Emerald and Aquamarine
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Category:
Sailor Moon › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,829
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Sailor Moon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter One
Emerald and Aquamarine
Flora Winters
I do not own Sailor Moon, but the gods know I wish I did.
Summary: Kunzite and Zoisite use a love potion to destroy the Sailor Scouts once and for all and that’s where things go hilariously wrong. MM, FF, LANG, and tons of silly violence and other crude things.
Chapter One
Queen Beryl appeared in the park, wearing the little black Gucci dress, and killer black heels that no mortal woman could hope to wear in her short lifetime. She had her long red locks tied back in an attractive ponytail that glistened with rubies. She looked just like a supermodel who had stepped from the pages of VOGUE.
“I’ll have one cherry shaved ice, please,” she smiled with seductive red lips, handing him the few yen it took to pay for it.
The young college student took her money and handing her what she had purchased with a grin. She patted him on the cheek and strolled off with a sexy sway to her hips. He fell to his knees in awe and promptly passed out behind his stand. She had taken all his energy.
“Silly males,” she cackled, enjoying her tasty treat. “Why must they always think with their dicks and never with their brains? Perhaps I should purchase some more insightful magazines…”
“Excuse me, Miss,” a voice interrupted her thoughts. “But, would you mind if I painted you?”
Beryl turned to look at the young woman and decided that she was indeed cute enough to paint Her Most Everything. She nodded her head and took the chair that was offered her, being very careful with her dress.
“Thank you so much,” the cute brunette with big green eyes smiled. “I think I’ll paint you as the Sun Goddess, Amaterasu.”
Beryl’s eyes sparkled like beautiful jewels. She sat back and struck a powerful but sexy pose for the cute artist who was mixing her paints.
“I have never seen such flawless skin without the aid of makeup,” the young woman told her, gazing upon a portrait of perfection.
The queen of the Dark Kingdom giggled like a little schoolgirl. This mouse amused her and the compliments were very nice.
She suddenly frowned when she was about to take the last bite of her shaved ice. She simply had to have more of the tasty stuff. It was just that yummy.
“Your hair is as red as fire,” the artist raved, looking at her. “I bet it even dances like flame when it hangs loose.”
“You have no idea,” Beryl chuckled, snapping her fingers.
A shrill shriek filled the air and was followed by an explosion. It was about time to get this party started.
“Excuse me, slave,” Beryl smiled with long white fangs, suddenly looming over the woman’s right shoulder, deadly red talons holding her in place. “But you’ve made my nose all wrong. I simply can’t let you get away with such an insult to my flawless beauty. Nothing can ever compare to the original that is me.”
The Dark Queen took her energy and the artist fell to the ground with a thud. Oh, she did love the sound of flesh smacking the pavement in the early afternoon.
More humans raced by her, only to fall flat on their faces. She made her way back over to the stand to help herself to some more shaved ice. She stepped over the male and decided to mix the lime with the orange to see what that would taste like.
“Oh, my,” she said, putting a lovely hand to her porcelain smooth cheek. “This is tasty.”
The blue and green fish monster chased some more cattle her way and down they went with a thud, too. She threw her head back and howled with wicked laughter, the sky growing dark. She really should get out more often. This was loads of entertainment.
“Go and chase some more back here,” she commanded her minion. “I’m going to sample the grape and kiwi.”
The monster bowed and frolicked off to the sound of his queen’s laughter. He suddenly spotted two more and gave chase.
“And make sure they’re screaming!” Beryl yelled after him. “I like them so much more when they are.”
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Zoicite added the rose petals like Kunzite had told him to and now just stood before the big pot, looking at the pearly liquid. It reminded him of something tasty and he still had no idea what his lover was up to.
“Now add nine drops of pure jasmine oil,” Kunzite told him, looming over his left shoulder. “And then add some powdered dragon scale.”
Zoicite did as he was told and smiled at the pretty pink color the potion had now become. It was shimmering and smelled very nice.
“Let’s see,” Kunzite muttered, scratching his nose. “Was it unicorn horn or siren fin that came next?”
Zoicite pouted something fierce. “What the hell am I making, Kunzite?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” Kunzite asked with wide, innocent, blue eyes. “It’s a love potion.”
“Oh, that,” Zoicite said and then snarled, “WHAT?”
Kunzite chuckled.
“How the hell is that going to stop those bitches?” The blond shrieked, thinking of pouncing the bigger man, and throttle him silly.
“Give it a thought,” Kunzite smiled with really white teeth. “I promise it won’t hurt you.”
Zoicite’s left eye twitched and his nails began to grow long and razor sharp. “Come again?”
Kunzite cocked his head to the side. “Do you really want me to? We’re kind of busy here, Zoi.”
Zoicite’s nostrils flared and he pounced. “Tell me now!”
Kunzite caught him and had him flat on his back. This was what he loved most about his Zoicite. The smaller man was always keeping him on his toes with his wild antics.
“Let me go!” Zoicite yelled, hissing at him like a pissed off snake. “Can’t you see I want to scratch your pretty eyes out and wear them as earrings?”
Kunzite rolled his lovely molten gems.
“Love potions play with the mind, filling those infected with desire to the point of obsession for the first thing they lay eyes on.” Kunzite told the struggling blond, getting hard for the emerald eyed beauty once more. “Just think of the chaos we will cause. The Sailor Scouts will be too busy chasing their desires to screw up our plans to capture the rainbow crystals.”
Zoicite could feel his lover’s hardness for him and he instantly stopped struggling. The smile that suddenly graced his beautiful face made Kunzite’s cock twitch and he felt it. This was going to be so much fun.
“Kunzite?” He asked with smoky eyes.
“Hmm?” The silver haired warrior asked with a warm smile.
“I’ll…and then I’ll…but only if you…okay?” He told him with a big grin. “So, let’s finish this up and go hex some bitches.”
Kunzite felt like his brain had suddenly turned into mush and was running out his ears and nostrils. Zoicite’s way with words just made him so damn horny for that burning hot mouth to be on him.
“It was unicorn horn,” Kunzite whispered, telling him to be very careful while adding it. They did not want to cause and explosion of desire on crack. The two of them would never leave the grounds if that were to happen. They would probably fuck each other until the effects wore off…if they would wear off.
Kunzite chuckled to himself. In a way, he would not mind that at all.
“One unicorn horn,” Zoicite said, carefully adding it, and a huge heart made of pink smoke fluttered out.
“Where did I put that spray bottle?” Kunzite asked, looking around for it, clapping his hands.
Zoicite rolled his eyes. He swore the man would lose his head if it wasn’t attached to his neck.
“Ah,” Kunzite said, picking it up. “I found it.”
Zoicite nodded. “I’m going to make Sailor Moon fall for a moo and Tuxedo Mask fall for an oink.”
Kunzite blinked. “Each other?”
Zoicite snatched his lover’s big hand and they both vanished in a swirl of fragrant cherry blossoms. They could not wait to enjoy the chaos.
TBC…
Please review and tell me what you think.
Flora.
Flora Winters
I do not own Sailor Moon, but the gods know I wish I did.
Summary: Kunzite and Zoisite use a love potion to destroy the Sailor Scouts once and for all and that’s where things go hilariously wrong. MM, FF, LANG, and tons of silly violence and other crude things.
Chapter One
Queen Beryl appeared in the park, wearing the little black Gucci dress, and killer black heels that no mortal woman could hope to wear in her short lifetime. She had her long red locks tied back in an attractive ponytail that glistened with rubies. She looked just like a supermodel who had stepped from the pages of VOGUE.
“I’ll have one cherry shaved ice, please,” she smiled with seductive red lips, handing him the few yen it took to pay for it.
The young college student took her money and handing her what she had purchased with a grin. She patted him on the cheek and strolled off with a sexy sway to her hips. He fell to his knees in awe and promptly passed out behind his stand. She had taken all his energy.
“Silly males,” she cackled, enjoying her tasty treat. “Why must they always think with their dicks and never with their brains? Perhaps I should purchase some more insightful magazines…”
“Excuse me, Miss,” a voice interrupted her thoughts. “But, would you mind if I painted you?”
Beryl turned to look at the young woman and decided that she was indeed cute enough to paint Her Most Everything. She nodded her head and took the chair that was offered her, being very careful with her dress.
“Thank you so much,” the cute brunette with big green eyes smiled. “I think I’ll paint you as the Sun Goddess, Amaterasu.”
Beryl’s eyes sparkled like beautiful jewels. She sat back and struck a powerful but sexy pose for the cute artist who was mixing her paints.
“I have never seen such flawless skin without the aid of makeup,” the young woman told her, gazing upon a portrait of perfection.
The queen of the Dark Kingdom giggled like a little schoolgirl. This mouse amused her and the compliments were very nice.
She suddenly frowned when she was about to take the last bite of her shaved ice. She simply had to have more of the tasty stuff. It was just that yummy.
“Your hair is as red as fire,” the artist raved, looking at her. “I bet it even dances like flame when it hangs loose.”
“You have no idea,” Beryl chuckled, snapping her fingers.
A shrill shriek filled the air and was followed by an explosion. It was about time to get this party started.
“Excuse me, slave,” Beryl smiled with long white fangs, suddenly looming over the woman’s right shoulder, deadly red talons holding her in place. “But you’ve made my nose all wrong. I simply can’t let you get away with such an insult to my flawless beauty. Nothing can ever compare to the original that is me.”
The Dark Queen took her energy and the artist fell to the ground with a thud. Oh, she did love the sound of flesh smacking the pavement in the early afternoon.
More humans raced by her, only to fall flat on their faces. She made her way back over to the stand to help herself to some more shaved ice. She stepped over the male and decided to mix the lime with the orange to see what that would taste like.
“Oh, my,” she said, putting a lovely hand to her porcelain smooth cheek. “This is tasty.”
The blue and green fish monster chased some more cattle her way and down they went with a thud, too. She threw her head back and howled with wicked laughter, the sky growing dark. She really should get out more often. This was loads of entertainment.
“Go and chase some more back here,” she commanded her minion. “I’m going to sample the grape and kiwi.”
The monster bowed and frolicked off to the sound of his queen’s laughter. He suddenly spotted two more and gave chase.
“And make sure they’re screaming!” Beryl yelled after him. “I like them so much more when they are.”
1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111
Zoicite added the rose petals like Kunzite had told him to and now just stood before the big pot, looking at the pearly liquid. It reminded him of something tasty and he still had no idea what his lover was up to.
“Now add nine drops of pure jasmine oil,” Kunzite told him, looming over his left shoulder. “And then add some powdered dragon scale.”
Zoicite did as he was told and smiled at the pretty pink color the potion had now become. It was shimmering and smelled very nice.
“Let’s see,” Kunzite muttered, scratching his nose. “Was it unicorn horn or siren fin that came next?”
Zoicite pouted something fierce. “What the hell am I making, Kunzite?”
“Didn’t I tell you?” Kunzite asked with wide, innocent, blue eyes. “It’s a love potion.”
“Oh, that,” Zoicite said and then snarled, “WHAT?”
Kunzite chuckled.
“How the hell is that going to stop those bitches?” The blond shrieked, thinking of pouncing the bigger man, and throttle him silly.
“Give it a thought,” Kunzite smiled with really white teeth. “I promise it won’t hurt you.”
Zoicite’s left eye twitched and his nails began to grow long and razor sharp. “Come again?”
Kunzite cocked his head to the side. “Do you really want me to? We’re kind of busy here, Zoi.”
Zoicite’s nostrils flared and he pounced. “Tell me now!”
Kunzite caught him and had him flat on his back. This was what he loved most about his Zoicite. The smaller man was always keeping him on his toes with his wild antics.
“Let me go!” Zoicite yelled, hissing at him like a pissed off snake. “Can’t you see I want to scratch your pretty eyes out and wear them as earrings?”
Kunzite rolled his lovely molten gems.
“Love potions play with the mind, filling those infected with desire to the point of obsession for the first thing they lay eyes on.” Kunzite told the struggling blond, getting hard for the emerald eyed beauty once more. “Just think of the chaos we will cause. The Sailor Scouts will be too busy chasing their desires to screw up our plans to capture the rainbow crystals.”
Zoicite could feel his lover’s hardness for him and he instantly stopped struggling. The smile that suddenly graced his beautiful face made Kunzite’s cock twitch and he felt it. This was going to be so much fun.
“Kunzite?” He asked with smoky eyes.
“Hmm?” The silver haired warrior asked with a warm smile.
“I’ll…and then I’ll…but only if you…okay?” He told him with a big grin. “So, let’s finish this up and go hex some bitches.”
Kunzite felt like his brain had suddenly turned into mush and was running out his ears and nostrils. Zoicite’s way with words just made him so damn horny for that burning hot mouth to be on him.
“It was unicorn horn,” Kunzite whispered, telling him to be very careful while adding it. They did not want to cause and explosion of desire on crack. The two of them would never leave the grounds if that were to happen. They would probably fuck each other until the effects wore off…if they would wear off.
Kunzite chuckled to himself. In a way, he would not mind that at all.
“One unicorn horn,” Zoicite said, carefully adding it, and a huge heart made of pink smoke fluttered out.
“Where did I put that spray bottle?” Kunzite asked, looking around for it, clapping his hands.
Zoicite rolled his eyes. He swore the man would lose his head if it wasn’t attached to his neck.
“Ah,” Kunzite said, picking it up. “I found it.”
Zoicite nodded. “I’m going to make Sailor Moon fall for a moo and Tuxedo Mask fall for an oink.”
Kunzite blinked. “Each other?”
Zoicite snatched his lover’s big hand and they both vanished in a swirl of fragrant cherry blossoms. They could not wait to enjoy the chaos.
TBC…
Please review and tell me what you think.
Flora.