damonika2009: Elle was a minor hick-up, Amber is still in the lead when it comes to girls to try and get Mamo from Usa. When they find out Haruka's a guy I hope that scene makes you laugh out loud.
NeoPrincessRini: I hope I stay your favorite author for a long time.
GotQuidditch: yeah the Ikuko thing was a random scene that I feel in love with writing. the acting weird part will be soon…just give it time.
mavebelikova (Guest): thank you so much, Usa and Mamostill have a few trials to go through, but everything isn't at it appears to be.
AimlesslyGera: Amber's meant to be the person that's human but you still want to kill her. LOL. Metaphorically! Besides she very determined and truly will never figure out how Mamo could love someone she views is beneath her. That's about all the spoiler that's coming out for that. as for Ikuko, I had been thinking, if he goes off his hone for an alarm it's not ALWAYS going to work. batteries drain so he'd need to have at least one time of getting caught. That and it was better than having her father catch them. LOL.
Bouowmx (Guest): Ironic but I did it cause I never liked the fact that Moon of all people got sucked into the 'date trap'. So I did things the way they should (in my opinion) have gone.
Guest (2): thanks!
Guest (3): LOL, I wanted to expand on it but there really wasn't any point, it would have been a dead ended plot that just took up space.
Guest (4): Yes she does have plans & I'm glad people are catching on to her relation to his professor. It's going to make for a very nice tight spot for Mamo to be in in the future.
silverfaerie91 (Guest): just wait and see.
Moonbella09022 (Guest): thank you so much, steamy…wait and see.
yamifangirl09 (Guest): You're going to have to give that some time.
mistressofbakura (Guest): this soon enough. lol.
thunderkitty902 (Guest): thank you so much. She will but give it some time, they have a few things to figure out.
dragonlady08 (Guest): possibly…hot scene that is…read to your discretion on that one. lol.
LoveInTheBattleField, Guest (1): here's your update!
Wow 17 reviews! Nice. As always reviews are much appreciated, oh and I keep forgetting like crazy to put the warnings up and the disclaimer, I don't own Sailor Moon (though I wish I did, as do we all, lol) or else it would have probably been close to what I'm writing…though that may not be suitable for national t.v.! lol!
Oh and warning for smut issued for this one to, not that you guys seem to mind.
Sailor Moon S 'Rise of the Messiah' ch.5
It was a bright and cheery morning in the Tsukino residence. It was one of the reasons Mamoru left early from Usagi's bedroom. There was more of a chance for her father to be awake earlier as well. Climbing down from the tree after giving his love a morning kiss. He quickly ducked out of the yard, managing to get one block before he ran into Usagi's delightful nosy neighbor, walking her even more delightful yappy little dog.
She was dressed in the most trendy track suit he had ever seen, with tight black yoga pants and a sky blue jogging jacket. The outfit just yelling, I have money please stare at me!
Her short brown hair was tucked away beneath the matching ball cap, with overly large sunglasses adorning her haughty looking face. Her dog was a diminutive thing, a tiny ball of golden fluff, with beady black eyes and a bad attitude. Sniffing and barking from the end of it's dainty pink lead. A Pomeranian, also a bit expensive to boot, Mamoru mused.
She eagerly waved him down. He smiled out of politeness as she somehow managed to corner him on the sidewalk, "I hear you've been talking to my niece Amber – chan. Nice girl is she not?" out of respect he nodded his head, "Hai, nice demo, persistent. She seems to be interested in more than a friendly way." The aunt merely looked expectantly at him, "Gomen, I'm not interested. Got a bit on my plate and I am in a deeply committed relationship."
Feeling that he made himself quite clear he made to leave when the once sweet lady seemed to nearly turn cold on him.
The emotional turnabout shocked him a little, "Is she not good enough?" she called to him.
He furrowed his brows, "I am already in a relationship and have NO intentions of leaving her." The aunt was as pushy as the niece was. She crossed her arms over her chest, "So I guess that you hanging around that Tsukino girl means nothing." Her fishing left Mamoru standing rigid. Not wanting to give away anything, "Gomen demo, I need to get changed for classes." He rudely excused himself, suddenly feeling very cornered.
Whisking by her he felt her ire burn into the back of him. Feeling he dodged a small bullet he started to jog back to his apartment. After deciding how his week would go he stopped to laugh a few blocks later. No matter what he managed to arrange himself every night with her. She would sleep over nearly three days a week and he would sneak in for another three at least. It was with a sound heart that he continued to run, never forgetting what he had left delicately sitting on her pillow that morning.
(When I woke up I felt a feather light touch as I saw Luna sniffing a rose laying near my head. I could tell her nuzzling the beautiful flower had moved it closer to my throat, "Luna…nani…oh, Mamo – chan must have left it." I figured. Luna agreed, "Hai, he does seem to be making sure you feel loved. He really is doing everything he can to make up for his months of neglect." I agreed with her.
"I love him so much…" I mused, taking the flower and sniffing it fondly. His scent along with the earth and the natural scent of the flower itself were imbedded in it. "And he you. I must say when I popped in last night around three a.m. I was nearly expecting other things to be going on, demo, you were both happily asleep. Fully dressed." Luna seemed proud,
"I just love laying with him sometimes…" I countered.)
Of course laying with him in more sexual ways is also thrilling and sexually sweet.
(I made sure to block that thought so he wouldn't know I was having this conversation with Luna of all people…or cats…whatever. It was the sound of heavy footsteps coming up stairs that I recognized as my papa's that I hid the rose beneath the covers as he knocked on the door and popped his head inside, "Usagi – chan, we need to talk."
I nodded with a resigned sigh, as he came in and sat at the far end of my bed. He was already dressed for work in his favorite tan suit.
"I'm not sure how I feel on you dating a boy, much less an older man. Well other than hell no!" he laughed. I didn't.
"Papa as my father you're supposed to be over protective, demo, nani happens when you protect me so much I can't live my own life? I can't rely on you forever. You will always be my papa demo, I really do have deep feeling for Mamo – chan. I know he feels the same way." I wanted to try and talk to him without telling him everything.
"I see that sweetheart…of sorts…" he really didn't like this, "How about in a week he comes over for dinner? You can get to know him better?" I suggested. He huffed, "Is it really to much to ask for my precious daughter to be innocent till she's 30?!" he whined. "Still with that 30. Nani makes you think it'll be that long? I won't be living here past 18." I dead panned. To that he looked to me with shock, "So you really are trying to plan for an early graduation!")
NANI?! How did he know?!
(My shock was evident, "Your mother overheard a phone call you were on. Why is it, the only reason you want to complete this is to be with that boy?" he asked. I lowered my head, "He's not the only reason papa." He looked to me, "I just have come to see that things aren't nani I thought they were. I have an idea of nani I want to become and in order to do that I'd need to get an early jump start.")
I feel bad for lying demo, it's not a complete lie…
("The things I want to accomplish will require more than nani I have." I explained. It's kind of hard to iterate to your father that one day in the far future you'll be taking this crystal throne to both the moon and the earth, and you would like to have a better education for that. Plus you really want to be with Mamo – chan faster. "Think about it papa. Now I need to get ready for school." Sitting up I went to open the door wider for him to leave when he spotted the now, 'not so hidden from my recent movement' rose.
Tossing my sheets aside more, completely uncovering the delicate bloom. He deftly picked it up. Muttering something I couldn't distinguish he walked out of my room, "Has he been in your room?" My face drained of all color, I made it sound ridiculous, "Papa really come on now!" I shut the door to avoid actually lying to him.
"If only your papa really knew, heart attack city for him." Luna laughed, from her smug position on the window sill. When she heard Kenji's footsteps fade down the hall. I narrowed my eyes at the feline, "Lot of help you are." I muttered. Needing to get to school I got dressed in record time and bolted out the front door.
Getting to school I found Ami signing up for a club, "Hey Ami – chan? Nani are you doing?" then I saw the sign-up sheet, "Swim team. That's perfect for you." She was already a part of the chess club and the highest scorer when it came to the school's academics. It'd be nice for her to be on the swim team. While for others it be this huge competition for her it'd also be a way to relax and push herself.
"Hai, I know. I finally was able to get here on time for the try outs. Usually they have the sign-up sheet after school and I need to go to cram school demo, this year they changed the time frame and the dates. I can actually be on it without it interrupting further studies." She smiled enthusiastically.
"I'm happy for you Ami – chan. Besides maybe with you on the team I can get access to the pool and go swimming alone during the summer." I countered with a self-satisfied grin. She looked to me funny. "It's either that or hold my breath under water at my tub back home." I iterated, giving her puppy dog pout. At this she could not disregard to me tagging along with her to the school pool.
"We'll see." She crossed her arms, giving me a stern look. Not truly appreciated my self-serving ways. But hell, a girl's got to at least ask for what she wants. "Has your father accepted Mamoru – san yet?" She finished.
I lowered my head in mild defeat, "It seems like he is at time's demo, I don't think he can let go of the fact that I'm growing up. It's why I need to get out. Not right now demo, in just a few years. Or shorter. It's why I'm really working at my grades lately…well in between the daimon's and papa's pestering. You know he actually trying to pawn Mamo – chan to the neighbor's niece?" Ami looked shocked to me. I nodded my head.
"Yup, I was stunned to. If he keeps this up, I'll never be able to tell him anything pertaining to Mamo – chan. Only mama." Ami patted my back sympathetically, "It'll be fine, he can't hold on to your little girl status forever." I looked to her, "He expects me to remain innocent till age 30. Even if Mamo – chan and I weren't together that's a ridiculous notion to make." Even Ami agreed on that one, it was to far.
"Maybe if he gets to know Mamoru – san a bit better…" she tried, "That's nani I was trying for this coming week." I finished up with a tired sigh.
She looked to me, "I want him over for dinner to give him a fair chance in front of papa." She nodded her head in agreement, "If it helps we can come over to, encourage it, build the two of you up." My eyes lit up, "That's sounds great. Maybe if he sees that all my friends like him and find him to be this great guy for me. Papa will accept him. I already have mama on our side and that was even after she caught in a not so innocent position." I failed to see the worried and confused look on her face.
"Nani?" she asked, "Oh gomen, when I first got back and went to see my family, I thought no one was home and I just wanted to be with Mamo – chan. I started to kiss him and we both got caught up in the moment. Mama came in from the back yard and caught us. I think I might have had a…" I looked around before whispering to her, "A breast exposed, can't remember…" then stopped whispering, failing once again to see my overly conservative friend staring at me in utter horror, her cheeks flaming red.
"Demo, it felt so good, then mama popped in, then papa. Thankfully he didn't see anything.")
Nor of where Mamo – chan's hands had been. Oh just the thought of his hands on me again like that…damn him…getting me horny just by thought alone!
(Before I could hear Ami's remark I heard Mamo – chan's…if you want I could make that teachers desk fantasy a reality…I blushed before nodding my head literally in agreement. I just failed to remember Ami standing in front of me. "Usagi – chan?" she asked quietly, "Gomen, mind link with Mamo – chan, hang on." She nodded, thankful to have a moment to clear the embarrassed flush to her cheeks. Politely standing before me.)
After school today then…can't wait my prince! He laughed heartily.
(Looking back to a smirking Ami I blushed, "I don't need to know." She stated with a knowing look on her face. Getting to class we ended up going through the regular motions of the day. I noticed Ms. H was looking at me at different points, oddly. Perhaps wondering if I was able to complete the extra credit assignments. Only three of her students that I know of got them, Ami, Umino, and myself now. At the end of class as I went to give the home work to Ms. H I felt a breeze pass by my bum.
Like my skirt had been lifted for all of two seconds. Seeing an open window to my left I figured it was just that. I hoped it was just that. Delivering the assignments, I felt another fourth presence behind me. Looking I spotted Owen. Giving me what he considered an award winning smile when really to me, he seemed as if he was trying to hard, "Hi, excuse me." handing the papers over to her I walked back only to feel it again.
However Ms. H's next words took the breath right out of me for all the wrongs reasons, "Mr. Owen, I understand that relationships form within class rooms, demo, please refrain from touching inappropriate places in school." My face blushed. It wasn't the wind he had tried to touch me…twice! I went to go smack him in the head for such a move when Ms. H said, "Tsukino – san, please sit down." My face was red in anger, "Demo he tried to feel me up!" then she realized her error.
"Then he will spend detention in this class room after school." Mrs. H responded in all due authority.
He huffed, "I can touch my girlfriend I - " now I smacked him, "I'm NOT your girlfriend." Heading to my seat I felt a bit better. I was in a sour mood for the rest of class, though I did make myself pay attention to get my thoughts off of him. I didn't want another man's anything touching what was only for my Mamo – chan to touch.)
Asshole…he's lucky a smack to the back of the head was ALL he got! Or else he would be feeling the wrath of my briefcase as well!
(Fantasies of such acts bringing a grin to my lips…Usako? I looked up knowing I had let the link open up again. Gomen for interrupting your studies. I apologized. No I'm in between classes, I'm just curious as to why there were images of you beating the crap out of Owen-kun in the library with your briefcase. I huffed in anger…because he tried to feel me up during class and nearly got me in trouble with Ms. H.
To that the link felt like it went dead. Mamo – chan? I feared he may not be taking this to lightly, especially with the past guy that took an interest in me. I practically felt a growl of anger coming from his end. Don't worry about it, I smacked him in class and told people that I was NOT his girlfriend. So any false impressions were dealt with right then. I hoped that satisfied his need to harm Owen.
No worries I'll see you after school. Just let me know which room you'll be in. He answered finally. I let out a breath of relief as I agreed before getting on to my next class as well. It was over lunch that day that I spotted Owen talking to Amber again. Just past the school's privacy fence, out on the sidewalk. There had to be a reason why she was lurking about the Junior high, but I'd have to get closer.
Having spied on Wiseman and Diamond once or twice I used that same quiet ninja ability to do the same to them. Ducking behind the stone privacy wall near the looming black iron gates to the main entrance. I pressed myself up against the rough stone work. Listening intently to their private conversation, my heart slamming in my throat with what I heard.
"Look Amber – chan, I know you like this Mamo guy…" he was cut off.
His name is Mamoru – san, and he's the hottest guy on the planet." She looked as if she had big hearts in her eyes. I sweat beaded, "Look Usagi – chan seems to actually be a sweet girl. She even prevented her boyfriend from getting into a pissing match with me. If their that go - " she didn't give it a mere thought, just slapped him upside the head, "NO. I will not let some near high school drop-out take away MY man." I rolled my eyes at this. Owen's actions now making sense, Amber was putting him up to it.
"Didn't he like tell you he wasn't interested? That he was taken? That's pretty simple and obvious to me. Just fix your sights on another guy whom IS available." He tried, brushing down his messed up blonde hair bitterly. "No. He is going to be going places as a future doctor, I WILL be the one that will be by his side. How Tsukino ever managed to snag him is beyond me. He needs class, NOT trash." She laughed, he just shook his head. "If that were the case then the classy women does have him." Amber heard his sarcastic yet truthful comment.)
"Unless you want the principal to know you were behind the gambling ring, you created under the guise of a Poker club, that we both know you can still get expelled for, then I suggest you shut up." She raged. He nodded, unable to go against her. He had been raking in major yen this year, and all under the principal's nose. His classmates had yet to figure out his card and dice games were completely rigged. He was thinking that it was all in good fun and pretty damn profitable for him.
He made sure they won at least a quarter of the time, while he managed to skim a great deal off their losses, and so called club fee's. It was an easy way for him to set aside a great deal of money. He had an upscale lifestyle he enjoyed to much to give up. But the principal's radar was up and he was now prime suspect for several not so well thought out scams.
Being expelled wasn't something Owen could afford. Being a lower income cousin to the semi wealthy Amber left him always competing against her. Needing to prove that he was just as rich and respectable as she was. Getting good grades was easy, he always needed a challenge. So thinking up different ways to scam his classmates and make a name for himself for years to come was just a pleasurable hobby.
The only burn that he had made was when his last food scam gave the principal a bad allergic reaction. He had been carted away to the hospital and therefore was ready to slam down any charges necessary. Owen's only escape was within his cousin's bitchy shadow.
That explains a LOT. He never was truly hitting on me, he's trying to lure me away so Amber could sink her claws into Mamo – chan's unwilling shoulders.
(So that was why? I heard Mamo – chan respond. Yup. She's probably black mailing him with something. Not like it'll ever work. I smirked. Yeah, and with her aunt now knowing I'm not interested and taken hopefully it'll quell the nieces need as well. I wasn't so sure on that but I hoped so. Wait a minute…how does her aunt know? I asked. She cornered me at the end of the block this morning. I politely declined.
I smiled…good. Hey listen after five today Makoto's going to be trying out that new racing game Motoki got at the Crown. Plus she said there's this really hot guy there that she wants to hook up with. I laughed. We both knew how any guy taller than her usually had her on a fixation. So I'll meet you in your class room and then we'll go to the Crown. How's that sound? He suggested, I agreed. Hai. It's on the second floor, room 201. I felt giddy as anything. I couldn't believe that one of my fantasies that I never told anyone about was going to come true.
I could practically feel his grin as my own. The next three hours were torture. I paid attention mind you, made sure I took notes that way more of it would sink into my head and as a use for reviewing later once I got home. It was my last teacher...my most dreaded hour of the day.
Calculus...
Owen shared my homeroom so I had been enduring him all day. Between his annoying touchy, feely antics today and the most boring teacher in the whole school. By this point it had me climbing the walls waiting for it to end. He was still persistent about his affections. When we would hand in our homework we did it by rows that way there wasn't this huge mess of papers and a flood of students up at the teacher's desk.
I noticed he made sure to brush his hand by my skirt. While I understood that he was being used to an extent, he still could have found out what the black mail was and have disposed of it, yet he choose to play Amber's games. Feeling his hands once more I grabbed the offending appendage and squeezed, applying just a little of my senshi strength. Till I felt his fingers shift in pain, "I know nani Amber – chan is making you do demo, your touches aren't necessary. I am happily in love with another. Make sure she knows that and that he to is happily in love."
He nodded his head, "Gomen demo…" he looked up to me, as I released the assaulting hand. "I really do kinda like you. At least I'd developed that while doing this for her." He rubbed his sore hand ruefully.
Cocky he may act but in reality it was mostly a front, something he gained when working by Amber. "Gomen demo, your feelings won't be reciprocated. At least not like that." I had to give it to him straight. Maybe he'd tell her and she'd let it go. "Class were doing grades for this semester differently."
Many groans of frustration were heard, "Based on nani you've done for this entire year added with any extra credit assignments and your average GPA for those specified classes will be given to you to take home to your parents tomorrow. That way I can include today's assignment as well." He stated. I was really hoping for a grand improvement to be shown. If I could get it tomorrow then it would mean that I could get Mamo – chan over for dinner tomorrow night as well. I'd have to tell the girls to.
As everyone filed out to leave for the day I felt Mamo – chan close by. Our link strong enough to sense when the other was nearby. Taking extra time to pack up I noticed even the teacher had all of his papers packed up, wanting to get home and beat the traffic no doubt. The school was emptied in nearly 15 minutes. I even had to evade the custodian when he went to check on the classrooms. Ducking myself away in the equipment closet. Luckily he would do the first floor before heading to the top floor.
I heard a soft click as I saw Mamo – chan come in, dressed in his now typical grey suit and tie combo. That made him look far to business like and serious. The man lightened up a lot over the years. I like to think thanks to my influence he had become more playful. Noticing there wasn't a lock to flip only a place to insert a key from the other side, something only a janitor would have, he remarked, "You do realize we'll have to be extra careful?"
He didn't seem to be to sure on this fantasy anymore. An unlocked door could mean so many interruptions. He looked like he might start to back out. Fantasy or not this may not be the best time to enact one.
Perhaps on a weekend, but then the entire school would be locked up. I was already nervous doing this, but I wanted so badly to go on with this, it's why I had insisted on it, it's what I had been thinking about all day today…besides school work. Perhaps some fantasies should just stay that way. I slumped in my position upon the sun bathed window sill. This was a bad idea and deep down I knew it.
If we were found out both of us would be in trouble and I may even become expelled. That was a sure fired way to prevent papa from accepting Mamo – chan. Plus upon seeing his reserved looked I broke down.)
She walked up to him yet kept a comfortable distance away to avoid making him feel pressed into making her fantasy come true, "Mamo – chan if you really don't want to I won't make you. Your right there is a huge risk of getting caught by a custodian or a passing student or even a late teacher…gomen. I'll get my satchel then we can go." She walked a few feet away intending to grab her things.
The class room was gleaming with the intense light of the afternoon sun. Bronzing everything in a golden sheen, that made the whole awkward encounter feel somewhat surreal.
Mamoru was torn between fulfilling not only her desire but his as well. Ever since the roof top, after getting a taste of having sex so publicly. The thrill of getting caught and the exhilaration that came with getting away with it, well he was now hooked...
He to had a fantasy that revolved around her being his student. He was her substitute and he had given her detention for back talking him in class. Something that would revert back to the arguing days between them. Only sexual innuendos that only he and her could read or understand would be within the argument. It had him smiling on more than one account as he delved further into the fantasy.
It had resulted in him bending her over his teacher's desk after school and giving her a firm spanking while he took her from behind. He still remembered the raging hard on he'd woken up from that night. He had been aroused, slightly confused since it had been the first to include some type of kink and lastly embarrassed in feeling she wouldn't be up for it. That it was a kink that only he would be interested in.
Watching her go back to her desk he admired her long legs as they glided to her seat, as she then bent to grab her satchel. He growled low in his throat. Oh kami…Usako…he saw her look up bewildered before spotting the look in his eye as they had mirrored hers from before. Kami do I want you so bad…he stated silkily as he gave her a come hither gesture. She dropped her satchel and walked forward with a purpose. It made his blood boil with lust.
He'd had former girlfriends walk to him seductively, but nothing as effective as his Usako. She made him yearn for her in ways that he had only dreamed of. Her school girl image right now brought forth a few more fantasies, mostly not even past the heavy make out stage, and a bit of groping. Mainly because most of them were from before he got his memories back. He'd indulged for some quiet moments but never let anyone know he had grown fond and lustful feelings towards the blonde.
An outright denial he knew, but didn't want anyone even the blonde much less his best friend to know. In the past he felt embarrassed that he had even thought of such racy thoughts towards her. The fact that he couldn't explain why she made his heartbeat skip then soon began to speed up when she got to close. In the end he retaliated instead of embraced. Now though he had no problem with people knowing she was his and his alone.
Once she was within reach he grabbed her and shoved her on the teacher's desk, "Were you a bad girl today. Ms. Tsukino?" he breathed next to her ear. Her breathing became heavier, "Hai!" she gasped out. As he began wrapping her long hair between his wrists, something he now enjoyed doing as she did to, he pulled her head back giving him ample space to nip and suckle at her neck. Soft moans were issued from her, as she weaved her hands into the thick hair at the back of his head.
She was quickly losing herself to the pleasure of his seductions as his other hand gently slipped beneath her skirt. It betrayed the intense feeling he had to take her roughly against the desk.
Holding himself back wanting to make as much of his fantasy come true as hers. He slipped his hand further cupping her bum, molding it firmly in his palm. At first he was stunned that she wore thongs to school. But once he moved his hands to her front it was only to discover she was actually panty less. Eyes going wide in shock he bent up to look at her. She blushed against her will, "I…wanted to try something new."
She was beginning to wonder if she's taken it to far, as he scowled down at her. Now working it out that he believed she had been nude beneath her school skirt, surrounded by other males. She knew he had a jealousness to him when it came to her. His reactions when it came to Diamond proved that much, yet here she was possibly enticing that jealousy.
She answered. "There currently in my satchel...I am not that lewd." She giggled. "This was a surprise for you, Mamo-chan."
"Oh kami!" was all he could muster as his fingers plunged into her in a ruthless yet deeply saturating motion. Feeling her becoming wet from that alone he abandoned his post at her neck to drop down to his knees. Throwing her modestly long navy skirt over his head. He was well hidden as he pulled her legs apart, before hooking them over his shoulders. Usagi was essentially leaning on the desk while her support system was her beloved.
His tongue did things to her that she knew she would have trouble spelling. It wasn't till she felt two fingers pulling her lower lips apart gently as his tongue then drove inside of her that she clamped her hand over her mouth to prevent her scream from erupting. Acting as if his tongue was his aching member he thrust it into her with the same motions. She gripped his head through her skirt as he kept her pinned in place.
At one point she thought she might not be able to handle his caressing motions she tried to pull him away. It only resulted in him growling at her before putting a deeper clamp on her thighs, preventing them from bouncing him off. It wasn't till she was near the edge that he stopped. As she rose her head in agitation he threw her skirt from his head to make sure he could see where he was going, and gripped her hips, shoving her fully on the desk.
Throwing her skirt back over his head he spread her legs as far wide as they would go. From all her time as a senshi they were splitting in her position as he held them there. His tongue back to tormenting her, it wasn't till she uttered, "Want you in me…" was ripped from her throat, did he finally relent. Climbing on the desk, he threw a cautionary look at the door, seeing no one he threw her legs over his shoulders. She was the one to un zip and pull him out of his pants, slathering his own fluid over his engorged member.
He threw his head back with low groan as she stroked him. Her finger's caressing with a knowing hand. Rising him higher in a mass of living breathing need for her. It wasn't till he started to pump himself in time with the rhythm of her strokes. That he knew he had to mount her, or risk ruining the fantasy by losing themselves to the foreplay. Taking her hand away he slipped himself inside. Holding his member still in her tight, wet, heat. Taking in the sensations she provided him with.
Sinking his head lower, he neared her shoulder as he felt her wrapped all about him. Like the perfect glove. He groaned knowing he would be unable to keep himself this still for long. "I love you Mamo – chan…now and forever…" he released a breath that he hadn't realized he'd been holding. With it he allowed his fierce carnal desires the sway of his rational mind. Pushing feelings of deep love into her mind he began a slow but hard rhythm.
Slamming himself into her at a slow pace making her scratch at his back for more while he maintained what he also wanted even as he was giving what she desired. "You need to be punished Usako…" he stated. Keeping up the small role play of the fantasy. He briefly flashed images of her bound up with his tie. Lifting himself up he kept her upper body pinned to the now christened desk. Watching with laughing eyes as their link relayed that lusty image to her. A curious yet delighted smile creeping across her glowing features.
Keeping her legs wide he repeatedly kept up his slow but hard motions as he watched her undulate beneath him. Seeing her look of pleasure, her wide open lips and thrown back head, as she clenched around his aching member threw him over the precipice of control. Falling back over her he angled his member slightly differently and rammed himself repeatedly as he buried his head within her neck and shoulders.
He knew she wouldn't be able to hold back her cries for much longer so he held his hand before her face and put hers to his own mouth. She looked at it oddly for a second before accepting the gag for what it was. She didn't want to chance anyone coming in and spotting the scene here. It wasn't a preferred method, but neither had anything to stop the screams with. He really should have thought about that before coming over.
Feeling the orgasm building he stopped once more earning him a snarl from her lips. Smirking at the enraged woman beneath, seeing her slight anger at being denied her pleasure yet again, it turned him on to no end to know that he held that power over little Tsukino, Usagi. He'd worship the ground she walked on but in times like these, it was she who was worshiping him. The quiet begging she was now engaging in was enough to tell him that.
He pulled himself back, taking in deep gulps of breath to keep himself from coming, till he had directed her to turn over. Following his lead he shoved her back down, threw her skirt back over her back and slipped back into her dripping wet sex from behind. She let out a kittenish mewl that made him lose any restraint he'd gained from pulling out. Slamming into her, his balls slapping her with each hit as he gripped her hips.
She reached back and gripped his own butt, pulling him closer to her with each thrust. Feeling the need arise he slapped her bum…once, twice…two more thrusts…again once…twice…three times before she groaned out in soft words, "More…harder…Mamo – chan…" as if afraid he would not continue on. True she would never consider having her rear slapped a pleasant thing before but somehow with Mamoru it was sexy and added more pleasure to their joining.
He nearly lost his mind when she asked for more and harder. Slamming himself as deeply as he could go he gave her several more thrusts, harder this time as he felt himself close to release. It was her clenched muscles that told him he needed to put a clamp on her mouth again. Giving one last powerful slam he lunged forward, clamped his hand over her mouth as he sunk his teeth into the back of her neck.
He released himself with a raw need that even he was stunned by while simultaneously feeling her muscles clench in unmistakable intent around his ejaculating member. He loved it, he loved feeling her come about him. It made him feel like the supreme alpha male of the world. He had the most beautiful enticing woman of all and no one could take her from him. She was his soul mate, someone that he could share everything with.
With their shirts still on throughout their trip into fantasy land he began stroking her back in soothing motions, hoping he didn't go to far today with all that they had done. He knew he was open to many things but he didn't want her to feel this was all him. He wanted her to enjoy everything equally as well. Though part of him knew better, she had asked for more and harder, he just hoped it wasn't a 'moment' bit that she would regret later.
He loved her far to much for her to feel that he was going over board and that she might ask them to slow down. He would if asked he'd just feel horrible that he pushed to much on her sweet persona. Slipping out, he watched her turn back around and it only took one look for his eyes to see that she happily loved every second of it. Relief flooded him at knowing she truly enjoyed their adventurous love life as much as he did.
Giving a small giggle they simply sat in place for a few minutes, letting the effects wear off so they could properly move about and actually stand up. Getting up he pulled his pants back up while she re arranged her skirt. Glancing around for something to clean herself up with. Finding apologetic the homeroom teacher's forgotten lunch. A single shiny red apple sitting smugly upon a couple napkins.
"Gomen. Ms. H." She giggled, removing the apple and setting it aside before grabbing the napkin from the side table. She used it to swiftly swipe the inside of her thighs. He watched with muted lust, his desires for her calming.
Both leaving out they dropped by her house first so she could change into a simple short jean skirt with navy tights and a form fitting tank top that went past her waist and covered a few inches of the jeans. A light jean jacket accompanied it.
Jogging down stairs she found Mamoru and her father in a silent staring contest, the man had just gotten home from work. Wanting only to relax from a really trying day at the office. Only to find Mr. Chiba, hanging out around the stair well. With all thoughts of relaxation now dashed, he had confronted the young man with a stern look. Not coming off very threatening, as the front of his jeans and white dress shirt now sported a huge brown stain, thanks to a careless co-worker earlier in the day. So finding Mamoru just completed his absolutely wretched day.
"I really am glad Makoto – chan has potentially found a boyfriend." She spoke breaking the tension. Her father never moved to face her but she gained Mamoru's attention as he realized this staring contest would resolve nothing. It would be the dinner that would make things happen. "Me to. She is a bit boy crazy." He laughed with her.
"Better her than my daughter." Her father stated, arms crossed over his chest. A puffed peacock he was, "Papa!" Usagi laughed, he now looked to his daughter, "Before I really got to know Mamo – chan, I was just as boy crazy as she is." He muttered something as she gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked out with Mamoru politely closing the door behind him. That was when Usagi's slip up hit Kenji, "Nani? 'Mamo – chan?!'"
The vein throbbed in pain, his head growing a bad head ache as he realized if his daughter already had a nick name for him what more was going on? Was she already dating the boy behind his back? For him seeing and dating were different. If they merely saw one another it was more on a platonic level, not a boyfriend level. He frowned, "No, she would never do that to me. She ALWAYS waits for my approval. And like every other boy, other than that Umino – chan, they aren't enough nor is she old enough to date."
His statement was heard by no one as his wife had been gone for the day. Out shopping to buy herself a few things. It was something she did rarely as she saved up what they received. He knew she was still upset with him but no amount of 'sexless' threats would make him cower when it came to his daughter. Or so he told himself. As it stood he was feeling lonely in that department as of lately.
Years of learning to keep quiet while having kids had built up a way to still enjoy his wife whenever they wanted without worry, however if he didn't overcome his prideful issue he would wind up on the couch.
It wasn't something he was looking forward to. It was Shingo's curious form that came in through the door next, dressed in his navy school uniform with red ascot. "Papa?" he asked, seeing the sullen expression on his face, "I'm not wrong in making my daughter wait to date." Kenji stated, a stubborn pout adorning his fatherly face. Shingo abandon his school bag at the door as he slipped off his shoes and sat next to his father, "Papa, I know you have a thing against Usagi – chan dating demo, this guy…" he dared seeing his father shot a look to him.
"He seems to be the real deal. I can see how much he cares for her and everything else that goes with that word…" Shingo blushed, not being one to talk about matters of love, "For Usagi – chan. I think you need to give him a shot. She's growing up just like me and he's a pretty cool guy. Not like that Di guy." Shingo never truly liked him one little bit. His father was stunned, "I can't believe I let that guy in." he muttered.
"Usagi – chan is pretty good at picking out the good guys from the bad ones. I still trust her judgment." Shingo left off giving his father the words to think on.
"Hai…I may not have a choice." He felt tired with it all. "Perhaps it is time I see nani this Mamoru – san is all about." He took a quick look around not wanting anyone to hear his possible break when it came to the man whom he had a small feeling was already dating his daughter. It was the door-bell that caught his attention. As he opened the door he was surprised to find his neighbor there, upset.
"Hello, how - " the once nice, always well-dressed lady to him. Appeared in a dark pants suit, just getting off work herself. When she got the nerve to confront Kenji about his lies, and making her look absolutely foolish this morning. Now she had a calculating anger about her, her soft brown eyes were cold. "I thought you said that the 'Mamoru – san' was single?" she crossed her arms over her chest, her short bob of mouse brown hair being tossed over her shoulder in a furious movement.
"I believed so. Why?" he asked, totally forgetting his previous thoughts of him already potentially dating his daughter. "Cause I talked to him this morning, he said he was already in a deeply commented relationship." He knew she was trying to get her niece a hook up and didn't say anything since it took the man away from his daughter.
"Then that's something I was not aware of. I had only met him the one time. I knew nothing of his personal life. I told you as much when I explained everything." Kenji wasn't about to be bossed around by his nosey neighbor. It wasn't his fault he told her everything up front. "So I suppose you know that he's dating your daughter?" a vein popped again, "Say nani?" he replied, his voice going a bit cold.
She smirked, "Here's some proof. Ja, ne Mr. Tsukino - san." She thrust a photo at him and stormed away. "Nani's going on here?" Kenji muttered while mutely closing the door, before confronting the incriminating photo.
Kenji became beat red at the photo in his hand. A cheap 35 mm camera had obviously taken it but the persons within the car were as clear as day. Usagi being dropped off at school by Mamoru, the now chosen ban in his world, as they leaned in for a loving, passionate kiss. He pressed for a date on the photo. Nothing but serial numbers from the small time pharmacy that printed it.
He was officially pissed off. His daughter went behind his back and further more lied to him on what she was doing. This was not his daughter, this was a…he took another look at the wretched photo. The closeness the two shared the way they kissed, it was one of many he realized. It wasn't new. They had been dating for a while now. The kiss spoke volumes. He ignored the love he saw within it as he could only focus on the fact that this man had turned his daughter into a harlot. Who knew what else he taught her.
As far as he knew it her mother was blinded by her need to have grandkids at some point that she didn't see how far things had progressed. He was thankful for his nosey neighbor…for once. Not that he'd ever let her know that. It was the door opening again to his wife, dressed nicely in a long white sundress, with a modest square collar and long flowing skirts. That brought him out of his angry haze.
"Honey I think we should have Mamoru – san over for dinner tomorrow night. Give the man half a chance." She had talked to her daughter as she had called her up to talk to her about her report card. Ikuko agreed and grabbed extra food to make dinner with.
Kenji did want to see him now, only to expose them both to their lies towards both of them, "I agree." His voice was cold, betraying his face of agreement. Ikuko looked on a bit skeptical over his reaction. She had thought he was seeing things finally but something had happened to change his perspective cleanly away from any hopeful attempt to make him see how in love his daughter was and how in love Mamoru was with their daughter.
"I hope the neighbor doesn't have anything to do with it." She whispered to herself, she had seen the woman leaving down the block as she walked up to the gate. Rumor on the block was her niece was a bit love lorn and her beloved aunt had been scouting around for promising bachelors for her.
Usagi and Mamoru made it to the Crown with only a few delay's here and there. Just in time to see Makoto and Haruka racing one another very competitively. A small crowd of spectators were standing behind the racing games twin bucket seats. Crowding in just close enough to watch, but not hinder the two competitor's weaving back and forth as they cranked their wheels. Their bodies jerking as they working the pedals and shifters, set between the seats.
Makoto was still dressed in her old school uniform of dull green skirt and blouse. While Haruka was still in her green plaid pants and matching jacket. Both having arrived after school, getting caught up in their competition since then. Even more people were starting to gather when Haruka won the race. Popping the black helmet off her head, and shaking out his hair. The charming flip of his bands only making him look even more handsome.
Makoto accepted the loss with a defining grace, shaking his hand with a small smile. Truly seeing the young man as more iconic now rather than someone to drool over. Minako had shocked face of 'I don't believe it!'
"You actually have decent speed. You should come to the race tracks sometime." He offered, as Makoto set her helmet down on her chair. She rose up with a slight blush of pride before accepting. To have a professional driver tell her she was decent made her feel good even with her lose. "So Haruka – san…" Minako sweetened up to him. Moving close to his arm, her hands clasped in a cute manner before her. Still dressed in her own school uniform of dark blue skirt, blouse and red ascot.
Usagi could see her bubbly friend trying valiantly to hook up with the dashing young man. It was sad as she saw that Haruka was only talking to Makoto. Add to the fact that the short haired blonde had Michiru and truly had no interest in anyone else. She had a small feeling the eager honey blonde without thought would try pull Haruka away for herself. It was something the brash girl really didn't think about at times.
She had a big heart but sometimes her star struck eyes got to big for her to handle…literally. She was crushing way to hard on idols and anyone she deemed as exceptional. At this point Usagi wouldn't be able to put it past her to attempt any kind of underhanded schemes to gain Haruka for herself.
("Minako – chan!" I called out to her, waving to her now. Wishing I hadn't entered the premises to see such a desperate sight, "Let's go and give Makoto – chan a chance to make a new friend. Besides Minako- chan needs to learn not to become a boyfriend stealer." Mamoru looked at me, "It's obvious he's with Michiru – chan, remember at the contest?" he nodded, "You think their that serious? I mean he was also looking at you a bit." I giggled, "He's friendly demo, that's all." I had to laugh at his minor jealousy moment.
I walked over to Minako, intent to pull her physically away from the conversation only to have Haruka start talking with me, "Hey Koneko. Good to see you here." His smile had me smiling, I didn't even mind the nickname.)
Kitten...go figure. Never been called that before?
("Hey Haruka – san. How are you and Michiru – chan?" I asked. He smiled, "She's at violin practice today. She's doing a concert in a few weeks and needs to get in a bit of extra time." he surmised, pride in his features. "Must be hard having your girl away." Mamoru stated, a knowing feeling in his voice.
He looked to Mamoru, both were nearly the same height, Mamoru taller by mere inches. "You know the feeling I presume." Haruka looked to me, "Anyways how about we go do something – grab a bit to eat?!" Minako burst in, trying to gain Haruka's attentions on herself once more. I giggled, "I'm sure he has to go pick up his girlfriend from practice in just a bit." I reasoned. I was trying to get Minako to let it go, he was taken for goodness sakes.
"Nah!" he stated. Going in between us both he looped his arms around our shoulders, "Why not all of us go for a bit? Can you come to Makoto – chan oh and you what was your name?" he asked Mamoru. Mamoru had a tick in his jaw before stating, "Chiba, Mamoru – kun and yeah let's all go."
Joining in he slipped his arm around my waist, possessively gripping it. I smiled at the small amount of jealousy he was presenting.)
Mamo – chan relax. He's just being flirty with all of us. He has a girlfriend.
(So we ended up taking seats nearby in the Crown Café. His grip relaxed only a little, when we sat down at a back booth large enough to accommodate us all. Mamo – chan and I sat on one end of the booth as Makoto was nearly smothered into the other one by a persistent Minako who insisted Haruka only sit next to her. Mamo – chan and I had to laugh.
It was that, that caught Haruka's attention, "Nani's funny Odango?" it sounded sweet and innocent but Mamo – chan really wasn't fond of it.
"Odango? You randomly make up nick names for girls?" Mamoru asked, paying Haruka a stern yet very meaningful look. Haruka had a smirk on his face, "Just the really cute ones."
That made me blush, well that endearment I am used to.
Before he joked out, "Joking, it's because I like her hair style. Different, distinguishable. Princess like." Once again I blushed as Mamo – chan grit his teeth, "So friendly for someone who has a girlfriend. Or does Michiru – chan not know of your flirtations?" Haruka laughed, "You really seem steamed by my nick names for her." He stated cockily.
Mamo – chan became a bit cold, "Think 'Buns' works even better?" Haruka finished with a cocky smirk.
I don't know why but it seemed that word had a double meaning. It sure made Mamo – chan's jaw tick. Before he could talk Michiru came in, dressed in her own version of the green plaid school uniform.
"Hey, gomen I'm late." Her smile was sweet and soft. I looked to Mamo – chan to realize that he to had taken note of her demure beauty, and sweet soft voice.
I quirked an irritated brow, as he covered it up and went back to cold eyes at Haruka.)
Nice cover…one would almost NOT see the admiring look in your eyes at her sweet smile. And yet you glare ice eyes at Haruka…
(He looked over to me before lowering his head in a sorry motion. I knew he was just reacting, and that it didn't mean anything. I wasn't to crazy that he was admiring, even I felt a bit enthralled by Michiru, she had a mysterious presence about her. It was Haruka's words that made her laugh, "I don't think Odango's boyfriend likes my nicknames for her. So I tried 'buns'." He offered. She giggled, while Mamoru and I were both turning red.
"I think Odango works better, it's more innocent." Michiru remarked, attempting to get the conversation on tract.
"Usagi – chan with Mamoru – san is anything demo inno - " Minako started as I kicked her hard under the table. It was things like that that remained private between us.
"I kinda like Koneko, best." Haruka smirked charmingly at me. The name seeming to carry a deeper meaning.
Giving her a polite yet confused look, I quickly ignored the comment.
Hearing Michiru giggle once more as Minako's attention was drawn once again, "So you're his girlfriend?" her nose firmly in their business. "Nani?" she asked, "Who's he?" she further asked. Minako pointed to Haruka. To this they both laughed as Haruka took his jacket off.
The decent sized breasts under the maroon dress shirt, now no longer hidden under the jacket were obvious as anything. Minako in her shock finally connected the dots as she looked from the breasts to her face and back again, "You….your…you…" even Mamoru looked a bit stunned, and embarrassed. He'd been getting a bit jealous over another woman. "You're a woman." I stated in a stunned matter of fact voice.
I knew something felt off, maybe that was it. "Demo, your…I…" Minako was dying here. Her determination ended with her finding out her so called target was a girl. Now she was no doubt questioning her sexual orientation.
Haruka looked to me, "Does that matter?" a silky presence to her voice that was not lost to me as I laughed off my blush. So she and Michiru had that type of relationship. All the more power to them. "Oh Haruka – chan don't tease her." Michiru asked for Minako's sanity's sake. Haruka laughed harder, "Poor thing." she smiled with sympathy. Minako looked defeated.
"Serves you right for trying to steal another's boy... I mean partner." I stated under my breath, giving her a good elbow in the side.
She shot me a death glare then before thinking about it blurted out, "Demo, she was dreamy!" the end resulted in a LOT of patrons nearby heard her as she grew red from embarrassment. Sinking into her seat Haruka cheerfully said, "No worries blondie." She then ruffled up Minako's hair as if she was a little sister, before starting to leave. Even with her knowing Minako looked torn between needing to blush or needing to be embarrassed.
"Wow…" Makoto muttered. Her shock evident to. "At least now I know." She shrugged her shoulders. Minako looked on still red, "You don't care?" she asked, "Nah, I was more in admiration of him gomen her anyways. I wasn't looking for a boyfriend, just someone to look up to." Minako looked torn still as she was trying to mutter something but was having a hard time grasping the right words. Defeated she rose up from the booth and left off as well.
"So I want all the girls to come over tomorrow night."
I told Makoto, "To help papa in the idea of Mamo – chan and me dating. So could you let the other girls know and know why to come over. Mama will be making dinner at five." Makoto nodded, "Gotcha, we'll be there." She then left the booth. "So…" Mamo – chan's voice seemed to be alluding to something. "Nani?" I asked. Looking up to him I felt his left hand creeping up my skirt covered leg.
Grabbing his hand, preventing it from further movement, I blushed madly. There were still many people milling all about. "Nani?" he asked innocent. My eyes widened, "Demo, there's so many people around." I tried to move only to have him pin my leg down, "So try not to scream." he commented slyly. I shot him a glare. He and I both knew how impossible that would be with all these people about.
"Are you becoming more into exhibitionism Mamo - chan?" I asked trying to keep his mind distracted. His eyes literally ate me up. His passions were getting the better of him again and while normally I would jump at the chance we were in an increasingly crowed area. I would NOT be able to keep up THAT kind of composure.
But…I was already feeling wet. "Maybe…" he answered. Before he could continue on Motoki came by to take our orders. I could tell Mamo – chan was just entertaining him, hoping to get him to leave us alone. The young man merely gave us a knowing grin, it was when Motoki sat down to talk with us, making it clear he has something important to discuss, that Mamo – chan gave up.
He finally conceding that there were to many people around and now more coming in, "It seems duty calls." Motoki replied, getting back to work. Even Mamo – chan knew there was no way with that many people around to try and get away with something like that around.)
Maybe next time…