[There was a very soft "oh!" as she's turned onto the bed but she smiles and runs her hands through his hair. If anyone was going to be the least surprised, it would have been him. After all, they knew each other in every form, didn't they? She shifted, her legs gently sliding along his as they did.]
Has my king been lonely? [She ran her thumb along his cheek.] I'm awake now, I can make it all better.
[She inhaled deeply as she pulled him tighter to her, feeling his ache, the pain he felt from having her there and yet so far away. Her arms held her to him tightly and her fingers curled in his shirt.]
I'm all ears, doctor. [She whispered against his lips when they broke for air.]
[She inhaled sharply as his kiss moved along her jaw but she merely smiled and lightly traced her fingertips along his with one hand while the other moved down to begin unbuttoning his shirt. She had gotten rather good at undressing him with only one hand considering how often she had to do it. She moved her head to give him more access to her neck and closed her eyes.
She slid her leg between his, rubbing her thigh against him, sliding it back and forth along his thigh and back to press against his length.]
I need you too. I want you to kiss me, to touch me. [She whispered.] I've missed you so much, Mamoru. This new body... it still aches for you, please don't leave me wanting.
[ She's pressed against him, beautiful and open. When friction is added to the situation, it doesn't take long before Mamoru begins to harden. Usagi feels so perfect, her tastes as pure and perfect as always.
Teeth scrape along the skin, replacing the kiss of soft lips. There's no part of him that doesn't want to cherish every inch of her forever, but adding different textures and actions help keep them on their toes.
As much as he wants to feel her around him, rushing feels almost sinful. Instead, he reaches down so that his hand rests between her legs. Through the clothing, Mamoru rubs at her, offering the same kind of friction she offers to him. ]
[There's a soft gasp and panting as he rubbed her and her hips rocked against his hand as she became wetter from their equal ministrations. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, right now she was wearing too many clothes. How on earth did older her deal with this much fabric? Well, no, she knew how considering how often they coupled while she was a princess.
She shifted, the pearl buttons holding her gown together easy enough to reach most of them, unable to do a good number but not all of them. Her gown became loss, falling around her breast and she shifted to kiss him again, undoing his shirt and nuzzling his ear, kissing it and then biting it.]
We're both wearing too much right now. [She heard a button snap off and blushed.]
[ Mamoru is happy to help her remove the buttons. When it's obvious she plans on handling it herself, he nods in agreement and shrugs the shirt off, revealing his slender but defined chest.
For a moment, he has to break their connection in order to raise up and slide the gown down her body. Barely able to handle the disconnect, Mamoru lowers his head almost immediately to kiss at every inch of bare skin revealed until he's kissing over her breasts. The entire time, his hand works her. After a few more seconds, it leaves, only to return, this time under the skirt. His fingers find her soft folds immediately. ]
I'll help you fix that.
[ It's a hint of a breath before he's back to her breast, planting soft kisses on the perfect skin. ]
Much better. [With her gown gone she was left in nothing and she kept lightly rocking into his hand, getting wetter and wetter. When his mouth was on her breasts, she moaned out his name.]
M-Mamoru. [Her hands reached up to scratch along his scalp, carding through his hair. She moved her hand to rest on top of his between her legs, her breath hitching.]
Ah, s-so good. [She pulled her hand away from his hair and ran it down his neck, along his shoulder blades and spine, her nails lightly scratching along the way.] Mamo-Mamo-chan... [She arched her hips to give him even more room, her legs spreading a bit wider.] You said... you wanted... haa to kiss me... ah everywhere. You've not kissed me Oh! everywhere.
[ Despite his words, his kiss breaks so that he can pepper them along her stomach, a hint of teasing in his voice so that she knows he really does want to kiss every inch of her body.
As his lips trace her skin, his teeth begin to scrap across her stomach, Mamoru doing his best to urge her nerves to attention.
He's bent lower now, his head between her legs. Hooking his arms under her knees, he lifts her body and finally, finally, kisses her in the most intimate of places. Finding the slit between her folds, Mamoru's tongue traces the opening before plunging in deeper. ]
I've been gone for a month, I'm allowed to be. [She purred out and then gasped, her back arching slightly as his lips and tongue were on her.]
OH! Ah, Ma-Mamo-chan! [She gripped the bedsheets and then decided that she much rather be holding him. Her hands found purchase in his hair and she scraped her nails along his scalp.] Right there, yeah! Ah... that... oh you haven't... you're still so good!
AH! [She twitched and pulsed and kept rocking up into his hips, tightening her stomach to press against his tongue and lips.] I love you... yes- ah, right there!
[ His tongue is too busy to speak. Instead of telling her of his love for her, Mamoru will gladly show it with devoted and intense attention.
As his tongue explores the hidden depths that have brought them so much pleasure, he's sure not to ignore other areas that might help her reach new peaks. Once he's moved on from the sensitive nub and is exploring equally sensitive areas, Mamoru replaces his tongue with his finger for a double attack. His hand catches the area with his thumb and rubs it with enough pressure to hopefully earn her attention to that spot. All the wall, his mouth kisses and licks between the folds, his eyes always on her.
This is the woman he loves more than life itself. ]
O-OH! Mamoru! [As his fingers stroke her in time with his tongue she rocks against his mouth and hand. Her shoulders pressed into their mattress. She was shaking and moaning his name. No matter what form she took, he treated her like a goddess, revered her body. Her body was a temple and he was a devout worshipper. Though, very soon she would reciprocate his devotion with her own.
The way he watched her, the way his eyes held her. She felt dirty and sexy all at once. His eyes made her even more excited. But she had to break his gaze as her head bent back and she reached up to massage her breast, moaning his name. She was getting wetter and wetter as his tongue said their prayers. She whimpered.
She wanted him.]
You... you're so good. Your kisses... [She moaned again, biting her lip.] Mamoru... Please... [She was going to come with how skilled his mouth was, how he knew her body so well. ] I've missed you, missed this- haa... ah, oh... Mamo... I'm so close!
[ Her reactions are as sweet as her body. Mamoru loves every inch of her body but he loves her cries of pleasure just as much. When they make love, it's never about their own enjoyment but what they can give as well. Despite not having been touched since finding himself between her legs, he's erect and her sounds of enjoyment only continue to send heat throughout his body.
She's about to finish. Wanting to help her end on a high note, Mamoru begins to hum, adding vibration to the already sensitive area. ]
[Her hands reached for his hair and she grabbed and pulled it as she screamed his name, her hips arching up and she pressed against his tongue, his mouth, his kiss as she was shaking and came. Her body shook as she kept rocking her hips until he drank every last drop of her and she panted as she fell back against the bed.
She panted, closing her eyes and trying to catch her breath. She gave a tug to Mamoru's hair, wanting him to come join her, wanting to kiss him, to thank him for such kisses. She wanted, especially, to show him how much she missed him in return.]
[ More than willing to steal her mouth for a kiss of another kind, Mamoru raises up and captures her lips, long arms enveloping her small body. He's a bigger, heavier weight, but Mamoru is careful not to put too much pressure on the miniature Queen. ]
I love you.
[ The words come as easily as breathing. Loving her come as easily as breathing.
A large hand strokes through her hair, adoring every inch of her body. ]
[She ran a thumb along his cheek and giggled, unable to help herself, fully content, though not fully sated in his arms. She pressed a kiss to his lips.]
To the moon and back. [She smiled... and then promptly flipped them over so that she was straddling his waist. Her hands gently resting on his stomach.]
And my king has been so patient. [She ran one hand along his stomach, down his hip, and then behind her to grip his length.] So much so that I have not forgotten you've been left unsatisfied.
[ His words aren't a refusal but an assurance. Mamoru enjoyed the taste of her on his lips, the feel of her in his arms. Even if he hasn't climaxed directly, it's not as he's been selfless in his actions.
Still, he's all too happy to accept more. Mamoru rolls his hips into her hand, encouraging her touch. ]
You really are a king among men. [She leaned forward, gently nosing his cheek and then kissing him.] You're always so generous and giving to me, Mamoru.
[She kissed him, all the while not stopping as she stroked his cock before sitting back up and then shifting so that her entrance was hovering right over his tip. Having orgasmed already, she was quite wet and she guided him into her and shivered, moaning, shaking as he penetrated her, bending her head back. She gasped when she was fully seated on his length.]
[ The quick and immediate sheathing is enough to cause another roll of his hips and a moan from a man who could be on the silent side at times. ]
Nnn...Usagi.
[ Reaching out, Mamoru places a hand on both of her hips to help her rise and fall, fingers spread across pale skin. His already dark eyes grow darker, clouded by lust and pure desire for the woman he loves more than life itself. She's so beautiful, and as much as he loves her for many reasons, the fact hasn't gone unnoticed by him. Despite being on the bottom position, his hips keep thrusting him, meeting her rhythm. It's not in his control; she feels too good. ]
[Her head falls back as he thrusts into her again and again. She's perfect? He's the perfect one! The way he rocks in her, the way gravity makes things so wonderful with how deeply he's penetrating her. Serenity is panting as she leans back, her hands resting on his thighs for balance and support as she is rocked up and down, speared on his cock.
Her breasts bounce with every thrust and the sound of their skin slapping together, mixing with her panting and the soft moans of his name.
She has every intention of making him cum in her.]
[ Reaching climax inside of her is as difficult as breathing. The biggest obstacles is to save some peace of mind to not finish too quickly when he just wants more and more of his lover. Selfishly, his hands run over her body, worshipping his Queen. The amount of love for her can never be properly expressed, not even with the most intimate of acts, but like this, he's closer than simple words can convey. ]
Usagi...
[ Breathing heavily, he reaches out and runs a hand across her breast, catching one and massaging it with his palm, catching the nipple between his fingers and rolling it with practiced skill. ]
You're so beautiful...
[ It's not something she should doubt for a moment. ]
[He was touching her, he was making love to her, he was fucking her and it was all perfect. She shivered and tightened around him as he ran his hands over her, knowing her in a way no one else ever would, ever could both physically and emotionally.
Serenity moaned out his name as she smiled, sweat making her bangs stick to her forehead, her entire pale body a soft pink at this point.
She pushed her hands off of his thighs to lean over him, reaching up to undo her buns so that her hair cascaded around them. She kept riding up and down on his cock.]
Thank you. [She grinned.] I love you, Mamoru. So much. [She rolled her hips, resting her hands on his abs for support and leverage to go faster and faster against on his length..]
[ Second by second, Mamoru can feel his pleasure growing. With her perfection, with the smooth and easy movements that drown him in pleasure. Inch by inch, he travels closer to the crest, closer to the blinding orgasm that's a cultivation of all of their work. ]
Usagi...
[ Heavy, ragged breath betrays the coming climax. ]
[She caught his mouth, kissing him, riding him. She broke away to whisper.]
Come- come in me!
[She then moaned as she shifted to ride him faster and harder, her muscles tightening around him in anticipation for his climax into her body. She panted, her nails digging into his skin leaving crescents in their wake as she was wet and the sound of her skin slapping against his made her get even wetter as he pounded into her more and more.]
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Has my king been lonely? [She ran her thumb along his cheek.] I'm awake now, I can make it all better.
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[ Catching her hand, he brings it to his lips and places a kiss on her palm. ]
It was only a month, but seeing you without being able to reach you, without being able to talk to you was torture.
[ Reaching down, Mamory traces along her face, cupping her cheep in his larger hand. ]
As a doctor in training, I know how much it's going to take before it's all better.
[ie: they should keep kissing. ]
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I'm all ears, doctor. [She whispered against his lips when they broke for air.]
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[ His hand trails down, feeling over her body, tracing along her feminine curves. ]
I need to touch all of you.
[ Bending down, Mamoru plants another kiss on her lips before kissing along her jaw. ]
Kiss all of you.
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She slid her leg between his, rubbing her thigh against him, sliding it back and forth along his thigh and back to press against his length.]
I need you too. I want you to kiss me, to touch me. [She whispered.] I've missed you so much, Mamoru. This new body... it still aches for you, please don't leave me wanting.
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Teeth scrape along the skin, replacing the kiss of soft lips. There's no part of him that doesn't want to cherish every inch of her forever, but adding different textures and actions help keep them on their toes.
As much as he wants to feel her around him, rushing feels almost sinful. Instead, he reaches down so that his hand rests between her legs. Through the clothing, Mamoru rubs at her, offering the same kind of friction she offers to him. ]
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She shifted, the pearl buttons holding her gown together easy enough to reach most of them, unable to do a good number but not all of them. Her gown became loss, falling around her breast and she shifted to kiss him again, undoing his shirt and nuzzling his ear, kissing it and then biting it.]
We're both wearing too much right now. [She heard a button snap off and blushed.]
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For a moment, he has to break their connection in order to raise up and slide the gown down her body. Barely able to handle the disconnect, Mamoru lowers his head almost immediately to kiss at every inch of bare skin revealed until he's kissing over her breasts. The entire time, his hand works her. After a few more seconds, it leaves, only to return, this time under the skirt. His fingers find her soft folds immediately. ]
I'll help you fix that.
[ It's a hint of a breath before he's back to her breast, planting soft kisses on the perfect skin. ]
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M-Mamoru. [Her hands reached up to scratch along his scalp, carding through his hair. She moved her hand to rest on top of his between her legs, her breath hitching.]
Ah, s-so good. [She pulled her hand away from his hair and ran it down his neck, along his shoulder blades and spine, her nails lightly scratching along the way.] Mamo-Mamo-chan... [She arched her hips to give him even more room, her legs spreading a bit wider.] You said... you wanted... haa to kiss me... ah everywhere. You've not kissed me Oh! everywhere.
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[ Despite his words, his kiss breaks so that he can pepper them along her stomach, a hint of teasing in his voice so that she knows he really does want to kiss every inch of her body.
As his lips trace her skin, his teeth begin to scrap across her stomach, Mamoru doing his best to urge her nerves to attention.
He's bent lower now, his head between her legs. Hooking his arms under her knees, he lifts her body and finally, finally, kisses her in the most intimate of places. Finding the slit between her folds, Mamoru's tongue traces the opening before plunging in deeper. ]
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OH! Ah, Ma-Mamo-chan! [She gripped the bedsheets and then decided that she much rather be holding him. Her hands found purchase in his hair and she scraped her nails along his scalp.] Right there, yeah! Ah... that... oh you haven't... you're still so good!
AH! [She twitched and pulsed and kept rocking up into his hips, tightening her stomach to press against his tongue and lips.] I love you... yes- ah, right there!
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As his tongue explores the hidden depths that have brought them so much pleasure, he's sure not to ignore other areas that might help her reach new peaks. Once he's moved on from the sensitive nub and is exploring equally sensitive areas, Mamoru replaces his tongue with his finger for a double attack. His hand catches the area with his thumb and rubs it with enough pressure to hopefully earn her attention to that spot. All the wall, his mouth kisses and licks between the folds, his eyes always on her.
This is the woman he loves more than life itself. ]
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The way he watched her, the way his eyes held her. She felt dirty and sexy all at once. His eyes made her even more excited. But she had to break his gaze as her head bent back and she reached up to massage her breast, moaning his name. She was getting wetter and wetter as his tongue said their prayers. She whimpered.
She wanted him.]
You... you're so good. Your kisses... [She moaned again, biting her lip.] Mamoru... Please... [She was going to come with how skilled his mouth was, how he knew her body so well. ] I've missed you, missed this- haa... ah, oh... Mamo... I'm so close!
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She's about to finish. Wanting to help her end on a high note, Mamoru begins to hum, adding vibration to the already sensitive area. ]
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She panted, closing her eyes and trying to catch her breath. She gave a tug to Mamoru's hair, wanting him to come join her, wanting to kiss him, to thank him for such kisses. She wanted, especially, to show him how much she missed him in return.]
I love you. [She whispered against his lips.]
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I love you.
[ The words come as easily as breathing. Loving her come as easily as breathing.
A large hand strokes through her hair, adoring every inch of her body. ]
Forever.
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To the moon and back. [She smiled... and then promptly flipped them over so that she was straddling his waist. Her hands gently resting on his stomach.]
And my king has been so patient. [She ran one hand along his stomach, down his hip, and then behind her to grip his length.] So much so that I have not forgotten you've been left unsatisfied.
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[ His words aren't a refusal but an assurance. Mamoru enjoyed the taste of her on his lips, the feel of her in his arms. Even if he hasn't climaxed directly, it's not as he's been selfless in his actions.
Still, he's all too happy to accept more. Mamoru rolls his hips into her hand, encouraging her touch. ]
Usagi...
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[She kissed him, all the while not stopping as she stroked his cock before sitting back up and then shifting so that her entrance was hovering right over his tip. Having orgasmed already, she was quite wet and she guided him into her and shivered, moaning, shaking as he penetrated her, bending her head back. She gasped when she was fully seated on his length.]
Oh... oh god, you're so deep.
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Nnn...Usagi.
[ Reaching out, Mamoru places a hand on both of her hips to help her rise and fall, fingers spread across pale skin. His already dark eyes grow darker, clouded by lust and pure desire for the woman he loves more than life itself. She's so beautiful, and as much as he loves her for many reasons, the fact hasn't gone unnoticed by him. Despite being on the bottom position, his hips keep thrusting him, meeting her rhythm. It's not in his control; she feels too good. ]
You feel perfect.
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Her breasts bounce with every thrust and the sound of their skin slapping together, mixing with her panting and the soft moans of his name.
She has every intention of making him cum in her.]
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Usagi...
[ Breathing heavily, he reaches out and runs a hand across her breast, catching one and massaging it with his palm, catching the nipple between his fingers and rolling it with practiced skill. ]
You're so beautiful...
[ It's not something she should doubt for a moment. ]
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Serenity moaned out his name as she smiled, sweat making her bangs stick to her forehead, her entire pale body a soft pink at this point.
She pushed her hands off of his thighs to lean over him, reaching up to undo her buns so that her hair cascaded around them. She kept riding up and down on his cock.]
Thank you. [She grinned.] I love you, Mamoru. So much. [She rolled her hips, resting her hands on his abs for support and leverage to go faster and faster against on his length..]
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Usagi...
[ Heavy, ragged breath betrays the coming climax. ]
Almost...
[ It's a warning. It's a promise. ]
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Come- come in me!
[She then moaned as she shifted to ride him faster and harder, her muscles tightening around him in anticipation for his climax into her body. She panted, her nails digging into his skin leaving crescents in their wake as she was wet and the sound of her skin slapping against his made her get even wetter as he pounded into her more and more.]
Come in me, Mamoru!
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