Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Interlude (A Continuation) ❯ Interlude (A Continuation) Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Essence 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.23.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.23.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
Interlude (A Continuation)
Chapter 4
By Essence
Let it be known now...there is no hentai in this chapter! Instead there is the borderline sexuality the two are feeling. Meaning that there are brief thoughts of sex but no sex scenes in the chapter. Well enjoy!
Songs I recommend listening to while reading this chapter: " Close my Eyes Forever"
Lita Ford and Ozzy Osborne
" I Could Fall in Love" Selena
Interlude (A Continuation)
Chapter 4
By Essence
It had been dark in the apartment that morning when he had left for school but now it seemed light had crept back in. The door opened underneath his fingertips and they walked in. She was wet from the rain, strands of hair hanging limp with her skirt, the wet drops showing on the dark blue material.
" We better get these groceries put away before something melts," Darien broke the silence. He slipped the umbrella into its holder then picked up the bags.
" If you want to bring your shoes into the kitchen, we can dry them off by the stove," he said looking down at her before heading toward the kitchen.
Serena stood there a moment watching him; her heart beat faster at the intimacy of the apartment. Now that they were alone together they could easily....
" Are you coming?" Darien turned to look at her.
" Huh? Oh yes," Serena replied picking up her wet shoes and heading over the carpet in bare feet.
" Do you think your mom is going to mind you being a little late bringing back the groceries?"
" Oh no, when I get home I'll just tell her that I stopped over at Rei's house because the storm scared me," Serena replied shifting through a bag for anything that needed to be refrigerated.
The words seemed to hang in the air has he remembered what she had told her mom that night they were together. Asking to stay at Rei's house for the night, a blatant lie so they could be together.
Rei, he hadn't really thought about her lately. She was just some girl with a silly crush but Serena was something different. Darien looked at her kneeling on the chair looking through the blue plastic bag. Her tongue was sticking out of her mouth in that cute little way like she was concentrating very hard on something.
' So cute like a little girl,' Darien thought happily, a smile spreading on his face.
' I wish it could be like this everynight, just her and I...everynight like husband and wife...'
Darien wiped the smile from his face and turned away from her to open the refrigerator door and place a carton of milk inside.
" Hey Darien, do you think these grapes need to be refrigerated?" Serena asked holding up a bag of red grapes.
'" She found grapes..."'
His throat tightened with the memory of the food they had eaten that night.
" Why don't you just leave them in the counter. I don't think they will spoil," Darien replied indicating to the counter behind her.
'"...hiding on the counter."'
Serena rested the bag against a ceramic jar; the one she knew was filled with chocolate. A blush crept into her cheeks has she remembered him hand feeding her the little chocolates.
" I think that is everything Serena."
" What?" Serena broke from her thoughts and turned around. Darien had gathered up the rest of the things still in their bags.
" I said that's it, I think we have everything put away to keep cool. The rest we can just keep in their bags over here." With that Darien turned around and set the bags onto a counter top near the stove.
Their rustling noise filled the air while Serena watched him, feeling the love swelling her heart till it seemed to overflow and tighten her chest. Darien turned around and looked right into her eyes. They both stood still, the rustling sound gone, dying quietly leaving only the swish of the rain on the walls.
Both stood there for sometime, the sexual tension rising till Serena thought she would explode if he didn't touch her.
" Darien I..."
" Serena...
Then the lightning hit flashing through the windows illuminating the living room behind her. Serena screamed has a giant wave of thunder rolled above them followed by the louder sound of rain hitting the windowpanes.
Their reserves were broken, while Serena cowered in fear her arms clutched around her body Darien sighed and turned away. One hand running through his hair while the other opened up a cupboard and pulled out a saucepan.
" Serena if you want to retrieve your shoes, I can dry them off by the stove. I'm sure the storm will die down soon.."
" I hate storms," she whispered opening her eyes and looking up.
Darien turned around and looked at her, she had wrapped her arms around her. Fingers holding tight showing white around the knuckles. Tears filmed over her eyes and she was shaking.
" Serena, hey it's okay," Darien began trying desperately to think of some comforting words. " It's just a storm and it can't hurt you. You're with me now and I promise I will protect you."
She looked up, fingers loosening their death grip and looked up at him. The tears were slowing disappearing along with the shaking of her body.
" You promise?" She whispered.
" Of course, now cheer up and get your shoes. I'll show you a quick way to dry them and I'll make you something hot to drink," Darien replied smiling, then turned away again. He set the saucepan down on the stove and turned a dial to low heat.
Serena watched him do this then bent down and picked up her soaking wet shoes. Water had filled the cloth lining and when she pressed them a little water seeped out. Darien was reaching into the fridge to pull out a bottle of juice.
" What are you doing?" Serena asked confused at why he needed juice.
" I'm making you a hot apple cider drink except it will have to be apple juice since I don't have cider," Darien replied unscrewing the cap and pouring some liquid into the pan.
" Hot apple juice? I always that you drank apple juice cold only."
" You can drink it when it's hot too. It's a big thing in America when people have winter and snow. They like to drink hot drinks like cocoa and hot apple cider." Darien screwed the cap back on and pulled out a spoon from the drawer. He began stirring the liquid making a soft metallic sound has the spoon hit the metal.
Serena stood there a moment and watched him then looked down at her shoes.
" Um, Darien weren't you going to dry my shoes for me?" Serena asked. The metallic sound stopped and Darien laid the spoon on the counter.
" I'll do it right now, the stove should be hot enough," he said walking over and taking them out of her hand.
" The stove?" Serena asked feeling confused. " What are you going to do? Bake them dry?"
He laughed and knelt down, pulling open the stove door and feeling the heat with his hand.
" Something like that, but instead of leaving them in there I figured to just leave them in front of the stove for a few minutes. That way the heat will dry them faster since it will evaporate all the water."
" Oh..." Serena replied taking a seat in a kitchen chair and watching him work. She brought both elbows up to rest on the table and laid her chin in her palms. Darien looked up from where her shoes laid on the stove door basking in the heat. Their eyes clashed again before he quickly looked away and got up.
" It's probably done now." Darien reached up and turned off the stove. Then opened up a cupboard and pulled out a glass.
Serena watched his movements, seeing the play of his muscles underneath the dark shirt. The way his fingers grasped the glass, she remembered the feeling of his hand holding hers. A soft warm feeling ran through her down to her toes then back up again.
Outside the storm waged on, rain, thunder, and wind pouring down upon the city. Inside the kitchen, stillness prevailed. Through the picture window a couple could be seen, silence overruling them except for the sound of liquid filling a glass.
" Here you go." Darien turned around and held out the glass. The amber liquid sloshed against the sides while steam rose and curled into the air. Serena looked up into his blue eyes then reached out and took the glass, feeling warmth touch her finger tips. A pleasant feeling that made her wrap her hands around the glass and take a sip.
The liquid was creamy and smooth on the tongue, rolling down her throat. She looked up to give Darien her approval but he had already turned away. He stood in front of the sink, water running over the pan while one hand held the sponge and cleaned it. Soapy white suds covering the gray metal.
" Darien--?"
" Yes?" Darien turned to look over his shoulder at her.
" Are you going to have any juice?" It was stupid question to ask but the real ones seemed to stick in her throat.
" No, I made it for you," Darien replied turning away and running the pan under the faucet.
Silence filled the room again; Serena sat back in her chair, both hands holding the glass. Her eyes wandered over the interior, seeing things but not really thinking about them. She felt wound up and tight like a spring. Just being here would normally make her happy but now something was not right.
" Darien, why are you avoiding me?" The question spilled forth bringing an end to the silence. His muscles tensed, the pan was held in still air over the drying rack before slowly coming down to rest.
" I'm not avoiding you, Serena," he replied calmly looking around for a towel.
" Yes you are, you won't look me in the eyes and you won't come near me. It's like you don't want me here," Serena felt tears well into her eyes, this was not the time to get emotional. She couldn't help it; the thought of Darien hating her was too much to bear.
" Serena of course I want you here or else I would have brought you home." Darien busied himself with drying his hands, never turning around to look at her.
" Please turn around and say that to me." The request was simple, her voice soft and serious. Both hands let go of the glass of liquid leaving it near the edge of the table.
His movements stopped pausing for a second before sighing and turning around. Their eyes clashed blue on blue; the kitchen seemed to be filled with electricity.
" Serena, I do want you here," he said it softly never looking away.
She pushed her chair away from the table and got up walking around it. Their eyes never breaking contact until she was standing in front of him.
A flash of lightning streaked outside the window but neither saw it. The towel dropped from his hand but neither noticed it. The glass of apple juice wavered on the edge of the table shaking so close.
They both stood there, looking into each other's eyes. Neither moved a muscle; the ball was in her court. With careful calculation she moved forward her thigh brushing the table top has she reached up and pulled his head down to meet hers. The dam broke and his arms were around her has they kissed. His tongue ravaging hers while fingers she had dreamed about roamed the curves of her body.
The glass wavered on the tabletop, jarred only slightly by Serena's movement before tipping forward and falling through the air. The amber liquid poured forth first, splashing in the air before hitting the floor followed by the sound of glass breaking.
Neither one noticed it; with one sweeping motion he bent forward and scooped her up walking rapidly out of the kitchen. Down through the dark hallway into his bedroom where the shades were drawn casting the room in shadow. The door slammed shut behind them.
Back into the living room, rain ran in rivulets down the glass panes. Reflecting on the carpet. Inside the kitchen the broken remains of a glass lay in the puddle of juice. The steam rising from it slowly disappearing into the air. Thunder crashed with a streak of lighting and from the depths of the bedroom a girl screamed. Her cries fading with the steam in the air.
Alright!! I know there was no Hentai in the chapter, but I've done some serious thinking and I've decided there won't be. I can't write hentai, it's not my style so I won't. You will have to use your imagination and guess the sex scenes. Still please read and review or send all comments, questions, suggestions, flames to Saphrians_Water_Reflections@hotmail.com. Ja Ne!
Chapter 4
By Essence
Let it be known now...there is no hentai in this chapter! Instead there is the borderline sexuality the two are feeling. Meaning that there are brief thoughts of sex but no sex scenes in the chapter. Well enjoy!
Songs I recommend listening to while reading this chapter: " Close my Eyes Forever"
Lita Ford and Ozzy Osborne
" I Could Fall in Love" Selena
Interlude (A Continuation)
Chapter 4
By Essence
It had been dark in the apartment that morning when he had left for school but now it seemed light had crept back in. The door opened underneath his fingertips and they walked in. She was wet from the rain, strands of hair hanging limp with her skirt, the wet drops showing on the dark blue material.
" We better get these groceries put away before something melts," Darien broke the silence. He slipped the umbrella into its holder then picked up the bags.
" If you want to bring your shoes into the kitchen, we can dry them off by the stove," he said looking down at her before heading toward the kitchen.
Serena stood there a moment watching him; her heart beat faster at the intimacy of the apartment. Now that they were alone together they could easily....
" Are you coming?" Darien turned to look at her.
" Huh? Oh yes," Serena replied picking up her wet shoes and heading over the carpet in bare feet.
" Do you think your mom is going to mind you being a little late bringing back the groceries?"
" Oh no, when I get home I'll just tell her that I stopped over at Rei's house because the storm scared me," Serena replied shifting through a bag for anything that needed to be refrigerated.
The words seemed to hang in the air has he remembered what she had told her mom that night they were together. Asking to stay at Rei's house for the night, a blatant lie so they could be together.
Rei, he hadn't really thought about her lately. She was just some girl with a silly crush but Serena was something different. Darien looked at her kneeling on the chair looking through the blue plastic bag. Her tongue was sticking out of her mouth in that cute little way like she was concentrating very hard on something.
' So cute like a little girl,' Darien thought happily, a smile spreading on his face.
' I wish it could be like this everynight, just her and I...everynight like husband and wife...'
Darien wiped the smile from his face and turned away from her to open the refrigerator door and place a carton of milk inside.
" Hey Darien, do you think these grapes need to be refrigerated?" Serena asked holding up a bag of red grapes.
'" She found grapes..."'
His throat tightened with the memory of the food they had eaten that night.
" Why don't you just leave them in the counter. I don't think they will spoil," Darien replied indicating to the counter behind her.
'"...hiding on the counter."'
Serena rested the bag against a ceramic jar; the one she knew was filled with chocolate. A blush crept into her cheeks has she remembered him hand feeding her the little chocolates.
" I think that is everything Serena."
" What?" Serena broke from her thoughts and turned around. Darien had gathered up the rest of the things still in their bags.
" I said that's it, I think we have everything put away to keep cool. The rest we can just keep in their bags over here." With that Darien turned around and set the bags onto a counter top near the stove.
Their rustling noise filled the air while Serena watched him, feeling the love swelling her heart till it seemed to overflow and tighten her chest. Darien turned around and looked right into her eyes. They both stood still, the rustling sound gone, dying quietly leaving only the swish of the rain on the walls.
Both stood there for sometime, the sexual tension rising till Serena thought she would explode if he didn't touch her.
" Darien I..."
" Serena...
Then the lightning hit flashing through the windows illuminating the living room behind her. Serena screamed has a giant wave of thunder rolled above them followed by the louder sound of rain hitting the windowpanes.
Their reserves were broken, while Serena cowered in fear her arms clutched around her body Darien sighed and turned away. One hand running through his hair while the other opened up a cupboard and pulled out a saucepan.
" Serena if you want to retrieve your shoes, I can dry them off by the stove. I'm sure the storm will die down soon.."
" I hate storms," she whispered opening her eyes and looking up.
Darien turned around and looked at her, she had wrapped her arms around her. Fingers holding tight showing white around the knuckles. Tears filmed over her eyes and she was shaking.
" Serena, hey it's okay," Darien began trying desperately to think of some comforting words. " It's just a storm and it can't hurt you. You're with me now and I promise I will protect you."
She looked up, fingers loosening their death grip and looked up at him. The tears were slowing disappearing along with the shaking of her body.
" You promise?" She whispered.
" Of course, now cheer up and get your shoes. I'll show you a quick way to dry them and I'll make you something hot to drink," Darien replied smiling, then turned away again. He set the saucepan down on the stove and turned a dial to low heat.
Serena watched him do this then bent down and picked up her soaking wet shoes. Water had filled the cloth lining and when she pressed them a little water seeped out. Darien was reaching into the fridge to pull out a bottle of juice.
" What are you doing?" Serena asked confused at why he needed juice.
" I'm making you a hot apple cider drink except it will have to be apple juice since I don't have cider," Darien replied unscrewing the cap and pouring some liquid into the pan.
" Hot apple juice? I always that you drank apple juice cold only."
" You can drink it when it's hot too. It's a big thing in America when people have winter and snow. They like to drink hot drinks like cocoa and hot apple cider." Darien screwed the cap back on and pulled out a spoon from the drawer. He began stirring the liquid making a soft metallic sound has the spoon hit the metal.
Serena stood there a moment and watched him then looked down at her shoes.
" Um, Darien weren't you going to dry my shoes for me?" Serena asked. The metallic sound stopped and Darien laid the spoon on the counter.
" I'll do it right now, the stove should be hot enough," he said walking over and taking them out of her hand.
" The stove?" Serena asked feeling confused. " What are you going to do? Bake them dry?"
He laughed and knelt down, pulling open the stove door and feeling the heat with his hand.
" Something like that, but instead of leaving them in there I figured to just leave them in front of the stove for a few minutes. That way the heat will dry them faster since it will evaporate all the water."
" Oh..." Serena replied taking a seat in a kitchen chair and watching him work. She brought both elbows up to rest on the table and laid her chin in her palms. Darien looked up from where her shoes laid on the stove door basking in the heat. Their eyes clashed again before he quickly looked away and got up.
" It's probably done now." Darien reached up and turned off the stove. Then opened up a cupboard and pulled out a glass.
Serena watched his movements, seeing the play of his muscles underneath the dark shirt. The way his fingers grasped the glass, she remembered the feeling of his hand holding hers. A soft warm feeling ran through her down to her toes then back up again.
Outside the storm waged on, rain, thunder, and wind pouring down upon the city. Inside the kitchen, stillness prevailed. Through the picture window a couple could be seen, silence overruling them except for the sound of liquid filling a glass.
" Here you go." Darien turned around and held out the glass. The amber liquid sloshed against the sides while steam rose and curled into the air. Serena looked up into his blue eyes then reached out and took the glass, feeling warmth touch her finger tips. A pleasant feeling that made her wrap her hands around the glass and take a sip.
The liquid was creamy and smooth on the tongue, rolling down her throat. She looked up to give Darien her approval but he had already turned away. He stood in front of the sink, water running over the pan while one hand held the sponge and cleaned it. Soapy white suds covering the gray metal.
" Darien--?"
" Yes?" Darien turned to look over his shoulder at her.
" Are you going to have any juice?" It was stupid question to ask but the real ones seemed to stick in her throat.
" No, I made it for you," Darien replied turning away and running the pan under the faucet.
Silence filled the room again; Serena sat back in her chair, both hands holding the glass. Her eyes wandered over the interior, seeing things but not really thinking about them. She felt wound up and tight like a spring. Just being here would normally make her happy but now something was not right.
" Darien, why are you avoiding me?" The question spilled forth bringing an end to the silence. His muscles tensed, the pan was held in still air over the drying rack before slowly coming down to rest.
" I'm not avoiding you, Serena," he replied calmly looking around for a towel.
" Yes you are, you won't look me in the eyes and you won't come near me. It's like you don't want me here," Serena felt tears well into her eyes, this was not the time to get emotional. She couldn't help it; the thought of Darien hating her was too much to bear.
" Serena of course I want you here or else I would have brought you home." Darien busied himself with drying his hands, never turning around to look at her.
" Please turn around and say that to me." The request was simple, her voice soft and serious. Both hands let go of the glass of liquid leaving it near the edge of the table.
His movements stopped pausing for a second before sighing and turning around. Their eyes clashed blue on blue; the kitchen seemed to be filled with electricity.
" Serena, I do want you here," he said it softly never looking away.
She pushed her chair away from the table and got up walking around it. Their eyes never breaking contact until she was standing in front of him.
A flash of lightning streaked outside the window but neither saw it. The towel dropped from his hand but neither noticed it. The glass of apple juice wavered on the edge of the table shaking so close.
They both stood there, looking into each other's eyes. Neither moved a muscle; the ball was in her court. With careful calculation she moved forward her thigh brushing the table top has she reached up and pulled his head down to meet hers. The dam broke and his arms were around her has they kissed. His tongue ravaging hers while fingers she had dreamed about roamed the curves of her body.
The glass wavered on the tabletop, jarred only slightly by Serena's movement before tipping forward and falling through the air. The amber liquid poured forth first, splashing in the air before hitting the floor followed by the sound of glass breaking.
Neither one noticed it; with one sweeping motion he bent forward and scooped her up walking rapidly out of the kitchen. Down through the dark hallway into his bedroom where the shades were drawn casting the room in shadow. The door slammed shut behind them.
Back into the living room, rain ran in rivulets down the glass panes. Reflecting on the carpet. Inside the kitchen the broken remains of a glass lay in the puddle of juice. The steam rising from it slowly disappearing into the air. Thunder crashed with a streak of lighting and from the depths of the bedroom a girl screamed. Her cries fading with the steam in the air.
Alright!! I know there was no Hentai in the chapter, but I've done some serious thinking and I've decided there won't be. I can't write hentai, it's not my style so I won't. You will have to use your imagination and guess the sex scenes. Still please read and review or send all comments, questions, suggestions, flames to Saphrians_Water_Reflections@hotmail.com. Ja Ne!