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Self-Scouting	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 1060 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3: Burning Desire
-Voy, F/F (implied)

Returning home from what should have been just a run-of-the-mill day trip to the beach, Raye realized her life would never be the same.
It had begun simply enough: Raye had worn a red two-piece swimsuit with white polka dots on the bandeau-style top but not the skort-style bottoms. She liked the bottoms because the skort reminded her of the skirt that came with her Sailor Mars outfit. On the other hand, the top displayed a bit more cleavage than she would’ve liked; but she had graduated from a B to a C-cup since buying it.
The trouble for her started once the group arrived, set down their blankets, and removed the shirts and shorts they’d worn to cover up while traveling. Serena had worn an all-white one-piece with cutouts in the sides which showed off her shapely hips. As much as she complained about her “chubby” thighs, her time as Sailor Moon had toned them so that, even if they were still thick, they were now quite shapely as well.
Amy had chosen a one-piece as well, hers having a sporty racer-back design befitting a skilled swimmer like her. The fabric’s colors divided diagonally from underarm to hip, the upper half in light blue and the lower half in navy, both colors highlighting Amy’s hair and eyes. When she bent over to retrieve a particularly interesting shell for analysis, Raye realized what a pert rear Amy had.
Lita had selected a green tankini patterned with hibiscus flowers. The cut didn’t show a lot of skin overall, with its boy-short bottoms and broad shoulder straps. It did, however, show a lot of cleavage, especially with Lita having so much cleavage to show. She was, after all, the “most talented” of the group in that department.
Mina, unlike the others, stood out for her daring swimsuit. Small triangles of orange fabric barely covered her breasts, butt, and groin, held up by white strings fastened at the hips, middle of the back, and neck; those strings transitioned into the trim of the larger scraps of fabric. From behind, especially from a distance, it sometimes looked like she wasn’t wearing a top at all. A skilled volleyball player, she sported sculpted legs and a taut rear. She also sported an impressive bust, smaller than Lita but larger than Raye herself.
In short, Mina was smoking hot.
She and Mina had grown much closer lately, bonding over their shared burdens. Both were considered head-turning beauties; they’d even done some gravure modeling. Both enjoyed athletic activities, if entirely different types – Mina had volleyball, while Raye practiced archery regularly. Both had confided in each other at different times that neither of them might find partners to spend their lives with.
Raye spent most of the day under a parasol, switching between different mindsets. At some points, she simply stared at the horizon, feeling the spiritual energy of the winds and the waves. Sometimes she surreptitiously admired her beautiful friends in all their different shapes as they enjoyed the sun and the surf.
Occasionally, she let her mind wander. She imagined what it would be like to kiss Serena. She wondered how soft Lita’s bosom might be to nestle her head against. She thought about how firm Amy’s butt might feel in her hands. She pictured Mina completely naked as she served, bumped, set, and spiked.
Am… am I a lesbian? she wondered.
Around three o’clock, the others decided to cool off with a dip in the ocean, while Raye remained ashore to watch their things. Fifteen minutes later, a large wave bowled them over and washed them ashore. Rushing to help, Raye came across an odd bit of cloth in the surf: two orange triangles with white trim which trailed into long white strings. Her cheeks heated up as she collected the garment and dashed to Mina’s side.
The blonde had washed up in a heap, fortunately not on her back to leave her exposed. Raye knelt beside her friend and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Mina! Are you okay?”
Mina sputtered and coughed. “I… I think so?” she croaked.
“Don’t try to sit up,” Raye instructed firmly.
Mina turned her head a bit, her drenched blonde locks sticking all over her skin. “Oh no… is my leg broken or something?”
“No, dummy. Your top came off,” replied Raye. “So unless you want to flash everyone on the beach, sit still.”
The blonde yelped and covered her bust with her arms. “Oh! Um, thank you, Raye.”
“Don’t thank me for that,” she scolded. “Thank me for this.” She held out the garment, which Mina took with a grateful smile. Not finished scolding, Raye continued: “Why on earth would you wear something like this?”
Mina giggled. “I like how it looks on me.”
Raye just rolled her eyes and muttered, “Idiot.”
The others joined them, all looking concerned. After a quick explanation from Mina, they formed a circle around their friend on the surf. The blonde put her top back on as quickly as possible.
From her vantage point, though, Raye had gotten quite an eyeful, even if she’d tried her best not to stare. Mina’s large breasts hung proudly from her frame, two symmetrical perfect teardrops crowned with perfectly proportional pink nipples. As she moved, they bounced and swayed in a manner Raye found almost hypnotic.
As she finished, Mina squeezed Raye’s hand, sending a shiver up the brunette’s spine. “I really appreciate you finding my top. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t.”
“Don’t mention it,” she replied reflexively. “Just… be more careful.”
The sound of Mina’s giggled agreement haunted Raye’s thoughts the rest of the day, as did that touch of their hands. Not to mention the sight of her practically naked in her barely-there swimwear. Plus the sight of Mina even more naked as she maneuvered the upper half of that swimwear back onto herself.
When she got home, Raye peeled off her own swimsuit and plopped onto her bed. Fantasies of all kinds involving a naked Mina in bed with her danced before her mind’s eye. Mina, you’re so beautiful, she thought as her whole body heated up. That’s what I wanted to tell you today; but I couldn’t bring myself to say it.
Her hands roamed her warm skin, imagining they belonged to Mina instead. She wanted to feel Mina’s glorious breasts against her own, skin to skin, to have their legs tangle together as they explored each other. She wanted to kiss every square centimeter of Mina’s skin, head to toe and everywhere in between.
What would make you feel good, Mina? she asked her friend in absentia. What would make you sigh, and giggle, and moan? What would make you beg for more?
Raye began fondling her breasts, imagining Mina was touching her. She wanted to feel the blonde’s lips on her own. She wanted her friend to touch every part, even to explore her most sacred place.
In the Greek myths that named the planets we represent, Mars and Venus were lovers. Maybe that’s our destiny too?
One of her hands grazed down her stomach and over the smooth skin of her groin. Would it surprise you to see that I shave completely? Do you shave yours too?
Her fingers began exploring the sensitive flesh between her legs, sliding and gliding as they became coated in her own arousal. Raye’s hips rocked, seeking and intensifying the joys of her own touch. She wished that her fingers belonged to Mina, and that the warm, wet folds she caressed likewise belonged to the blonde.
How often do you touch yourself like this, Mina? Once a month? Once a week? Every day? Several times a day?
The thought of the beautiful blonde caressing herself in the same way drove Raye to accelerate her finger’s movements up and down the length of her womanhood. What would you think if you knew I did this? Prim and proper Raye, rubbing herself like this? I don’t do this often – just when I need to climax to get to sleep.
Right now, Mina, it’s not about getting to sleep. It’s about how badly I want you.
Raye felt her climax building fast, much faster than usual. She swirled the sensitive nub and moaned softly. Her hips bucked as the pleasure built inside her, like a volcano about to erupt.
How do you do this, Mina? Do you only rub the outsides, like I do? Do you insert a finger? Two? Three? Do you combine both techniques?
Her imagination pictured each in turn as she thought of them, adding fuel to the fire building within. She thought about what Mina might look like as she also neared climax, how her face might contort into expressions of bliss. She fantasized about making Mina feel as good as Raye herself was feeling.
As Raye neared her own climax, her hips bucked more and more uncontrollably. She kneaded her breast while pinching and rolling the nipple. She felt hot all over, her skin glistening with a sheen of perspiration.
The flame inside Raye flared into a raging inferno. Her hips jerked harder and harder until her whole body was thrashing. At the moment of climax, something happened to Raye that had never happened before: she cried out someone’s name.
“Mina! Miiiiii-naaaa!!”
As the flames of passion faded to embers, Raye panted to catch her breath. Normally, when she touched herself, she didn’t think of anything or anyone in particular. At one point, she’d thought she had a crush on Darien; but she realized before long that her feelings for him weren’t romantic or sexual. Her feelings about Mina, especially after this, absolutely were.
I think… I think I am a lesbian.
As the embers of desire reawakened within her, she put her worries about the potential ramifications of this discovery aside. Raye found herself unable to stop thinking about the beautiful blonde, the one who drove this discovery. Unprecedentedly, she started on a second round of self-pleasure.
The second, she knew, of many revolving around a certain gorgeous blonde.
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A/N: I hope that positing Rei / Raye / Sailor Mars as lesbian isn't a hot take (pun semi-intended) in the Sailor Moon fandom, of all places. Even if so, as I mentioned in the story description, I'm not all that deep on the lore, so please take this whole story with the requisite grain(s) of salt.
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