Puffgirl1952 the 2nd: there will be some repercussions for sure.
kera69love: your right he wouldn't, but this is based on a hungover Mamoru who sees a random woman in his bed that enjoyed the drama she created and let it unfold for her enjoyment before she confessed the truth just for her twisted humor. The roommate though I've heard about people like him that think just like him. No real sense in boundaries and then blame the victim for not being 'fun' when their schemes get turned around on them. So in this case, Mamoru over reacted and did what he believed was the right thing to do and didn't find out till AFTER the false assumptions had been made that nothing had happened. I will admit though that I've read stories where he DID in fact cheat, BUT it was not with the senshi storyline, it was as them being a normal lives. In fact one such story that I wish had continued, he and Usagi had a first daughter who didn't make it to birth, then when they tried again he became cold and distant during. they did have another child and while he loves their daughter he treats Usagi very badly and she gets the courage to leave him unknowing that he's cheating, or at least not wanting to believe he is, on her with a few different women. It was going to get exposed by Ami who got transferred to his hospital about the different women, one being Rei I think, but the author stopped. It was actually well written and had me waiting to see when the reveal would happen but alas not.
fanofeverything25: I'm not sure how that would go.
sabina21: your about to find out. 😉
4 reviews, nice, lets see where this next one gets us, and for those that haven't already, check out 'The devil within 2', see how you enjoy that story, I promise you things are building up for an epic conclusion. As for this, read review and enjoy!
Morning after
Drabble 440
Mamoru POV
Once the drama from the morning wears off it occurs to me I have a serious bone to pick with that dick headed roommate of mine. "As much as I want to stay in here with you, I have a roommate to kill." Knowing I'm joking Usagi smiles and says, "No worries, I need to shower anyways. I was actually in the middle of a few things when you called. I'm a little sweaty." Swinging her legs off the bed she walks naked to the bathroom.
I watch her rear end move about as she gives it a little shake for my viewing pleasure before the door closes. I can hear her go straight to the shower. Not bothering to lock it in case I want to join her. She is always thinking of me. Yet I act like a damn dolt and don't consider things for her at times. Of course I wouldn't do that to her…but with the way things were this morning it's not hard to come to that conclusion.
I recall everything that came to mind, the facts, the evidence and the massive guilt that hit me first thing. The more that whatever he name was told me, the more I remember how she pressed herself into me that night. I was actually trying to avoid her for half the night before she found me in here. I was already undressing for bed when she tried to get with me once more but in her need to party, she got drunk herself and passed out.
My panic took over and I hurt both Usagi and myself this morning. Had I just given myself some time to think… "Man you cannot handle your liquor." My roommate pops in again. I give him a glare. This is HIS fault. I stand up, "What were you thinking to send that girl in here?" I demand, "Listen man, she was a nice hook up. Totally hot and was even eyeing you a bit. I figured you needed some stress relief and she could give you some."
His words only hit home how much lack of care he had for the situation, "You almost broke my girlfriend and I up. Your friend along with my shot as shit memory this morning made it seem like we actually…" nausea builds up again at the thought of what could have happened had I not resisted. Had she won. "Wait you didn't actually sleep with her?" my roommate asks bewildered by the concept.
I snap at him, "Yes, unlike you I have a shred of decency in my body. I love my girlfriend and she loves me. He rolls his eyes at me, "Yet again with the love and logic. Who cares about that." He rants, "You had gold with this. You had a hot girl in bed and instead of sleeping with her, you only slept NEXT to her, then confessed to sleeping with her to your girlfriend? Who does that?" he legitimately sounds stunned by this.
"Don't you have anyone that you'd do anything for? That you care so much about that the very thought of hurting them hurts you? That the very thought of them hurt enrages you? Makes you want to hurt the one who hurt them?" his shoulders slump a bit, "Like a parent or sibling?" he asks, a bit confused by the idea, "No you chowder head I mean someone your in love with!" it's at this point he rolls his eyes at me.
"Dude, love is just as much a marketing scheme as valentines day is." His words don't help me, "It's not a marketing scheme, it's something you feel, something that powers you through the day. Something that makes you happy to go home to in the evening. Something that makes you smile during the day when your having a rough one. Having that special someone love you that you love beyond all measure…" I try to explain this to him.
Try to tell him what he's missing out on, but its hard considering my own involvement in it, "Usagi loves me more than I can even process at times. The things she's done for me. What's she's willing to do for those she cares for." I sit down on the bed, "Honestly I sometimes feel like I don't even deserve to breath the same air as her, to be in her presence cause she lights up the room with her smile alone."
I breath out at the words as I know that I do feel this way, "Damn dude…" he gives me a 'you are pathetic' expression, "Your like legit in love, like damn near puppy dog, obsessed with her." I ignore the puppy dog thing but acknowledge to his being partially right, "I do love her. She's my first thought in the am, the first person I want to hold…the woman that I can see spending my life with…" I look to him as my expression changes.
"And you damn near took that from me." I stand back up again and push him into the wall of my room, "You sent some random girl - " he smiles, "Call girl actually…she pays for college but hooking up and giving amazing sex. Besides you seemed into it last night, it's why I though you two hooked up." I sigh as I back up, "She was insistent I'll give her that but in the end, I made myself clear that I didn't want to be with her." He sighs now.
"So you had an opportunity and you wasted it for this love you speak of? What a wank you are." He rolls his eyes at me as if what I did was worse than sleeping with the call girl. "What's a 'wank' is a roommate who decides that instead of respecting my wishes to just have a good time hanging with friends decides to push his ideals of being with some random chick – sorry call girl on me." He bristles at that.
"I was trying to help you get laid. You needed to loosen up. Your always such a stick in the mud." I grip my head in my hands trying to process his line of thinking, "So you set me up, nearly get me into trouble with my girlfriend, and let me get hammered enough to nearly forget the whole of last night?" he has the decency to look away on that one, "Yeah that was a bit of my bad, you weren't supposed to get that wasted."
I grunt my frustration at him, but then think to myself, "Wait I only had a few beers that night." He looks away, "What did you do?" I ask him, "I might have slipped a few shots into your drink when you weren't looking to help loosen you up." I look at him in shock. "You did what?" I ask in a low voice, my anger trying to wrap it's head around his words, "You were never going to really get into the partying mood with a couple of tame beers." His defense has me riled up now, "So you spiked my drinks?" I snapped.
"No, I added to them. Look everything turned out okay." He tries to wash it off like nothing bad happened, "Added to them that IS a spiked drink!" I snap at him, getting tired and pissed off at his blatant disrespect for my person. Not to mention his lack of giving a crap about my feelings in this and trying to defend his actions. It's as if he doesn't care that what he technically did MIGHT be a touch illegal.
"Listen you dick I don't have a high tolerance for hard liquors." I tell him, "I can handle maybe one shot of it but I'm working constantly, or studying a lot or with my girlfriend. I don't drink like that." I confide, "And that's why I did this for you, you worry to much, you work to hard, you limit yourself to one woman when there's a smorgasbord of hot young females out there ready and willing to get with a hot college guy like yourself."
His words make me re-think ever liking this roommate of mine, "I limit myself to certain things and people cause I know what I want and WHO I want and what I want is her." I point to the bathroom door right as it opens. Out comes Usagi, wrapped in a towel and ONLY a towel as we both get a bit caught up in the sight of her. The steam billowing out from behind her only adds to the aura that she is somehow creating.
She doesn't have a second towel for her hair so it's running in what she'd call a mess, but what I'd call a near frizzy wave of gorgeousness. She wrings some of it out as I see small trails of water running from her head down to her cleavage and for at least a whole 45 seconds to a minute no one says anything. She looks up at both of us and asks, "Sorry was I taking to long?" I manage to pull myself out from the trance she has me in.
I look over to see my roommate looking at her up and down several times. Normally I get why guys look at her but she's in a vulnerable moment of NOTHING on under that towel. Before I can act though she asks, "What's wrong? Did I walk in something here?" that's when my roommate says, "Sweetheart, you can walk in on me any day of the week. Damn I didn't know your lady looked THIS good!" now I was pissed.
"I'm aware of how GOOD she looks, and it's mine." I grab him and go to pull him out but as we move Usagi moves to. Unaware of the argument we were just having and asks, "What's going on?" just as I get him to the door her movement must have jostled her towel as it drops with her suddenness. In a flash she's literally naked and bends over to grab said towel before rushing into the bathroom to resecure it.
I push my roommate completely out of the room as he says, "Hey if your willing to share I'd totally take her - " I grab him by the collar of his shirt and slam him into the wall of the hallway were in, "You even breath in her direction in anything that's not merely civil and I will have your head on a pike. Get lost." I push him out of the way as I slam the door shut in his face and lock it. I feel like roaring from the protective instincts I'm feeling.
Usagi comes out, towel resecured on and apologizes, "I'm sorry that was a mistake, I didn't know the towel was that loose." Not in the mood to argue the logistics of a fallen towel I instead take her in my arms and kiss her deeply. My instincts are flaring high as I move her to my bed. I intend to make it clear to him now that she's mine and I DON'T SHARE. Dick. I take the towel from her body and lower her gently to the bed.
It doesn't take long for Usagi to wrap herself around me. The towel having helped to dry her off why the hot shower helped to warm her up and make her de-tense. The stains of the previous tears are now long gone as I strip with her help, down to nothing at all. Her kisses to me are now all over as the passion grows deeply for us both. I feel myself pressing insistently against her leg as I feel the need for her deepen.
My urges growing strong as we roll around on my bed. Its when she grabs my member that I lose focus for but a moment and hold her tightly. She instead of holding me back fully begins to pump him in her hand. My member getting more and more erect with each fistful she has till it feels like I'm wrought iron in her hand. I grit my teeth as I give her hand little jerks and press myself into her.
It's then that I feel her straddling me. The urge to mount her is getting hard and before I can act she plunges downward on me. I lunge upward and look her dead center of the eyes as I see the mounting passion in hers for me. I can feel her surrounding me. Her muscles tight against me as hold my breath to last longer than a few seconds as by the gods is she breath taking like this, taking me for all she's worth.
I watch her breasts sway about, I feel her skin beneath my fingertips, her nipples hardening as she bounces on my cock like it's the best thing she's ever felt. I watch myself disappear inside of her, time and time again. it's a glorious sight to see the love of your life riding you like champ, to take you while you feel your engorged member enjoy the pleasures she has to offer. I grunt from the impacts as she whimpers from it as well.
I grip her hips, trying in vain to control my needs. I figure if I give in just a little bit I can regain the rest of it back and yet as I start to take control from her speed I can feel her ride me harder and the need continues to grow. I pull her up, lifting her from my cock, watching myself leave her before pushing her back down and watching him disappear inside of her. The sight alone is tantalizing and makes me hunger for more of her.
I continue to do this, giving more force to her riding me. Watching myself going in and out of her as I press her downward. She cries out from the pressure of having my cock pressing up against her warm moist wet walls. I grind her onto me on each downward thrust. Pushing up as she goes down and not wanting this to end. I lurch upwards once more, latching my mouth on to her neck and sucking hard.
She holds me in place and mewls for more. I can't stop my teeth from digging in. Even when she whimpers in the slightest amount of pain, I know it's fine as she has a firm grip on my head to hold me in place. Her nails digging in slightly as I grunt at the slight pain in my scalp and jerk up harder into her. Needing to feel the slight pain at this point. She suddenly gets wetter at the action and I know were about at that point.
I detach myself from her mouth as she does from my hair as I gently, yet firmly, spin her around without dislodging her from my member. She moans a bit from the shift of pressure yet calls out for more when I begin to give it to her again from a different angle. I look forward to the t.v. I have and see on the darkened screen the image of us. The just barely their reflection acting as a bit of a mirror to our actions.
I see the lining of my member going in and out of her as she goes up and down on him. She sees what I see and gets more proactively involved. Lifting herself up and down as she reaches back and cups my head in her palm. I kiss her neck from behind now, reaching forward and cupping her full breasts in my hands. Watching our display on the t.v as I tweak her nipples, "Oh wow…" she mutters seeing us.
The sight is indeed a sight to see and almost as good as the feeling of being so deeply inside of her that I want to sink in and never come back out. I begin to jerk harder into her, deeper, pushing her down onto me with all that I have. Pressing her onto me and feeling her muscles grip me at each interval as I grunt louder. Her moans grow louder to, our vocals increasing as we keep going…the pressure getting to us both.
It's not till I feel her muscles clamp down that I feel it trigger my own. Her orgasm hitting hard as mine takes over my body. I jerk and slam her hard down onto me. Jamming myself up into her as I bounce my hips up into her. Her screams grow until I can hear banging on the wall. I don't care though, I merely grip her tighter and enjoy this breathtaking view I have. The feeling of having her surround me and feeling myself fill her up.
It takes us several long minutes to come down from that. Several long, loving minutes of us enjoying each other mere presence alone. We gift each other with small kisses of love and joy, lingering touches of soothing passion and longing that only we can fulfill in each other. I thank all that is holy out there for giving us this as she looks at me in the eyes again, "We should invest in a mirror or t.v. back at the apartment." I'm to fogged up to figure out why.
She nods to the t.v. that acted as a mirror for us. I smile, "Oh yeah, definitely and when we do, I'm going to show you how to use more of it to your advantage." She raises a brow, "I've been doing some light reading on different things we can do." She smiles, "Such as…?" I smile, "Another time my love, another time." I kiss her once more and hold her close, unwilling to let her go just yet.