Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Underage Seductress ❯ Persuasion ( Prologue )

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Hi! Well, I decided to use
a mix of American and Japanese names, picking the one that sounds the best for
the story! I threw in some Japanese too! Um, sexual content! If you're
underage, well - it's not any use to stop you if you've gotten this far, huh? Anyways,
read on, but don't blame me if your mom or dad walks in, wondering what the
hell you're reading….



Disclaimer: I do not own
Sailor Moon or any of the characters related to Sailor Moon, but the story is mine!
Sorry if this fic sounds like yours, not intended! Please do not sue! Me poor -
no money!



Underage Seductress

Prologue

By Aurora Borealis



"Rei!!!! I told you, I don't WANT to go to Darien's apartment.
The jerk hates me and he's a heartless, conceited jerk who doesn't deserve the
time of day! Besides, Darien won't let us in! Look at us!" To emphasize her
point, she pointed to their chests, causing Raye to turn the colour of
cranberry juice.

"Come on Ser-e-NA! For me? Besides, I heard Chad talk to
his friends on the phone about it, and I thought it might fun…he said it would
be a killer party." Raye pleaded. Serena, face once looking defiant, as if
challenging Raye for a good excuse - grinned evilly. "Why didn't you tell me
Rei? Of course I'll go with you, anything to help my friends find love…" Rei -
shocked, did the only thing she COULD do, she changed the subject.

"It's not that at all! I just, thought that I should give
you an excuse to see Darien. I've noticed how you get all starry eyed when he
passes by you, or how your eyes light up when his name enters a conversation. I
thought I was doing you a favour…" Proud she had handled the situation so well,
she exclaimed a last "Bye Serena - you'd BETTER be at the temple tomorrow. 6
o'clock, be there, or be burned!" It was Raye's turn to grin, as she quickly
ran away before the information sunk into Serena's mind.



5 seconds later, Raye now
long gone…



"Hey! I told you, I'm not com… Damn!" Serena exclaimed,
noticing there was no Raye left to yell at. She sighed, "Congratulations
Serena, you have just been conned by the infamous Rei Hino." " Who are you
talking to Odango, yourself? You know, I know a good psychologist who
specializes in that field." Surprised, Serena spun around to be met by the face
of her raven-haired enemy, Darien Shields. "You know, I'd love to, but I
wouldn't want to deprive you of the one person who keeps you sane." Serena
reveled in a great idea she had just got. She swayed her hips seductively to
him, tracing a line from her cheek, down to his chin with her finger. "I would
*hate* to find out what you would do to me if you weren't [sane]…." With this,
she took a hand, placed it on his ass, and shoved his erect penis against the
thin material of her sundress. If it weren't for the clothes they were wearing,
both would have experienced extreme sexual pleasure.

Darien, unable to contain himself, groaned inwardly. His
sexual desire dominated his moral conscience, screaming a desperate "MORE!"
Reaching out in front of him, ready to shove himself in and out of that evil
seductress' tight ass, while at the same time fantasizing about how he would
fuck her over and over and over….

His hand grabbed at nothingness, thin air. He looked
around, hoping she had not gone far. She was gone. The Odango Atama had made a
fool of him! Well, two could play this game. Darien smirked to himself - one
that made any woman of the opposite sex passing-by to wonder, what was that
handsome man thinking - she would pay.



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Author Notes: Please read
and review! My first fic, so easy on the flaming! But I'd love any comments,
flame or nice comments. Hopefully, the latter! Anyways, thanks for reading my
fic! Hope to get the next part out soon! I know it's short, but it's a
prologue, right? It's supposed to entice… Email me: auroraangel@hotmail.com