sabina21: basically he's as seen going to turn over a new leaf. He's making that turning point happen to avoid letting the same loop of crap happen again. He loves Usagi and has gone months without her so now that he's seen what can happen when he lets one part of his life consume another he's makes the necessary changes to avoid it form happening again.

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Fun in the kitchen

Drabble 448

Usagi POV

To say that I wasn't pleased would be putting it mildly. Mamoru and I went on vacation this past week. A nice one to where it was relaxation and fun for us both. Yet here we have come home to a mess in our kitchen. The two potted plants I was growing some herbs in were now decorating the floor and our balcony door was opened. Granted not by much but still it was opened a bit.

Initially we thought 'a robber and we must be careful and vigilant', yet as we made our way through the place nothing was taken. Not a thing was really out of place other than the potted plants and one or two chairs that seemed to be moved around and had we not taken one more visualization and made sure everything that was supposed to be done was done before we left we might not have noticed the few nuances.

It didn't make sense as we went from room to room seeing nothing else wrong, maybe a few things messed up but the t.v., our laptops, my jewelry box, everything else was fine and intact. We went from feeling victimized and robbed to merely confused and perplexed about who had been in our home and why, that is until we saw the defined paw prints in the dirt from the plants and noticed the balcony door was only somewhat opened.

Mamoru called the neighbor and on speaker we got the 'oh yeah was going to tell you…' bit about how their new pet, a big 75 pound muscle dog got adventurous and jumped from their balcony to ours during the vacation. Mamoru was trying hard NOT to have an issue with it, but he couldn't help it especially when you consider the great fall that dog could have taken if it didn't land right or missed its intended jump target.

I remember with vivid clarity the neighbor telling him 'yeah so our new dog he's a big good boy he just got a little adventurous, saw a bird from what we could tell, land on your side, went after it and when it slipped onto your side of the balcony, you really should have kept that closed as what happened inside is your fault for that one, he then chased after it making a small mess that we tried to clean up and when we realized that we were cleaning up your place essentially we stopped and left, so yeah bye.'

When the neighbor ended the call Mamoru and I both were torn between wondering how correct the neighbor was and how wrong he was.

"I only left the balcony door open the few inches WITH THE SCREEN in place cause you wanted it to be ventilated up here for the week that we would be gone since we were turning the air off," I had reminded him. I went over to begin cleaning up after the potted plants as he stared at the wall in silence.

I wasn't sure if that was due to anger or silently debating if we were in the wrong, the neighbor or both.

"Why don't you get our bags and I'll clean up the dirt in the kitchen," I offered as he grabbed our bags up and huffed his way to the bedroom.

That was twenty minutes ago as I was now on my hands and knees getting the little crevasses done that the dirt hit. Now that we know it was a dog that did it, it does make more sense.

Especially since everything else was fine. Although I don't think they had to make the comment about cleaning up. The place was perfectly clean when we left it. I look around and see some areas where it looks 'lived in' but it's not unclean. It's not unsanitary. However, as I've come to learn from Makoto, everyone has their own definition of clean. Take for instance I have a way of doing my laundry different from Mamoru.

Due to my delicates needing to be on the gentle cycle I make sure afterwards that they are hung to dry on any flat surface that's not getting used in the next day or so. That way I can let them air dry and then put them away. Mamoru knows by now when I do laundry to NOT have his friends over unless he wants them to see my unmentionables…again. That was a funny sight last time as he forgot about laundry day and brought them over.

The sea of lacy and cotton panties and bras that were on objects was a sight for some of his friends as they definitely wanted to meet the 'sexy lady' Mamoru had managed to snag. It took a small disagreement between us and some admitting of forgetting on his part for him to understand that I was NOT embarrassed. He was but not me. Why was I not embarrassed, cause that whole thing prompted his jealous side to get ahold of him.

Apparently one of his college friends wanted a 'go at me' before we 'tie the knot'. Mamoru barely spoke to him after that and frankly I felt a bit like smiling knowing that I could still attract other guys. Not that I was interested, not even a little bit, but…it was nice to know. Either way, once I was done with my laundry I'd always make sure to spray the plastic hamper after each load and wait till it was sanitized before reusing.

Same when I took it to the laundry room down on the second floor. I'd grab a large garbage bag with me, do said laundry, put it in the fresh bag, bring it all back upstairs and fold things accordingly. So I knew that Mamoru and I both had ritual bits for cleaning so I'm thinking that the neighbor saw the big mess their dog made and realized after a bit that he didn't want to be stuck cleaning it up.

The more I thought about this the more I was convinced of their true reasoning. It was then that I got a text from the neighbor's wife…she was someone I barely communicated with for a variety of reasons. One being how she had to one up someone each time they did something vacation-like or workwise like. After a bit I had to shut her out. So her text of 'sorry for our dog he really is a good boy he just gets attracted to the silliest things.'

Before I could write down 'no worries this time but do try to keep your balcony door closed for his own safety' she texted adding in 'next time you and your sweetheart of a man leave try to keep the balcony door shut so what you guys have over there doesn't attract wild life or our dog.'

I stopped and texted instead 'you first…for your dogs safety, wouldn't want him to go over the railing in case that bird shows back up again'.

Perhaps it was a bit harsh but we were on the top floor and a fall for ANYONE let alone an animal would be life threatening. Her next text though told me she got the message loud and clear 'are you suggesting that WE are in the wrong?'

I smiled a bit as I responded back 'I'm sorry was I too subtle?'.

I couldn't help but grin a bit. Yeah I wasn't a fan of hers. She may love her hubby and he her, but she didn't hesitate to take jabs at me from time to time.

It even took me a while to understand why she sent a text one time of an upside down paper bag to Mamoru and jokingly said it was for me. Ami told me once I brought it up, it was meant to represent during sex that way he wouldn't have to look at me. From that point on I barely spoke to the wife and once I told Mamoru what it meant he texted her back 'the bag would block her beauty from me but feel free to keep it for yourself'.

She responded something along the lines of not being able to take a joke and barely texted him afterwards. This had been the first interaction with them since then. Her next text then came through. I opened it up as I scrubbed the dirt out and had to laugh at the sheer audacity of her words.

"What?" Mamoru asked as he came in.

So as I was still laughing I said, "Get a load of this…" I put on my best 'fake bitchy accent'. "Usagi I think you're failing to understand that if it weren't for the foul odors of whatever Mamoru is stuck eating from your pig trough food is what drove that bird that's used to eating crap off the street and attract our innocent dog over there."

Mamoru had this lovely shade of laughing embarrassed red coloring his cheeks. "This is coming from the same woman that has asked what you're cooking so SHE could cook it for her hubby?" he asked.

I nodded. "Wow…" was all he could muster as I continued to get the dirt up from the floor.

"I so needed that laugh," He said as I leaned over to get the last bit of dirt. "This is now finally cleaned up."

I go to get up when Mamoru comes up behind me and remarks, "Not so fast I think you missed a spot." I look all around but I see nothing wrong. The kitchen is more clean now than it was when we left.

"Where? I don't see anything wrong…"

My words cut short as I feel his hands on me from behind. I begin to smile knowing that half of our vacation was cut short due to his getting sick during it. It wasn't anything too bad, but the stomach flu can wreak havoc on one's immune system and be a good use of birth control as we weren't able to have sex at ALL. I made sure he had plenty of fluids and even got him proteins.

He got plenty of sleep BUT yeah…the sex was the furthest thing from our minds during the trip. It's why when the days were done we decided to call it and left for home. We are actually here a day earlier than planned. At that point all of our plans were wiped away and the only thing that we got to do was have a good meal the first evening we were there, so as his hands drifted down over my fit forming jean bottoms I smirked.

"I'm guessing you're liking what you're seeing…," I teased. He gave my rear a good slap before he rubbed my rump.

"Nope…love what I'm seeing and want to see more." He reached forward as I went to turn around and stopped me. "No…I want to enjoy this for a moment." He reaches forward again and undoes my bottoms. The zipper down while I'm still on my knees he pulls them down past my hips and takes with them my panties.

Now naked from the waist to my upper thighs he touches all over my exposed skin and comes up behind me as I don't waste any time myself and pull him closer to me from behind. He pushes my legs further apart but they don't go too far as my panties are blocking the path. I laugh a tiny bit before he has me lower down to the clean floor, then removes at least one pant leg then the other leaving my lower half completely exposed.

Pulling me back up he plunges a finger into me, then two as I gasp for air and feel his fingers inside of me. "Mamo…" is all I can get out as he pulls me back towards him for a deeper angle for his fingers. I rub myself back against him and feel him hardening under my rubbing. Wanting more I reach back and undo his own pants and push my hand into his boxers. Finding his half erect member I begin to pump him.

He grunts from the effect and jerks himself up into me. "Fuu…Usako…" for a moment he loses himself in the effect of my hand till I squeeze him just enough to make his face twist in a way that tells me he's getting ready to cum already. I get stopped by him as he realizes how close I have him already. "Nice try…"

He slaps my rear again as he pushes me forward to be on all fours again and plunges himself into me in one fell swoop. I gasp in shock but take him completely in as I let out a sound that's between 'finally!' and "holy!' as I feel him taking over my body. I look down and I KNOW that this floor will NOT do for a long time sex session, not on my knees anyways. I bend back towards him, trying to press him to want to leave the kitchen and onto a better surface for sex. He takes this however as, "Kami baby yes!" and slaps my rear and he bounces himself harder into me.

I can't deny the sex is taking my focus away from the hard tile of the floor. I'm even spreading my legs out further and taking more of him into me.

"Please…," I call out feeling a bit like a frog being taken by its mate. He gets a bit faster as I press myself further back towards him. His hips hitting me on each impact, his balls slapping me at each interval as I reach back and pull him in for a kiss.

It's a touch hard considering our positions BUT as he grabs my face and holds me in place, our pace slowing down as he enjoys this just as I am makes me yearn for more of him. I reach back and grab his rear, giving it a small slap myself as he grunts from the effect of it. "I'm guessing you missed the sex as much as I did."

He grins as I smile, "You bet your sweet ass I did."

That's when he pulls out of me and flips me over. I'm a little stunned by this but not complaining. Its then that he pulls me up to my feet, wobbling a bit as he does so then lifts me to be on the counter and plunges in again. I gasp as he begins a new rhythm but finds that the counter is a tad taller than anticipated. Growling he pulls out and pushes me further back on it then climbs up on top of the counter himself. Bracing himself above me I smile at his eagerness.

Before I can utter a word he wraps my legs back around him and pushes back inside. He then pushes my legs to go up and over my head, pinning them there before beginning to plunge in all over again. The angle gives new depth as he sits up and presses his cock into me further. I groan for more of him as I reach for him and with my own flexibility pull him into me as he plunges into me on repeat.

I can feel him expanding my muscles on the inside. I can feel him stretching me out and enjoying every second he's inside of me. When he presses deep in, I can feel his balls pressing into my rear and as he pulls out I can feel his need, his urgency to get back inside of me. Its intense and feels like he can't wait to get back inside of me. I feel his passion as if it were my own and as he pushes in I pull him.

When he pulls out I clench down hard making it hard for him to let go. Making him grunt with the effort to pull out. Making him wish he were back to me already. When he releases my foot from being pinned, I pull them back over his shoulders and watch as he kisses each ankle before pressing himself deeply into me. He bounces back and forth as he jams himself home.

"Yes!" I call out. I can feel my orgasm building up within me. I can feel his length swelling up inside of me. I can even feel his speed increasing and his body getting prepared for his pending release. He hunches forward and begins to press himself into me at a rapid pace. The constant pounding, the pressure of our orgasms is a wonderful feeling especially as our vocals get louder and louder. I can't help but nearly cheer him on.

Egging is more like it as I chant his name and other unintelligible things that make him grin like a mad man and jam himself into me like a freight train. I can't stop the need I have to let my orgasm take over. It's less than a minute later that I feel that familiar sensation take over and bam! My back arches against my will, my body surges with need as I feel my muscles contract around him and feel his own organ pulsate.

In seconds flat he's pumping himself into me, his seed is coming in deep spurts and I can't help but cry out for all of anyone to hear me. That is till he covers my mouth with his and swallows the rest of my cries of pleasure. After several more erratic thrusts and deep diving jams of love inside of me he slumps over. Both of our orgasms having both of us at the same time, though maybe mine a little bit before his as we come down off the pleasing high.

It takes a few seconds for us to come down off that particular high before he climbs off the counter and pulls me slowly off and carries me over to the couch where he deposits us both and allows us to rest from the orgasmic high we were just on.

"I missed that," I tell him as he agrees, "Yeah we need to do that more often."

I smile at his words. "Guess it's a good thing I had to clean the kitchen," I remark knowing it might need to be sanitized…again. I'm not going to complain though. It was well worth it and at least it was our butts that made the impression or the mess and not some wayward dog. Not that there's anything wrong with dogs per say, I love animals, just not when they make a mess of things and the owners knowing full well who's to blame act like it's our fault…so really not the dogs fault.

"Yeah…this time I'll clean up…I did kinda start that in there."

I smirk this time as I give him a kiss, "And while you do that I'll unpack."

As I get up to do just that he looks back at the kitchen. I look over and wonder what he's thinking.

"What?" I ask him.

He remarks, "Do I really need to sanitize it?"

I begin to laugh a bit, "We left fluids on there, yes it needs to be re-cleaned. At least on the counter where we sometimes eat and prepare food."

He sighs, "Okay."

Getting up he throws his bottoms back on and mutters something about 'not a big deal it's our own fluids' before spraying the counter down as I roll my eyes.