CIRCLES OF TIME: A Time to Heal
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"

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NOTE: This yarn is part of the Circles of Time series, and takes place during "Circles of Time: Thorns in the Rose", focusing on a portion of the two-week retreat Mamoru and Usagi take to salvage their marriage after he has confessed his infidelity. This story does have adult content, so that reader discretion is advised. For the rest of this series, visit the Circles of Time website: ( reocities.com/Tokyo/9897/ct.htm ) . Special thanks to M-chan for inviting me to be a part of this.

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.
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        "Race you!" Usagi said, sprinting away down the path.
        "Now you are really in for it, Usako!" Mamoru called, running after her.
        Although his longer stride gave him the advantage, Mamoru carefully held back until they approached the small house they had rented. For the first time in far too long, they had taken time simply for themselves, putting aside all official responsibilities as king and queen. It had taken the near destruction of their marriage to bring them to do it, but he was thankful beyond words that it wasn't too late.
        Usagi felt her husband gaining on her, increasing her speed. Just two strides short of the front door his arms encircled her waist and pulled her into his strong embrace.
        "Got you!" he declared. He took a breath then turned her around and kissed her deeply.
        "Mmmmm. Yes, you certainly do," she sighed happily. She pressed her lips back to his.
        Eventually, he reached back for the doorknob, opening the door. Still kissing with all the passion of young lovers, they made their way inside.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan. It's been so long," she whispered.
        "Too long, Usako. Much too long," he agreed.
        Her hands slid around to his chest, hurriedly working open the buttons on his shirt. Once she had peeled the shirt off him, he took hold of her shirt and pulled it off. She pressed her lips to one of his nipples, playfully nipping it with her teeth. He moaned softly while running his hands over her back, unfastening her bra.
        They felt like teenagers once again. Not for quite some time had they been able to be this spontaneously passionate. It was a pleasure they both realized they had missed.
        After he slid her bra off, she unfastened his pants and helped him step out of his shoes. Seeing the bulging mass of his erection inside his shorts, she stroked it with a finger, a grin on her face.
        "I think I know what to do with this," she told him.
        "I don't doubt it," he replied.
        Just then, he slid his fingers over her ribs, tickling her.
        "No... Stop... Oh, you!" she cried, giggling and trembling.
        Stopping, he pulled her tightly into his embrace and kissed her.
        "Usako," he finally sighed. "I'm so sorry for everything. And I'm so glad I didn't lose you."
        "And I'm glad I didn't lose you," she whispered, pressing herself against his body. "I couldn't live without you."
        "Neither could I, my love."
        After another long, deep kiss, he reached up and unfastened her hair, letting it flow down over her back like a sweeping golden cape. His hands found the waistband of her slacks and started working them down. He then lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bedroom. As he moved to set her down on the bed, she clung tightly to him and shifted her weight, bringing him pitching onto the bed with her. Immediately she pressed her lips to his, their tongues dancing together.
        Moving off of her, he kissed the base of her neck, then worked his way slowly down to her breasts, carefully licking and kissing both nipples.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed as pleasure swept through her.
        He slid a hand down across her abdomen, his fingertips slipping under the waistband of her panties. Just then, he sucked on her nipple and rasped his tongue over it, drawing a passionate moan from her.
        One of her hands slid up along his arm while the other swept over the back of her head. Her moans and sighs of delight were increasing with the pleasure she felt as he continued to lick and suck her nipples.
        Soon, she felt him moving. Her flesh seemed to tingle as he planted soft kisses across her abdomen, anticipation building within her as she knew where he was going. His strong, sure fingers grasped her panties, now wet with her own arousal, and quickly tossed them aside. She spread her legs open, while his fingers slid through the soft, blond curls covering her mound.
        "Oh, please! Mamo-chan!" she gasped.
        He traced her opening with a fingertip, feeling her body tremble in response. Carefully, he slipped two fingers inside, enjoying the feel of being enveloped by her warm, silky wetness. Working his fingers deeper, he felt her inner muscles pressing against him. With his thumb, he found her aroused jewel.
        "Oh, gods!" she cried, as fire swept her nerves with exquisite pleasure.
        Lying on the bed, she gasped and cried with joy as his fingers continued to pleasure her. He hadn't forgotten what she liked and needed. Just then, she felt him back off. Before she could wonder what he was doing, he turned his thumb in a circular motion against her jewel.
        "Mamo-chan!" she gasped.
        Smiling at the pleasure she was experiencing, Mamoru withdrew his hand. He lowered himself between her legs and brushed her nether lips with his tongue. As she moaned with joy, he slipped his tongue inside her, tasting her warm honey. Just her taste and aroma were bringing him to the edge. Slowly, he reached deep into her, caressing her with his tongue, then pulled back and stroked her swollen jewel. He repeated the action once more, feeling her plunge into orgasm.
        "Oh, yes!" she cried.
        After licking her clean, he kissed her abdomen once more, then moved up to kiss her lips.
        "You enjoyed that, my love?"
        "What do you think?" she asked in response.
        He kissed her once more.
        "Please, don't stop," she whispered, her voice choked with passion. "I need more, please!"
        Moving over her, he quickly brought the tip of his hard member to her opening.
        "Oh, yes! That's it! Please!" she gasped.
        He felt passion welling up in himself as well, sweeping them both away in pure lustful hunger. Feeling himself inside her nether lips, he plunged himself deep into her.
        "Mamo-chan! Yes!" she cried, as she felt him inside her.
        Her inner muscles were now squeezing and pulling against the throbbing mass of his hardness, while waves of ecstasy swept through her. They were moving together in a fast pace, each thrust sending her ever higher.
        He pressed his lips to hers, pausing to gasp for breath as they were both consumed by a storm of raw passion. A shift of position intensified her pleasure, and she nearly screamed in response. Faster and faster they moved, with it obvious that this was going to be short and intense.
        Clinging to him tightly, she felt herself approaching the brink. Again and again, waves of pleasure washed through her as she was one with him. Finally, as she cried his name repeatedly, he spasmed sharply in climax, pouring himself into her, and sending her soaring over the edge.
        They kissed softly while slowly regaining their breath.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
        "Usako," he whispered, kissing her cheek.
        Gently, he slipped himself out of her and rolled off to her side. She wrapped her arms around him tightly.
        "Is something wrong?" he asked.
        She paused for a moment. "I just can't believe how close we came to losing all this."
        "I know," he said, caressing her reassuringly. "It scares me too."
        "But everyone expected me to be perfect, to be able to solve any problem..."
        "No, they don't expect that of you," he told her softly.
        "Do you really think that?" she asked.
        "I know it," he said. "People understand that you're only human."
        "I wish I could be as sure of that," she sighed.
        "I think we've both let ourselves get too closed off by our royal titles. We need to have more contact with people, both to know what is going on, but also on a social level. When was the last time you and the other Senshi just got together to talk and share each other's company?"
        She thought for a moment. "You know, I can't remember. Maybe once since the awakening."
        "We both need time to ourselves," he said.
        She nodded in agreement, enjoying the warmth of his body close against her own. Letting her thoughts drift, she suddenly realized she was feeling their connection growing stronger again. Sighing happily, she rested her head on his chest.
        "If you had to do it all over again, would you still marry me?" she asked.
        "Hunh? Of course I would, Usako," he answered.
        "Good," she sighed. "So would I."

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        She awoke sometime later. The light coming through the window suggested it was early evening. Holding herself still, she took pleasure in his presence, and feeling the soft movements of his breathing as he slept.
        Usagi tried to remember their first time, but her memories were still too fragmented. She thought it had been when she was sixteen. Mamoru had taken great care to arrange a romantic evening, with dinner and dancing, then took her back to his apartment. She thought it was about this time, because she was pretty sure it had happened after he had proposed to her. But she couldn't be sure.
        Even more maddening was that she couldn't remember her wedding night at all. At first, she had been so embarrassed by that fact that she hadn't wanted to admit it, but Mamoru had casually brought it up by mentioning that everyone seemed to have a major gap in their memories. He had assured her that it didn't matter, since they knew they loved each other. For the first time in a long time, she was able to believe that.
        Mamoru began to stir, his arm tightening his embrace of her. She sighed happily, snuggling still closer to his warmth.
        "How are you feeling?" he asked softly.
        "Better," she answered. "But just hold me, please."
        "Certainly."
        As he held her, and inhaled her scent, he felt the warmth within himself. This was a simple pleasure he had missed for too long. They had become so busy, and moving in so many different directions, that they never had the chance any more to just lay in each other's arms and simply be together.
        Suddenly, he noticed she was crying.
        "Usako? What's wrong?" he asked.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan. I'm so scared," she said. "It's been so lovely up here, just the two of us. The way things should always have been between us. But I'm scared that when we go back, the bad times will start all over again."
        He held her gently. "It won't happen if we're determined not to let it happen."
        "But how can we be sure?"
        "We've both said it earlier. We love each other, and neither of us can live without the other," he told her.
        "But that was true before, and it still happened," she said.
        "I know," he said softly. "I know. But we let ourselves get so busy that we forgot to make time for ourselves together. A relationship needs time and effort from both partners to keep it going."
        "We're still king and queen, so we're still going to be busy," she reminded him.
        "True. But we don't have to be as busy. We can delegate more of the work. And we can give ourselves time to be together, then refuse to let business intrude on those times," he told her. "We may be queen and king, but we're still Usagi and Mamoru, and we have to take care of them too."
        "We certainly do," she sighed, sliding up and kissing him. "And I really do love you."
        "And I love you, Usako," he whispered, kissing her in return.

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        They had finished a late dinner, and were curled up in front of the fire. It had been a treat to do everything themselves, without the help of numerous servants.
        "I think you're right," she said.
        "About what?" he asked.
        "Delegating some of the work."
        "It is a good idea."
        "Yes," she agreed. "And I know I simply cannot face the prospect of going back to the way things were. I nearly lost you once, and I am not going to do that again."
        "And I'll make sure you don't forget, my love," he said, rolling over and tickling her.
        Amidst giggles and cries of protest, she rolled underneath him. With one hand, he untied the sash of her bathrobe and spread the robe open. Before she could fully react, he stopped tickling her, then pressed his lips to one of her now exposed nipples.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed, running her fingers contentedly through his hair.
        He kissed his way up over her chest and neck, before taking her lips with his own and slipping his tongue into her mouth.
        As he pulled away, she slid her arms out of the robe's sleeves, then rolled herself on top of him, kissing him deeply. Her hands reached down, pulling open his robe. In just a moment, she was moving down across his chest, pausing to suck at his nipples.
        "Usako," he gasped.
        Licking her way down across his abdomen, she came to his erect penis. She caressed it with her fingers, feeling it tremble and throb in response. Bending down between his legs, she kissed his testicles, then softly sucked at one. Her tongue extended, she licked his full, throbbing length, his passionate moans making her still more excited. Reaching the tip, she carefully brushed her tongue over it, tasting the familiar fluid that was already beginning to emerge, then took him in deep.
        "Oh, yes," he groaned.
        Mamoru felt her warm, moist tongue sweeping over him, while her lips squeezed against his shaft and she sucked intently. He lost all track of time as his wife brought him such exquisite pleasure. One of her hands moved to cradle his sac, and her fingers lightly brushed the sensitive flesh just behind. She increased the pressure of one finger just slightly, but that was all it took, sending him to climax and pouring himself into her mouth.
        "Oh, Usako," he sighed.
        Smilingly happily, she slowly licked him clean, then returned her attention to his nipples.
        He felt the pleasure sweeping through him as she licked and sucked at his nipples. Finally, he rolled them both over and pressed his lips to hers. Not protesting, she peeled his robe off of him, then embraced him tightly, a happy sigh coming from her throat.
        In only a moment, he moved a hand up between her legs, letting his fingers caress her soft, wet folds.
        "Mamo-chan," she gasped.
        His fingers slipped inside her, and he gently teased her aroused jewel.
        "Please... Oh, gods... More... Please... More," she cried as he continued to tease her.
        He slid his fingers deep into her, while pressing her jewel with his thumb.
        "Oh, yes!" she cried in delight.
        She felt herself being swept higher and higher into realms of pleasure by the actions of his fingers inside her womanhood, while he continued to kiss her lips.
        Suddenly, she felt him pull away. As she looked to see what he was doing, he rolled them both over so that she was on top of him. Quickly realizing his intent, she slid herself back until she could feel his tip spreading open the lips of her womanhood.
        As she shifted position, he thrust up through his hips, together burying his hard member deep within her and joining them as one.
        "Mamo-chan!" she gasped with pure joy.
        "Usako," he whispered.
        His hands swept up along her sides and took hold of her breasts while their bodies fell into a slow, sensual rhythm. Looking up into her face, he saw her eyes aglow with love, which he could feel in equal measure in his own heart.
        The motions of their conjoined bodies were flooding her with ecstasy, while she looked down at her husband, realizing once again just how much she truly did love him.
        "Oh, yes... So nice... Mamo-chan... Oh, gods... Yes," she cried breathlessly.
        Bringing his hands to her shoulders, he pulled her down on top of him and pressed his lips firmly to hers. Her fingers slid into his hair as she hungrily returned his kisses.
        "Oh, Usako," he sighed.
        "Mamo-chan," she whispered, her voice brimming with love and passion.
        She sat up as she felt the passionate fire increasing within her. A slight shift of position increased the pressure of his member on her pleasure point.
        "Oh, yes!" she cried.
        Each movement was carrying her still higher, as she felt herself fast approaching the edge. One of his hands was sweeping across her body, while the other was caressing her breast, only adding to the irresistible tide that was carrying her away.
        "Mamo-chan... Yes... Love you... Oh... So much... Oh, yes... Please... Oh, gods... Oh, yes!... Mamo... Oh, yes!... Yes!... OH, YES!"
        Her body shook hard with the force of her orgasm, a cascade of golden hair swaying behind her. He carefully held himself back, holding her as the storm passed and she settled on top of him. She was quickly ready to continue.
        "Usako, you are so beautiful," he whispered, kissing her cheek.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed happily.
        Her inner muscles resumed their rhythmic squeezing of his member as it shifted within her, their pace remaining slow. She kissed him once more, then sat up again to adjust his position inside her.
        Both of his hands moved to her breasts while he gasped and sighed in pure delight at the pleasure they were sharing.
        She moved with his next thrust, moaning in ecstasy as a new wave of pleasure swept through her.
        "Usako," he sighed.
        "Oh, yes... Mamo-chan... Yes... Like that... Please... Oh, gods... More."
        Their pace was growing steadily faster as they were swept ever closer to climax. Again and again their bodies moved as one, plunging his member within her.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan!" she cried breathlessly.
        His muscles spasmed much harder as they thrust together. As she gasped his name again, and he groaned with joy, their bodies moved once more. This time, he felt the hard thrust of climax pushing him up and spilling his seed deep inside her. As his thrust reach its peak, her body was swept into orgasm, clamping down on him tightly.
        "OH, YES!" she cried.
        Their bodies relaxed and they lay together, deliciously spent. His hand gently stroked her back as the fire cast its warm glow over them.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan, that was so wonderful," she sighed.
        "I quite agree, my love," he said softly.
        She lay atop him, still intimately connected, and enjoying his presence. Within her, she could feel their connection still growing stronger. His lips brushed across her cheek.
        "It's getting late. Let's go to bed, Usako."
        "That sounds fine," she said, slipping herself off of him.
        As he walked with her into the bedroom, she knew things were returning to the way they should always have been, and that, at last, the emotional scars of the last few years were beginning to heal.