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WARNING: YURI LEMON SCENE….I repeat: YURI LEMON
SCENE
You have been warned!!!!
“Sporks,” Serena said, “It’s like a spoon, and a
fork.” Darien gave her a quizzing look. She laughed softly, “It’s
like, way cooler than just some ordinary silverware.” She insisted, snapping
the rubber band her and Darien had somehow found amusement playing with in these
late hours.
“Well, why can’t you call them Foons?” He asked,
stretching the rubber band with his thumb and pointer finger. Serena blinked at
him for a moment, then furrowed her brow,
“Well duh,” she began, “Because, they already had a
utensil named Foon.” She said. Darien huffed,
“No they don’t!” he insd. Sd. Serena’s face puffed a
slight red as she perched herself on her palms to sit up. The fire blazed beside
them, keeping their bodies warm, though if the fire hadn’t been there, it would
haven’t been too difficult for them to stay warm in each other’s arms. Serena
still lounged in Darien’s dress shirt and her underwear, while he still had
yet to pull anything on besides his boxers.
“They do to!” she snapped back. Darien, who
had once been occupied by the rubber band, allowed it to snap from his fingers
and across the room. When he decided he really didn’t want to get up and get
it, he simply sat up next to the sturdy blonde.
“Okay then,” he began, “What is a Foon?” He
challenged, smirking at her softly. Serena bit down on her lower lips, eyes
darting around.
“Well, you know,” she stammered, “Those, pointer
things,” She managed. When she discovered that she was in fact wrong about her
Foon theory, she quickly changed the subject. “But anyways, where did the
rubber band go?” she asked, eyes scanning the living room. Darien eyed
her wearily, sitting up straight,
“Oh, changing the topic are we?” he teased. Serena puffed
with anger, and then stuck her tongue out at him. They laughed softly, the
storm outside not disturbing them in the least bit. Darien reached
out, holding her body softly against him. She blu dee deeply, nuzzling into the
nape of his neck as he leaned back against the sofa, allowing her to lie
against his slouched form. “I image your dad isn’t going to be too thrilled
about you missing two nights in a row.” He said with a mixture of laugher and
worry in his voice. Serena huffed a bit,
“No, I don’t think so either, but no matter what I do,
I’ll get in trouble.” She said, cuddling up against him. “There are just so
many things going on lately Darien. This is the first time I actually feel content and
happy-“. Serena cut herself off though. She had arched her neck to look up at
him, but he was fast asleep against the sofa. Serena couldn’t help but giggle.
She stood up, helping him up the couch as he complied groggily.
Serena pulled out a blanket, tossing it over him. The
moon hung in from the balcony windows, illuminating off his tanned skin. Serena
sighed softly, noticing how sweet and young he looked once he was asleep. The
light shown into his apartment brightly, but soon, a shadow loomed over the
light that shined so brillly oly on his skin. Serena’s head snap up to
attention. Her eyes landed on non other than Zoë cite.
Her eyes went wide. Serena had failed to mention to Darien that
she was also the famous Sailor Moon. But if she dare tell him that, then there
was no doubt that they’d come after him. It seemed that now that didn’t matter
though, for here was Zoë cite, calling to her from Darien’s
balcony.
Serena quickly snatched up her broach, clutching it as
she stepping out into the winter cold. She gasped, hugging her body tightly in
the freezing wind as she glared up at the woman, floating over her with a
menacing smile.
“What do you want?” Serena demanded conjuring up as
much power into her voice as she possibly could. Zoë cite didn’t move, but
merely smirked as she sat, head rested on her palm that perched upon her
crossed legs in the air. Her eyes flashed as she laughed, low in her throat.
Serena gasped, realizing that Zoë cite was disappearing from her site! She
reached out, but it was too late.
The problem was that Zoë cite wasn’t the one that
really disappeared, it was Serena. Zoë cite used her powers to transport Serena
to what looked like would be the North Pole. Serena grumbled to herself in
disgust as she began to hike through the snow toward a not-a-friendly looking
stature of ice.
“I better stumble on Santa’s House or this just isn’t
going to be worth it.” But even if Santa was somewhere here, hiding on her,
she’d probably never find him through the blinding winds of the snow. The only
thing in her view was that awful palace.
Back in Tokyo, Zoë cite laughed to herself, quite pleased with her
work. She’d leave Sailor Moon to the Doom and Gloom girls, as Queen Beryl
requested; for now anyways.
She planned on getting her fair share in Sailor Moon’s
death-but for now she had to follow her Queen’s orders. She looked into the
apartment, where Darien lay, fast asleep and completely oblivious to the
danger lurking just outside his window.
Zoë cite slid the glass open, and stepped inside. The
cold air scurried into the room, but Zoë cite slammed the door behind her. The
wind blew over Darien, and he muttered something in his sleep, but simply
turned to face the cushions.
Zoë cite approached him, looming over his form, eyes
deep in thought. According to Beryl, that little girl, Serena Tsukino was Sailor
Moon, and this boy, Darien Chiba, was Tuxedo Mask. Serena was also the Moon
Princess, and if Beryl presumed right, Darien would also be Prince Endymion. Zoë cite couldn’t help
but snarl. Queen Beryl wanted the Prince, for whatever reason it may be.
How Beryl had discovered their identities, Zoë cite
wasn’t sure. Of course, she had been very out of it when the Moon Princess had
appeared, but she knew Beryl kept a close eye on them. The two must have
revealed themselves at one point then. That’s what Zoë cite presumed anyways.
Zoë cite huffed a bit, leaving him in his sleep, and
began searching through his apartment. She’d noticed that the girl, Serena, had
quickly taken hold of a locket before she’d come to face her. Zoë cite figured
that must be her tool to change into the alter ego; Sailor Moon. That must mean
Darien
had some sort of transforming tool as well.
She searched high and low for anything that might
remotely fit the part-but found nothing. She frowned deeply, eyes scanning the
living room she re-entered. She’d searched every corner of this apartment, yet
still found nothing!
“It must be somewhere.” She hissed to herself. Her
mind raced with what it might be, until her eyes landed on a bouquet of roses
sitting ever so nicely in lovely little vase. Zoë cite smirked widely, eyes
reflecting the humor. “Roses, of course” she said aloud as she approached the
vase. She touched a few of them tenderly before once again scanned the room.
And wouldn’t you know it; there tucked into the pocked of a somewhat hideous
green jacked hanging carelessly over a chair.
Zoë cite approached it, reaching in to take the small
rose in her hand. “Such a pretty little thing” She said to herself, then
stuffed the item into her pocket. Her eyes rose once more to the couch, and she
circled around it, chuckling low as she watched the Prince of Earth for a
moment. “Your queen awaits you, Prince Endymion.” She said in sassy tone.
Darien
stirred, and with groggy eyes, turned to look at whoever was talking. And even
though his eyes registered that it was Zoë cite standing over him, arm raised
high in the air, he couldn’t escape her strike, and his eyes drooped closed
once more as he fell into darkness.
Serena sniffled, her teeth chattering as she trudged
on and on. She wasn’t even half way there yet after all this time and hard
work! She whined to herself, wishing for at least all her clothes. She
also wished to have her friends at her side right now. She was scared. How
could she possibly do this alone?
As she stopped to catch her breath, she glanced up at
the palace. It looked so far away; Serena couldn’t help but release a whimper.
“Not scared now are we?” Serena gasped, spinning on
her heal, eyes darting around to find the carrier of the teasing voice. Her
eyes landed a five extraordinarily beautiful woman, though obviously not human.
They all had a particular tint to their skin, and had what seemed to be vines
growing off their limbs.
“No,” Serena snapped, huffing, “Who are you?” she
asked wearily, trying to keep her eyes focused on them, without revealing the
fear she harbored. Surprisingly, her palms began to sweat, even in the
blistering cold. The woman in front, who was obviously the leader, snickered
with a small laugh,
“We’re the Doom and Gloom Girls,” She chimed in an
unusually high voice. She brought her fingers to her lips, resting her other
arm across her waist, smirking devilishly at Serena as the other girls giggled
behind her. “Now Princess Serenity,” she said in a sweet voice as her fingers
tickled her lips, “It’s time for you to die.”
One girl-who was mostly tinted blue-stepped out from
behind her sister, her long silver hair swaying seconds behind her as she giggled
softly. She took a moment before holding up her hand, then brought it down with
a long stride as her icey vine came down to strike Serena.
Serena shrieked, eyes wide as she flung herself back,
stumbling as she stared down at the vine that just missed her. She gulped with
a hand to her mouth to prevent a gasp. She heard the girl huff, obviously
displeased that she missed. She frowned, holding her hand up once more and
striking again-but Serena darted to the side. They repeated this three more
times before the woman grew horribly aggravated,
“You pest” She snarled, holding out both hands and
thrusting the vines on her arms out. Serena yelped, turning and running as fast
as her legs would allow. The vines approached her, and at the last second,
Serena fell face first into the snow as the vines whirled past her.
“Finish her Adrianne,” the leader said as the other girls
grouped together around her, “You fail, you die.” And with those words the
girls disappeared, save Adrianne.
Adrianne winced, as if struck. She snapped her head to
Serena, her dead beady eyes blazing with rage. She held out her arms
threateningly as she loomed over the blonde.
“Come here you little wretch.” She seethed. Serena
whimpered, shoving snow aside frantically as she got back on her feet. She
nearly slipped as she ran, but made a lunge forward, just barely catching
herself. Adrianne laughed menacingly as she chanced after her, levitating only
inches behind her. “Take this” She said, swinging her arm back and lashing a
vine across Serena’s back. Serena wailed out in pain as she fell to the snow,
cold tears burning her eyes.
Serena pulled her locket out of the over shirt she
wore, clutching it for dear life as she held her hand in the air while still
trying to ignore the pain surging through her back.
“MOON PRISIM POWER” she shouted. Adrianne gasped as
light engulfed Serena. She shielded her eyes of the blinding light and then
rubbed the dots from them once the light died down.
“So your name’s Adrianne?” A voice called. The blue
alien beauty peered up through blurry eyes, staring at a strange warrior who
stood in place of where her victim lay not seconds before. The girl smirked
softly, holding her hand to the sky as she announced her name, “I am Sailor
Moon!” She called, “And in the name of the moon, I with fight for love and
justice, and vanquish you!” She declared. Adrianne blinked for a moment more,
but then sneered with annoyance.
“Pest.” She spat again, raising those arms as her
vines extended outward wildly. With much effort, she swung them forward. Sailor
Moon shrieked, hopping around like a grasshopper as she frantically dodged the
endless assault. Adrianne easily grew bored of this though, “So you want to be
stubborn huh?” The vicious alien beauty bellowed.
Sailor Moon stared up with wide eyes as Adrianne rose
to the sky, her head fully back as she yelled out in aggravation. Her vines
turned to ice as they released to their largest extent, and soared full speed
at Sailor Moon.
Panic crossed her mind in the seconds she had to
escape. What could she do? Howld sld she beat this wicked girl? Sailor Moon
grunted softly the moment the vines hit the ground below her. She rose at the
knees, and bolted forward on tip toe. She vines dove into the ground beneath
her as she practically flew up toward Adrianne. The wide eyed alien didn’t even
scream as Sailor Moon released her tiara from her extended hand. It sliced
right through Adrianne, and by the time Sailor Moon plummeted to the ground
with a thud, the ice vines, and Adrianne, were dust.
Sailor Moon couldn’t believe it. She had won? She had
won!
“I won!” She announced in a victorious manor. She
bounced around happily, clapping her gloved fingertips together.
“Don’t be so sure about that Sailor Moon.” A voice
hissed behind her. Serena’s face fell as she slowly turned to stare into the
beady eyes of another Doom and Gloom sister. This one was standing just behind
Adrianne at the time Sailor Moon had seen all the sisters together. She smiled
mockingly. “So you killed Adrianne.” She stated with a small laughed, “That’s
alright, she was weak anyway.”
Sailor Moon gasped at that statement, but didn’t have
time to question how on Earth she could just blow off a dead sister, for the
alien continued. “I’m Violette” She piped. She crossed purple arms over her
purple chest before flipping short dark brown hair over her shoulder. Sgigggiggled to herself, licking one of her fingers with delight, “You look
positively delectable.” She teased.
Sailor Moon could only cower as Violette released her
purple vines. They were much faster than Adrianne’s as they jabbed into the
ground one after anr. Sr. Sailor Moon scurried around the snow, missing many by
just a heartbeat. She was holding up fine until one finally clipped her. Sailor
Moon screeched the moment it penetrated her shoulder. Her blood immediately
soaked the surrounding area, and a flew droplets fell to the sno Vio Violette
dragged Sailor Moon to her level hanging only on that vine.
Sailor Moon tried to ease the pain that action caused
her shoulder by grasping the vine and pulling her weight on her other arm, but
it was to no avail. Hand still gripping the vine, Violette approached her, a
smirk crossed over her lips.
“Poor little Moon Princess.” She taunted, licking her
lips again, “Does it hurt?”
“Yea” Sailor Moon blurted, “But this will hurt more.”
Though painfully, Sailor Moon gripped the vine holding her up with both hands,
and with all her might, forced the energy from her locket to radiate through
the vine, straight into Violette. The amethyst alien screamed out in pain as
she flailed around, dropping Sailor Moon into the snow once more, and
disappearing in a flash of light.
A few fragments of dust were all that remained of her.
Sailor Moon struggled to her knees, gripping her
wounded shoulder. It pulsed with pain and tears pricked her eyes, but in this
cold, crying would make those tears hurt more. Without any other choice, Sailor
Moon marched forward. It would be much easier for her to fight if she got out
of this horrid snow storm. So running to Beryl’s fortress seemed to be her only
option.
What took Sailor Moon a half and hour to travel half
way to the palace took her only five minutes to finish. She breathed a sigh of
relief as she approached. Her skin was turning purple, and her lips were blue
and quivering.
“Finally” She spat. She stepped forward, fully
prepared to enter the deadly darkness of the Dark Kingdom when
the ground shook beneath her.
“Are you cold Miss. Moon?” Sailor Moon frantically began to search for
the holder of the voice, but only found herself going around in circles.
“Where are you?” She demanded with fists clenched.
“Why? Did you want to join me Sailor Moon?” The voice
asked, “It’s quite comfortable down here.” At that statement, red vines swept
up from the ground, encircling around Sailor Moon and gripping tightly to her
skin. She felt the ground cave in beneath her, and air swept up through her
body as the vines drug her underground. Her screams did nothing for her as she
found herself hanging by only the vines that held her body still.
Another Doom and Gloom sister, this time with a
crimson colored tint to her skin, and long flowing white hair. “Well, Well,
Well” she teased, hand rested on her cheek as she stared Sailor Moon eye to
eye, “You’re certainly not what I expected.” She huffed a bit, dismissing her
thoughts as she continued on, her hands gesturing nonchalantly as she spoke.
“This is all they could manage?” She asked, examining Sailor Moon’s body as she
circled around her.
She traveled all the way around, inspecting the wound
that tore straight through her shoulder. There was no wound on her back, for
that would be there when she returned to her human form. The sister sighed with
dismay. “Well, Adrianne and Violette were always the weaker ones.” With
another shake of the head, she drew back. Sailor Moon took that time to get a
good look at her surroundings.
It looked like a tomb of Ice. No doubt these were the
catacombs of the Dark Kingdom. Mangled and abused bodies were tossed about. Most
were near the soot that surrounded a shadowy pit directly below Sailor Moon.
Chances were, dead bodies were tossed down there; for it seemed a lot of that
space was needed for the people frozen in was looked to be ice, or merely
crystals. Sailor Moon spotted the familiar face of Jedite. So that was what had
become of him.
“Oh, you know him?” The sister commented, leaning a
hand on Jedite’s block of ice. She must have been following her gaze. The
sister sneered a bit, “Yes, such a pity.” She said, her voice lowering as she
leaned down, arms encircling the crystal, “He was a strong one” She paused,
“And devilishly handsome too” She added, a smirk on her face as she gazed
lustfully into his face through the ice. After a moment of her admiring, she
huffed once again, tossing her arms in the air. “All the good ones, such a
pity” she repeated.
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style='font-size:10.0pt'>She left the Jedite sculpture and floated only inches
away from Sailor Moon, “Besides, you have other things to worry about, don’t
you Miss. Moon?” She seethed, raising an arm and snapping one of her vines on
the cold ice with a demonic glint in her blood-thirsty eyes.
Sailor Moon didn’t even think to respond, for by the time
her tongue caught up with her racing thoughts, the sister had pierced her other
shoulder with her vine. Sailor Moon shrieked at the pain, gritting her teeth
together. The fiery girl didn’t stop there though. She held out two more vines,
both slamming full force into her sides.
Sailor Moon grimaced. The sister just kept striking.
One vine after another until finally her bruised skin began to break. Sailor
Moon’s body cried in pain, hunching over in the vines that bind her in air.
“Remember this Sailor Moon,” The sister seethed, now
very intent on following her queen’s orders, “As the day the Gloom and Doom
sister, Rosso, killed you.” And with that, Rosso’s hot, sweltering vines coiled
round Sailor Moon’s body, and subtly began to glow. Sailor Moon realized what
was happening right away as the heat from the vines began to burn her skin and
warm her clothes.
Sailor Moon squirmed, but the vines held her so
tightly, breathing soon became a difficult task, and it seemed the struggling
only worsened her predicament.
“Oh, does it hurt?” Rosso taunted with crossed arms
and a pout pulled on her lips. She only laughed after that though, voice high
and mighty. ‘This is hopeless’, Sailor Moon’s minds screamed and her
eyes began to tear. This didn’t go unnoticed to Rosso though. “Aw, you want the
pain to stop little princess?” the fiery sister asked as she raised her hands
in the air. “Why don’t we see if we can arrange that for you” Her vines
constricted, and tightened around Sailor Moon.
“Stop” She pleaded, as she let out a wail of agony.
Rosso merely laughed as Sailor Moon’s cries filled a cavern. Soon though, Rosso
noticed how loud the girl’s yelps were becoming.
Her laughing ceased as she stared at the Moon Princess
who was screaming out in pain. The jewel on her tiara began to sparkle, and the
center of her oo’s o’s decorations began to light up. Rosso narrowed her eyes
with curiosity. “Just what are you doing?” She asked, though it was so low, it
was more so to herself.
Sailor Moon’s screams began to bounce off the walls in
the grotto, and before Rosso knew it, they’d even formed into small energy
waves. Rosso clamped her hands over her ears, gritting her teeth with annoyance.
“Stop that!” She hollered, “Stop that hideous noise!” a wail escaped the
demon’s lips, and she lashed another vine out randomly. The vine missed Sailor
Moon entirely, and instead, sliced a large amount of the vines binding her
before impacting with the wall of the cavern.
Rosso’s eyes went wide when she’d realized what she’d
done. Sailor Moon’s cries turned into yelps as the vines constricting her
released their hold, and she began to fall into the darkness of the catacombs.
Rosso was much too preoccupied to care as she evaded the tumbling boulders
falling from the cave walls. Her eyes darted around frantically as she reached
to preserve some of the souls incased in eternal sleep. She soon found it to be
a lost cause, and left them to become rubble.
“Too bad…” she mused, casting a glance to Jedite,
incased in crystal.
At this point, Sailor Moon had only one objective: To
get the heck out of there
She bolted off the balls of her feet, running through
the soiled conduits. Ahead of her, she swore she could see a light. Long thick
pillars made it hard to see, but she pursued on, certain if she followed it,
that it would be the key ou her here.
She rounded another pillar, and spotted it: a flight
of stairs. Who knew what was up there, but who cared. As long as it wasn’t down
here. She headed straight forward, which only resulted in tripped over her own
feet. Sailor Moon shrieked as she fell roughly to the ground. She didn’t curse,
but grunted displeasingly to herself as she forced her good arm to get her back
up.
Her soot covered lids blinked away ashes, and directly
before her, a small scorpion crawled itself out from a maggot covered body.
Sailor Moon didn’t hold back her scream. She pushed herself up, paying no heed
to the ache in her arm as she made a mad dash for the stairs.
Her face twisted in horror though the moment she laid
eyes on yet another one of the sisters. This one was most certainly to most
beautiful of them all. Olive colored skin was graced with thing gold chains
over her rings and neck. Long, glittering earrings dangled from pointed ears
that peeked out of dark emerald hair.
Her hair itself was marvelous as it cascaded down over
her nude body. The soft silky threads weren’t meant to cover her, for she was
obviously very comfortable with her nudity. The other sisters had been barely
covered in the first place, but this girl held no shame. Though, Sailor Moon
could see why she wouldn’t. She had a perfectly molded body.
“So,” she began with a low and seductive tone. “You’re
the little wench causing so much trouble are you?” She asked, though it was
much more of a statement. She stepped liy ovy over the dirty floor. She held
such grace it was almost like she wasn’t touching the ground at all. Sailor
Moon was memorized by this. She pushed herself up from the ground wearily, eyes
reflecting her insecurity. The sister smiled at this, “I’m Clover.” She said.
She blinked slowly, long lashes tickling her cheeks as she kissed one of her
many golden rings. Strange that she wore jewelry instead of clothes.
Clover grew very quiet, eyes closed in thought. Her
fingers remained to her lips though, and it wasn’t until she opened her eyes
that they fell in fists to her sides. “Now Sailor Moon, I won’t be so easily
defeated.” Her statement was simple, but Sailor Moon was horrifically
frightened. Clover’s power level was so high, that it flooded all of Sailor
Moon’s senses. Her aura was as thick as the air, and as heavy as the scent of
death. As a matter of fact, it was as if her energy and the air coincided.
Kindred, if you will.
Clover said nothing more, having only one motive for
being here, which, much to Sailor Moon’s misfortune, was to rid her Queen of
the nuisance that carried the Silver Crystal. And she was doing quite a good
job of it. Sailor Moon screamed as loud as her little lungs would allow as she
ran from the leafy vines reaching out to strike her. And then it happened. One
caught her leg, leaving reddened, barely broken skin. Then another, and another
after that, and before she knew it, she’d been stuck 7 times, each leaving a
burning sensation against barely covered skin.
“Painful isn’t it?” Clover said softly, approaching a
quivering Sailor Moon, who was hunched over to nurse a wound, unaware her
attacker was right behind her. “Little Princess…” She mused softly. Sailor Moon
gasped, realizing how close the voice was. She whirled around so quickly that
she stumbled backward. She kicked her feet against the ground, leverage herself
to push away. Clover hissed violently at this, and she fell to her knees,
reaching out and snagging Sailor Moon by the chin. “Wench…” she seethed through
sharp fangs.
Sailor Moon was shocked. Her body hurt so badly, she
just couldn’t respond. And as of now she was pinned under the Doom and Gloom
sister, Clover. She was at the woman’s disposal. Tears welled in her eyes. She
wouldn’t luck out on this one. She had no more tricks up her sleeve. She was
done for.
Clover never released her chin as she examined the
blonde’s face. Deep olive lips frowned deeper, if that were even possible. Her
beady eyes shimmered with interest though. “You think you’re so pretty don’t
you?” she snapped. “You wench, don’t you!” After her outburst, she released
Sailor Moon’s chin only to slap her, then held her firmly again. Though this
time, she leaned down, pressing those beautifully full lips to Sailor Moon’s
blue, quivering ones.
Sailor Moon tried to exhale, but found it difficult
against the sister’s lips. Her heart beat loud in her chest. So loud, she felt
as though it was all she could hear. Panic racked through her body, but Clover
pressed on, forcing Sailor Moon to the ground, pinning her between the floor
and her own body. She explored the depths of her mouth, and her hands circled
around Sailor Moon’s waist. From her wrists the vines reappeared, and fully
surrounded the both of them.
Sailor Moon tried to screech when she was lifted, and
slammed into the wall. The vines binding her there, and just as her mouth
opened to holler, Clover had reclaimed her mouth for her own once more. Tears
pricked her eyes as the girl ran her fingers over her thighs, and then cradled
her bosom. And just as she thought she was beginning to suffocate, Clover
pulled away. But now, she was smirking widely, eyes shimmering with hunger and
lust.
“Your execution will wait,” she said as her a well
manicured finger traced Sailor Moon’s chest teasingly. She dipped her finger
unto her cleavage, and then forcefully ripped the material. Lucky for Sailor
moon, her locket remained attached, but now, her left breast was fully exposed,
much to Clover’s delight. Clover’s eyes cast up, and she mentally ordered her
vines to raise Sailor Moon’s arms. Sailor Moon whimpered softly as the gentle
vines pinned her, only threatening force if she struggled. She inhaled sharply
as Clover’s claw-like hand cupped her breast, fingers soft over her flesh.
Clover leaned in, and Sailor Moon reflectively turned
her head to the side. The sister paused for a moment, debating weather or not
to punish the blonde for such an act. In the end, she must have decided against
it, for she laughed, low in her throat. “For now,” Clover began, breathing
heavily over Sailor Moon’s neck, “I’ll have you for my own.” It wasn’t a second
later those lips kissed her neck tenderly, tongue lapping over her skin. She
didn’t take much time there though, for she dropped her head, a hand which one
offered gentle caressed was replaced by Clover’s eager lips. She flicked her
tongue over the nipple, daring to suck lightly before her sharp teeth teased
the hardened bud.
With both hands free, Clover’s fingers embarked on
their exploration of the young girl’s youthful body. For a while, she endulged
in pleasured Sailor Moon’s covered breast. Her thumb massaged the nipple through
the fabic, her demanding palm applying the much needed force. Soon though, her
hands fell over the princess’s waist. They tickled her thighs, everever so
slowly, curled spi spider legs over her bottom. Her mouth never lost its focus
though, much to Sailor Moon’s dismay.
She felr bor body tingle from the touch. Last night
had been so quick, which was Serena’s fault alone, that Darien hadn’t
gotten the chance to do anything like this to her. She felt heat rise in her,
and she reflectively tightened, in both aspects of holding back the pleasure
and shielding it.
Unfortunately, she failed at both. Clover caught onto
the change, and rose, elated by it. She turned Sailor Moon’s head so their lips
were mere centimeters apart. Clover’s large, full breasts pressed firm against
her own. “You liked that, didn’t you?” she whispered in her sultry voice. She
opened her mouth, teasingly over Sailor Moon’s before claiming her lips yet
again. This time though, Clover’s hands encircled over her thighs, lifting both
legs up forcefully. The vines instinctively unloosed to Clover’s movements and
readjusted themselves. Now, Sailor Moon found herself with her arms pinned
above her head, legs fastened carefully around Clover’s bare body. Their bodies
pressed together, and lips intertwined. Though this was certainty a one sided
love.
Yet, even as Sailor Moon never responded, she wobe
be
lying if she said her body wasn’t racking with need. In no way was she
attracted to this alien beauty emotionally. But that’s what made the physical
part reasonable.
She was alien. She was beauty in itself!
Those gorgeous green hands moved up and down her body,
one playing with her bare breast while the other searched what she could find
under Sailor Moon’s skirt. Her nail, every so carefully, embedded itself
through the fabric of her panties, and with one pull, the garment was ripped
from the skirt. Sailor moon gasped as her eyes shot wide, giving Clover the
chance to speak, “You’re so wet my little princess.” Clover cooed against her
lips. Her fingers traced through Sailor Moon’s folds tenderly. She glided over
the entire area, as if committing it to memory.
She smirked again into Sailor Moon’s lips, her finger
erupting dampened. Sailor moon had been surprised by Clover’s touch, but not
nearly as taken back as feeling the sister’s wetness against her own. With both
hands, Clover’s hands caressed her bottom, moving her softly against her. Their
bodies pressed so firmly together, liquids dripping into one another. Sailor
Moon could feel the alien’s cliainsainst her own. And as much she fought it, a
moan escaped her lips.
Clover took that as her cue. Her lips sucked lightly
against Sailor Moon’s breast, and though Sailor Moon’s arms were pinned, she
was leaning forward. Her body moved up and down, compliments of Clover’s
strength. Their bodies rubbed against one another, soft at first, but soon,
Clover’s movement became faster. She rocked Sailor Moon against her. Her moans
were muffled by Sailor Moon’s breast as her mouth remained around the hardened
bud.
Sailor Moon clenched her teeth, tears threatening to
spill. Why was she enjoying this so much? Now, in this condition, even if she
had the chance to escape, she’d most certainly let the alien sister finish her
work. This was so wrong. Sailor Moon knew it was. This need pouring through
her, clouding her senses.
The love buttons of their body moved together, and
soon, Clover slammed Sailor Moon hard against the wall once more. Sailor Moon’s
legs twitched from their dangling position over the sister’s legs. Clover held
tight to the blonde’s thighs, pressing against her as she moved up and down. Sailor
Moon listened intently to the sounds of their bodily fluids dripping, though
Clover seemed to be much worse off the Sailor Moon. Clover’s heavy breathing turned
to deep moans. She abandon’s Sailor Moon bosom, now concentrating on holding
her tightly.
Sailor Moon abandoned her thoughts as well. She
drowned in the sounds of the alien’s moan. Her body tingled with sensation and
just as she heard the alien cry out in relief, she felt herself doing the same,
save the moan.
Reason quickly returned to her, and Sailor Moon looked
sharply down at the alien, who was not so quickly collecting herself. In fact,
she was completely distracted! Her vines were loosed and with all her strength,
Sailor Moon brought both fists down against the back of Clover’s neck. Both of
them fell to the ground with a thud, though Sailor Moon was the only one to get
up. And without a moment’s hesitation, she fired her tiara at the coconscious
beauty. She was gone with an instant.
Sailor Moon was now adjusted to the smell that reeked
the whole room, so she stole a few extra minutes to fasten her ripped shirt to
her locket. It wasn’t perfect, but at least she wouldn’t be fighting Beryl
exposed…
Her eyes moved to the stairs again, and she sighed.
Today was a very long day…
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