sabina21: you shall soon find out.

kera69love: yeah it was traumatizing for her and I've known for some guys to say that to their partners. Unfortunately. I believe that while Mamoru is technically loaded I think he doesn't have full access till he's hit like 25 or something.

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Trauma's in the air

Drabble 450

Luna POV

I left the room, a bit shell shocked as my paws were a little unsteady around me. I was NOT expecting to see or HEAR that. I feel queasy, a bit off and my body is feeling uncomfortably warm. I suddenly want to shower the memories of what I just heard away. I had gone into that room for all of three bloody seconds…three seconds…three seconds and clothes were suddenly tossed on me.

I ducked up under the bed to get away from it for a moment then as more clothes were dropped blocking any chance of escape the sounds came. I was frozen in shock for a few moments before I tried to leave but sheer terror of them finding out I was in the room kept me in place. I didn't want Usagi to think I was spying on her. This was the LAST thing I ever wanted to hear or know about.

I mean I get that they're sexual. Of course they are BUT, I don't want to or need to hear about it. It's one thing to know, it's another to hear the voices in your head. I never once really put much thought into what they were doing. It was such a simple time…now I have the voices, their proclamations of love and passion etched into my head and I DID NOT NEED THAT!

I allowed my body to sit down near the couch. I didn't even have the energy to jump up on the couch as I decided to just lay sprawled out on the wood floor. The cool wood was nice against my fur and helped to cool the uncomfortable sensation down. I could hear muffled voices, but no one came out yet so I figured they were trying to figure out a way to not feel as embarrassed as I felt leaving out. That was something that I NEVER want to hear or have the mental pictures of again.

THANKFULLY I couldn't see them too well, but the bed springs were bouncing, the many, many, many times they nearly hit the ground from the impact and how they almost hit me nearly a half dozen times before I scrambled myself away from the center of the bed. That was a bad trip in and of itself. When I first got under there it was to duck the clothes and dodge the impacting bed hits from their act of love.

I swear I've never dodged so many hits that weren't aimed at me before in my life. It was like a real life game of 'pop the weasel'. If I was a bystander watching it, I would have laughed at the person who nearly got hit nearly six to seven times by their charges having passionate sex on the bed while I was stuck under it and too terrified to even speak up or worse yet, announce myself and have to painfully crawl out from under there I the middle of it.

Though I guess it was still bad considering they saw me sneaking out anyways. If I had been able to be more sneakier than I could have but at that moment, my legs were too shaky and I had the sounds fresh in my head. As it was now I felt a bit traumatized and frankly, it would take a while for the sounds to leave my mental state of mind. Instead I got nearly hit by bed springs while two people had sex on top of it, and had to duck the falling clothes so I wouldn't get trapped and yet I got trapped anyways.

Oh is the irony of life. Perhaps I should try to go back in now though. I hadn't heard anything for several minutes and it sounded quieter now. My body was more willing to move now. I guess the initial shock faded from my body and what was left in place was needing to confront the other two in the room and make a mental note of NOT EVER going into their room again for any reason that wasn't life or death unless they asked.

I went back to the door and using my tiny bit of strength left I hit the knob just enough to get it to open the door. I walked in, more cautious than before but still, I walked in and at first saw nothing, no one on the bed. My body relaxed a tiny bit wondering if maybe they had decided to end their carnal activities for the day and were unpacking more in the closet. Hell, I completely forgot why I went into their room to begin with.

I know I went into the spare room to give them space, but I got so thrown by the act that I don't even remember why I was in the main bedroom. I took a few steps inside and saw what I knew would heighten my trauma. Standing there with Usagi's legs wrapped around his waist before shifting her again was Mamoru standing against the wall, pressing Usagi into it as she held onto him for dear life.

My jaw dropped as he had his head buried in her neck for a while before switching over to putting her on the dresser. Seeing his bare ass and her legs wide as possible to accommodate him I started to back out and found myself falling over fallen clothes on the floor as I scrambled to get the hell out of the room and try to close the door behind me. Clothing in the way prevented the door from closing for me.

I eventually gave up and backed up completely from the door. At this point I didn't even care that Usagi and Mamoru would know that I probably saw them. I just wanted out of the vicinity. I made it a few steps further back and felt a wave of dizziness and even nausea hit me. I knew I should be on the couch but once again the overheating was hitting me and I needed a cool place to be so I laid on the ground muttering, "How does the same shit happen to the same cat twice?" as I passed out from the shock of it all.

Usagi POV

I know I should have gone to check on Luna, but I was seriously trying to stop from busting out laughing at the way she waddled out of here. You'd think she just got hit with a wave of trauma adrenaline or something.

"How did we not notice she was in here?" Mamoru asked me, stifling his own laughter.

"I don't know," I muffled as I went over to him to enjoy his warmth and comfort in the moment. The pleasure fading now and round two bound to be coming soon, I wanted to ask him. "So are we good with things?"

He sighs at my words. "Yeah…I also had a chance to rethink some of what I said and yeah…sorry."

I smiled. "Thank you…I know it was partially my fault but still, thank you." Putting his hand on my leg I gave him a kiss.

"You know we might not see Luna for a tiny bit after this," he tells me.

I smile when he gives me a matter-of-fact expression. This changes my tune a bit, "You don't think she's upset at us do you? This is our bedroom, where WE have sex, frequently."

It's so obvious. He comments, "True, very true, but we didn't exactly check to make sure that she wasn't in here. We just sort of went with the flow."

Realizing he was right I wondered then if she was upset or if she had the right to be upset at us.

"So what do we do then?" I ask him, wondering if round two wasn't going to happen now or if it was going to just be put on hold. I was still itching for more sexual time with Mamoru. I was rounding up on a horny time for my next cycle and this one I was definitely feeling it more strongly than before. It's why we scheduled the vacation when we did, so I wouldn't land on it while on vacation.

However the vacation didn't go as planned and now we were making up for it a bit with our time this week before our work schedules got a bit more hectic. Again.

"I say we make the most of it and go for round two rather than none at all," I admit, wanting to put it out there that I want sex with him and that Luna can wait. It's not like she's injured or anything. She just heard us during the act, that can't be too bad right?

"Another round…?" he asks as he looks me over and grins, already thinking what I'm thinking. I don't even bother to respond with words as I get up, drop the sheets around my body and straddle his waist as I rub my center up against his heated member.

"Oh Usa…" he mutters as he pulls me towards him harder. Our kisses get more and more heated as we start up round two.

"She's out there still," He reminds me, and while bringing up Luna should calm down the passion and lust I'm feeling, it honestly doesn't stop it.

"Then she'll be out there when we're done here," I reinforce, dismissing his concerns for now and rubbing myself against him like a cat in heat…no pun intended. Our grunts of pleasure get stronger as our hands touch skin to skin once more.

"Then I hope for her sake she can't hear what I'm about to do to you." His rough voice and sultry promise have me aching for more of him.

"Why is that?" I wonder, a coy curiosity in my voice.

"Cause of what I'm going to do to you next," I grin.

"Promise?" he grins right back and lifts me up enough to press the head right up against me as I rub my lower lips against him.

"So good…," I bit my bottom lip and felt him slowly sliding into me. Treating it as a gentle motion that belays the promised rounds to come and making me hope that this gets passionate as it goes on.

Once he's fully seated within me I feel him stretching me out to the fullest reaches. I feel his cock pressing into me with such ease that I can't help but moan for more of him already. Round two starts now. He grabs me by my rear and starts a slow steady rhythm of raise, flexing and receding that makes us both moan but keeping the pace even. I go along with this, enjoying the pace initially even as I want more.

Once I feel his pace begin to increase I start to bounce back on him harder than before yet not too hard. He grunts and with a swift movement on his end picks me up from the bed and turns us both around to press me into and against the wall that faces the bed. Right next to both the tall boy dresser and the shorter other one that has some items on there. I brace my hand against the dresser and hold onto him as the rhythm begins to increase.

Now the changed angle makes him feel deeper, like he's penetrating harder with my weight on top to press down onto him. He gives me a lust and passion filled expression that makes me want to hold onto him and never let go. It gives me a more incessant need to keep him close to me as he can keep pounding away inside of me. Which is what he does as I hold on tightly to his form, his member pounding new thrusts into me at each hit.

My legs tighten up around his hips as he goes at it with me. Then in a stroke of utter yumminess he pulls my legs out from around him and pins them two each side of the wall as I'm spread out before him. The move alone is enough to make me whine for more of what he has to give as I give equal amounts back. I can tell that as I clench my inner muscles around his cock that he's getting ready to increase things yet again.

Unpinning me from the wall he moves us over to the shorter dresser. Pushing items off of it that I know I'll have to re-organize later on, my butt is now firmly centered on it as he angles his hips to keep on thrusting into me. I could care less about the items right now, or about anything else that's not with this man that is literally balls deep inside of me. The pace grows faster as I hold onto him closer to me.

He pulls my legs up to go nearly over my head as I brace myself back against the mirror attached to the dresser. I feel its coolness against my skin as I take in his pressing thrusts. Enjoying the sensations he's evoking from me. He grunts his own sounds as I listen to them with astuteness, wanting to make sure he's enjoying this as much as I am. Once I can feel his member shifting, once it begins to get bigger I can tell he's getting to the tail end of his own orgasmic experience here with me.

I grab his rear and then slap it, making him pump harder and faster into me. Enjoying the sensation of him jerking off into me harder at each impact. I call out his name, feeling my own orgasm start to take hold. Wanting to feel it and him together as one as we both strive to meet that goal together. He releases my legs as he lays me down flatter on the dresser, going sideways on it so he can get a leg up.

It won't last for long though, as he's getting ready to cum as I am. I feel for his rear as I pull him in. Pressing him down onto me as I feel him invading every last millimeter of my cavern and enjoying every second of it.

"Please…," I begged him. As he jackhammers himself into me and pounds in till the only sound there is, is our hips colliding together. My sounds grow louder as he does the same and before either of us know it our orgasm takes control over us, calling out the others names in passion.

It takes us both several long minutes to come down from the highs we were just on. Neither of us are willing to depart from the other's bodies just yet. Wanting to hold onto each other for a while longer.

"Now that was amazing," I admit. Not that the previous one wasn't but that was a bit of a heavy hitter. It's only when we hear a thump outside that we clumsily get ourselves clothed and put somewhat together as we emerge from the bedroom.

Nothing appears amiss, if anything it's quiet as a mouse inside. We look over the floor and see nothing initially. At this point Mamoru has on only his boxers while I have on a robe to cover my bits.

"What was that noise?" Mamoru asks me, as he checks the place out.

"No idea but it was definitely on the wooden floor." I note as he agrees. It's only when we round the couch that we both see a dazed looking Luna sprawled out on it.

"What the…are you okay?" I ask her, fearing something bad has happened to my feline friend as she mutters out the words, "Give me a knife."

I'm confused by her request as I look her over for any injuries. "What for? Was there an attack? I'm not seeing any injuries," I tell Mamoru as he looks her over.

We both stop however when she remarks as dead as the night, "For my eyes…I want to cut them out from seeing you two…seeing you two…oh…legs up in the air…the wall…the dresser…oh make the images stop."

That's when it hits us both as we wince a little. She was dazed from seeing us having sex…again.

"To be fair we thought we were alone in the room," I tried as she looked at me.

"Since when do you bend in that position?" I open my mouth to answer when she snaps, "That was rhetorical!"

I stop short and say, "Sorry…?"

Yet I'm not even close to truly being sorry for what she heard. Mamoru holds back a smirk of his own and can't help himself either, "At least you know Usagi's being thoroughly treated well in the bedroom."

I grin as Luna's head falls back to the floor.