It seemed as if he couldn't keep his lips away from hers. He stole another kiss before allowing his hand to drift down her body, feeling along her chest and stopping to allow his hand to feel along the curve. This is a part of her body that can bring pleasure to both of them.
"I'll always be careful."
He loved her too much to want to hurt her -- not that he would have tried to hurt her otherwise. But this was something she trusts him to do well. He couldn't betray that. So, even now that she no longer wears her dress, he isn't going to rush into it. Instead, he began to kiss her skin, kissing along her throat.
Besides, as cool as he seemed, he was also prone to embarrassment when it came to matters of the heart. However, in his mind, they had been together recently so he could remember what she enjoyed.
She's not complaining at all the kisses. She kissed him and would have kissed him again but she broke it when his hands roamed her body and began to trace along the skin of her breasts. At his words, she smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as her fingers carded through his hair.
"I adore you," she whispered.
Soft sounds of content and pleasure came from her lips as he kissed along her neck and she tilted her head to give him more room. Her fingers lightly scratched along his shoulder blades. The weight, the heat, the solid feeling of him above her sent a jolt down her spine and she ran her finger along his calf. She moved to lick the shell of his ear.
"You're wearing too many clothes," she purred, hands moving down to the hem of his pants, lightly squeezing his ass through the fabric.
His breath was a hint of warm air on her skin because he wasn't pulling away. While one hand reached down to undo the button of his pants, the other held one breast in place for his mouth to glide over before taking into his mouth. Always skilled, Mamoru goy his pants ready before allowing the other hand to join in pushing them down. His mouth had to leave her chest temporarily but once his pants were pushed away, he was back to worshipping her body.
When he strokes her breasts, only to replace it with his mouth, she groans and arches a bit into his mouth, her skin touching his and eliciting a greater warmth in her.
She whined when his mouth pulled away but she wasn't disappointed when his pants were gone and they were both just in their undergarments atop her bed. But even that was too much fabric in her opinion. While her body jumped and her breath hitched as he kissed her and touched her and made her feel like the goddess she was.
But Usagi wouldn't leave Mamoru unattended. Her hands reached between their body and her fingers traced his length over the fabric and she groaned at the warmth there. It had been awhile since she had had his manhood in her hand. She stroked it through the fabric, before her fingers slipped under and past the hem and she held him in her hand.
Mamoru exhaled loudly when she wrapped her hand around him. It hadn't been nearly as long for him as it had been for her, but it always felt amazing to be in her hand. For a few more moments, he couldn't do anything more than kiss her, to once more memorize her sweet taste.
It's not possible to love someone more than he loves her.
His hand, so much larger than hers, slides along her stomach before slipping into her panties as well. He's as gentle as promised and only a single finger finds its way into her folds.
"Usagi." Another kiss. "Tell me if it's too much."
When a finger entered her, her grip loosened on his length and her other hand gripped the bed sheets. Oh, oh.
"No, not- not too much," she swallowed. It felt so good to have him back. She closed her eyes and she was getting wetter around him just from him entering her.
Usagi began to stroke him again and lightly rolled her hips. "Keep going, please. Please, Ma-Mamo-chan, don't stop there."
"I'm not going to stop, but I don't want to hurt you."
When he felt his finger moving with more ease, he added a second.
"You said it's been a while so we have to be slower." He couldn't hurt her like this. It would be something he'd never forgive himself for. Even if it meant delaying what they both wanted, he'd be patient.
Another kiss. He wasn't able to stop. "But I'll make you feel good. Trust me." His fingers curled up inside of her, seeking the spot that would drive her wild.
Her breath caught in her throat as another finger entered her and played with her and she leaned her head back into the bed.
And then when he rubbed against her clit she let out a long, low moan and her whole body seemed to want to curl around Mamoru and pull him in. She moaned as he kept rubbing against her and she arched her hips, rocking against his hand.
"I do. I trust you, ah... ah, Ma-Mamo-chan," as she rocked against his hand she pulled her hands away grip his shoulders, her nails digging into him as she sought purchase to rock harder.
His fingers moved until he could feel her body ready to accept him. Finally removing his hand, Mamoru kissed her lips, allowing it to linger again.
"Usagi..."
He wanted to move faster, to feel himself surrounded by her warmth, but not if the price is her pain. With the previous preparation, he hoped it would be enough as he adjusted himself between her legs.
Usagi moaned into his mouth as he kept stroking her and she got wetter and wetter around his fingers, rocking her hips against him. When he called her name she almost didn't hear it over the pounding of her heart.
When his fingers pulled out, she mourned the loss, almost, almost reaching down to stop him but then she felt his hard cock and inhaled, blushing but so very eager. She moved to rub herself up and down along his length, moaning and shaking as she felt the pulsing heat of his cock along her entrance as she covered him with her.
"Yes, yes, god yes, please," she begged with a kiss in between each word as she rubbed up and down along his cock.
Normally, it would flow more easily, with their bodies tangling more quickly unless they intentionally took the time to explore and tease. Tonight, he wanted to ease her back into it, wanted to make sure his eagerness didn't result in her pain. She's far stronger than her slender form hinted, but that didn't mean he wanted to risk something special by moving too fast too soon.
But he was at his limit. With her permission and after preparation, he was ready. Mamoru pushed forward, his eyes closing in pleasure as he felt her tight warmth envelope him. Inch by inch, he felt himself swallowed until he was finally resting flush against her body.
"Nnn..Usagi."
Finding yet another connection with their lips, he wasted no time in setting a pace, his hips rolling to withdraw, only to push himself forward inside of her once more.
"Mamoru!" she moaned out his name as he entered her and she panted when he was fully seated and her hips were tight against his.
They were connected again, in a way that only he could provide. She panted as her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his hips, crossing her ankles. She whimpered as his hips rolled and he pulled out and in and -- oh god.
"Ha... Mamo-chan," she kissed him and rolled her hips in return, keeping the pace slow as it had been a while. She leaned her head back as a soft hitch came from her throat as she kept rocking to meet him. "It's... so good... Missed you so much, Mamo-chan, nnn... faster, please," she kissed him again.
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"I'll always be careful."
He loved her too much to want to hurt her -- not that he would have tried to hurt her otherwise. But this was something she trusts him to do well. He couldn't betray that. So, even now that she no longer wears her dress, he isn't going to rush into it. Instead, he began to kiss her skin, kissing along her throat.
Besides, as cool as he seemed, he was also prone to embarrassment when it came to matters of the heart. However, in his mind, they had been together recently so he could remember what she enjoyed.
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"I adore you," she whispered.
Soft sounds of content and pleasure came from her lips as he kissed along her neck and she tilted her head to give him more room. Her fingers lightly scratched along his shoulder blades. The weight, the heat, the solid feeling of him above her sent a jolt down her spine and she ran her finger along his calf. She moved to lick the shell of his ear.
"You're wearing too many clothes," she purred, hands moving down to the hem of his pants, lightly squeezing his ass through the fabric.
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His breath was a hint of warm air on her skin because he wasn't pulling away. While one hand reached down to undo the button of his pants, the other held one breast in place for his mouth to glide over before taking into his mouth. Always skilled, Mamoru goy his pants ready before allowing the other hand to join in pushing them down. His mouth had to leave her chest temporarily but once his pants were pushed away, he was back to worshipping her body.
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She whined when his mouth pulled away but she wasn't disappointed when his pants were gone and they were both just in their undergarments atop her bed. But even that was too much fabric in her opinion. While her body jumped and her breath hitched as he kissed her and touched her and made her feel like the goddess she was.
But Usagi wouldn't leave Mamoru unattended. Her hands reached between their body and her fingers traced his length over the fabric and she groaned at the warmth there. It had been awhile since she had had his manhood in her hand. She stroked it through the fabric, before her fingers slipped under and past the hem and she held him in her hand.
"I forgot how big you were," she panted.
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It's not possible to love someone more than he loves her.
His hand, so much larger than hers, slides along her stomach before slipping into her panties as well. He's as gentle as promised and only a single finger finds its way into her folds.
"Usagi." Another kiss. "Tell me if it's too much."
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"No, not- not too much," she swallowed. It felt so good to have him back. She closed her eyes and she was getting wetter around him just from him entering her.
Usagi began to stroke him again and lightly rolled her hips. "Keep going, please. Please, Ma-Mamo-chan, don't stop there."
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When he felt his finger moving with more ease, he added a second.
"You said it's been a while so we have to be slower." He couldn't hurt her like this. It would be something he'd never forgive himself for. Even if it meant delaying what they both wanted, he'd be patient.
Another kiss. He wasn't able to stop. "But I'll make you feel good. Trust me." His fingers curled up inside of her, seeking the spot that would drive her wild.
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And then when he rubbed against her clit she let out a long, low moan and her whole body seemed to want to curl around Mamoru and pull him in. She moaned as he kept rubbing against her and she arched her hips, rocking against his hand.
"I do. I trust you, ah... ah, Ma-Mamo-chan," as she rocked against his hand she pulled her hands away grip his shoulders, her nails digging into him as she sought purchase to rock harder.
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"Usagi..."
He wanted to move faster, to feel himself surrounded by her warmth, but not if the price is her pain. With the previous preparation, he hoped it would be enough as he adjusted himself between her legs.
"Are you ready?"
He is. More than.
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When his fingers pulled out, she mourned the loss, almost, almost reaching down to stop him but then she felt his hard cock and inhaled, blushing but so very eager. She moved to rub herself up and down along his length, moaning and shaking as she felt the pulsing heat of his cock along her entrance as she covered him with her.
"Yes, yes, god yes, please," she begged with a kiss in between each word as she rubbed up and down along his cock.
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But he was at his limit. With her permission and after preparation, he was ready. Mamoru pushed forward, his eyes closing in pleasure as he felt her tight warmth envelope him. Inch by inch, he felt himself swallowed until he was finally resting flush against her body.
"Nnn..Usagi."
Finding yet another connection with their lips, he wasted no time in setting a pace, his hips rolling to withdraw, only to push himself forward inside of her once more.
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They were connected again, in a way that only he could provide. She panted as her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his hips, crossing her ankles. She whimpered as his hips rolled and he pulled out and in and -- oh god.
"Ha... Mamo-chan," she kissed him and rolled her hips in return, keeping the pace slow as it had been a while. She leaned her head back as a soft hitch came from her throat as she kept rocking to meet him. "It's... so good... Missed you so much, Mamo-chan, nnn... faster, please," she kissed him again.