The bell rang, signaling it was the end of class. School was out for the day and it was Friday! She had the weekend to relax! Mina was scheduled to pick her and Kunzite up since her school released early that day due to some public academic event they were having. It also gave Mina the opportunity to drive her friends around in her new, early-graduation-gift, white Jeep Grand Cherokee.
Usagi saw Kunzite walk out of class and joined him on the walk to the front of the school where pick up was. A few cheerleaders and football players joined them on the journey along the way, just for quick catch-ups.
When they made it to the pick up line, they noticed Mina standing outside of her Jeep in a short sundress and sandals, talking to someone leaning on a motorcycle. Usagi briefly felt the tenseness of Kunzite standing next to her before it eased away when they realized who the rider was when he removed his helmet. Up until that point, he was speaking to Mina through his raised visor.
"Mamo!" Usagi ran, dropping her bag just before him, and threw herself at him. He caught her easily, laughing and greeting her sweetly.
"What a pleasant surprise!"
Mina and Kunzite greeted each other with a hug and kiss before looking on to their friends.
"Apparently Mamoru had the same idea of picking you up from school today." Mina was smiling at Usagi.
Usagi looked at Mamoru and then his bike, finally registering the situation. "Oh?"
"Only if you're comfortable enough riding with me." He pulled her in close, whispering. "I promise to be gentle and go nice and slow."
She did not fail to understand his sexual innuendo and blushed scarlet.
Kunzite snickered, and Mina asked why he didn't have a motorcycle to give her rides on.
"I don't need a motorcycle to give you rides, love."
Usagi giggled as Mina's cheeks turned a darker rosy hue.
"If you're interested, I know a guy who could give you a good deal. It's who I bought mine from."
"Yeah? I might be interested. I'll let you know." Kunzite pulled Mina in closer to kiss her temple. The two men had started to repair their relationship, but it wasn't anywhere near where it had been before. Mamoru hoped immensely that they could get back to what they had originally. He knew it was hard word, but he was determined and would work at it.
Mamoru nodded to him before turning back to Usagi. He reached for the second helmet and held it out to her.
"Wanna ride?"
"Promise you'll drive safe and go slow with me?"
"He better!" Mina replied, waiting around to see if she would be giving Usagi a ride after all.
Crossing his heart, Mamoru swore, "I'll protect my precious cargo with my life."
Usagi nodded slowly and he smiled. She allowed Mamoru to place the pink helmet on her darling head.
"That good?"
The helmet felt snug, but wasn't uncomfortable. It was pretty light, but still heavy enough to give her difficulty nodding her head. She affirmed verbally just the same, "Yes, thank you."
"I promise to keep you safe, Usako." Removing his leather jacket, he placed it around her, helping her put it on. "Wear this until I get you one." He grabbed her bag and put it in his hidden compartment.
Mamoru then put his helmet on and tossed his left leg over the bike to straddle it. He then motioned for Usagi to do the same behind him.
In doing so, she made sure to be firmly pressed up against him, her arms crossed over his chest, her hands gripping his shirt to hold on for dear life. His hands squeezed hers, reassuring her again that he wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. Lifting his visor, he leaned down to kiss her hands, further showing his love for her. Closing the visor, he used his heel to push up the kickstand before he turned the bike on and twisted the throttle slowly, revving it.
During all of this, Mina was taking photos of them from all angles. Usagi looked like such a hottie sitting on a sleek, all black motorcycle with Mamoru as its gorgeous driver. They were picture-perfect! It made her want to make Kunzite get a motorcycle!
At first, when Mamoru started to move, Usagi was nervous, even if they were only going ten miles per hour through the roundabout at the school. When they finally made it onto the road, Mamoru maintained his speed and lane and didn't accelerate unless it was needed. Keeping at the speed limit, Usagi felt safe to finally watch her surroundings. It was similar to being in a car–watching the world around them, but the rush of adrenaline and the wind blowing into them was a new experience. She was more worried about the car next to them accidentally swerving into them, or Mamoru not stopping when needed and ramming into the back of a car.
At a traffic light, Mamoru held her hand again, squeezing it as if to ask if she was okay. She rubbed her hands over his chest in confirmation, one of them daring to venture further south. That action brought him to focus on the feel of her body pressed so intimately against his and how her hands were teasing him, however briefly, for the traffic light turned green sooner than he liked.
Arriving at their destination, Mamoru pulled into a parking spot and turned the bike off and pushed the kickstand in place. Removing his helmet, he turned to Usagi and held her hand as she slid off the bike. She removed her helmet without any complications. Her hair was a little wild, but she looked sexy as hell standing before him in his leather jacket that swallowed her up. She wore black yoga pants and a fitted school cheer shirt.
Sliding off the bike, Mamoru immediately went to her and kissed her senseless.
Puffing out a hot breath over her face when he released her mouth, he explained, "I think I kind of have a thing for my sexy girlfriend riding my motorcycle."
Usagi grinned. "Good, because I enjoy feeling up on you while you operate and control a motorized vehicle."
Mamoru laughed before smirking, pulling her in again to nip at her lips. "I look forward to all the rides we'll enjoy together, then."
After making out and getting a little too handsy in public, Mamoru reluctantly pulled away from her lips and pulled her in the direction of the tattoo shop he parked in front of.
"What are we doing here, Mamo?"
Smirking again, "You'll see," was his response as he held the door open for her.
Walking in, Usagi saw all the posters of artwork and books full of different tattoo designs. Quite a few people were spread about, looking at various works of art.
"Wow!" Usagi was impressed with everything! From the design of the place to the decor and the placement of art.
"Hey, Mamoru!" A young blonde male waved at Mamoru, walking over to them.
Fist bumping, Mamoru greeted the man in return. "Jadeite, thanks for taking the time to see me today."
"No, thank YOU for agreeing to do this for me! I really appreciate getting the experience in."
"I think you're pretty set with the experience, but I get it." Turning to Usagi, he motioned to her and introduced her, "Jed, this is Usagi, my girlfriend."
"Ahh, this is the famous Usagi we've heard so much about! It's nice to finally put a face to the alluring woman Mamoru talks so much about!"
Usagi's face flushed a crimson tint. "Hi, nice to officially meet you! You look familiar. I think we had a class together... maybe sophomore year? Portfolio Development with Mrs. Potter. You sat at the front of class while I sat in the back. You probably don't remember me."
His eyes lit up. "Ah, I'm sorry, I don't-" He tapped his chin as he thought back to a memory. "Wait, did you have pink hair that year?"
Mamoru and Usagi laughed, remembering that little fiasco when she wanted to look more artsy. "Yes, I did."
"Yep, then, yes, I've seen you before, so nice to finally meet you officially."
A new, velvety voice sounded beside them. "Mamoru, how lucky of you to have snagged her. Others must be so envious of you for having her."
With hair black as the darkest of night and its length as long as her back, one of the most beautiful women Usagi had ever seen, appeared next to Jadeite, staring at her. Her eyes were violet, a rare natural color that she had only heard about in poetry writings.
"Usako, this is Rei, Jadeite's girlfriend." Mamoru wrapped his arm around Usagi, pulling her into his side.
Extending her hand, Usagi approached Rei, mesmerized. "You're so beautiful."
Rei now had the decency to stain her cheeks in pink at the compliment. Shaking Usagi's hand, she replied, "I–thank you. It's nice to meet you, Usagi." Letting her hand go, she added, "There is truth to Mamoru's words, you are stunning yourself."
It was true, Rei did find Usagi attractive in a way that others did of those who were complete opposites of themselves. It's almost like those with curly hair who envy those with naturally curly or wavy hair. The same principle applied here.
"Thank you. It's nice to meet you as well." They smiled at one another while the men pulled them in the direction that led to the back.
Rei walked next to Jadeite as Usagi and Mamoru followed them as they made their way to a room they would be using. Usagi felt a little self conscious around Rei who was wearing a corset top and tight leather pants. She looked the hot girlfriend part while Usagi felt like she was dressed for bed–comfy and relaxed, not sexy at all. Mamoru held her to him though, comforting her some. She still wondered what they were doing here.
"Mamoru, have a seat." Jadeite pointed to the chair in the center of the room. Grabbing a rolling chair, he offered it to Usagi as he placed it next to Mamoru's seat.
Jadeite washed his hands before applying gloves. He then carted his tray table over to Mamoru and pulled a chair out for himself.
Usagi and Mamoru were both impressed with how clean and sterile everything was. Almost everything looked to be wrapped up and neatly in its place.
Going through the motions and asking questions when needed, Usagi observed the interaction between Jadeite and Mamoru. She watched how Jadeite shaved Mamoru's inner wrist and then cleaned and stripped oils from Mamoru's skin. He then evenly applied transfer gel onto Mamoru's wrist with a tongue depressor. Using transfer paper, he transferred the design onto his skin, covering it with a paper towel and pressing it down to flatten it out evenly for the best result. When Jadeite removed the paper towel, Usagi saw the design Mamoru was getting tattooed on him and her heart sped up. As Jadeite dried the design with a blow dryer, Usagi hugged Mamoru and cried lightly.
"Mamo, are you sure you want to do this?"
Using his right hand to wipe her tears, Mamoru smiled at her. "Of course, Usako. This is your amazing artwork of our entwined initials. Another reminder of us together, forever."
The design was a rendering she had done her junior year in Digital Art and Design class on a project she had to do where she had to create her own font. As a side project, she ended up combining a U and an M in a creative way that made a heart shape, expressing their love for each other in an art form.
Usagi had thought it adorable and simplistic at the time, but Mamoru found it endearing and inspiring. He wondered how he could make it permanent and a tattoo came to mind. Mamoru only had to wait to turn 18 or get his parent's consent.
"I love you, Mamo!" She kissed him lovingly, tenderly, passionately.
"Ahem." Jadeite interrupted them. "So then, you still want this in white ink? Want any shading?"
"Sure, I trust your judgement."
Jadeite dipped the needle in the ink and used the tattoo machine to trace the stenciled design. Mamoru didn't even flinch and even stated how it tickled somewhat from the vibration. Usagi was glad he wasn't in any pain and was awestruck at his dedication to their love.
"What do you think?" Jadeite asked Mamoru about his work of Usagi's work.
"Wow! You really brought dimension and depth with the shading, bringing more vitality and glamour to it!" Usagi squealed in delight. "I want one!"
Mamoru laughed, hearing her art major lingo come out and Jadeite understanding her perfectly. He would have paid for her to get this done, but he needed to wait until she was 18. Mamoru wasn't sure her parents would be okay with her getting his name, albeit more of a symbol, permanently inked on her pristine skin.
Usagi's creation was amazing in that you could tell it was a heart if you looked at it a certain way and you could only see the "U" and "M" if you were looking for it. Her detail to the image was astounding and one of the reasons he loved it so much–subtle, in a way, but blaring emphatically to him in an enamored way.
When he was finished, Jadeite cleaned the area off and applied an ointment over the tattoo before bandaging it up. The tattoo itself was only about the size of a business card when you took the shading into consideration. He went over the aftercare instructions with him and started to clean his area up.
"Just check in with me later this week so I can see how it's healing."
"Thanks, Jed. Where should I pay?"
"Check out with Rei. She'll take care of everything else. Thanks again, Mamoru, and nice seeing you again, Usagi!"
Mamoru stood up from the seat and patted Jadeite on the back in a gesture of thanks.
"You as well and thank you for making this image so memorable and bringing more emphasis to it for us!"
Jadeite understood her meaning and loved this part about his job. It's why he went into tattooing. He wanted to enhance designs and convey the message the clients wanted expressed, in his own unique ability.
"Artist to artist, I appreciate your work and am glad to be able to project your emotions on someone who appreciates them more than anyone." He winked at her and Mamoru wrapped her body to his, agreeing wholeheartedly.
"I hope I get to see more of your work in the future!"
Usagi smiled and waved, "I hope so, too."
Mamoru began making his way towards the front room. Usagi held onto his other arm lovingly.
"So how did it turn out?" Rei smiled when they approached. "Sorry, we got busy up here and I couldn't stick around to see the process. I love watching Jed work."
"I love it. Jed excelled at my expectations for it." Mamoru tapped his card on the reader for payment.
Usagi nodded in agreement, smiling bright.
"Usagi, what about you? Do you like it?"
"I love it! I want one now!"
Rei smiled in return, "I'm glad to hear that. Did you tell Jadeite that? He'll be happy to know you think so highly of his work on your design."
"I did. I hope to schedule a visit in the near future." Without going into details, Usagi ended with, "It was nice meeting you, Rei. Thank you for being so warm and inviting."
Mamoru added, "Yes, thank you, Rei. Have a good night."
"Good night, Mamoru and Usagi. Nice meeting you, Usagi."
They waved and exited, making their way to Mamoru's motorcycle.
"I didn't know you were so interested in that design."
"You made it with love, about us. How could I not be?"
Usagi smiled, pulling him to her by fisting his shirt, and sucking his bottom lip. Mamoru moaned, roaming his free hand over her body concealed by his leather jacket-no one the wiser of his wandering hands.
Before things could get out of hand, Mamoru tried to change the subject and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Grinning, Usagi replied, "For you."
Mamoru laughed and pulled her with him as he sat on his bike. "You aren't making abstinence from you any easier for me."
This time Usagi's musical laugh surrounded them. "Maybe that's my goal."
"You know I want you." He nipped at her neck as his hands gripped her hips. "So much so." His tongue licked between her collarbone, evoking a moan from her, encouraging him further.
Enjoying the heavenly sensations he was bringing about, Usagi's mind wandered deeper. "Have you ever thought about making love on your motorcycle?"
Mamoru stilled. Of course he thought about that. It immediately came to mind when he purchased the bike. The sent photos to them that Mina took of them earlier on his bike, had his mind conjuring up any and every scenario possible. Usagi had no idea how alluring her body was to the male, and female, populations. Her body, the way it bent over and displayed her voluptuous curves in her tights, was enough alone to last him a week or so in the shower or before bed. But the added remembrance of her body pressed firmly against his was forever imprinted in his memory.
"It can be added to our graduation present." He gave her a final peck on the lips before pushing her gently back so he could straddle the bike. They needed to end this public frolicking before he acted on impulse.
Usagi pushed the boundaries and straddled the bike the opposite way of him, sitting in front of him now, facing him. She pulled her legs to rest over his and looped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. He could feel her chest, his jacket opened on her, allowing the plush contact with his hardened planes. The feel of her heat permeating into his now erect desire for her had all sense of propriety thrown out the window. All he could think about was the feel of her on him.
He panted, "Usako, you're playing a dangerous game."
She couldn't understand these urges that were taking over whenever she was around him. She felt the strong need to mark him, claim him, express to him that he is all she needs and she is all he needs.
Threading her fingers through his hair, her eyes danced between his. "I know. I can't help it. Whenever I'm with you, I–"
Interrupting her with a longing kiss, he complicated matters when he used her body to stroke himself, torturing them both, before he came to his senses and ceased. "Fuck." He growled, then admitted, "Trust me, I know what you mean."
Usagi caressed his cheek, smiling sadly at his mirrored expression of her own. "Graduation can't come soon enough."
"It'll be worth the wait, I promise you." He tried to assure not only her, but himself.
Sliding her legs off of his, she stood, as much as she could over the bulk of the bike, and kissed him soothingly. He assisted her with getting off the bike and then presenting her helmet.
"Come, let me feed you before I have to take you home."
"A man who knows his way to my heart." Jesting with him lightened the mood, but didn't make the ache between her legs go away. She could only hope time flew by for graduation because she didn't think she could resist him much longer.