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Seven Days	By : CattyKitty Category: Sailor Moon > Het - Male/Female > Usagi/Mamoru Views: 5972 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seven Days

Chapter 3

Just how far?

*Motoki*

He was happy at the turnout. Everyone that mattered had showed up. The arcade was so packed with sweaty students that it was kind of scary imagining how it was going to look like in the morning. But that didn’t matter right now because the music was blasting, the girls were dancing, the liquor was flowing and he had a feeling that tonight was going to be a good night.

He hadn’t seen Usagi or her friends since he greeted them nor Mamoru in the couple of hours since the party started. Most of his time he had spent it greeting his friends as they came in and he was glad that he was now finally able to enjoy the party since pretty much everyone had already arrived. He promised himself that he’d check up on the girls to make sure that they were all right, but that would have to be later because right now he was quite busy.

He looked around, hoping that no one had noticed him fooling around in the back of the arcade. Even though he and his chick were in a dark corner, he wished to enjoy himself with as many girls as he could tonight. Which meant that he didn’t want other ladies to see them together and think he was unavailable. That would be lame.

Emerald was the current girl. She was on the adventurous side and willing to do anything—which made her incredibly hot. She was currently kissing all over his neck and chest and he wasn’t strong enough (nor willing), to ward off her advances. She rubbed the front of his pants gingerly. She really was a piece of work! He was so glad that he invited his classmates—who didn’t love horny college girls?

The crowd cleared momentarily and it gave him the chance to see across the room briefly. He was able to see Mamoru living it up with three blondes, one even sitting on his lap. That was Mamoru for you; never one to miss an opportunity to get some action. Three girls was a story that he definitely wanted to hear about.

His thoughts were abruptly brought to his own situation as he felt Emerald’s hand daringly dip into his pants. She giggled naughtily as she pulled him into the arcade office behind them and sexily unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his ankles. He smiled down at the hot girl on her knees in front of him. He loved whores.

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*Usagi*

After the initial shock had worn off, Mamoru wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a half-hug. At first she was surprised at his reaction, but then moved closer to him and leaned against his chest, letting herself get comfortable on his lap. She had to play her role after all. Although how she even got to this point was quite unclear even to her, she had to admit that she was enjoying herself thoroughly in this game of theirs.

His hands on her felt amazing and she was content with staying there for as long as she could… but she couldn’t forget that she had a goal to accomplish as well. She’d already been sitting on him for about a minute (the longest minute in her entire life!) and yet Thing One and Thing Two still hadn’t moved an inch. They had just stared at her in pure hatred, probably scheming up a way to get him back in their grips.

“Mamoru-san,” one of them said in a sultry voice as she reached out for his arm. These girls were clearly not giving up; well neither was she!

“Sorry hon,” Usagi interjected quickly, knocking back the girl’s hand with her own before she touched him. “He’s mine.” The girl’s eye widened and she contracted her hand quickly before glaring at her.

“Slut!” Thing 2 hissed, but she still made no signs of leaving. It looked like she might have to go above and beyond what she had originally planned if she had any chance of getting these groupies away from him, but it was too late for her to back down now. Besides, there was no chance in hell that she was going to let these hoes beat her; this had just gotten personal.

She wondered how raunchy she’d have to get for them to leave and guessed by their expressions alone, that she’d have to in the very least kiss him. In her opinion, that was just plain absurd, not to mention, clearly crossing the line, but she didn’t have much options. She didn’t want to have to go that far, but then again, she didn’t have to kiss him on the lips either. Maybe if she pretended to kiss him on the neck or something, they’d go away. It was worth a shot.

The butterflies in her stomach started twirling as she thought about what she was going to do. Something had her believing that he probably wouldn’t care for what she had in mind, but it was still nerve-wracking. Mamoru was sometimes a complete wild card. The stupidest things would make him angry and yet inversely, there were times when no matter how hard she tried to get him mad, he’d only laugh her off. It could really go either way…

She nuzzled into Mamoru’s neck and as soon as she got a whiff of him, she knew she was in heaven. Why did he have to smell so good?! Damn him for being so hot and perfect! If only they didn’t argue all the time and had acted more civilized toward each other, maybe things could have been different between them.

She tried to stop her thoughts from going there, but it was hard, because well, she was a girl too you know! And no matter how many times she’d ranted to her friends about how much she hated Mamoru, she knew that it wasn’t true. In fact, she could actually list more than a few things about him that she really liked (so what if they were all physical!).

She was only planning on superficially passing over his collarbone, but now that she was so close to him, she was really thinking about going in for real. It was really hard to control all of her naughty ideas. She knew what she wanted most was right in front of her and she had to take advantage! Maybe this would be the only chance she would get to touch him like this and even though she had no idea how he would react to her doing so, she couldn’t just let the opportunity slip by.

She tentatively pressed her mouth to his skin and kissed him lightly. He gasped in surprise as her lips touched his flesh, but she held onto his hair, holding him in place as she bit into his skin gently. She softly kissed her way up and down his neck and collarbone, sensuously swirling her tongue around, sucking on his skin. He stayed still the whole time, his irregular breaths letting her know that he was enjoying what she was doing and giving her confidence to continue. She combed her fingers through his hair and kissed her way around his jaw and throat and the best part was that he let her.

Tasting him like this was so addicting that she didn’t want to stop and she was so caught up in the moment that she barely noticed when the two bimbos finally left. Mission accomplished! They talked none too discretely as they were leaving about how disgusted they were at Mamoru’s choice, but she wasn’t listening; it was hard to concentrate now that his hands were passing over her body.

Mamoru’s hand moved up her leg and her breath hitched as he stroked her inner thigh dangerously high. She tried to hide how thoroughly hot his intimate touches were making her feel, but she couldn’t help the excited moan from escaping her. Embarrassed, she moved away from his neck, the tingling sensations receding in to her lower spine and she realized that it was time for her to stop the charade, even though she more than wanted to keep going. She rested she her head on his shoulder to figure out her thoughts.

They stayed in silence for a few seconds, letting the odd moment that had just transpired between them fully sink in. More importantly, she needed time to figure out just how she was going to face him after what she’d just done…

He finally turned to her, his composure was calm as usual and expression fairly neutral with the exception of the arrogant gleam in his eye that never left anyway. He didn’t at all seem fazed by her actions, which she shouldn’t be surprised at since he was probably used to it by now considering women were constantly throwing themselves at him. But she was still anxious about what would happen next; she hadn’t thought it through about what she would do after her guilty impulses were completed. She had just acted on recklessly and not listened to common sense, probably making a huge mistake (this was Mamoru for goodness sake!).

“I knew you’d come around eventually,” he murmured, sounding like his normal teasing self and she had to refrain from rolling her eyes. He couldn’t stop being a cocky jerk for more than ten seconds!

“Oh please!” she teased back. She had to keep her cool, couldn’t let him know how he affected her (not that it wasn’t obvious considering her whole face was probably red)! “Need I remind you that it was you who wanted my help? You’re welcome!”

He nodded silently, thoughtfully watching her with his smoldering gaze and she shivered at his intense stare. He was so tantalizing close to her and she had to wonder if he always made it his mission to purposely tease her. She knew that this was her cue to get off him and leave, but she didn’t want to.

He was a complete ass and probably the most arrogant son of a bitch that she would ever know… but who cared? She knew it was stupid to get tangled up in someone like him and maybe she’d regret it later, but right now she felt like there was no reason to hide her attraction towards him. Mamoru was gorgeous and she’d be a fool trying to deny it. Their relationship was complicated, sure, but they were at a party right now. Wasn’t the whole point of the night to have fun?

“Thank you,” he whispered, staring at her through lidded eyes. She nodded slightly, her heart pounding in her ears, wanting nothing more than to lean closer to him. She wanted him to kiss her so bad and she couldn’t breathe as she waited for him to make the next move. Hopefully it was the one she wanted.

He cupped her cheek in his palm and started stroking his thumb over her lips, taunting her. She leaned further into his touch, loving the attention he was giving her as their eyes stayed connected. So what if the very thought of her wanting Mamoru was overwhelmingly absurd, she wanted what she wanted and not even he could deny the sparks flying between them. The sexual tension was driving her insane.

She finally made up her mind and decided to go for it. She had wanted to do this for so long… (And she’d already taken the first step anyhow). She parted her lips and daringly gave his thumb a lick before provocatively taking it into her mouth and sucking it. His eyes grew wide at her forward gesture, taking a sharp intake of breath. His look of surprise quickly melted off and he licked his lips hungrily, giving her a devilish smile that sent shivers down her spine.

He pulled his thumb out her mouth and held the back of her head tightly with his hand, bringing his lips hard against hers. Excitement rushed through her entire body. Finally this kiss that she had been waiting so long for was actually happening!

The feel of his mouth on hers was beyond explanation and she could only describe it as complete and utter BLISS. His lips passing over hers sent her into an unimaginable lightheaded state and she was glad that he was holding onto her so tightly. Her whole body was tingling from the sensation and she almost didn’t want to believe that it was this arrogant buffoon who was causing all these sensations.

They finally parted. There was a brief hesitation between the two as they stared at each other for a split second—the other probably wondering about how to proceed with the spontaneous moment between them—before everything continued back as quickly as it started. The corner of Mamoru’s mouth upturned slightly as he pulled her back to him again.

He kissed her cautiously at first, slowly moving his lips over hers but quickly turned up the heat. Pulling her closer, he squished them together so that she was pressed against his chest and she slid both arms around his neck. She gasped as his tongue slowly slipped in between her lips and started exploring every inch of her mouth, overwhelming her completely. Touching him, smelling him, tasting him… she never imagined that it would be this amazing! Who knew that having a bit of heaven was actually having a taste of Mamoru?

As if a switch went off in him he suddenly deepened the kiss and she moaned into his mouth. He kissed her ferociously and without restraint, probing her both sensuously and recklessly, his lips and teeth nipping wherever they could. She responded just as fiercely, desperately sucking, licking and biting him back.

She pressed up against him as much as she could considering her position on his lap—and even though she knew it was indecent, all she wanted to do was straddle him. She would have if she had been wearing pants, but her dress was way too short (never mind that they were in a party full of people. What would she look like dry humping Mamoru?!). But she was so hot for him! And they were already grabbing at each other quite desperately.

Although part of her knew that continuing this madness would eventually lead to her own insanity, there was no way that she could stop. Mamoru’s warm mouth over hers was enough to throw any type of rationality straight out the window. She could care less about common sense right now.

Yet, she never would have imagined that it would ever have turned out to be like this. Interestingly, their kissing was very much like their arguing; each one seemed to be fighting for control and trying to dominate the other. It was exhilarating to say the least! Only this time, she was more than willing to lose the battle. She wanted him to win, she wanted him to take over—because somehow she had a feeling that she would enjoy it much more when he took charge like this.

She let her free hand travel down his chest and over his yummy abs, tentatively journeying lower to his belt buckle, before pausing. Just how bold could she be in one night? Mamoru however, had no issue with boundaries because one hand was already grabbing her breasts. She moaned in pleasure as he kneaded them and it gave her the boost to move her hand lower over him, wanting him to feel as good as he made her feel. His crotch was hot and hard under her palm and she got even more aroused knowing that she excited him too. Mamoru bit her bottom lip roughly, trying to stifle a groan when she rubbed him gingerly and it gave her goose bumps knowing she could affect him like this.

He used his fingers to trail the curve of her breast by the hemline of her dress before going under and cupping one fully. She moaned in pure ecstasy as he twirled her hard nipple erotically. Breaking off from her lips he moved to her neck, his mouth on her skin making her hot for more.

He was driving her crazy. She couldn’t believe that Mamoru of all people could make her feel this good. She’d kissed many guys before—but this—this was way beyond her comprehension. She’d never even been on this kind of level with anyone before. She never would have dreamed that coming to this party would have ended up in a groping session with him, but she was not complaining. These turn of events were more than satisfying.

Mamoru trailed wet kisses down her neck and chest, her breathing was already ragged from their intense kissing. When he reached the spot right in between her breast, she felt him pull the front of her dress down, fully exposing her right boob. She actually stopped breathing. What did he think he was doing?! His warm breath teased her sensitive skin and he slowly kissed his way closer to her nipple. His lips felt so good on her skin and she didn’t really want him to stop, but they were in a crowded room at a party for goodness sake! What kind of girl did he take her for? What made him think that he could just undress her like this?

He knew just how to make her feel so amazingly good, how to make her succumb to him completely with just a couple of touches (heck—just a couple of looks), but this was just going too far! She didn’t want to push him away and honestly she didn’t think she could, but she also didn’t want anything to happen in this party that she would regret later. Her friends and classmates could all be WATCHING their erotic scene for all she knew. He may not have any shame, but she surely did.

“Mamoru,” she whispered trying to calm her breathing, but finding it impossible to do with his lips on her skin.

He made a low groan in acknowledgment, but didn’t stop advancing closer to his target. He continued to slowly lick and tease his way closer to her erect nipple and she didn’t think she had the will power to stop him. His experienced tongue was doing crazy things to her body, let alone her judgment, and her moans weren’t working in her favor either, they were just cheering him on even more.

“Stop…” she managed to croak out even though it was the last thing she wanted him to do.

Ignoring her command (but unknowingly following her wishes), he latched onto her nipple and her head fell back, spinning in pleasure. She might have been slightly embarrassed about where this was happening, but it was simultaneously equally exciting. Behaving recklessly like this was so hot! He was so BAD. But that mouth of his… it was all that was good in the world. She just wanted to shove his face harder onto her breast and demand him to never, ever stop.

He looked up at her with a smile while he sucked her loudly, his teeth grazing her nipple gently. And as good as she felt, she was torn between slapping him for embarrassingly making moves on her in such a public place or pulling his face back to hers and kissing him nonstop in gratitude for the incredible pleasure he’d given her. Both sounded equally pleasing to her at the moment, but she made up her mind when she felt someone pass behind them.

She grabbed his chin and tried to nudge him off her. What was she thinking! She did not want to get caught in such a wild position. Thankfully he didn’t resist, but did give her nipple a final wet kiss before making his way up higher.

“You idiot!” she hissed, slapping his hand away from the front of her dress as he tried to tuck her breast back into place while kissing her collarbone. He grinned at her impishly, pulling away and encircling her waist tightly with both arms.

“Sorry,” he apologized unconvincingly, a mischievous look on his face. “It’s hard to stop once you start.” He moved closer to her face, but she stopped him.

She placed a hand on his cheek. She would not fall under his spell again. Whoever had walked by just now, she wanted to thank them a million times over. They had been the perfect wakeup call for her; if it wasn’t for their interruption, she might have not realized just how much of a mistake she was committing.

She and Mamoru? NO. It couldn’t be true. She didn’t want to believe what she just did that with him. What was wrong with her? Was she crazy? So what if this was something that she had wanted for a long time, she could find other guys to fool around with that were better than him. She was so disappointed in herself.

“I can’t believe you just did that!” she accused, but the guilt was all hers.

“Don’t act so appalled, Odango. As if you didn’t enjoy it…” he mocked. “Besides, I’m sure no one noticed a single thing,” he said sarcastically when he noticed the look of horror on her face as more people passed by behind them. However, his playful expression had her suspecting that there had been people who noticed what they were doing and since Mamoru didn’t care (he was the playboy after all), he didn’t mind the spectators.

Rage built up inside her so quickly that she just wished that she hadn’t come to this stupid party in the first place. She hated Mamoru Chiba! She absolutely loathed him! Right now she didn’t know who to be angrier with—him for being a complete SLEEZE and probably letting his friends watch them as they fooled around, or at herself for forgetting that he was the scum of the Earth and didn’t deserve a single drop of her time.

“Why would you…? I can’t believe that you just let that happen with an audience!” she said furiously. “You are disgusting!” She struggled from his grasp, but he refused to let her go.

“Calm down,” he said, trying to hold her down on his lap. “It was only a joke.” He pulled her chin closer, forcing their eye contact. “No one saw us.”

“I don’t trust you!” she barked, mad at him for trying to fool her in the first place. She took a deep breath to cool herself off. “Please, just let go of me!” she said as calmly as she could, but all she wanted to do was bite his head off. He was such a jerk! Jerk! Jerk! Jerk! He finally moved his arms away from her and she got up quickly, adjusting her dress at the bust. “See you later, Mamoru-san,” she dismissed him angrily, trying to hide her face from the people around them in case one of them had seen her half naked.

She was going to try to avoid Mamoru the rest of the night and maybe even pretend like it never happened (even though that’s not what she wanted and it would probably be impossible to do anyway). But if everything went well tonight, then she could at least hope that none of her friends noticed what she’d been up to. Or maybe if she was really lucky, this would have all just been a dream and she was actually sleeping in her bed right now. Now that would truly be a miracle!

She wanted to look back to see if Mamoru was watching her go, because honestly, she was tempted to stay there with him… but why? She should have better things to do than waste her time with a guy that barely appreciated her presence and was constantly harassing her (not to mention, embarrassing her)! But apparently that was her vice; she could never manage to stay away from him because the truth was she didn’t want to.

Mamoru was somebody that she enjoyed being around and he clearly didn’t despise her company as much as she’d thought either. They had done quite a bit considering they weren’t even friends… She shook her head at the irony as she lost herself in the crowd of people, hoping that this situation didn’t become any more awkward than it should. Their relationship was complicated enough as it was.

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*Mamoru*

He couldn’t explain why he didn’t want her to leave. Sure he thought that Usagi was hot and he liked hot chicks around him, but he had a strange feeling that it was a little more than that. He’d never imagined them doing what just happened and it left him conflicted.

Even though he wished that she had stayed with him, he watched the soft sway of her hips in her tight white dress as she walked away from him. He was pleasantly surprised to learn that she walked well in those heels. She was proving herself very much a grown woman.

When he saw her for the first time tonight, he knew that he had to go talk to her. Her low cut dress and smooth skin had him practically itching for a touch. He knew that could get it too because he was confident enough to know she couldn’t easily ignore him. The power he had over females was quite strong, so he wasn’t surprised that she had succumbed to him. They’d been in the same back and forth routine enough times for him to know that she enjoyed being around him, no matter how hard she tried to hide it.

He could have gotten rid of those two girls at any time he wanted (he would have just walked away, he didn’t care about them), but he needed a way to have Usagi come to him without him seeming to appear like he wanted her company. The girls he’d been with were undoubtedly hot, but seeing Usagi next to them in comparison was like as if he’d been sitting next to a pair of clowns.

What was going on today anyhow? Not only was he incredibly surprised at Usagi’s behavior today, but at his own as well. He might have gotten a tad bit carried away with Usagi—she was only in high school after all. She was just so tempting and he wanted to devour her completely on the spot. He shook his head at his own thoughts, reminding himself whom he was referring to but it was no use. He supposed that he probably had it coming to him, the curse of falling for an annoying twit because he had bothered her for so long now. It served him right, but he still damned the world for being so twisted. He shouldn’t start to like her now.

Maybe all he needed was some time to think, whatever had happened was pretty harmless; it’s not like they hooked up or anything. As soon as he cleared his thoughts, he was going to make sure to find her again and hopefully ease the tension that had built at their departure. It was nothing that they couldn’t both get passed, even though this was probably the most awkward thing to happen between them. He just hoped that he didn’t get too distracted and start kissing her again. She was just so sexy in that little outfit of hers; he would definitely have to try his hardest to make sure that things didn’t get out of hand again.

It all made him wonder—was Usagi was as innocent as she’d lead on to be? He thought back to how she had moved around him fluently, playing with his hair and giving him those sexy looks. He’d been surprised when she had first nibbled on his neck, never thinking that she had the guts. It was too bold, even for her. But today she was using her sexuality to get what she wanted and it was messing with his order of the way things worked.

She had actually rubbed his crotch (his crotch), something that a naive girl would never do! Then there was the way she had seductively sucked on his finger. Just thinking about it drove him nuts. She had expertly hinted at all the things he’d wanted her to do to him and it made him come to the conclusion that she was more experienced than he had originally thought.

This disturbed him more than it should. He thought he knew her fairly well. Sure they never talked about anything serious in the near three years they had known each other and instead just argued about nonsense. But he’d heard her and her friends gossiping all the time and he’d never heard them talk about experiences past kissing. Then again, they were always heading out to Rei’s temple for ‘meetings’… Was that where they kept all their secrets? He tried to get it out of his mind, but her knowledge and confidence really had him wondering. Was Usagi dating? Was she already having sex? Even though she was young, he knew that girls these days were getting way sluttier way earlier so it wouldn’t be surprising. But still.

He decided not to think about it any more because the thought of her having any kind of relations with random losers like Sasuke or Yusuke really didn’t sit well with him. He got up to get himself a drink and hopefully get his mind off her. He knew that he had to get her out of his head if he wanted to enjoy the rest of the party, but she had made him so horny that it was hard to concentrate. Usually any girl would do, but right now he had a particular craving and it wasn’t something that he was exactly proud of. Usagi—that crazy high school girl that he bullied and the one that he just went all the way to second base with. What was the world coming to?

As he cut through the dance floor, by chance he saw her dancing with another blonde girl he didn’t recognize. They were grinding each other sexily, hands in the air, clearly enjoying the looks they were receiving from the guys around them. They were quite a sight that’s for sure, and he took a moment to absorb the view in front of him. Somehow Usagi noticed him and whispered something to her friend. Both girls giggled and then looked at him, each then blowing him a kiss simultaneously.

God what was going on with that girl today? Usually she was so predictable and childish, but tonight she had continued to throw him curve ball after curve ball and it made her sexier than ever. Her luscious body, sweet hips and that tempting tongue… How could he ever be in the same room with her now? All he could think of was of the image of her pretty little lips wrapped around his finger and that would only lead to him imagine her mouth wrapped around his other, sexier parts… He swore, making his way toward the bar. Although he’d always believed it, now he knew for sure. Usagi was going to be the end of his sanity, whether he liked it or not.

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