Moonlight on the Water
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"

> Part 2 - Recent Past <

       Mamoru and Usagi walked through the park. It was a clear evening and the moon shone brightly, even through the glare of the city lights. In the center of the park, they saw the moon's reflection on the lake. Memories of long ago stirred faintly in both of them as they looked at the sight. As their love swelled within them, he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her deeply.
       It was a happy time for the two young people. Ail, Ann, and the Makaiju had left nearly a week before, while Mamoru had at last regained his memories. They had spent as much time as possible together, realizing that they loved each other at least as much in this life as they had in the past one.
       They sat together on a bench, looking out across the small lake. Where row boats had been during the day, only a few water fowl were now, faintly visible in the moonlight. Although the sounds of the city could still be heard around them, nature was making its presence known in the rustle of a soft breeze through the trees, the song of birds, the chirping of crickets, and, somewhere, several frogs croaking at each other.
       Usagi closed her eyes, rested her head on Mamoru's shoulder, and sighed happily. The image of another, larger lake glistening with the moonlight appeared in her mind. She couldn't place the image, but from the happy, loving feelings that went with it, concluded it had to be something very special for her and Mamoru.
       As he placed his arm behind her shoulders and held her gently, he too experienced vague memories of another lake. The warm feelings grew within him, and he found himself happier and more at peace than he could ever remember, just sitting there with the young woman he loved to the depths of his soul.
       "This is so wonderful," she said quietly.
       "Yes, it is," he sighed in agreement, feeling her pressing herself still closer to him.
       He felt a now familiar longing once again as he breathed in her delicate scent and held her close. She was so incredibly beautiful that there was no way he could not be affected by it. In addition, what little he could remember of their past life suggested that Serenity and Endymion had had quite a torrid relationship. Mamoru was certain that Usagi, however, was still a virgin, along with being really quite young, and didn't want to push her into a sexual relationship just because their hormones were demanding physical gratification, or because Endymion and Serenity had made love to each other. Summoning his will-power, Mamoru looked out at the lake and struggled to put aside his longings.
       Usagi was feeling a warmth inside her as well. For weeks, ever since Luna had restored her memory, she'd been having frequent dreams of an intense physical relationship with Mamoru. Some seemed to be fantasies set in the present, while in others she was the princess, leaving her to suspect these might be memories of her life as Princess Serenity. Whatever they were, she felt a growing desire inside her to share such a relationship with Mamoru. Yet every time she had thought about bringing it up, the words froze in her throat and her nerve failed her. She loved him desperately, and knew they were meant to be together forever, but she couldn't seem to talk about this one part of it. With that realization came an icy dread that maybe she really was too young and, because of that, would lose him once more.
       He noticed a shiver pass through her.
       "What's wrong?" he asked.
       "Oh, nothing," she mumbled.
       "Please, Usako. Tell me." He softly caressed her cheek.
       She hesitated. "Do you think I'm too young?" she asked, dreading what his response might be.
       He immediately realized what her concern was, and was torn as to how to answer her.
       She sensed his hesitation, and a tear welled up in her eye.
       Leaning down, he kissed her cheek. "Usako," he whispered. "I won't deny that I worry that I might be pushing you too fast, but I love you so much."
       "I know you'd never push me, Mamo-chan. We love each other, and I want to be with you," she said. "As much as I can." She pressed her lips to his.
       The warmth rose within him as passion and desire urged him on. He could feel the passion in her kiss as their tongues caressed, long and slow.
       "Oh, Usako," he gasped, when they finally separated.
       "Mamo-chan," she sighed.
       She rested her head on his shoulder and looked back across the lake at the moon, which seemed to be shining for them alone. As she felt the warmth of his body, she knew she had never been so happy. A new certainty grew within her.
       "Mamo-chan, let's go back to your place," she purred softly.
       From the sound of her voice, he knew what she had in mind. "Are you sure about that? Right now might not be the best time."
       "I've never been more sure of anything," she said.
       "Alright," he sighed.
       As they stood up and started walking, part of him hoped she might start to have second thoughts before they got there. Yet another part saw this beautiful young woman in the moonlight, knowing how much he loved her and she loved him, and urged him that the time was right.
       Usagi held his hand as they walked, joy running through her heart. She had told her parents she would be at Rei's temple for most of the weekend, so that having to be home by a certain time was not a problem. Likewise, the Senshi would cover for her, although Luna was sure to give her a looonnnngg lecture if she found out. As she looked up at Mamoru's face again, she was certain this was the right thing.
       They entered his building and, after the elevator door had closed, he produced a rose and offered it to her.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed happily, taking it in her hand.
       "I love you, Usako," he said softly, leaning down and kissing her lips, drawing her tightly into his embrace.
       She clung to him as the passion flared brightly within her, making her long for him even more.
       The elevator came to a stop at his floor, and they separated just as the door slid open. They reached his apartment, and he unlocked the door. As soon as the door closed behind them, she embraced him tightly and kissed him again.
       "Mamo-chan, I love you so much," she said.
       "I know," he told her. "And I love you more than anything. That's why I want to be sure you're absolutely certain about this, my love."
       "Oh, yes. Absolutely certain," she declared, the passion showing in her voice and her eyes.
       He kissed her once more, then slipped off his shoes. Crossing to his stereo, he put on some soft music, then closed the blinds. She moved closer to him, sweeping her hands over his chest, then pressing herself close and kissing him.
       His hands moved over her back, one coming to rest on the waistband of her skirt. Another flash of hesitation went through him, but feeling his own longing and hers, he slipped his fingers into the waistband and started to slide the skirt down. She sighed happily as it dropped to the floor. Her hands then grasped his shirt, pulling it loose from his pants and working it up over his head. He kissed her once more, then started unbuttoning her shirt. A slight shiver went through her as he slipped it back off her arms.
       "Are you alright with this?" he asked her.
       "Yes. I'm just so happy," she said, hugging him tightly.
       After a moment, she kissed his chest, then unfastened his belt and pants, letting them drop to the floor. Bending down, he stepped out of the pants and pulled off his socks. As he straightened back up, she could clearly see the bulging form of his hard, erect manhood within his boxers. The sight made the warm, wet feeling within her grow still more intense. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing herself against his body. He slid his hands up along her back and grasped her bra strap, needing several attempts to open the clasp.
       As she stepped back, he slipped her bra off. His breath caught at the sight of her breasts, the smooth creamy flesh and the full, pink nipples, already aroused to firm points.
       "Usako," he whispered, as he caressed her breasts with his hands.
       She sighed as the touch of his hands sent waves of pleasure sweeping through her.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan!"
       He kissed her lips, then bent down and pressed his lips to one of her nipples, sucking it gently. She trembled in response, gasping softly. He took hold of her other breast with his hand, caressing the nipple with his fingers.
       "Oh, yes," she moaned.
       Finally, he crouched down still lower and pulled down her panties, exposing the soft golden curls that covered her pubic mound. Now completely naked, another shiver went through her.
       "Is this OK?" he asked.
       "Oh yes, Mamo-chan. Yes!" she gasped.
       He kissed her abdomen, then kissed her thighs. Gently easing her legs apart, he slid a hand up between her thighs, feeling her wetness spreading from her soft folds. She moaned and trembled as his fingers stroked her there. He then spread her nether lips open and slid two fingers up inside her.
       "Mamo-chan! Oh, gods!" she cried.
       He quickly found her jewel, already swelling with arousal. At the first touch, she gasped sharply.
       She'd never felt such exquisite pleasure. His fingers slid deeper into her, then pulled back and caressed her jewel once more.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan!"
       He probed into her slowly and carefully, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. Each stroke of his fingers sent her still higher. He kissed her abdomen once more, feeling her fast approaching the peak.
       Her every muscle seemed to spasm sharply as she was seized by the force of orgasm. She cried out wordlessly, then relaxed, feeling his fingers withdrawing, and his strong arms holding her up.
       "Did you like that?" he asked quietly.
       "Oh yes! It was wonderful, Mamo-chan," she said. "But please don't stop there."
       "I wasn't planning to, my love."
       Standing back up, he guided her hands to his boxers. She slid her fingers into the waistband and slid them down. After he had stepped out of the shorts, she tentatively ran a finger along the length of his hardness. He took her hand and showed her how to caress him. She grinned happily as a shiver of delight swept through him.
       "Oh, Usako," he groaned.
       Crouching down in front of him, she caressed his length with firmer, more sure strokes, feeling it throb in her hand. A drop of fluid appeared on the tip, and she gave in to a strong urge to lick it up with her tongue. He moaned passionately in response, while she found the taste of the fluid to be rather pleasant. She licked the underside of his tip, hearing him groan her name once more, and feeling his member throb.
       She was driving him crazy as she slowly explored his body. His hands swept over the back of her head, and he managed to unfasten her odangos, letting her hair fall down in a long, beautiful golden cascade. As his fingers ran through the silky strands, she kissed his tip, then took it into her mouth.
       "Usako!" he gasped. "That's so nice."
       She was thrilled to be giving such pleasure to the man she loved. Never would she have thought she could be so bold, but found it all seemed so perfectly natural with him. She knew with certainty that he was the only one for her, and that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
       He felt himself increasingly awash in raw sexual pleasure as she grew more sure of what she was doing. Her lips and tongue on his manhood were simply magical. His legs were becoming unsteady and his muscles began to spasm. She pulled back just before he climaxed, his white, milky fluid bursting out. As he gasped for breath, he felt the soft caress of her tongue on his tip, looking down to find she was licking him clean. She looked up at him and smiled happily, her eyes aglow with love.
       She rose to her feet and embraced him. Their mouths met, their tongues dancing together as passion blazed uncontrollably in both of them. Stepping back, he started to lead her toward the bedroom when she stopped and stared absently off into space.
       "What is it?" he asked.
       "My brooch," she said softly. "There's something about the ginzuishou."
       He spotted her brooch with her discarded shirt, picking it up and handing it to her. She looked at it curiously, but once again letting him lead her to the bedroom. As she lay down on his bed, she opened the cover of the brooch, seeing it sparkle softly in the moonlight coming in through the window. While she stared at the crystal, he reached in his night table drawer, pulling out a package of condoms. She looked over to see the package.
       "I don't think you'll need those," she said.
       He looked at her quizzically. "Well, I'm certainly not going to take the chance of you getting pregnant, my love."
       "No, of course not," she said. "But Serenity used a special type of magic to protect her, and I think I can do the same with the crystal."
       Before he could say anything more, she closed her eyes and the crystal began to glow, its energy enveloping her and penetrating into her body. Through the crystal, she could feel the energy focusing on her reproductive organs, temporarily shutting them down, and creating a protective barrier field. As she let the crystal's power fade, she could sense that its protection remained in place.
       "All set," she said. "Now there's no danger of pregnancy."
       "You're sure?" he asked. "I can still use a condom if you want."
       "That's not necessary," she said. "The crystal's protection is quite enough."
       Nodding, he set the condoms back in the drawer, and lay down beside her. He produced another rose and gently stroked the petals across her breasts.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
       With a smile, he leaned over and kissed her, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. As her arms enfolded him, he moved over her, feeling her legs spread open to receive him. He paused to look into her eyes, now able to feel the certainty in her heart as well as see it in her eyes.
       "Usako," he whispered. "I love you so much."
       "And I love you, Mamo-chan."
       His tip found her soft, wet folds, and gently pushed up into her. As she gasped in delight, he felt himself sliding into her warm, but still tight channel. Quickly, her hips began to rise up underneath him as she sought to take him in deeper.
       She groaned with pleasure and passion. His throbbing mass was moving slowly deeper, stretching her wide, almost, but not quite, uncomfortable. His lips brushed hers once more, then he pushed himself forward. As she thrust her hips up to meet him, she felt a sudden, sharp pain. Her insides burned as he slid fully inside her.
       "Usako," he whispered, seeing her reaction and kissing her softly.
       In only moments, the pain was overwhelmed by the raw pleasure of their coupling. Their bodies fell into a timeless rhythm, guided by instinct and memories a thousand years old. She gasped in delight at their next movement. His member filled her up to perfection, stroking her just right and leaving her on fire with intense physical joy.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan!" she cried.
       "Yes, Usako," he sighed.
       He felt an exquisite happiness as he and the woman he loved became one. His penis was deep inside the warm, loving embrace of her womanhood, her inner muscles pulling and squeezing him with their every motion, and stimulating him to new heights of pleasure. He could see the joy in her eyes, matching his own, and he pressed his lips to hers repeatedly.
       "Oh, gods! Oh, yes!" she gasped, as his member stroked her womanhood.
       Her arms and legs embraced him tightly, wanting never to be separated from him. As he kissed her, she reached up with her tongue and brushed his lips, then slipped into his mouth.
       "Mamo-chan... Oh, yes... So good... Oh, yes!"
       Passion and ecstasy burned ever brighter within her, sweeping her rapidly toward the edge. His member shifted within, leaving her gasping for breath. With their next thrust, she soared over the edge into orgasm.
       "MAMO-CHAAANNNN!" she cried in pure ecstasy.
       He held her in his arms, kissing her cheek, and breathing in her soft, beautiful aroma as the force of her orgasm released her.
       "Usako," he whispered. "You're so beautiful."
       She smiled up at him, never more happy in her entire life. As his lips touched hers once more, she felt his penis shift within her, moaning softly and clinging to him tightly. She raised her hips to meet his next motion, drawing groans from both of them.
       "Oh Mamo-chan, yes!" she gasped.
       The longing and need were growing more intense in both of them as their pace increased.
       "Usako! So beautiful," he whispered, before pressing his lips to hers.
       He felt her inner muscles pulling on him still harder with each motion, while each pull was giving him exquisite pleasure. As he kissed her again, he knew the fates had truly blessed him. Their next thrust pushed him up into her, flooding him with joy.
       She cried his name with delight, promptly feeling a new motion shifting him within her. Her muscles squeezed around his throbbing mass, his warmth filling her up and setting her on fire. Her hands swept across his back, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles and shoulder blades. She loved every bit of him, and reveled in the knowledge that they would be together forever.
       His fingers slid through her soft hair, while he showered her cheeks and lips with gentle kisses. He could feel her breathing and her heart beat as their bodies were joined together. This experience had his heart overflowing with love for her. After so many years alone, he had found his soul-mate, the person he was meant to share his life with.
       He held her tightly as he felt the pace growing still faster. They both gasped for breath, thrusting together again and again and again.
       "Oh gods... Mamo... Oh, yes... Yes... Mamo-chan... Gods... Oh, yes... Oh, yes!... Oh, yes!" she cried.
       "Usako... Yes... Oh, yes!... Oh, Usako!" he gasped.
       A still sharper thrust pushed them upward. At the peak of the thrust, he felt his muscles spasm in climax, driving him still deeper and pouring his seed into her. At the same moment, she soared into orgasm, crying out his name in pure delight as her muscles clamped down hard and she felt his warmth spreading deep inside her.
       Finally the storm passed and they both fell limp, clinging to each other as they struggled to catch their breath. He softly kissed her cheek.
       "Usako. That was so incredible," he whispered.
       "Oh, Mamo-chan. It was just fantastic," she sighed. "I've never been so happy in my entire life."
       "Nor have I, my love," he said.
       He slipped himself out of her, then pulled the sheet and blanket up over them. As he lay back beside her, she snuggled next to him, sighing happily, and resting her head on his shoulder, one arm across his chest, and one leg over one of his legs. He turned his head and kissed her softly, thoroughly enjoying the soft warmth of her presence.
       "Good night, my love," he whispered.
       "Good night, Mamo-chan," she answered softly.
       The two lovers quickly drifted off to sleep as the moonlight washed over them.

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       The next morning, he awoke as the sun brightened the room, feeling the beautiful young woman still snuggled peacefully next to him. With a smile, he softly stroked her cheek with a finger, a part of him longing for the day when he could wake up to this sight every morning.
       Usagi began to stir, feeling the soft caress on her cheek. A moment's disorientation quickly gave way as she remembered where she was. Feeling Mamoru's warm body still next to her, she opened her eyes and looked up into his smiling face.
       "Good morning, my love," he said quietly. "Sleep well?"
       "Mmmm. Very well," she said, satisfaction showing in her voice.
       "I'm glad." He leaned over and kissed her lips. "Would you like to get up?"
       "I'm in no hurry," she purred, pressing herself still closer to him.
       "Is there anything special you'd like to do today?" he asked.
       "As long as I'm with you, Mamo-chan, I really don't care."
       "Well then, how about starting with breakfast, and then we could come back in here for some morning exercise," he suggested.
       "Ooooh. I like that idea," she said, a bright grin on her face.
       "So do I. And I am madly in love with you."
       He pulled her on top of him, pressed his lips to hers, and slid his tongue deep into her mouth. Sighing happily, she let her tongue dance with his.

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NOTE: This second installment fills a gap in my stories, since I had never written a "first time" story concerning Mamoru and Usagi. For those who know only the North American dub, the Makaiju is the Doom Tree.

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.