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Moon and Stars	By : Monddame Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 5134 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon in any way shape or form. I am not given money or any other compensation (not even hugs) for my writing. All I get is the satisfaction of knowing that it's out there somewhere for others to read.

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Makoto had been quiet and sullen all evening. When Motoki suggested they go to his apartment to watch a movie after dinner she mumbled her assent without emotion. Normally she would have blushed up a storm at the mere thought of being alone with him in his apartment, so he knew something was wrong, but he didn�t want to upset her further by bringing it up, hoping she would tell him about it on her own.

When they arrived he took her coat and hung it up and told her to pick the movie while he went into the kitchen to get them something to drink. When he entered the living room she was just standing there staring at his movies, deep in thought, a slight frown on her face. He set down the drinks and walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

�What�s the matter Mako-chan?� She stiffly disengaged from his arms and went and plopped down on the sofa.

�I don�t care what we watch; why don�t you pick one?� Instead, he sat next to her, gently turning her face toward him.

�I�d rather you told me what was wrong. Maybe I can help?� She pulled back, drawing her face away from his hand and dropped her gaze to examine the fabric on the pillow next to her.

�I�� Her courage failed and she changed her mind; plastering a fake smile on her face, she looked up at him. �I�m fine. Really. Let�s just watch a movie, okay?�

�Okay.�

He didn�t believe that fake smile for one minute, but he did as she asked and picked a DVD at random and popped it into the player without even looking to see what it was. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she tensed up. But as speeding cop cars filled the screen, she relaxed slowly until she was leaning against him with her head on his shoulder. He knew why she asked him to put in a movie; because he was always too absorbed to talk when they watched movies together. But he couldn�t focus on what was happening in front of him, too concerned about what was going on with the girl beside him. He tried to make small talk, hoping she would loosen up and tell him what the matter was.

�Usagi and Minako came into the arcade today.� He felt her tense again.

�I know; they stopped by Bleu afterward.�

�I told them about the restaurant idea. They loved it.� She sat up, shrugging his arm off of her.

�Motoki��

�Just tell me why you won�t even talk to me about it. Is it that horrible of an idea?�

�What am I to you?� He was thrown off by her swift topic change and the tortured expression on her face.

�What? What do you mean?�

�What do I mean to you?�

�Mako-chan�you mean everything to me; you�re my best friend�� Her quiet huff and immediate aversion of her eyes interrupted him.

�Best friend.� She mumbled quietly a hint of acid creeping into her voice. He was a little stunned.

�I�m confused. Don�t most girls want their boyfriend to think of them as their best friend?� Her eyes whipped back to his face.

�Boyfriend? You consider yourself�my boyfriend?� Her face was full of confusion and wonder, her eyes wide as she asked him.

�Don�t you?�

�I didn�t think�I didn�t know�you never said�� Each thought trailed off before she could finish it; her head was spinning a little. Finally seeing the problem, Motoki pulled her into his arms and looked into her face with a little smile playing on his lips.

�I didn�t think I needed to tell you how I feel about you.� He kissed her lightly. �I guess I was wrong.�

He ran his hands down her arms, slipping them to her waist and pulling her closer to him. He began kissing her again, slow at first. Her hands without her willing them to curled themselves into his shaggy blonde hair. He slowly trailed kisses down her neck and over her collarbones; his hands sliding up her waist until they just brushed the bottom of her full breasts. She was suddenly overcome by the desire to have his hands cupping her naked flesh, so she let out a quiet groan of displeasure when he pulled back. Pulling her hands out his hair, he held them in his own and looked into her suddenly surprised eyes with amusement.

�Makoto, you�re the only girl I think about. You�re the only girl I�ve thought about in a long time. I guess I shouldn�t have assumed you would know that.� He smiled and released her hands to wrap his arms around her and pull her tight against his chest. �But, honestly, Mako-chan, I�ve been telling everyone that you are my girlfriend for ages; didn�t those crazy blonde girls tell you that?� His words made her feel lightheaded again, and the look he was giving her spread a silly grin across her face.

�No, they definitely forgot to mention that little detail.�

She giggled and threw her arms around him crushing her lips against his. Believing them unrequited for so long, her long-repressed feelings for Motoki threatened to overwhelm Makoto as she finally allowed herself to feel them. She felt hot tears beginning to threaten to spill down her face and pulled away for a moment to dash them from her eyes. Motoki caught the gesture and his face contorted in concern.

�Is something wrong? Why are you crying Mako-chan?� As he smoothed her hair from her face, the tender concern painting his features sent the swirling pool of emotions inside her into a boil and they bubbled up to her lips, unbidden.

�I love you Motoki.� Realizing what she�d just said, and catching the look of surprise that flashed across his face, she lowered her eyes, blushing furiously. Tipping her chin up with his index finger, he waited until she met his gaze, his eyes as soft as his voice.

�I love you too, Mako-chan. I�ve practically been in love with you since the first time I met you.� His kiss was gentle this time, tender, and he seemed content to linger on her lips, but suddenly, Makoto needed more than that.

�Touch me.� She pleaded in a whisper against his lips, lightly tugging upward on his hand resting at her waist.

Motoki happily complied; slipping his hand under her shirt he cupped her full breast in his palm, running him thumb over her tightening nipple beneath the delicate lace of her bra as he kissed her. Thinking about where this encounter was heading, Makoto was suddenly hit by a wave of nerves. She pulled back, biting her lip anxiously; but nothing came out when she opened her mouth to speak. The look on his face stole her breath away and a hot wave of desire pulsed through her body settling between her thighs.

�What�s wrong Mako-chan?�

In a flash she decided. Standing, she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. She giggled seductively when Motoki�s eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight of his voluptuous girlfriend topless. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him from the couch and began undoing the buttons on his shirt as she backed toward his bedroom. His couch was nice, but Makoto wanted her first time to be in a proper bed. When she reached the second button, Motoki�s shock wore off and he jumped into action. Kissing her feverishly, he pulled his shirt off over his head and quickened their pace toward the bedroom. Unbuckling his belt, he was about to shove his jeans off over his hips when he paused, disengaging from her lips.

�Are you sure about this?� He scanned her features, his hope evident on his face.

But she wasn�t in the mood for a conversation. Instead, she pressed her body against his, pushing his pants down his legs as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. It was enough of an answer for Motoki. His hands took off, roaming her body: sliding down her back, gripping her hips, unclasping her bra, fondling her large breasts, undoing the zipper on her jeans and dipping his fingers into her panties. She gasped when he started stroking her between her legs. Emboldened by his movement, she reciprocated, trailing her fingers down his stomach and under the band of his boxers until she was ghosting them along his turgid length. She was hardly aware that he was still, slowly backing her toward the bed until the back of her thighs bumped into it.

All at once, he tore his lips from hers and ripped her pants and underwear down her legs. She squealed and then started laughing when he gripped her ankles and whipped her feet out from under her sending her falling backward onto the bed. He pulled her pants off her ankles and stood, drinking in the sight of her naked body with a hungry look on his face. At that look her heart sped up, thumping loudly in her chest and her nerves returned. At least that�s what she attributed the butterflies fluttering deep in abdomen to. Getting to her knees, she crawled to the edge of the bed and purposefully gripped the top of his boxers. She missed his smirk when she gasped as his erection sprung free from the confining fabric. Even though she knew every girl thought so at first, she was still pretty sure that was never going to fit inside her.

Tentatively, she wrapped her long slender fingers around his stiff cock and stroked up and down his length a few times, smiling when it earned a low groan from Motoki. She wondered absently, what it would taste like, what it would feel like to put him in her mouth. But, it became instantly apparent that she wasn�t going to find out that night. Breathing heavily, he gently unwrapped her fingers from around his shaft and pushed her back onto the bed. She slid up to rest on the pillows as he climbed onto the bed and stalked toward her.

Spreading her legs, he made her shiver when he blew his warm breath across her pussy. She couldn�t keep from moaning when his tongue flicked against her clit. He continually varied his pace, alternating between lazy licks with the flat of his tongue and teasing her sensitive nub with the tip. Makoto thrashed against the pillows, trying desperately to keep quiet. But when Motoki began circling her clit with his fingers as he thrust his tongue into her dripping cunt she screamed in pleasure. She heard herself begging, �don�t stop, don�t stop� but she wasn�t conscious of speaking. As she began to approach the apex of her excitement, she moaned in displeasure when his tongue abandoned her.

�This is going to hurt, love,� he whispered to her.

He continued rubbing her clit as he guided his hard cock into her tight pussy. This time her scream was a confusing combination of pleasure and pain as he drove into her. Gritting his teeth, he held still, caressing her until her face relaxed a little and her eyes opened. Slowly, he began thrusting into her liquid heat, whispering encouragements to her.

The continued movement of his fingers was helping resume her climb towards climax. Gradually, she found her hips rising off the bed in answer to his movements. All the awareness her body melted down to just the juncture between her legs. A slight shift of his hips and a harder pressure on her clit sent Makoto over the edge. All the tension fled her body as tremors radiated from her core. Motoki tensed on top of her as her pussy clenched around him and the hot burst of his come inside her set off another shockwave of pleasure as he sank down on top of her. After a moment, his voice broke through the haze of satisfaction clouding her brain.

�I love you so much. Marry me, Mako-chan.�

She laughed lightly thinking he was joking until he reached over and pulled a small, black velvet box out of his night stand and handed it to her. Opening it to find a diamond engagement ring, Makoto began laughing in earnest.

�What am I going to tell people when they ask how you proposed?�

He laughed along with her as he slid the ring on her finger and kissed her ardently.

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