Trapped Together Till Haloween

Mamoru and Usagi sat on the beach in the afternoon sunlight and watched the waves roll up onto the shore. Mamoru held up a paper cup of wine. Gazing into Usagi’s eyes he quietly said, “Here’s to past, present and future love. I will never in any lifetime know anybody more wonderful than you!”

Usagi blushed as they touched cups then fed each other a sip of wine. Usagi then looked into Mamoru’s eyes. She stroked his cheek and said, “Here’s to my wonderful Hero, Prince and Love. May we never be apart again!”

Mamoru leaned over to kiss her. After a few moments he broke the kiss and reminded her, “We forgot to drink.” Usagi laughed as she lifted her cup to his lips to finish the ritual. He did likewise for her.

Their cups were now empty and Usagi was comfortably wrapped in Mamoru’s arms and leaning against him. He held the end of one of her ponytails in his hand and absently caressed the silky strands with his fingers as he rested his cheek on top of her head. Sighing he said, “There’s so much I’m remembering from the past that my head was spinning even before we drank the wine.” Usagi nodded in agreement. They both felt as if they had aged a millennia in a moment. He continued, “Things were very different back then. Do you remember that the four generals were originally my guard and advisors?”

Usagi again nodded. Her voice broke with regret, “I’m so very sorry Mamoru! If I had only remembered earlier I would have tried to heal them instead of destroying them.”

Mamoru quickly reassured her, “Please don’t blame yourself, Love! They had been attacking us and were more than willing to kill us if they had the opportunity to.” He paused then continued with a concerned voice, “The evil being that had taken the Generals had another servant. A very powerful one named, Beryl.”

Usagi shivered at the name. She whispered, “I remember. I wonder, is it possible we are again facing the same enemy? Is she the dark Queen the Generals kept referring to?”

Mamoru nodded and soberly said, “I think she must be.” He saw Usagi’s panicked fearful look and hugged her. He reassured, “This time we’re together and have the crystal. We can win against her this time. I’m certain of it!”

Nodding, Usagi whispered, “You’re right. I’m just worried about while we’re here. What if she has attacked already? I don’t think the Senshi would be able to defeat her without us and the benefit of their past memories.”

Mamoru offered, “I don’t think that has happened yet. I think we’d have seen or felt some kind of reaction from the Earth if it had been overtaken already.

Usagi sighed again, “Yes, but I still can’t help worrying about my friend’s safety.”

With an annoyed expression Mamoru bitterly observed, “Well they certainly weren’t worried about your safety! They left you on an island, defenseless with a guy!” A thought suddenly occurred to Mamoru. “Your friends, Rei, Makoto, Ami and Minako, they’re the Planet Senshi. Aren’t they?!” he asked.

Usagi nodded and Mamoru began to rant as he realized the implications of the other’s actions, “They’re your *protectors*! How could they have justified putting both you and the Earth at such risk?!” He tightened his arms around Usagi and growled, “You do realize this is going to need to be addressed with them when we get back. Right? What they did was totally inexcusable!”

Mamoru’s reaction reminded Usagi of an overprotective guard dog. He was even trembling he was so upset about this. Usagi wanted to giggle at his extreme reaction but decided that would only make it worse. She soothingly said, “Mamoru, my Love, even though they are my team from the past, they don’t have their memories back yet. They are still just young girls in this time. They will learn and truly, I couldn’t have been better protected here with you.”

Sighing, Mamoru compromised, “Fine, I’ll give them the benefit of their inexperience but they still have to be told.” Usagi did agree with that.

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Mamoru had noticed the afternoon was getting warm and he suggested they go for a swim together. Usagi agreed that sounded like a good idea.

Looking at their handmade clothes, Mamoru asked, “Do you think these will survive being swam in? I usually remove mine when I swim each morning.”

Usagi ruefully shook her head no. She was getting tired of always having to remake their clothing.

Mamoru offered, “Okay, how about we take them off then. We can put them back on when we’re done.”

Usagi couldn’t refute his logic so she agreed. They had also started sleeping nude for the same reason.

The two of them stood. Usagi turned her back to Mamoru and quickly stripped off her brief outfit. Suddenly she remembered. “Wait a moment,” she said as she ran inside the lean-to. She came out with the sunscreen and instructed, “We’re both light skinned. Put this on *everywhere* or else you’ll be sorry.”

“Aye, Aye, Captain!” Mamoru quipped.

Usagi stuck her tongue out at him then took a large amount of the lotion and began to spread it over her arms and stomach.

Mamoru swallowed as he also took a handful of lotion. He started to apply it but forgot to continue. He just stood there watching as Usagi stretched and bent to spread the lotion over her body. He started to seriously regret suggesting they swim. Mamoru had forgotten it was too dark to see each other in the lean-to at night. Right then it wasn’t dark at all. [What was I thinking?!] he admonished himself.

Concentrating on reaching all her skin, Usagi began to twist around every which way trying to reach her back.

Almost not of his own volition, Mamoru stepped forward and silently began to smooth the liquid he held over her shoulders. Usagi stood still for his help. He finished her back then continued down over her butt and the back of her thighs.

Mamoru almost groaned out loud as he kneaded more of the smooth lotion into her soft butt, hips and thighs.

Usagi stood frozen to the spot as she felt his hands caress her. She liked this a lot. Her eyes closed and she felt like she was in a trance. She knew the only place she had left to lotion was her breasts though. She figured he would stop and that thought disappointed her. When Mamoru’s hands began to slide forward over her stomach, Usagi realized he wasn’t going to stop and that he knew exactly where she still needed sunscreen applied. Her stomach tightened with anticipation and some nervousness. She couldn’t seem to find the will in her to tell him no.

Mamoru almost expected Usagi to turn around and slap him. His hands now had a mind of their own and unless she did slap him out of it, he was going to continue. He felt the swell of her breasts at the edges of his fingertips and smoothly slid his hands up over them. He was again amazed at how well they fit in his palms. He began to massage the lotion into her soft flesh. His fingers slid up and down caressing the fullness of her breasts but avoiding their peaks.

Usagi had unconsciously leaned back against Mamoru. Her eyes were shut, her mouth was slightly open and she inhaled small breathless pants.

Mamoru watched. His hands on her breasts and the expression on her face were almost enough to push him over the edge. He couldn’t believe he was touching his Princess, his true dream girl! Usagi began to quietly whimper as he continued to avoid the most sensitive parts of her breasts.

As Mamoru again pressed his hands over her breasts, he began to lightly rub his palms slowly back and forth over the entire area including her nipples.

Usagi groaned out loud at the feel of his skin sliding over her. She arched her back to press herself into his hands, wanting more.

Mamoru responded to her silent plea by using his fingers to gently squeeze and play with her nipples.

Feelings of intense pleasure built up in Usagi’s breasts with every incredible touch and squeeze. Those feelings quickly spread down through her stomach to settle between her legs. There they turned into an almost painful desire. Waves of this sensation crashed over her repeatedly. Each one started with the pressure of his fingers and ended with a longing for something more.

Usagi’s knees had given out and Mamoru was now supporting her against his chest with the insides of his arms and one of his knees propped between her legs. He could see her response in her face, he could touch it in the tautness of her nipples and he felt it in her warm wetness increasing against his thigh. He could hear it in her breathless pleas and he could even smell it in her intoxicating scent that seductively surrounded him.

Mamoru was amazed at how much Usagi could turn him on. He felt his length straining and throbbing with desire and he pressed it against her trying to find even a little relief. The sunscreen he had applied made her skin slippery and he easily slid against her. Mamoru groaned at the sensation and repeated the movements so he could feel the wonderful and torturous feeling again.

As Mamoru pushed against Usagi he unconsciously squeezed and rubbed her breasts a little harder. Usagi gasped and Mamoru leaned down to kiss and soothe her. Usagi began to respond in kind to his pressing against her. She pressed back against him and began to rub herself over his thigh.

Realizing his knees were also going to give way soon, Mamoru chose to sit down on the sand where they stood. Usagi now straddled his thigh and was slowly rocking herself against it and his erection.

Mamoru began to kiss and suck on Usagi’s neck as he reached down to pull her up tight against him. He had grabbed the inside of her thighs. However, the sunscreen and her own fluids spread there made his hands slide. Mamoru rubbed over her with his hands and pressed her body hard against his length. He began to caress Usagi between her legs and he felt her shudder in his arms. His fingers explored her soft warm wetness and he breathed, “Oh, Usako! I want…I-I want…Usako…” he pleaded incoherently. Mamoru slowly slid a finger inside Usagi and he felt her muscles clamp down on it. Drawing it out, he then pushed it back inside her again.

Usagi had thrown her head back and arched herself towards his invading finger begging for more.

Mamoru suddenly turned Usagi and placed her on the sand next to him. Leaning over, he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked on it. He added a second finger and began to move them in and out of her body repeatedly. Usagi writhed in his arms and groaned as the pleasure she felt increased to unbearable levels. She suddenly gasped as her entire body locked up in spasms of overwhelming pleasure. Usagi cried out and desperately clung to Mamoru. After a few moments, her breathing began to slow as she relaxed.

Mamoru wanted to make love to her so badly. He wanted to climb on top of her and bury himself to the hilt inside her and never leave. He knew the means to that end was in her purse but he also knew he needed to wait until she was ready to take that step. When she was she would say so. Until then he couldn’t, no matter how very badly he wanted to. Mamoru rolled over onto his back and threw his arm over his face. He took in deep gasping breaths and tried to gather some kind of control of himself.

With his arm over his eyes, Mamoru didn’t see Usagi’s hand reaching for him. He definitely knew when she hesitantly touched him though. He groaned and felt his length twitch in response. Usagi quickly pulled her hand away. Mamoru stopped breathing as he waited. He desperately wanted her to touch him again but waited for her decision.

His movement had startled Usagi and she pulled away. After a moment she decided to try again. She tentatively ran her fingers up his length and over the tip. Mamoru groaned and pushed against her hand. Usagi ran her hand back down him then wrapped her fingers around and lightly squeezed. She was surprised at how soft and hard he was. How smooth and ridged he was. She liked the feel of him in her hand.

The leftover sunscreen on her hand helped him move smoothly and Mamoru reached down to show her what he liked. Usagi figured it out pretty quickly and soon Mamoru was fully overtaken by the sensation of her hand on him and what she was doing.

Gasping, Mamoru knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He figured he should warn Usagi but his brain refused to form the words, “Usa...Usako…” he whispered breathlessly, “I…I’m…going to…to…”

Grabbing Usagi by the shoulders, Mamoru convulsively pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her as he felt the pulsing wave begin in the depths of his groin. “Usako…!” he groaned as his release overwhelmed him.

Usagi felt Mamoru’s movements become more desperate and she heard him whispering and gasping her name. Usagi was amazed at the power in him and that she controlled it. Usagi felt and saw his release and knew she had made him feel good. Just as good as he had made her feel and that made her happy.

Mamoru still had his arms tightly wrapped around Usagi and held her close. He sighed against her hair, “Wow! Oh, Usako…I love you!”

Usagi hugged him and responded shyly, “I love you too, Mamo…Mamo-chan.”

Mamoru smiled at the pet name she had given him. Kissing her forehead, he quietly observed, “I think we could really use that swim now.”

“Uh-uh,” Usagi informed him as she languidly draped her leg over him and snuggled closer to his side, “Sleep first, then a swim.”

Chuckling, Mamoru pointed out, “Usako, we may regret letting this and the sand dry.”

She answered, “I don’t care. We’ll deal with it later. I’m too warm and relaxed to move right now.”

“At least we have enough sunscreen on,” Mamoru added sleepily before they both dozed off.

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Usagi and Mamoru now found themselves really enjoying their forced vacation together.

Usagi was also learning or rather re-learning some things about Mamoru. One of them was that he couldn’t seem to keep his hands off of her hair.

“Ow!” Usagi screeched as she dropped her book and reached for her unraveling “meatball”. For the third time that morning Mamoru had absent-mindedly played with her hair and wrapped his fingers up in her ponytail. She kept forgetting to check first before impulsively jumping up or walking away to do something.

“Sorry, Usako,” Mamoru sheepishly said as he unwrapped the golden strands from his fingers.

Sighing with a bit of annoyance, Usagi said, “Since half my hair is down again, I think I’ll wash it.” Looking up at Mamoru she teased, “Do you think you will survive without my hair until I’m done?”

Mamoru looked up at her with big serious eyes and shook his head no. Usagi couldn’t help but giggle. Mamoru couldn’t hold the expression anymore and joined her laughter as he pulled her down onto his lap to cuddle.

“You know,” Usagi informed Mamoru, “I seem to recall having this same problem with you in the past. How come you can’t leave my hair alone?”

Mamoru laughed even as he was already unconsciously playing with a ponytail. He rested his cheek against her remaining “meatball” and answered, “I’ve always loved your hair. It’s just so beautiful and soft. I can’t help touching it!”

Mamoru admitted, “That’s the reason I gave you the nickname “Meatball-Head”. I wanted to touch and hold your hair so badly each time I saw you. I couldn’t tell you that and I needed an excuse for always staring at your hair so I teased you about it.”

Usagi laughed, “And here I thought it was because you hated my hair. You don’t know how often I considered cutting my hair to stop your teasing!”

Looking up quickly, Mamoru exclaimed, “If you had done that I would have been absolutely devastated! Please promise you’ll never cut your hair again!”

Usagi pointed out, “*I* didn’t cut my hair, remember? Even though it’s a royal pain to wash and comb, I don’t plan to cut my hair. It’s been a Lunarian royal hairstyle for generations and I will continue it. Maybe even pass it on someday to…” Usagi blushed as she stopped herself from finishing her sentence.

“To…?” Mamoru questioned, “To who?”

Usagi blushed more and quietly finished, “Maybe someday…to our daughter.”

Mamoru was stunned speechless. [Our…daughter!] he happily thought. He tried to imagine a small Usagi with meatballs and springy hair. [Maybe she’d have black hair, or brown or red. Heck, I wouldn’t care if it were pink! A daughter!] He hugged Usagi close. “Yes, that would be nice,” he whispered.

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One rainy day they had already played cards, read books, taken naps and eaten. Usagi was staring out the open wall at the rain. She was becoming bored. So was Mamoru then he remembered the chocolate sauce.

They played a game called, “Do you dare?” One person would take the sauce and pour it on a part of his or her own body. If the other person was not willing to lick it off then the turn was over. If he or she was willing to, they’d lick it off until it was clean and it would be the next person’s turn. It may not have been much of a game, but it was fun!

Usagi chose, lips, bellybutton and nipples for her turns.

Mamoru for his turns chose his neck then nipples. That had surprised Usagi. She didn’t know a guy would like being touched or kissed on the nipples. He obviously did like it so she filed that idea away for future reference.

Mamoru hesitated. For his third turn, he considered pouring the thick dark liquid where he really wanted her to lick suck and kiss him the most.

Usagi caught where he had glanced and her eyes widened with shock. “Oh no!” she whispered, “Not there! I *won’t* do it!” she warned him with her arms crossed and a blush staining her cheeks.

Mamoru sighed a bit mournfully then chuckled. He kind of figured that would be pushing her a little too much. [Maybe another time,] he told himself. Leaning up on his elbow, Mamoru seductively whispered in her ear, “I would for you…if you asked.”

Usagi’s eyes opened wide with shock and her blush deepened and spread just the way Mamoru liked to see. “Mamo-chan, you *are* a Hentai!” she accused.

Chuckling louder, Mamoru began to pour the sauce over each of his ten fingers. He looked up with a mischievous grin and answered, “I already told you I was. Didn’t you believe me?”

Huffing indignantly, Usagi sighed, “You’re hopeless!” She contemplated Mamoru’s chocolate striped fingers and giggled.

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The rain had ended but this time it didn’t bring clear skies and cool breezes with it. Instead, it brought an “Indian Summer”. The already humid air turned hot and sultry.

That night the breeze off the ocean, although still warm, made sleeping bearable. Usagi and Mamoru decided to drag the sleeping bag out of the stuffy lean-to and spread it out on the sand. Usagi thought it was very romantic to fall asleep together on the beach with the stars twinkling above them.

Daytime was another story though. The breeze died by morning and as soon as the sun appeared the air became muggy, hot and heavy.

The spring water was still very cold but only one of them could stand under the falling water at a time. The biting bugs also preferred to be near the fresh water source and the vegetation that grew in the shadow of the cliff. Whoever wasn’t directly under the water was viciously eaten alive by the blood-sucking beasties. Even though there wasn’t any shade, the beach and ocean were still the more comfortable choice.

Mamoru had thought to put the wine bottle under the spring to make it cool. In the afternoon, Mamoru dug the bottle out and he and Usagi sat naked on their sleeping bag and enjoyed what was left of the wine.

Usagi can get buzzed from a half a glass of wine and Mamoru didn’t drink very often either. The wine was cool and refreshing and they both probably drank more of it than they should have. Especially after they had started playing “Do You Dare?” with it. The bottle was finally empty and Mamoru and Usagi were trying to decide what they wanted to do next.

“Yuck!” Usagi exclaimed, “I’m all sticky!” as she ran her sticky fingers over the tacky skin on her stomach.

Mamoru laughed and added, “Yes you are! Even your hair is sticky Meatball-Head!”

Usagi looked at her ponytail and scolded, “Well, Mamoru-baka it wasn’t sticky until you grabbed it with *your* sticky fingers!” She stuck her tongue out and challenged Mamoru to a tongue wagging war with a very impressive and wet “Pthhhh…”

Mamoru wiped her spittle from his sticky face with his sticky hand and glared at her. “That was rude, Meatball!” he observed. Mamoru then grabbed Usagi and returned fire with what he considered to be a much better way to conduct a tongue war.

Mamoru had Usagi pinned under him on the sleeping bag as they kissed. Suddenly he grabbed her sides and began to tickle her unmercifully.

Usagi broke their kiss and screamed and laughed as she alternately tried to tickle him back or grab his hands. Of course, nobody else was there to hear her pleas for help so Usagi decided to use the most devastating weapon she had available in this war. She slid her hand down between the two of them and Mamoru suddenly froze in place with a very worried expression.

“Usako!” he whined, “That’s not playing fair!”

Usagi smiled and suggested, “Maybe this battle should be considered a draw. You stop tickling me and I’ll let go.” Mamoru nodded and rolled off of her.

The battle had managed to kick sand up on the sleeping bag and they could now feel that added to the sticky mess already on them.

Usagi started again, “Yuck!”

This time Mamoru stood up and he attempted to grab Usagi and carry her to the ocean. He announced in his most Tuxedo Kamen voice, “I, Tuxedo Kamen, will save you from the stickies, Sailor Moon!” It would have been much more impressive if he hadn’t tripped and both of them fell down on the sand.

They both looked at each other totally covered in sand and laughed hysterically at the sight. Finally, they managed to get to the water.

They waded out just past the breakers. Mamoru took one of Usagi’s ponytails and ran it through his fingers. Soon her hair was floating sticky free and wispy on the water.

They each ran their hands over the other one’s body to make sure the sand and stickiness was gone. Mamoru then lifted Usagi up into his arms and held her to him as they kissed.

Usagi wrapped her legs and arms around Mamoru and thoroughly enjoyed his hands and the water on her body.

Whether it was the wine, the heat or a combination of both, Mamoru and Usagi weren’t really thinking about what they were doing until it was almost too late. Their intimate contact as Mamoru was about to enter her, was what finally got their attention. They both looked at each other and realized what they were about to do.

Mamoru wanted to continue but his pesky conscience was again reminding him that there was something missing. He remembered Minako’s letter. An image of Sailor Moon about eight months pregnant was all it took for Mamoru to remember why this was a bad idea.

They were lying on the wet sand at the water’s edge. Mamoru started to sit up and Usagi desperately whispered, “Please don’t stop, I really want this!” Her words and expression made Mamoru hesitate but the picture he had imagined hardened his resolve.

Usagi also sat up. She was trying to be mature about it and not cry. Her eyes wouldn’t cooperate though and a few tears managed to escape and run down her cheek. Looking away she tried to brush them off quickly.

Reaching out, Mamoru hugged her to him. He whispered, “I’m sorry, but if you got pregnant…again, I’d never be able to forgive myself.”

Usagi sucked her breath in sharply at his reference to what had happened between Serenity and Endymion. She agreed that wasn’t a good idea. Looking up at Mamoru she nodded.

The two of them stood and silently walked back to the sleeping bag holding hands.

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As they ate dinner Usagi thought about what they’d almost done. She realized it was dangerous for them to keep playing like that. It would be especially stupid for her to become pregnant with a big battle coming.

Usagi remembered how Endymion had reacted to that situation in the past. Mamoru too, would never let her fight in that condition. Without her, no matter how hard they tried the battle could be lost, again.

Usagi also felt guilty for depending on Mamoru to be the one to stop them. It wasn’t fair of her to put that kind of pressure on him. She realized she had a decision to make. Either she had to stop all sexual contact between them or else she had to be honest about what they were doing and take the steps necessary to avoid pregnancy.

Smiling to herself, Usagi remembered how successful, or rather, unsuccessful Prince Endymion and Princess Serenity had been at keeping their hands off of each other. Choosing that option hadn’t worked very well at all. Usagi highly doubted it would work any better this time. Sighing, she admitted there was only one realistic answer to this problem.

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After dinner, Mamoru took a shower at the spring while Usagi cleaned the sand off the sleeping bag and hung it up to air-out. While Usagi was taking a shower, Mamoru put the sleeping bag back in the lean-to. He was spreading it out on the futon when he noticed Usagi’s purse on the floor against the wall.

As Mamoru realized what that meant, he smiled and started to make some plans of his own.

Mamoru was sitting on a low flat rock, waiting for Usagi. He had offered to comb Usagi’s hair now that it was long again. He had said it was only fair since she shaves his face for him. Both of them enjoyed their daily rituals.

Usagi returned to camp with dripping wet and tangled hair. She sat down in front of Mamoru on the rock. Closing her eyes, she relaxed as he carefully worked until her hair was glossy and smooth again. Usagi expertly wrapped and twisted her hair into her traditional style. Mamoru had tried but he just couldn’t figure out how to do it.

When she finished with her hair, Mamoru stood, and with a flourish, produced a blood red rose for Usagi. She held it to her nose and inhaled its scent with a smile. To her surprise Mamoru transformed into Prince Endymion. His armor glowed dully in the full moon’s light.

Taking her cue from him Usagi transformed into Princess Serenity. Endymion held his hand out to help her stand. “Will you dance with me, my Princess?” he whispered.

Princess Serenity laughed and answered, “Of course, my Prince, but we don’t have any music.”

Endymion smiled and said, “Yes we do, if you’ll get the star locket that’s in your purse.

Serenity gasped and blushed. She accused, “You looked in my purse!”

Shaking his head he answered, “No.” He added when she looked at him skeptically, “At least not today.”

Now Serenity was confused. Endymion continued, “The day the snake attacked you. You had run off. I heard the locket start to play, although I didn’t recognize the tune right away. I followed the sound to your purse and found the locket.”

Blushing even more furiously, Serenity whispered, “So, you knew what was in my purse ever since then!” Endymion nodded and Serenity asked, “If you knew then why didn’t you say something?”

“I wanted you to decide when you were ready. I didn’t want you to feel pressured by me.” Endymion explained. Serenity nodded and smiled gratefully. Endymion reminded her, “Are you going to get the locket or should I?”

“I’ll get it,” Serenity answered as she turned toward the lean-to.

Serenity returned and placed the star locket on the rock. The lid popped open by itself and started to play. Startled, Serenity gave the locket a funny look. Endymion looked over her shoulder. He asked, “What makes that go anyway? Does it ever need to be wound or anything?”

Lifting it back up, Serenity examined the locket closely. “No, there isn’t anything to wind. It just…goes.” She concluded with a shrug.

Endymion shrugged too then offered his hand to Serenity again to dance. She floated into his arms and soon they were happily dancing together under the moonlight.

After a while Endymion stepped back from Serenity and de-transformed so he now stood before her simply as Mamoru.

Usagi saw he looked a little nervous or unsure or…something, she couldn’t tell. She decided to also de-transform into just Usagi again.

Mamoru smiled and led her by the hand to sit on the rock again. He knelt next to her then pressed her hand against his cheek. For a moment he was silent with his eyes closed.

“Usako,” Mamoru finally spoke, “In the past, when we were the Prince and Princess of great and powerful realms, we made a promise to each other. Evil interfered and we were never able to fulfill that promise.”

Mamoru looked up at Usagi and she could see all he felt for her in his eyes. Nodding, Usagi acknowledged the truth of his words. She didn’t know where he was going with this but his eyes assured her she had nothing to fear.

Mamoru continued, “That promise made a millennia ago, still stands unfulfilled as a memory. Now…here, I want to make a new promise with you. I love you, Usako. I always will. I’d be honored if you would agree to marry me and be my wife. I realize it will be a while since we both have school to finish, but I wanted to ask you now. I didn’t want us to be assuming it based on the past. I loved you as Sailor Moon, and I loved you as Usagi even before I knew I loved you as my Princess. Please, Usako. Will you marry me when we are able?”

Tears filled Usagi’s eyes and ran down her cheeks as she listened to Mamoru. She tried twice before she was able to choke out, “Yes…I will marry you!” Usagi launched herself off the rock and into his arms. She whispered, “I love you Mamo-chan, my Masked-man and my Prince! I always will!”

Mamoru lifted Usagi’s chin with his fingers and gently kissed her. Releasing her lips, he stood with her in his arms. He carried her to the lean-to and gently sat her on the sleeping bag. She looked up and held her arms up to him.

Mamoru contemplated Usagi for a moment. Her hair pooled around her, her lips were barely parted and curved in a soft smile. Her eyes sparkled with an open invitation that was just for him. An invitation that took his breath away.

This would be intentional, Mamoru realized. It wouldn’t sneak up on them at a weak moment and ambush them as a secret guilty pleasure. This would be a blatant acknowledgement of their love.

They had all the time in the world to show their love to each other and Mamoru wasn’t about to rush it. He smiled then knelt down. Reaching behind Usagi, he untied her top then reached to her hip to untie her wrap. Both pieces of string and leaves fell off, revealing the rest of Usagi to him. Mamoru leaned over to gently kiss her and Usagi playfully reached up to pull the tie on Mamoru’s wrap. He broke their kiss then reached down to put their clothes off to the side.

Putting her arms around Mamoru’s neck, Usagi tugged to have him lie down with her.

Mamoru chuckled at her pout when he sat back up and lifted her arms from him. He pulled a rose, handed it to Usagi then gently directed her to lie down on her stomach.

Usagi was a little perplexed until she felt the petals of another rose being slowly drawn down between her shoulder blades to the small of her back. Mamoru retraced the path back up to Usagi’s neck and the soft touches of the flower made her shiver. He slowly traced down her right arm to her wrist then back up. He repeated it on her left arm. He then dipped the rose down and it brushed along the side of her breast before following the curves of her waist and hip. He slowly ran the flower up over the back of her thigh and followed the curves of her butt before drawing the rose back up her other side, brushing the side of her right breast.

Usagi sighed happily. She felt like she was going to melt away and yet at the same time, an electric tingle lingered on her skin wherever the flower had touched her. She heard Mamoru doing something by the side of their bed but she was too relaxed to even open her eyes and see what it was.

An incredibly sweet scent filled the air and it almost made Usagi lift her head to see what it was. Before she could decide to do so, she felt Mamoru put his hands on her back and start to gently massage her neck. His fingers easily slid over her skin and he was finding every muscle she had and giving each one very personalized attention.

Usagi fuzzily realized Mamoru must have found the massage oil that was in her purse. It smelled beautiful! “Hmmm…,” she sighed, “What scent is that?”

Mamoru quietly answered, “Jasmine,” as he continued to knead Usagi’s lower back muscles.

Usagi never knew a massage could be like this. It was both relaxing and very sensual. She whispered, “Mamo-chan?”

Leaning over to hear, Mamoru responded, “Hmm?”

“This is *wonderful* but…if you don’t stop I’m going to fall asleep and we won’t get to anything else,” Usagi pointed out in a very sleepy and relaxed voice.

Mamoru leaned down and his breath caressed her ear. In a slow seductive voice he answered, “Don’t worry, Usako. If you fall asleep, I know just what to do to get your attention again.” He emphasized his claim by sliding his hand over the soft swell of her butt and down her inner thigh. He gently ran his fingers over her folds, just barely sliding between them to skim the sensitive area underneath.

Usagi had caught her breath when Mamoru spoke in her ear. When he touched her, her breath expelled with a longing groan. She lifted her hips to give him access to more of her as she almost wailed, “O-oh…I-I…I see…” She wanted to cry when Mamoru moved his hand back up over her butt and continued to massage her back.

“P-please…,” she pleaded as she started to turn over.

Mamoru stopped her and soothingly whispered, “Patience…we’ll get there.”

Continuing the massage, Mamoru worked down over her butt, thighs and calves. He said he’d skip her feet since he knew how ticklish she was there.

Mamoru asked Usagi to turn over. He continued the massage by running his hands up her shins, over her knees then caressing the front of her thighs.

Usagi bent her knee up to again offer Mamoru access to her. He massaged her inner thighs then leaned over to gently kiss the knee she had bent. That kiss was almost his undoing. He could smell her scent mixed with the Jasmine and hesitated. He wondered to himself if he could continue with his intended plan. He didn’t want to. His body was telling him this was definitely enough. However, Mamoru could sometimes be a bit stubborn. He had a plan and he was going to follow it through even if it killed him!

Mamoru brought his hands up from Usagi’s thighs and slowly slid them to each side of her triangle of blonde curled hair. He completely avoided the center of her and instead ran his hands over her hips and abdomen. He was careful not to tickle her. He used a pressure and movement that was a caressing massage. A few times he hit a sensitive spot and she would gasp and reflexively twitch. Each time, Mamoru held his hands and fingers still until he felt her relax again. His hands carefully followed the curve of her breasts over her ribs then slid up along her sternum between her breasts.

By this time Usagi had given up on hoping Mamoru would touch her more sensitive areas. He would get to them when he wanted to and not before. He was driving her absolutely one-hundred-and-ten percent crazy! His caresses felt *so…* good too though. She decided if she did die of anticipation, she’d die happy.

The massage ended with her shoulders. Mamoru stretched out next to Usagi and gently kissed her lips as he stroked her cheek and temple.

Usagi’s eyes flew open when she felt the kiss, to look into his deep-blue eyes. Desperately she asked, “Is the massage finished?”

Mamoru chuckled and answered, “Yes…and no.”

Poor Usagi looked so confused that Mamoru laughed out loud then claimed her lips in a searing kiss.

[Ohh…,] Usagi thought happily, [*this* is what I really want!]

Lifting her arms, Usagi wound them around Mamoru’s neck and insistently pulled him to her. She reciprocated his passion in the kiss as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Mamoru could feel Usagi’s scented and lightly oiled skin pressed up against him. His resolve to take things really slow was fading fast. Especially when she slid her leg between his and wriggled her body even closer to him.

Mamoru kissed down her neck to her breast. His hand caressed her other nipple and he took the closest one in his mouth to taste and tease. Her groan was music to his ears and he loved how she would hold him and pull him closer to her for more.

Usagi was already so turned on by the massage that when Mamoru began to touch and kiss her breasts, they were ultra-sensitive. Each nibble, suck and kiss sent waves of pleasure crashing over her and made her already tightened stomach and groin pulse with aching need. She thought she’d die if he didn’t touch her where she needed him to, really soon.

Realizing she wanted to touch him too, Usagi slid her hand over Mamoru’s chest and nipples. She felt him press harder with his fingers on her nipple and he pressed her other nipple with his tongue then gently pulled back to slowly pull it from his mouth. That move almost sent her through the roof. She clenched her fist against Mamoru’s chest and her other hand was clench against the back of his head. She was pulling his hair but neither of them noticed.

Mamoru moved up to kiss her lips again as his hand moved down her stomach. He pressed over her soft triangle of hair and ran his fingers through it before continuing to his goal. Sliding his fingers between her folds, he found she was so wet and soft that just touching her almost made him loose it. He slid two fingers inside her and felt her muscles squeeze tight. He drew his fingers out and in again and Usagi began to move her hips to match his rhythm. When Mamoru felt Usagi’s hand wrap around his shaft and gently squeeze, he groaned. She began to move her hand and Mamoru realized he wasn’t going to last much longer if she kept touching him like that.

Usagi had felt his fingers finally reach where she needed them. He moved his fingers in and out of her repeatedly and she reached down to squeeze and caress him too. They both began to move with the other one’s rhythm and Usagi could already feel herself ready to go over the edge.

Mamoru pulled away from her suddenly and grabbed her purse. Frantically pulling out a package he opened it. He tried to slip the condom on but fumbled in his haste. Finally he was ready. Usagi reached for him and he moved over her. Wrapping her legs around his hips she desperately pulled him closer.

Mamoru just wanted to bury himself inside her over and over again hard and fast but realized he could hurt her. He kissed Usagi and forced himself to go slow.

His tip touched her and she felt him slide in slowly. As he filled her, Usagi felt her tight body stretching to accommodate him. It was a little uncomfortable but it wasn’t too bad. When he was, at last, all the way in, they both sighed with relief and just stayed still for a moment to get used to it.

Mamoru slowly drew himself out then pushed back in again. The feeling of her body enveloping him was incredible.

As Mamoru began to slowly move in and out, Usagi gasped. She was so close to the edge and this finally pushed her the last step. Throwing her head back, Usagi cried out. Her body gripped him repeatedly as the intense feelings overwhelmed her.

Mamoru felt her body grip him so tightly and he couldn’t hold back. He pushed into her quickly then groaned as he pulsed his release too.

Usagi could feel him moving in her and she squeezed him tight. Their pleasure cycled tightly between them until they both were spent.

Mamoru collapsed into Usagi’s arms and she gently stroked his hair as they both tried to catch their breath.

Finally they looked into each other’s eyes. Love and happiness were reflected there. “I love you, my Usako!” Mamoru whispered.

Usagi responded, “I love you too, Mamo-chan!”

Chapter 8 -All Good Things… will be posted soon. ^_^


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