Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Seven Days ❯ Chapter 15 - How strange ( Chapter 15 )
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By: CattyKitty 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.01.2013 | Updated On: 01.01.2013 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 419 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.01.2013 | Updated On: 01.01.2013 | Pages: 4 | Words: 6.4K | Visits: 419 | Status: Completed
CattyKitty
(Standard disclaimer: I do not own any of the Sailor Moon characters of which I am writing about. The story is my original and I write for fun without compensation. All characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi.)
Seven Days
Chapter 15
How strange
*Motoki*
He was in love: it was the only reasonable explanation for why he enjoyed Cass snuggled up in his arms so much. He was supposed to go to work today, but he had no idea what time it was and he didn't even care; he didn't want to move. If he reached over for his phone to check the time, he might wake Cass up and he wanted to stay in this moment for as long as he could. He just stayed in bed and closed his eyes again, pulling her closer to his body, reminiscing about the night before.
Everything that happened between them was always so incredibly satisfying that he had no idea how to describe what happened last night. 'Amazing' wouldn't cover it and 'spectacular' wouldn't either. The only word that came close would probably be 'magical', but he would never say that out loud; it made him sound like a noob. But yes, their sex was magical!
Last night he'd been surprised when she dragged him out of the party just to come to the flat uptown, but didn't say anything about it being odd. Then when he saw that stripper pole out in the middle of the living room when they walked in, he was very surprised to say the least. But slowly a lot of things had started to make sense in his head about why she had his keys. He looked on at her in amazement as she undressed herself slowly right in front of him and pushed him down onto the couch, reminding him that he could look, but not touch.
He watched as she quite expertly danced in her skimpy lingerie that barely covered a thing, his dick getting harder by the second. He just wanted to fuck her already (especially since they already had their fair share of raunchy dancing at the club), so he got up to get her, but she pushed him down again, telling him that he had to be patient. So he submissively gave in to her demands and let her dance some more for him, but after a couple more minutes, he started to unbuckle his pants--he couldn't ignore the urge any longer. If she wasn't going to touch him, then he was just going to have to jerk off, but as he stepped out of his pants, she (and he still couldn't figure out how) quickly climbed on tip of him and handcuffed both his hands to something that was behind the couch.
"I told you that you had to wait," she'd said, giving him a light kiss on the lips, enjoying the angry growl that came out his lips as he realized that she had gotten him good. She was way too dangerous...
"Koan..." he threatened, but she just giggled and sat on his lap.
Her bare thigh smoothly pressed up against his exposed manhood had him hissing in pleasure as she moved slowly over him. She then got up to remove her remaining clothes and starting dancing right on top of him, giving him the sexiest lap dance EVER. She had him on the verge of exploding with every move, but she refused to touch his dick. She wanted him to beg for it of course, but he stubbornly stayed shut; she'd give in eventually.
He wanted her pussy as much as she wanted his cock and it was a matter of time before she'd climb on and that's what made her the best. She was like a man with the way she was so horny all of the time and she was as addicted to sex as the next guy. Cock was what she lived for, it was like her energy force and she wanted it always.
But watching her body jiggling right in front of him without him being able to touch it was slowly getting to him. It was beyond torture that she had him tied up like a dog; what he wanted most in the world was just to slide up inside her and fuck her like crazy while she moaned out his name. Why couldn't she just let him have some of her?
She finally threw him a bone and shoved her ass in his face, letting him get a few licks before moving away. But after getting a taste of her, he couldn't wait anymore and tried to reason with her for his release. She simply shoved her fingers in his mouth to shut him up and he licked them hungrily, watching captivated as she then brought them down to touch herself while staring at him sexily.
"Oh, Motoki! You make me feel so good...!" she moaned as she continued to play with herself in front of him. He bit his lip so hard in frustration that he could taste the blood in his mouth, but he didn't care. Why was she teasing him like this? WHY?
She took his dick and slid it up and down her slick folds and he soon became covered with her sweet wetness. When she was close to coming, she finally hopped on his dick and he finally saw the light. She rode him as she continued to play with herself and smothered her chest into his face. He bit her nipples hard as punishment for making him wait, but it only served to push her further over the edge and she came with a long satisfying scream.
She collapsed on his chest and slid out of him as she reached over to unlock him from his prison. It was a miracle that he hadn't come too, but he had really tried not to; he needed to last to teach her a lesson. The moment he got loose, he picked her up and flipped her over on the couch, pushing her head down to the cushion so that her ass was high in the air.
He finally shoved his cock right into her and they both moaned from the pleasure. He started off slowly, trying to work her up a bit again, but quickly sped up his pace, thrusting hard into her in failed restrain. When he felt her clamp down again in her organismic spasms, he went faster and slapped her ass loudly.
"Who's the bitch now?" he asked her and she moaned as he continued to ram inside her.
"I'm you're bitch!" she moaned obediently, coming again as he pulled her hair. "I'm you're bitch!"
More or less, they continued on in a similar course throughout the night and he was still spent. And now as he lay in bed next to her, he seemed to have the ultimate epiphany that had him realizing many things. One- Cass was much more amazing than he wanted to give her credit for. Two- He was pretty sure that he was completely in love with her. Three- She was probably in love with him too. And the worst part of all: Four- he already knew all of those things. And the more he thought about it, the more he wished that none of it was true because Five- he was deathly afraid of what he was going to do next.
He wished that he wasn't so confused about her; he'd gotten over the same dilemma back a couple of months ago before they'd stopped hanging out together. They'd been hooking up regularly back in November and he was sure that he had been as addicted to her then as he was now. But when it had happened then, he did what he knew best: he got away from what he didn't understand. So he stopped calling her and since she was never needy enough to try to look for him, he'd assumed that they'd both leave it at that. But when they bumped into each other at a party last month, she'd coyly asked him why he'd been avoiding her and he'd been flustered, not knowing how to answer.
They hooked up that one day again and that's when she'd asked for the keys to his apartment. He'd given it to her without much thought since he barely used it anyhow, but now wasn't sure if he should regret that decision. All of the feelings that he'd been hiding for months now came rushing forward again after this past weekend and he had no idea what to do anymore.
What he did know was that their chemistry together was incredible. And even though he'd woken up to many women before, none of them were ever as perfect as Cass. Especially now, with her make-up slightly smudged and hair messy as hell, she was still flawless in his eyes. He'd tried so hard to just keep their sex casual but, it just kept getting harder and harder to do that... Cass was too perfect for him to let go.
"Hey," he whispered to her when she looked up at him sleepily.
"Hey," she murmured back in her sexy morning voice, smiling up at him. He pulled her closer as she rested her head on his chest. He didn't ever want to move away from her. "Hope you had a good time last night..." she purred.
"Of course I did. You always know how to show me a good time," he assured her and she smiled at his compliment. She rolled over and stretched, kicking the sheets off herself and getting up to walk around the bed naked.
"Do you know where I put my phone?" she asked him, looking on top of his dresser. He shook his head, before telling her to look for it on the chaise. She found it and dived back into bed with him, resting her head on his stomach as she looked at him sideways. She dialed a number and put it on speaker before setting the phone down on his chest, next to her face. "I'm gotta make sure to call Mamoru and wake his ass up before he goes AWOL on me again..." she muttered and he smiled. He knew that she was excited about her meeting this morning and didn't want anything else to go wrong.
"What?" Mamoru answered the phone on the other line after the third ring. What a grumpy little fucker...
"What do you mean 'what'? Why would you answer the phone like that?" Cass complained. Mamoru groaned, clearly irritated at her nagging. "I'm just calling to wake your ass up. I can't have you bailing on me again!"
"Ha, ha," he muttered sarcastically, yawning loudly. Cass rolled her eyes. "Hold on a second, gotta tell these bitches to leave," Mamoru muttered and they heard some ruffling before the phone was put down. Even though the line was muffled, they could still hear him on the other line. "Get the fuck out!"
He and Cass laughed, oh that silly goose! Always kicking those hoes out... They could hear female whining respond, but couldn't understand what they were saying. Mamoru picked up the phone again, sighing into the receiver.
"So how did it go last night?" he asked, yawning again.
"Great..." Cass murmured. "If only you knew the things I did to him..." she said naughtily while giving Motoki a seductive wink. He blushed despite himself; why would she say that to Mamoru?
It surprised him that they spoke about stuff like that... and even more so that Mamoru had even stayed on the phone this long. Usually when they spoke, they exchanged their messages very briefly and hung up about thirty seconds into the call. Why did he stay on the phone with Cass? Mamoru coughed on the other line, clearing his throat.
"Oh, I'm sure he'll tell me all about it later," Mamoru responded with a laugh. Cass looked at him sharply. 'Is that true?' she mouthed to him, which he responded with, 'Of course not!' She didn't believe him though and asked Mamoru.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked. "Does he really tell you what we do?" He just covered his face with his arm. Mamoru better not answer that!
"Yeah, most of the time, but I guess it depends on how good it was," he joked and Motoki wanted to choke him.
"Why would you say that?!" Motoki shouted over the phone. Geez, did Mamoru keep any of his secrets? Mamoru was silent on the other line, before bursting into laughter.
"Motoki? Oh how cute. Are you guys cuddling in bed talking to me?" he laughed again and Motoki just wanted to hang up on him. What an asshole!
"How'd you guess?" Cass said laughing, turning to her side and tracing the lines on his stomach with her finger, blowing him a kiss.
"I don't know, Motoki just sounds like a cuddler, I guess..." Mamoru teased. Cass laughed at Motoki's disgruntled expression and moved the phone away from his grasp before he flung it across the room.
"I gotta go!" Cass said giggling and Mamoru protested over the line.
"Wait! Don't forget to bring me breakfast! You know, from that place that you got it from before..." Mamoru said and Motoki couldn't believe that he had the nerve to ask her to bring him food! As if Cass would actually get him breakfast!
"Waffles right?" Cass asked him and Motoki looked at her confused; she was actually going to do it?
"Yeah, and tell them to pack extra syrup. I don't think that I have any over here. And hurry up!"
"Yeah, yeah, okay!" Cass said before hanging up. She turned to him and looked at him quizzically because he knew that he was staring at her strangely. "What's wrong?" she asked him.
"Do you and Mamoru talk often?" he asked her because all of a sudden he felt incredibly left out. Mamoru and Cass seemed much more comfortable around each other than he remembered; he didn't know that they hung out without him... She smiled, but looked away and all of a sudden he was nervous at whatever she was going to say to him.
"You know... it's weird but, Mamoru and I talk a lot more than you and I do," she admitted "But I don't think that matters, do you?" she asked him with a smile. "You and I have much more important things to do than 'talk' to each other when we're together." She got up and removed the thin sheets away from their bodies, climbing on top of him.
Well that made sense then; back then they all were much closer, always going out to events and partying together... but that had been a long time ago and things were different now he supposed. Even though he did find it a little weird that Cass and Mamoru kept contact with one another, he couldn't say that it bothered him all that much. He'd never been the jealous type and knew that they were just friends.
Cass leaned over to kiss him and he grabbed her thighs, roughly shoving himself inside her with a satisfied groan. She moaned into his mouth and they moved together in unison, enjoying each other's embrace. It didn't matter to him if she and Mamoru where chatting buddies, because in the end of the day Cass came to him. She belonged to him.
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*Mamoru*
This morning's meeting with Cass had gone really well. The investor that they'd rescheduled with had only agreed to open two additional stores instead of the four as originally planned, but accepted Cass's proposal to open up a spa as well. She had gotten excited immediately at being given her opportunity, asking to be the head of the project and luckily, Higurashi-san, (the head exec of the company that funded their Dark Moon franchises) liked her enough to provide the majority of the funds. They still had a huge gap to fill and none of the sisters were willing to give up any of their profits from the other stores to help out so Cass turned to him.
He had wanted to choke her then; she knew that she couldn't deny him so easily in front of Higurashi and had backed him up into a corner. She was asking for him to pay off the rest of the money estimated to complete the project--which was roughly ´7M--and even though they were friends, it was still a pretty big favor to ask from him. But lucky for her, they had spoken about it beforehand over breakfast and had already come to an agreement; he was definitely going to help her.
Besides, he knew he'd never hear the end of it if he denied her, so he made sure to give her very strict limitations in their contract and set up high standards for the criteria she had to meet. There were clear restrictions and a monthly quota to test the success of the business--because this was an investment for him after all--but in the end, she was just glad for the help and was satisfied with the outcome.
After that meeting was done, he'd gone with Kunzite to another meeting that was about much more serious matters; his parent's will. Apparently there was more on it than was left said at his 18th birthday and since his next birthday was coming up in about a month, he assumed that he had some new inheritances coming his way.
Well, he had been right and it was some pretty big news too. He was currently the biggest shareholder of his parent's company (about 20% of all the total stocks), with the next person right under him (the chairman) having about 17%. So as an individual, Mamoru counted for a lot. But when everyone else on the Board turned against him, like it usually happened, then his 20% versus the other 80% didn't mean anything. With the new part of the will, it said that as of his 22nd birthday, he would get additional shares (that hadn't been known of), bringing up his total to a whopping 52% of the total stocks--automatically making him CEO.
That was probably the best news he's heard all year; he was finally in total control of the company. Since major decisions were brought upon a panel and voted on, majority always won and now with more than half of the total votes, Mamoru had all the power... And it was about time.
Right now he could not be happier. Ever since he started working full time, he'd felt like in the last 2 years the other Directors were trying to kick him of the Board. He didn't know if he was paranoid or what, but he was almost sure that they all wanted him gone -especially that 17% shareholder (whom he hated the most). Well now they really had a reason to hate him because he would make sure that it was over for them; Mamoru was taking over.
It was a competition nonetheless and only the strongest survived; they would have to understand his reasoning. With this he would finally be able to hold executive power which was what really mattered to him; it wasn't even about the money--he needed to be able to make decisions, not just agree to them.
He was now on his way to meet Motoki because there hadn't been all good news and he needed a favor from him. After he'd told Kunzite about the will, he'd freaked out and started explaining to him the consequences of him being majority owner. Everyone was going to hate him even more, obviously, but they might also try to veto his power.
Kunzite had advised that for him to go make subtle changes ahead of time to all the businesses that the company was in control of to ensure him a smooth transition into his new position when the time came. He needed to cease this small window of opportunity to guarantee that he would have the upper hand in all of his negotiations before the will went public on his birthday. So that was the plan and it started Friday. His first stop was Beijing and then he would move on to the other businesses he had on the continent (Taiwan, Hong Kong, Thailand, Mongolia, etc.) for the rest of the summer until everything was complete.
The 'mission' was estimated to probably take up all his summer and maybe go into the fall too, and as much as he hadn't wanted to work over the summer, he had to do what he had to do. Since he was going to be away, he wanted to ask Motoki to come along with him. He didn't feel like it was unfair of him to ask since they always went on vacation together anyway, but it was longer than usual and he didn't want to be away by himself. He already had Kunzite, who had to come mandatorily, but he needed a bigger posse.
He found Motoki behind the bar when he walked into the arcade and explained everything that happened from the spa to the will--including his binding trip. Motoki soaked up all the information, nodding at points of interest until he heard about him having to go overseas.
"Are you coming?" he asked him hesitantly.
"I don't think so..." Motoki said, scratching his neck dubiously. Mamoru was disappointed to say the least; he really hadn't expected him to say no. "Cass and I..." Motoki trailed off, his face scrunched up pensive.
Motoki didn't need to elaborate; he understood; the only way for him to not want to leave her was if they'd finally gotten together. But dammit! Cass was just plain running the show today wasn't she? He wondered why she hadn't said anything to him earlier today, but knew she probably hadn't wanted it to interfere with their meeting... Although he was genuinely happy for them and knew they both really cared for one another, he couldn't help but feel like they'd done this at a bad time for him. Mamoru really needed Motoki now!
"So what made you two decide to get together?" he asked, because he wanted to at least know how they came up with that decision. Although Cass had always dodged telling him about her reluctance to date him, he knew that it was what she wanted. Motoki furrowed his eyebrows at him.
"No, it's not like that. I just meant that things were going really good... I'm not sure if now would be a good time to leave..." Motoki answered.
He couldn't explain how relieved he was at hearing that and thought carefully about how he would convince Motoki to come with him since without ties to Cass, he didn't actually have anything keeping him here. So he explained in detail what happened in Cass's meeting this morning and about how Higurashi gave her a deadline of fall for the spa to open.
"So she's gonna be really busy this whole summer trying to get things ready and going. The grand opening is scheduled for October 1st; that's her deadline," he said.
"That's crazy! She has only 3 months to get it all put together?" Motoki asked astounded. Mamoru agreed, it was a near impossible task, but Cass had readily agreed to all the terms and conditions; it was her responsibility pull through.
"So she's not really going to have time to do much else..." Mamoru said nonchalantly, but Motoki fixed him with a look, clearly knowing his moves. It was working though, because Motoki was already looking skeptical.
"Three months vacation, you say?" Motoki asked with a smile and Mamoru nodded, knowing that he was seriously considering it now.
"Come with me, please!" he begged because he was really desperate and he knew he almost had him. "Cass will always be here when you get back..." he promised. "You can pick up right where you left off." Motoki silently mulled over his proposal.
"I guess you're right..." Motoki said, biting his lip. "She is going to be really busy this summer..." he said nodding, trying to convince himself. There was a long pause and Mamoru had his fingers crossed the whole time, trying to appear calm. "Fine. I'll go with you," Motoki finally answered definitively and Mamoru couldn't hide his grin.
"Thank you!" he said and Motoki nodded at his exclamation, walking away to serve some orders to customers. He sat happily at the bar drinking his tea, satisfied in knowing that Motoki was coming with him; everything was coming out perfectly, having his best friend along with him would make the trip much more fun.
"So what are you going to do about Usagi?" Motoki asked him when he came back. He shrugged.
"Nothing... Why?" he asked dumbfounded. Why would Motoki ask him such a stupid question? But seeing Motoki's pissed off face at his answer, he quickly amended himself. "Actually... uh, maybe I'll take her out for her birthday before we leave..." he trailed off; knowing that it was what Motoki would want to hear. He cared too much.
"Did you even get her a gift?" Motoki asked with a raised brow, seeing through his bullshit.
Mamoru didn't know how to answer; Motoki should know that he didn't do things like that... Why would he think that he'd get something for Usagi? The scary truth of the matter however, was that he actually had gotten her something: that bracelet she'd really liked from the jewelry store. When she walked away from him, he'd quietly told the sales associate to add it to the rest of the merchandise...
He knew that she pretended not to like it, but he saw the way she had admired it. It was actually perfect for her; she always wore crescent moon shaped earrings and at the beach he saw her wearing a sexy little anklet with stars going around it. She obviously loved the night sky and the charm bracelet was the perfect gift, at least he thought so... Motoki broke into a wide grin when he hadn't answered and Mamoru had the right to look embarrassed.
"So you actually got her a gift!" Motoki exclaimed with a knowing look. "Wow, I'm impressed," he teased. "Guess there's a first time for everything..." He hid his face behind his cup, pretending to take a drink. Motoki was an asshole; thankfully he changed the subject. "Thanks for the painting by the way, I really like it. I'm having someone come over and install it tomorrow." He nodded; Usagi had really saved his ass with that gift.
"Yeah, Cass told me," he said, taking another sip of his drink. Motoki looked at him hesitantly at the mention of her name and Mamoru knew that he wanted to ask him about he and Cass speaking over the phone; she had told him about that too.
"I didn't know that you and Cass, you know, talked and stuff..." Motoki said nonchalantly, trying to cover his curiosity. What could he say; Cass was someone that he inexplicably trusted... He shrugged.
"Yup," he said simply, because what else was he expecting to hear? He hadn't really asked him a question...
"Hey!" they both turned around to see Usagi walking in behind them. She took the seat next him wearing a short orange floral dress that he stared at in interest as she leaned over to see what Motoki was making behind the counter. "Oh that looks good!" she exclaimed, looking hungrily at the three individual sundaes he was currently finishing off with whipped cream.
"Hey Usagi-chan," Motoki greeted her. "What are you doing today?" Motoki asked casually, looking directly at him. He clenched his teeth; he hadn't actually been serious about taking her out!
"A whole bunch of nothing!" she exclaimed excitedly, her eyes glossing over dreamily. "Today was the last day of school, thank goodness! My summer vacation has officially started!" Motoki smirked.
"Nice," he replied, before excusing himself to serve the tray of desserts to the group that ordered it. Usagi turned to him, resting her elbow on the counter and looked at him curiously.
He stared above her head absentmindedly, lost in thought. Should he take her out... on a date? He wasn't going to see her for a long time after this... and they did have a good time the past couple of days. Besides, it wasn't like it would mean anything too serious.
"Hey," she said trying to get ahold of his attention. He finally looked at her.
All of a sudden he felt like being nice to her and he couldn't explain why, except that he felt like she deserved it. He couldn't believe that he's treated her so mean all these years... and he felt like right now was his chance to make it up to her.
And in that instant, it was decided; he was going to take her out. Maybe they could try to work on an actual friendship; they could go to dinner and get to know each other for real. In all the time they'd known each other, they've never discussed the topics of their lives... this would be their perfect opportunity. If they went out, they could hopefully even actually hook up afterwards too if he warmed her up just right. This date had the potential to genuinely be a win/win situation... Even in the worst-case scenario of it being one of the shittiest dates ever, at least on the bright side, he won't be seeing her for months afterwards. Really he had nothing to lose, so why not?
"So you're not talking to me?" she asked, poking him lightly in the shoulder after the long pause.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" he asked, dodging her question.
"Nothing, I guess... why?" she wondered.
"Let's go out," he suggested and his words hung in the air for a while as they both stayed in silence. Her face was a mixture of confusion and disbelief and he couldn't blame her; it was an odd request.
"What do you mean?" she asked completely off guard.
"I want us to go out tomorrow," he repeated, actually enjoying her confusion.
"As in me and you? Really?" she asked him sarcastically, crossing her arms in front of her protectively; she didn't believe him... He nodded, watching her intently as she licked her lips nervously; how he wanted a taste of that tongue... "Why?"
"I just do," he said simply, shrugging.
"I don't understand..."
"Good then. I'll see you tomorrow," he said, saving her the trouble of giving him an answer; she would never say no to him anyway. She raised her eyebrow at him and laughed uneasily.
"I did not say yes..." she replied, staring at her own fidgeting hands. He laughed lightly, why was she still so nervous around him? She looked at him with uncertainty and he waited patiently for her answer, confident that she would cave in.
"As one friend to another, Usagi... I think that we should do something tomorrow," he coaxed, hoping that using her actual name would let her know that he was for real. He could not wait to see her tangled up his bed sheets tomorrow...
Motoki walked back to them, passing her a plate of fruit and yogurt and she thanked him meekly, avoiding Mamoru's gaze. Clearly she was uncomfortable, but there was no reason for her to start getting all shy. Maybe he just needed to relax her a little and he knew just the way to do it. Arguing--it always seemed to bring her back to normal... so he turned to Motoki and set up his bait.
"You really have to stop feeding her," he said and Usagi paused in between bites to glare evilly at him. "She's gonna get fat from all that junk food she eats. Can you believe that I caught Odango here digging through my fridge that day at Shimoda?" Motoki smiled at Usagi's comically angry face. "And she's quite the eavesdropper too, you know. You'll never believe what she found while she was snooping around..."
Usagi's eyes bulged from their sockets and she nearly choked on her fruit. Clearly she had gotten the message. He knew that she would be embarrassed beyond relief if he told Motoki that she'd seen him and Cass having sex.
"You wouldn't!" she accused, but the uncertainty in her voice said that she believed otherwise. "OK fine! I'll go!" she promised, but it was already too late; she'd taken way too long to answer. Besides, he really wanted to see her stuttering to explain herself to Motoki; her flustered look alone would totally be worth it.
"What?" Motoki asked interested.
"No don't tell him!" she begged, moving to cover his mouth with her hand in the hopes that the words wouldn't escape him. But she should know that wouldn't stop him. He bit her and she yelped, contracting her hand away from him. "What's wrong with you?! Why are you always biting me?!" she pouted, nursing her wound.
He smirked at her revelation and Motoki looked at them with a shake of his head. Usagi blushed, embarrassed at what she just admitted and sat back down on the stool, broodingly.
"She watched you and Cass 'doing it' in the back of the stairs..." he said finally. Usagi hid her face in her palm and Motoki laughed embarrassedly.
"Oh really?" he said, rubbing the back of his head. "I didn't know that we were putting on a show," he teased lightly and she gave a muffled response.
"I wasn't watching!" she protested weakly. "I just SAW... I'm SO sorry!" she pleaded, going on about how it was an honest mistake and she hadn't meant to spy on them... that little liar!
"I don't care, don't worry about it," Motoki said, shrugging. "I guess it makes us even." Usagi nodded, looking away embarrassed.
"You're an asshole, Mamoru. I can't believe you told him!" she said begrudgingly after Motoki had walked away to serve some more customers (it was really busy at the arcade today). "That was so embarrassing!"
"So what time do I pick you up tomorrow?" he asked her, readying himself to leave. "I get out of work at five." She paused before answering.
"Six sounds fine, I guess."
"Ok, we'll go eat first," he promised and she nodded timidly. "And calm down, you look a little tense. I'm not going to kidnap you." She took a deep breath.
"I know!" she said in a rush, "I'm just..." She bit her lip: she was definitely nervous... "I'll see you tomorrow," she finished and he nodded in response, sliding off the stool to go. "Wait. Do you even know where I live?"
"Of course," he responded smoothly. "Didn't you know that I stalk you?"
She shook her head, trying to hide a smirk. He knew she liked it when he pretended to obsess over her.
"I always knew there was something off about you," she said with a laugh. He laughed too, playing along.
"Oh you have no idea."
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(Standard disclaimer: I do not own any of the Sailor Moon characters of which I am writing about. The story is my original and I write for fun without compensation. All characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi.)
Seven Days
Chapter 15
How strange
*Motoki*
He was in love: it was the only reasonable explanation for why he enjoyed Cass snuggled up in his arms so much. He was supposed to go to work today, but he had no idea what time it was and he didn't even care; he didn't want to move. If he reached over for his phone to check the time, he might wake Cass up and he wanted to stay in this moment for as long as he could. He just stayed in bed and closed his eyes again, pulling her closer to his body, reminiscing about the night before.
Everything that happened between them was always so incredibly satisfying that he had no idea how to describe what happened last night. 'Amazing' wouldn't cover it and 'spectacular' wouldn't either. The only word that came close would probably be 'magical', but he would never say that out loud; it made him sound like a noob. But yes, their sex was magical!
Last night he'd been surprised when she dragged him out of the party just to come to the flat uptown, but didn't say anything about it being odd. Then when he saw that stripper pole out in the middle of the living room when they walked in, he was very surprised to say the least. But slowly a lot of things had started to make sense in his head about why she had his keys. He looked on at her in amazement as she undressed herself slowly right in front of him and pushed him down onto the couch, reminding him that he could look, but not touch.
He watched as she quite expertly danced in her skimpy lingerie that barely covered a thing, his dick getting harder by the second. He just wanted to fuck her already (especially since they already had their fair share of raunchy dancing at the club), so he got up to get her, but she pushed him down again, telling him that he had to be patient. So he submissively gave in to her demands and let her dance some more for him, but after a couple more minutes, he started to unbuckle his pants--he couldn't ignore the urge any longer. If she wasn't going to touch him, then he was just going to have to jerk off, but as he stepped out of his pants, she (and he still couldn't figure out how) quickly climbed on tip of him and handcuffed both his hands to something that was behind the couch.
"I told you that you had to wait," she'd said, giving him a light kiss on the lips, enjoying the angry growl that came out his lips as he realized that she had gotten him good. She was way too dangerous...
"Koan..." he threatened, but she just giggled and sat on his lap.
Her bare thigh smoothly pressed up against his exposed manhood had him hissing in pleasure as she moved slowly over him. She then got up to remove her remaining clothes and starting dancing right on top of him, giving him the sexiest lap dance EVER. She had him on the verge of exploding with every move, but she refused to touch his dick. She wanted him to beg for it of course, but he stubbornly stayed shut; she'd give in eventually.
He wanted her pussy as much as she wanted his cock and it was a matter of time before she'd climb on and that's what made her the best. She was like a man with the way she was so horny all of the time and she was as addicted to sex as the next guy. Cock was what she lived for, it was like her energy force and she wanted it always.
But watching her body jiggling right in front of him without him being able to touch it was slowly getting to him. It was beyond torture that she had him tied up like a dog; what he wanted most in the world was just to slide up inside her and fuck her like crazy while she moaned out his name. Why couldn't she just let him have some of her?
She finally threw him a bone and shoved her ass in his face, letting him get a few licks before moving away. But after getting a taste of her, he couldn't wait anymore and tried to reason with her for his release. She simply shoved her fingers in his mouth to shut him up and he licked them hungrily, watching captivated as she then brought them down to touch herself while staring at him sexily.
"Oh, Motoki! You make me feel so good...!" she moaned as she continued to play with herself in front of him. He bit his lip so hard in frustration that he could taste the blood in his mouth, but he didn't care. Why was she teasing him like this? WHY?
She took his dick and slid it up and down her slick folds and he soon became covered with her sweet wetness. When she was close to coming, she finally hopped on his dick and he finally saw the light. She rode him as she continued to play with herself and smothered her chest into his face. He bit her nipples hard as punishment for making him wait, but it only served to push her further over the edge and she came with a long satisfying scream.
She collapsed on his chest and slid out of him as she reached over to unlock him from his prison. It was a miracle that he hadn't come too, but he had really tried not to; he needed to last to teach her a lesson. The moment he got loose, he picked her up and flipped her over on the couch, pushing her head down to the cushion so that her ass was high in the air.
He finally shoved his cock right into her and they both moaned from the pleasure. He started off slowly, trying to work her up a bit again, but quickly sped up his pace, thrusting hard into her in failed restrain. When he felt her clamp down again in her organismic spasms, he went faster and slapped her ass loudly.
"Who's the bitch now?" he asked her and she moaned as he continued to ram inside her.
"I'm you're bitch!" she moaned obediently, coming again as he pulled her hair. "I'm you're bitch!"
More or less, they continued on in a similar course throughout the night and he was still spent. And now as he lay in bed next to her, he seemed to have the ultimate epiphany that had him realizing many things. One- Cass was much more amazing than he wanted to give her credit for. Two- He was pretty sure that he was completely in love with her. Three- She was probably in love with him too. And the worst part of all: Four- he already knew all of those things. And the more he thought about it, the more he wished that none of it was true because Five- he was deathly afraid of what he was going to do next.
He wished that he wasn't so confused about her; he'd gotten over the same dilemma back a couple of months ago before they'd stopped hanging out together. They'd been hooking up regularly back in November and he was sure that he had been as addicted to her then as he was now. But when it had happened then, he did what he knew best: he got away from what he didn't understand. So he stopped calling her and since she was never needy enough to try to look for him, he'd assumed that they'd both leave it at that. But when they bumped into each other at a party last month, she'd coyly asked him why he'd been avoiding her and he'd been flustered, not knowing how to answer.
They hooked up that one day again and that's when she'd asked for the keys to his apartment. He'd given it to her without much thought since he barely used it anyhow, but now wasn't sure if he should regret that decision. All of the feelings that he'd been hiding for months now came rushing forward again after this past weekend and he had no idea what to do anymore.
What he did know was that their chemistry together was incredible. And even though he'd woken up to many women before, none of them were ever as perfect as Cass. Especially now, with her make-up slightly smudged and hair messy as hell, she was still flawless in his eyes. He'd tried so hard to just keep their sex casual but, it just kept getting harder and harder to do that... Cass was too perfect for him to let go.
"Hey," he whispered to her when she looked up at him sleepily.
"Hey," she murmured back in her sexy morning voice, smiling up at him. He pulled her closer as she rested her head on his chest. He didn't ever want to move away from her. "Hope you had a good time last night..." she purred.
"Of course I did. You always know how to show me a good time," he assured her and she smiled at his compliment. She rolled over and stretched, kicking the sheets off herself and getting up to walk around the bed naked.
"Do you know where I put my phone?" she asked him, looking on top of his dresser. He shook his head, before telling her to look for it on the chaise. She found it and dived back into bed with him, resting her head on his stomach as she looked at him sideways. She dialed a number and put it on speaker before setting the phone down on his chest, next to her face. "I'm gotta make sure to call Mamoru and wake his ass up before he goes AWOL on me again..." she muttered and he smiled. He knew that she was excited about her meeting this morning and didn't want anything else to go wrong.
"What?" Mamoru answered the phone on the other line after the third ring. What a grumpy little fucker...
"What do you mean 'what'? Why would you answer the phone like that?" Cass complained. Mamoru groaned, clearly irritated at her nagging. "I'm just calling to wake your ass up. I can't have you bailing on me again!"
"Ha, ha," he muttered sarcastically, yawning loudly. Cass rolled her eyes. "Hold on a second, gotta tell these bitches to leave," Mamoru muttered and they heard some ruffling before the phone was put down. Even though the line was muffled, they could still hear him on the other line. "Get the fuck out!"
He and Cass laughed, oh that silly goose! Always kicking those hoes out... They could hear female whining respond, but couldn't understand what they were saying. Mamoru picked up the phone again, sighing into the receiver.
"So how did it go last night?" he asked, yawning again.
"Great..." Cass murmured. "If only you knew the things I did to him..." she said naughtily while giving Motoki a seductive wink. He blushed despite himself; why would she say that to Mamoru?
It surprised him that they spoke about stuff like that... and even more so that Mamoru had even stayed on the phone this long. Usually when they spoke, they exchanged their messages very briefly and hung up about thirty seconds into the call. Why did he stay on the phone with Cass? Mamoru coughed on the other line, clearing his throat.
"Oh, I'm sure he'll tell me all about it later," Mamoru responded with a laugh. Cass looked at him sharply. 'Is that true?' she mouthed to him, which he responded with, 'Of course not!' She didn't believe him though and asked Mamoru.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked. "Does he really tell you what we do?" He just covered his face with his arm. Mamoru better not answer that!
"Yeah, most of the time, but I guess it depends on how good it was," he joked and Motoki wanted to choke him.
"Why would you say that?!" Motoki shouted over the phone. Geez, did Mamoru keep any of his secrets? Mamoru was silent on the other line, before bursting into laughter.
"Motoki? Oh how cute. Are you guys cuddling in bed talking to me?" he laughed again and Motoki just wanted to hang up on him. What an asshole!
"How'd you guess?" Cass said laughing, turning to her side and tracing the lines on his stomach with her finger, blowing him a kiss.
"I don't know, Motoki just sounds like a cuddler, I guess..." Mamoru teased. Cass laughed at Motoki's disgruntled expression and moved the phone away from his grasp before he flung it across the room.
"I gotta go!" Cass said giggling and Mamoru protested over the line.
"Wait! Don't forget to bring me breakfast! You know, from that place that you got it from before..." Mamoru said and Motoki couldn't believe that he had the nerve to ask her to bring him food! As if Cass would actually get him breakfast!
"Waffles right?" Cass asked him and Motoki looked at her confused; she was actually going to do it?
"Yeah, and tell them to pack extra syrup. I don't think that I have any over here. And hurry up!"
"Yeah, yeah, okay!" Cass said before hanging up. She turned to him and looked at him quizzically because he knew that he was staring at her strangely. "What's wrong?" she asked him.
"Do you and Mamoru talk often?" he asked her because all of a sudden he felt incredibly left out. Mamoru and Cass seemed much more comfortable around each other than he remembered; he didn't know that they hung out without him... She smiled, but looked away and all of a sudden he was nervous at whatever she was going to say to him.
"You know... it's weird but, Mamoru and I talk a lot more than you and I do," she admitted "But I don't think that matters, do you?" she asked him with a smile. "You and I have much more important things to do than 'talk' to each other when we're together." She got up and removed the thin sheets away from their bodies, climbing on top of him.
Well that made sense then; back then they all were much closer, always going out to events and partying together... but that had been a long time ago and things were different now he supposed. Even though he did find it a little weird that Cass and Mamoru kept contact with one another, he couldn't say that it bothered him all that much. He'd never been the jealous type and knew that they were just friends.
Cass leaned over to kiss him and he grabbed her thighs, roughly shoving himself inside her with a satisfied groan. She moaned into his mouth and they moved together in unison, enjoying each other's embrace. It didn't matter to him if she and Mamoru where chatting buddies, because in the end of the day Cass came to him. She belonged to him.
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*Mamoru*
This morning's meeting with Cass had gone really well. The investor that they'd rescheduled with had only agreed to open two additional stores instead of the four as originally planned, but accepted Cass's proposal to open up a spa as well. She had gotten excited immediately at being given her opportunity, asking to be the head of the project and luckily, Higurashi-san, (the head exec of the company that funded their Dark Moon franchises) liked her enough to provide the majority of the funds. They still had a huge gap to fill and none of the sisters were willing to give up any of their profits from the other stores to help out so Cass turned to him.
He had wanted to choke her then; she knew that she couldn't deny him so easily in front of Higurashi and had backed him up into a corner. She was asking for him to pay off the rest of the money estimated to complete the project--which was roughly ´7M--and even though they were friends, it was still a pretty big favor to ask from him. But lucky for her, they had spoken about it beforehand over breakfast and had already come to an agreement; he was definitely going to help her.
Besides, he knew he'd never hear the end of it if he denied her, so he made sure to give her very strict limitations in their contract and set up high standards for the criteria she had to meet. There were clear restrictions and a monthly quota to test the success of the business--because this was an investment for him after all--but in the end, she was just glad for the help and was satisfied with the outcome.
After that meeting was done, he'd gone with Kunzite to another meeting that was about much more serious matters; his parent's will. Apparently there was more on it than was left said at his 18th birthday and since his next birthday was coming up in about a month, he assumed that he had some new inheritances coming his way.
Well, he had been right and it was some pretty big news too. He was currently the biggest shareholder of his parent's company (about 20% of all the total stocks), with the next person right under him (the chairman) having about 17%. So as an individual, Mamoru counted for a lot. But when everyone else on the Board turned against him, like it usually happened, then his 20% versus the other 80% didn't mean anything. With the new part of the will, it said that as of his 22nd birthday, he would get additional shares (that hadn't been known of), bringing up his total to a whopping 52% of the total stocks--automatically making him CEO.
That was probably the best news he's heard all year; he was finally in total control of the company. Since major decisions were brought upon a panel and voted on, majority always won and now with more than half of the total votes, Mamoru had all the power... And it was about time.
Right now he could not be happier. Ever since he started working full time, he'd felt like in the last 2 years the other Directors were trying to kick him of the Board. He didn't know if he was paranoid or what, but he was almost sure that they all wanted him gone -especially that 17% shareholder (whom he hated the most). Well now they really had a reason to hate him because he would make sure that it was over for them; Mamoru was taking over.
It was a competition nonetheless and only the strongest survived; they would have to understand his reasoning. With this he would finally be able to hold executive power which was what really mattered to him; it wasn't even about the money--he needed to be able to make decisions, not just agree to them.
He was now on his way to meet Motoki because there hadn't been all good news and he needed a favor from him. After he'd told Kunzite about the will, he'd freaked out and started explaining to him the consequences of him being majority owner. Everyone was going to hate him even more, obviously, but they might also try to veto his power.
Kunzite had advised that for him to go make subtle changes ahead of time to all the businesses that the company was in control of to ensure him a smooth transition into his new position when the time came. He needed to cease this small window of opportunity to guarantee that he would have the upper hand in all of his negotiations before the will went public on his birthday. So that was the plan and it started Friday. His first stop was Beijing and then he would move on to the other businesses he had on the continent (Taiwan, Hong Kong, Thailand, Mongolia, etc.) for the rest of the summer until everything was complete.
The 'mission' was estimated to probably take up all his summer and maybe go into the fall too, and as much as he hadn't wanted to work over the summer, he had to do what he had to do. Since he was going to be away, he wanted to ask Motoki to come along with him. He didn't feel like it was unfair of him to ask since they always went on vacation together anyway, but it was longer than usual and he didn't want to be away by himself. He already had Kunzite, who had to come mandatorily, but he needed a bigger posse.
He found Motoki behind the bar when he walked into the arcade and explained everything that happened from the spa to the will--including his binding trip. Motoki soaked up all the information, nodding at points of interest until he heard about him having to go overseas.
"Are you coming?" he asked him hesitantly.
"I don't think so..." Motoki said, scratching his neck dubiously. Mamoru was disappointed to say the least; he really hadn't expected him to say no. "Cass and I..." Motoki trailed off, his face scrunched up pensive.
Motoki didn't need to elaborate; he understood; the only way for him to not want to leave her was if they'd finally gotten together. But dammit! Cass was just plain running the show today wasn't she? He wondered why she hadn't said anything to him earlier today, but knew she probably hadn't wanted it to interfere with their meeting... Although he was genuinely happy for them and knew they both really cared for one another, he couldn't help but feel like they'd done this at a bad time for him. Mamoru really needed Motoki now!
"So what made you two decide to get together?" he asked, because he wanted to at least know how they came up with that decision. Although Cass had always dodged telling him about her reluctance to date him, he knew that it was what she wanted. Motoki furrowed his eyebrows at him.
"No, it's not like that. I just meant that things were going really good... I'm not sure if now would be a good time to leave..." Motoki answered.
He couldn't explain how relieved he was at hearing that and thought carefully about how he would convince Motoki to come with him since without ties to Cass, he didn't actually have anything keeping him here. So he explained in detail what happened in Cass's meeting this morning and about how Higurashi gave her a deadline of fall for the spa to open.
"So she's gonna be really busy this whole summer trying to get things ready and going. The grand opening is scheduled for October 1st; that's her deadline," he said.
"That's crazy! She has only 3 months to get it all put together?" Motoki asked astounded. Mamoru agreed, it was a near impossible task, but Cass had readily agreed to all the terms and conditions; it was her responsibility pull through.
"So she's not really going to have time to do much else..." Mamoru said nonchalantly, but Motoki fixed him with a look, clearly knowing his moves. It was working though, because Motoki was already looking skeptical.
"Three months vacation, you say?" Motoki asked with a smile and Mamoru nodded, knowing that he was seriously considering it now.
"Come with me, please!" he begged because he was really desperate and he knew he almost had him. "Cass will always be here when you get back..." he promised. "You can pick up right where you left off." Motoki silently mulled over his proposal.
"I guess you're right..." Motoki said, biting his lip. "She is going to be really busy this summer..." he said nodding, trying to convince himself. There was a long pause and Mamoru had his fingers crossed the whole time, trying to appear calm. "Fine. I'll go with you," Motoki finally answered definitively and Mamoru couldn't hide his grin.
"Thank you!" he said and Motoki nodded at his exclamation, walking away to serve some orders to customers. He sat happily at the bar drinking his tea, satisfied in knowing that Motoki was coming with him; everything was coming out perfectly, having his best friend along with him would make the trip much more fun.
"So what are you going to do about Usagi?" Motoki asked him when he came back. He shrugged.
"Nothing... Why?" he asked dumbfounded. Why would Motoki ask him such a stupid question? But seeing Motoki's pissed off face at his answer, he quickly amended himself. "Actually... uh, maybe I'll take her out for her birthday before we leave..." he trailed off; knowing that it was what Motoki would want to hear. He cared too much.
"Did you even get her a gift?" Motoki asked with a raised brow, seeing through his bullshit.
Mamoru didn't know how to answer; Motoki should know that he didn't do things like that... Why would he think that he'd get something for Usagi? The scary truth of the matter however, was that he actually had gotten her something: that bracelet she'd really liked from the jewelry store. When she walked away from him, he'd quietly told the sales associate to add it to the rest of the merchandise...
He knew that she pretended not to like it, but he saw the way she had admired it. It was actually perfect for her; she always wore crescent moon shaped earrings and at the beach he saw her wearing a sexy little anklet with stars going around it. She obviously loved the night sky and the charm bracelet was the perfect gift, at least he thought so... Motoki broke into a wide grin when he hadn't answered and Mamoru had the right to look embarrassed.
"So you actually got her a gift!" Motoki exclaimed with a knowing look. "Wow, I'm impressed," he teased. "Guess there's a first time for everything..." He hid his face behind his cup, pretending to take a drink. Motoki was an asshole; thankfully he changed the subject. "Thanks for the painting by the way, I really like it. I'm having someone come over and install it tomorrow." He nodded; Usagi had really saved his ass with that gift.
"Yeah, Cass told me," he said, taking another sip of his drink. Motoki looked at him hesitantly at the mention of her name and Mamoru knew that he wanted to ask him about he and Cass speaking over the phone; she had told him about that too.
"I didn't know that you and Cass, you know, talked and stuff..." Motoki said nonchalantly, trying to cover his curiosity. What could he say; Cass was someone that he inexplicably trusted... He shrugged.
"Yup," he said simply, because what else was he expecting to hear? He hadn't really asked him a question...
"Hey!" they both turned around to see Usagi walking in behind them. She took the seat next him wearing a short orange floral dress that he stared at in interest as she leaned over to see what Motoki was making behind the counter. "Oh that looks good!" she exclaimed, looking hungrily at the three individual sundaes he was currently finishing off with whipped cream.
"Hey Usagi-chan," Motoki greeted her. "What are you doing today?" Motoki asked casually, looking directly at him. He clenched his teeth; he hadn't actually been serious about taking her out!
"A whole bunch of nothing!" she exclaimed excitedly, her eyes glossing over dreamily. "Today was the last day of school, thank goodness! My summer vacation has officially started!" Motoki smirked.
"Nice," he replied, before excusing himself to serve the tray of desserts to the group that ordered it. Usagi turned to him, resting her elbow on the counter and looked at him curiously.
He stared above her head absentmindedly, lost in thought. Should he take her out... on a date? He wasn't going to see her for a long time after this... and they did have a good time the past couple of days. Besides, it wasn't like it would mean anything too serious.
"Hey," she said trying to get ahold of his attention. He finally looked at her.
All of a sudden he felt like being nice to her and he couldn't explain why, except that he felt like she deserved it. He couldn't believe that he's treated her so mean all these years... and he felt like right now was his chance to make it up to her.
And in that instant, it was decided; he was going to take her out. Maybe they could try to work on an actual friendship; they could go to dinner and get to know each other for real. In all the time they'd known each other, they've never discussed the topics of their lives... this would be their perfect opportunity. If they went out, they could hopefully even actually hook up afterwards too if he warmed her up just right. This date had the potential to genuinely be a win/win situation... Even in the worst-case scenario of it being one of the shittiest dates ever, at least on the bright side, he won't be seeing her for months afterwards. Really he had nothing to lose, so why not?
"So you're not talking to me?" she asked, poking him lightly in the shoulder after the long pause.
"What are you doing tomorrow?" he asked, dodging her question.
"Nothing, I guess... why?" she wondered.
"Let's go out," he suggested and his words hung in the air for a while as they both stayed in silence. Her face was a mixture of confusion and disbelief and he couldn't blame her; it was an odd request.
"What do you mean?" she asked completely off guard.
"I want us to go out tomorrow," he repeated, actually enjoying her confusion.
"As in me and you? Really?" she asked him sarcastically, crossing her arms in front of her protectively; she didn't believe him... He nodded, watching her intently as she licked her lips nervously; how he wanted a taste of that tongue... "Why?"
"I just do," he said simply, shrugging.
"I don't understand..."
"Good then. I'll see you tomorrow," he said, saving her the trouble of giving him an answer; she would never say no to him anyway. She raised her eyebrow at him and laughed uneasily.
"I did not say yes..." she replied, staring at her own fidgeting hands. He laughed lightly, why was she still so nervous around him? She looked at him with uncertainty and he waited patiently for her answer, confident that she would cave in.
"As one friend to another, Usagi... I think that we should do something tomorrow," he coaxed, hoping that using her actual name would let her know that he was for real. He could not wait to see her tangled up his bed sheets tomorrow...
Motoki walked back to them, passing her a plate of fruit and yogurt and she thanked him meekly, avoiding Mamoru's gaze. Clearly she was uncomfortable, but there was no reason for her to start getting all shy. Maybe he just needed to relax her a little and he knew just the way to do it. Arguing--it always seemed to bring her back to normal... so he turned to Motoki and set up his bait.
"You really have to stop feeding her," he said and Usagi paused in between bites to glare evilly at him. "She's gonna get fat from all that junk food she eats. Can you believe that I caught Odango here digging through my fridge that day at Shimoda?" Motoki smiled at Usagi's comically angry face. "And she's quite the eavesdropper too, you know. You'll never believe what she found while she was snooping around..."
Usagi's eyes bulged from their sockets and she nearly choked on her fruit. Clearly she had gotten the message. He knew that she would be embarrassed beyond relief if he told Motoki that she'd seen him and Cass having sex.
"You wouldn't!" she accused, but the uncertainty in her voice said that she believed otherwise. "OK fine! I'll go!" she promised, but it was already too late; she'd taken way too long to answer. Besides, he really wanted to see her stuttering to explain herself to Motoki; her flustered look alone would totally be worth it.
"What?" Motoki asked interested.
"No don't tell him!" she begged, moving to cover his mouth with her hand in the hopes that the words wouldn't escape him. But she should know that wouldn't stop him. He bit her and she yelped, contracting her hand away from him. "What's wrong with you?! Why are you always biting me?!" she pouted, nursing her wound.
He smirked at her revelation and Motoki looked at them with a shake of his head. Usagi blushed, embarrassed at what she just admitted and sat back down on the stool, broodingly.
"She watched you and Cass 'doing it' in the back of the stairs..." he said finally. Usagi hid her face in her palm and Motoki laughed embarrassedly.
"Oh really?" he said, rubbing the back of his head. "I didn't know that we were putting on a show," he teased lightly and she gave a muffled response.
"I wasn't watching!" she protested weakly. "I just SAW... I'm SO sorry!" she pleaded, going on about how it was an honest mistake and she hadn't meant to spy on them... that little liar!
"I don't care, don't worry about it," Motoki said, shrugging. "I guess it makes us even." Usagi nodded, looking away embarrassed.
"You're an asshole, Mamoru. I can't believe you told him!" she said begrudgingly after Motoki had walked away to serve some more customers (it was really busy at the arcade today). "That was so embarrassing!"
"So what time do I pick you up tomorrow?" he asked her, readying himself to leave. "I get out of work at five." She paused before answering.
"Six sounds fine, I guess."
"Ok, we'll go eat first," he promised and she nodded timidly. "And calm down, you look a little tense. I'm not going to kidnap you." She took a deep breath.
"I know!" she said in a rush, "I'm just..." She bit her lip: she was definitely nervous... "I'll see you tomorrow," she finished and he nodded in response, sliding off the stool to go. "Wait. Do you even know where I live?"
"Of course," he responded smoothly. "Didn't you know that I stalk you?"
She shook her head, trying to hide a smirk. He knew she liked it when he pretended to obsess over her.
"I always knew there was something off about you," she said with a laugh. He laughed too, playing along.
"Oh you have no idea."
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