Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Lost In Your Eyes ❯ Chapter Seven ( Chapter 7 )

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LOST IN YOUR EYES

By Alyndrya

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Chapter Seven

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Usagi tensed and drew back as if he had slapped her. She stared into his face, brows drawing together. The upperclassman didn't have soft eyes. In fact, they were very wary and angry eyes. He had been using her again! "Mam-o-ru!" The blonde ground out, hauling her arm back to slap him silly.

But before she could let fly, Mamoru cursed softly and his face moved in.

She was going to hit him into next Wednesday if he didn't do something fast. And the only thing that came to mind was distracting her. His lips moved over hers swiftly and he kissed her with a passion he had been holding back.

Usagi gasped into his mouth, and then was stunned as his tongue slid past her teeth and rubbed along hers. He was cheating! But god, how his kisses made her toes curl!

The blonde felt all her anger and indignation fade away as Mamoru's mouth tilted over hers and his kiss deepened. She felt desire curl through her slowly and the hand that had been raised to strike him went instead to his thick hair. She ran her fingers though the fine hairs of his nape, moaning incoherently.

How could something so wrong feel so right, Mamoru wondered hazily? He kissed Usagi with abandon and growing lust as their lips became more frantic and seeking against each other's. Her hands were running through his hair and his own hands had begun to wander all over her back and waist without his conscious thought.

Very slowly, the dark-haired man lowered her back to the floor, cradling her head in one hand so that she wouldn't smack her head on the floor. As carpet brushed against his skin, he pulled the hand back, trailing it down along her cheek and neck.

It felt so good! Usagi was willing to let him do practically all sorts of torture on her at that moment, as long as it involved his lips. She knew she was lying on the floor under him again, but it was an exquisite feeling of longing and lust. His fingers brushed along her collar bone, then moved down over the curve of her breast. She arched up into his touch as his nail scraped over an erect nipple.

She was so beautiful, and right then, he didn't care if he did hold the enemy in his arms. She was his at that moment, all soft and pliant. Usagi could have hit him or forced him away, since her arms were free, but this time she was drawing him deeper into a kiss even as her body arched up into his touch.

Mamoru boldly cupped her rightly breast, marveling at its softness. The nipple was rock hard though and as he thoughtfully tantalized it, he took in her every response as if it were a personal triumph.

Usagi was disappointed when he broke their kiss. She grasped both of his shoulders to pull him back up, but his he chuckled as he resisted and his head moved lower on her body. She froze there with her hands on his upper arms. What on earth was he-

She gaped and her eyes went wide as his face hovered over her chest, warm harsh breath brushing over her breasts and making them tingle in excitement. The dark head pressed in between her breasts and nuzzled there.

She smelt so wonderful that he couldn't help rubbing against her breasts as he took in her scent. She was startled, he knew, but she would like what came next. For someone who had claimed to seduce many a man in the name of the Dark Kingdom, Usagi's responses to him were remarkably innocent.

"Mamoru," Usagi asked breathlessly, unconsciously massaging his shoulders. "What are you doing?" She demanded softly as his mouth moved over to her left breast, his nose nuzzling and seeking. Weirdly, it was like a child and his favorite teddy bear!

Mamoru's face continued to rub over her chest, smoothing the material over her breasts. "Mmm." he purred.

Usagi's face went beet-red as she felt his nose flick against her erect nipple through her shirt. Oh, how humiliating this was! If only he didn't think her the enemy, she might even have enjoyed it. What was she saying? She was enjoying it already! Mamoru could have done absolutely anything to her then and she would have been putty in his arms.

She sighed deeply at the thought, then bit back a groan as his nose hit against her nipple again. She was ultra sensitive and it sent a jolt of electricity to the base of her stomach.

Mamoru's perusal continued teasingly, but this time, it was a hot-wet mouth that nudged her nipple, clamping over it and sucking.

The blonde keened in startled desire, then arched up sensuously. "I like it." She said, eyes wide and startled. "It feels good!"

Mamoru's mouth left her nipple and she breathed a sigh of relief, and then almost screamed in ecstasy as his mouth moved over her other nipple, the tongue going around and round in circles to madden her.

Usagi writhed beneath him, wanting both to leave and to have him go on touching her.

He pulled down the top to expose the top of her bare breasts and growled in approval. His hot mouth moved over her satiny skin, licking and nibbling. Her bra was swiftly unhooked and the front pulled down from her breasts, exposing them to his gaze.

She thought that she was going to die from all the emotions he was bringing out in her. But could she let it go on, with what he thought of her? Was this just another trick up Mamoru's sleeve, seducing the enemy? Usagi's hands flew to his head as he continued to suck and lathe her nipple and the surrounding breast with his tongue. He was driving her mad!

He wanted to touch her so badly...Mamoru's hand moved slowly and carefully down her leg beside his hip, molding it to his frame as he went. His fingers paused at her upper thigh as he moved his fingers upwards again. When he glanced up, he saw her face flushed with ardor, eyes closed. He wanted to give her more joy and rapture, and be damned with the consequences!

The small blonde had felt his hand moving up and down her leg and didn't protest as her skirt was slowly moved upwards, questing fingers trailing like fire towards her inner thigh. He shifted slightly and she felt something brush over her sex. Usagi jumped and her eyes flew open to see him looking up at her from her chest, eyes burning like blue fire. The touch came again and a jolt of pure pleasure shot through her as Mamoru's fingers sought and found that little bundle of nerves she had often brushed against when washing herself. But this was so different! He kept stroking her, movements becoming longer and harder. And then-

She was so lost in carnal enjoyment that she barely noticed when his hand slid under her underpants.

Mamoru couldn't believe it when she let him slid under her panties. His fingers found warm, slick heat and she groaned loudly, arching into his touch so that his finger slid inside.

"Oh my god!" Usagi practically screamed as his finger slid inside, wet with her juices. It felt so damned good, yet strangely foreign. His palm brushed against her clit and this time she rubbed back, eyes rolling back into her head.

"Holy shit." The dark-haired man breathed, as lost in it as she was. His finger was still inside her, not moving, but she was moving! Her wetness thrust mindlessly against the palm of his hand, rubbing back and forth to try and relieve herself.

Almost without thinking, though he had never done this before, his finger pulled out slightly, then moved back in. He was delighted with her response to him, lust-filled that she had let him touch her this intimately. Mamoru wanted desperately to be that digit as Usagi easily fell into the rhythm of his finger, moving up and down.

He met a barrier and his eyes went wide. She was a virgin! All of his theories went out the window at that point. A total innocent working for the Dark Kingdom? Impossible.

"Usagi." He groaned, moving back up her body till he was kissing her again. Mamoru's tongue flicked across her lips, demanding entrance. She practically ate his lips up as their tongues merged, moving to the same tempo as his finger.

Oh god, this was incredible. Felt so bloody good. Usagi had no idea it could feel this way. What she had done with him so far had absolutely no comparison! His finger inside her felt amazing, but she could feel every time he hit against something. Was this what they meant by being a virgin? Makoto and the others had once explained about a hymen. Some sort of barrier that men had to break through before they could have proper sex. It had sounded painful-but she was wrong. Though he had not broken through, her body felt as if it were on fire, centered in pleasure down to one single spot.

"Oh, oh god!" She groaned, knowing she was close to an orgasm. Something Makoto had whispered about, a hidden rapture that came with being touched between the legs over that bundle of nerves. Repeated stroking seemed to stimulate it. Usagi's mind went out the window, as she moved frenziedly up and down, pressing against the skin of his palm and trying to find more friction.

"Usagi," Mamoru groaned back against her lips, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. He wanted...he wanted this all consuming hunger and enjoyment too, though he was unbelievably turned on. "Touch me."

The request was almost so quiet that the blonde didn't catch it. Her blue eyes creaked open, dazed and lustful. Touch him? Like he was doing to her? Could she do something so bold? Throwing that ridiculous thought out the window, she fumbled downwards till she met the material of his pants. Her fingers brushed over something hard beneath the material and Mamoru jumped. Was that...it? She wasn't so innocent that she didn't know the birds and the bees, and there was enough stuff on TV and books to give her a clue.

Almost stupid in her touches from her own raging desire, Usagi hesitantly rubbed her hand hard against him, wondering if he would get the same exhilaration as her from that sort of touch. To her delight, he groaned and kissed her hard, pressing back against her hand. So that was it! The blonde began to rub her fingers over his crotch, touching everywhere she could reach. He began to thrust back, his hips moving. They both lost rhythm for a moment before finding it, both of their minds so far gone that they didn't entirely know what they did.

She was going to drive him crazy! Mamoru moved off of her body, finger still moving inside her, and pressed her hand into the floor with his hips, thrusting hard to get some friction. To his immense satisfaction and sensuality, she matched his thrusting by rubbing and stroking hard each time his hips rose. But he wanted more. Would she let him?

"Doesn't it feel better with skin against skin?" She breathed into his ear sexily.

Mamoru almost had a heart attack!

Was she bloody kidding him?! Of course it felt better. "Are you offering?"

"Sure...augh, harder!" Her words broke off with a long drawn-out moan and her arched her body till her shoulders were clear off the floor. Her slender legs clamped around his hand, clenching convulsively. "Mamoru!" She gasped, clearly in the thrall of an orgasm.

Damn, she had come without him. But she looked so heart-aching beautiful at that moment and Mamoru's breath caught as he watched her passion-filled gaze.

Usagi's body exploded into a thousand pieces, the ecstasy between her legs almost unbearable. As she floated down, her mind hazy, she realized that Mamoru was watching her with a funny little smile. "What?" She gasped out, chest rising and falling as she tried to breathe.

"Was it good?" He drawled softly, eyes gentle. "It was your first time, wasn't it?"

"Yes," She replied, smiling back. Her body felt totally relaxed and pleasurable. She couldn't remember the last time she felt so drained and ready to sleep. It had been so long since the enemy had attacked and the Senshi almost never got any sleep any more.

The enemy...

Mamoru saw her beautiful blue eyes go huge as a thought struck her and reality came crashing down to them both.

"Oh no." The blonde girl whispered in horror. "What have we done?" He thought she was the enemy! He wouldn't tell her it was all a scheme after this would he? Usagi's heart clenched with fear.

The upperclassman wasn't quite sure what to do. What they had done went far beyond what a captor and his captive should do. Even what Chiba Mamoru and his enemy, Tsukino Usagi would have done during their most heated arguments. She had gotten off on his fingers-and they had both enjoyed it.

Usagi's fingers clenched, falling about his still hard member. He stiffened and bit his lip. Could she do the same to him? If she did, would that make them even? Slowly, she began to tentatively move her fingers over the fabric of his pants. Mamoru didn't pull back and she saw how taut the skin under his eyes and around his mouth was. Would he slap her hand away? Just as she feared he would do just that, he rolled onto his side, hand covering hers.

She was going to do the same to him, even after realizing what was between them? Mamoru had wanted to fight her at first, but his mind and body wasn't obeying, so he just gave in. His finger slid from inside her with a totally arousing tiny sucking sound that made him want to replace that digit with his mouth and drive her crazy with lust.

When his hand moved out of her panties, Usagi turned on her side also and pressed her hand more firmly over Mamoru's crotch. Her fingers brushed his zip as her legs came together and she felt a jolt of lust go through her, renewed. She pulled down the zipper of his slacks and moved her other hand over to undo his button.

Her fingers slid under his pants and she felt the crisp hair down there, before touching something hard and smooth. It was warm and hard as steel, but also soft. Was this? Her wide eyes went up to his face to see his eyes half-lidded, lust staring back at her. She swallowed hard before reaching in and stroking downwards. His slacks were pretty loose, luckily and she soon met the end of his erection.

She looked so innocently lustful with that expression. Mamoru bit back his loud moan as she brushed fingers over the edge of his arousal. "Feels good." He whispered, echoing her earlier words.

Usagi was surprised when he lay back on his back, arms going behind his head. Didn't he want to touch her...or was it turning him on to give her total control? Armed with this erotic and startling thought, she went ahead and did whatever came to her as a natural instinct. The blonde moved up higher and put her hand deeper inside his slacks, moving her fingers up and down. She encircled his rod and kept a firm pressure as she smoothly caressed him from base to tip, making sure to occasionally rub her finger over the head of his sex.

Oh good god, where the hell had she leant to do that? Mamoru could have sworn she was an innocent and yet-could it be possible she was doing this all by instinct? Entirely possible really; she had been so hesitant in touching him at first. Every teasing and wanton movement she made was sending him mad with longing and as his hips began to move in rhythm, he wished it was her body he was plunging into.

He was moving with her, like she had against his finger. Usagi watched his face with rapt enjoyment. She wanted to bring him pleasure like he had her. This made her excited as if it were herself being touched.

Almost without thinking, Usagi moved closer to him and put a leg over his thigh, pressing her still-wet panties against his slacks. His leg went stiff between her thighs and the look he shot her full of pure sexual desire let her know that he knew exactly what she wanted.

The blonde straddled his leg and began to slowly rub herself up and down, whimpering quietly. Her hands still on him and he smiled, then reached down himself and brushed against her clit through her panties before reaching into his pants and freeing herself.

Mamoru saw her eyes going wide with shock as she saw how large he was. Probably the first one she had ever seen, he thought in amusement and hunger.

Usagi's mouth closed as she looked him over wondrously. He was huge and long and, pointing straight up! Gaping, her hand went back to him and she moved it up and down as she had before. His hips thrust upwards and she felt pride overcome her. She had made him lust for her and made him feel this way. Her.

Thighs clamping abut his, the blonde moved up and down, a tingling growing between her legs. She stroked her hands up and down his erection in time and felt a bewildering longing overcome her. What if she....

The dark-haired man swore in shock as Usagi swiftly abandoned his leg and surged upwards till she was kneeing over his erection. He held his breath as she paused, and then lowered herself. Her soaking underwear touched the bare skin of his arousal and they both groaned.

Enough was enough! He was ready to rip her panties off and bury himself inside her when he remembered she was a virgin. He couldn't do that to her. And so Mamoru let her sit down more firmly on him, at the base of his erection.

Usagi bit her lip as she looked into his hungry eyes, but saw only encouragement there. Hesitantly, she moved up over his rod, spreading the lips of her sex inside the panties.

They both cried out in aching desire and his hands went to her waist.

Mamoru began to guide her, moving her up and down in controlled movements along his rod. It was pure, sweet torture! Usagi didn't quite know what she wanted, though her body knew and was doing the movements, and he was trying desperately not to ravish her.

They moved together in perfect synchronization, simulating real sex. It was almost as exciting as the real thing.

But then the lights suddenly went off in the apartment, and Usagi and Mamoru paused.

"Just a blackout." He said in a low, rough voice. "Go on." The dark-haired man's fingers tightened almost painfully on her waist and he urged her to slide upwards again.

Usagi blinked and nodded, though he couldn't see it. She could tell that Mamoru wanted to have the same pleasure she had experienced and it gave her a thrill of power to know that he was excited by her.

"Usagi!?" Someone howled in the darkness.

The blonde squealed and shot up, falling back onto Mamoru's upper thighs. She gawked behind her into the pitch black of the room, eyes not having adjusted yet. However, she would have known that voice in a snowstorm. Makoto! Or rather, Sailor Jupiter. The other Senshi must be there.

Blushing violently, Usagi got to her feet, fumbling at her bra and hastily snapping it shut. She left her top gaping below her bust-line as she shot to her feet.

"What's going on? Who's there?" Mamoru demanded, rushing to his feet. Unconsciously, he moved in front of the blonde to protect her. But then he paused. Had the Dark Kingdom realized that their agent was missing and come to retrieve her?

He frowned as he recalled the outraged howl. Someone had been dreadfully shocked to see he and Usagi engaged in a sexual act! And now that he thought about it, so was he. Mamoru mentally slapped himself for the embarrassment that flooded him when someone had caught the blonde's hand down his pants, and focused on the danger. There was someone in his apartment, and was probably from the Dark Kingdom.

Cursing that he had left his mask in the lounge, he reasoned that Queen Beryl most probably already knew his identity because she had sent Usagi. "Identify yourself." He warned the intruder, reaching into his jacket for some roses. The thorns felt sharper against his bare skin than they did his white gloves and he hoped fervently that it was his own natural ability and not the material that usually kept him from being cut up.

Usagi felt sort of flattered actually. She smiled as she grabbed handfuls of Mamoru's tuxedo jacket and buried her face in his back. If worse came to worse, she didn't mind exposing her identity as Sailor Moon now. Rubbing her face against his warm material, she opened her mouth to tell Jupiter to back down.

But Mamoru moved violently out of her grasp, almost hurling her to the ground. The words died on her lips as she regained her balance and knew that he still thought she was from the Dark Kingdom.

"Trying to hold me still for an attack?" Mamoru bit out viciously, able to see the blonde's form indistinctly as his eyes adjusted to the poor light in his room. He cursed his thick curtains, but at least there was enough light coming through from the street lights outside for him to make out the form standing in front of him a couple of meters away. He couldn't tell what she looked like, but that voice that had shouted had most definitely been female.

"Mamoru-you idiot!" Usagi screamed at him, tears flooding her eyes. She felt a deep hurt flood her heart and her throat closed up.

Mamoru froze like a statue as her agonized voice hit him. She sounded so lost and hurt by his throwing her to the side. Was it possible that he had made a mistake? A horrible feeling filled his heart. Was Usagi not like the others? Had she not intended to hand him over to the Dark Kingdom? Had their feelings exposed in a moment of pleasure been utterly true to their hearts?

"Did he hurt you?" The female voice demanded on such a harsh tone that Mamoru couldn't make out her natural voice. Could it have been Zoisite? No, that woman didn't care about anyone but herself. And strangely, this woman was worried about what he'd done to Usagi.

"Yeah, he did." The blonde said in a flat tone. "And I will never, ever forgive him for it."

"Right!" Jupiter snarled, leaping towards Mamoru. She would make him pay for hurting her friend!

Usagi sensed her move to...to kill Mamoru and gasped. Jupiter had not known what she meant by hurting and probably assumed Tuxedo Kamen had raped her friend. "No, knock him out!" She cried out urgently.

The brunette Senshi altered her death blow to Mamoru's nose, which would have forced bone up into his brain. She didn't understand what was going on, but Usagi had commanded her not to kill. They all would have murdered or died to protect their innocent little sister.

Mamoru let fly with his roses as he saw the form rushing at him with preternatural swiftness and heard Usagi's cry of distress. She had told her companion not to kill him? Kill? The Dark Kingdom had never killed anyone before, and he realized with shock that this female was protecting the blonde like a mother wolf would protect her pup.

He dove to the side, knowing his roses had completely missed their mark for once. Then something crashed down upon his neck and agony exploded at the same time as darkness rushed in. No, they were trying to make him unconscious. He knew that if he fell, they would take him back to their Queen and probably torture him. Mamoru couldn't let that happen.

"Come on." Usagi said urgently, grabbing her fellow Senshi by the elbow and fleeing towards the door. The bastard had once again betrayed her and after all they had done together. She had given her innocence to him, though they had not gone the whole way to losing her virginity. And how did he repay her? Chiba Mamoru still believed that she was the enemy and that she had been holding him down for an attack. "I want out of here." She sobbed, tears blinding her.

Mamoru crashed to his knees as darkness swum into his vision. She had dealt him a hard blow. Usagi was leaving! He could hear her fleeing down the hall with the other person, sobbing reaching his ears. She was crying...why?!

"Usagi!" He bellowed, crawling a few meters and then pulling himself to his feet using the wall. Things swum around him and he knew he would soon have an awful headache, as well as a vicious bruise.

"Go! Go!" Someone called out in the darkness. The same female voice.

Mamoru stumbled after Usagi as she fled across his lounge. He had to stop her before she left, but the reasons were no longer clear. He looked about warily for the enemy, but could not spot her. She was hiding in the darkness somewhere, probably waiting and watching.

"No you don't, you bastard!" The same girl growled close to his ear.

Damn! She was right next to him!

A foot was stuck out into his path and he fell like a stone. Mamoru hit the carpet hard and looked up into the moonlight to see the blonde girl racing onto the balcony, golden hair flying behind her like a silken cloak.

"Usagi!" He cried out in horror as he realized that Usagi wasn't stopping. He scrambled to his feet and rushed after her, another figure coming between them. The same person who had tripped him and tried to knock him unconscious. Her voice sounded familiar. Perhaps it was Zoisite after all...but it sounded too young.

The the dark-haired man's heart completely stopped as he saw the small blonde dive over the rail as if she were on a diving board and there were a pool below. Except they were eight stories up!

The figure, who moved far too fast for him to make out, dove over the railing after Usagi.

Mamoru reached the rail, choking on terror for the blonde, in time to see Usagi reach to about the first floor of the apartments, her body relaxed as if in death. "No!" He shouted, grasping the rail to leap after her, but he knew he was too late.

And then something both miraculous and terrible happened.

A figure leapt from the street below right up into the air at an impossible height for a human and caught Usagi deftly in her arms.

Mamoru recognized Sailor Mars, with complete disbelief, as she and the blonde landed on the ground safely.

Something streaked from above and he saw a flash of a green skirt and a long brown ponytail as Sailor Jupiter leapt to the ground and he realized that it had probably been she that had been inside his apartment and tripped him.

Rather numbly now, he saw Sailor Mercury bolt from the shadows with her little computer in hand.

The four girls hugged tightly in affection and worry, then Usagi was picked up by Sailor Jupiter, and the four streaked away into the night over the tops of the buildings.

The upperclassman sank to his knees on the cold concrete of his balcony and grasped the rails with his hands, closing his eyes.

He had mad a monumental, devastating mistake that would impact the rest of his life.

Usagi was not a Dark Kingdom General or even, for that matter, a spy. In fact, she was nothing to do with the alien race invading their world. No, it was all horribly, taunting clear to him now.

He had not been holding a Dark Kingdom person hostage-his prisoner had been Sailor Moon!

"I am an idiot." He whispered, remembering absolutely everything he had put that girl through. He had tied her up till she bled, seduced her to the point where they had almost had sex and he stolen her virginity, shouted and threatened her. He had not even believed anything she had tried to tell him. And she had tried to tell him she was a Senshi several times, without the actual words, but his ears just weren't open to discussion. Damn it, but he could just scream.

The night was filled with sulfurous curses as he remembered his bedroom, covered in her pictures like a pervert stalker. No wonder she had been so shocked and even horrified, trying to talk him out of doing it again and taking them all down. It must have been chilling to see the extent of his obsession for herself.

The dark-haired man rose to his feet and looked out over the buildings, knowing that the blonde and the other Senshi were long gone. No doubt, Jupiter and the others would come back to finish off the job when they found out what ordeal their Leader had been put through.

Sailor Jupiter had seriously been going to kill him when Usagi had stopped her.

Mamoru's dark blue gaze rose towards the full moon in the sky, his expression agonized. He clearly remembered her last words to him and knew she would never forgive him for what he had done.

"Usagi-please forgive me."

 

 

 

The End

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Comments? Write me if you liked! Comments are adored and much appreciated.

Please don't kill the Author-there's a Sequel, I swear! I didn't mean to end it so er-angsty, but it turned out that way. I'd almost say this was a UE (Unhappy Ending) which is a rarity to my writing. Out of over 140 Fanfics, only about three have been UE. If you think about it, there was no quick way to resolve this Fanfic without ruining it, so I've opted for a continuation.

Anyway! I don't know when the Sequel will be out and it may be a oneshot. I was inspired tonight. :) The Sequel is called 'Lost In Your Heart' and will be out in a few weeks or so. Oh and don't worry over lack of thoughts on Usagi's part in this last scene, all is explained in the Sequel.

This Fanfic was a Challenge from the 'One Hour Challenges List'. What you do is pick a Challenge-which is posted daily by me-then a 'Couple' from the 'Destiny's Gateway Romance Fanfiction Archives', then you have an hour to write as much Fanfic as you can!:

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