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Title: Body Language
Author: Alyndrya (Princess Destiny)
Email: princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com
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Rating: NC 17+
Couple: Usagi And Mamoru
Summary: 'One Hour Challenge' #537' : Response Fanfic. Mamoru dashes into a store to avoid a persistent Rei, who wants to date him, not realizing that it's for lingerie. Totally horrified, he goes into the closest stall to hide, and comes face to face with Usagi, who dressed only in flimsy underwear!
Chapters: 1/2
Status: Unfinished
Year Completed: 2012
Size: 65 KB
'One Hour Challenges' #537: Scene - The male of your 'Couple' is found in a women's underwear store and has to explain why to the other of the 'Couple'.
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Comments: Hi everyone! This is my Week Three Fanfiction response to the Seven Week One Hour Challenge competition. :) I couldn't resist Mamoru in a lingerie shop, hiding in the stall with Usagi. The ideas started flowing right away. It was supposed to be a Oneshot, but I ran out of time and it had to become a two-parter. LOL Don't expect a Sequel, okay? If I feel like writing one in the future I will, but it won't be planned. I have four more stories to write for this Challenge, and I'm also revising Spin The Bottle. As the other Fanfics have been for this Challenge, it is NC rated and contains explicit sex. Do not read if you are underage!
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BODY LANGUAGE
By Alyndrya
[ princessdestiny@destinysgateway.com ]
Chapter One
It was a really bad day, and Mamoru couldn't avoid that fact. Mostly it had to do with the girl currently clinging to his arm, preventing his escape.
"Mamoru, come on," Rei said pleadingly, looking up into dark blue eyes with a flirtatious smile on her pink lips. "Just one date?" She looked at him appealingly, putting one hand on his arm. The Priestess had been trailing after the upperclassman for several blocks now, trying to get him to agree to go out with her. Although the two of them had been on unofficial dates, which apparently the clueless Mamoru had thought was just hanging out with a buddy, they weren't actually going out.
Mamoru shook her hand off and ran a hand through his dark hair in a faintly-harassed manner, staring at the persistent girl with disbelief. Her tenacity was mind-boggling and bordered on a stalker's behaviour. Though he had tried-many times-to explain to Rei that he had no interest in her other than being a good friend, the brunette asked him at least twice a week to be her boyfriend.
It had become a real problem when he had asked a girl out and they had been getting some food at Motoki's Arcade when Rei had popped up and demanded that he go out with her. As he had been trying to land a new girlfriend at that very moment, who had walked out without another word after seeing what was going on, the dark-haired man had been extremely put out! "No, I will not date you." He said bluntly, at the point where he didn't care so much about hurting the girl's feelings.
She blinked at him from under her dark lashes, purple eyes taken-aback, but then she smiled. "Are you worried about my age, Mamoru?" She asked him slyly, thinking that he probably didn't know she was of age now. "Because if it's that, I'm sixteen-"
The upperclassman quickly held up a hand to cut her off, expression becoming annoyed. "No, it isn't your age, Rei. I'm just not-interested." He said gently, seeing her face fall a little. "Now, I have somewhere to be, so I'll talk to you later. Okay?" Mamoru backed off a little, satisfied that she understood. But then the girl just stared at him in a thoughtful manner that gave him the chills. The brunette wasn't giving up! He just knew it.
"Mmm, okay Mamoru." Rei murmured, waving goodbye. She watched him hurriedly cross the road and walk down the block before continuing following him. Makoto probably would have called it stalking, or something like that, but the Senshi of Mars preferred to think of it as learning about the guy she liked. She wanted to know everything about Chiba Mamoru. The man was gorgeous and perfect and she was just the girl to be on his arm. She was pretty and a Sailor Senshi, though he would never know that, and she was going places. Her Grandpa wanted her to take over the Temple, but the brunette really wanted to be a pop star.
The dark-haired man shrugged his shoulders to shake off the uncomfortable feeling of being followed, because he really hoped that Rei had finally gotten the hint. But one glance behind himself, when pretending to look into a shop window, told a different story. "Good lord." His blue eyes rolled skyward, incredulity in his tone. She was still there! Only now the young girl was hanging back half a block, thinking that she was hidden. The exaggerated way the brunette was slinking from store displays, to hiding behind other people, was more than obvious.
Mamoru had a test to study for and had left his books with Motoki when he went for a walk. It'd had only been by chance that he had even noticed Rei hunting him down, and recalled that she had been in the Crown Arcade when he was there! The brunette had quite obviously followed him. All the upperclassman wanted to do was head back to resume his studies, but he had a bad feeling that he wouldn't get much work done with the girl as his shadow!
Muttering darkly under his breath, he swiftly glanced behind to make certain that she wasn't watching what was happening, and then he dashed swiftly for the closest store door and shoved it open. He was inside in seconds flat, rushing past displays with wild eyes, searching for somewhere to hide. It was only when the dark-haired man was halfway into the store that he realized his huge blunder. A swift horrified glance about him revealed a Victoria Secret's store, filled with shopping women and rack upon rack of lacy, see-through, barely there underthings. His blue eyes avoided the posters of half-naked women on the wall, underwear lovingly clinging to their slender limbs. Some of the females looked his way and whispered and giggled under their breaths and the hero could not remember a time when he was more humiliated.
Not even that time when Zoisite's dark energy had caught him firmly on the ass, leaving a gaping hole. The upperclassman was pretty certain that he had flashed Sailor Moon before making a swift, embarrassing get-away. Thank god Tuxedo Kamen could fly, because he never would have lived that one down if some reporter had spotted his bare backside as he fled away from the scene of the crime. The dark-haired man had never learned what the blonde heroine that he had a crush on saw that day, and she never mentioned it. But sometimes he caught a strange look in her eyes as she gazed at him, and Mamoru had seen her gaze drop to his ass on more than one occasion. Yeah, she had most definitely seen something! It had taken weeks for Tuxedo Kamen to get the courage to look her directly in the eyes, but the gentle Senshi had never said a thing. She would never had sought to mortify him in that way.
"Can I help you, Sir?" A saleswoman asked, walking up to him with a slightly suspicious look in her brown eyes. She looked him over, assessed that he wasn't some pervert and her look turned into a real smile.
Mamoru thought lightning fast, trying to save face. "I'm looking for my girlfriend. She told me to meet her here." He flashed her a devastating smile that had brought more than one female under his spell. So he was a charmer, so what? It was his belief that if he had a good-looking face and body, why not use it to advantage? Women did it all the time! Sure enough, the red-head gave him a dreamy look and then wandered off. The upperclassman glanced about the store as if to try and spot someone, and surreptitiously headed back for the front door.
His dark blue eyes fell on Rei, who was hovering outside the door, looking back and forth down the block as she tried to spot him. Luckily her back was to the store, and it was probably only because it was a lingerie store, she would have thought it the last place her quarry would dash into. Before the Priestess could see him through the glass window, the upperclassman bolted behind a display, slightly hunched down. He didn't look too closely at the underwear right under his nose, desperately trying to think of an escape plan. He was Tuxedo Kamen, damn it! He could come up with a plan. But for now-
He quickly bent over and rushed towards the change rooms, thinking to hide in one of them until the brunette left. The first door the hero tried in the row was locked, and the next three, women calling out in protest as he tried to barge inside. And then Mamoru came across one slightly ajar, and he grinned in triumph, bolting towards it. The dark-haired man's hands slammed into the wood and it flew open, crashing into someone. A familiar shriek rent the air, and his dark eyes flew wide in disbelief as his body came to a stop half-way through the door, coming face to face with Odango Atama.
Mamoru didn't want to closely examine the huge rush of relief as he recognised his enemy, and knew that he could trust her. "Quiet!" The dark-haired man hissed at her, hand flying over her mouth and shoving the blonde back further into the room. His other hand quickly shut the door and fumbled for the lock, barely looking at the young girl. Of all the luck!
Usagi stared at him with huge eyes from behind the hand clamped over her mouth, and she was shell-shocked. The blonde had saved up for two months to finally be able to afford a nice lingerie set from Victoria's Secret, scrimping from her part time job as a waitress at the Crown Game Arcade. She had been there half an hour so far, with a stores woman helping her out. That was why the door had been ajar. The girl had definitely not expected her nemesis to come rushing inside and muffling her! And good god, she was barely clothed! She squeaked in horror, backing off from the madman who had entered the stall. "What are you-" She began, getting free of the hand.
Mamoru quickly turned back to her and his hand went over the blonde's mouth again, following swiftly as she backed off, fingers clamping over her cheek. "Shh, Odango. I'll be out of your hair in just a minute." He told her absently, listening hard to see if Rei might have come into the store. If he heard her voice, there was no way in hell he was leaving anytime fast! Usagi made some small indignant, angry noise under her breath as the upperclassman shoved her to the wall, body resting into hers. It was clear from his brief look into her wide blue eyes, that the girl wasn't frightened, only angry and stunned. For some reason, that made the upperclassman feel absently affectionate of the girl he was holding captive. She wasn't screaming for help, and his hand was really only to stop her making some sound that would draw Rei's attention to them.
The girl was starting to think that it was all a huge nightmare, and she was really at home in her nice comfy bed. She was not being crushed into the mirror of the far end of the stall, between Chiba Mamoru's muscled body and the wall. He had not just barged into her stall and locked it behind him, muffling her with his hand. And she most certainly was not half naked! The blonde moaned in embarrassment, shifting under him and hands shoving at his arms to get him to back off. She was seriously going to kill him-after she put some clothes on. Usagi wasn't scared, and she wondered why, then remembered that she had known this guy for years. He was a pain in the ass, but he would never hurt her. What the hell he was doing in the blonde's change room was a real mystery though, or why he was trying to muffle her! Her hands stopped pushing and started pummelling. Chiba Mamoru had some explaining to do!
"Did you see a good-looking guy come in here a minute or so ago?" The brunette's voice carried easily to the hiding upperclassman and he winced, listening to what the stores woman answered with.
"Can you be more specific?" The woman asked her, sounding exasperated. "A lot of husbands and boyfriends come in here."
Rei sounded angry when she answered. "He's really tall and gorgeous, with blue eyes and black hair." The Priestess supplied.
Mamoru groaned and absently leaned firmer into Usagi as she continued to shove at him and make furious noises under his hand. He turned fully to face her, fingers firm over her lips as he grabbed a flailing hand and then the other and pulled them over the girl's head, holding them to the wall. "Stay still, Odango Atama!" He hissed at her angrily, head still turned towards the door. The upperclassman noted that she felt very soft from where he was pressed into her body, his chest to her breasts, one of his legs slightly between both of hers.
Usagi fell silent, but not because of what he was saying. Her cheeks were burning as she stood there, completely subdued by the guy who had taunted and fought with her for the last two years. Somehow, Mamoru had failed to grasp that a girl in a changing stall would not be wearing all of her clothing, and she was pinned effectively against the mirror, in only a very flimsy pair of pink lace panties that were practically see-through, and a skimpy bra that was pretty much the same. If the jerk drew back, he was going to get an eyeful.
For some reason, a jolt of excitement and arousal shot through the Senshi of the Moon's lower stomach and her groin. She bit back a moan and leant her head against the wall, feeling the dark-haired man's hot breath in her ear as he rested his cheek over the hand on her mouth, as if trying to keep her completely quiet.
Mamoru turned back from the door as he heard Rei moving away, either leaving the store or searching it, and it occurred to him that his captive was being awfully silent. Considering it was Tsukino Usagi, who could never keep her mouth shut when they were around each other, that was a really ominous sign. Even with his hand over her mouth, she should have been making some sort of noises. The dark-haired man was surprised to turn his head to meet deep blue eyes very close to his own, not filled with the expected anger, but something that made the bottom of his stomach drop out. The emotion was gone as swiftly as he had seen it, the girl glaring heatedly, but he knew exactly what had been in her gaze. Desire.
The upperclassman drew back slightly, rapidly assessing the situation and his eyes went wide with shock and horror. His gaze had dropped from the infuriated expression on the Odango's face to her neck and seeing only bare skin, he had naturally looked down further and encountered the lacy edge of a skimpy bra. Oh...shit. "Odango." The hero said in a strangled tone, backing off even more. His hand dropped from her mouth, and his own gaped as he took in the sight of an almost-naked blonde. Usagi was wearing a bra and panties that hid absolutely nothing and the blood in his body abruptly headed south, cock coming hard and aroused in seconds flat.
Usagi pressed against the wall, eyes as wide as Mamoru's, and she saw his jaw drop as he finally noticed what she was wearing, or lack thereof. "Mamoru." She muttered, cheeks afire with colour. Oh god, if the ground could open up and swallow her about then, she would have been very grateful. Instead of turning away quickly as she had expected when the jerk was presented with her near-naked form, she saw in stunned amazement that his dark blue eyes raked back up her form, and then came back for another ogle. "What are you doing?!" The small girl shrieked, jerking towards the mirror and hunching down.
Good lord... Was he really looking at Odango Atama, the girl he had argued willingly with for the past two years? The blonde who loved Manga and pigging out on food, who was bad at school and had an impressive lung capacity? As the dark-haired man's hungry gaze dropped to her ass, clad in the revealing pink number, he mused in a dazed way that there were many more things about Usagi that was impressive. Her large white breasts, nipples straining against her bra, for one. And the curvy backside he had been presented with as the girl tried to hide her assets.
It wasn't working.
"I uh-" Mamoru tried to reply, but his brain wasn't really working right then, and his eyes couldn't seem to stop moving up and down over her long slender legs, ass, and a peek of perfect breast visible under her arm as she glommed to the mirror in order to keep his eyes from her most salient assets. Odango Atama was breathtaking! He could honestly admit that the girl had a body to die for, and he must have been blind for the last two years to not have even noticed that she had blossomed since they first met. "Was trying to hide from Rei." He continued a minute or so later, when his lustful mind comprehended that he owed her an explanation. From the responding death-glare, the upperclassman figured out he hadn't done too well.
"Rei?" Usagi demanded, glaring at him balefully from her under lashes, blue eyes burning into him. She had seen his hungry stare moving constantly over her body, and to her absolute shock, the girl found that she was not only flattered by his admiring stare, but somehow turned on by it! "She's chasing you again?" The girl said with a frown between her brows, blue eyes disbelieving. She completely forgot her lack of concealing clothing and turned back towards him. She recalled a moment later, when a certain annoying jerk swiftly dropped his eyes to gawk at her again.
"Mamoru? Are you in here somewhere? I'm pretty damned sure I saw you come in here." Rei called out then, sounding very aggravated.
Before the dark-haired man thought it over, and he really ought to have, he rushed towards Usagi as she looked like she was going to call back to her friend. His body slammed into hers, the blonde squealing as the breath whooshed from her chest. They were once again pinned from head to toe, his lips inches from her own. Odango looked flabbergasted to find them glued together intimately, with herself barely clothed and their mouth's almost touching.
The two of them stared at each other, stunned by the attraction between them.
And then Usagi felt his rather obvious enthusiastic response to all her naked skin. She moaned a little as she felt his hard length digging into her stomach, and the blonde's breath sped up. She saw a flare of some emotion in Mamoru's eyes, and then his lashes lowered and she was being given a considering look and there was also a stunning lust in the blue depths. He wanted her? The dark-haired man was obviously as turned on as her by the situation and her breath sucked in. But then someone rattled the stall door, and her eyes flew over his shoulder.
Mamoru saw the blonde open her mouth to call out to whoever was trying to get into the stall, whether it was Rei or the sales woman, he really didn't know. All he did know, was that he panicked, and his sudden sexual attraction to the younger girl was clearly steering his brain functions, because as her pink lips opened to, eyes looking at the door, the upperclassman abruptly found himself lip-locked with his worst enemy in the world.
The Senshi of the Moon couldn't have been more stunned if someone had smacked her over the head with a hammer! Her huge blue eyes looked into an equally shocked stare, and her lips trembled under his. They stayed there frozen for long moments, mouth's locked together, his body crushing hers into the mirror. And then with a moan into her mouth, the dark-haired man's lips were moving and titling over her own. Usagi moaned back as she was suddenly kissed with a startling ravenous hunger that seared through her body like a wave of fire.
The honourable thing to have done when finding himself with his mouth on Odango Atama's was to have pulled back, stammered an embarrassed apology and flee the stall. Only that hadn't happened. No, the hero's body was taken over before his brain was even in gear, feeling all the soft near-naked flesh under his body, and a sweet-tasting pair of lips on his own. Mamoru was shocked to find himself kissing the blonde with a disturbing amount of lust and hunger, and his hands rose to curve about her waist and upper back, her head pinned to the mirror so that she couldn't escape.
After a minute or so of being kissed by lips that she could have bet a million bucks would never have been on her own, the blonde gave a small helpless whimper and responded, kissing Mamoru back as if the very fate of the world rested on their making out. The Senshi of the Moon's hands rose up and wrapped about his neck, jerking the upperclassman closer to her. He seemed surprised that she was returning their heated embrace with just as much enthusiasm as he was, and then he was making an approving sound and she was being kissed within an inch of her life!
Mamoru just couldn't believe that he was kissing the girl he thought he didn't like, but apparently a fiery attraction had been hiding beneath their regular fights, because something like that just didn't happen out of nowhere! If it had been Rei's lips under his, or some other girl, the upperclassman was certain that his body wouldn't have been so hot for hers. No, apparently he wanted to get into Odango's panties really bad, and he just hadn't known it. The dark-haired man's lips finally pulled back from her own, the blonde giving a small moan of protest.
The two enemies stared at each other again, utterly bewildered by what had happened between them, and wondering where their hell their flammable lust had come from. The blonde was flushed, eyes heavy lidded with passion, and the upperclassman desperately wanted his hands roaming over her tempting body. The girl was hot! "Well...damn, Usagi." He whispered to her, forehead resting against her own, and their blue eyes locked. She had little silver starbursts about the blue of her eyes that he had never noticed before.
"Yeah." Usagi whispered back, cheeks red and her eyes shy. She shifted under him, startled when the dark-haired man's body shoved hard into her own, his erection digging into her stomach. A low moan broke from her throat in response, and the arms about his shoulders clung desperately.
"Don't move!" The hero of Tokyo groaned harshly, eyes closing for a long moment as he frantically sought to push back his raging lust for his worst enemy. It wasn't working very well, and he ended up cursing under his breath. Usagi's blue eyes went wide and she tried to slide out from under him, but his arms tightened about her form. "What did I say?" Mamoru demanded, rubbing his aching arousal into her soft stomach. The blonde moaned back at him and his gaze became speculative. Odango was clearly as turned on as he was!
The small girl opened her mouth to retort, but the words died in her throat as the arms about her waist slid backwards and there was suddenly two large hands cupping her ass as if they had every right to! Usagi gasped, eyes wide, as she was shoved up off the floor, feet dangling, and her aroused flesh through the panties was pressed intimately to his cock. "Mamoru!" She screeched, quickly clamping her lips shut when she was too loud. Her blue eyes glared at him, and then a low moan broke from her lips and her body flushed, underwear becoming wet. The girl wrapped her arms even tighter about his neck, becoming overwhelmed by the heat between them.
Mamoru's breath hissed out as his erection was ground flush against her core through their clothing, and the girl's angry words dissolved into rather satisfying gurgles of startled desire. It was his turn to be shocked next, as the blonde's legs wrapped about his waist, ass pressing back into the mirror for leverage. "Usagi?" He asked under his breath, eyes dark with lust as she yanked him back into her, their bodies flush against each other's.
Usagi's mouth quickly sought his, shutting the dark-haired man up as he tried to say something. She wasn't certain if it had been in protest, or to encourage her for throwing herself at him like some cheap floozy, but whatever it had been was smothered as she kissed him hard, lips eager and hips thrusting up towards his. The upperclassman was abruptly kissing her back, lips burning on hers, hunger scorching them both. Mamoru drove their bodies hard into the mirror, her backside shoved to the cold glass and his erection was thrusting back and forth in a very satisfying manner against her sex through the underwear.
Good god, but they had an amazing sexual chemistry! The upperclassman was floored as their bodies rocked into each other's, their sex's thrusting desperately. Wherever the lust had come from, he didn't bloody care right then! All Mamoru knew was that his worst enemy was locked in his arms, kissing him with an equal hunger and the pleasure was almost unbearable. He didn't even care where the hell they were, or if anyone in the store could hear their moans. The blonde moved back from him slightly, legs clinging to his hips and he made a protesting noise as their lips separated.
"Touch me!" The small girl whispered to him shyly, but her blue eyes were dark with desire and her breath was coming out in little panting noises. She saw Mamoru's eyes go wide and then narrow, hands shifting her so that one was cupping her backside and the other came between them. Usagi arched up as a hand closed over her breast, caressing through the see-through pink bra, and then he pinched her nipple lightly.
Mamoru could only stare hungrily at the passionate blonde in his arms as she responded to his every touch, her lashes falling down to hide her eyes, and her breast thrusting up into his questing fingers. He swiftly yanked the straps of her bra down her arms, and then reached for the band between the white mounds, jerking it downwards so that her breasts spilled out of the material. The dark-haired man's breath hissed out as he saw her large mounds with their tight pink nipples. "Oh god, Usagi." He choked out, bending down to take a tight nub into his mouth. The girl's hand quickly left his neck and slammed hard over her mouth to muffle her shriek as he licked and sucked at her eagerly, delighted with the taste of her skin.
Oh god, he was going to kill her! Although the Senshi of the Moon had asked her enemy to touch her, she hadn't expected him to put his mouth on her breast. She practically melted into him, back firmly to the mirror and ass hanging over his other hand as she was suckled and then he was moving to her other breast, fingers pulling the bra down more so that he could knead the white globe. Her core twitched and a spasm of pleasure clenched in her lower stomach as his tongue swept out, licking all over the flesh, then going back to the nipple to bite down lightly.
Usagi's nipple was shoved up hard into his mouth in response and he gasped, then sucked on her hard, feeling the girl shiver and writhe. And then the upperclassman licked all over her breasts and up over her neck to her face, where he pulled her hand from her lips and kissed her hard, lips moving over the blonde's ruthlessly to claim her as his own. Mamoru pulled back slightly from her mouth, eyes searching her face until her lashes rose and she gazed back at him. "Touch me too, Odango." He breathed, feeling a smile against his lips and then her small hands were both smoothing over his stomach through the shirt.
Touch him? God yes, the blonde thought hungrily, eyes raking over his body and thinking about where she wanted to touch him first. Mamoru belonged to her right now, and she couldn't wait to have her hands moving all over his body!
To Be Continued...
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Comments: Whoo, pretty hot, huh? I just love Mamoru and Usagi together. The next Chapter contains the more heated smut, and will be out in two or three days. If you want to join in, check out my Profile for the link. You don't have to write all seven of the Challenges to join in. Just one is fine. Contact me if you have any questions about it!
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