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Zoisite	By : SailorSol Category: Sailor Moon > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 5850 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: This takes place after �Back to Earth�, Chapter 62 of �Diamohns are Forever�, after �Tanzanite� is �captured� and Sailor Terra returns to Earth.

ZOISITE

When Tanzanite was hit by Kishi Mercury, Zoisite jumped to his feet with a cry.

�No, Zoisite,� Metalia snapped. �Stay here.�

�My Queen!� he objected. �I can find where they are taking Tanzanite! I can retrieve her!�

�No, Zoisite,� Metalia repeated. �You will stay here.�

Zoisite looked at Kunzite, and then collapsed between him and Soladite, a stricken look on his face.

�Jadeite, return!� Metalia commanded.

They watched anxiously while Jadeite retreated to the side of the youma. Just as he reached it, Endymion threw a rose that embedded itself in the shield of the youma and caused all of the collection crystals in the shield to darken.

When Jadeite appeared in the throne room, one hand on the youma, he looked as though he were angry enough to kill.

�My Queen,� he said. �May I speak with you privately?�

�Everyone else is dismissed,� Metalia said. �Strategies for retrieving Tanzanite will be considered starting after the coming rest period. Zoisite, Tanzanite will be retrieved.�

�I think we should catch one of them,� Soladite muttered. She levered herself up and helped Kunzite get Zoisite to his feet. They led him out of the throne room, murmuring to him the entire time.

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Soldaite woke to the titillating sensation of hands sliding over her bare skin, exploring her body as if it were unfamiliar territory.

The hands were not Kunzite�s, which she knew as well as her own. They were not Jadeite�s, since he would never dare to trespass where she was sleeping now.

She arched into the gentle, almost tentative, touch, and slowly opened her eyes.

Zoisite was lying next to her, his emerald eyes fixed on her face. His face was a conflict of desperate need and knawing doubt.

She knew that Zoisite missed Tanzanite like a part of himself. Every day without Tanzanite was agony to him. She wanted to help him but until this moment, she had not been able to think of how.

Realizing that he would not take the next step, she leaned forward, cupped his face in one hand, and brought her lips to meet his.

The light press of her lips was all the encouragement that Zoisite needed. He pulled her up against him and began running his hands over her more firmly, touching her everywhere, and watching both her face and the actual reactions of her body.

Her nipples tightened under his caresses, and then even more as he drew his agile tongue over them. He licked and sucked at them for a long while, marveling at their response, both like and unlike his own.

Her skin twitched and shivered as he ran his hands over her body. She gasped and moaned as he explored sensitive areas with his hands, and then his mouth.

His lips traveled from her soft, yielding breasts to her firm stomach, to the apex of her softly haired mound. His hands delved lower, stroking the edges of her hidden folds, and then explored cautiously. He encountered heat and moisture, which he expected, and then slippery wetness, which made him bring his hand up to look at the substance that was coating his fingers.

Experimentally, Zoisite touched his tongue to the liquid on his fingers. Other than Tanzanite, who he was bonded to, his only other encounter with a female had been one disastrous encounter with Beryl that he barely remembered.

He did remember that she had been insulting upon viewing his flaccid member, and then abusive when her wiles not only did not produce an erection, but instead somehow made it seem to become smaller and even softer.

He also remembered that she had tried to force his head between her legs before beating him and sending him away in disgust. He remembered retuning to Kunzite shaking in pain and fear.

There would be no such disaster with Soladite. He could feel his erection pressed against the silk sheets, hot and hard, already throbbing with need. Soladite was pliant and warm, and more than willing, but waiting for him.

Carefully, he kissed his way up her body until his head lay between her breasts. He reached up to cup both of them as he looked up at her.

The look on her face, both tender and needful, her golden eyes glowing with power, took his breath away. She suddenly seemed to him as much a goddess as Metalia, but one to be worshipped in a wholly different way.

No longer hesitant, he moved up further until his hips nestled on hers. He moved around until the tip of his erection sank into her entrance. He paused there, on the threshold of paradise, while the need and the power sang in his veins.

Finally, he moved forward quickly, burying himself in her and capturing her lips with his all at once.

She arched into his thrust, showing him that she was ready for him, and that she welcomed him. Her arms wrapped around him to embrace him as he buried his face in her neck and began pumping slowly and steadily.

Soladite arched into his thrusts, moaning and gasping in his ear, rubbing her hands up and down his back, showing him in many ways that this was as pleasurable for her as it was for him.

As the tension and sensation built, with power swirling around them, neither of them noticed the door open and another person enter the room.

***** *****

Kunzite came silently into the room, not wishing to wake either of his lovers. His emergency summons from Jadeite had been discrete enough that he could handle the problem without waking either Zoisite or Soladite. He and Jadeite had impressed on Takara yet again that he should leave Amethyst alone and confine his attentions to pleasure youma.

Kunzite paused just inside the door when he noticed the activity on the bed. He stood still for a moment, watching the power coalesce and swirl in the dimly lit room. The power was concentrated on the two figures in the bed, joined in a deliberate and ceaseless rhythm.

Zoisite and Soladite were lying together on the black coverings, showing Kunzite something he had never dared hope to see.

Golden and honey colored hair twined together in a tangle of warm color. Two bodies lay entwined, moving together, their minds focused on a single goal.

Zoisite�s pale hips were moving back and forth between Soladite�s golden-tinted thighs. Under the edge of one thigh, Kunzite could see Zoisite�s shaft, glistening with Soladite�s fluids, sliding in and out of her body.

Soladite�s arms were wrapped around Zoisite�s body, stroking his back, and then clutching at his shoulders, and then stroking his back again. Zoisite�s hands were cupping Soladite�s breasts and massaging them as he pumped into her.

Their lips were meeting time and again in kisses of such passion that it took Kunzite�s breath away. He stayed where he was, wishing that the sight before him would never end. He felt his shaft harden and begin throbbing in time to his heartbeat as he watched them.

Finally, their movements became more erratic and quicker. Soladite was clutching Zoisite�s shoulders harder and her low moans were becoming unmodulated cries. Zoisite�s vocalizations were muffled as he buried his face in Soladite�s neck, his thrusts increasing in speed and force as he reached the limits of his endurance.

Finally, Soladite arched under him and cried out in completion as her fingers clutched him spasmodically. She twitched and spasmed under him as he thrust a few more times and then buried himself the deepest in her and cried out his release.

Soladite held Zoisite gently as he trembled in the aftermath of his orgasm. She murmured quietly to him, and Kunzite heard Zoisite respond to her. She brushed his sweaty hair away from his cheek and kissed him gently. He smiled and kissed her, chastely at first, and then with passion.

Kunzite stepped forward, his hands unfastening his belt. Seeing the two of them make love to one another had wakened a powerful hunger in him that he had not known he possessed. He had made love to each of them individually, but never together. Either of them had always either been absent from the bed or asleep. Now, they were not only both awake and present, but they were still entwined in the aftermath of their own passion.

By the time he reached the bed, he had divested himself of all of his clothing and he stood at the side of the bed for a moment, completely naked and suddenly unsure of how to proceed.

Zoisite slowly disentangled himself from Soladite and moved to one side, lying back without taking his eyes from Kunzite, his eyes bright with a verdant glow.

Soladite looked at Zoisite first, and then held her hand out to Kunzite.

�Did you like what you saw, Kunzitosama?� she asked softly, her voice still husky with passion.

Without a word, Kunzite knelt on the bed and lowered himself onto her, slipping into place where Zoisite had just been. He positioned himself and sheathed himself fully inside Soladite while he pulled Zoisite to him and brought his lips to Zoisite�s in one of the most passionate kisses they had shared since Soladite�s arrival.

�Kiss her again,� he whispered to Zoisite when he released him. �Never hesitate to touch her because I am here.�

Obediently, Zoisite leaned down to kiss Soladite, and then he moved further to suckle at her breasts, drawing first a gasp and then a moan from her.

Kunzite leaned back on his heels and pulled Soladite�s hips up to his own, so that Zoisite still had unrestricted access to her upper body. He cupped her hips where they swelled out from her waist and began moving her back and forth on his shaft.

Soladite reached out to him, wordlessly entreating that he pull her to him. Zoisite moved back as he did, and then she looked over her shoulder at Zoisite.

A look passed between the two of them that Kunzite could not interpret, but Zoisite understood. He moved behind her, where she was spread open by being impaled by Kunzite. He moved up behind her and reached around to cup her breasts, pressed up against Kunzite�s chest.

Kunzite gasped as Zoisite�s agile fingers found his nipples at the same time that they danced across Soladite�s. Then, Kunzite saw one slender hand reach for a white jar that always sat on the table next to the bed, and he understood.

He held Soladite tightly against him, stilling his motions and holding himself motionless in her tight heat while Zoisite coated his fingers with the lubricant in the jar and then slid his fingers between Soladite�s buttocks.

A gasp in his ear told Kunzite that Zoisite had penetrated Soladite�s nether entrance and that he was stroking her in a way that neither of them had touched her up to now.

Kunzite held her still while Zoisite carefully stretched her, inserting two fingers when one was comfortable, and scissoring them to stretch her more. He kissed her deeply while she shivered as Zoisite inserted a third finger into her. He licked her neck and nibbled on her ear as Zoisite withdrew his fingers and positioned himself at her back entrance.

�Just relax,� he heard Zoisite whisper. �It won�t hurt much, and then it will be absolutely glorious.�

�I know,� she gasped as he first entered her. �It�s just been a while, and the last time wasn�t by my will.�

Zoisite stopped, half-sheathed in her. He could feel Kunzite�s shaft inside her, rubbing against him through a thin barrier of flesh.

�Takara?� he asked softly. He knew that Takara was capable of great cruelty where she was concerned, but he thought that there were limits to what the man would do.

�No,� she finally sighed, pressing her forehead against Kunzite�s chest while her shoulders heaved. �He has four youma that don�t look like youma. They look like the Shitennou. He told them to � to � � Her voice failed her as she remembered how betrayed she had felt, how she had begged Takara for surcease from them, and how the one that looked like Zoisite had violated her.

�He brought in the ones that looked like Jadeite and Kunzite first,� she murmured against Kunzite�s chest, knowing Zoisite would hear her. �That was horrible enough. They took turns with my mouth and � I didn�t know what to think. When they � finished, they left. Then the ones that looked like Nephrite and Zoisite came in next. The one that looked like Nephrite � used me like Takara did. He never wanted to use my mouth, either. The one that looked like � Zoisito � he � he did something different.� She started hyperventilating, and fought valiantly to fight off the panic that was starting to build, now that she was actually being penetrated in such a fashion, once again.

�He did what I am doing,� Zoisite whispered against her back, kissing her between her shoulder blades. �Only he did it with no preparation, no gentleness, and no care but for taking you.�

�Both at once,� she sobbed. �I didn�t realize how much I was avoiding you � until earlier. Please don�t stop, Zoisito. If I don�t defeat this fear that he�s made in me, then it will be there for him to use. I trust you, and I love you. I know you won�t hurt me.�

�Never,� Zoisite vowed. He lifted her heavy hair away from her neck so that he could press kisses to it while he reached around the front of her to cup her breasts once more.

He looked up into Kunzite�s eyes, and the two of them shared an understanding borne of earlier experiences. Zoisite had been the target of the desires of other men more than once. A few times, they had managed to hurt him before Kunzite could get to him, or before Zoisite killed them. Kunzite had helped Zoisite present only his strengths to the Dark Kingdom more than once.

�Just relax, Soladite,� Zoisite said softly. �Close your eyes if you want to, or look at Kunzitosama. He is certainly enough to distract you, ne?�

�Hai,� Soladite said. She raised her head and looked into Kunzite�s eyes.

�Help me, Kunzitosama,� she whispered. �Help me take away Takara�s power over me.�

�We will, Soladite,� Kunzite promised. �I know you trust me. Trust Zoisite the same, and all will be well.�

She nodded and clung to Kunzite, shuddering, as Zoisite slowly pumped back and forth until he was fully sheathed in her.

Zoisite stopped once he was all the way in, allowing Soladite to get accustomed to the intrusion, and to allow him to get a grip on his own passions. His earlier encounter with Soladite and this one were the first time he had been the active participant in sex in quite a while, and the last time had been to show someone their place.

Finally, she stopped shaking and moved back against him. He nodded to Kunzite, and the two of them began moving in a complicated rhythm: Kunzite withdrew and then Zoisite withdrew while Kunzite thrust forward. They kept Soladite filled in one way or another, and they kept her mind on the present and the physical sensations, rather than the past.

Soladite gasped and moaned, and clung to Kunzite while the two of them built their rhythm, thrusting alternately, and sharing a sexual partner for the first time in their long lives.

They both reached a peak before Soladite. Kunzite reached it first, losing the rhythm they had built and clutching her to him as he thrust a few fast times and shouting as he filled her with his seed.

The sight and sound of Kunzite climaxing was Zoisite�s undoing. He tightened his grip on her breasts and buried his face in the back of her neck as he felt his own climax rush over him and he spilled his own essence into her for the second time.

Soladite shifted as Zoisite withdrew, and gave a disappointed sigh. Zoisite pulled away a bit, and reached out to help the other two into more comfortable positions.

Kunzite surprised both of them. He pulled out of Soladite and turned her around so that she faced Zoisite.

�We are not finished yet, Zoisito,� he said softly. �Hold onto her.�

Kunzite moved up behind Soladite and Zoisite guessed his purpose. He reached out to cup Soladite�s breasts once again, this time deliberately massaging them and even gently tweaking the pebbled nipples.

Soladite tensed and let out a small squeak as Kunzite�s hands closed on her hips and Zoisite saw him move closer to her. She reached out to steady herself on Zoisite�s shoulders, and Zoisite watched in fascination as Kunzite gently and carefully pressed himself into her back passage, where Zoisite had been only moments before.

Zoisite watched Soladite�s face with fascination as Kunzite entered her fully, and then began thrusting back and forward. Her eyes were wide and she looked as though she might feel like she couldn�t breathe. The only sound that came from her was a series of soft gasps and an occasional �oh�.

�Zoisito,� Kunzite growled softly from where he had pressed his forehead to Soladite�s shoulder.

Zoisite looked at his lover, and then he reached down and slipped his fingers into the folds between Soladite�s thights, seeking the hard nodule that he knew was there.

He reached too far back at first, and his fingers encountered her dilated rear passage and Kunzite�s shaft sliding in and out of her. He kept his hands there for a few moments, feeling the hard, silken length move back and forth, covered in the slippery lubricant and Soladite�s own lubricant from Kunzite�s earlier penetration of her, as well as Zoisite�s seed.

Finally, Zoisite pulled his hands back and found the bundle of nerves that he sought. He gently massaged it in time with Kunzite�s thrusts, watching Soladite carefully.

For a while, the only outward signs of Soladite�s response was a flush that slowly crept over her body, even more copious lubrication flowing from her, and the swelling of the folds between her legs. She started moving in response to what both of them were doing, meeting Kunzite�s thrusts and rubbing herself against Zoisite�s fingers.

Finally, her movements lost their fluidity and became jerky and erratic. She had closed her eyes and now she opened them again and gazed into Zoisite�s eyes. Zoisite leaned forward until they were nose to nose, never stopping what his busy fingers were doing.

Finally, she seemed to convulse, and the flesh under Zoisite�s fingers seemed to harden more and pulse several times, while Soladite closed her eyes tightly and let out a guttural scream and her fingers tightened painfully on his shoulders.

Zoisite felt more than saw or heard Kunzite tighten his grip on her hips and thrust into her several more times before reaching his own peak and once more filling her with his seed.

Soladite clung to Zoisite, eyes closed and tears streaming down her cheeks, breathing as though she had run for miles. Zoisite withdrew his hands from between her legs and reached to support her, since she seemed unable to sit upright on her own.

When his breath regained its normal rhythm, Kunzite gently withdrew from Soladite and rearranged her and then himself so that the two of them could lay down. He created a soft cloth to carefully clean Soladite as she struggled to calm her own breathing. When he was finished, he curled one arm around her body, holding her up against him, and he used the other arm to draw Zoisite closer, so that the three of them were pressed together with Soladite in the center for once.

�Did we hurt you, Soladite?� Zoisite asked softly. She shook her head slightly, her eyes still closed while her breathing slowly calmed and her tears ceased.

�We would never hurt you, saiai,� Kunzite said, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. �I knew you needed to know pleasure that way again, or you would remain afraid.�

�You are right, Kunzitosama,� Soladite said softly. �I was frightened, even of you, but I would not admit it until I felt you enter me there. Why did you never do that before?�

�I never needed to,� he replied. �I needed to join with you, and I far prefer to see the face of my bedpartner. You know that I usually take Zoisite from the front. This time, you needed this, to remove the fear.�

�Yes,� she said, still clinging to Zoisite. �Aishiteru, Kunzitosama. Aishiteru, Zoisito. I will never forget this.�

�I have purged a fear, as well,� Zoisite said. �I was never truly comfortable around you, Soladite, because of Beryl. It was her habit to summon her generals to her bed. She used to summon Kunzite partly to annoy me. She only summoned me once.�

�I remember,� Soladite said. �I was imprisoned in a crystal in a corner of her bedchamber. She did not summon Kunzitosama only to hurt you, Zoisito. She did it to hurt me, as well. She knew that it would hurt my spirit more than I could tell to see him in her bed. I saw what she did to you. I nearly broke the crystal in my anger.�

�For me?� Zoisite asked, astonished.

�You thought I didn�t love you, too?� Soladite asked, looking up at him again. �I loved you at first because Kunzitosama loved you. Then, I loved you for the things you did for my sister. Finally, I grew to love you for yourself. I would have loved all four of you if all you ever did was frighten Takara into behaving. As it was, you were all kind and loving and everything I could have wanted. I loved all of you, I just loved Kunzitosama and you the best.�

�We need to find those youma,� Zoisite said. �We need to destroy them.�

�We will inform the queen,� Kunzite said. �We will ask her what we should do about them. We will not overstep ourselves.�

�But youma that look like us � � Zoisite protested.

�Above all, we obey the queen, Zoisito,� Kunzite rumbled. �You know that.�

�Hai, Kunzitosama,� Zoisite said. �It�s just � �

�I know,� Kunzite said. �After we rest, we will report to the queen.�

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