As composed as he may be, her very touch nearly makes him shiver, especially combined with the sight below him. Usagi is impossibly beautiful and as she ages, her beauty only grows. Mamoru could easily get lost staring in her deep blue eyes, and he can't help but watch the way her golden hair catches the light.

As she raises up, his hand slides around her waist to keep her in place so that they can continue the kiss a bit longer. There's no rush to get past this point, either. As good as being with her feels, every step of the process warms him from the inside.

Finally, this one breaks as well.

"I want you, too." Another quick peck. "I love you." Another. "Raise your arms."

He reaches out to lift the shirt or dress over his head.