He wanted to memorize the taste of her sweet pussy. As he licked and sucked on her, he tried to etch every sight, sound, taste, and erotic touch into his memory. The vision of her beautiful thighs spread wide for him, and only him was already firmly lodged in his mind.

"Oh…oooh…Oh!" he heard her say, moaning and writhing against him.

He licked her and could taste how wet she had become. Her body moved frantically against his tongue, and he reached up and grabbed her breasts over her shirt, pinching her tits as he rubbed his face into her pussy.

"Ah! AHH! Oh yes!" she screamed. He hadn't discussed this beforehand with her, and the lack of pre-planning was unusual for him, but he didn't believe he would have had the balls to ask her for her like this.

He felt her grip his hair and press him to her even more. "I need…" she whispered. "Please…." His desire surged at her begging and her need for him.

Clutching at her breasts, he went after her pussy even more, licking, sucking, and even nibbling a bit. The desperation in her body as she rocked against him almost made him cum in his pants. He felt powerful getting her body to react so strongly.

Mamoru felt her hips stutter, and he sucked her clit and then flicked it with his tongue. She screamed out in pleasure, orgasming, and then her whole body went slack, her grip partially loosening in his hair.

Panting out and trembling, she whispered, "Wow."

His head still between her legs and his hands still on her breasts, he licked between her folds, making her twitch with overstimulation. The moment that the haze and lust of the situation dulled a bit, he felt adrift. He hadn't asked, only acted, and now, he didn't know how she really felt about him.

Mamoru released her breasts, pulled back from between her thighs, and sat up. He then wiped his face and looked at her still lying on the carpet, panting with her skirt flipped up and her panties tossed and lying on the floor next to her.

Usagi raised her hand to her forehead and whispered, "Wow," again.

He picked up her panties and said, "I'll help you put these back on before anyone opens the door."

Usagi chuckled. "If you think Minako would let anyone open that door, you're insane. I'm sure she was listening and will make sure that no one comes in." She glanced over at the door and then smirked up at him. "Look. She tossed some condoms under the door."

Mamoru blushed from the comment about the condoms and the fact that he was holding her pink panties that had a small red bow on the front. "Ohh…" He didn't know what to really say in response.

"Not that we…" trailing off, she blushed lightly. "It's your choice."

"What?" he asked, confused over what his choice was.

"Sex," she whispered.

Mamoru looked at her, confused. "At a party where we were locked in a walk-in closet for 'ten minutes of pleasure?'"

Minako had explained the game to them and then shoved Mamoru and Usagi in the closet together, promising that she would leave them there all night if there weren't at least one orgasm involved. Mamoru had a drink, and his inhibitions were lowered; at least, that was his excuse to himself. His one comfort at the moment was that he knew Usagi hadn't had a single drink.

Usagi's embarrassment over Minako's encouragement of her to finally 'get your man' gave him the rest of his temporary courage. That and the fact that Usagi seemed willing. He quickly decided to allow himself to act in a way that was for her pleasure alone. The moment he saw her bare pussy, he realized that was a lie; this was entirely for his pleasure too.

Initially, when they had first been locked in the closet, he had looked at her nervously and said, "If you don't want…"

Usagi leaned forward and kissed his lips gently. "I want," she whispered when she had pulled back a bit.

Mamoru had then pressed his lips against hers desperately, kissing her passionately. As he did, he laid her down and lifted her skirt. Reaching under her panties, he slid his fingers between her folds. Her gasp of pleasure had excited him.

He pulled back from the kiss and then moved down her body, pulling off her panties and tossing them to the floor. He then got down between her thighs and put his tongue where his fingers had been. Usagi's shout of pleasure had then spurred him on.

That was how he had gotten to where he was now, with condoms stuffed under the door a foot and a half from him and Usagi telling him it was his choice if he wanted to have sex with her. His question about having sex with her in a closet at a party was, he thought, a fair one.

Usagi tucked her chin, and her eyes misted up. "Yeah, that's… Weird. I guess. Plus, if you don't want…."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I want you, Usagi. I don't picture myself taking your virginity in a closet with your friend listening on the other side of the door." He had absolutely no doubt that Mianko was listening to the whole thing.

"But I'm scared," she admitted.

"Of?" He asked, confused as to where that statement had come from.

She frowned and said, "That if we leave this closet, the spell will be broken, and you'll go back to ignoring me."

"I don't ignore you, Usagi." He reached down and penetrated her with two long fingers, making her moan. "I controlled myself —always. I have had to work very hard to hold myself back every time I see you, I want to do something dirty to you."

"Dirty?"

"Looking at you doesn't inspire a sweet gentleman in me. Looking at you makes me want to do things like this," he curled his fingers in her, stretching her, before today, untouched pussy. "I see you, and I want to do sexually possessive things to you."

Usagi blushed and quietly admitted, "I want that too."

"No, you don't know what I mean," he pressed. "Like what I just did. I got your whole body to come undone with just my mouth. It made me feel like I dominated you. Like right now," he added, pumping his fingers and listening to her gasp in pleasure. "I'm the first to touch your pussy. I know that, and it makes me want to snatch your virginity." He then asked, "Have you ever touched yourself here…?"

"No," she replied. "…I haven't."

Mamoru growled low in dominance. "I want to wreck your innocent pussy. I want to make you desperate for me. I want you to crave me and be unable to get me out of your head just like I can't get you out of mine." He then scissored his fingers inside of her.

Gasping in pleasure and trembling a bit, Usagi said, "I want that too."

Now thumbing her clit Mamoru smiled. "You don't understand what you're asking for."

"I hope I do," she countered. "I want you. The other day, when I bumped into you in the alley, I wanted you to grab me and fondle me."

"I wanted to force you to your knees and thrust my cock in your perfect little startled mouth. I bet you would have looked so surprised and innocent."

"Oooh," she moaned, rocking her hips. "I like your idea better."

"Really?" he asked incredulously. "You'd want to suck my cock hidden behind a dumpster?!"

"I wouldn't choose there, but I don't think I would really care where we were. I'm in a walk-in closet with you at some random person's house right now, and I couldn't be happier."

He looked down at her pussy, and his cock throbbed in his pants. He loved the sight of his fingers penetrating her, his thumb rubbing her clit, and her creamy thighs spread for him. She moaned, and he said, "You appear to be enjoying yourself."

"I am," she moaned out. "So much. Please don't stop."

He finger fucked her and watched as she wildly came undone for him. Her body participated, and she rode his fingers until she screamed out in orgasm.

Panting for breath, she whispered, "I would let you do anything."

Mamoru pulled out his fingers and licked them clean, savoring her taste. "Your taste is addicting."

"I'll happily become your addiction."

He swapped the pad of his thumb between her folds, making her twitch. "I'd say I can't make myself stop touching you, but honestly, I haven't even tried. Not now that I know I can."

"Anytime," she vowed.

Mamoru spread one of her folds open with his thumb, exposing her clit. "That's a dangerous offer."

"It's an honest promise," she countered.

He swiped his thumb across her clit and spread the other fold to the side. He loved the gasp that the act elicited from her. "You, offering yourself over to me, it's more than I hoped for."

"And I didn't know that you would take me if I offered," Usagi responded.

Mamoru pressed his thumb against her clit. "Now you do. Now you know I want you."

"I'm burning up!" Usagi moaned. "I need you."

He stroked her clit with his thumb steadily. "I love watching you react to my touch."

"Oh! That…. Yes!"

"You'll leave the party with me?"

"Hunh?" she asked in a haze.

"I want to take you home with me tonight. Will you come with me?"

"Yes."

Rubbing her clit he picked up the pace and got her to orgasm again. "I love watching your face when you orgasm."

He then helped her get her panties back on and leaned in to whisper into her ear, "You're even more beautiful when you come undone for me."

Usagi blushed and stood up when Mamoru did. "I'm glad my face didn't look weird. I don't know what expression I was making."

"The face you were making will fuel my fantasies for a long time," Mamoru replied while brushing the backs of his fingers down her arms, giving her goosebumps. She then reached up, placed her hand on the back of his head, and kissed him passionately.

Once they broke the kiss, he reached down, grabbed the condoms, and opened the door.

As they exited the closet, he was astounded by how quickly a hand reached out and grabbed Usagi's arm. He then watched as Minako pulled her quickly to the side of the room and said, "I'll give her back. I need five minutes —max."

As he tucked the condoms in his back pocket, he nodded at her. "I owe you, Minako. Ten minutes, and then I'll bring her right to my car. I'm going to pull up to the front of the house. I parked a ways away to avoid door dings."

"Okay," Minako replied quickly. "And I'm just relieved you made full use of the opportunity I gave you. How much did you have to drink tonight, by the way?"

"One drink."

Minako chuckled, "I kept her from drinking, but I had figured you'd need more than that to loosen up. I'm glad I was wrong."

Amused, he rolled his eyes. "You didn't leave anything to chance. You dressed her tonight, didn't you?"

"It's my best work. I call her outfit, "Seduce the anal retentive, repressed, uptight, virgin.'"

"Long title," he said, chuckling. "Probably accurate, though."

She shrugged, "I like a challenge."

"Her body did most of the work, but I get your point," he countered.

"I heard you working her body," Minako snarked back. Mamoru blushed. It was harder to know she was out there listening now that the thrum of lust wasn't still vibrating in his ears.

He decided to push past what Minako had said and change the subject. "Ten minutes."

"I'll have her there. Oh, and I don't expect her back at our apartment all weekend. I'll drop by with a bag of her things tomorrow."

"Thank you," he said with feeling. Then Mamoru left the room, shutting the door so the two girls could talk.

Minako, eyes wide, said, "I told you this was a good idea!"

"Ten minutes for an 'I told you so?'" Usagi asked, exasperated.

"I only asked for five," Minako countered. "Now. I will bring you a bag around ten tomorrow. I'll buy a box of condoms and put that in there, too."

"Thank you," Usagi replied, blushing but genuinely grateful. "You always believed he cared about me, even when I doubted it completely."

"He always picked on you, Usa, but it wasn't cruel. I truly believed he was just trying to get and keep your attention."

"You were right." Usagi then grew pale and asked, "He didn't ask me to be his girlfriend. What should I do?!"

Rolling her eyes, Minako said, "That nerd just skipped that part. Do you believe he's the type just to fool around?"

"I don't know! I'm not the type either, but I would let Mamoru use me for my body in a heartbeat."

"I was right about tonight. Trust me on this. He thinks you're dating. He just forgot to ask."

Usagi nodded slightly. "Okay. I trust you. Plus, when I think of it objectively, he said things that made me think this isn't a one-time thing."

"Oh shit, I should have stuck my ear to the door! I want to know!"

"You heard enough," Usagi scolded with no heat.

"Gosh! It was exciting, too," Minako replied. "You orgasm like a whore."

Giving her friend an unimpressed look, Usagi said, "The weird thing is that you mean that as a compliment."

"Of course I do!" Minako replied, scoffing. "And I had to stay in here. I couldn't let someone come in and interrupt you two."

"Riiiiight, that's why you listened in."

"Hey, it can be one of the reasons. It's still true."

Usagi asked, "Do you have any advice for tonight?"

"By the time you get to his place, one or both of you might feel awkward. Have him sit on the couch with you and kiss for a while." Minako then slapped Usagi on the ass and said, "Then pull out your breasts. That will get his blood flowing in the right direction, and he'll throw you on your back."

Usagi countered, "I'm going to get a 'thank you' text from Kunzite, aren't I?"

"With the sounds you were making? Absolutely! I'm so horny right now that we'll be using the closet next. Now." Minako then grabbed Usagi's hand. "Let's get you outside to that boy. He's probably waiting already."

They exited the party quickly. Minako briefly told their friends that Usagi was leaving and she'd explain when she got back. Then they were out on the lawn in the cool night air.

"I already feel awkward," Usagi admitted as they wove their way around people.

"Tell me, and I'm not trying to embarrass you. How did his touch feel?"

"Amazing," Usagi said, now flushed with desire.

"Better?" Minako asked, knowing what her friend's reaction meant.

"Much. Thank you."

They reached the curb just as Mamoru pulled up and parked the car. He then hopped out and opened Usagi's door for her. Minako leaned in and whispered to her friend, "See. You're dating. You don't get the door like that for a booty call." Usagi squeezed her friend's hand in response and said goodbye.

When she approached the vehicle, she noticed that he looked nervous. She assumed she had the same look until Minako had helped her a minute ago. Wanting to help him, she got on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. Then, only pulling back a half an inch, she whispered, "Thank you for opening my door for me."

Mamoru eliminated the small distance and kissed her back. Once he left her breathless, he pulled back and said, "Get in so I can take you to my place."

Amused by the look in his eyes, she said, "You're trying to suppress a 'dirty' thought, aren't you?"

He let go of the car door and grabbed her hip with his right hand, clutching at it. "I am."

"What's the thought?" she asked playfully.

Eyes burning with desire, he said, "Shoving you against the car and fingering you in front of everyone, letting them hear how I can get you to scream."

"Oh…" she said weakly. The thought excited her, but she knew neither of them would really do that in public. "Can you… touch me in the car?"

He released her hips and held the door for her again. "Get in," he said before adding, "I want to, but I don't think I could touch you and drive. It would be too distracting."

Usagi climbed into his car and he then shut the door. Once he did, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to will his cock to stop throbbing so much. He then got in the car with her and drove away.

"Minako said she'd stop by at ten with a bag of my things," Usagi said, filling the silence.

Mamoru nodded, changed lanes, and then said, "Umm. She mentioned this weekend. Was that just her idea?"

"The whole weekend?"

"Yeah."

"That was just her idea," Usagi admitted, making his heart sink. "It's not like you asked me to stay that long."

He sighed and said, "I need your help here. What does that mean?"

"It means that you didn't ask, so I can't say that I'd stay."

"Does that mean you wouldn't want to?" Mamoru probed.

Usagi kinda wanted to punch him for hedging his bets and acting unsure of her feelings. "Are you really trying to feel out a response from the woman who was just in that closet with you? Didn't I make my feelings known —loudly?"

Gripping the wheel tighter, Mamoru asked, "Would you stay the weekend? I want to spend time with you."

"I would love to stay," Usagi replied.

"It's not you that I doubt…" Mamoru then said. "I was just so convinced that my feelings were one-sided."

Usagi placed her hand on his thigh and said, "Did they look one-sided to you in that closest?"

"No. I know you wouldn't do that with someone you aren't dating."

"Of course I would," she replied, amused. Apparently, Minako was right, and he didn't realize he hadn't asked her out.

He rolled his eyes and changed lanes again. "There's no way." He then pulled into his parking garage and parked the car.

Usagi drew his attention and raised one eyebrow at him. "Really? When did you ask me to be your girlfriend tonight?"

"Right before…." he trailed off and looked shocked. "Please tell me I asked you to date me before I did that."

"I think I showed you I'm yours no matter how you want me. One sided? Mamoru, you promised me nothing, and I gave myself to you."

She was shocked to see anger simmering in his eyes after what she said. Mamoru took off her belt, gripped her hip hard, and pulled her to him. "I forgot to ask, but did you need the words? Do you really believe I'm enough of an asshole to use you?! I gave you every bit of me tonight, and you say I promised you nothing!"

"Shit, you're hot when you're angry," she said, climbing in his lap and straddling him. "I was teasing you. Or, actually, I was trying to explain how much I belong to you. Even Minako knows we're dating."

He relaxed his grip, and his eyes softened. "You mean you told Minako what happened and she explained that I meant to ask you out?"

"Exactly."

"It hurt a bit though, didn't it?" he asked. Now that he was looking at it more calmly, he wished he remembered to do things in the proper order.

"It did, but she set me right."

He placed his hand on her bare thigh and ran it up her leg under her skirt. "The dirty thoughts are back."

Usagi ground her core against his hard cock. "And?"

"This sports car doesn't have a back seat. My imagination needs to be more practical so that I can act on it right now."

"It is cramped in here," she admitted. "It's a sexy car, though."

He reached around and grabbed her ass, pressing her against his hard cock. "Let's get up to my apartment."

Usagi wiggled off his lap as he pushed open his door for her. Once they were both out, he took her hand and led her to the building.

While alone in the elevator, he pulled her close and inhaled her scent. "You smell amazing. You always do."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's so precious and so —you."

She placed her hand on his abs. "Minako's an excellent friend. She always insisted that you had feelings for me. I wish I had listened to her sooner. She even insisted she saw you sniffing me one day."

"Rose lotion," he replied. "I figured out what you used. I suspected that she caught me that day."

"You figured out my scent?"

"I did. I was glad I could find it in lotion."

"Why?"

He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "I used it to masturbate."

Usagi blushed red to her ears. "Y-you did?"

"Dirty thoughts," he replied simply.

The elevator dinged for his floor, and he took her to his apartment and unlocked the door. As she waited, she reflected on how she wasn't feeling awkward. Mamoru had worked her up, keeping her turned on and any uncomfortable silence at bay.

Once inside the apartment, they removed their shoes, and Mamoru put his keys on the hook where they belonged.

"I've been here before," Usagi said, stating the obvious. "I always fantasized about coming back here like this."

Mamoru responded, "And I hated that you came. I could picture you smiling and laughing here. I always wanted a home where there were smiles and laughter, and then I knew what it would look like. It made my heart ache."

She cupped his cheek. "And now?"

"And now the memory doesn't hurt for the first time."

"So, do we watch a comedy or go have sex?"

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Do we go with your dream or my fantasy?"

He chuckled and caressed her cheek. "We have all weekend. Let's start with your fantasy."

"How magnanimous," she teased. Then Usagi twisted her lips in a wry smile. "You taught me that word. Did I use it right?"

"You did," he replied, charmed by her.

Usagi wiggled off her panties and dropped them on the floor by the door. "In my fantasies, my clothes don't make it very far into the apartment."

Mamoru pulled off her shirt and tossed it on the floor, too. "Wow," he breathed out, looking at her breasts. His hands itched to touch them.

"One rule," Usagi insisted. "You have to be as bold as you were in the closet."

"Two rules," he countered. "You have to be as willing."

"Deal," she replied quickly.

He grabbed her breasts and said, "Teach me how to remove your bra later." She took that as a command to take it off, so she did. Then, as he grabbed her breasts, she took off her skirt, and she was there naked.

"I absolutely take it back," he replied quickly. "This is how I want to see you in my apartment."

Usagi opened his belt as he fondled her breasts and undid the button and zipper of his pants. She then reached in and took his long hard cock in her hand. Shocked, she said, "It's so big." When he raised one questioning eyebrow at her, she added, "Minako explained sizes to us girls."

He almost blushed to imagine that conversation. "You don't need to puff up my ego. I'm not worried about you comparing me to someone else."

"No, you don't understand," she said. "I'm intimidated."

"I'll be gentle," he promised.

Usagi was worried. She said, "I don't know how good I'll be." Then suddenly, kneeling in front of him, she pulled down his pants, freeing his cock. It hit her in the face, and she kissed the tip. "I'm worried I can fit it down my throat."

"Fuck!" he muttered in surprise and pulled her back by the hair rougher than he meant to. "Shit no! Please." With a horrified expression, he kneeled down to join her. "I was just about to cum on your face. I don't want to shoot off before we have the chance to have sex."

"Sorry," she said, embarrassed by his strong reaction. "I wanted to find out so I wouldn't worry about it."

"Usagi, my cock touched your face, then you kissed the tip, and I almost came all over you. Why in the world are you worried about giving me a blow job when I reacted that strongly to you already?"

Usagi gave him a slight glare. "Right!" she scoffed. "Like you didn't just absolutely wreck me with oral sex before! I can't imagine why I would worry! It's not like I want to please you back!"

"It's not about being even," he countered.

"Like hell, it isn't. I want to be good at it, too! You told me my reaction felt good. I want that!"

Mamoru stood and thrust his cock in her mouth. They had all weekend together, so he decided that sex could wait on his virgin stamina. He gripped her hair and moved her head along his cock. "Don't expect me to last long, Usagi. Not with how good your mouth feels or how much of a fantasy this is for me. Oh yesssss…" he hissed through his teeth.

She placed her hands on his thighs and pulled on all the teaching that Minako had given them, his thick cock choking her. She worked to suppress her gag reflex and used her tongue along the vein of his cock as she sucked him.

Mamoru watched her suck him off as he experienced the most intense pleasure of his life. "Damn, you look so hot sucking my cock. Take it," he moaned as he assisted her in taking him deeper down her throat. "Yess," he then hissed again.

Usagi bobbed her head and listened as he moaned and grunted in pleasure. The pressure of the grip he had on her hair excited her.

"Don't stop," he begged, feeling the tension in his body building up higher.

She flicked her eyes up to his, and they held the promise to get him where he needed to go. She then worked him even deeper down her throat.

"So close!" he screamed out in desire. She worked him, and he clutched at her hair harder, about to pull out before he came in her mouth, and then he stopped, afraid of cuming all over her face. "I'm going to cum," he warned instead so she could decide how she wanted to handle him.

He watched as Usagi worked his cock and then took him deep in her mouth, getting him to cum down her throat. He shouted in pleasure, and his hips stuttered with his thick release.

"Shit, that was hot," he said, surprised over how glad he was that she swallowed him all up. He came out of her mouth with a tiny plop and said, "I can guess how you feel over that reaction."

She blushed and tucked her head. "It did feel good. I was right." She then gently kissed his now limp cock.

He helped her up off her knees and said, "While I need to recover from that…." he grabbed her bare ass. "I plan on wearing you out with orgasms." He kissed her cheek and whispered, "I can't believe I just experienced that with you. It was better than I could have imagined."

Mamoru lifted her, walked over, and laid her on his kitchen table. After spreading her legs, he said, "I have a lot of fantasies to fulfill in the meantime."

"Oh!" she shrieked out in excitement. "I had this one too!"

He chuckled and placed his hands on her inner thighs. "At my kitchen table?"

"Well, no." She then blushed. "Ona table at the… arcade."

His eyes shot wide, "Really?"

"Yeah. We were arguing one day, and I fantasized that this would be a good way to get you to shut up."

"We always argued there," he responded, chuckling.

"You were wearing your glasses, and they were doing flippy things to my stomach."

Mamoru's eyebrows shot up. "You like my glasses?"

"They get me so wet," she admitted.

He looked down at her pussy and said, "This gets you wet too."

"My hormones can be multifaceted."

"Another word I taught you," he teased.

Usagi smirked up at him. "I practiced them to try and impress you. Ami quizzes me on them."

He was touched that she would try so hard to work on something "nerdy" for him —something she had to study.

She then turned her head to look at his apartment. "It's so fancy here."

He let her change the subject. He figured she was afraid he would quiz her on some words, and she worried she'd make a mistake. "That's all it is."

"What?"

"It's only fancy. I picked an impressive apartment building and just rented a place. I don't really even like it."

Usagi turned her head to look back up at him. "I don't understand. How can you not love this place? It's amazing."

He shrugged uncomfortably. "Your place is warmer." He had visited her place several times with Kunzite since dating Minako.

"Our apartment is not nearly as nice!"

"It still feels like people are happy there. I like it."

She wiggled her hips saucily and asked, "Aren't you happy here?"

He licked his lower lip staring at her pussy. "I admit, I will have to rethink my feelings about this apartment now that you're here." He then leaned down and licked between her folds, and her whole body tensed up, and her back arched, ridged, in pleasure. "I do believe I can be very happy here."

Usagi moaned out and said, "Mamo…" She looked up at him, catching his eyes, and blushing, whispered, "Mamo-chan."

He groaned in pleasure and licked between her folds again. "I'm going to get very possessive if you start using that name for me."

"D-do you like it? I was worried you would think it was too cutesy."

"I love it, Usako."

Pleased, she looked at him happily. "I love that one too!"

Mamoru flexed his fingers, gripping her thighs, and licked her pussy again. "Usako, when I look at you, I realize I'm a selfish man. I want you all to myself."

"You'll share me with my friends if I have to share you with your books. I'm not worried, Mamo-chan. But I want you to be very selfish when we're alone like this."

He rubbed his lips over her clit and hummed in pleasure. "I don't know if you're completely right. Your friends are at that party, and I have you here —alone with me."

"Meh. That party sucked," she said, laughing. "Plus. I bet they all left that party by now."

"Even Ami?"

She laughed, "They haven't admitted it yet, but Ami is sneaking around with Zoisite."

"He's her TA in cellular biology!"

"Which is why they haven't admitted it," Usagi countered.

He sighed sadly, "I'm the last one to say something."

"Say something? I don't remember you saying much. I do remember you making a snack out of my lady parts."

"Heh! That's one way to put it. Aaand speaking of a snack. We are at the table —time to eat." He then flicked her clit with his tongue. She gasped in pleasure, and he said, "I feel like a man starved right now."

Usagi screamed out in pleasure as he ate her out. He was licking her and sucking at her core and leaving her trembling in pleasure. She orgasmed, back arched, and collapsed breathless on the table. Her legs sagged open wider as she panted for breath.

Raising her hand, Usagi placed it on her forehead. "I think I almost died!"

Mamoru stood and helped her up off the table onto her wobbly legs. He then picked her up, princess-style, and carried her to his room. Once he was there, he laid her down on the edge and pulled back the covers. She scooted over off the duvet and climbed under the soft covers. "This bed is amazing!"

He stripped quickly and joined her between the sheets. "Just like my apartment, I like it better with you in it."

"Naked," she amended.

"Of course. Naked is a must," he teased as he grabbed her breast.

She moaned and rolled onto her side, not enjoying how small her breasts got when she laid on her back. Happier with the size now, she said, "These soft sheets would be wasted otherwise."

"Everything in my apartment was just stuff before. You make me see everything in a new light."

"Mamo-chan, your bed… I think I'm in love with it. It's perfect!"

He chuckled and pulled her half on top of him. He then took her hand and brought it down to his hardening cock. "Help me out here, and I can make your time in my bed even more fun."

She stroked his cock, and he quickly hardened in her hand. She then fondled his balls. "Mamo-chan," she said sweetly.

"Usako," he whispered back. "I'm trying to control myself a bit here. Desperation makes a greedy lover."

"You have been everything but greedy with me. All of my orgasms are proof."

"Oh, no," he disagreed. "I was very greedy. I wanted all your screams and all your pleasure wrung out for me to experience and enjoy."

He then moved, grabbed his pants off the floor, retrieved the condoms, and put the condoms on his nightstand, keeping one for himself. He put it on, then rolled her on her back and hovered over her. "You've given me so much, and still, I need more from you."

"Mamo-chan, you aren't the only one. I need the most in-control man I know to surrender his body to me."

He grabbed his cock and lined it up with her, and paused. "I've already trusted you with everything in me."

She wiggled her hips a bit, rubbing against the tip of his cock. "I feel the same. Now, please. I need you."

He thrust in and felt her wince as her barrier tore. Mamoru was surprised by the possessiveness awakened in him. "Usako, my bunny rabbit. Mine."

"Mamo-chan, please, I need…" she squirmed against him, working to feel his cock rub inside of her. "Take me, please. I need to feel more. If I don't, I'll die.

The calm, steady Mamoru always loved how dramatic Usagi was compared to how he lived. It made her seem incredibly lively to him. But now, hearing her saying she'd "die" if he didn't have sex with her thrilled him. The level of desperation she expressed for him made him feel essential to her.

He pistoned his cock in her, and the feeling of moving inside of her and the gasp of pleasure that escaped her lips made him feel frantic. He then grit his teeth and closed his eyes, working to force himself to continue at a slow and steady pace. It was hard work, especially when he wanted to drive himself desperately into her very core and mark her as his.

"I love you," he whispered. It was an attempt to express his need to have her be with him and devote himself to her.

"Oh! Yes, Mamo-chan. I love you. Please. Take me harder."

"I'll hurt you," he said, worried.

Usagi scratched her nails down his back. "Mamo-chan… please," she begged. "Take me."

He thrust into her faster and harder, desire and the feeling of her around his cock taking over his mind as he expected. He knew that his own reason and caution would be out the window once he completely let go.

Grabbing the top of the mattress, he pounded into her, finding sweet oblivion in pure physical pleasure. Mamoru was overwhelmed to discover that so much pleasure existed.

"Yesss!" Usagi screamed in bliss. "Ahhh! Yes!" She then braced her hands against the headboard to keep from scooting up the bed. It also helped his thrust meet her even harder. She moved her hips in timing with his, in active participation in the pleasure that he was bringing her. "So… good….yes!"

Mamoru probably heard her words, but they didn't register. He was too lost in the feeling of her body and how she squeezed him as he made love to her. "So perfect," he gasped as he drove himself into her very core.

"Ahh! Ah! AH!" Usagi yelled, lost to pleasure and orgasming hard. Her whole body trembled with its release, milking him and making him orgasm and cum with a grunt panting for breath, his entire body feeling his release.

He wrapped his arms around her, not pulling out and kissing the top of her head. "I love you," he whispered into her hair.

Running her hands along his muscular back, Usagi said, "I love you too, Mamo-chan."

"Usako, I've never needed anyone before you. You have more power to hurt me than anyone I know." His unmitigated happiness brought his fears raging to the surface.

She laughed at him in response. "I knew you were a baka. I'm not going anywhere. I have loved you faithfully for years. If I didn't move on when I felt my feelings were unrequited, why would I move on now."

"Unrequited?" he teased, unable to fully process what she said.

"Another word I learned because of you."

"I don't remember teaching you that one," he said.

Usagi shook her head. "Not the word, but the feeling. I wanted to know a big word about how you made me feel, and Ami taught me that one."

He kissed her bare shoulder. "'Unrequited' would mean I didn't return your feelings. She taught you the wrong word."

"Ami and I didn't know that." Usagi then admitted, "Minako taught me the phrase 'emotionally repressed.' She claimed that was a better one to learn for you."

One tear leaked from Mamoru's eye. "You've loved me for years. You don't know how happy that makes me. I didn't know that happiness like this even existed. And I do trust you." He then propped himself up a bit, still inside of her, and grabbed her breast.

Usagi ran her fingers through his hair and smiled up at him. "I think we need to establish some rules if I'm sleeping over."

He chuckled. "You know I like rules," he said as he pinched her nipple.

"You don't need permission to touch me or have sex with me when I'm sleeping —or actually, I'm giving you permission now."

"Whaaat?!"

Usagi gently scratched her nails through his hair. "Back to talking about my fantasies. I want to be woken up by you doing things to me."

"You're sure?" he asked, fondling her breast.

"I'm the one who brought it up. I'm sure."

Mamoru leaned down and gently nipped at her shoulder. "You have the same permission."

She chuckled, "I expected that."

"My body is yours. Any other ground rules?"

She looked up at him and wiggled her hips, stimulating his cock. "I think that covers a lot. The rest we can figure out as we go."

Mamoru looked down at their joined bodies and saw the blood from him having torn her maidenhead. "I have another rule. You have to tell me when I've missed something I shouldn't have. I have a sense that I'm going to be dense with your feelings. It's not intentional. I don't want to hurt you."

"As long as you promise to try to learn. I don't want you to use that as an excuse for you to ignore my feelings."

"Promise."

Usagi smiled up at him and said, "Okay, another rule is you need to tell me if I'm bothering you when you study. From now on, I'll listen." She never stopped when he said that she was interrupting him before.

"Don't you dare," he grumbled. "Not once was I honest with you about that in the arcade. I wouldn't have studied there if I didn't want you to interrupt me."

"Good to know. But now I'll have more access to you. You won't always be in the arcade when I talk to you."

He laid back down and held her tightly, "You're finally fully in my life. I'm so relieved."

Usagi peppered kisses down his neck. "You aren't the only one."

Mamoru rolled off of her and pulled her to half lay on his chest. "Are you sore?"

"I am."

He sighed and kissed the top of her head. "Thank you for not lying to me."

"Why would I? I am sore, but I expected to be."

"I don't like hurting you," he mumbled.

She pulled back a bit, looked at him, and rolled her eyes at him. "Get over it. Next time, it won't hurt. Annnnd…." she said, drawing it out playfully. "You can't really mean to be sorry we just had sex. Not with how you took me. I felt the passion from you."

He ran his hand up her thigh and cupped her backside. "No. You're right. I can't have it both ways, and I'm glad I made love to you." He then rolled her to her back and leaned over her. "I'm just pleased that next time won't hurt."

He then looked down at her and saw the blood. He climbed off the bed and said, "I'm going to take care of my condom, then clean you up."

Usagi enjoyed looking at his bare backside as he headed into the bathroom. She then gently moaned as she shifted her body a bit. She was sore, but there was an erotic layer to it that left her turned on.

Mamoru returned with a warm, damp washcloth and began carefully cleaning up the blood. He was surprised when she moaned out lustily and arched her back. "Hunh?" he asked, looking at her pleasure-filled face in confusion.

"That feels…." She reached out with a tentative hand and lightly touched the back of his wrist. "Don't stop."

He used the washrag to clean between her folds, and she gasped in pleasure. He then moved it and rubbed it against her clit, and she moaned his name.

Having cleaned off all the blood from her, he tossed the washrag on the floor and leaned down between her legs, and licked her pussy. "As enlightening as that was, I prefer to take more personal enjoyment of your pussy. I found myself getting jealous of an intimate object." He then flicked her clit with his tongue.

"Ohhh!" she screamed in pleasure. "Yes!"

He quickly brought her to orgasm again, and he loved the sounds of her pleasure. This time, he could concentrate more on how much she enjoyed what he was doing to her.

Quivering after another orgasm, she lay on his chest once he lay next to her. He wrapped one arm around her body and brushed her hair out of her face with the other. "I'm glad that I please you."

"D-do you…" she was nervous to hear the answer, but she pushed on. She wanted the truth. "Do you even like… doing that? I mean, it's not like you're being touched too."

"You didn't like sucking my cock?" he asked, knowing he could easily prove his point.

"I did!" she said in shock. "Why would you think-?"

"Usako, then you understand. Plus, I don't think you would believe how obsessed I am with the idea of seeing your naked body and touching your pussy. I acted controlled around you, but that was all it was —an act."

"Oh…." she said, pleased by his answer. "That's a relief because I'm going to want that a lot."

He smirked and whispered, "You're greedy, right?"

"No! I don't mean to be!"

Chuckling, he said, "You misunderstand me. I get off on the idea of you being greedy for my touch. Please let me call you that in private. Just the idea makes me feel like I can take care of you and your needs."

Usagi wanted to be whatever he needed her to be. She adored him, and his game sounded fun. "I can be greedy with you."

Mamoru pulled the covers up over them and held her close. "I think we should get some rest."

That night, while Usagi slept, Mamoru took her at her word. After all, she volunteered rule number one. He held her close all night as she gently snored, lying on his chest. As she did, he worked the covers down enough to look at her breasts and gently fondle them. Falling asleep that night was a struggle for him.

The next morning, he woke very late. He was surprised he woke up at nine-thirty but was glad he woke up before Minako arrived. He looked at Usagi, and his heart swelled in his chest. She looked so sweet and perfect to him.

He reached between her legs, knowing this time he wouldn't wake her up with sex since she would still be sore. He rubbed her clit, and he was pleased with how quickly she came awake, moaning in pleasure. "Minako will be here in thirty minutes," he said.

Usagi rolled onto her back, pushed off the sheets, and spread her legs. "Who?" she joked.

"This feels so good you forgot your friend's name?" he asked, playing along.

"Oh gosh, who cares if I have friends? Just don't stop!"

"You're sweet pussy is so greedy. It craves my touch, doesn't it?"

"Yesss!" she screamed in pleasure.

He kept fingering her and brought her to orgasm. Once she was sated and panting, she said, "I'm glad we talked last night. I could become a morning person this way."

"It's nine-thirty! It's hardly early morning."

"Agree to disagree," she replied. "It's early for me. I wouldn't normally leave a party before two in the morning."

He licked his fingers and then leaned over her. "I'm glad I could talk you into leaving early."

Usagi smiled up at him. "Turns out that the one man who could get me to do anything he asked wanted to leave the party early."

Mamoru kissed her cheek. "I didn't hear you complain about leaving early."

"I never complained. I am happy to do anything you ask, Mamo-chan."

He held her and kissed her bare shoulder. "Will you shower with me after Minako drops off your things?"

"Yes," she replied quickly. "I would enjoy that. I also heard you have my favorite lotion," she teased. "You can rub it all over my body."

Mamoru's eyes slipped shut, and he took a deep breath. "You have no idea how exciting that sounds to me. I'll be very thorough."

He then got out of bed and asked, "Do you want a shirt and shorts of mine, or should I just meet Minako?"

"I better get dressed. She's doing me a favor. The least I can do is meet her and answer the questions that won't make me blush to my ears."

They dressed inefficiently. Mamoru was much more interested in touching her naked body than letting her cover it up with clothes, but once they were done, he put on a pot of coffee for himself and poured her a glass of juice.

Shortly after that, there was a knock on the door. He answered and invited Minako in.

She set the bag on the floor and smelled the coffee. "Can I have a cup?"

"Of course," Mamoru replied, pulling out a mug and pouring her some. Once he returned, he handed it to her and said, "I think I remember you drinking it black."

She took a sip and smiled. "I'm impressed you noticed anything other than Usagi."

He fidgeted. "Sorry."

"You misunderstand," she said apologetically. "It wasn't a criticism. I liked that she seemed to be your sole focus. It's why I put up with you for so long and kept encouraging her feelings for you."

"Thank you. You were right about me the whole time."

"I know," she said offhandedly and then turned to look at Usagi. "If you're still a virgin, I'm going to fucking kick his ass."

Usagi blushed and shook her head. "There isn't a reason to be mad at him. He was…." she fidgeted a bit and then added. "You were wrong."

"About?" Minako pressed.

Grabbing Minako's arm, Usagi pulled her close and whispered, "You guessed he was… big. You underestimated him."

Minako's right eyebrow popped up immediately. "Lucky girl," she whispered back.

Minako then pulled back, pleased that Usagi had volunteered that much but understanding that she had done that to head off any other 'awkward' question. "You win," she said instead of asking anything else. "One other question, though," she amended. "He adores you?"

"I do," Mamoru said in answer to her question. "I love her."

"Good. This all worked out in the end. I'm relieved."

Usagi couldn't help herself. She said, "He's loved me, Minako. I'm safe with him. You don't have to worry."

"I will always worry about your happiness just like you'll always worry about mine. That doesn't mean that we have anything to worry about, though."

Mamoru set down his mug and leaned back against the counter. "Fascinating. Listening to your love for Usagi makes me care about you."

Minako laughed loudly. "I will take that as you meant it and not like it sounded. Especially when I feel the same way about you."

Mamoru blushed. "I didn't mean to be rude."

"Don't worry. I'm honestly not offended. Now," Minako pointed at the bag. "I got all of your things, including your hairdryer. There is also a box of condoms in there and a few surprises. I couldn't help myself."

"I'm afraid to open the bag," Usagi replied.

Minako flicked her eyes over at Mamoru but kept talking to Usagi. "I kept the lingerie sexy but tame."

"Oh, look," Mamoru said, feigning innocence. "You finished your coffee. It must be time to go." He then took the still-full mug from her hand.

"Fine," Minako said, amused. "I'll go."

Once she left, he grabbed the bag and walked it to his room. As he did, he said, "I'll put it in here." Usagi had followed him.

"She likes to be shocking," Usagi said by apologizing.

Mamoru shook his head. "I can handle her. She pushed us together. I feel like I owe her —a lot."

"Oh," Usagi said, relieved. "You kicked her out, though."

"Minako wanted me to kick her out. She wants me to be alone with you right now. I wasn't being rude to her. I was showing her that I desire you."

Usagi nodded slowly in thought and then went to the front of the apartment and found her cell phone in her discarded purse. She checked her text messages from Minako, and sure enough, he was right. Her friend was thrilled over how assertive he was and how unapologetic he was about getting her all alone again.

She set her phone down and then walked back into the bedroom. "Sorry. I just really want you two to get along. You do, so I'm good."

"She texted you just now?"

"She is glad you tossed her out and…." Usagi blushed. "Had some rather descriptive ideas on what the two of us could be doing right now."

He walked over and caressed her arm. "I'm not pressuring you for anything. You're probably still sore."

Usagi shook her head. "Why can't you believe I want you just as much? The pressure isn't coming from you at all. I have desires, too."

His eyes filled with longing, and he pulled her close. "Anything you want is yours."

"You did say I was greedy," she whispered teasingly.