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

        "Don't you two ever stop?" Rei asked caustically, as she saw Usagi and Mamoru kissing on his sofa.
        "And don't you ever knock?" Usagi grumbled in reply.
        "Usagi's too busy smooching with my Mamo-chan!" Chibi-Usa declared. "Smooch, smooch, smooch!"
        "You be quiet!" Usagi said. "And he's my Mamo-chan. Got it?"
        "You're too clutzy and ditzy," Chibi-Usa said, folding her arms and turning her back to Usagi.
        "And don't forget crybaby, and scaredy-cat," Rei added with a smile.
        "Right," the pink-haired girl agreed emphatically.
        "I am not!" Usagi declared angrily.
        Mamoru sighed as Usagi went into full boil, and not the type of full boil he liked. "Usako," he said softly, restraining her with a hand on her arm.
        "And some friend you are, Rei!" she sputtered, ignoring his restraining hand. "What are you doing here?"
        "Well, if you had any brains in that odango-head of yours, you'd have remembered that I agreed to bring Chibi-Usa home from school, since somebody said she'd be busy this afternoon," Rei said.
        "But you were supposed to take her home, not here," Usagi pointed out.
        "She wanted to spend the night with us at the Temple, and since you two recently dropped your little bombshell on us as to just who her parents are, I thought I'd do you the courtesy of asking you. But you obviously don't care," Rei growled. She then took a breath and turned to Mamoru. "Mamoru, do you mind if she spends the night at the Temple?"
        Ignoring Usagi's continued sputtering, he tightened his grasp of her and smiled. "I don't mind at all. Have fun."
        "Thank you. We'll see you tomorrow," Rei said, heading out the door with the younger girl. "Bye."
        "Good bye," Usagi grumbled. "And good riddance."
        "Now, Usako. Don't you think that's a bit much?" he asked. "Rei certainly could have just gone to your mother."
        "Wellllll, maybe. But she didn't have to be so rude!"
        "True," he conceded. "But now we have the evening all to ourselves. And knowing how your mind works, I'm sure you've already made some excuse for the night with your mother."
        A sly grin formed on her mouth. "You know I sleep better with you," she said.
        "We certainly manage to tire each other out, Usako."
        "Oh, yes," she said softly, her hand running over his chest.
        He leaned down and kissed her, while her hand continued its downward course, reaching his hardening manhood.
        "Hmmm, what have we here? Somebody's happy," she observed with a grin.
        "And just what are you going to do about it?" he asked.
        Before she could answer, her communicator beeped.
        "Damn!" she growled, fumbling for the device. "This had better be earth-shaking!" she said into the communicator. "Because, believe me, I have something here that is!"
        "Bad timing?" Minako asked. "Luna wanted to discuss the latest fight with the Dark Moon forces, and assumed you wouldn't be doing anything important."
        "Nothing important?! You tell Luna..."
        Mamoru's hand again rested on her shoulder, squeezing tightly. "Usako. Take a deep breath," he told her.
        She did as he said, then, gritting her teeth, turned back to Minako's image on the communicator display. "I'm sorry. I have something very important going on this evening, Minako-chan. And while of course it is important to discuss sailor business, now is just not a good time." 'And that damn cat can just go jump in the ocean! I intend to spend the night having wild and carnal sex with my Mamo-chan!' she added to herself.
        "OK," Minako said. "I think Artemis will like your answer. He seems to have something planned, and Luna was looking for an excuse."
        "I don't even want to know," Usagi said. "I know I'm going to have a great time tonight, and what anybody else does is their business."
        "Have fun. Talk to you later."
        "Bye," Usagi replied, switching off the communicator.
        Mamoru took the communicator from her and set it down on the table, then drew her into his arms for a deep, probing kiss. She sighed happily as her arms wrapped around him.
        "No more interruptions," he whispered.
        A smile was just forming on her face, when a piercing wail shook the building.
        "What is that?!" she cried in fright.
        "Fire alarm," he muttered.
        "Oh, gods! What next?"
        The phone rang, only barely audible over the noise of the alarm. Mamoru picked it up.
        "Honored tenants," a recorded voice said loudly. "The management regrets to request that you exit the building until it has been inspected and declared safe by the fire department. This request is for your safety and that of your fellow tenants. Please be aware that the elevators do not function during these situations. Thank you."
         He hung up the phone with a scowl. "A recording telling us to get out of the building and stay out until the fire department gives the all clear."
         Usagi grabbed her communicator and her jacket, heading for the door.
         "Oh, and the elevators are automatically shut down when the fire alarm sounds," he added.
         "You mean we have to take the stairs?" she whined, crestfallen.
         "Afraid so."
         "Can't we just transform and go out over the balcony?" she suggested.
         "Do the words 'secret identity' mean anything?" he asked in reply.
         "Why couldn't you have an apartment on the ground floor?" she asked as they slipped on their shoes and headed out the door.
         "There aren't any on the ground floor, remember? And the first five floors are considerably more expensive."
         She shook her head and groaned as they walked past the elevator, starting down the stairs. The noise of the alarm echoed and seemed amplified in the stairwell. Usagi held her ears. He placed a hand on her shoulder to protect her from falling as they hurried down. Other people were crowding in around them.
        In the lobby, they found the security guard directing everybody outside. Minutes later, three firetrucks arrived, and the firefighters went inside to begin their inspection.
       "I don't think anything else could go wrong," Usagi said.
       Mamoru cast a nervous eye at the dark clouds low overhead. Sure enough. A clap of thunder reverberated over the city. With a shriek, Usagi threw herself into his embrace, burying her face against his chest. As he held her tightly, the sky flashed brightly, and an even louder thunderclap sounded, seeming to be right above them and shaking the windows in the buildings. Usagi cried out again in fright, while large drops of rain began to pelt down on them all.
        The alarm was silenced and the firefighters gathered in the lobby, with a number of them returning to their trucks. Two of the trucks pulled away. The third remained, with the commander conferring over his handheld radio. The tenants crowded the security guard, who had been joined by several police officers, demanding to be allowed to return to their apartments.
        "I'm very sorry," he announced. "But until a city fire inspector certifies that the building is safe, you cannot return."
        "Why didn't the firefighters have an inspector with them?" someone angrily demanded.
        "I don't know," the guard answered uncomfortably, wishing now that the 'honorable owner' was here himself.
        The fire commander could now be seen getting rather angry with the person on the other end of the radio. Finally, his Oriental reserve failing completely, he shouted something into the radio and switched it off.
        "Damn bureaucratic nonsense!" he could be heard grumbling as he stalked outside. Facing a shout of questions and demands, he turned to the guard. "It will be at least an hour. His Imperial Highness, the crown prince, is cutting the ribbon for a new city office center, and the honorable inspector could not possibly miss such an event."
        The crowd broke out with shouts and cries of anger.
        "Let them go back into the lobby, to get out of the rain," the fire commander told the guard.
        "But the regulations say..."
        "Damn the regulations. We both know there's no fire. And in any case, you have a crew of firefighters here. Now, let's get these people out of the rain."
        The guard nodded, and motioned people inside. "Please move into the lobby to get out of the rain."
        Just then, a car approached with a flashing blue light and a blaring siren, slowing as it moved closer to the building. A man climbed out of the passenger seat carrying a clipboard, and flashing credentials to the fire commander. They conferred briefly. The man then hurriedly scribbled on his clipboard, tearing away copies and giving one to both the guard and the commander. The guard scanned the form then bowed his head to the man.
        "You may return to your apartments. The public safety commissioner has issued the required certification."
        As the tenants began returning to their apartments, using the stairs since the elevators had not yet been restarted, the commissioner, the commander, and the guard went into the guard's office to inspect the alarm system.
        Usagi was trembling in Mamoru's arms, terrified by the continuing thunder, and the heavy rain having soaked through her thin jacket.
        "It's alright, Usako," he said softly. "We can go back inside."
        She nodded her head and sniffed. Her eyes were red from tears. As soon as they were inside the building, he stroked her cheek and wiped away her tears.
        "Mamo-chan," she sighed, her voice wavering.
        He smiled at her, holding her in his strong embrace, and kissed her lips. Feeling his strength and warmth, she began to relax. He kissed her once more, then steered her toward the stairs and back up to his apartment.
        "Safe and sound," he told her, locking the door.
        She nodded her head.
        "Now we need to get you out of those wet clothes, Usako," he said with a grin.
        "I'm sure you'll enjoy that, Mamo-chan."
        "Well, we can't have you catching cold now, can we?"
        He slid her jacket back off her shoulders and hung it up with his own. They then kicked off their shoes and moved back into the apartment.
        As he was starting to unbutton her blouse, the phone rang. She rolled her eyes and gave an exasperated sigh. He walked over to the phone and switched off the ringer.
        "Hi. This is Mamoru," his answering machine announced. "I can't come to the phone."
        "Definitely not," he said as he resumed opening her blouse.
        "Just leave a message and I'll call you back as soon as I can," the machine finished.
        "Which may be quite a while," he added, leaning down to kiss the base of her neck.
        He steered her back toward the bedroom, hearing only a faint sound of a voice from the machine. At this point, Mamoru couldn't care less who was calling. He had a beautiful vision in front of him, his lovely girlfriend whom he intended to make love to repeatedly. The passion grew within him as he tossed her blouse away and unfastened her bra. His lips found her freshly exposed nipples, kissing them repeatedly.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
        "Finally, a quiet moment," he said.
        As he kissed his way down onto her abdomen, his hands found the waistband of her skirt, the fabric falling around her feet with a soft rustle. Her panties quickly followed, with his hands stroking her legs before coming to rest on her bottom. He kissed her below her navel, then brushed his lips across her golden curls.
        "Oh, yes," she whispered, a shiver of delight running through her.
        He kissed her abdomen once more, before standing up. Her hands found his belt and started opening his pants, while he unfastened her odangos, letting her hair fall down into a golden cape. After he had stepped out of his pants, she slid her hand inside his boxers, finding her prize, already hard and bulging with arousal. Her womanhood was warm and wet with anticipation.
        "Usako," he groaned. "Oh, gods! I love you so much."
        "I love you, Mamo-chan."
        She hurriedly pulled down his shorts, taking his erection in her hand and licking it repeatedly. His gasps and moans only increased her arousal. Seeing how occupied she was, he managed with fumbling fingers to unbutton his shirt and slide it off. She took his tip in her mouth, sucking on it while rubbing it with her tongue. Each time her lips crossed the edge of his throbbing tip, he felt a sharp sensation run through his entire body. Her free hand slid under his sac, her fingertips stroking him there.
        "Oh, gods!" he moaned.
        She felt him approaching his peak. His breath was coming faster and harder, while his whole body was trembling. She could already taste some of his fluid on her tongue. Pulling back, she ran her tongue slowly along the full length of his hard, warm shaft. His hands stroked across her back as he gasped sharply. She took his member in her mouth once more, sucking hard and stroking it with her tongue. Just then, she felt his body be seized with a sharp spasm.
        He felt the final surge, his muscles beyond his control, driving forward, and the rush of fluid along the full, pulsing length of his shaft. His eyes registered her pulling back as he came, all his senses consumed by the spasm of climax.
        "Usako," he sighed, his body sagging and spent.
        "You liked that, Mamo-chan."
        "Oh, yes."
        He wrapped her in his embrace, pulling her down with him onto the bed. Rolling on top of him, she kissed him deeply, their tongues caressing slowly and repeatedly. His hands slid down across her back, one grasping her bottom, while the other moved back up to her shoulder.
        Rolling her over, he kissed her lips once more, then slid down to rain soft kisses on her nipples. She gasped softly with delight. Pausing over one breast, he brushed his tongue over the firm tip of her nipple, then pressed his lips to it and sucked.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she moaned.
        He resumed his downward motion, spreading her legs open and kissing the insides of her thighs. Leaning closer, he brushed his tongue over her soft, moist nether lips, drawing a cry of raw pleasure from her. After one more lick, he pressed his lips over her opening, and slid his tongue inside, quickly finding her swollen jewel.
        "Oh, gods! Yes!" she cried, her body trembling as his tongue repeatedly stroked her there.
        Her nerves were just on fire as he mercilessly caressed her pleasure point, his tongue knowing just what she wanted and needed. She slid her hands over the back of his head and into his hair. He probed deeper inside her, setting off fresh spasms of pleasure. She gasped and cried with joy as he swept her higher and higher.
        "Oh, yes... Oh, Mamo-chan... Yes!"
        He swept his tongue deep into her once more, stroking the walls of her womanhood, before pulling back to resume caressing her jewel. Her cries were growing more breathless and he could feel her approaching the brink. One more long, lingering stroke of his tongue sent her over the edge into a beautiful orgasm.
        "OH, YES!!!" she cried, her entire body locking up in a massive spasm of purest ecstasy.
        Pausing for a breath, he then moved up over her again, kissing her lips.
        "Usako, you are so beautiful," he whispered. "And I love you more than anything."
        She smiled up at him. "I love you so much, Mamo-chan."
        He slid off of her, while she then moved up and around on the bed. On the floor, he found her brooch, which had been discarded with her blouse, and handed it to her. She placed it on her chest, and the crystal began to glow, flooding her body with its energy. The glow faded, and he placed the brooch on his night table. Moving in beside her, he kissed her lips while brushing a fingertip over her nipple. She moaned with pleasure. Her hand reached down to find his erect member, stroking it repeatedly, while longing to feel its warm, throbbing mass deep inside her.
        She pressed her mouth tightly to his, her tongue sliding deep into him. As her tongue slid back, his followed, probing into her. They finally separated, gasping for breath. He rolled on top of her, looking down at her sparkling blue eyes and the blissful smile on her face.
        His tip found her opening and he began to slide inside. She gasped with joy as she felt his warm mass spreading her wide as he moved deep into her.
        "Oh, gods! That feels so good!" she sighed, embracing him tightly.
        "Oh, yes," he agreed, feeling the bare flesh of his member sliding through her lips into the warm, moist, loving embrace of her womanhood, her inner muscles pulling on him tightly.
        They fell into a slow, easy rhythm, sliding his penis in and out, in and out. He pressed his lips to hers, their tongues caressing passionately. She held him tightly, trying to hold onto his member with each thrust.
        "Oh, yes!... Yes!... Mamo-chan... Oh, gods!... Yes!"
        "Usako," he gasped.
        He pulled back a little further, then thrust deep into her.
        "Oh, yes!" she gasped, overwhelmed with pleasure.
        He continued his stronger, harder motion, as their pace grew faster. Swept ever higher, she felt ready to explode, his member plunging and thrusting so deeply and beautifully within her. With his next push, she soared to orgasm.
        "OH, MAMO-CHANNNN!!" she cried, as her inner muscles clamped down on him sharply.
        He kissed her in between gasps for breath, feeling her clinging to him tightly. With a gentle motion, he resumed his thrusting within her.
        "Oh, yes," she sighed.
        Their pace quickly increased, and he continued his strong, hard thrusts. She gasped and moaned with joy, while his breathing grew faster.
        "Oh, yes," he whispered, before kissing her again.
        His hard, throbbing manhood pushed deep into her yet again, sending waves of pleasure sweeping through her. Their minds touched softly, sharing their mutual joy and love. Her eyes met his, their link expressing more than words could ever possibly say.
        He held her tightly, knowing she was his entire reason for living, and had been now for two lifetimes.
        Their tongues danced together, in between gasps for breath and sighs of purest love and happiness.
        As their conjoined bodies moved together, they both felt themselves rising toward the peak. He pushed up into her still harder and she gasped with pleasure.
        "Oh, yes!... Oh, Mamo-chan!"
        "Usako!"
        His member was pulsing like mad as they thrust together once more. She felt him swelling still larger as he plunged deep into her and his entire body seemed to quiver. At once, she was swept away to the glorious heights of orgasm, crying his name just as she was dimly aware of his warm seed spilling deep inside her womanhood.
        "Oh, Usako," he sighed, as his body went limp, spent from their shared passion.
        "Mamo-chan. That was soooo beautiful," she whispered, her body awash with afterglow and feeling his slowly receding member within.
        He nodded his head, then kissed her, his body relaxing above her.
        "I love you so much," he said.
        "And I love you, forever and ever."
        Finally, he slipped himself out of her and rolled off to the side. She immediately rolled over and rested her head on his chest. He absently brushed his fingers through her hair as they lay there, drifting off to sleep.
        They awoke about forty-five minutes later. She reached up and kissed him.
        "Nothing like a quiet afternoon together, is there, Usako?"
        "Absolutely not," she said.
        Her hand slid down and began caressing his penis, which quickly hardened under her touch.
        "There's only one thing that would make it better," she whispered.
        "What's that?"
        She suddenly moved astride him. "Doing it again, Mamo-chan!"
        With a quick, sure motion, she slid back, impaling herself on his hardness. She groaned with delight as his mass again plunged deep inside her, filling her up.
        "Usako," he gasped, as her womanhood embraced him tightly.
        She leaned down and pressed her lips to his, her hands resting on his shoulders. He slid his hands across her back, while she began a rapid pumping motion, thrusting up and down on his warm, throbbing member.
        "So nice," she sighed.
        "Oh, yes," he groaned in agreement.
        As she sat back up, he grasped her breasts, his fingers caressing her erect nipples. She looked down on him with half-closed eyes, gasping for breath. Their minds were still connected, and she could easily read the love and swelling passion within him. Pleasure swept through her in waves, from his fingers on her nipples, and from his bulging manhood plunging deep inside her.
        He felt her love radiating from her, as their conjoined bodies bounced and thrust together. A smile of purest bliss covered her face. With each movement, he felt her muscles pressing and squeezing his member, flooding him with raw carnal pleasure.
        Again and again, she pumped up and down on his penis, each motion carrying them both closer to the edge.
        "Oh, yes... Yes!... Oh, Mamo... So good... Oh, yes!... Yes!"
        "Usako," he moaned, feeling his body beginning to spasm sharply.
        "OH, YES! YES!!!" she cried, caught up in the throes of climax as he poured himself into her.
        Breathing heavily, she sat in place, still astride his member. He held her with his hands on her ribs, as his own breathing and heartbeat slowed down.
        "That was wonderful," she sighed, lowering herself onto his chest and kissing him.
        "Yes, Usako. Just wonderful," he agreed, folding his arms around her.
        Several minutes later, she slid off him, and kissed him once more. They lay there quietly, simply enjoying each other's presence.
        Finally, they began to stir.
        "Are you interested in dinner, Usako?" he asked, knowing the question was pointless where his Usako was concerned.
        She smiled brightly. "Of course I am, Mamo-chan. What did you have in mind?"
        "Well, other than nibbling on you..." he said, leaning over and taking her earlobe in his lips.
        "Hmmm. I do like that idea, Mamo-chan," she said. "But we do need some food, you know."
        "Yes," he agreed. "How about ordering pizza."
        "Oh, yes!" she declared, with full Usagi enthusiasm. "Two larges! One for you and one for me."
        "Well, I'm not sure I can eat that much..."
        "Oh, don't worry, Mamo-chan. I'll finish what's left."
        "You will want to leave some room for dessert, you know," he said.
        "That sounds nice," she said, with a sly grin. "A large, warm piece of my Mamo-chan."
        "Now that could be fun," he said. "But let's order dinner first. Otherwise we may be at this all night."
        "Sounds good to me."

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NOTE: For clarification, this story follows "Morning's Joy" but takes place before "Just a Matter of Chance" and part 3 of "Moonlight on the Water". Also, I must freely admit to having little idea of the bureaucracy involved in dealing with a fire alarm in a Tokyo apartment building, and that what I have related is not intended to be precisely accurate. As always, special thanks are due to my partner, collaborator, and fiancee, Hopeless Romantic, for her input, suggestions, and assistance.

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.