You read correct, this is only part one of their weekend together! I hadn't realise just how much I had written until I saw the word could, and decided that it'd be easier if I split it into two halves.
This is not the sexual chapter, however there is some intimacy and implied sex. Though there isn't any actual sex. Just Mamoru's male brain getting a little excited.
The second half of the chapter should be uploaded by the weekend (I'm posting this on Thursday night) and I hope to have this story wrapped up by Sunday (My birthday. Woo 19!)
Enjoy.
"Usagi and I talked every night while I was away, I would log onto the chat not long after dinner and we'd talk long into the night. She'd tell me about her day, about her friends, even about her cat. We'd discuss interests, goals, even ambitions. She told me how she would like to be a baker, or a Food Economics teacher, or just a happy housewife. Anything to do with food, Mamoru gathered.
I tried to keep the subjects on her, asking her questions and letting her tell me long stories. But she would persist to hear about me, I could tell she tried to avoid questions about my childhood or my parents."
It was last day of my trip for school, and it was starting to get late.
'It's getting late, Usagi, I should really send you to bed.'
'I'm not sleepy! I could stay up all night! ( •̀ᄇ• ́)ﻭ✧'
'Hehe, sure you could Odango.'
'It's Uuuuuuuusaaaaaaaaagi! ( ≧Д≦)'
'Okay okay, Uuusaaagiii.'
'You're not funny Mamoru-baka! ( ≧Д≦)'
'I bet you laughed!'
Usagi didn't reply for a while, Mamoru thought that maybe she fell asleep or her Mother called her. After 10 minutes of waiting, he was about to log off with a smile on his face remembering Usagi's sleeping when her icon flashed indicating she had messaged him. Mamoru opened her tab.
'Mamoru...it's been a week.'
"No emoticon, she's being serious."
Mamoru smiled. 'Not quite yet, silly-Usagi. Three more days.'
Nothing for 5 more minutes.
'Impatient, my Usagi?'
'I'm just...curious..'
'My offer still stands, Usagi. You're more than welcome to stay at my flat. I'll tell you there, then you won't have to wait.'
'We'll see.'
And with that, the light beside Usagi's icon vanished.
Mamoru didn't sleep too well that night.
The next afternoon Mamoru got off the train and dragged his wheeled suitcase home. He was worried that he had pressured Usagi, or made her feel uncomfortable. He wanted to apologise, but also didn't want to push her further.
"Tomorrow I'll buy her a milkshake or something,and apologise to her. That'll brighten her mood enough so she'll want to listen to me."
As he stepped out of the lift onto his floor, he felt the urge arise in the back of his mind to look up from the ground. He hadn't done so once on the way home, so why now? He looked up to see someone standing beside his door, she too was looking at the ground. Mamoru choked on his words in surprise.
"U-Usagi?!"
The blonde turned to look at him, a pink backpack slung over her shoulder.
"I'm here, Mamo-chan."
Mamoru was stunned. He didn't know what to ask first.
"Can we please go inside? A few of your neighbors gave me weird looks and I feel a bit exposed." Usagi smiled softly. Mamoru fished around in his pocket for his keys, dropped them twice, then finally unlocked the door. He extended his arm, beckoning Usagi to go first. She walked into his living room and gently placed her backpack beside his couch. Mamoru shut the door behind him and leaned on said door for support. Usagi turned to face him with a small grin.
"This is a nice place Mamoru, you keep it very clean."
Mamoru didn't know what to say, what question to ask.
So obviously his male brain had to state the obvious.
"You're at my house."
Usagi was obviously confused. "Well...yeah? You invited me?"
"H-h-how…?"
"Minako and I made a deal ages ago, that if I ever wanted to sneak to a boys house without telling my parents, she'd allow me to lie and say I was at her flat on the condition that I would pay for her smoothies for a week." Usagi smiled. "Everyone needs a friend like her."
"B-but...I thought we were a secret?"
"We are, I made up a guy and said he went to my school so she wouldn't know him. And she won't ask Ami or Makoto if he's real, that would breach our secret deal."
Mamoru returned to his state of not knowing what questions to ask.
"Are you okay Mamoru?"
Mamoru opened his mouth to reply, couldn't muster any words, and closed it again. He did this a few times.
Usagi smiled. "Are you...embarrassed Mamoru?"
A small blush threatened to show on Mamoru's cheeks. He thought he has managed to push it down when Usagi clasped her hands over her mouth he knew that wasn't the case.
Mamoru looked away. "I'm just...surprised that you're here. I didn't expect it, didn't plan anything."
He heard Usagi giggle quietly, and heard her cross the room to stand before him.
"It's okay Mamo-chan, I like this side of you."
Mamoru looked at her, confusion etched into his features. "This side of me?"
"Yeah." Usagi said, placing her hand on his shoulder and slowly running her fingers downward. "Unprepared, I can tell you put a lot of thought into situations you share with me so you can be as charming as possible, but a surprised and slightly embarrassed Mamoru is just as nice."
Mamoru was at a loss for words, not only due to her own words but also the feeling of her fingers intertwining with his own. A strong warmth spread through him, starting from her fingers.
"Mamo-chan...would you please hold me again?"
Mamoru looked down into her big blue eyes and slowly slipped his fingers from her now weak grip and wrapped his arms around her waist. He pulled her in close, gently, and she wrapped her arms around his midsection.
"Like this?" Mamoru whispered.
"Please...hold me tighter…" Usagi murmured.
Mamoru did as he was asked, holding her body tighter against his. He was worried he would break her fragile form.
Usagi sighed contently. "So warm…"
They stood like that for what felt like its own lifetime, wrapped in each other's presence. Suddenly Usagi lifted her head to look up at Mamoru.
"You're probably tired from your trip, you should sit down, I'll make you some tea." Usagi offered.
"I don't need tea, I need you." Mamoru murmured. Mamoru felt a shiver run down Usagi's spine.
Mamoru lifted a hand from her waist and brushed his fingers along her cheek, from her cheekbone to her jaw and ghosting over her lips.
"So beautiful…" He whispered.
Usagi closed her eye and leaned her face closer to Mamoru's fingers. Mamoru's eyes were fixed on Usagi's lips, fascinated by their colour and how plumb her bottom lip was.
"Mamo-chan…" Usagi whispered, snapping his eyes back to hers. "I think…"
Mamoru instantly dropped his fingers and rested his hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry."
"No no, don't be sorry. You weren't making me uncomfortable, I'm just a little nervous."
"Don't worry, my Usagi, I'll help you with your nerves." Mamoru pulled his most charming smile, and for a second he swore he saw Usagi's eyes glaze over.
Mamoru leaned closer and brushed his lips against her neck. "Come, I'll give you a tour."
He took Usagi's hand and lead her to all the rooms in his flat, leaving his bedroom until last. Usagi had been quiet and meek in all other rooms, but she wanted to explore his bedroom. Mamoru sat on the foot of his bed and watched her look at photos on his desk, smell his cologne, flick through his textbooks and looking through his DVD collection. She held one up for him to see.
"You like Studio Ghibli?"
"I like the complexity of the characters, the way the story is made, those writers are geniuses."
"They're cute." Usagi said. Mamoru laughed.
"I have quite a few of them, you can pick one and watch it if you like."
Usagi flicked through the stack of DVD's once more and pulled out a film she claimed was her absolute favourite. She skipped into the living room again, put the movie on and bounced onto the couch. Mamoru sat beside her, giving her a few inches of space, and rested his arm on the back of the couch. Mamoru had watched the film many times, and dazed in and out of his imaginings for a while. When the film was only half way, he looked over to check on Usagi and saw she had shifted closer to him while he wasn't paying much attention and was snuggled up against him. He decided to stay sitting the way he had been, he didn't want to make her nervous again.
When the movie was over, Usagi clapped her hands and asked to put on a second, Mamoru couldn't say no to her. This time, however, he knew she wouldn't be nervous and decided to make a move or two on her. When she snuggled up against him once again, he let his arm drop onto her shoulders and hold her close. As he had expected, she barely flinched. During this film, Mamoru couldn't take his eyes off Usagi, his eyes wandered over her body a hundred and one times trying to memorise every feature and freckle. He began running his fingers up and down her forearm, enjoying how smooth her skin was. Usagi snuggled even closer, if that were possible. One feature Mamoru was continuously drawn back to was her lips. He imagined what they'd taste like, how'd they would feel against his, he imagined the way they shaped his name.
"Mamo-chan, you're staring." Usagi blushed.
"I'm sorry Usagi, I can't help it. You're gorgeous." Mamoru admitted.
"Is that...'why me'?" Usagi asked.
Mamoru leaned forward, brushing his lips against her ear. "Two more days, be patient."
He felt her shiver again, and he didn't want it to stop with one. He ran his lips down her ear and to her neck, placing soft kisses next to her jaw. Usagi sighed, and tilted her head to the side to allow more access. Mamoru smiled against her neck, but decided to stay in the same spot. Images of Usagi's lips flashed inside his mind, the yearning for the taste of them returned, and he decided to keep himself from delving into temptation he stopped kissing her. Usagi turned to face him slowly, her nose brushed against his lips.
"W-why did you stop?" Usagi asked, sounding a little breathless.
He couldn't lie to her. "Because I can't stop imagining kissing you on the lips, and I don't want to scare you."
Usagi was quiet for a moment, she shuffled so she wasn't slouched anymore and she was lip to lip with Mamoru.
"I th-think I want to kiss you too." She whispered, looking up at him sweetly.
Mamoru leaned closer to Usagi, so their lips barely touched. He saw Usagi close her eyes, and just as she was about to lean in he inched away. Usagi looked up at him in confusion and worry.
"You must be hungry, want to order a pizza?"
Usagi was taken aback by Mamoru's sudden question. He smiled at her.
"I want you to eat something, but I also want you to think it over. Don't feel like you need to accommodate for what I want. Kiss me if you want to kiss me. So, what pizza would you like?"
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"That was so good!" Usagi sighed, patting her stomach. Mamoru was hardly surprised that she managed to eat that whole large pizza to herself.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, sorry that we had to get take out. I haven't been able to buy food since I was away." Mamoru said, finishing off his last slice.
"That's okay Mamo-chan, we can go to the shop tomorrow and get something for tomorrow's dinner." Usagi beamed. "I can cook."
"You don't have to do that Usagi." Mamoru smiled, gathering the empty pizza boxes and taking them to the bin in the kitchen. He turned to see Usagi had followed him, she jumped onto her toes and wrapped her arms around Mamoru's neck, startling Mamoru and making his heart lurch. Her face wasn't far from his, he could smell the strawberry lip gloss she wore. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist.
Usagi swayed slightly, and Mamoru mimicked her movements. They danced slowly in the kitchen to no music for what felt like forever, looking deeply into each other's eyes.
"I feel like I've done this before." Usagi murmured.
"Me too, it feels so natural." Mamoru replied.
They danced for longer, they began to slow down and before long they came to a complete stop.
"M-Mamoru…" Usagi whispered breathlessly. "I want to k-kiss you."
Mamoru smiled down at her. "Are you sure?"
"Yes. Yes I am!" Usagi insisted. "I want to kiss Mamoru!"
Mamoru laughed softly under his breathe, making Usagi pout.
Mamoru leaned closer to her, so his lips barely brushed hers. "You're so beautiful."
Mamoru closed the distance between them and pressed their lips together. Usagi made a small squeak in the back of her throat, and Mamoru could tell she was nervous. He slowly massaged his lips against her stationary ones, after a few moments Usagi began following his lead and copying his movements. Mamoru pulled her close and kept his lips gentle but passionate. Usagi wound her fingers in Mamoru's hair at the base of his neck and hummed against his lips. They kiss for a bit longer, until Mamoru broke the kiss and rested his forehead against Usagi's. He finally opened his eyes and looked down into hers, they were half lidded and her cheeks were bright pink. He smiled, his breath taken away by her adorable appearance. Usagi leaned closer again, Mamoru closed his eyes again expecting her to kiss him again, instead she took his bottom lip in between her teeth, ran her tongue over the length of it and gave him a quick nip before tugging and letting his lip so. Mamoru couldn't suppress his groan. Usagi smiled a cheeky smile.
"I should warn you, Usagi, be careful what you do or I might not be able to control myself." Mamoru murmured deeply, he watched Usagi shiver and her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink.
Mamoru turned to look out the glass doors that lead to his balcony and saw the darkness that spread over the world. He then looked up at the clock and saw it was 10:30pm.
"It's late, you should go to bed. Come, we'll set you up in my room."
Mamoru took Usagi's hand and lead her to his room once again. She got changed in his bathroom while he waited in his room. She appeared a few moments later in a white singlet and pink boxer shorts with white rabbits all over them.
Mamoru couldn't repress his smile. "They're adorable."
"Where are your pyjamas Mamo-chan?" Usagi asked, pulling the blankets back.
"I sleep shirtless, remember? Any anyway, I'll be sleeping on the couch." Mamoru replied. Usagi pouted.
"I want to sleep beside Mamoru again."
"I'll stay until you fall asleep, if you'd like."
"No! I want to fall asleep beside you and wake up beside you! If you don't stay, I'll cry!"
"You cry over many things Usagi, that's not much of a threat."
"If that's what you want, my Usagi."
Usagi climbed into bed and Mamoru discarded his shirt, Usagi stared at his exposed skin with a blush. Mamoru followed her lead and climbed in beside her, laying on his back with his arms tucked under his head. Usagi snuggled up against him and ran her fingers over his skin.
"So soft...so warm…" She murmured.
Mamoru looked down at her. "I miss the taste of your lips, may I kiss you again?"
Usagi smiled up at him, shuffled up so her head was too resting on his arm, and confidently pressed her lips against his. Mamoru held the back of Usagi's head as they kissed passionately. Usagi ran her fingertips all over Mamoru, from his jaw to his collarbone to his chest to his navel and back up again. Sparks flew through his body. He felt himself almost get a bit excited.
"Cool it old friend, it's just a bit of kissing. Don't ruin this for me, or so help me I will start thinking about my Grandma!"
Usagi broke the kiss and smiled down at Mamoru.
"Say...Mamo-chan?"
"What is it Usagi?"
She looked down nervously. "How do you...um...tongue kiss?"
Mamoru was surprised, but it was pleasant.
"Would you like me to teach you?" Mamoru purred.
"I-I...want to taste more of Mamoru…"
Mamoru smiled. "Okay, part your lips for me. Start copying me when you feel comfortable."
Usagi opened her mouth slightly, and Mamoru leaned up and slipped his warm tongue into her mouth. He massaged her tongue, her teeth, her gums, enjoying the sweet taste of her mouth. When he thought he had explored everything, he felt Usagi's tongue prod at his own, trying to copy his actions. She was a little slobbery, but her tongue was soft and seemed to know which places felt the best. Mamoru wrapped an arm around Usagi's waist and pulled her on top of him, holding her tightly. Once Usagi started to feel more confident, she started adding nibbles into the mix.
Mamoru wanted to moan, but held it back in case it seemed like he wanted to go further. In truth, he did, he wanted all of Usagi, but he didn't want to rush her. He ran his hands up and down her back and sides, wishing he could tear her singlet off. Usagi broke the kiss and trained soft kisses and flicks of the tongue down his neck, Mamoru's breath caught in his throat. He quickly recovered and began doing the same down Usagi's neck, his hand snaked under her singlet and rubbed and groped at her back and hips roughly.
Mamoru couldn't help but mumble, "My Usagi, my Usagi." as he trailed up and down her neck. Usagi lifted her head and looked down at him, her lips swollen and her blush covering her cheeks and neck.
"Your Usagi." She whispered, lowered herself back down and snuggling back into Mamoru's chest. Moments later, she was snoring quietly.
Mamoru's blood rushed through his veins like he had run a marathon, he'd never felt so alive. He wondered that if making out with Usagi was this good, then the last base would be mind blowing.
"I really need to go splash some cold water on my face to calm him down, but Usagi probably won't roll off me any time soon. I guess I have no other choice but to suffer."