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Hell hath no fury

Drabble 453

Usagi POV

How did I not see it coming? How did I not realize what last night was about? I'm fuming at my job right now, putting a happy face on for customers when really I'm plotting a nice revenge case for Mamoru for NOT understanding me and merely placating me with sex.

Yes, fine I gave into it. Yes it was damned good…really good…a tinge of rough good…great even…damned it was hot and amazing.

HOWEVER that doesn't justify him giving me a quick kiss in the am saying 'thanks for being amazingly understanding' then taking off for his own job. It took me a few minutes to let realization and lack of sex hormones drop down and allow logical thinking to kick in. He totally got it over on me with sex last night and I LET him.

I was disappointed in myself for being so easy on him last night. Disappointed for NOT being hard on him for ignoring me in favor of his studies which I could have been more understanding about had he relayed some of the issues to me.

Yet he did not. He simply relayed something about his professors and the rest got garbled up in the sex and that's where my focal point went to since it had been a bit for us. I was cursing my own hormones for giving in so easily.

I saw the phone ring once more with his name and hit silent on it as I waited for Minako. Instead, I texted him…I'm busy, I'll call you later. Yes, perhaps it was a bit blunt and harsh, and maybe I could explain myself to him especially after his five calls and two texts, but he wasn't this adamant before the last few weeks. I scroll through our texts and this is the most activity he's given me in weeks.

It's infuriating to a degree. That's when he texts back…please call me when you can.

I resist the urge to give in and call him now. Instead I focus forward and see Minako coming in. She sits with me in a booth near the corner, "I got your '911' what happened?" she asks. "Do I need to kick someone's ass?"

"Maybe…maybe not. I haven't decided yet." As I relay to her what happened between Mamoru and I she nods along till I finish and responds, "Yeah you can thank that sex session to me."

Confusion runs through me, "Say what?" I ask her this time.

"Yeah I went to visit him at uni."

Still confused, I ask her, "More context please."

She takes a sip of her drink and responds, "So he was enjoying his meal, any who, his professor appears, this old stick in the mud who may as well have 'I have no sex life' tattooed across his forehead.' I swear the man would turn down sex if it was from Aphrodite herself and that's saying something."

I was working hard not to rush her but seriously. "Okay…" I usher her along.

"Anyways, the professor was very, very anal about Mamoru working and working only on university life. Actually even commending him for putting studies above everything and everyone. You'd think Mamoru had cured cancer or was on his way to a Nobel or something." She flags a waitress down, "Can I get a large fry and a tea please thank you." Then she looks at me. "So when Mamoru heard that he said a few things to the professor, but the professor made it clear that he wanted Mamoru to keep up ignoring everything but work."

I was taken aback by this.

"The way the professor saw it was that the pursuit of logic, science and medicine takes precedence over all other matters."

I was stunned to say the least, "Really?"

I muttered, "Oh even better…" she looks up to the waitress as she gives her the drink, "Thank you." Taking a sip she remarks, "So after Mamoru left making sure his professor knew how he felt about that I followed said professor."

My brows arched up at that.

"You did what?" I asked, "And please tell me the story has an ending where I don't have to appear in court in your defense."

She rolls her eyes at me, "Relax Usagi, I haven't had to do that in…a while." She waves off. "And that was an accident. Anyways I followed him back to his office and demanded to know why he didn't see the logic in familial relations or in that of common interests." She takes another sip as her fries arrive. Grabbing one she munches on the salty treat with heaven eyes before saying, "He apparently sees no use in human interaction unless it's to further scientific goals. He was trying to get Mamoru to be just as committed as he himself is and believe me the man is COMMITTED." She flattens her hand on the table as she grabs more fries, "He truly believes his words and what he represents which I don't know is better or worse than a hypocrite."

We both think on that for a second. "Either way I gave him a dose of his own medicine when I pulled the charm out on him. Just to see if 'biology' could corrupt his 'logical side'." M

y eyes widen, "Minako…What did you do?" and yes there was a hint of fear in my voice at what she did to the man.

Her smile turns to a grin, "OH should I NOT have seduced him in his own office…?"

My brows shoot up to my forehead. "Are you insane?!" I look around hoping my raised voice isn't gaining attention. "Mamoru's professor will kill him, ruin his chances at his next semester grade." Oh crap! I begin to internally freak out as I imagine all the scenarios that Minako's stunt might have put us into when she laughs.

"Relax Usagi, I didn't actually do that, but your face though. You should have seen your face!"

I recover a bit but am now perturbed. "Minako!" she wipes a tear of laughter away, "Relax Usagi, ever since you moved into Mamoru's you're more uptight than you used to be."

Perhaps Mamoru's stoic side IS rubbing off on me a bit. I grumble, "Minako what did you do? Give it to me straight."

She sighs, "Spoiled sport." I stare at her, "Fine, I told him that if he didn't ease up on Mamoru and give him a fair shot with his dedication level then I was going to go to the board and report him for harassment."

I was taken aback by her words and new demeanor. "But he didn't harass you…or Mamoru…did he?" I ask, trying to figure out that angle.

"He technically did with his cafeteria stunt and in telling Mamoru to basically disregard you. It's a fine line BUT my crocodile tears can have a jury eating out of my hands." I open my mouth to protest when she puts on said act for me to see and gives a nice performance.

"It's a tinge scary how good you are at that," I remark as she winks and eats more fries.

"Look, just get together with Mamoru and tell him how you feel and with professor 'I don't get laid' no longer an issue for him he can be more relaxed and focused."

I nod, "Seriously thanks." I look at my phone, "And now I Gotta go, thanks."

She happily munches on her fries as I leave off, her parting words, "Another relationship saved by me."

Four hours later, I realize that revenge isn't what I want. I want to talk things out and have a heart to heart with Mamoru. It's what we need and frankly it's what I really want. Getting home I see him in the kitchen making us dinner. The smell hits my nose as he looks over, a slightly worried expression on his face.

"Are things okay?" he asks as he puts the veggies he made, grilled bell peppers, and the protein being seasoned to his taste so I know it'll be good to me too, pork chops.

The one thing I've got to give to this man is his taste pallet. I sigh, "Not entirely." I admit as I put my purse down, kick off my shoes, put on the house slippers and sigh as I sit at the counter. The bar stool acted perfectly for me on this.

"What's wrong?" he asks, turning off the heat for both.

"Listen I know we got caught up in the heat of the moment last night, but we really didn't go over what the actual problem was," I begin as he deflates his shoulders a bit. "I love you Mamoru, I do, you know this, but we have to find a happy equal medium to work with when it comes to work and studying."

I feel like I'm rushing to get this out. Perhaps I'm nervous of his reaction. "Your studies are important to you, I get that and they're important to me because your dreams are important to me as well." I want him to know that I do understand this and him in this.

"I know how long you've worked and struggled to get to where you're at now, but I don't think you were taking in how your actions this last month, sans last night…" I push that to the side in a metaphorical sense, "Reflected on us, let alone how I felt about us in the last month that you were studying. I will always support you, you know this, but you can't block out everything else just so that you can focus on one thing."

"You need to give your mind a break when you can so that you can look at that material with refreshed eyes and even see new avenues that previously you didn't see." I can only hope that he's understanding where I'm coming from. "Yes you need to put in a certain amount of hours to study, BUT…you also need more to relax than just sleep and eating."

He doesn't see all of what I could have done for him. What we could have done for each other. "I could have given you a massage to help, we could have scheduled date nights better so that we could have discussed not only your studies but food for the week or work or anything else that would have helped you relax and have given us a chance to build on us as a whole." I watch his face for a reaction. He seems stunned by my words as he loads the dishes for us in a small muted silence.

For a few moments I'm afraid that I've upset him but I am speaking the truth and I won't be faulted for how I feel. He lifts his head up once he puts the plate of food in front of me. Neither of us are eating just yet. "Mamoru…?" I ask him after a beat of silence, wondering why he's so stoic right now. "

I know I fucked up a bit." He raises his head. His blunt admission has me sitting back a bit in slight relaxation. "I focused entirely too much on schooling and while I'm glad for the massively good grade I got, I know I was just freaking myself out over that previous grade. That and letting the professor get to me…that was on me."

He looks at me, "There were several times when I should have done something different." He adds. He begins to cut into the food once he hands me a knife and fork. "But I can't change that. I can only work on a better future."

I can see the hope in his eyes that he didn't do more damage than we are discussing right now. He's barely chewing his food and the hand his fork is on for the peppers is loose. We're both beginning to lose our appetite. I haven't even begun to cut into my food just yet, that's how tense things feel right now. "That's all I ask for, but it has to be on both sides because Mamoru, I was trying so hard to get your attention."

My emotions begin to take over. "Hell I was naked in front of you many times and you legit did NOTHING."

He lowers his head, "Do you have any idea how embarrassed and honestly how ugly I felt when the love of my life was able to ignore me in that state of undress?"

I pushed the food away, no longer hungry and in fact feeling very much into my own feelings. "I was so exposed and I felt very raw out in the open, yet you seemed like it was another day at the office," I admitted to him, tears beginning to form in my eyes. "I thought for a small bit of time that maybe you found someone else…I threw that notion away though when I saw how serious and focused you were on schooling…but that's how crazed my thoughts got when you pushed me out and ignored me." I brush the tear away.

"Usagi, you have no idea how much strain I felt during those weeks," He tells me, looking at me in the eyes as I feel captured in them. "When you were naked those nights, it took every ounce of willpower I had, every fiber of me to NOT act out what I wanted to do. I felt like I was putting myself through torture to NOT make love to you cause if I even touched you in any way that wasn't a simple kiss, Usagi I didn't have the willpower to throw you down and make hard, raw, fast, all over the place love to you."

I can see the pain in his face as he abandons the rest of his food. He comes over to my side of the counter as I abandon my plate too. Both of us caught up in the emotions to care much about it. "Not touching you for those weeks just so I could focus on my studies was the ONLY way to get through it cause Usagi, you're such a temptation. You're more beautiful to me than Aphrodite, more of a vixen to me than a siren…you make me so, for lack of a better term, horny…"

I almost crack a smile on that…almost.

"That if I DIDN'T keep from simply touching you during that time, Usagi I was so close to snapping and, pardon the term, fucking you raw, that I was tempted to buy suppressants just to calm down my raging libido. Thankfully I didn't have to as the test came up but that's how badly I wanted you. That's how HARD it is every aspect of that word to keep myself from you. That's how much I love you…how much I want to be with you."

I hated that those words enflamed me. That he was looking at me with such loving intensity that all I wanted to do was jump his bones right now. Only my residual anger held me at bay from doing just that, "Usagi, I messed up badly and I'll do anything to make it up to you."

As easy as it would be to push his head down to do what my body is calling for, I instead use my self- control to get it out.

"You can start by promising me better communication, no more cutting me out and most of all…if something is going on tell me even if it's not something I want to hear."

He nods his head vigorously, "Absolutely. I've got to maintain this better so that…my university life and my life with you are made equal."

I put my hand over his, "Mamoru, both your university life and our life together are important…it's not just about equal it's about balancing us both out so that one doesn't overcompensate the other."

He smiles. "Your right…And I let one overrule the other…not anymore though. In fact…" he pulls out his phone and shuts it off. "No more of anything else tonight, just us."

I smile and now that THAT is out of the way my body feels more in control and less out of it. However it doesn't erase the hormonal need I have for him. I pull him in for a kiss as he pulls me into his form and in seconds flat I'm wrapping my legs around his waist and pressed into the wall.

I already know where this is going and frankly now that we've had a chance to talk I can't stop the need I have to make him mine again. University can wait, he's mine right now. Unbuckling his belt doesn't take much effort, especially when he's so eager to get his own pants off. He lowers me only enough to undo and get my pants off as he pulls his fully erect member out and I see him in all of his hardened glory.

I lean forward to taste him a bit but other than a few seconds of having my tongue on him he pulls me up and wraps my legs back around his waist before he finds purchase and plunges deep inside of me. I gasp in need and near shock. I bite my lip feeling how hungry for this I am and honestly I'm even more hungry for it now than I was last night. Perhaps due to the emotional outpour who knows.

All I do know is that at this angle with him inside of me he feels bigger and more in control. I pull him to me as he grabs at my hair, pulling just enough to elicit a cry of pleasure from me, knowing that I like a little bit of hair pulling. His mouth attaches to my neck in a fervor of heat and passion as I feel little nips against the tender bare flesh. I claw a bit at his shoulders, holding onto his back with my other hand.

He presses my legs up against the wall, widening me up as he looks down at us. Watching himself going in and out.

"You like to watch a bit don't you," I egg him on. He looks up at me and his expression is loving, yet dark…I love it. It's like a combination of both the good boy in Mamoru and his bad boy self that only I get to see. He reaches down and rubs up on my clit, making me throw my head back.

"And you like it when I tease your little cunny," he retorts back, my back arching forward to press my center more towards his own. I can feel his cock pressing against the most intimate parts of me. I can feel his head pressing against the furthest reaches of me, just gently taping it with each thrust.

"Oh Mamo…," I encourage him, wanting more of what he has to give as he plunges harder and faster into me.

Our needs are beginning to take over and make this more about them than about the emotional outpour we just had. That's when he pulls out almost all the way and thrusts only part way in for several moments. It's a tease and not enough for what we want but he's doing it anyway. I call out to him, "Please…" and try to pull him in. He pulls back however and presses forward fully when he knows he's at his own wits end.

Just when I'm about to smack him for teasing me like this he pulls fully out, lowers me to the ground and pushes me over the side arm of the couch. I barely have time to react before he pulls my hips back towards him and plunges in again, his member hits a different angle that makes me cry out for more. "Yes…," I hiss as he slaps my rear.

"Kami Usako…I love how your ass ripples when I slap it."

I widen my own legs up, feeling wonton and fully exposed yet fully loving every bit of it. He makes me feel like I can be fully me, fully open to him. He arches me further over the couch, his slamming thrusts get harder and faster and somehow he keeps me on the couches arm without any issue as he now shifts his position and jams himself into me. I cry out, arching my back and try to follow his pace.

Yet I don't have much leverage. My feet are barely touching the floor as it is and his legs are already bent in their pursuit to plunder me. Not that I'm complaining, he has the majority of the control. "Usako…" he tightens his grip on my hips as he pushes in and out again and again, the need rises up as his thrusting intensity increases.

"Give me all of you." It's the last words I manage to get out before he pounds into me. It's like I'm sent to oblivion and back. His pounding thrusts take me over the edge and I'm left with a high pulsing waving need that takes over my body. It hits me that I'm orgasming as I feel his own length pouring his seed into me, feeling the pumping of him as he grunts out his own finality and caresses my body. His touch is so soothing after the intense session that we have as he pulls out and pulls me gently onto the couch.

He slumps on the floor next to me letting his legs go beneath him for a moment. It takes us several minutes to come back from that one but we eventually do as I look at him happily dazed, "That was nice…" emphasis on nice as he looks at me with an arched brow.

"Nice? Just nice?" Before I can defend it in the manner of 'it's all my brain is computing right now' he says, "I need to do better than 'nice'."

Okay if that's what he wants I'm NOT objecting to it.