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Chapter List
- 1-The Seduction
- 1
The
Seduction

by Sabi-san <sabisan25@aol.com>

Rated: H

Seiya and Setsuna

Disclaimer: In the words of my favorite writer, Saun, "Sailor Moon

and Company do not belong to me. I just borrowed them for a bit."

The Seduction

        She looked at herself in the
mirror. 'Tonight is the night.'

She finished bushing her long dark green hair. The shining mass fell past her
waist.

        As she was standing there
thinking, the doorbell rang. She

gave her hair one last flick and went to the door.

        A breath, a smile, and then she
opened the door. "Hi. Come

in."

        "Hey. So, what do you
wanna see?"

        She sighed, her smile losing
some of its glow. This always

happened. It seemed like every time she invited him over lately to

watch movies, that was the first thing out of his mouth when he got

there. No "You look nice." or "Thanks for inviting me."
Just "What

do you want to see?"

        "What did you bring? She
asked. Sitting on the couch.

        As he listed off the movies he
brought, she watched him. He had sat down on the floor to look through the
movies. Tall, long black hair, blue eyes, well built. He was perfect...almost.
If he would just open his eyes and see what he had before him. 'Don't you know
how I feel about you?'

        She was in the process of
berating herself for being conceited when she heard her name.

        "Setsuna." he said, a
little too firmly.

        She focused her eyes. He was
staring at her. A flood of heat went through her veins. 'That look...does
he?...'

        "Yes?..." A little
shaky.

        "I asked if you had
decided yet, twice. Weren't you listening to me?

        Pain shot through her heart.
She was kidding herself. He

would never look at her like that. Like he looked at...her. She

started to loose her nerve. 'I can't do this. What am I thinking? He doesn't
feel the way I do. He doesn't like me. He likes her. How many times have we
talked about it?'

        "Sorry." She looked
at the stack of movies in front of her and

picked the first title she focused on.

        "'Kay." He got up and
put it in the machine. As he was coming

back, she moved over so he could sit by her. He sat on the floor.

She looked down and closed her eyes, shaking her head. She fought

the tears that threatened. 'He doesn't like me...'

        As the movie started, she
resigned herself again to that fact.

________

        "No! You can't do that.
That's cheating!" She sighed.

She did that a lot now. The last few hours had been terrible. During the movie,
they had just sat there. Afterwards, tate ate dinner, taking almost an hour to
agree on pizza. Now they were playing a game, and, as usual, he was cheating.
He did it on purpose because he thought it was funny. And it was, at first.
Now, now that she had given up, it was different.

        The look on her face must have
said something to him. He

paused.

"You're right. I shouldn't do that. I'm sorry." He looked down and
shook his head.

        She was amazed. She just stared
at him. 'He's apologizing?'

        When he looked up, he found her
staring at him with amazement.

        Something clicked in his brain.
He blinked.

        "Maybe I should say that
more often, if you look at me like

that." he said.

        She had the grace to blush.

        They played a little bit more,
but weren't really into it.

Finally he stood up.

        "How about we give up on
this game and watch another movie?"

        She was happy to oblige. He
picked the movie this time and

they arranged themselves as before to watch it.

______

        Suddenly, the door opened, and
a small child landed in her lap.

        "Setsuna-mama, guess where
I went." she commanded, hugging her.

        "I don't know.
Where?"

        Smiling and settling herself in
Setsuna's lap, Hotaru looked up. "Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama came to get
me from school and then took me to the park."

        "Really? Did you have
fun?"

        "Yes. Haruka-papa pushed
me on the swings and I caught a

butterfly and Michiru-mama bought us all ice cream."

        "Well, sounds like you did
have fun." Setsuna said, hugging

Hotaru.

        By this time Haruka and Michiru
had walked in and were sitting on the couch beside them.

        "And you know what else?
Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama are

taking me to the planetarium tomorrow." she said without pausing for an
answer.

        Setsuna smiled and gave the
appropriate exclamatory phrases to the child.

        "Yeah. We're leaving at
about 7:30 in the morning so we can do everything." Haruka stated.

        Setsuna glanced up. Haruka
looked at her with meaning in her eyes. Setsuna looked back down, smiling
faintly.

        Michiru cleared her throat.
"So, what are you two watching?"

she asked, seeing the snowy TV. Seiya had stopped it when Hotaru burst

in.

        Setsuna froze. She had no idea.
She was thinking hard,

she hadn't been paying attention to the movie.

        "An old American movie.
Mortal Kombat." Seiya supplied.

        "Oh? Can we watch a
little?" asked Haruka, interested.

        "Sure." he said. He
waited until they were all comfortable and

then pressed play.

        They sat there for a while
watching the movie. Michiru glanced

at Setsuna. She did not look happy. During her and Hotaru's

conversation, she and Haruka had stayed back, taking in the scene.

Seiya was sitting on the floor. Setsuna was curled up on the couch.

That was a bad sign. A curled up woman, alone, was not a happy person.

        Michiru watched Setsuna. She
sat there, looking at the screen but not seeing it. She elbowed Haruka. The
beautiful blonde looked down at her. Michiru twitched her head towards Setsuna.
Haruka looked. Then she looked at Seiya. He sat on the floor, completely
engrossed in the movie.

        She was about to suggest they
leave when Hotaru piped up

"Setsuna-mama, you love Seiya don't you." she said

matter-of-factly.

        Setsuna could have died. She
looked at the child in her lap and smiled. "Yes I do, Hotaru. I love Seiya
and Haruka and Michiru and you. I love you all." Proud of herself of the
grace in which she answered that, she breathed easily. Outside she was the
essence of calm, but inside she was seething. 'How could a child pick up on
that and not him?'

        Unbeknownst to them, Seiya
watched every second.

When Hotaru asked that question, his heart had started to beat faster. Then
Setsuna answered and it dropped to his feet. 'She doesn't like me after all...'

        The incident passed and they
went back to watching the movie.

        Michiru started playing with
Haruka's fingers that were entwined with hers. Haruka looked towards Hotaru and
Setsuna. Hotaru was asleep, leaning backwards onto Setsuna's chest. The
decision was made in a split second. She stood up and said quietly, "We're
going to go to bed now." She yawned for further effect.

        A flicker of understanding
flashed across Setsuna's face.

"Okay. Goodnight." she said

        "Yeah. Goodnight."
Seiya said without turning around.

        Haruka flashed him an annoyed
look and bent to pick up Hotaru. She walked down the hall, carrying her charge.

        Michiru stayed a few seconds.
Setsuna and her locked eyes,

the question evident to both. Setsuna looked away. Michiru shook her head and
turned to follow her lover.

----------

        She met Haruka as she was
coming out of Hotaru's room, closing the door. Together, they walked to their
room. Inside, Michiru went to the bed and sat down. Haruka stood in front of
her. Michiru braced herself for the triad that was coming.

        Haruka could stand it no
longer. "Will he ever wake up?

What's wrong with him?"

        Ever reasoning, Michiru
answered, "Maybe he still has feelings for Usagi."

        "Why?" the word
escaped before she could stop it and Haruka

was horrified. 'Had she just said that about her princess?'

        Michiru blinked. She bowed her
head to hide her smile. "You also have to remember that he is a
girl."

        "But Taiki and Yaten both
have their significant others.

They don't seem the least bit bothered by it." She paused and

smiled. "In fact, they seem to like it a lot."

        Michiru sniffed and tossed her
hair over her shoulder. "I'm sure they do. I can't imagine why. It's so
boring."

        Haruka tensed, scowling.
"Are you saying that I'm boring?"

        Michiru stood up and walked
over to her mate. Laying a hand on her Haruka's chest, she said, "I guess
you'll just have to prove to me that you're not." Running her hand down
Haruka's chest and across her stomach, she turned and walked into the bathroom.

        With a determined smile, Haruka
followed.

        Back in the living room,
Setsuna was thinking. 'Glad to know someone has somebody. Looks like I never
will. Because I don't have the guts to start and he's just plain oblivious.'
She sighed and tried to concentrate on the movie.

________

When the movie ended, he switched off the TV and VCR. Turning around, he
stopped suddenly as he saw her asleep on the couch. He walked over to her. She
lay curled on her side, breathing evenly. He stood looking at her, thinking.

        The past few months played
through his mind. After coming back to Earth, he made it a point to become
friends with Haruka. They had started off on the wrong foot the last time, and
he had felt bad about it ever since. He visited them often. They had started
off a little icily at first, but the friendship warmed up eventually as they
settled their differences. They didn't become best friends but they weren't
enemies either.

        He smiled. One day when he came
to visit, Haruka and Michiru weren't there. Setsuna was the only one home. He
had met her before, Michiru introduced them, but he hadn't spoken to her much
then. He had been too busy concentrating on righting things with Haruka.

        That day they had sat down and
talked, finding out they had a lot in common. He left that day feeling happy
but confused.

        The next few days he warred
with himself. Every time he went to visit, walking up to the door, he had to
tell himself 'You're going there to become friends with Haruka not to see
Setsuna.' But deep down in his heart, he knew the truth. What was even harder
was that he still had some feelings for Odango. Those feelings and the new ones
emerging for Setsuna were making him a total mess. Every night he went home
exhausted, but once in bed, he couldn't fall asleep.

        Since coming back, Taiki, Yaten
and him had gone their

separate ways. They still lived together and were great friends, but each had
returned with a purpose and were bent on fulfilling it. He finally resigned
himself to the fact that Usagi didn't love him. She had Mamoru and they were
meant for each other. So he had no one. No one to care for and love. Until he
met her.

        After Haruka and he had solved
their little problem, he didn't stop visiting. He went back to see Setsuna a
lot. A lasting friendship resulted. They got together to pursue their mutual
obsession -- movies.

        His smile faded. It didn't last
long. They still had their movie night, but he felt that she was becoming bored
with it. He felt that she just did it for him now, unwilling to admit that she
didn't think it was fun any more.

        If only they could go back to
the way they were. Friends,

close friends, always having fun.

        With a sigh, he bent down and
picked her up off the couch.

Cradling her gently to his chest, he walked down the hall to her room. Laying
her in her bed, he stepped back.

        His mind fought with his
conscience. 'Sleep in here. No,

sleep on the couch. She didn't invite you. She fell asleep! How

could she? It doesn't matter. You don't need to sleep there. Shut up!'

        Making up his mind, he started
taking off his clothes. Even though he was used to sleeping naked, he thought
against it. Leaving on his shirt and boxers, he crawled under the covers.

        Sleep did not come easily.
Laying next to her graceful form, long green hair spread out on the pillow and
bed, his mind decided to wander. He tried to keep it in check, but he could
not. Images of the two of them writhing in passion and ecstasy filled his
brain. He wanted her. Stars, how he wanted her. It was strange and confusing to
him. Being a male for the first time, he was not used to these feelings for
"another" girl. To sleep with someone as a guy... What was he saying?

        He stopped. He had never slept
with anyone, much less as a

guy. Why would she even think about sleeping with him? He was

nothing. He could give her nothing. Only love...

        His erotic thoughts gave way to
thoughts of him and her in a family setting. Them cooking dinner, fixing the
bed, playing with their child.

        The thoughts put his spirit at
ease, and he drifted off to

sleep.

_______

        She woke up and turned on her
side. He was there. Sleeping

peacefully. In her bed. She watched his cheat rise and fall, his lips slightly
parted. 'So beautiful.'

        Unconscientiously, she raised
onto an elbow and leaned over

him. She lowered her lips to his and brushed them lightly. His eyes fluttered
open. She drew back and smiled.

        "Well, good morning. If
you wake me up like that every

morning, life will be good."

        She laughed and started to move
away.

        He grabbed her around the waist
and drew her back. Looking

into each others eyes, they drifted together.

        She was amazed at the kiss. So
gentle and loving at first,

then passionate, wanting. He flipped her over and landed on top of

her. The kiss broke. Confused, she opened her eyes. He looked down at her,
breathing heav

        "I think we should stop
now before something happens."

        "Would that be so
bad?" she asked, looking away. She could

feel the heat coming from his body. 'Feels so good...'

        He sat back, his hair tickling
her legs. "No, it wouldn't. But ...well, I...I mean...You would think that
I could make one sentence."

He sighed. "I mean, I don't have...protection."

        She looked back at him and
caught her breath. He was looking out the window, a mixture of want,
disappointment and embarrassment on his face. She turned slightly and reached
for a box on her nightstand.

        Her turning caught his
attention. He watched as she pulled a cedar box from her nightstand. She put it
on the top of the nightstand and opened it. Inside were some rose petals,
pictures, folded papers, and coins. She pushed all this aside and pulled out a
small square package from underneath. She closed the box and put it back on the
nightstand. Turning back, she held out the package to him.

        He held out his hand, and she
put the package in it. He looked at her for a few seconds, then looked at the
packet in his hand. Amazement colored his thinking. 'She really wants this!'

        She lay there quietly, not
moving, watching him. As she

watched, he reached across her, put it on the nightstand, and leaned down to
kiss her.

        He held nothing back in this
kiss. He wanted to tell her just what he wanted, what he meant. He wanted to
give her time to back out.

        She didn't. She turned the
tables on him, literally. Flipping him over, she landed straddled across his
hips, his excitement fully evident. Her hair enclosed them in their own private
tent. She leaned back and put her hands on his chest. He started breathing
faster as she ran her hands across his chest. Her hands went under his shirt
and up, taking the article with them. He inclined his head so she could pull
the shirt off. Her hands returned to his body, then her lips, tracing tiny
trails across his neck and chest.

        It was amazing. He had never
felt anything like it before. He had wanted those hands on him so long, had
imagined them there, but that was nothing compared to this. He started
breathing faster.

        Her hands and lips were going lower.
Pulling back the covers, she moved backwards, kneeling between his legs. She
kept going, tracing kisses across his chest and stomach, pausing to pay a
little attention to his navel. She smiled as he jumped.

When she got to his waistband, she glanced up at him. He was watching her
intently. No fear. No worry. Just wonder. She

continued. Kissing just above his waistband, she reached up and

hooked her fingers into his boxers, drawing them down slowly. Each

inch uncovered was kissed just as slowly.

        She pulled back and drew off
his boxers, throwing them aside. She stayed sitting back, looking at him,
soaking in his beauty.

        Her hands moved of their own
volition. They came up and ran over his legs to his waist. She bent down and
kissed the inside of his leg just above his knee. Kiss after kiss she went up
the inside of his leg, stopping just short of her goal. Laughing when he
groaned, she went to his other leg, starting in the same place, going just as
slowly. She stopped again, just shy of where she wanted to be. Her face
hovering inches above his throbbing member, she looked at him once more. 'Not
yet' she said to herself. Her face lowered past his penis and went to his
balls. She licked them, paying equal attention to both. Sucking on them,
licking them, kissing them. All the while her hair was brushing his penis. He
moaned, moving under her, reaching for something that he didn't know what it
was. He groaned again, panting.

        "Setsuna, please!"

        That was all she needed.
Pulling back from his balls, she

looked up at him. Hunger was evident on his face. Making sure she

had his undivided attention, she brought her face as close to his penis as she
could without touching him. With the tip of her tongue, she slowly licked up
his shaft. By the time she got to the top, he was to the point of screaming. At
the top, keeping her tongue on him, she opened her mouth and pushed the tip of
his penis into it. He did scream then, and just got louder as she slid her
mouth to the base of his penis.

        She stayed like that, gently
sucking, letting him get used to it. Then, slowly, she pulled back only to go
forward again. Gaining speed, adding pressure, she kept going, using his
moaning as cues to what he liked.

        She knew he was close when he
grabbed her head and tangled his fingers in her hair. She was right. A few
seconds later, his moans reached a fevered pitch.

        Gasping, he said,
"Set...Setsuna...I don't...I don't want

to..."

        She understood. But she had a
surprise for him. She sucked harder and pumped faster, bringing him to the
climax. He couldn't hold out any longer. Grunting, he came. He was amazed when
she didn't pull back. She swallowed every bit of his cum, sucking on him still.

She sucked until his climax was over and he went soft again.

        Letting his penis slowly slide
out of her mouth, she let go

and looked at him. He was watching her with eyes full of wonder and
contentment.

        'Please don't' She thought.
'Don't ruin it.'

        He obliged her. Grabbing her
arms, he drew her towards him

for a kiss. The kiss was full and deep, sparking her already

heightened excitement.

        He plunged his tongue into her
mouth over and over. Tasting himself in her mouth was a wonderful aphrodisiac
and he reacted immediately. She did, too, feeling his reaction between her
legs.

        She was relaxing into the kiss
when he suddenly rolled over

and pinned her to the bed.

        He looked at her rakishly.
"My turn," he said, smiling.

        Her heart started beating
faster. His hands started at her

shoulders and ran down her sides to her hips where her shirt ended.

Copying her earlier movements, he slowly ran his hands up her body

inside her shirt, taking it off.

He didn't stop there, though. Instead of kissing her, he went downwards,
reaching for her shorts and underwear, taking both off at the same time. He sat
back, looking at her. There she lay for him in all her glory. For him.

        She caught her breath. Such
adoration in that look. 'And he's looking at me like that.'

        He leaned down to kiss her.
Then he kissed her cheek, her

neck, her throat, leading in a line to her nipple hardened breast. When his
mouth covered the pink pebble, she let out a surprised gasp at how good it
felt. She had had them sucked before, but this was different. This was
exquisite.

        She whimpered when he let go,
sighing when he settled on the other peak.

        After paying homage to the soft
mounds, he made his way south, using hands and lips to let her know how much he
loved the feel of her body.

        He made it to the soft mound of
hair between her legs and

stopped, sitting back.

        Confused once again, she looked
at him questioningly.

        Shyly, he looked down, only to
look away when he realized what he was looking at. A pink flush covered his
face and neck.

        "I'm sorry.
I...well...I've never...well...you know.

        She was so relieved. For a
moment she thought he was having second thoughts. Letting out a sigh of relief,
she took hold of his hands and pulled him to her.

        He almost lost it then. When
she pulled him to her, it was as if she was accepting him fully, not caring
about his flaws.

        "It's just that...well, I
want to give you what you gave me and ...I don't know what to do," he
finished in a rush.

        Laughing to herself inside her
head, she leaned back slightly and looked him in the eye. "Do whatever you
feel like doing. There is no right or wrong."

        The reassuring look in her eyes
gave him what he needed to go on.

        Taking his hands from around
her back, he slid them down her sides as she leaned back all the way. He
continued downward to her inner thighs, pushing them apart. He rubbed his hands
up the inside of her thighs, following with his lips.

        He stopped when his nose came
in contact with her pubic hair. Such a smell, sweet and musky all in one. The
smell was enough to drive him wild.

        He buried his nose in her
cleft, taking a deep breath. The,

using both hands, he opened her lips, revealing the quivering pink

flesh. Completely surprising himself, he reached out his tongue and gave her a
long, sensuous lick up her pussy.

        Gasping with shock and
pleasure, she arched off the bed.

Encouraged that he could make her do that, he continued. Opening he lips wider,
he found her small pearl of pleasure. With a deep breath, he dived in. Sucking
and licking, he gave her as much pleasure that she gave him. When his mouth got
tired, he used his fingers, on her clit and in her vagina, instinctively
knowing how deep and how fast to go.

        She was in complete ecstasy.
Moaning and crying and sometimes screaming. Writhing and bucking against his
mouth and fingers. Her cries and movements gave him the clues he needed to know
what to do.

        Suddenly, he body tensed, the
muscles of her vagina

contracting. With a wonderfully erotic scream, she came, relaxing to the bed.
As she came to, she realized that he hadn't stopped. He kept sucking on her nub
and fingering her. She felt the next wave coming in, and it was coming in fast.
Panting, she raised up on her elbows.

        "Seiya...please...stop. I
can't...I can't take it."

He didn't stop. He knew she didn't want him to. He sucked

harder and pumped faster. With a scream and a jerk, she came again, shuddering
as she fell to the bed.

        This time he stopped. He
crawled up beside her and lay there. Looking at her.

        'So beautiful.'

        She opened her eyes and reached
a hand up to draw his face to hers. She kissed him with all the passion she had
in her and only stopped when she felt his heat on her leg. Breaking the kiss,
she looked down at his apparent excitement.

        "Looks like we get to do more,"
she said with a sultry glance. She laid him back and straddled him once more,
his penis standing against her stomach. She reached down and began rubbing it.
At the same time, she moved against him, setting the rhythm.

        He started breathing heavily,
knowing subconsciously what she was doing and what it was leading up to. He
reached and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her closer to his staff.

        Taking the cue, she reached to
the nightstand and grabbed the small package there. Still moving against him,
she tore it open with he teeth and took the condom out.

        He looked at it. Red. A red
condom. That alone made him

want it more.

        Stopping her movements, she
grabbed his member and rolled the red sheath onto it, using pressure to make it
pleasurable.

        Then, with a glance at him to
make sure he was ready, she got to her knees and positioned herself above his
shaft.

        Keeping eye contact, she
lowered herself onto him. He let out a long hiss as she slid down. The faces he
made as emotions crossed his face was all she needed. Extreme happiness,
ultimate pleasure, wonder, lust, love, all fought for dominance on his face.
She could have died happy right there.

        Allowing him to cement the
feeling in his mind, she stayed

there, not moving. She leaned down, and kissed him. After a few

moments, she moved a little, slowly, letting him get the full benefit of it.
Gradually, she sped up, going faster and deeper, showing him variety and
creativity.

        He surprised her by flipping
her over, taking the dominant

position. He leaned down and kissed her, full and deep, all the while pistoning
into her. He reveled in the feel of her around him. This would be something he
would never forget.

        He braced himself on his hands
and a smile crossed his face. No, more like a devilish gleam. He stopped, deep
inside her. Then he slowly pulled out, only to ram back in just as deep. She
moaned sharply. Over and over he did it until he could stand it no longer. Picking
up the pace, he went deep into her quickly, fighting his way to his climax.

        Then he knew he was about to
come. He panicked. 'No! Not

without her!' He stopped.

        She opened her eyes, knowing he
was not stopping for another teasing trick. Panting, she looked at him.
Understanding flooded her brain. She started moving again, smiling. "Don't
worry. Just squeeze."

        For a moment he thought she had
gone insane. Then he squeezed. It was amazing. That little movement stopped his
climax right where it was. It didn't feel too bad either. He started pumping
again, held at that point in his climb.

        Then he felt her tightening
around him. He knew she was close. The shuddering began and then she screamed,
bucking violently against him. He let go, screaming with her. His sex jumped
inside her, being massaged by her spasming muscles. They both collapsed into
the bed, still wrapped around each other, him still buried deep.

After she regained some strength, she staggered to the bathroom for a towel.
She cleaned herself and him and then lay back, exhausted. He wrapped himself
around her, and they slept.

________

        She woke up later and realized
someone was holding her. And she was naked. What was more, so was he.

        Opening her eyes, she turned
and her face came in contact with soft black hair. The memories flooded back
and she sighed and smiled.

        "I'm glad to know that you
feel the same way I do."

        She turned her head and looked
into his beautiful blue eyes. She leaned forward to kiss him. He gladly
accepted, thanking fate for putting such a wonderful woman in his path.

        Finis

Note: Seiya and Setsuna are two of my favorite characters, and I don't think
people give them enough credit in fanfiction. There just aren't that many
stories about Setsuna where she isn't being elusive or seducing Mamoru. As for
Seiya, the Seiya and Usagi thing has been run in the ground in my opinion.
Also, this is my first fanfic and hentai at that, so I don't really know exactly
what I'm doing. Please give me some feedback, good or bad.

        Sabisan25@aol.com

Dedications:

        To Susan, my Michiru: Thanks
for giving me the confidence to submit this. Also for stopping me from making
Haruka think Seiya was completely gross. Aishiteru, my little sis.

        To Wendy, my Haruka: Thanks for
readihe phe parts you didn't want to and editing all of it. I love you too, my
other little sis.

        To Shawn, my friend: Thanks for
reading this, if you did. I told you there were some things about me you didn't
know.

        To Saun, my fave fanfic writer:
You are a great inspiration to me. I love your stories and I hope you keep
writing them.
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