87WW thank you for this prompt idea.

Over the next couple of days, I'll be posting one-shots that were prompt ideas from some of my readers. I hope you enjoy them.

If you're looking for other one-shots (of a different variety - still M) for Sailor Moon, I also have Finding Love that I've been posting one-shots to. I'm posting a new one-shot in there today, Courage, Darien drinks some liquid courage to approach Serena at a party and he overindulges.

As always, I would love to hear your thoughts and opinions on my one-shots. Reviews = LOVE and it makes my day.


Darien looked at Serena in confusion and lust when she walked out of the bathroom. "As incredibly sexy as that swimsuit looks on you, we have a private hot spring. There isn't a need for you to wear a stitch of clothing. It's why I rented this room in particular —my cock insisted."

Serena was in something that he would hate having her wear in public. Everything about her swimsuit made a man think of sex. It was red and looked like the color of a red ribbon for wrapping. It definitely made him think of unwrapping her. The bikini bottoms were tied on with string and the fabric barely covered her bare pussy. The top also tied and looked like ribbons strung over her breasts.

"Oh, I know all about that, and why you got this private hot spring. Buuuut…." She grabbed a camera out of the drawer and handed it to him. "How am I going to make my swimsuit modeling debut with the most famous photographer if I'm not wearing one?" She stepped forward, placed a hand on his chest, and said huskily, "My agent warned me you use unconventional methods to get the best photographs. He also told me I should submit to your methods if I want to be famous one day. I'd willingly do anything to get on the cover."

He swallowed hard and groaned, "And that's why you're wearing a bathing suit that looks like it's made for a porno?"

"Yes, that's exactly why. Head out to the hot spring and I'll join you in a minute. We'll need water for the swimsuit photoshoot."

He leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the lips. "I love you."

"That's because I'm the best," she teased.

"You really are."


Darien was waiting by the hot spring thinking about how he was about to have a memory card full of sexy pictures of Serena. He smiled to himself, he knew he just had to ask and she'd let him print them all. He was going to have an erotic photo album of his amazing wife. That would go in the drawer of his nightstand for him to enjoy.

There was just something about his wife that got his blood flowing —south. She walked out and he felt himself grow even harder. He loved the idea of her posing for him.

"What would you like me to do first? you're the expert, and I'll do as you say." And he knew she would, not because of the game, but because she trusted him completely.

"Crawl towards me on your hands and knees, arching your back and pressing out your massive boobs. They're one of your best assets." He raised the camera to his eye and began snapping pictures.

Watching her crawl towards him as if begging for him drove him even more crazy. He loved her, and so did the camera. He knew the pictures would look incredible.

"Next, crook your legs and sit back on one hip. Good. Now arch your back and put your hands behind your head." He took pictures of her body arched and spread out for him. Sex-goddess was all he could think of when he looked at her.

"Lay on your stomach and prop yourself up on your elbows. Then bend your knees and look back at me over your shoulder. Your perfect ass is the main focus of this shot." He moved, so he was angled looking at her from behind, a bit to the side. Her ass, mostly exposed, was the star of the picture.

"Rollover, Serena, and lay flat on your back, looking up at me with your legs bent and spread wide, hands above your head." He couldn't help himself. After he took the picture, he caressed her flat stomach. "Such a vision."

He then cleared his throat and said, "On your knees this time, and sit down on your heels. Arch your back and grab under one boob pressing it up as if offering it to me." He let out a low growl, snapped some photos, and then bent down and sucked her tit through her top. "You're good at this. You've convinced me you want me to have your tits."

"Now, move into position to act like you're about to give a man a blowjob. Grab your breasts in your hands and press them together." He was almost crazy with desire, and all that helped him hold it together was the knowledge that he'd have these pictures to look at in the future. He took multiple pictures.

"Sit on the edge of the hot spring and spread your legs. I want you to cup water in your hands and let it run down between your breasts, throw your head back like it's a lover's touch." His brain added like it was my touch as he took more pictures.

"Next, I want you to get in the water and lay back, let the water cover everything up to your boobs. They are the focus of this photo." He was losing it and knew he was reaching the end of his control. He took photo after photo of her sexy, wet body.

"Now, sit on the ledge of the hot spring and arch your back, Serena." He watched as she did as he instructed. Commanding her body into sexy, erotic positions was driving him crazy. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He couldn't calm himself any longer. He reached the end of his self-control. "Slowly remove your bikini top –take your time. I want to get lots of pictures."

She looked up at him coyly, "But this is a swimsuit photoshoot."

"Yes, that's true, but I'm going to make you incredibly famous, and this is my… incentive to work hard on your behalf. These shots will be for my private collection, or do you have a problem with that?"

"I'm going to be famous?"

He chuckled, "With my talent and your hot body? Everyone in the world is going to know you. Don't worry. I don't share my things. No one else will ever see these next pictures."

"In that case, I'm yours to do whatever you want with. I'll do anything to be famous."

"Even me?" he asked hopefully, looking at her over the edge of the camera.

She raked her eyes over his body slowly from head to toe. He felt it as clearly as if it were a physical touch. "Oh, Darien, I would enjoy sex with you so much, and it just so happens that you're exactly my type."

"And what's your type, Serena?" he asked huskily.

"A sexy man that can make me super famous. I'd do anything to get to the top of my profession, even if that means I have to be under you to do it."

He chuckled darkly, "Who said anything about me being on top? Well, I will be, but you should know a photographer has multiple positions in mind. Now, seduce me with that amazing body."

Serena moved her hands to the back clasp of her bra, "Ready for your private photoshoot?"

"Fuck yes!" He brought the camera up to his eye again so that he could capture every sexy motion, every curve, and every erotic bit of her.

He snapped pictures as she slowly removed her top, Serena arched her back, and her large breasts were pressed in his direction. Her head was tilted back, and there was a look of pleasure on her face. He knew she enjoyed giving him such an erotic show. When the bikini top was off, she dropped it to the side and held her pose. She then locked eyes with the camera and gave him a look of pure desire.

He set the camera down on a table and sat behind her, not caring that he got wet. He then reached around her and slid his hand under her bikini bottoms. He whispered into her ear as he penetrated her with his finger, "This next shot, I want you to look like you just orgasmed. Let me help you with that. I like to make things… authentic in my photos, even in my private collection."

He then placed his thumb on her clit and slid another finger inside of her. "You're perfect." He then brought her to orgasm with his fingers, and she screamed out in pleasure. He sucked his fingers clean as he raced to get the camera. He groaned as he took pictures of her with her head thrown back, blissed out from her orgasm. Her body screamed of sex, and her nipples were hard. He was going to cherish those photos.

"Take off your bikini bottoms. Stand on the ledge and show me your ass as you bend over to take them off."

He began snapping pictures of her perfect heart-shaped ass as she did just what he commanded.

Once they were off, he said, "Lean over the edge and show me your ass, then look back at me over your shoulder." Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. He kept taking photos of her looking so sexy, all for him and his pleasure.

He was so keyed up he was strung tight, "Out of the water on your knees –look at me." He snapped pictures as he walked over to her. Then he pulled open his pants frantically and whipped them off. He next removed his shirt. He stood in front of her with the camera and said, "Now come the photos of you sucking me off. Tell me that's not too far, Serena."

"That's not too far. I look forward to looking at your private photo collection later." And just like that, he knew he had permission to print them out and keep them.

She moved forward and took his cock in her mouth, and sucked. As she gave him a blowjob that left him weak in the knees, he took pictures of her with his cock in her mouth.

"You were right, my sweet, sex-addiction. I am going to have you on your back in my bed. Make sure your legs are spread wide for me."

She was desperate for him after the erotic play they'd had so far. She made it quickly to the bed and was surprised but excited when he came in, snapping pictures of her laid out on the bed for him.

He then set the camera down and crawled over her. "I'm going to make you so famous." He then thrust his cock into her wet pussy, and she arched her back in pleasure. "Too rough?" he teased.

She locked eyes with him, "You're the only photographer I'll work with from now on. I think we've come to a mutually beneficial arrangement, and it's one I look forward to experiencing over and over again."

He whispered into her ear, "I look forward to a repeat performance of today."