sabina21: pretty much, he got a view of Setsuna that he didn't need nor want in his life so yeah things have changed and shifted but he also needed the reality check. He's always been a little bit 'naïve' to the women that want him.

kera69love: very true, she's a good person deep down but I do think her feelings are definitely unprofessional for someone who holds Serenity so high, cause it makes one wonder if she does so out of guilt due to her feelings or if she truly holds Serenity that high cause if she did then it's pretty 'nerving' that she develops those feelings for her Queen's king.

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When you're in the wrong

Drabble 429

Usagi POV

This was getting on my last nerves. I was happy for Setsuna, I really was. She was very smart and creative with her university work, but if Mamoru kept going on and on the way he was one more time about her paper for the university I was going to hit something.

Don't get me wrong I was happy for Setsuna, I really was, her paper was going to be published and she wanted to be sure it looked perfect before it hit the online resources.

However as I looked over the paper and tried to understand it, it just looked more and more like Egyptian calligraphy, so this is beyond my level of study. I'm pretty sure even Ami would have had a hard time with this unless she was on her Mercury computer. I wasn't used to these differential equations or how to map them out so for her to show me then to show Mamoru who got it was a bit disheartening.

I was feeling like I was being talked to in another language whereas they were talking about it like it was as natural as air. Getting upset at feeling dismissed after a while especially when they began to tell jokes about it that I didn't get even in the slightest I tell them, "You know as much fun as this has been I forgot something, I'll be back."

I leave out and go to give Mamoru a kiss at least only for him to bend down to the paper before I can. I turn my head and leave, too upset to look back at this point on it.

I decided to walk around for a bit, to clear my head and to try to think on things. It wasn't until I realized that three hours had passed and I had walked over half of Jubann that I gave up and decided to feed myself at Crown. However once I arrived I saw Setsuna, Chibi-Usa, and Mamoru there having what seemed like a good time. As much as part of me wanted to storm over and yell at them all I could honestly see was how happy they all looked.

They really did appear like a family. I was close enough in range to see the waitress, some new girl went up to them and ask, "Would you and your family like your meal to go sir?"

The way Setsuna blushed and Chibo-Usa grinned like she was enjoying it hit me like a punch in the gut. I felt my shoulders drop, my body sag. I looked over to see a stunned to see me Mamoru sitting there as I felt defeated.

This is what he probably wanted. A more mature setting. Suddenly holding my school briefcase and bento box seemed childish. Suddenly my uniform even seemed like I was a child still. They looked like an adult family, and I was the stupid teen intruding upon them. My head started to run away with scenarios of them. Maybe this is what he really wanted. Someone more mature who could understand him.

I left before anyone could see me or the tears in my eyes. I was foolish to think that he and her were just friends. Of course, she likes him who wouldn't? I ran to the lake once I was out of viewing range and stared out at it for several long minutes questioning how wrong I was and seeing how much better Mamoru could do than me.

"Of course he's out with her. She's so pretty and charming…," I mutter. "Chibi-Usa just loves Setsuna...beautiful, mature Setsuna who probably has never had a zit in her life."

"Setsuna who was just enjoying the idea of being a 'family' with my Mamoru…," I whimper towards the end. I decide to sit down on the grass by the lakefront, hiding myself and my tears behind the tree sitting there. There's no one else out around this time of day as I see not a soul in sight, only the ducks keeping me company.

It wasn't till I heard footsteps approaching that I say to the person, "Nothing personal but I came here to be alone."

I look up to see a stoic Mamoru in front of me. I sigh, "If you've come to tell me SHE'S your new girlfriend relax I got the memo from the waitress that was serving you. I don't need a recap, in fact I get it. Chibi-Usa has made it pretty clear whom she favors in her life as a mother figure."

I couldn't help but feel bitter about this. Maybe I was overreacting, but I was also very upset and he didn't seem to get that.

"Usagi…," he begins, no Usako…I look up, "That was very rude of you today."

My jaw drops as I get up feeling a bit fired up. "I was RUDE?" I nearly demand.

"You were rude to me, very rude." I snap back. He looked at me, "Our friend needed help on her paper and you ignored not only her but also ignored the fact that the paper was on a deadline."

I looked away.

"Luckily, she and I got through it."

He tells me as if their work on it saved the paper but all I can hear is how inadequate I was regarding it. I can't help but feel miffed by this, "Yes stupid Usagi is too dumb to understand a college paper so let's see how she reacts to it and make fun of her later."

He balks, "Is that what you think happened?"

I give him a sharp glare, "It's exactly what happened and what it felt like happened."

He squared his shoulders. "Usagi, we were showing you the paper as I thought that you, a smart girl, could understand it."

I scrutinize him on that one. "Bull…," I say even though I wonder if he has a point in this. Was I the one in the wrong here, or was he? After a beat of silence and him not saying anything, I blurted out the question, "Do you prefer her over me?"

I don't ask it in a snappy tone, or one full of anger or bitterness but in one full of acceptance. Maybe this is a better option for him. She knows the university stuff that he does, she's charming and they do make a nice looking couple. Even Chibi-Usa made it clear to me several times that she'd prefer Setsuna as her mother figure. It hurt each time she did even if it was just to annoy me, it was pretty clear why she said it. I was just trying to save face at this point, "Do you?"

It's the silence that comes from him that tells me what I need to know. He is choosing her over me. No…I want to beg him, to tell him that I'm sorry for any slight that might be on her, but it's too late. I can see the disappointment in his eyes at me. So many reasons flow through. I hold my head up high and grab my school case with the attached bento.

"I'll leave then."

I go to take my leave so I can at least have my dignity if nothing else to me and feel his hand grabbing mine.

I stay strong though, "I hope she's worth it."

There's another beat of silence before he says, "Setsuna is just a friend who needed some encouragement. Her paper was a success,"

"It's not about that Mamo…you give her encouragement but what about whenever I make a score? You never react that way to me," I tell him, still feeling miffed and frankly not only a bit insulted but also ignored.

That's when he told me, "Usagi I didn't react cause I expect more out of you." I narrow my eyes a bit, "You're an intelligent woman, you just need to show it in your work. Setsuna is a college graduate who was having difficulty on a paper and instead of trying to help her, you told her to come to me."

I couldn't help but balk at this in response, "I did that cause I didn't understand it. You did."

I see the wheels turning in his head. Mamoru backs up, "Why didn't you say that?"

I can't help but tell him, "I tried but you were all over Setsuna, talking about how good she is that I felt inadequate."

I hate that I feel so foolish right now. I shouldn't have told him that but I did. That's when Mamoru says, "I was just trying…I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel that way."

I sigh knowing he feels remorseful over it. I nod. "I didn't mean to be mean to Setsuna if I was." I admit.

"I think she got it. She's pretty understanding," he tells me. Before I can ask he says, "Oh and I corrected the waitress, Chibi-Usa was less than thrilled but Setsuna was glad as she was eyeing the other waiter."

This had me thrown off. "She was interested in the waiter?" I asked.

"Yeah, that's why she was blushing," replies.

Now it's my turn to blush as he realized just how much I jumped the gun and over-thought things when in reality Setsuna wasn't interested in Mamoru at all. I feel foolish now.

"I didn't know I…," I bow my head down in shame as he pulls me to the side of the trees, "What made you think that I wanted to be with Setsuna?"

Now it all seemed so silly. "You didn't kiss my goodbye and I saw you all look so happy."

The reasons seemed so valid at the time. Now they just seemed perhaps like I was overthinking them. Or was I?

He sighed, "That was my mistake. I should have given you a goodbye kiss, but I didn't. however…" he pulls me closer to him, holding me closer in place, "I can make up for that now."

I don't give him a second chance to think about it, instead I take him to the trees where teens are known for making out and pull him in for a kiss. He quickly takes note of where we are and drops the pretense of pretending to care about getting caught as we've done this numerous times in the past.

Honestly how we haven't been arrested for indecent exposure at this point is beyond me. I don't question things though, I simply start to pull at his clothes and strip him down as he does to me. The bushes provide really amazing cover as I pull him down on top of me.

He follows without a hitch and gains access to my deepest crevices as I pull at his clothes and begin to press myself onto him. His touches ignite a fire deep inside of me that only he can sooth or put out. Before I can think twice I pull him towards me, pressing him onto my lower lips as he grunts, "Usako…"

I smile…now that's more like it. I massage him gently as he rubs himself against me.

"Mamo…," I pleaded with him, wanting him now more than ever before. He hikes my legs up over his shoulders and in a motion that we've been through so many times we know each other's bodies better than our own he slips himself into me. I can't stop the cry that erupts from me so Mamoru places his hand over my mouth. I don't question it in fact I actually revel in it as it's a bit of a turn on for him to do it to me.

As he begins to thrust deeper into me, harder as I press him into me I can't help but bite my lip a bit as I feel him pressing into my deepest reaches. My body turns to liquid fire from his touches as I widen my legs up for his touch. I'm so ready and willing for this that as he continues to press himself into me I can only think of how much he's filling me up with his hard massive heat that makes me want to cry out for more.

He stretches me out so well that it's hard to imagine that anyone could be this well endowed and yet he is because he makes me feel like I could extend the gills and do it all again the next time and the time after that and every time he does it. Mamoru is the only man who has ever made me feel the way that I feel. Which is probably why he's currently got me legs spread over his shoulders right now.

He knows what I like, what he likes, and he's not afraid to go after it with me. I can only imagine how much quicker this could have happened had I not over thought things earlier today. Shoving it to the side I force myself to refocus on the wonderful man above me and the wonderfully thick member of his that is currently embedded deeply within me. Every time one of his thrusts pushes into me I can't help but want to scream out for more.

It's when he pulls out that I whimper for more only to feel him flipping me over to slip into me from behind. It's a nice little position to slip into especially when he has access to my rump and begins to slap at it to his heart's content.

"Please…" I called out, hoping he'll do it again. Each thrust inside gives me one more slap to my rear. Thrust, slap, thrust slap…I cry out with muffled yelps as he grunts himself. I arch my back and feel his hands extend the angle of it more.

"Usako…," he mutters as he presses himself into me. Firm, smooth strokes that make me want to beg for more of him.

"Mamo…" I call out, my voice not daring to hit an octave too high for fear of someone hearing us. Yet he's hitting all the right notes and making me want to cry out for the pleasure he's giving me. His pace and tempo begin to increase.

His stamina almost seems to increase as he presses himself continuously into me. My legs are spread out wide. Wider than usual as he hikes them up and presses himself deeper into me. I can't stop the moans from coming out now. I can't stop the sounds from increasing nor can he at this rate. We're both having problems maintaining our position as he begins to lose himself in the moment as I am.

I don't want to stop the motions, I want to keep going as he presses himself into me. I hold onto him as if for dear life before I feel his body begin to give way. Yet I feel my release hit first. It's a shocking loopy lull I get thrown into but it's deliciously delirious all the same as when I orgasm. He jerks once, twice, eight more times before he grunts his final release deep inside of me. It feels so incredible that we have a hard time stopping for a moment.

We only come to a full stop when he rolls us back over and secures me on top, giving us both a chance to rest and relax from the tension of that bouting orgasmic fun.

"That was…" I begin as I try to catch my breath.

"Something we need to do again? I concur," he agrees as we give ourselves a few minutes to collect ourselves.

"I'm really happy for her," I tell him.

"Me too, she rarely gets the recognition she deserves," he agrees.

"I think I'll bake her a cake," I tell him.

"Or that curry dinner was really good," he suggests as I wonder, "What's wrong with my cakes?" he looks to me before giving me a grin.

"Nothing, but these cakes…," he toys with my breasts as I gasp in the slight shock of his suggestion, "Are for me to nibble on only."

As he leans in to go to town to nibble I can't help but smile at the way this day has gone down.