his forehead, as his eyes rolled back. Usagi's breathing had become a high pitched tone as he continued to go faster, building a pressure inside of her which threatened to break. She grinded below him, her toes curling as he brought a hand back down to gently rub circles into her once again with his thumb.

She couldn't hold back anymore, something had to escape her body and the first thing she managed with a scream! It seemed to help her situation temporarily, and Mamoru grew patches of goose bumps along his back and arms, down the back of his legs as well. He began to groan, he wouldn't last much longer himself, at this rate.

"M-Ma-Mamo!" Sjhe spoke, her voice strained as she tried to make sentences. "Ah! S-S-S-Sto-ha-ha-HA-p!" Was the only things she could managed as she desperately tried to regain control of her arms to push the man off.

However, he continued a few beats more, almost as though he did not hear her. She managed to tap his shoulder a few times each one punctuated with a scream. He let out a shout of his own as he pulled himself all the way out before covering her breasts and stomach in thick white fluids. It was like the release of a steam valve cap.

He shuddered, barely managing to hold himself up so as not to crush his lovely one.

Usagi struggled to catch her breath, her body quaking beneath him as she place a hand on his shoulder much more gently this time. "It's- it's okay…" She wheezed. "Re-… relax." She managed to speak. The man lowered himself on top of her.

Their sweat mingled as his weight put a pleasant pressure on her, which helped calm her breathing. He hummed in the most satisfied tone against her ear as they laid that way for a brief moment. He turned himself off of her, and retrieved the tissue box from his nightstand. He plucked a few out for himself before he handed the box to Usagi. He gave himself a final few strokes in hopes to empty out any residual residue before he started to clean up.

Usagi wiped herself down, the fluid taking a bit longer to remove than she initially expected. As the air cooled her sweat she pulled a sheet over her bare body. Mamoru laid beside her and she snuggled up against him, laying her head on his chest. She listened to his heart as his chest slowly rose up and back down. She let out a soft sigh as he wrapped an arm over her shoulder.

"Mamo, how could I be so selfish?"

"Usako, it's healthy to think of yourself every once in a while." He sounded as though he were half asleep. She brushed off the fact that he was falling asleep so soon, It was not usual that they had interactions like this.

"No…" She stated firmly. "I guess- I just have gotten used to things the way they are now…" She stifled a yawn. "But I almost let myself forget why I fight." She wiggled, getting more comfortable nestled against him. The movement jolted him awake. She was more of talking to herself than she was to him by this point. "I promise I will continue to fight. For my friends. And for my family. And for you, Mamoru…" She breathed a tired sigh as she felt sleep take a hold of her own eyes.

The two remained close, in each other's arms as they drifted off to sleep. His love for her had been a powerful reminder of what was important and what was worth the battles. She was so thankful for him.