Like A Bolt From The Blue
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"

        Tokyo was reeling, along with much of eastern Japan, under the force of a major tropical storm. Most schools and businesses had been closed that day, and travel had ground to a standstill as the authorities closed the roads and shut down the trains. So it was that, just after midnight, Kino Makoto was awakened by the sound of pounding on her front door. Initially fearing the storm was tearing her building apart, she quickly realized it was just someone knocking.
        "Who could that possibly be?" Mako wondered, as she climbed out of bed and the doorbell chimed.
        Though wearing only a short, scanty nightgown, Mako switched on the light and walked to the door, confident that her physical strength and her martial arts skills would be enough to handle any intruder. The window beside the door had been shuttered to protect it from the storm, and she couldn't make out the voice on the other side of the door over the noise of the wind. Bracing herself, Mako opened the door slightly, finding her friend, Asagiri Shinozaki, soaked, shivering, and bleeding from a gash at his left temple.
        "Shinozaki!" she cried, grabbing her friend and dragging him inside.
        "Mako," he said, his voice merely a hoarse whisper.
        He was virtually dead weight as she brought him in and slammed the door closed.
        "What happened to you?" she asked, her voice brimming with concern.
        He didn't answer.
        Realizing just how wet and cold he was, she maneuvered him into the bathroom. She turned on the water in the shower, then began peeling off his clothes, stripping him down to his underpants. As he could hardly stand on his own, Mako stepped into the tub with him and pulled the curtain closed, moving him into the spray. The water quickly soaked her nightgown, making it at least as transparent as his already wet underpants. Modesty, however, was the least of her concerns as she vigorously swept her hands over him, working to restore his circulation and to warm him up. As he began to regain some color and warmth, she wiped the blood away from the cut on his head, finding it to be less serious than it looked.
        "Thank you, Mako," he whispered.
        "No problem," she told him. "This is what friends are for."
        Shinozaki had been there for her almost her entire life, particularly offering her a shoulder to cry on when her young love life had crashed and burned, and after the death of her parents. He knew her better than anyone alive and, she realized, filled a unique place in her life that she could not precisely define, but also knew she didn't want to have to do without.
        Finally, after more than five minutes under the hot spray, she turned off the water, opened the shower curtain, and grabbed for a towel. After a preliminary wipe down of both Shinozaki and herself, Mako recognized that her nightgown and his underpants both needed to go. She pulled off her nightgown, which was clinging tightly to her body, and then slipped off her panties, tossing both into the laundry basket. Now naked, she turned her attention to him, grasping his underpants and sliding them down. Because he was still so out of it, she had to sit him down on the edge of the tub to get his underpants off of him, tossing them in the basket as well. Turning back to him, she got her first real look at her best friend naked. Despite the overriding force of her immediate concern for him, she was surprised to find herself growing aroused. Ignoring that for a moment, she finished rubbing him down with the towel, then moved him into her bedroom and slid him under the covers. After putting a bandage on his cut, she returned to the bathroom, collected his clothes, along with her nightgown and panties, and put them in the washing machine. As the machine filled with water, she went back to her bedroom, slipped on a fresh pair of panties, and climbed under the covers beside him. His body was still slightly chilly, but she could feel him responding to the warmth of her body. She brushed a hand along his cheek, then, surprising herself, lightly kissed his lips. His eyes very briefly fluttered open, but closed again and he was quickly asleep.
        "You'll be fine now," she said softly.
        She looked at his sleeping face, coming to realize that he was quite attractive. 'I wonder why he's never found a serious girlfriend?' she thought. As she thought about it more, she couldn't recall him dating any girl more than twice. She hoped he wasn't waiting for her to get her love life in order first, as that could take a while. Lying beside him, she snuggled closer to share more of her warmth with him. Asleep, he instinctively moved toward her, wrapping an arm over her chest. The bare flesh of his arm made contact with her bare breasts. The contact felt like a series of small electric shocks, as her nipples suddenly swelled and grew erect. She endured the increasingly pleasant sensation for a minute before gently taking his arm and sliding it down. On a whim, however, she brushed his fingertips over her nipple. She nearly gasped as a feeling of warm wetness spread through her abdomen. Understanding what the warmth meant, and not sure she wanted to go there with Shinozaki, Mako moved his hand down onto her abdomen and let it rest there.
        After about forty-five minutes, she woke up, realizing that her washing machine had just turned off. She carefully slipped herself out of bed and walked softly into the kitchen, where she moved the clothes into the dryer and switched it on. Returning to her bedroom, she switched off the light, then slid under the covers alongside him, again experiencing a flash of aroused pleasure as her bare flesh came in contact with his. The thought ran through her mind questioning if they should really be sharing a bed with him naked and she nearly so. 'Oh, it's just Shinozaki,' she thought, dismissing the concern. She found herself quickly becoming very comfortable with his presence beside her, and soon fell asleep.
        Mako woke early the next morning. She could still hear the wind blowing and the clatter of heavy rainfall on the roof and shutters. 'Guess I'm not going anywhere today,' she thought.
        She looked over at Shinozaki, still asleep beside her. They'd had sleepovers when they were younger, but this was the first time they had spent the night in the same bed. She had never expected to find it so pleasant and comfortable having him there beside her. As she very gently ran her hand over his chest, she could tell that he was no longer so chilled as he had been the night before. She touched his cheek, finding it rough and bristly, realizing that he needed a shave. Slipping out of bed, still wearing only a pair of panties, she took a bathrobe from her closet and pulled it on. She then walked into the kitchen, where she turned the dryer on again briefly to fluff up the clothes inside. Removing the clothes, she folded them and went into her bedroom. She laid out his clothes on the bed, while returning her nightgown and panties to her dresser.
        Returning to the kitchen, the true center of a home for someone who loved to cook like she did, Mako quickly began preparing breakfast. She soon heard sounds of him stirring.
        "Mako?" he called, uncertainly.
        "I'm in the kitchen, Shinozaki," she answered.
        "I guess that figures," he said.
        He emerged from the bedroom, wearing his pants and shirt.
        "How are you feeling?" she asked.
        "OK, I guess," he said. "I take it I must have made it here."
        "Soaked to the skin and half frozen," she said. "What were you doing out in this storm?"
        "Well, uhm, with the weather like this, I thought, ah, you could use some company," he said.
        "Come on," she said, handing him a cup of coffee. "You could have come over way earlier, before things got so bad. I can tell you're holding something back. What's the real reason?"
        He took a deep breath. "I think my folks are splitting up," he said.
        Mako stood there, stunned. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, placing her hand gently over his, and finding a soft ache in her own heart for him. "Did they say they were splitting up?"
        "No, not in so many words," he said, leaning heavily against the counter, and taking a sip of the coffee. "But they've had a running argument for almost the last week, which seemed to erupt any time they spoke to each other. Then, they left on separate trips."
        "Well, that's not conclusive that they're breaking up," she told him.
        "I know. But I found the phone number of a divorce attorney in my dad's planner."
        Mako simply nodded her head, squeezing his hand comfortingly. "Don't worry. Things will all work out," she said.
        "Thanks, Mako. Thanks for taking me in, and for listening," he said.
        "That's what friends are for. And you've always done this for me," she reminded him. "Now, you can't face your troubles on an empty stomach, and master chef Mako has prepared a masterpiece, if I do say so myself."
        "You always do," he said, as she set a plate in front of him. "Uh, prepare a masterpiece, I mean."
        After they had finished eating, he sat down on her couch.
        "So, did you completely undress me last night?" he asked.
        "Why? Embarrassed?" she asked, grinning.
        "Well, I'm not sure," he said.
        "Yes, I did undress you," she said. "You were completely soaked, and freezing, and you had to get out of those wet clothes if you were going to warm up. Any problem with that?"
        "No. Thank you very much," he said, then grinned. "I'm just sorry that it was one-sided."
        "Oh, you! You're impossible!"
        Mako whacked him with a throw pillow. He raised his arms to shield his head from the repeated blows.
        "Enough, enough," he cried.
        As she lowered the pillow, Shinozaki suddenly rolled off the couch and started tickling her. She collapsed to the floor, struggling unsuccessfully to resume her attack with the pillow.
        "No fair!" she exclaimed, trying to roll away from him. No one else had ever been able to seriously tickle her. Shinozaki, however, knew just the right way, and in almost an instant could have her writhing helplessly on the floor.
        Just then, he inadvertently pulled loose the cincture of her bathrobe, which fell open, revealing her bare breasts. He froze, then quickly shifted himself off of her, turning his face as away as, blushing, she pulled her robe closed again.
        "Uhm, I, ah, I'm sorry about that, Mako," he stammered. "I, uh, really didn't, ahm, mean for that to happen."
        "I know," she said, still breathless herself. "No big deal."

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        By two in the afternoon, the weather had at last calmed down to merely a heavy downpour, allowing them to return to Shinozaki's house and collect some of his things. Mako had insisted that he stay with her until his parents came back. The trip was still difficult as low-lying streets were flooded, and the storm drains had been hopelessly overloaded. As a result, it took them nearly an hour to get to his house and back to her apartment. When they did return, they were soaked once more.
        Shinozaki laid out his clothes in her spare room, insisting she should have first access to the shower. Mako decided not to argue with him, going into her room, peeling off her wet clothes, then pulling on her bathrobe and heading into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, she emerged, feeling much better.
        "All yours," she told him.
        "Thank you," he replied.
        He was now wearing a bathrobe of his own. As he went into the bathroom, she recalled her shower with him the night before. Returning to her bedroom, she dressed in slacks and a turtleneck.
        The phone rang just as she came out of her bedroom.
        "Moshi, moshi," she said into the handset.
        "Makoto-chan?" a woman's voice asked.
        "Yes."
        "This is Mrs. Asagiri."
        "Oh, hello," Mako said. "How are you?"
        "Fine, thank you. Is Shinozaki with you? I tried our house and got no answer."
        "Yes. He is here," she said. "But he's in the shower, just now. I'm afraid he got absolutely soaked on his way over here."
        "Oh, that's too bad," Mrs. Asagiri said. "He is all right?"
        "Oh, fine," Mako told her. She paused for a moment, then decided to press forward. "Actually, he's very concerned about you and Mr. Asagiri."
        "Really? Why?"
        "Well, I hope I'm not out of line, but he seems to think you might be splitting up."
        "What? Where would he ever get that idea?" Mrs. Asagiri asked.
        "He told me you'd been having some sort of ongoing fight, that you'd each left on separate trips, and that he'd found the phone number of a divorce lawyer in his dad's planner," Mako told her.
        The older woman paused. "Oh, my. I'd never stopped to think how it must have looked," she said quietly. "There was an argument, but it certainly wasn't serious. Well, at least not that serious. It actually had to do with our trips. I'm staying with a college friend whose husband has cancer, while my husband is with an old friend of his who is going through a messy divorce. He told me he thought his friend's attorney was giving bad advice, so that's probably why he was calling another attorney."
        "Well, I'm happy to hear that that's the case," Mako said. "I'll tell Shinozaki and have him call you."
        "Thank you, dear," she said. "I'm so glad he has such a good friend like you. You're just what he needs. Here, let me give you the number."
        Mako scribbled down the number, then read it back to make sure she had it right.
        "Yes. That's right," Mrs. Asagiri said.
        "OK. I'll give this to Shinozaki. Goodbye, Mrs. Asagiri," Mako said.
        "Goodbye, dear," Mrs. Asagiri replied.
        Mako switched off the phone and returned the handset to its cradle. She was munching on a rice ball when Shinozaki came out of the bathroom.
        "Shinozaki. Your mother called while you were in the shower," Mako told him.
        "Really? Where was she?"
        "She left a number. It's by the phone," she said. "She also explained what's going on. She's not breaking up with your dad."
        "But the divorce attorney..."
        "Is for an old friend of your father's who going through a messy divorce. Your dad thought he might not be getting good legal advice," Mako explained.
        With a sigh of relief he leaned against the couch.
        "I told her you'd call back," Mako said.
        "Yes. Yes, of course," he replied. "I can't tell you how happy this makes me."
        "And I'm very happy for you."
        He thought for a moment. "Mom probably also wants to take another shot at playing matchmaker."
        "Oh? Trying to find a nice girl to fix you up with?" Mako asked with a grin.
        "Well, if you ask mom, she's already found her," he said.
        "Who?"
        "You."
        "Me?!" Mako asked, incredulous.
        "Yes. She's told me several times that she thinks we're perfect for each other, and that she would love to some day have you as a daughter-in-law. I keep telling her we're just friends."
        She recalled what Mrs. Asagiri had said on the phone: 'You're just what he needs.' Just then, Mako's communicator beeped. She looked down at it on her wrist, knowing she couldn't respond with Shinozaki right there.
        "I'm going to have to run out for a while," she said. "That'll allow you to be alone to talk with your mom. If that's all right."
        "Of course," he said. "Go on. Your team needs you."
        "My what?" she asked, her eyes wide.
        "Your team,... Sailor Jupiter."
        She was absolutely stunned, but could see the complete sincerity in his eyes. Finding herself unable to lie to him, and knowing that it probably wouldn't do any good, she could only ask an obvious if academic question. "How did you find out?"
        "Oh, come on, Mako," he said. "I know you too well. Maybe most people can't see it, but I only needed to hear Sailor Jupiter speak and see her move to know she was you."
        "Wow. I, uh, I don't know what to say," she said.
        "Don't worry about it. I can keep a secret," he said. "Besides, your friends need you to help stop whatever the latest menace is."
        "OK," she replied. "But when I get back, I'm going to tell you the whole story. I owe you that."
        "All right. If you think that's best," he said. "Take care of yourself."
        "I will," she said, as she opened the door.
        Shinozaki watched her leave, feeling a strange tugging at his heart. He knew she was quite capable of handling herself, so why this sudden response? Maybe it was that this was the first time he actually knew she was going off to fight as Sailor Jupiter, and that he was concerned for his friend. As she raced out of sight, he picked up the phone and dialed the number his mother had left.
        After talking to the others, Mako snapped her communicator closed and increased her speed, ignoring the wet and slippery condition of the sidewalk as the rain still came down. Few things could have surprised her more than to learn that Shinozaki knew her secret. At the same time, she was also experiencing new feelings around him. She wasn't sure just what this meant, but at the moment, there was a monster ahead to be stopped. Seeing that she was getting close to the site the others had reported, she ducked into an alley and transformed.

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        About an hour later, Mako returned home. As she reached her front door, she grumbled to herself that it just wasn't fair, she was drenched yet again. Stepping inside, she kicked off her shoes.
        "I'm back," she called to Shinozaki.
        "How did it go?" he asked, emerging from the spare room.
        "No sweat. This one was really third-rate. Not a big deal...," she said, her voice trailing off.
        As she looked at him, dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, it was like she was seeing him for the first time. He was still clearly her friend, but now she suddenly saw so much more, realizing just how handsome and attractive he was, and just how much he meant to her. The feelings took her breath away, and as she moved towards him she wondered how she could never have seen it before.
        At the same moment, Shinozaki experienced the same sort of eye-opening, becoming suddenly and completely aware that his best friend was a stunningly beautiful young woman who meant the world to him. As his heart pounded within him, he took a breath and stepped toward her.
        "Mako," he whispered.
        They came together in the middle of the living room. Suddenly awkward and uncertain, they each reached out with a hand. Their fingertips brushed, sending shock-like sensations through both of them as their hearts raced. Eyes focused deeply on one another, they continued to edge closer, fingers now intertwined. Newly released and recognized love burned intensely. Another small step and their bodies touched, increasing the emotions sweeping through them as they could now each feel the other's breath.
        "Oh, wow," she gasped, now having no awareness of anything but him.
        With a joint sigh of longing, they embraced tightly, pressing their lips together passionately. In only a moment, he felt her lips open and he slid his tongue into her mouth. She responded by caressing his tongue with her own.
        They kissed long and hard, like long-lost lovers, having suddenly discovered a part of themselves they hadn't known was missing. It was now unmistakably clear to both of them that they were not just best friends, but soul-mates.
        "Oh, Shinozaki," she whispered, when their mouths finally separated.
        "I don't understand this, but I just know it feels so right," he said.
        "Yes," she agreed. "It's like I've been blind. Suddenly I can see you for what you truly are to me."
        "And I can finally see you," he said.
        "Looks like your mother may have been right," Mako said with a grin.
        "Yes," he agreed. "And you can be sure she's not going to let us forget it."
        She pressed her lips back to his, this time sliding her tongue into him. At the same time, her arousal was increasing unbelievably. By merely holding and kissing her, he was making her hotter and wetter than any boy had ever done before. Her breasts felt like they were ready to just burst through her bra, while the familiar warm wetness was spreading inside her and emerging between her legs. Where such feelings had been cause for concern before, now, in his arms, they were entirely right, and she knew she was prepared to give free rein to her yearnings if he too was willing.
        He loved the taste of her kisses, feeling so amazingly complete in her arms. His penis had become hard and erect surprisingly fast as his body longed for him to go much farther with her. No other girl had ever made him feel such love or sexual desire.
        She grasped the back of his shirt and started pulling it up. He stepped back and raised his arms, letting her pull it off completely. She then ran her hands eagerly over his well-muscled chest, pressing her fingertips into the hard knots of his nipples.
        "Oh, Mako," he sighed.
        He took hold of her rain-soaked turtleneck, pulling it free of her slacks, and slipping it off. His fingers teased her full breasts through the wet fabric of her bra. She gasped softly as she looked into his face. He moved his hands down and opened her pants, sliding them down to the floor. Immediately, he could see the wet stain of her honey on the crotch of her panties. As soon as she had stepped out of her pants, he stood back up. Mako grasped his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, then dropping them to the floor. Her eyes quickly focused on the bulging form of his penis within his underpants.
        "Oh, I love you so much I can hardly stand it," she whispered.
        "I know the feeling," he told her softly.
        As she stood up, he brought his hands to the closure on the front of her bra, and unfastened it. After letting the cups fall to the sides, he caressed her breasts, tracing the nipples with his fingers, then squeezing one nipple between his fingertips.
        Mako was overwhelmed by the sensation of pleasure that swept over her. More of her fluid rushed out between her legs, pouring through her already soaked panties and running down her legs.
        Hearing her soft moans, he dropped her bra off of her, then bent down and kissed her nipple. He opened his mouth, pressing his lips into the flesh of her breast, then squeezed her nipple with his teeth.
        "Oh, gods!" she cried, her body shaking.
        The sensation of his mouth on her breasts was so incredible. Her entire body trembled with longing as his lips and tongue swept over her. She grasped the back of his head, running her fingers through his soft brown hair, and trying in vain to press him even more tightly to her breasts.
        He kissed her nipple once more, then crouched down in front of her and pulled off her panties. After tossing the wet panties aside, he brushed his lips through her soft brown pubic hair, then kissed her lower abdomen. Taking a slow breath, he inhaled deeply, sampling the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
        When he straightened up again, she reached down and slipped off his underpants. Unable to resist, she grasped his hard, erect penis in her hand and caressed it. He moaned with unrestrained pleasure as his penis throbbed in her hand. Fluid started to form at his tip, and she knelt down, placing her free hand on his hip, and licked it up with her tongue. She found the taste to be strong but pleasant, and continued gently licking his tip.
        "Oh Mako, darling!" he gasped, placing his hands on her strong shoulders.
        Growing bolder, she ran her tongue along the full length of his throbbing member, reveling in the pleasure she was giving him. As she gently kissed one of his testicles, she knew precisely where this afternoon was heading, and knew with certainty that she and Shinozaki would one day be married.
        He gasped again as her fantastic tongue swept back out along his penis, and then once more as this incredibly passionate girl suddenly took his cock deep in her mouth. This beautiful, exquisitely sexy young woman, who was his best friend, his new-found lover, and, he was certain, his future wife, was driving him crazy with pleasure as she licked and sucked his penis.
        "Mako, please," he sighed, running his fingers through her hair, undoing her pony-tail and letting it fall free.
        She loved the whole experience, and loved him even more, wanting to give him every bit of pleasure that she could as they were about to share the consummation of a love that had existed for a long time but had only just been truly discovered. His moans and sighs made her only more eager, sending her own arousal still higher. As she continued to work his throbbing penis in her mouth, she felt his body thrusting forward. She could taste his fluid on her tongue as he approached the brink.
        "Oh, gods!" he whispered.
        He was overwhelmed by the pleasure she was giving him. As he hurtled toward the edge, he hoped she would pull away. His body thrust forward, and he could feel the licking of her tongue as she sucked his penis. Her lips pressed tightly into his shaft, while her fingers squeezed his bottom. She released him just as his next thrust pushed him forward, groaning. His senses were overloaded as he ejaculated. Struggling for breath, he looked down to find her breasts thoroughly coated with his milky white fluid.
        "This is so wonderful, sweetheart," she said.
        He drew her to her feet, then led her into her bedroom. After they had turned down the bed, she lay down. He spread her legs apart, then moved between them.
        "You realize of course my darling that now I have to return the favor," he said.
        "You do?" she asked.
        "Certainly."
        He brushed his tongue slowly up along the inside of her right thigh, licking up the honey that lingered there. She gasped with delight, and her body shook with anticipation as his tongue approached her soft folds, dripping wet with her moisture. Not willing to let her off that easily, he ignored her nether lips, despite his own yearning, and began slowly licking her other thigh, feeling her well-conditioned muscles trembling in response.
        "Oh, please," she begged him.
        Finally, he moved back to her opening, lapping up her honey with very light strokes of his tongue. She trembled and moaned, simply on fire with sexual hunger for him as her bare legs embraced him.
        Her honey was pouring out of her as fast as he could lick it up. He pressed his mouth to the flesh around her opening, spread her folds open with his tongue, and began to suck, reveling in the wonderful taste of her fluid.
        "Oh, gods! Yes!" she cried.
        Mako could feel his tongue teasing her as he probed into her. Just then, Shinozaki touched her hard, swollen jewel, leaving her gasping with indescribable pleasure. Her hands pressed into his head, her fingers running through his hair. He caressed her nub once more, again drawing a convulsive response of ecstasy from her. As she gasped for breath, she felt his tongue sliding deeper into her, and felt his sucking of her honey resume. With soft, flicking motions, he stroked the sides of her vagina. His every fantastic touch was bringing her closer to the edge of insanity.
        He thrilled to her response, overjoyed to be able to pleasure in this way the woman he loved. Each sweep of his tongue was bringing more of her honey into his mouth. Reaching in as deep as he could, he touched the tip of his tongue to the wall of her vagina, and very slowly, with just the lightest pressure, drew his tongue back. She moaned softly as repeated tremors ran through her body.
        After pausing to take a breath, he licked her jewel once more. A convulsion of raw passion swept through her. As it passed, he pressed into her nub with his lips and sucked. It proved the last straw for Mako, as she plunged over the edge into orgasm.
        "Oh, yes! Yes!" she cried out. Her cries turned into incoherent gasps.
        Every muscle in her body spasmed sharply. He opened his mouth wide again in anticipation of her release, which sent more of her honey pouring out over him. He drank in as much as he could, then slipped himself back, gasping for breath.
        "Oh, wow! That was incredible," she sighed.
        "I'm so glad you enjoyed it," he said.
        "What do we do for an encore?" she asked, a smile on her face.
        "Oh, I suspect we can think of something," he told her.
        Moving up over her, he kissed her just above the upper edge of her pubic hair. He continued to work his way up over her, planting soft kisses along her abdomen and chest. Reaching her breasts, he kissed both her nipples, where he found he could taste his own semen on her flesh. She embraced him and sighed with delight.
        He started to move off of her. "I have a condom in my wallet," he said softly.
        "I have a pack of them in my night table," she told him.
        He looked at her questioningly, then reached for the drawer. Inside he found the package, quickly opening it and pulling out a condom. Passionate longing welled up still more intensely in both of them as he slipped the condom on and moved back over her. He slid up and pressed his mouth firmly to hers.
        "I love you so much," he gasped, when they finally separated.
        "And I love you," she whispered.
        Repositioning himself, Shinozaki carefully brought his penis to Mako's nether lips and slipped himself inside. She gasped with delight. Although he longed to just drive himself into her and enjoy her without delay, he held himself back, moving with exquisite slowness until he encountered the resistance of her hymen.
        "Don't worry about hurting me," she said softly. "I don't mind it to have you making love to me."
        He kissed her lips, then pushed himself upward. Her muscles tensed and she grimaced as her hymen broke away, but she quickly smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling with desire.
        "This is so right," he whispered, reveling in the feel of his penis deep inside the warm embrace of her womanhood.
        "Yes, it is," she agreed breathlessly.
        He let her body determine the pace, carefully matching his motions to hers. Their lips pressed together repeatedly while her arms swept across his back. Inside her, his cock shifted up and down with their thrusting movements.
        She felt his every movement as his penis was deep inside her. Although feeling a lingering pain from the breaking of her hymen, she was thoroughly enjoying the sensations as his shaft rubbed against her lips, his penis throbbed deep within her, and his body moved in unison with hers. Their every movement carried her to greater heights of sexual pleasure. Her body felt more alive and full of energy than even when she used her Jupiter power.
        He could feel the pleasure building within himself as well. Just then, they thrust together more forcefully, leaving them both gasping for breath. He slid his arms under her shoulders and held her to him more tightly.
        Each movement only increased the passion within each of them, as they thrust together, their bodies moving as one. His manhood was pumping and driving within her, bringing more of her warm wetness running down her vaginal canal to lubricate their love-making and increasing their pleasure still further.
        Their lips pressed together forcefully as their pace increased. She felt herself already on the brink, struggling to hold herself back. Just then, he thrust while shifting position slightly, increasing her sexual pleasure.
        Her every nerve seemed to be on fire with indescribable pleasure as she was consumed by the force of orgasm. She cried out again and again. Her vision faded into bright bursts of white as it swept through her, leaving her overwhelmed brain to vaguely wonder if she'd released a lightning bolt.
        As her magnificent release swept over her, he struggled to slow himself down. Her orgasm was so intense it nearly took him over the edge with her. He needed to catch his breath as much as she did.
        After sliding himself down, he pressed his lips to hers. Her legs were already tightening their grasp again, and her hands were pressing into his back. Looking into her eyes, he saw flashes of desire as bright as her lightning. He smiled down at her, then plunged himself back deep into her.
        She cried out in ecstasy as he drove into her, instinctively thrusting her hips up to meet him. Despite the force of her orgasm, she was just bursting with energy and longing, needing much more from him. She saw the willingness in his eyes and held him tightly to her, softly gasping his name as they moved together.
        Though concerned about being able to maintain pace with her, his tremendous love and desire for her drove him on. As their pace grew still faster, an idea formed. He carefully slid himself down, sliding himself back and forth in a series of long, exquisitely slow strokes. The look on her face told him it was driving his lover absolutely crazy.
        "Oh, please! Please, sweetheart! Oh, gods!" she gasped pleadingly.
        Her body was bucking wildly and uncontrollably as he kept up his maddeningly slow, long strokes. Already on fire, she felt the flames growing still hotter within her. A wicked grin formed on his lips, as he was obviously enjoying her predicament. Suddenly, with his penis almost completely out of her, he drove upward, completely burying himself within her womanhood. A white-hot burst of pure ecstasy coursed through her body, so intense that it was only as he began another very slow stroke back down that she realized she hadn't actually reached orgasm. He was torturing her with his exquisite control, but it was bringing her to ever greater heights of pleasure, and she loved him so much that she knew she couldn't bear to live without him.
        Though it was his first time, like hers, Shinozaki found he somehow, almost instinctively, knew just how to pleasure Mako, pushing her to her very limits. The slow stroking motion he was maintaining was incredible for him as it obviously was for her. Feeling almost ready to burst, he thrust himself back upward, while shifting slightly to stroke the full length of his shaft along her aroused womanhood.
        Mako's senses exploded in another storm of raw pleasure. She screamed her ecstasy as she came explosively to orgasm. At the same time, she was only vaguely aware of his body spasming on top of her.
        He gasped as he soared over the edge with her, his body convulsing sharply with the full force of his climax.
        In the aftermath, like the passing of a violent storm, they both lay still, his penis remaining inside her. He softly kissed her cheek, and she kissed him in return, but otherwise neither attempted to move.
        "That was incredible," she finally whispered. "I love you so much."
        "And I love you," he answered, still a bit breathless.
        He finally withdrew himself from her, disposing of the condom. Lying down beside her again, he kissed her softly as they snuggled together. They lay together for another fifteen minutes, neither saying a word, just enjoying the other's presence.
        "Are you ready for more?" he asked softly.
        "Any time, lover," she said, grinning.
        Putting on a fresh condom, he then pressed his mouth passionately to hers, their tongues caressing. He slid himself down, drawing a soft moan from her as his penis rubbed past her nether lips. After pausing a moment to kiss her beautiful mouth once more, he thrust upward.
        "Oh, yes!" she gasped, wrapping her arms and legs around him tightly.
        They kissed once more. He then pulled back, coming all the way out of her. She looked questioningly at him. Before she could ask what he was doing, he rolled them both over.
        "Your turn on top, darling," he said.
        Grinning, she sat up and stroked her fingers down over his chest, while he grasped her breasts in his hands. She eased herself back, feeling his member touch her nether lips. With his tip sliding inside her, she pushed herself down, letting out a cry of pure delight as she impaled herself on his full length. He gasped as his penis was once more enveloped by the warmth of her womanhood, and their bodies quickly began to thrust and pump together.
        As she bent down to kiss him, he slid one hand down and squeezed his fingers into her bottom. She sighed with pleasure, then pressed her lips back to his and slipped her tongue deep into his mouth.
        She sat up on him. As she did so, Shinozaki rolled upward through his hips, driving his penis up within her. Mako gasped, and a passionate tremor swept through her. He squeezed his fingers into her breast and her bottom, thoroughly enjoying the incredible feel of her body.
        The passion continued to grow between them as they moved together, having again become one. She softly cried his name as her hands swept lovingly over his chest and his manhood throbbed inside her. Shifting her position slightly, she felt him thrust up and into her, the movement now rubbing his cock more tightly across her inner muscles. Her cry of delight was nearly a scream as every nerve in her body seemed to be on fire. A grin formed on his face as he squeezed his fingers tightly into her breasts and moved underneath her. Once more, his penis rubbed her nerves hard, this time sending her into orgasm with a shriek of ecstasy.
        He fought to hold himself still, a task made far more difficult as her body shook hard with the force of her release. With a soft gasp, her muscles relaxed, and he drew her down onto his chest. At the same time, with a series of deliberate motions through his hips, he shifted his cock up and down within her.
        "Oh, gods. Yes," she whispered.
        They were both surprised at how quickly she recovered. Sitting back up astride him, she resumed her eager pumping motions. He responded to her, their bodies in a timeless rhythm, their hearts and souls aglow with a deep and unending love.
        Grasping the back of her shoulders, he pulled himself up and pressed his lips to her breast. She sighed with delight, clutching him tightly in her embrace. He shifted to the other breast, nipping it with his teeth.
        "Oh!" she cried.
        The sensations were taking her higher and higher. All she cared about at that instant was being one with her lover, being made complete with him, and bringing each other such exquisite pleasure. Boiling passion made her blood throb in her ears.
        As he continued to lick and suckle her breasts, he became aware of her gasps growing more insistent and her hands pressing tightly to his head. He paused for a breath, then pressed his lips back to her flesh, feeling the hard, firm tip almost shoved into his hungry mouth. A sharp spasm swept through them both, driving his penis within her, and bringing a cry of ecstasy from her mouth.
        They both thrust together sharply. As they each gasped for breath, he fell back on the bed. Her fingers rubbed hard across his chest as she softly cried his name.
        "Oh, Mako," he gasped.
        His every muscle locked up, then spasmed in unison, driving him up into her. At virtually the same moment, her body did the same, as they reached climax together. Each cried out the other's name, their eyes shining with love and passion. As the force of it passed, she lay down on top of him, where he could feel her racing heart and rapid breathing. He weakly moved a hand up and stroked it through her hair.
        It was several minutes before either felt like moving. She carefully slipped herself off his penis, and snuggled beside him on the bed.
        "I really liked that," Mako purred contentedly.
        Shinozaki simply sighed his agreement.
        As they both moved, they became aware the bed was almost alive with static electricity.
        "Oww!" he exclaimed, flinching at a shock.
        "What happened?" she asked. "Did I do that?"
        "Well, you're the one who has a power over electricity," he said.
        She grinned at him. "You have a power over my heart."
        "And you have the same power over mine, darling."
        She kissed his cheek. He flinched slightly as her movement resulted in more shocks.
        "I'm so sorry, sweetheart," she said. "Wait a minute. I have an idea."
        Placing her hands flat on the sheet, she focused her concentration. He felt a slight tingling as she absorbed the static electricity into herself.
        "Is that better?" she asked.
        He moved slightly on the bed, feeling no trace of static electricity. "Much better," he said. "You are simply amazing, my darling." He rolled over, draping himself partially across her, and pressed his lips passionately to hers. "And I love you more than words could ever express."
        She smiled happily, looking deep into his eyes. Her own eyes spoke volumes on how she felt for him. Reaching up, she kissed him in return.
        "I think we could both do with a shower," she said.
        "I agree."
        Shinozaki stood up, removed his condom, and helped her off the bed. Hand in hand, they walked into the bathroom.

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        Each clad in a bathrobe, they sat together on the couch as Mako's home filled with the smell of cookies baking in the oven. While she had been preparing the cookies, she told Shinozaki the story of the Sailor Senshi, and of Sailor Jupiter in particular.
        "Amazing," he said. "So, a thousand years ago, you were a princess of Jupiter?"
        "That's right."
        "And you died again, fighting this Queen Beryl?"
        "Yes."
        "Maybe I missed something, but how can you be here, very much alive, if you died?" he asked.
        "The ginzuishou that Usagi possesses destroyed Beryl, at the cost of Usagi's own life," Mako explained. "Usagi's dying wish was that life be restored to normal, which the crystal did. This meant restoring all of us to our normal lives, with no memories of the Sailor Senshi or the Dark Kingdom."
        "And so they all lived happily ever after," he said, sounding doubtful.
        "Not exactly," she said. "Beryl wasn't the only evil. Although the Dark Kingdom was destroyed, other forces have periodically emerged to threaten Earth."
        "Requiring the Sailors to return."
        "Yes. The cats that Usagi and Minako have possess special powers of their own. Originally, they were advisors to the Moon Queen. When we were reborn in the present, Luna and Artemis were reborn with just enough knowledge to awaken the Senshi if need be. Usagi's wish simply repeated that, although this time the cats kept full knowledge of what had happened."
        "Then they restored your memories," he said.
        "That's right."
        "Wow. I mean, I remember some vague stories about the Sailors. Mostly Sailor V, I guess, but a few that suggested others," he said.
        "Yes. Most people will have pretty much forgotten about it," she said.
        He nodded his head thoughtfully.
        "Are you OK with this?" she asked, stroking his cheek with her hand.
        "I think so," he said. "It's been quite a day for learning things about you. It's just going to take a while for it to all sink in."
        She nodded her head in understanding. "I just knew I couldn't keep it from you any longer," she said, kissing him.
        After a moment of silence, he turned and looked at her. "Changing the subject, I'm wondering how it is that you've got that pack of condoms."
        "Probably for the same reason that you carry a condom in your wallet," she replied. "We both figured our love lives would have to turn around sometime, and we each wanted to be prepared."
        "Though I'm sure neither of us thought it would turn around this way," he said.
        "You're right about that," she agreed.
        She went into the kitchen to remove the cookies from the oven, and leaving them to cool. Shinozaki moved up behind her and slipped his arms around her waist, gently untying her bathrobe and letting it fall open.
        "Oh, you," she sighed, playfully slapping his hand.
        He kissed the side of her neck. "The only thing more delicious than the food you cook is you yourself," he said.
        "Flattery will get you everywhere," she said, turning around.
        As she turned, he slipped her robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Their lips met and they kissed long, wet, and hard. As they finally separated for breath, she pulled at his robe, struggling to remove it.
        "Suddenly I'm incredibly hungry, but not for food," she told him, passion and desire blazing in her eyes.
        "Yes. I know," he whispered.
        Once again completely naked, they raced for her bedroom. After he pulled on a condom, they fell on the bed, giggling like excited children, and tickling each other wildly. The giggling stopped when he pressed his mouth to hers, and felt her tongue promptly slide across his lips. Their bodies melded together tightly, consumed by overwhelming passion.
        "Oh, gods! I need you so much," she gasped.
        Before she could say any more, he kissed her lips. At the same time, he slid his hand up the back of her thigh, between her legs, and pressed his fingertips into her soft, wet folds. A moan of raw pleasure came from the back of her throat as their tongues danced together.
        They rolled together on the bed. With Shinozaki now on top, Mako spread her legs as her hips began to buck in anticipation. A slight downward movement brought the tip of his penis to her nether lips. Through their on-going kissing, she sighed with delight as she felt him beginning to slide back inside her. Her hands pressed into him and his hips thrust up repeatedly, struggling to take him all in at once. He tried to hold himself back, so as to move into her slowly, but he was just as overwhelmed by passion and longing as she was. With a large thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in her womanhood. They both cried out with a joy beyond words as two became one.
        Moving quickly from the start, they surrendered completely to their passion. A fast pumping motion between them left them both breathless. Gyrating on the bed, they rolled from side to side, only intensifying the physical pleasure of their joining for both of them. Each thrust of his manhood seemed to stroke her womanhood in a different way, just setting her on fire. He too could feel that this one wasn't going to last long as they soared higher and faster.
        With a sudden move, he rolled them both over. As she shifted on top, her body was seized by the force of her orgasm. Biting his lip and digging his hands into the sheet, he only just managed not to be carried over the edge with her as she cried out in ecstasy.
        As soon as it passed, he slid his hands through her hair, while she hungrily pressed her mouth to his. Their pumping motions resumed, driving his throbbing member deep inside her. Again and again they moved together, each calling the other's name in between hungry kisses and gasps for breath. She could feel herself building to yet another peak, as each movement sent them both still higher. Now it was her turn to roll them over. Just then, they both thrust together sharply, sending them flying to magnificent climax. Cries of rapture erupted from both of them as they spasmed in unison.
        "Oh, gods. That was so wonderful, darling," he sighed.
        "Yes. We go together so well, I think we were just made for each other," she said softly.
        They kissed, his body still draped over hers. He gently slipped himself out of her and rolled off the bed to dispose of his condom. Returning to bed, he pulled the covers back up and lay beside her. She promptly spread an arm and a leg across his body as she cuddled up to him. Spent from their exertions, in only moments they were both asleep.

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        A little over an hour later, Shinozaki awoke. Mako was still draped across him, which he found most pleasant. He gently stroked his fingers through her brown hair. She sighed and began to stir.
        "Sleeping Beauty awakes," he said softly.
        "Awakened only by the love of her prince," she replied, smiling happily.
        Slipping out of bed, they returned to the kitchen, each dressing in the bathrobes they had discarded earlier.
        "Looks like it's about time to think about dinner," she said.
        "How can I help?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
        "Take a seat and stay out of the way. It's not smart to invade the kitchen when the chef is at work," she said, suddenly realizing he was mouthing her words with her. "Hey! Are you making fun of me?"
        "Maybe a little, darling," he said. "You've been saying those exact words since we were ten."
        "Well, maybe... But the point remains the same. I don't do well with interruptions."
        "I know, and I'm happy to sit by and watch, especially when the chef is so beautiful and the final product, whatever you decide to make, will be outstanding," he said, knowing she was particularly receptive to flattery on her cooking.
        "And this chef is delighted to have someone so wonderful and loving to cook for," she said.
        Soon, she was fully at work with her preparations, while he perched on the stool to watch a master in action. Despite her usual protests, he knew that, when the time came, he would "invade" her kitchen long enough to retrieve plates and utensils to help her set the table.
        Finally, she looked at him seriously. "So, how are we going to go about breaking the news to your parents?" she asked.
        "What? How much are you suggesting we tell them?"
        "I wasn't suggesting we go into details," she told him. "But we're not going to be able to hide this change in our relationship for long, and it might be better if we were up front about it."
        He paused, taking a deep breath, while she placed a hand over his. "You're right," he said. "We should tell them. Give mom the chance to celebrate that she was right all along."
        "OK. So when do we tell them?" she asked.
        "Well, I don't want to do it over the phone, and they won't be home until at least the end of the week," he said.
        "And I really would like you to stay here while they're gone," she said.
        "I think I could agree to that," he told her, his mouth curled up in a grin.
        She leaned across the counter and kissed him, as they both happily contemplated spending the next several days together.

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NOTE: I've been unable to find a family name offered in the anime for Shinozaki (Ken in the North American version). However, Mark Berger, himself a master of the sekkushiaru roman yarn, used the family name "Asagiri" in his story, "A Magical Night". As a measure of respect for his works, I have chosen to indulge in the sincerest form of flattery for the spinning of this yarn, and borrow that name.

Always remember, good gentles, that a yarnspinner works from and within existing legends and stories. The characters of "Sailor Moon" belong to others. In spinning my yarns, I do not seek to infringe on their rights of ownership, but merely to join with other fans to spread the legend still further. "The moonlight carries a message of love." Enjoy. 

-04.25.1999