For my beta, here is your second favorite Sailor Moon pairing...

"Hello." Nephrite had answered his phone call from Kunzite quickly. He was more than happy for an excuse to stop editing his term paper. He worked on it for three hours, and he was getting a headache.

The mirth in Kunzite's tone was clear when he said, "Remember that girl from the arcade? The one that Mamoru kept insisting to Motoki that he definitely wasn't in love with?"

"Yeah…"

Kunzite actually laughed and said, "Well, he's dating her, and this Friday, we are all meeting her and her friends." Another bout of laughter bubbled up from him. "He's obviously crazy about her."

"I thought he said she was obnoxious," Nephrite said, closing his laptop and rubbing his eyes.

"I suspect what annoyed him about her was that he was crazy about her. You know his carefully crafted goals and ten-year plan. She didn't fit into that."

Nephrite suspected Kunzite was right. After all, he had incredible insight into people, but somehow, he could read Mamoru the best.

He then asked, "So what should we expect?"

Kunzite's cryptic reply was, "From what Motoki says, this will be interesting. He said all her friends were just as wonderful, and Mamoru rearranged his whole life for a woman."

Nephrite walked into Mamoru's apartment Friday night. They were all meeting at his place, which in and of itself cracked him up. Never before had his place hosted so many people. He didn't like big groups. Apparently, for Usagi, he was willing to get out of his comfort zone, which intrigued him.

He walked into the main room and stopped dead in his tracks. All he could focus on was the hope that the tall brunet goddess he saw across the room wasn't Usagi. He'd seen her only once before, years ago. It was the day he had fallen in love with her at first sight.

He had been across the courtyard back in high school and saw a beautiful woman in a uniform that indicated she was from a different school. That hadn't been what prompted his love. He saw her stepping in for a bullied kid and facing his attacker. The guy had thrown a punch. She grabbed the jerk by his shirt collar and head-butted him so hard she instantly knocked him out. It didn't even appear to faze her. She then took a step toward the reprobate's friends, and they all fled, leaving their friend collapsed on the ground.

It was at that moment he had fallen head over heels in love with a woman he didn't even know the name of. She was magnificent.

And now she was standing in his friend's apartment and he was about to find out if he had to watch his friend date the woman that, since that day, had been his ideal woman.

That was when he met Usagi, Mamoru's blond girlfriend. He beamed at her, relieved and happy to meet her. After all, Mamoru was actually smiling, which alone made him like her.

It was soon after that he met Makoto, the woman of his dreams. That's when she surprised him by telling him he looked like her ex.

He smiled at her and, flirting, said, "I'm more interested in looking like your current boyfriend."

"I don't have one," she replied, confused.

He stepped towards her and placed a hand on her back drawing her to him. "You do now."

They started dating as he had fallen in love —suddenly and with a smile on his face.

Their first date was a revelation. He had asked her out the next night, and it turned out she not only knew a lot about food but was a fantastic cook. She had prepared an incredible meal for him and acted as if it was no big deal. It turned out she was becoming a chef. He was stunned trying to figure out how a woman could be so perfect.

The woman who had been his ideal lived up to his expectations. He was relieved and loved how easily they were able to talk and get along.

Two months later they were in his apartment and she was upset. He pulled her into his arms and she bristled. "You're fierce like a tigress, but retract your claws. I'm not insulting you."

"Men don't like women who can beat them up," she hissed back, proving his point that she was still on attack mode.

"This one does, and to hell with all the others. You're not dating them." He kissed her temple and tightened his arms around her. "You're dating me, and I'm trying my damndest not to lose you."

"But what you saw…."

He smiled down at her, "I've seen you before. It was in high school. You stepped in to protect someone and head butt the ass assaulting some poor kid. You knocked him out and chased off the guy's friends."

"Tell me you weren't one of them."

He scoffed, "No, I was watching from across the courtyard and falling in love with a woman I never met. You've been my ideal ever since that day. When I say I don't care that you beat up our mugger, I meant it. It was actually incredibly hot. I'm secure enough in my own abilities that I don't feel the need to prove myself."

"Are you sure it was me?"

He rolled his eyes. "Trust me. I remember everything exactly and admit it. It was."

"It was." She sighed and leaned into his embrace. "Should I have let you handle it?"

He shook his head, "I already said no. I don't need you to be meek, not when I find your strength so incredibly sexy."

She blushed, "It's not feminine, though."

"I don't like that kind of feminine, trust me, you're all the right kinds of feminine to me. And honestly, you're powerful, and having you here pliant in my arms makes me feel amazing. To have a strong woman in my arms like this with me –you don't need me or anyone, but you want me around you. It makes this all the more special." He kissed the top of her head. She melted into his arms.

"You find me feminine?" She asked, looking up at him with wide venerable eyes.

He groaned. Such a strong woman looking at him with such tenderness stirred his heart. "You have to know that I do. You're amazing, and, might I add, your curvy body is very feminine."

"You really think I'm sexy?"

"Are you trying to frustrate me? How have you missed just how amazingly sexy I find you?"

"I just… I've never felt…."

"If you know how hard I work to keep myself in line and not show you too much how enticing I find your body… I'm trying to show you respect and not come off as a lecher."

He stroked her side with a hungry touch and added, "I've kept my hands here and not let them wander your body. But that doesn't mean I haven't wanted to. I won't rush this; I'm keeping it at your pace; I can't fuck this up. If I lose you…."

"Stop. Don't get all broody on me. You aren't losing me. In fact, if I had realized I was setting the pace…" she gave him what she hoped was a flirty look, "You would be touching me so much more. I was waiting for you to take the lead."

"You want me to take the lead? I assumed-"

"Yes. I want you to. I like how masculine you are. I want to feel desired and pursued."

"All you have to say is 'No' and anything I do stops. If you want me to take the lead, I'm happy to take charge."

His hand stroking her side moved down and grasped her butt and he squeezed. "I'm such an ass man, you have no idea. While you were beating up that guy, I had my eyes all over this."

She moaned and pressed himself harder into him. "You did?"

"How you could worry about how I felt about today baffles me. I found the whole thing wildly erotic. I wanted to touch you next to his unconscious body."

He pulled up her skirt and put his hands on her butt, feeling the rough fabric of her lace panties. "When you kicked him I saw your red panties. And all I could think about was getting to see them again." He then looked over her shoulder as he pulled up her skirt. "Yup. Still sexy as hell."

She turned her head and pressed kisses to his neck. "You like?"

He fisted her butt again with both hands. "I want."

She sighed into his neck at the gravely tone he used, one laced with total desire. "Then take."

He moaned, "I will take anything and everything you let me have."

He then surged forward and pressed her to the wall, boxing her on with his body. His palms were pressed flat to the wall next to her head. Yet it was his cock that had her moaning. He had pressed his hard member against her core showing her just how very much he wanted her. She fully aroused him.

He looked deep into her beautiful eyes, leaned forward, and whispered into her ear, "I want to take your virginity."

She nibbled his ear and let out a seductive moan. He couldn't believe how erotic it was. She then nodded and whispered, "Take it."

He was a man of action. His hands were quickly on her breasts. "I'm a boob guy too. Actually, I'm all about everything about your body." He ground his cock against her again and said, "I'm going to savor you. You will not be left in doubt how sexy I find every bit of you."

He yanked her shirt over her head exposing her body more to him. "Your bra matches your panties."

"You like?"

"I love. Now this is where I admit I'm going purely on instinct and desire. You're my only. I've never had sex with anyone before and I plan to marry you. You'll be my first and last."

"You're a lot of talk for a man who says he wants me."

He rolled his eyes and pressed his cock against her again. "You can feel what I want. You just like to avoid what you consider sappiness."

She reached around and grabbed his butt. "I'm an ass girl. Now move your ass and take me to bed."

He chuckled in her ear. "Are we going back to prickly? Can't handle me promising the future?"

"It's hard for me to process not being alone."

"You aren't alone. You haven't been for a long time. Usagi loves you like a sister, they all do. Face it. You have family, and you will be mine."

"You claim me?"

"I'm not dumb enough to lose you, and, despite how hard you try to hide it, you love me."

She pressed against his chest and he stepped back concerned. "Sorry if I pushed."

"No. No, that's not it." She frowned and caressed his face. "I do love you. I just wanted to look you in the eyes when I said it. If I didn't… I wouldn't let you touch me like you're going to."

He beamed at her and pulled her lovingly into his arms and tenderly kissed her sweet lips. "Best day of my life! I watched you literally kick ass and then you tell me you love me. It's everything I love about you in one day, your strength and your venerability. I love you so much. My ideal woman became my everything." He then trailed sweet kisses all over her face ending at her lips again.

He then picked her up in his strong arms; she marveled that she seemed to weigh nothing to him. He the smirked at her and said, "And now for sex. Don't hide your strength and power in the bedroom. I want to feel both your dominance and your submissiveness in full display.

He gently set her down on her feet by the bed, cupped her cheek, and kissed her tenderly. "I plan to treat you so well."

She got a wicked smile on her face, hooked her leg around his, and shoved hard. He landed flat on his back on the bed, looking up at her, startled. It then morphed into a heated look.

She put her hands on her hips and smiled down at him. "And I like how you look flat on your back." She then peeled her skirt off and tossed it to the floor. His eyes lit with a wanton desire, making her even bolder. She pulled off her bra and tossed onto his chest. He gripped her bra and feasted his eyes on her.

"You're a work of art." He then reached up, grabbed her arm, and pulled her on top of him. "And you look amazing on top of me."

She smiled at him, and then moaned when he grabbed her breasts in both hands. "I've wanted to touch your naked boobs for so long. I have huge hands and yet I still can't grip all of them. You're…" he pinched her nipples. "It almost feels unfair to all the other women. You're wonderful on the inside and sexy on the outside. You're the perfect package. How in the world did I ever draw your attention?"

She smiled down at him as he teased her nipples. "My attention? That you got when you said you knew three kinds of martial arts. I don't know if you noticed but I love fighting. All I could think about was a hot man I just met pinning me down."

He shifted quickly and rolled her to her back, grabbing her hands, lacing their fingers together and holding her hands down above her head. He also pinned her with his hips. It was his hard cock, though, pressed to her core, that made her submissive. "Is this how you pictured me?"

"Close, we were naked and your cock was inside of me."

He growled low, "That's not just some pin."

"I can feel that." She rocked her core against him. "It's like the rest of you —huge. All those sexy muscles aren't compensating."

"How would you know about size?" He bristled.

"If you think I can be friends with Minako and not know about sizes, you're fooling yourself. One Friday night she gave a demonstration. She used props. I tried desperately to pretend they weren't toys she used."

He chuckled. "While Kunzite won't kiss and tell, I have a feeling they're having fun."

"If you think they're just kissing you're fooling yourself."

He shook his head in amusement. "I'm much more interested in the half-naked woman underneath me."

He released one of her hands and caressed down her arm. He then worked down to her breast grabbing it and fisting her. "Tell me, are you wet?"

She raised one eyebrow and said, "I think it would be a lot more fun if you answered that question. Why don't you discover it for yourself?"

He moved off her body, pulled panties down her incredibly long legs, locking eyes on her pussy as soon as it was exposed to him. He smiled and moaned out. "You're dripping wet for me." She now lay naked and slid a finger between her folds. He loved the moan he pulled from her as the flush of desire that covered her body.

"Spread your legs wider," he said in a commanding tone. When she quickly complied, his heart rate sped up.

He massaged her inner thighs and licked his lips. He was enjoying the anticipation of his first foray into oral sex. He wondered what she tasted like and how it would feel to pull an orgasm from her with his tongue.

He moved down and licked between her folds and whispered out, "So sweet." He then pinned her legs wide open and sucked on her clit. When she screamed out and arched her back he smiled wide into her wet pussy. He then went after her with his tongue. He buried it into her pussy and licked and fucked her with it. He released on her thigh and fingered her clit, flicking at it and making her scream. It didn't take long to have her orgasming and him licking up her juices. He was greedy and wanted it all to himself. He wanted to possess her.

He looked up at her limp on his bed, her cheeks were flush and she was panting for breath. "You look so sexy. To know I did this to you makes me feel like a man."

She smiled sweetly at him. "You can feel like a man any time you like then. I promise I won't mind." She then chuckled. "I would happily do that again."

"You liked that?" He asked as he crawled up her body.

"You're fully clothed, and I just had such a powerful orgasm, one that I didn't know could even happen during sex. Yeah, I loved that."

He stood and pulled off his clothes, loving the hungry approving look in her eyes as she watched him expose more and more of his body to her.

This time she decided to use a commanding tone. "Stand there and don't move." She then slipped off the bed and onto her knees.

He fisted her pony tale and moaned. "I'm not going to pretend I'm hesitating about this." He then held her still and pushed his cock past her lips, roaring out in pleasure. Her warm wet mouth and talented tongue drove him wild. He had to force himself not to rut into her mouth like a wild animal. He didn't want to choke her. Instead he kept a tight fist on her ponytail and hissed out through his teeth. His head was thrown back, and his eyes were shut tight. As she sucked him and played with his balls he opened his eyes and looked down at her. His goddess was on her knees for him. It made him feel powerful. She looked at him and moaned on his cock, making his knees weak. He realized that of course it would be like this between him. Neither felt submissive now. They were both feeling powerful. She had him very thoroughly by his cock, and he had her on her knees.

She deepthroated him, and he came in hot spurts down her throat. She didn't hesitate to swallow him all up. When she pulled back, he released her ponytail and flopped on his back on the bed. "You've taken all my strength," he commented happily.

She crawled onto the bed next to him smiling down at him. "From where I am right now you look pretty powerful to me." She then stroked his biceps. "By the way, I'm a pecs and bicep girl. And yours are magnificent."

He grabbed her butt in one hand and pulled her onto him. Her breasts ended up in his face. His lips where on her nipples quickly teasing and nipping at her. "Seems like we're perfect for each other."

"As if you didn't already know that. You fell in love with me pretty quickly."

"How can I not?! Your such an exceptional woman. All it proves is that I'm not an idiot."

She smiled and kissed his forehead. "No, I agree. You're brilliant for falling in love with me. Lucky you I love you back."

"I'm a lucky bastard. I know that."

He then flipped her onto her back and caressed her neck. "Stay the night. Let me make love to you and keep you by my side."

"Yes, I'll stay."

"Wonderful," he breathed out contentedly.

He then rolled over and grabbed a condom out of the drawers in his bedside table. He faced her holding it and said, "It's a full package of condoms. I know some girls count…."

She rolled her eyes at him and grabbed the condom. "If you cheat on me I'll assume it means you're suicidal and I'll assist you in your endeavor. That's what I'll tell the jury. That said, I trust you. Do I have a reason not to?"

He laughed at her description of her defense if she murdered him. "No, I just… I thought if I was upfront and above board about everything it would help you to trust that you're it for me."

She smiled at him and kissed his shoulder. She then ripped open the condom package. "I think this act, what we've been doing here. Shows I trust you. If I didn't, you wouldn't have me like this."

He took the condom and rolled it down his hard shaft. "Move in with me. We both live alone and… I adore you. The idea of having you with me, it's all I hope for."

She pressed him to his back and slid his cock into her, moaning. "I'd say it's fast, but I don't care. I love you, and I'll move in with you."

There were tears of joy in his eyes when he watched her start to ride him. Her breasts bounced, and the feel of her tight walls on his cock had him seeing white lights in the periphery of his vision. His eyes were locked on her though. He thrust up into her as she took charge, placing her hands on his chest and riding him hard. He was pretty sure he was going to die from pleasure, but he didn't care. It would be a wonderful way to go, buried in her perfect heat.

When they orgasmed he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. They were both panting hard and smiling. "Are you okay?" he asked sweetly. "You're bleeding. I mean... of course, but are you hurt?"

She kissed his shoulder and said, "I'm fine. I was in charge of setting the pace. I'm just a little sore."

He nodded and said, "Let's shower and I'll get you all cleaned up. Then I'll wrap you up in a fluffy towel and hold you."

She kissed his cheek, "That sounds amazing."