Dear readers, thank you for reading along again, please give me a moment for a word about the upcoming chapters.
You've been waiting for updates for a while now, and I'm really sorry about it, because I had fun with the story in the meantime, and couldn't share it. The reason is there is one chapter that I don't get into a form that I like (Yes, the Rei/Jadeite chapter. You find some Rei/Jadeite in my story Unforgotten instead, but it's not related to this one). I finally give it up on writing this story continuously. I've been writing all kinds of chapters, but not necessarily in the order I need them, and I don't want to wait for any one-chapter writer's block to lift. So... this story has already been edited once, when I took chapters out for rewriting them (glad I did, by the way), and I will go on like this, adding and rewriting as I have material avaiable. These chapters are all practise pieces, and I'll add whatever I think I need practise on.
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Make me give in, Jadeite.
The old challenge. He's heard it so often, spoken or unspoken, he's played it so often and so well. This is his game, this is what rocketed him up in the complex palace hierarchies, and the plain simple Dark Kingdom hierarchies as well. Let Kunzite and Nephrite make their ways with their swords, and Zoisite with his schemes, all centering around the world of men. While Jadeite let the men play their games, and played his with the players men tended to skip.
The game sucks him in in no time. He had forgotten all about it. How much he loves it. Now it's all back again, all the good times, all the good games, and he knows what he's got to do.
It's even easier with Mars because he already knows what she likes, what she feares but desires, and what he needs to stay away from at all costs.
She's different. Beautiful, yes, but he's seen beauty before. Lonely, longing for company, but he sure has seen that before, too. But to her, this not just a game. She's scared, and acting inexperienced although he well knows she's not.
He treats her with all the care she needs, kissing her, calming her, while at the same time firing her fears. She wants scary. He doesn't know why, but he fulfils her wishes without thinking. His kisses calm and open her body, first her mouth, which gets him kissed almost out of his mind, while his hands tell her nipples: Fear me, and his tongue shortly afterwards erases that mesage again. And so he plays along, possessive hands making themselves at home on her, making her open up too fast, shooting fear up her stomach, and then a soft and sweet mouth searching forgiveness, and making her willingly sink deeper into his game, lusting and doubting.
It's never been like this.
They fucked each other out of their minds in the former life, in secret, rushed rendezvous without style or grace, she was a senshi, and when he saw her, he forgot about every women he'd ever had and become a blushing boy, amusing her with an innocense he hadn't had for anyone else before, or after.
They've made sweet love in this life as well. Very romantic and pleasant. Now she's the one who's blushing at the touch of his hands. And he has lost that wide eyed breathless knocked over feeling. Left it buried under tons of rocks in subspace.
Now that he's a man, not a boy to play with anymore, she fears him. And still she wants him, the him he's now.
That's all he needs to know.
He teases her forever with the tip of his tongue playing with the area right above her clit, far away from going down to enter, but enough to send a lot of messages down there. Before she'e opening her legs wider to invite him in, he opens them for her, licking for the first time over the whole length of her now open slit. It's too much already, but a moment later, she already buckling up for more. He could play nice and lick her up and down until she's comfortable, but not today. Today she wants to be driven. He has a feeling he might not be able to do that, but then, her answer to the rougher touches is washing over him, her taste is getting the better of him, and his licks stop the comfort tour and cruise for need. Now that she has opened up, his tongue gives her some ideas about what he might do. Hard strokes, fast moves, digging into the pleasure spots without mercy.
She moans, and it sounds different from anything he's heard of her before.
Her moans used to give him satisfaction, this one gives him goosebumps.
He needs to hear it again. And he makes her moan again.
He's hesitating for a moment, waiting for her to steer him like she always does, but she reacts a second too late. A second that gives him the time he needs to come up with one single plan that takes over his mind: go in before she has come. Demand before you give. She is wetter than ever, but he doesn't want her to be too prepared.
That's not what she wants either. That's a new game. He let's his tongue make some more demands, and then leave his playground. He sits up, and pulls her up, too. He wants to go in deep and fast. She still wears most of her clothes, and so does he. He opens his pants, pulls her on his lap before she can get ideas about that hard and eager cock he has. She's depraved of his touches, and kisses him passionately, her hips coming close, wanting him, but hesitating. Oh, that's just too good. She usually touches his cock, but not today. Today her hands are running down his back under his clothes. She wants him to take her.
He kisses her, gripping her breasts, delaying her. Now it's his tongue that tells her: Beware.
But she's beyond that, so he lets go of her breasts and slips his hands under her skirt to grip her buttocks instead. He finds his way and digs his fingertips into her dripping wet entrance. To guide himself, he can't misaim today, but she gasps for air at the firm grip, and that's good, too. Then he's in. Full length first go, as he had planned, and she moans again. But he wants more. He makes her stretch out her legs, so she sits on him and not on her knees. He's somewhat surprised how much she likes not being in control any more.
He can't move in her much any more, but he knows he doesn't have to.
They kiss. They part.
He looks into her eyes.
Her body is all aroused, unafraid and ready for him, but in her eyes... the sparkle isn't all triumphant and lustful. There's still resentment.
That's when he realizes he'll never be good enough. He'll never be pure enough. He's still living in the shadow of the boy who served a demon and did unforgiveable things.
Unforgiveable.
He turns his head away.
So she gets a kick out of being taken by Demon Boy. Out of being tainted.
He's done it before. Be naughty, Jadeite. But not for her.
The only one who's opinion about him really matters.
"What's wrong, Jadeite?"
"I'm sorry," he murmurs and turns back to her.
He can't leave her hanging now. He can't disappoint her.
He's taking it slower now, pulling her down with him, so he doesn't have to look into her eyes any more.
He's doing his best to make it intense and good for her, and he's happy when she thanks him.
But when they've gone to sleep, the nightmares are back.
Jadeite couldn't breathe. Mio had dealt him a full freezer. He was lucky he hadn't toppled over from lack of balance yet, but his luck would leave him in a minute the very latest. He was hard to kill, but he damn needed to breathe, or he would turn to stone. And you were in a lot of trouble if you needed to resort to that. Not to mention a lot of pain.
He couldn't even complain about it, or at least curse Mio. He could do nothing at all, he had nowhere to let out his panic.
"Mio, he can't breathe!" he heard the damn senshi shriek. "He's turning all blue in the face!"
"Really?" purred Mio, came close to him and eyed him. "Have you heard that, Jadeite? I think she likes you."
Her eyes were sparkling from pleasure as she took some extra time to watch him some more. She touched his lips with her index finger.
"Yes, blue. Definitely," she said. And she waited another second until she released the block enough to allow him to drop down onto his knees and take in deep, desperate breaths, while his eyes shot hateful glances at the girl that was only his ally until she got bored.
"What was I thinking?" said Mio and laughed. "It's no fun if you can't complain!"
Jadeite tried to say something, but he hadn't enough breath yet.
"Stop!" he finally managed to croak.
She turned back to Mars. "Fathers, huh?" she smirked. "They're all the same. They're never happy unless they can't bitch the hell out of you. You wouldn't believe the speeches my dear Daddy here gives me about my behaviour."
"Daddy?" asked Mars unbelieving. Jadeite didn't even look like he could be Mio's older brother.
Mio giggled happily. "Oh yes, he's my daddy. Because he made me. With Beryl-sama. Oh, now you're surprised? Wouldn't have thought Beryl needs a guy with a dirty mind every now and then, just like every other woman?"
"Miooo!" growled Jadeite. Before he knew it, he was up, had summoned his dagger in his hand and raised it.
It was stupid. He knew it. He should have taken the implosion sphere, so he would have landed at least one good hit before she paralyzed him again. She got him before he even had a chance to throw the dagger.
"Aw, daddy... you shouldn't get up yet, you're not feeling well. And you shouldn't always be so upset about your sweet little baby girl. I'm in a difficult age, after all. I need to make my own experiences, and I'm too old to listen to my daddy any more when he tries to talk me out of it. Didn't you know that?"
At least she let him breathe this time, although not very well. He could move his eyes, but when he tried to speak, he couldn't even make a sound.
Beryl-sama would be furious when she heard he had tried to attack a fellow member of the Dark Kingdom. She hated infights. Whatever Mio would do now, it would always look like she had righeously frozen him. He was in trouble already, and Mio hadn't even started yet. And she was up to more trouble, no doubt about that.
"You know, Jadeite, I think I need to explain Sailor Mars something about the Dark Kingdom." She smiled at Mars. "We aren't all heartless here. Jadeite here, who has a delightfully rotten character, has regularily been seen to flinch at the sight of cruelty, providing big entertainment for us all. I'm certain he is deeply moved that you haven't been able to see him suffer. But he understands one thing that you will still have to learn. In the Dark Kingdom, if you take pity on someone else, you better not expect this favour to be returned."
She looked Mars into the eyes, and Mars made a disgusted face.
Mio smiled, deeply pleased.
"Because it won't be," she added and tilted her head with a laugh.
Mars struggled against the youma who still had a painfully tight grip at her arms behind her back.
"Mio, what do you want from me? Why am I here?" she said.
Mio smiled a big, scary smile.
"Glad you remind me, I almost forgot," she said and ran her hand across Mars' cheek, neck and chest, letting it rest on one of Mars' breasts. "You are here because I want to have some fun."
Her thumb stroked over the nipple before her hand moved on, and to her embarassment, Mars flinched.
"I can already tell you're going to be a lot of fun, senshi of passion," purred Mio. "And because you like Jadeite so much, I'll let him watch."
Jadeite drew in a sharp breath.
"Mio!" protested Mars, but the sentence she wanted to say was cut off when Mio's hand slipped between her legs and took a firm grip at her most precious parts. Even with the thick layer of denim fabric Mars wore, it was too much. Now Mio even pressed her thumb against the seam of the jeans, trapping Mars' most sensitive spot. It was scaring Mars, and in panic, she tried to break free.
No chance.
"Mars Power..."
Mio had a hand over her mouth before Mars could invoke her powers.
"If you transform, I'll kill Jadeite," she hissed.
Mars stopped her transformation.
"Aw, Jadeite, she really likes you," grinned Mio. "And you? Do you like her too? You don't know? Then let me find it out for you, daddy."
"Jadeite, wake up! Wake up!"
It took him a while to understand why Mars wasn't mad and scared any more, but worried and sympathetic.
"Are you okay?" was the first thing he asked, still deeply confused between dream and reality.
"You're asking me?" asked Rei. "You're the one who had a nightmare."
"But you..." began Jadeite, while he got more awake. Understanding trickled into his still terrified mind. "In my dream, you weren't okay," he explained. "I was..."
He sat up and gripped his temples with both hands. He moaned.
"In my dream, I've hurt you," he said. "You know, when Mio captured you. She erased my memories of that day, but..."
He took his hands down, and looked at his beautiful, sleep ruffled love. "I always knew there's something wromg between us, Mars. I know I must have done something to you that I don't remember. It's always there, but I don't know what it is. Only my dreams tell me things..."
"You did nothing, Jadeite. You never hurt me. You tried. But you were too slow," said Rei with a reassuring smile. "I was always wondering about that, you know. You were lightning fast otherwise, but when you attacked one of us girls, we always had time to evade. You didn't really want to hit us."
"Yes, I did."
Rei sighed. The light of the early morning outlined his hunched back, painting him even more golden than he already was, chiselling every of the lean muscles on his thin frame. He was an angel. But an angel haunted by demons.
"Look at me, Jadeite. I'm here. I'm okay. You didn't do anything to hurt me."
"But..."
"Tell me about your dream, Jadeite. If it's a suppressed memory coming up, we can maybe sort it out together."
Jadeite sighed.
"Okay... so tell me, is it true that Mio brought you to the Dark Kingdom one day?"
"Yes, I remember that, too."
"And did we meet there?"
"Yes, we did. Twice."
Jadeite was surprised.
"Twice?"
"Yes. You surprised Mio the moment we arrived at the Dark Kingdom and picked a huge fight with her about me, which was good because it shifted her focus on you and not me. And later, you found me in Mamoru's room, and picked a fight with both Mio and Mamoru over the whole thing."
"No wonder I would. It was so pointless and dangerous of her."
"You remember none of this?"
He shook his head. "No."
"Really? It's a pity. You ran against Endymion with your dagger. Dagger against long sword, without even so much as blinking. I was mightily impressed."
That brought a little smirk back on Jadeite's face.
"You wouldn't believe how Kunzite drilled me on that when it became clear how useless I was with a sword."
Rei smiled. She could hear it in his voice that this, no matter how horrifying it sounded, wasn't a bad memory.
Then Jadeite frowned again.
"But in my dream... something's wrong... me and Mio arguing, and then she stuns me, and erases my memory, and the very next thing I remember is me holding a crying senshi in my arm, and Mio laughing at me for what I did to the poor girl."
"Oh, what a bitch!" erupted Mars. "I remember that one very well! She set this up to tease you. I swear, Jadeite, you have never laid hand on me. Mio was an evil liar."
Jadeite looked at her doubtfully. He wanted to believe, but he wasn't convinced.
"Please, Jadeite, I'm telling the truth. She erased your memory once to tease you, and then she did it again when you didn't fall for it. You saved me, Jadeite. If you hadn't interfered, there's no telling what she would have done to me."
Jadeite sighed.
"You remember it all? You sure about it?" he asked.
Rei nodded.
"Did you really cry?"
Rei hesitated before she nodded. But she had promised to help him with this memory.
"So... you cried. And you won't tell me what she did to you to make you cry. But you hold a grudge at me for it. I understand that. I'm responsible for Mio."
"I don't blame you for what happened."
"That's not true!" Jadeite almost yelled that sentence out.
Rei was taken aback.
"What are you talking about?"
Jadeite turned his head away. "Don't think I wouldn't notice that you always wait for me to hurt you," he said quietly.
"What?"
"That means I've hurt you before. There's no need to deny it. I hurt you, or I allowed someone else to hurt you. Whatever. You still hate me for it."
"What are you talking about? This is not your fault, this is just how I am. We both know I have trust issues. Jadeite... Jadeite, of course I don't hate you. Otherwise, we couldn't just have... but wait a minute..." she eyed him suspiciously, while he still had his head turned away from her.
"You hesitated," she said. "When I was fully opening up to you, it was too much for you."
Jadeite didn't answer.
"Jadeite... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you to do that."
"No, you shouldn't," he said even quieter. "And you should never ask me to rush you again."
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, Jadeite!"
Rei put her arms around him and squeezed him. Jadeite still didn't look at her.
But then he sighed and rested his head on her shoulder.
"I botched it," he murmured. "You wanted this to be a special day, and I wasn't up to it."
"Don't worry about it, Jadeite," said Rei warmly, heroically ignoring Jadeite's morning stubble scratching the bare skin on her shoulder. "We have all the time in the world. We don't have to force anything. It was wrong of me to do that. I only thought of myself. I never asked myself if you were ready for it."
"I'm ready for everything." grumbled Jadeite into her shoulder, and she could feel his features move against her when he made a face. "I've never been readier."
"It's okay, Jadeite," said Rei. "You were awesome. It shows what we'll be able to do when we give it some more time. Now try and get some sleep."
He fell back on his pillow with a sigh. He already knew he wouldn't get another minute of sleep any more.
Rei fussed with the sheets until he asked her to lay in his arm, and she happily snuggled up with him, and soon fell asleep. No need to keep her awake with his thoughts.
I don't know if I'll get any readier than this.
I don't know if I can spend a lifetime being what she sees in me.
I don't know what I'll do...