Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Uncontrolled ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )

AN: WARNING, a lemon, (yes I finally got around to it ::smiles shyly::), or should I say ::ahem:: various lemons in the following chapter.

 

 

Chapter 17

 

 

It had been a whole week since they received their powers, and throughout that whole week, the scouts and guards trained night and day, trying to prepare themselves for the upcoming battle. When they would stop for a break, they would always check up on Serena who, for some reason, would stare out the window, like she was looking for something.

 

 

Little by little, she gained back what little power she could and strength, with Darien there the whole time, helping her and keeping a very, very close eye on her. Sometimes, the scouts and guards would spy on them when they took leisure walks on the beach, hand in hand sometimes, talking quietly, and even smiling. This was a good sign for them, they scouts knew, their bond was being formed and tenderness developed between both of them. And they could happily say that they too, were finding some of that tenderness with the guards. It took a while for them to get there, but they were there in love once again.

 

 

One would think that they were hit by some giddy bug, because so much laughter filled the air, even when they were training. They were getting acquainted faster then ever. But even in their moments of bliss, not once did they forget what they were there for.

 

 

Luna and Artemis were always gone, to search for an opening to Beryl's lair, or what ever you called it, and each time they came back, they knew they were getting closer and closer to finding it. Which made the Scouts and Guards a little antsy. They knew that this battle could be their last, and the impending doom of their fates was making them cast anxious looks at one another. Sure they made their resolves with one another. Well…almost. There was still one thing that both sides wanted, but without the other side knowing. Someone needed to take a stand, and be brave, so they can get what they want, before time runs out.

 

 

XOXOXO

 

 

Ami and Zoicite were sitting alone in the office room, both on separate side, going over the notes Luna and Artemis left for them. Everyone was gone for the day, the girls, treating the guards to a show at the club, and Serena and Darien had gone off alone, like they had been doing for sometime now. The scouts and guards were wise, not to ask where too.

 

 

Zoicite was settled at the desk, and Ami, at the leather couch a ways away. She looked at the papers, and frowned, and popped another piece of ice in her mouth and chewed thoughtfully. She gave the unsuspecting Zoicite a little frustrated glare when he kept a `proper' distance.

 

 

Really, she thought thoroughly peeved, how come he was acting so damn, gentlemanly, now, when she wanted him the most? Back in the Silver Millennium, he was brazen and impolite, determined to get her into his bed, and now…well, now, he was acting so damn proper to her, and not taking advantage of there aloneness.

 

 

She popped another piece of ice in her mouth and shuffled through the papers. She paper cut herself and grimaced at the small little line of blood. Her mouth was cold when she popped her pinky in her mouth. Pleasantly so, she looked at her cup of ice, and then Zoicite's vulnerable ears. A wicked smile crept to her lips as she popped another piece of ice in her mouth, letting it melt and make her mouth even colder. Carefully, she placed, the papers, down on the floor and thought fleetingly of excuses for her sudden closeness to him.

 

 

She leaned over her shoulders, her cold mouth close to his neck. He stiffened noticeably. Even in her boldness, her heart pounded fiercely in her chest, and her hands shook as she slid them across his shoulders.

 

 

“Find anything yet?” Her cold, breath caressed his cheek. He cleared his throat.

 

 

“Nothing useful.” He admitted, not making an effort to move away from her. Her closeness to him, made her feel, how the vein in his neck fluttered wildly.

 

 

“All this searching, don't you think we need a break?” She suggested.

 

 

“What kind of break?” He asked in a shaky voice. Her trembling lips, moved closer to his ear, and she touched her cold lips to it, ever so slightly. His reaction was instantaneous. He move his face to meet hers and his hungry lips ravished hers. He turned his chair around and pulled her on his lap, where she straddled his legs and leaned her body, more closely onto his. The heated kiss left her breathlessly pleased. His hands moved under her shirt, caressing her back, and fingering the claps of her bra and yanking it, making it snap her back.

 

 

“Ah!” She cried in pain and frowned at an apologetic Zoicite. She smiled in an understanding way and pushed back. She said and pulled her shirt over her head. In his smoldering eyes, eagerly took in the creamy expanse of her bare chest. He bolted up and began kissing her revealed skin. She giggled and unfastened her bra with excitedly shaky hands, letting the clothing fall in their laps.

 

 

Her heart beat rapidly in her chest, partly because she was nervous, because, she knew that she started this and he would certainly finish it. Even in the past, she knew that even though he was scary intelligent, he was mostly ruled by desire. And once he or she started something, he was always once to finish it. He never left things undone. And another reason her heart beat so rapidly in her chest, was because, she wasn't as fully developed as she was in the past. But the look in his eyes put that feeble thought to rest.

 

 

She leaned down and kissed him tenderly at first, not to sure how fast he wanted to go, but he took the kiss further, ravishing her mouth, making her body tingle with awareness and need, she rocked on his lap unconsciously, wanting what only he could offer her. Their labored breathing was heard in the hushed room, along with the sounds of their desperate kisses. Zoicite's whole body pulsed with pent up desire. She never knew how much he longed for her. How much his body would ache, to just feel her, even if it was just his fingertips--a light caress even. She would never know how much his heart burned for her, to seek solace within her warm, loving arms. Maybe that was why, he was blindly caressing her. It was like, no matter how much he touched her, it would never be enough. Her lips tasted like clean, water, still cold from the ice she teased him with. She leaned further in, and he leaned back into the chair, but soon, it tipped backwards and had them sprawled on the floor. They laughed it off, and assaulted each other once again. He pulled at Ami's shorts, as she fumbled with the drawstring of his swim shorts. They broke away from each other briefly to be free of their restraining clothes.

 

 

Naked, they clashed again. Zoicite rolled her to their sides, where he slipped a knee between her legs to part them. Her breath caught in her throat, as she stilled and gazed steadily at him with dark, sultry eyes. It was a silent wait, as he eased himself inside her. It took a lot of control on his part, not to proceed with haste and end things before they even started. He even had to grit his teeth, to hold in his raging thirst. Slow, he had to do it painfully slow. Inch, by inch, he penetrated her until he met with her maidenhead. He took a steadying breath, and pulled her hips up to meat his as he fully took her innocence. She didn't cry out in pain like he expected her to do, although he knew it hurt. Instead, she moved up and then down, urging him to just move with her.

 

 

Ami wasn't really one to be squeamish when it came to pain, and took it like a pro. To get to know his body once more made her dizzy with happiness. Her muscles clenched together, as he moved in, and then relaxed as he pulled out. It was a steady rhythm, she adjusted to, but she felt the tension in her body build, until it was almost unbearable.

 

 

Along the way, he managed to get her fully beneath him, and he was cradled between her hot thighs. Her feet were planted on either side of him, to lift herself and rotate her hips and increase their friction together. He felt her warm pants tickle his ear, as he leaned his head into her neck to kiss that sweet spot, behind her ear, that always made her blood boil. When he felt her tense, he drove deeper inside of her to catch the wave of her orgasms, and revel in her pleasure. When he knew that she was sated with her climax, he moved deeper and faster, working into a frenzy, loving the sound of his name in her hot pants. The moment was cascaded in time. The moment, when his whole body shuddered with his release. The singing of his nerves, the utter lax of their finished passion. A passion that had long been denied to them in a span of a thousand year. It was like, everything was theirs now. Everything, was finally okay…

 

 

XOXO

 

 

Raye, Mina, Jadeite and Kunzite were seated in the vacant Dark Corner in their club, chowing down on some complementary peanuts and drinking bottled water when something passed over them. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation really, but it pulled at a very sensitive feeling and want in their bodies. Raye and Mina glanced at one another.

 

 

Ami? Lita's question broke through their thoughts and they frowned in unison.

 

 

It did feel like Ami didn't it? Raye thought. They searched the mind of their friend to see if she was alright. What they did hear in her thoughts was very disturbing indeed. It was a flutter of emotions they felt with her, mixed with a few words that made them blush.

 

 

Our little Ami took things into her own hands did she? Mina thought, amused by the fact.

 

 

We should really take her lead. It would have benefited us all. Lita poked at them with laughter.

 

 

I can't believe she did that! She beat me to it! Raye cried out to them, mildly amused, but mildly jealous. She gave a discreet look at Jadeite, who sat ridged in his chair, crushing the plastic bottle in his hand. I wonder if he had the same link with Zoicite? She shifted her eyes downward, looking at her hands. They were shaking. Her knees felt like they were shaking too, knocking together and she felt a faint pulsing inside of her. God, was she really that…wanting? She groaned inside when she answered her own question. Yes she was. She was a wanton. A bloody wanton. Goodness, she simple fact kicked her in the stomach. She slammed the bottle down with an unknown feeling and decided to go to the office. Maybe paperwork could get her mind off of things and help her decide how she was going to approach him. She had to admit, Ami was damn good at getting what she wanted, and she would do just the same. A smile lit her face when she felt him follow after her. When she reached the retro metal door to their office room, she swung it open and proceeded to her desk. Jadeite came as well, standing stiffly in the doorway.

 

 

“Should I close the door?” He asked. Raye stared blankly at him. Should he? She resisted the urge to bit her bottom lip. If he did, then that was her signal to him that she was ready for him. For the intimate closeness that was sure to follow. She had to admit to herself, as he waited for an answer that she had never been so nervous ever in her life time. It wasn't fear that really caused her nervousness it was the raw vulnerability she would be exposing herself to. In her passion, all her guard would be let down. Did she trust him enough to let him in? This was the last hurdle they had to jump in order to fully commit to one another. She looked at him, seeing all the lust and love in his eyes, and the patience. He loved her enough to be patient if she didn't want to. And she…

 

 

And she loved him enough to fully mean the word she said next. “Yes.” She said breathlessly, her heart hammering loudly in her chest and knees knocking together.

 

 

He shut the door firmly, turning the deadbolt into place. Silently, he walked to her, stopping short, inches from her. He was standing so close that she could feel his body heat radiate off of him, and smell soap and the laundry detergent from his clothes. He reached out for her and pulled her into a warm embrace. He was mentally readying himself, she understood. He was as nervous as she was and that brought her immense comfort. They could do this, and learn together again. She moved her hands up his strong back as he lowered his mouth to kiss her cheek and nibble her ear. Goosebumps emerged on her arm and she giggled and felt him smile as he kissed her mouth. Their tongues laced together in a sensual dance of teasing and temptation. Their breathing became labored and shallow and they took a gulp of air and then their mouths came together again. He backed her to the front of her desk and lifted to sit. Her knees hugged his hips as he leaned into her, with one arm around her slim waist and one around her shoulders. Her head tilted to the side as he rained slow, soft, wet kisses down her cheek and chin and sensitive neck. He stop at a fluttering vein and moved a little back to caress that secret spot he touched earlier. Pleasure coursed down her body, making her warm. She let out a moan of delight, suddenly wanting him to move faster.

 

 

It frustrated her when he didn't speed up. In the past, when ever she wanted him to move faster, he did, no questions asked. But he was going so damn slow. She growled in protest and rocked her hips hard against him. His arms tightened around her in defiance, he went even slower, kissing his way back to her mouth. When he finally stopped at his destination, she opened her mouth and demanded, through her kiss, to go faster. And he ignored her.

 

 

“Jadeite.” She hissed at him in warning.

 

 

“No.” He murmured back. She broke away from him breathlessly and met his glimmering blue eyes.

 

 

“Yes.” She insisted heatedly and undid the strings to her red corsets shirt and let it fall open. His eyes darkened and he took a deep breath to calm his pulsing desire. This is one time she wouldn't get what she wanted, he was making sure of it. But if she kept looking at him with those alluring eyes and…he groaned when she barley touched the soft mounds of her breast, trailing her fingers down the light blue veins and to her nipple that hardened under her gentle touch. “Do it Jadeite.” She dared him in a husky whisper, getting really turned on by the way he was looking at her.

 

 

“I said no.” He said in a wavering, but determined voice. “I want this time to be different from the first time. Don't you see? We're starting over again, and people rarely do that. And no matter what…” He gulped when she did it again to the other breast. “and no matter what, I'm not going to go faster then I should have to.” He told her firmly. Raye looked at him thoughtfully, a wicked idea entering her mind. But on the out side, she smiled serenely.

 

 

“Alright Jadeite. If you insist.” She told him and leaned back on her desk, waiting. In the back of his mind, he should have known that she wouldn't give up that easily. But his mind was so clouded with desire and lust, that wouldn't see until the very end. They undressed each other until all they had on was their underwear, minus a bra because Raye hadn't wore one that day. Their kisses were gentle wandering over each other with a mission. Jadeite swept one arm over her desk, making her paper and things flutter to the ground. He leaned her down. Her long hair fell over the other side of the desk, like black satin. He roamed his palm up her hips and stomach, as she arched up, moaning softly. With her eyed closed, Raye relished in his touches. Her legs dropped from his hips as he kissed down her body, her breast and taking her nipple in his mouth. She gasped with delight at the heat of his mouth, and his tongue lapped over her sensitive skin.

 

 

She didn't know how much more she could take that. He was doing this on purpose, she thought, and sat up when her pulled her to him. She had to be smooth about this. She thought as she stroked his taunt stomach and slipped her fingers into the waist band of his boxers. He pulled away from her, but she clamed her legs around him tightly, not letting him move an inch, and the more he tried to move, the further she let her hand wander. He jerked hard, and in his movement, the desk moved, making her body hit against his. Jadeite swore softly, suddenly knowing that she could never be submissive when he wanted her to be. But then again, he would never want a submissive lover. Her hunger had to match his own, and in the past, he had gone through a lot of lovers to find one. And he never did, until he met her. As soon as they finished their bout of lovemaking, a new hunger sparked in him, and she would always meet it.

 

 

Raye slipped her hands on both sides of his underwear and pulled them down. She looked down at him in awe, and with her shaky hands, she touched the tip of him. He stilled, with his eyes closed. Encouraged but this, she put a hand around him and squeezed as she moved her hand down. She did it slowly, watching his face. He groaned and bent his head down, breathing a little harshly.

 

 

“That's enough.” He rasped at her and lifted her up to slip off her underwear. He grabbed her hips and poised himself at her entrance. Raye sucked in a deep breath when he breeched her fully. His mouth muffled her scream and her nails raked down his back when the pain hit her. He drove deep inside her, buried at the hilt and waited for her to get comfortable with him inside her. He felt her muscled contract around him, and then he angled their bodies and began moving. The glass pencil holders shuddered at their rhythm. Raye's pants were throaty and low, and her hot breaths caressed his neck sending various shivers down his back and throughout his body.

 

 

She was so hot and tight, he didn't know if he could hold back much longer. He would withdraw until the end, and then drive deep back inside her with hard thrusts, and she would meet him every time, leaning once again how to use her inner muscles. As they rocked steady together, her hair would sway back and forth, ticking his outer thighs and arms. He reach between their bodies, and stroked her and she tensed, feeling the beginning of her climax. With his stroking and his thrusts, it didn't take much time for her to find that sweet release. He coved her mouth with his other hand as she screamed. He hissed when she dug her nails into his shoulder and he moved faster to gain his own release. She felt him pulse inside of her and it was her turn to cover his mouth when he cried out with satisfaction.

 

 

His legs felt shaky and he pulled away from her and stumbled into her desk chair of buttery red leather. She pivoted on her desk to face him with a smile of pure content. And he looked so delicious, sprawled in her chair. His blonde curly hair was damp with sweat, and hung in his lazy blue eyes. Her body pulsed with the aftermath, and she hurt a little between her legs, and she was just barely catching her breath, when she was consumed by hunger again, and from the looks of it, Jadeite was having the same reaction.

 

 

“That was fun. Let's do it again.” She said devilishly and jumped on him in the chair.

 

 

XOXO

 

 

Serena felt a small smile light her lips when Raye's thoughts came to her. She looked at a naked Darien, snoozing in the beach towel beside her, with his back turned to her. She gazed fondly at him before silently standing and putting on her clothes. The sun was beginning to set and the light made the small waves shimmer like molten bronze glitter. For the past couple of days, she had been thinking about her dreams and about her friends. And she knew that only Mina and Lita were left. Not that she was worried. She had secretly roamed through their thoughts and knew they were planning their seductions as were the guys because Darien had told her so.

 

 

She took a deep breath and began walking through the cold sand, coming to a large smooth rock. She climbed it and sat with her knees to her chin, watching the seagulls fly above her in the dimming sky.

 

 

Soon, Luna and Artemis were going to find the entrance to Queen Beryl, but she couldn't wait that long. She trusted the scouts enough to let them handle that, and it wasn't like they would be alone. As soon as her last two scouts and Darien's last two guards fully commit to one another, then the guards would gain their powers back. At that event wouldn't be too far off. But she couldn't wait until they did. She had to move. Tonight to be exact. She and Darien planned it. But the others couldn't know. They would try to stop them, or even worse, try to help them. Where she and Darien were going, was dangerous, and only they could do it.

 

 

“A penny for your thoughts.” Darien's warm voice vibrated against her ear. She turned to see him sit next to her. She could still smell the remnants of their passion on him, and she was sure he could to because his eyes were dark and lust filled. She planted a tender kiss on his bottom lip.

 

 

“It's time to go.” She whispered. Soon, his eyes cleared and he nodded his head. “Endymion.” She called out to him. Darien's face went blank as he tired to push Endymion's conscious forward. Endymion was fighting it, she could tell. “Endymion we need your help.” She told him softly, tears welling in her eyes. “We need to find her. Are you giving up already? Are you a coward?” She shot at him. Soon, Darien's face filled with a cross between anger and utter sadness. “Only you can tell us where she is. Please Endymion, take us to her.”

 

 

Endymion looked at this young girl who looked identical to his wife. For someone so young, she had a lot of heart and a lot of determination. She looked lost, lonely despite the great abundance of friends and family. She shouldn't feel that way, but she did, because part of her was missing. He desperately wanted Serenity back, so he had to face the pain, and face the guilt in order to do so.

 

 

“What makes you think that I know where she is?” He asked, standing up. The girl stood as well.

 

 

“Your heart. When Serenity put that binding spell on you.” She explained. He looked at her skeptically and folded his arms. He could smell sex in the air. It was on him and on her. Her lips were still a little swollen and her cheeks were flushed, even though it was a little cold.

 

 

Of course.

 

 

His other half and this girl became lovers. He should have suspected it would happen. But he had been so wrapped up in his self loathing that he failed to see what was happing in the present. His other half, Darien, cared a great deal for this girl. More than he would admit to himself.

 

 

::That's not true. Serena and I share an understanding:: His voice broke through his thoughts and startled him. He felt Darien snicker.

 

 

::Now you know how it feels:: He was amused at this thought and laughed out loud making Serena look at him like he had gone crazy. Fool yourself all you want. An understanding. That's a good one boy he shot back. He felt Darien bristle at being called a boy.

 

 

::Look, all of that aside, its up to you to find Serenity. You need to try:: Endymion was amused once again to have the boy change the subject. Avoiding the obvious. I remember those days myself. Tell me, do you find yourself up at nights, thinking about her? Or feel your heart race when she smiles at you? Are you never sated after a passionate night with her? Do you feel sad when she's not around you, even if she's just in the other room? Does your blood boil when you see other men look at her with longing and appreciation? Like that night you caught her at the club she and the others opened? He asked. Darien was silent.

 

 

::That's none of your business. Your business if finding Serenity and freeing her from Beryl:: He said defiantly. Endymion felt himself scowl at the answer. You would bring the girl you love on a dangerous mission? Are you crazy?

 

 

Darien chuckled.:: Just try to talk her out of it:: He told him.

 

 

“I don't think you should come.” Endymion told her firmly. Serena looked at him with narrowed eyes.

 

 

“Oh?” She asked raising an eyebrow. “Well, I don't really care what you think. This is as much my battle as it is yours Prince Endymion and whether you approve or not, I'm going.” She told him with a stubborn tilt in her head and blazing eyes. And then she smiled. “Besides, tell me, if you do manage to rescue her, what are you going to do with an entity you can't hold?” She asked him brightly.

 

 

Darien chuckled even harder which turned into a laugh that he had a hard time catching his breath over. Endymion had to admit to himself that she was right, and he mentally kicked Darien to shut up. ::Ouch! That hurt!:: Darien protested.

 

 

“Very well girl. Shall we gather the scouts and guards?” He asked making his way off the rock.

 

 

::No!::

 

 

“No!” Serenity and Darien cried out in unison. He frowned at both of them.

 

 

“May I ask you why not? Surely we won't be able to do this alone.” He asked them both softly in a murmur. Serena looked down at her feet.

 

 

“They can't come yet. Although my scouts have their powers back, your guards do not. Only two couples have yet to commit, and until they do, your guards are useless. We have to give them time. Time that they have, but we do not. Serenity is getting weaker the longer she is away from you and therefore her resistance against Queen Beryl is wearing her down. There is no time to loose. We must go without them. Please, try to contact her.” Serena told him. Endymion stared at her for a moment, then closed his eyes and let his heart wonder. Searching for her. Soon whispering could be heard. A lullaby that Princess Raye of Mars composed for Serenity.

 

 

A long time ago, he was looking for her. He had searched the cave were they usually spent their nights, but she wasn't there, so he followed the small stream next to the cave, that eventually blossomed into a small secluded pond. He had heard singing, a soft, secret song that hit him hard.

 

 

Deep in my soul, a love so strong it takes control. He remembered the first words that came out of her mouth. It was just the other night when they had spoken of love to one another. It was such a relief to him that she had felt the same way.

 

 

Now we both know, the secrets bared, the feelings shown. He remembered quite vividly how they had shown their love for one another. Many, many, many different ways. Some, quite scandalous.

 

 

Driven far apart, I make a wish on a shooting star…They had watched the stars that night, making wishes together. Counting the uncountable lights in the sky, holding hands, sharing looks.

 

 

There will come a day, somewhere far away, in your arms I'll stay, my only love. But they knew that were treading dangerous waters, being together. Queen Beryl had gained so many supporters on Earth, that neither he nor his father could do anything. They had tried to gain an audience with the Silver Alliance, but they had barricaded themselves, to try to protect their kingdoms and people. There was nothing they could do. War, was inevitable.

 

 

Even though your gone, love will still live on, the feeling is so strong, my only love, my only love…And then, that horrible night when Beryl tried to take her from him and persuade him to join her. His Serenity, his beautiful wife defiantly stood up against her even though he could feel her small body quiver with fear. And even now, even though she was gone, he still felt her love for him, he still knew that she was fighting Beryl with everything she got. She was waiting for him.

 

 

You've reached the deepest part, of the secrets in my heart, I've known it from the start, my only love…

 

 

“My only love.” He finished for her and snapped his eyes open and looked at the stars, seeing one lone shooting star race across the night sky, to the direction his heart called him to. “Let's go.” He told her and they hurried off.

 

 

XOXO

 

 

Lita and Nephrite entered the house and flipped on the lights. She was hungry. Those peanuts didn't satisfy her hunger. When she wondered into the kitchen, she saw a note written in a feminine hand. It was from Ami. She and Zoicite decided to catch a movie and won't be back until late. The word late was underlined three times, each line was a different color.

 

 

“Okay Ames, got your point across.” Lita muttered a bit irked that now she and Zoicite were on very intimate terms now. She took some chicken and some vegetables out to start dinner. Mina and Kunzite were trailing behind them and Raye and Jadeite decided to go to a small fair the community was having.

 

 

“Need help?” Nephrite asked her. Lita nodded with a smile.

 

 

“Breaded chicken with wild rice and salad sound good?” She asked him, pulling out a broiler pan and a large silver pot.

 

 

“My stomachs growling just thinking about it.” He told her with a sensually dark voice and twinkling dark blue eyes. Lita unconsciously licked her lip and hurried away before she decided to kiss him. They worked in harmony together, preparing the meal, bumping into each other, whether on accident or deliberately. The silence in the kitchen was almost deafening, and the more they were quiet, the more the room was fused with trepidation and tension. It practically hummed.

 

 

The salad was done and the chicken was tucked away in the oven with the rice cooking. Lita washed her hands and went to go into the living room, but as she turned, Nephrite was right behind her. All thoughts seemed to drain out of her head. He was so close, and that look in his eyes. It was like a predator was ready to pounce. His eyes were narrowed and brushed her hand across her forehead, pushing a strand of copper hair from her face. Her eyes fluttered closed as he rested his large, warm hand on her cheek. She felt him lean in, and brush his beautiful lips hesitantly across her bottom lip, before kissing her more firmly on her trembling mouth. It wasn't their first kiss, since he stole it the night he changed from a pimply twelve year old to the man he was today. But this kiss was much more appealing because it wasn't demanding, because he roamed her mouth with gentle caresses, testing her boundaries and seeing how far he could go. And for once in her life, she wasn't comparing a kiss to the kisses her senior gave her all those years since their breakup. Nephrite was nothing like the senior, he was much more. He was hers, and only hears. He waited all those years for only her and in a way, deep in her heart, it seemed like she had been waiting for him. Her dashing prince charming, to come sweep her off her feet and carry her to the highest tower of his castle and ravish her until the sun came up the next day.

 

 

Nephrite was getting lost in his own kiss. He felt her melt into his arms, a recognizable trait that she was lost was well. Her arms slid around his neck as she pressed her body more fully into his sending his hormones into overdrive. He slipped a knee between her long legs and lifted her so she could ride on his thigh, all the white, pressing her into the doorway arch. He tore his lips from her and fumbled with the front of her shirt. Bit the green tee was like second skin on her, stretching over her generous breast. He saw her nipples were erect under it, which made his mind pulse in and out, like he was losing control.

 

 

Might as well be, he thought sheepishly. God, Lita could still make his blood boil. Mmm, her breast, her mouth, her long legs. As he thought these things, his hands roughly lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. He removed her arms from his neck as well, and pinned them above her head with one hand, and with the other, he pulled a small pocket knife the Prince had given him a few days ago and flipped it open.

 

 

Lita stared wide eyed at the knife. God, he was going to do it again. She giggled remembering the past when he would get too impatient with her clothes and slice them off. She had to come up with pretty convincing stories to tell her maids why some of her dresses were shredded. But the wild urgency turned her on more then dirty words could, and Nephrite always came up with scandalous phrases to whisper in her ear.

 

 

He slit the top of her shirt where the fabric stretched over her without touching her skin and then released her hands to rip it open. She let out a low sound of her approval over his show and threw her head back as he kissed the top of her breast, licking her in between them. He lifted her up more, kissing her down, under the lace of her bra and her taunt stomach. Butterflies swarmed madly inside her, and in her cloudy brain, she felt her power spark to life. She groaned. It felt so good to be with him, so exhilarating, her powers reacted to the euphoric sensations he was currently putting her though. She rocked on his thigh, and tore at his shirt, burrowing her hands in his soft mahogany hair and bending down to kiss him. He flipped open her jeans, dragging them roughly off her hips, he let her down for only a moment to discard his own, before taking her up the wall again. The cold surface touched her bare back, sending shivers over her body before warming to her body heat. He cupped his hand over her sex and, gently, slid a finger inside of her. She shuddered, around him, whimpering at her primal need to know him again, and bucked against his hand.

 

 

“Nephrite.” She moaned softly, only to be shushed by another heated, wet kiss. She felt her self slip down the wall, but he lifted her by the waist and she anchored him more firmly to her. He withdrew his hand, and then, placed himself at her entrance, and pushed in, ever so slightly. She sighed out loud, and felt herself stretch, but not to painfully. And then he braced his other hand on the wall, and dragged her hips downward, taking her last bit of sanity along with her. She gasped at the pain, sure, but she didn't pay much attention to it. The feel of him inside her made her think of their long past together, and compare it to now. But then, even though she had been a virgin, he had taken their courtship slow, and they were only intimate toward the end of the Silver Millennium.

 

 

She strained toward him in, with her arms wrapped around his neck, and her legs around his hip bones. Her back hit the wall in rhythm with their movements, knocking air out of her laboring lungs. Her hair fell into her face, but she kept eyes contact with him thorough the semi-damp wavy strands. His eyes were bright with passion, and his beautiful sensual mouth was open with his little huffs, and his hair was in disarray, but she thought he couldn't make a more beautiful picture. A strange sense of smugness hit her unexpectedly. Her new awareness of her own sexual power filled her body, making it warmer and she reached between their bodies, touching their link, and down further. He growled in warning, pounding her harder into the wall, so hard, she thought they would make a dent in the sheetrock. His hand around her thigh moved to her behind, where he clutched her cheek hard as he began to reach his climax, but not before she met hers. He almost felt the building of her orgasm, deep in her, start to pulse, before, she jerked, and almost stilled when it over took her senses. Her inner muscles clenched around him, making his own orgasm much sweeter and fulfilling. A small sigh of relief tore from his throat, and he pushed, deeper and deeper inside of her and spent himself, shuddering.

 

 

He held her against that wall, it seemed like forever. Her should blades were a bit sore, her heart was beating rapidly as her breaths gradually calmed down, and they both cooled together. Finally, he pulled out and let her slid down until her feet touched the warm spot where his once wore. Her legs were wobbly, and between them pulsed with the aftermath. He pulled her shaking body into his. She laid her head agents his chest, feeling like she just swam in a race. What a picture they must make, he thought, letting out a long sigh of sleepy of satisfaction. Both, naked, hugging like young school children.

 

 

“Nephrite?” Lita suddenly said.

 

 

“Hum?”

 

 

“Is something burning?” She asked. If she meant to be coy, then…wait. He sniffed the air and they pulled apart, looking at one another in alarm.

 

 

“The chicken!” They yelled together and ran to the smoky stove to see if it could be spared.

 

 

XOXO

 

 

Mina looked in distaste at the blacked breast that sat on her plate. She and Kunzite shared an amused, but disgruntled look with one another.

 

 

“Tell us again, how did the chicken burn?” Kunzite asked in his cool, aloof voice that would have sent shivers of fear down anyone's back. But the coldness in his voice did the opposite for Mina. It actually sent shivers of pleasure down hers and made desire pool in her stomach. Damn, she loved it when he spoke like that. Lita and Nephrite visibly blushed and picked at the blackened meat also.

 

 

“Everyone has bad cooking days.” Lita muttered and ate around her chicken.

 

 

“So it's like having a bad hair day, only with food?” Mina asked brightly, knowing, just as Kunzite knew, why the chicken really burned.

 

 

“Exactly.” Nephrite said in a stuffy voice, cutting in to the meat to see just how badly it burnt. Totally toasted. Kunzite's voice cut into his head. Nephrite scowled moodily at the man across the table.

 

 

“I smell smoke! Who started a fire? Raye was it you?” Zoicite and Ami entered the house, just as the sun went down. Lita and Nephrite sunk deeper in their chairs.

Everyone's giving me a hard time about my chicken. Well, excuse me if I was a bit side tracked. She shot at them irritably

 

 

A bit? Raye's voice suddenly came into her head, just as she walked through the door with Jadeite, smiling widely at Nephrite.

 

 

Congratulations Nephy. You got more suave that I thought you would. I'm impressed. Nephrite shot him a glare and stuffed his mouth with dry salad.

 

 

Shut up. So we burned the chicken, big deal. Quit harassing us about it. Zoicite and Jadeite laughed out loud and Kunzite's lips twitched.

 

 

Alright. We get it.

 

 

“Want to order take out?” Mina offered. They all nodded and Lita and Raye helped to clear the dishes.

 

 

“I'm surprised Serena and Darien are still gone. Maybe we should call them or something, just to see where they are.” Ami said. She borrowed Mina's phone to call Darien's cell. But it rang, and then a muffed ring from the back of the house caught her attention. His phone was ringing on the nightstand in the room he was staying at. She grabbed it and then dialed Serena's phone. Raye ended up finding it in Serena's duffle bag. They shared a worried look.

 

 

“Serena always has her phone.” Raye told her. They told Mina and Lita about what happened and they all got worried.

 

 

“They've been acting secretive lately. But even then, they would already be back by now.” Kunzite became instantly alert and made the other guards thoughtful.

 

 

“They can't do anything really. I mean, Serena doesn't have her powers, and I'm thinking, that Darien won't have much power because she doesn't. Queen Serenity made it so that, one can't work without the other.” Zoicite told them, but a feeling of unease settled in his stomach.

 

 

“We found it! We found the opening!” Luna and Artemis burst through the door and skidded to a halt at their feet. “It's back in the city though, in an old abandoned building, but its there. Where are Serena and Darien?” Luna asked, looking around the room for them.

 

 

“Not here. They left their phones so we can't get a hold of them.” Mina said in a sigh and sunk into the chair. She tried to mentally call out to her, but was met in silence. She looked at Serena's phone in Raye's hand and bit her lip. Something wasn't right about this…goodness, she hoped nothing was wrong. But still, it wasn't like Serena to leave her phone. And Darien, he always made sure he was in contact with at least one of his guards. All this sneaking around and secrets were rubbing her the wrong way. She tired again to call her mentally, harder this time, but no use.

 

 

“Please Serena, I just want to know if you're okay.” She whispered.

 

 

“Well, when they come back, we'll go. I assume you've been practicing.” Luna looked expectantly at each of them. Raye rolled her eyes.

 

 

“Yes Luna. And things have been pretty quiet around here, so I'm just itching to toast a monster. Any monster.” She said, cracking her knuckles to make her point.

 

 

“And working well with the guards?” Artemis asked serenely, twitching his tail slowly.

 

 

“Yep. We're good in that department.” Lita said, sending Nephrite a meaningful look.

 

 

Very good. Raye said in a purr, making the others crack secret smiles.

 

 

Quit bragging. Mina muttered. They others smiled more widely and Ami patted her shoulder.

 

 

Sorry Mina. But your time will come.

 

 

Yeah, you don't have to rush things. Lita popped in.

 

 

It will happen when it's meant to happen. Raye soothed her.

 

 

Yeah, I guess. I'm just wondering who will make the first move. I'm kinda nervous, to tell you the truth. Thank you everyone. She smiled softly.

 

 

XOXO

 

 

“Okay, here we are.” Serena said and took a deep breath and looked at the dark opening. They drove to a little wooded area about ten miles from the beach house. Endymion had led them to an overgrown cave on the side of a shallow mountain. Leaves crunched under their shoes as they approached it.

 

 

“Serenity's here. Inside there. Do you think they know we're here?” Endymion asked, stepping into the damp cave. Goosebumps emerged on her arms, and she felt cold sweat dot her head. But she shook that feeling away and took a calming breath, gearing up for their mission. Her heart pulled her, because she knew Serenity was there, waiting for them.

 

 

“They'll know soon enough.” She wiped her sweaty hands on her pants and joined him inside the cave. “Ready?” She asked him hesitantly. He looked down at her with a stony face, and then proceeded inside. I guess that was a yes…

 

 

XOXO

 

 

The evil Kunzite looked at the picture of Zoicite and fought down the wave of hatred and bitterness. He threw the frame across the room and it shattered. He missed her, but not as much as he missed Mina. He scowled and made a glass of brandy appear. In all the battles, he never once really missed her because, he had Zoicite. But now, with the good half of him back, living with her, touching what belongs to him, he felt jealousy and possessiveness take hold.

 

 

His grip on the glass tightened as he looked at the room he was in. Cold, evil, dark, just the way he wanted. He needed female company. And not one of Beryl's minions. He needed someone untouched, someone he loved, and hated at the same time. He could take her from the good Kunzite. She was still waiting for that moment, when he would make his move. Bitter, insane laughter filled the room and he downed the rest of his drink. Yes, Mina would do for tonight. And then after tonight…

 

 

Who knew? She could very well take the place of Zoicite…

 

 

XOXOXOXOXO

 

 

AN: Mina and Kunzite's lemon scene will be next.

 

 

Kisses everyone *muh* and REVIEW!!!!