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With the Softest Whimper	By : Setokaiva Category: Sailor Moon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 149 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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'Victory' just didn't quite express this feeling.
Sophia's throat squeezed tight with glee. She stared down longingly into Usagi's twinkling blue eyes, so full of love and devotion. Not a flicker of doubt disturbed the girl's adorable face. In the tender quiet, broken only by the soft hum of the air vents, Sophia heard Usagi's heart beating so, so excitedly for her. Only for her.
Sophia brought her other hand up, gently stroking across Usagi's scalp.
Ooh. Usagi's eyes quickly fluttered shut. And she purred! She—
Oh. And she leaned in. Her lips wrapped around Sophia's knuckles, letting her feel the hum singing deep in her throat.
Moments like this deserved to be savored. Treasured. To see the living legend of Usagi, Sailor Moon, bend to her will… no, not even that. To reach perfection by her hand. To finally let go of herself, so she could start living the life she was meant to all along. To feel her pure gratitude, her loyalty and devotion.
It was… beautiful. She was beautiful.
Sophia leaned in close, finally letting her held breath waft across Usagi's face. She gently tilted the girl's head forward, bringing their faces together, nose-to-nose.
"That wasn't so scary, now…" she teasingly licked inside Usagi's lip, cooing softly, "...mmm… was it?"
A flicker of recognition danced through Usagi's eyes. Mmnh. She whimpered needily, but didn't press back.
"N… no," she murmured softly. "Couldn't have done it on my own… I'm too weak. I needed…"
Sophia smiled encouragingly. She cupped the back of Usagi's head, and ran her other fingers across her jawline. "What did you need?"
Usagi's face quivered for a moment. Her own smile rose fitfully, and her eyes dipped and slid as if seeking the answer in Sophia's collarbone.
'Ooh, is she a neck lover? I'll have to test that soon.'
A long moment later, Usagi's cheeks squeezed tight into bright pink dimples. Her pretty voice cracked and murmured at first, as if confessing a first crush. Which, in a way, she was.
"I needed… you to… decide it for me," Usagi breathed, slowly and longingly, as if each word were a precious treasure. "I'm not… strong enough on my own. And…"
Sophia lifted her eyebrows, and then winked. Bat. Bat. "And…?" she murmured archly.
A shudder ran through the girl's whole body. Usagi's lips and eyelids quivered, but she soon recovered. "And… it hurt, but it hurt so good! " she whined, tears welling up in her eyes. She paused, then, swallowing hard before continuing. "Because I, I didn't know a way out, and it's not fair, a-and my friends don't deserve me, and I can't take it— mmnph!"
Sophia sealed her lips with a kiss. She breathed out against the back of her throat, and squeezed her fingers through that silky golden hair to hold her in.
Usagi shuddered like a leaf. But, like a jenga tower falling in slow motion, her eyes fluttered completely shut, a pair of tears streaking down her slackening cheeks. She kissed back this time, 'chewing' those pretty lips over Sophia's mouth, while whimpering so desperately between breaths.
It was so amateur and sloppy, yet so beautifully honest. Just like Usagi. And it was all part of her charm.
On a whim, Sophia let her own eyes slide shut. She focused but a trifle, probing Usagi's mind again. Hers was so wonderfully simple, like a colorful playroom with lots of large puzzle pieces that easily fit together. Everything was bright and hopeful, and Usagi's naivete practically invited her in.
Inside, she found… Bliss. Belonging. Purpose. Deep, wonderful calm. Bright and uniform colors, and not a stain of doubt in sight.
Oh, if only Sophia could feel that way herself. If only the other Senshi would be as easy.
Smmch. She broke the kiss.
And the second Usagi's eyelids started flickering open again, Sophia tugged herself up and Usagi down—nuzzling her face squarely into her collarbone.
Just as she hoped, Usagi cuddled right up to her chin like a kitten. That soft blonde hair brushed Sophia's skin so nicely, too.
Sophia wrapped her arms around the girl's body, holding her close.
"Oh, Usagi," she cooed, stroking her fingers through those long ponytails. "But your friends do deserve… you. The real you. It's okay to hurt. You can be you, and Sailor Moon."
"Just…" Usagi paused.
Ulp. Sophia felt Usagi swallow hard, while slowly shifting her cheek to rest against Sophia's shoulder.
"Just… tell me what to do," she whispered, soft and dreamlike, as if the words themselves were precious as gold.
'Spirits help me, she's just too cute.'
Even so, Sophia felt the tiniest bit of anxiety coming off her. She could tell how her eyes were fixed on the door to the stairwell.
"Oh, of course; I got carried away. Don't worry, Usa-chan," Sophia cooed. "I've taken care of it. You don't remember how you got up here, do you?"
Usagi didn't answer. After a moment, she just nudged her head left and right.
"We're actually still in lunch period," Sophia explained. "You passed out on your desk in math class."
That made her flinch. "I-I what? "
Sophia gently pulled her head up and away, lazily drawing her hair against Usagi's face. She gave a plaintive murmur, but when Sophia saw her face again, the twinkle in her eyes belied the little pout on her lips.
"Oh, your friend Minako was so worried, it was just precious! " Sophia continued, her eyes twinkling with something like pride. "Me and her took you by the shoulders, and went to the nurse's office together. The nurse is under my spell, too; she actually believes you're resting up in there. Everyone thinks you just fainted from the shock of seeing your new grades." She winked. "No one cared to notice the heavy instrument case someone left on the stairs.
"And now," Sophia drawled sultrily, "we have a good bit of alone time. Are you ready for your first command?"
Usagi beamed. "Yes, mistress!" she exclaimed, bobbing her head excitedly.
Sophia smiled back. "Mistress," she whispered, as if tasting the word. "Good… now, take off your clothes."

It hit Usagi like a pillow to the face. The command instantly overrode her thoughts, as if nothing in the world was more important than doing as Sophia said. She didn't fight it in any way at all.
Usagi's fingers immediately went to her collar. She unbuttoned her serafuku, revealing the baby blue bra she had underneath. Pop. Then her sternum. Pop. Then her stomach.
She didn't care that they might be seen. Oh, but she still blushed. She knew how dangerous this was, but that just made it exciting, now! It felt so good, so fresh to not even hesitate, to just trust Sophia's words.
Ulp. She swallowed hard. Usagi grasped for her bra—
"Slow down," Sophia murmured, with a bemused little grin. "Take your time. This is precious for me. You are precious."
Goosebumps again. Usagi's heart leapt against her hands. Sophia was so, so kind!
Words died to a whimper in her throat. She just nodded back, and then tugged at the straps of her bra more slowly. More tenderly.
Snk. There went the front clasp. And…
…inspiration overtook her. Usagi took a bit of her own hair in her teeth, pitifully nibbling at the strands while looking up at Sophia from beneath her brows.
Then she started rolling her hands over her breasts in smooth, slow circles. Ooh, that tingled.
Each pass pushed her bra cups off an inch more. Revealing a bit of extra skin. And another. Usagi breathed in tune, letting her swelling chest help the motion carry it off.
It didn't take long to slip off, baring Usagi's humble breasts to her mistress. Her sensitive pink nubs stood up at attention.
Sophia's twitching jawline and lidded stare was her reward. Her beautiful angel drank it all in, smiling so relaxed and satisfied.
Usagi'd never dreamed of doing something so naughty before now. But she just couldn't stop, or even imagine that. Disobeying was unthinkable. Disappointing the kind and wonderful girl who'd saved her from her unfair destiny felt like a crime.
She tugged the hem of her top out from her skirt, then shrugged her shoulders one by one, peeling it off her body. It slipped down her arms, and Usagi just set it aside on the air duct.
Then, Usagi hooked her fingers in her short skirt, then shimmied her hips—and at the last second, she took her panties as well, tugging them off her waist.
Sophia said nothing. She just stood there with that calm smile, yet such hungry eyes.
Without hesitating, Usagi rocked back, pulling everything up off her thighs and down her calves. She then finished up with her socks and shoes, leaving herself completely naked.
Only then did the insistent pressure of Sophia's command yield, leaving her self-conscious of the warm summer air kissing her bare skin. What she'd just done was extremely wrong. Was. But Sophia'd made it right. Because it made Sophia happy, and that was all the reason she needed.
Usagi'd always dreamed that she'd share her body like this with her true love; she just didn't think it'd happen like this. That she'd be so, so incredibly lucky!
Sophia brought her knees down, slowly, to the roof right before her. Her eyes played over Usagi's body, filling her with a surge of pride. She strutted her shoulders and pushed out her chest slightly, offering herself up.
Just as she hoped, Sophia reached forward. Usagi's breath hitched. Those fingers came close, extending out…
… haah.
They rubbed along the underside of her breasts, gently pinching each one. Usagi let out a soft, pleasant sigh.
Then Sophia seized her nipple.
" Hffh~!" she gasped out aloud.
A long, sultry chuckle rolled through Sophia's throat. Usagi's breaths came short and raspy, as she tried to keep her voice low, so she could savor that wonderful voice even more.
"You're absolutely beautiful, Usa-chan," Sophia purred huskily.
Usagi blushed even hotter. Her shoulders scrunched up, and she ducked her head, but didn't take her eyes off Sophia for more than a second.
She wondered, oh, she wondered how beautiful Sophia must look bare. Oh, what she'd do to earn the right to see that!
"And you have such a lovely voice."
Pinch. Sophia seized her nipple, and a squeak squeezed out of Usagi's throat.
Sophia gave a deep, satisfied hum. Her hand brushed upwards, settling on Usagi's bare shoulder. She gently brushed the spot, and her fingers lazily rubbed up her neck, making her eyelids quiver and her breath hitch. Her head listed over, but Sophia instead caressed her collarbone and to her other shoulder.
"How is it that you don't have a single tanline?" she asked, tilting her head curiously. "Is that… another Japanese thing?"
Usagi thought about that with all the brainpower her pleasure-addled mind could muster, which took about five seconds.
"N… No, it… I think it's sss omething about our t-transfa… formation," she murmured between breaths.
"Oh?" Sophia's tone lifted in interest. "So transforming into Sailor Moon refreshes your body? That's a handy trick. Your skin'll always be silky smooth, then! Is that also why you're already shaved?"
Usagi blinked. Shaved? Wha…
…and then she followed Sophia's gaze down to her thigh, which twitched open an inch wider on reflex.
"O… Oh, yeah. I-I mean, no, I did that. I, um, had some free time. I thought maybe, if something was ever gonna happen, y'know, no one really likes hair, um, there."
Sophia hummed pleasantly. "That makes this easier, then," she said.
"A—" Usagi swallowed hard. "A-Are we gonna do it up here? S… Sophia?"
Her mistress, lover, and goddess shook her head, gently tossing her black bangs about. "No, my dear."
Usagi felt her throat clench. She nervously swallowed, and willed her quivering lips to speak. "W-Why not?"
"Because this is hardly the time or the place," Sophia answered simply. Her tender gaze flicked aside, and her smile quirked up at one end. "I tend to… get distracted that way. Your darling Venus would no doubt sense me, and despite being the Guardian of Love, I doubt she would understand."
Usagi's face fell. "O… Oh. You're right."
Sophia's features softened. "Oh, my beautiful Knight." She gently brushed her thumb against Usagi's cheek, running it all the way to her temple. "I think I've teased you a bit much," Sophia murmured. "But I am going to get something from you before we leave."
'...Knight?'
Before she could ask, she saw something moving. Slithering. Black, snake-like strands moving along the rooftop towards her.
Sophia's hair.
All on its own, it moved. It brushed along her feet, making her squirm. Then it moved up her ankles, coiling and writhing over her skin up to her calves.
Still more of it poured off of Sophia's head—which was pulsing, now, glowing with a soft, deep blackness wreathed in violet. The same violet as her beautiful, enchanting eyes.
"Yes," Sophia purred, as if answering her unspoken question. "I've been watching you all, as I said. You're so strong, but so incredibly beautiful at the same time. And you have such a wonderful friendship, I could never dream of breaking that up! I want you all. I want you to become my Knights in this world, Usagi. My pretty guardians, serving at my side forever."
The mental image danced across her mind's eye—each of her friends embracing her, with smiles of pure gratitude on their faces, proud of her for accepting who she truly was inside.
Oooh, she couldn't wait!
"This… w-world…? You… you want to rule the world, don't you?" Usagi murmured back distractedly. Her eyelashes flicked, and her cheeks just wouldn't stop burning!
Sophia shook her head. "No. Not necessarily," she answered, her eyes turning hard. "But someone else does. Someone I very, very much want to keep it away from."
Usagi's brow twitched. She could tell the acid in Sophia's tone at that. What really struck her, though, was the flare of indignation in her own heart that anyone would dare displease her mistress.
And the total absence of worry that Sophia might decide to claim the Earth after all.
She couldn't care about that too much right now, either way. Sophia had given Usagi a second chance to get her life right, and oh, was she ever going to savor it.
Just like Sophia's hair. Mmmnh. It was slithering up her thighs, now, crossing onto her stomach. It didn't feel like bugs or creepers, though, more like soft feathers sliding across her body.
But it was deeper than that. She felt a warmth there, deep and tender like fresh-dried sheets. When Usagi looked down, she saw it—Sophia's hair shimmering with a soft violet glow wherever it touched her skin. Every few seconds, part of it would shift to pink, then white—and then little motes of bright pink light 'detached' from Usagi's body, flowed up the length of Sophia's long tresses, and were swallowed up into blackness by the time they reached her scalp.
Usagi didn't need to feel the ache left behind to know what it was. "You're taking my magic," she whispered.
Ah-ah-ah, Sophia tutted. "I can't do that. Yet," she added. "I can't risk Minako noticing. I just need a taste, that's all."
Why? The question died in Usagi's throat. It wasn't her place to ask. Although…
"...hhh aaaah! "
Usagi gasped out aloud, her hips bucking up in shock. Something long and very, very smooth poked between Usagi's legs.
Sophia's hand. Mistress was going inside her. Usagi felt it, the tip of a finger effortlessly breaking past her folds and sliiiding through.
But it wasn't just her finger. Hairs. Silky threads wound around the digit, and poured their way inside, licking at Usagi's walls like dozens of little tongues.
Usagi panted heavily. She shook her head, smiling lopsidedly. "B-But you said—!"
Shh. Shhh.
Sophia's soft shushing instantly derailed her thoughts. Usagi let her eyes flutter closed, and blissfully forgot all about it.
After all, she belonged to Sophia. She'd give anything to never lose the sense of inner peace her Mistress had gifted her. She was so, so happy she could return the favor, even with her body, even right here on the school rooftop where anyone could catch them! Except they wouldn't. They wouldn't because Sophia wouldn't allow it, just like she didn't let Usagi feel like her dumb old self anymore!
Ooh. That threaded finger twisted even deeper, until the knuckle flexed against her inner walls. Luscious sparks of pleasure danced through her flesh with every stroke.
"Haah… aaah… ♥"
Usagi, shuddering and gasping as quiet as she could, finally slumped forward into Sophia's chest. Mercifully, her mistress wrapped her other arm around her naked back, holding her close—and then Sophia giggled! Actually giggled!
"Look at me, Usagi," Sophia breathed. "Look me in the eyes."
And Usagi did.
She fixed tight on those beautiful, enchanting violets—funny how only recently she noticed that color. How otherworldly beautiful it was, like the twilight sky. It definitely wasn't natural—but it also wasn't contact lenses. Something had kept her from noticing it before.
And oh, how those eyes twinkled like stars.
"Will you cum for me, my Knight?"
Usagi only moaned a bit louder in response, and lazily nodded her head.
Come for her? Of course she would! She'd come to protect her no matter what the trouble was, even if it was from her own friends! She'd help them understand! And—
Sophia's thumbnail flicked right under her clit, sending a lightning bolt of bliss racing up to squeeze her throat shut.
Wire-thin hairs rushed in, enveloping the spot. They danced and played over that cluster of nerves like strumming a harp.
Usagi's fingers spasmed around Sophia's back. She shuddered in agony, but something kept her from screaming.
Sophia just ran her fingers through Usagi's hair, and let it fall against her naked back. And she kept on stroking. Pushing. Grinding those silk-wreathed fingers through her pussy.
"You want to be weak," Sophia breathed. "You want me to decide things for you… so you never want to betray me, do you, Sailor Moon?"
Usagi just whimpered helplessly, basking in the truth of every word. This wasn't a simple suppression of her will she could just break out of. Usagi just… didn't want it anymore. It was so much easier, so comforting to rely on Sophia instead.
She felt her peak coming. It built up in her stomach, deep and strong and eager. She didn't fight it.
And finally, it rose like a wave, cresting to glorious heights through her whole body.
And then…
…Usagi let out a deep, soft, tender sigh.
For a second, she knew nothing. No sense, no thought, just beautiful agony cresting in her stomach. Then it ended, and the wave broke over her like the gentlest, most wholesome warmth she'd ever felt in her life.
Usagi went limp as a doll, slumped against Sophia's body while her every nerve sang in ecstasy. Dancing sparks leapt from her core and outward, frolicking up and down her spine.
But she didn't scream, and her only moans came out so, so softly. She breathed, long and deep, reverently savoring the gentle flutter of her orgasm.
It was rapture. Like sinking into a perfectly warm bath, multiplied tenfold. The sharp spike she expected instead came as a squeeze, like the softest blanket, an angel's wings embracing her from head to toe.
'I love you. '
Usagi mouthed the words. She couldn't even speak. She didn't dare break this sacred moment with her angel. That's what Sophia was, an angel here to save her from her unfair fate.
The wholesome feel of her orgasm was so warm and familiar, really, that for a moment she actually thought she'd transformed into Sailor Moon without meaning to. But the feeling of Sophia's arm tightening around her bare back showed that her outfit hadn't materialized.
Then she felt something warm running down her thighs, and heard soft droplets hitting the roof.
It was so wrong. So messed up. She was leaking onto her school's rooftop, in broad daylight. But it just made her shudder with glee!
Sophia kept pressing for a bit longer. After half a minute since it started, she pulled the thumb and those hairs back, followed by her fingers, though Usagi felt her pussy grinding them so tight, hesitant to let them go.
Shlk. But they did, making Usagi whimper at the empty feeling that followed.
Sophia let out a bemused giggle.
"Ow," she uttered playfully, holding up that glistening hand. "You really squeezed me hard, there."
Pffheh. Usagi burst out with a breathy chortle, grinning from ear to ear.
Sophia reached into her chest pocket, and pulled out a little white handkerchief. She dabbed it on Usagi's eyes, wiping away the saltless tears so she could see her face clearly.
And then Sophia brought it low, and started wiping from Usagi's thighs inward, cleaning up the mess.
"Did you…" Haah. Usagi shuddered, softly gasping for breath. "Did you get what you needed?"
"Yes," Sophia answered. "A full-body impression of your unique aura. The rest will come later."
"But…" Usagi's throat tightened. She swallowed hard. "W… We don't have to go back yet, do we?" 'Please,' she left unsaid.
Mercifully, Sophia smiled and shook her head. "We have a little time left. I wanted to ask you something, anyway."
Even in her disheveled state, Usagi felt her whole inner being snap to attention. Different responses flickered through her, but she didn't take a second to settle on the most profound.
"Anything," she cooed happily.
Sophia's smile rose, making her eyes sparkle. "Good girl," she spoke, idly tugging on one of Usagi's ponytails. "Now… tell me all about your dear friends."
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