Usagi's Surprise
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"



        Usagi hurried toward the food court of the mall, the aromas from the different booths making her hungry. She carried several bags with her.
        "Usagi-chan!" Naru called, waving from the table where she was sitting.
        "Naru-chan!" she called in reply, heading toward her.
        "So, what all did you get?" Naru asked, after Usagi had sat down.
        Usagi blushed, and shook her head. "All I can say is it's a surprise for Mamo-chan."
        "Oh, really?" Naru asked suspiciously, raising her eyebrows. "Have you done something naughty?"
        "Naru-chan!" Usagi protested. "Of course not. All I have done is work up an appetite. I need something to eat."
        "Well, that's certainly a surprise," Naru quipped.
        They walked over to one of the food booths. Usagi returned with extra-large portions and a large milkshake, while Naru went with the light portion and a diet cola.
        "I don't know how you manage to eat so much," Naru said, shaking her head.
        "I can't help it," Usagi said. "I just seem to work up quite an appetite."
        "And I suppose Mamoru-kun helps you to work it off, hmmm?"
        Usagi was busily inhaling her food in her usual fashion, as Naru's remark sank in. Her eyes went wide, then she glared at Naru.
        Just then, two high school age boys stopped beside their table. "Hello, pretty ladies," one of the boys said.
        "Surely you two need some company," the other said, looking Naru up and down.
        "Not interested," Usagi said with a scowl.
        "That's right," Naru agreed. "Besides, we both already have boyfriends. She's practically engaged... and my boyfriend attacked the last guy who tried to hit on me. It wasn't pretty."
        Usagi stifled a giggle, while the two boys looked at each other uncertainly.
        "Well, I don't see any sign of either of them," the first boy said, as the other glanced around.
        Usagi looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "Then it's your lucky day," she said. "My guy is good with thrown weapons. You might not even know he was there until it was too late. So, why don't you do yourselves a favor and just get lost."
        "Yes," Naru agreed. "And then we won't have to tell our boyfriends about being accosted by two jerks who tried to get fresh."
        "And there's also the two security guards over there who I'm sure haven't had any excitement today," Usagi said. "They'd probably just love to throw you two out of here if we were to start screaming... or let you find out the hard way what we've learned in the way of self-defense."
        Naru slipped her hand into her handbag. The boys stepped back.
        "OK. OK," the first boy said. "Your loss." They turned and walked away.
        "I don't think so," Usagi said.
        "Definitely," Naru agreed, putting her handbag down. "Usagi? Thrown weapons?"
        "Hunh? Oh, ah, Mamo-chan is, uhm, quite good with darts, and, ah, he did mention taking a martial arts class that dealt with throwing weapons," Usagi said. "Besides, it's not as strange a notion as that of Umino-kun beating someone up, you know."
        "True, but you do have to admit, it was not pretty when he tried," Naru replied.
        She nodded her head in agreement. "Definitely not pretty."
        They finished eating, then collected their things.
        "Do you want to come back to my home for a while?" Naru asked as they walked to the door.
        Usagi glanced at the clock. "Sorry, Naru-chan. I'm afraid I can't. I still have some things to do before Mamo-chan gets home."
        "OK. See you later, Usagi-chan."
        "Bye," Usagi replied, hurrying to catch the bus that would take her to Mamoru's.

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        Usagi checked the rice once more. Mamoru was due home any moment now, and she was determined to have dinner ready for him. Thanks to Makoto, she was developing a fairly diverse cooking repertoire of comparatively simple recipes.
        Just then, she heard Mamoru's key in the lock. He entered the apartment to be met by the smell of curry.
        "Usako?" he called, as the door latched behind him.
        "Mamo-chan!" she cried, hurling herself joyfully at him for her usual full-tackle hug.
        "I wasn't expecting you tonight," he said, embracing her. "Is that curry? It smells good."
        "Yes," she said. "And it's just about ready. I'll have it served in just a few minutes."
        "Well, don't let me keep you," he said, leaning down and kissing the side of her neck while sliding a hand over her bottom.
        She sighed as her body began to respond. "You are terrible," she groaned. "That's dessert."
        "Alright," he said, slipping off his shoes.
        Returning to the kitchen, she set out two plates and began serving.
        He returned from the bathroom just as she was setting the two plates on the table. Sitting down, he poured them both a cup of tea. She sat down and took a sip of the tea. He picked up his chop sticks and took a piece of chicken, soon feeling a burning sensation on the back of his tongue.
        "That's strong," he exclaimed, reaching for the tea.
        "Yes. This is the hotter version," she said. "That's why Mako says to go heavy on the rice."
        He nodded, picking up another piece of chicken, but this time with rice.
        "Ahh, that's better," he said. "It's hot, but very good."
        She smiled happily. "I'm glad you like it."
        "And I like coming home to find you here, my love," he said. "That's what I really like."
        "I like being here," she said. "I like being anywhere with you."
        He leaned across the table. She leaned forward to meet him and their lips came together.
        "I love you, Usako," he whispered.
        "And I love you, Mamo-chan," she replied softly.

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        "I'll be out in just a minute, Mamo-chan," she said, having retreated to the bedroom, telling him she had a surprise for him.
        He had already removed his clothes, now wearing just his robe. With the lights turned down, he lit several candles, then sat down on the sofa, a CD playing on the stereo.
        The door opened. "Ooooohhh, Maaaammmmooo-chaaannnn," she called, in a sultry voice.
        She stepped into the hallway. His eyes went wide, and he fought back a laugh. "Ah, that's, uh, really something," he said.
        She stood there in a pink one-piece fuzzy pajama suit, with covered feet, and a headband with matching pink bunny ears. With a flourish, she spun around, revealing a white 'rabbit tail' sewn on over her bottom.
        "Do you like it?" she asked, with a bright grin.
        "Uhm, well... It, ah, is really cute," he said, still rather perplexed. "You make a cute bunny."
        She giggled, her hand reaching for the zipper at her throat. "I think I can manage more than just 'cute'," she said.
        Moving into the room, she drew the zipper down just a bit, then turned her back to him, shaking her bottom from side to side.
        He felt his manhood hardening with the thought of what she was doing, settling back on the sofa to just see what she had planned.
        With an exaggerated motion of her arm, she pulled the zipper all the way down. As she began to turn around, she pulled the suit open and back off her shoulders, revealing for him a lacy red negligee.
        His penis bulged painfully at the sight of her, and he gasped for breath. She had the suit down below her waist, continuing to slide it down over her long, shapely legs, and then stepped out of it completely. Turning around once more, she swept her hands up over her thighs and her sides, then blew him a kiss.
        "What do you think now?" she asked.
        "I certainly like what I'm seeing," he said, shifting position slightly.
        She noticed his bulging manhood, moving in over him and kissing his lips. His hands slid along her arms. "I'm sure you wouldn't object to seeing more, now would you, Mamo-chan?"
        "Of course not, Usako."
        Her lips pressed to his once more and her tongue slipped into his mouth. As she stepped back, she slid one strap off her shoulder, then blew him another kiss. She moved closer once more, reaching down and opening his robe.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan. You have a serious problem," she giggled, running a finger softly over his hardness.
        He groaned as his entire body was on fire, yearning for her.
        She stepped back again, now slowly unfastening one odango and letting the hair fall loose. After unfastening the other one, and tossing aside the bunny ears, her hair hung down her back in a long cascade of spun gold. She turned her back to him while she slipped the other strap down, very slowly inching the negligee down as she rotated around to face him. With an arm, she covered her breasts as the negligee slid off them, continuing her rotation and once more turning her back to him. Stopping, she pushed the negligee down completely, then stepped out of it. Now completely naked, she turned back toward him.
        "Do you still like what you're seeing, Mamo-chan?" she asked.
        "Oh, Usako," he sighed. "You know I do. I could never get tired of this."
        She grinned, crouching in front of him and taking his bulging member in her hand. He moaned softly as she stroked his full length firmly, then kissed his tip. She brushed her tongue over his tip, then took it in her mouth.
        "Usako," he groaned.
        She could feel his love and passion to the depths of her soul, even as his body trembled in response to her hand, lips, and tongue. Her hand slid to the base of his member, then stroked back to the edge of the tip, holding him firmly. As she slid her hand back down, she stopped and held his shaft in place, then took his tip in her mouth, sucking him determinedly.
        He looked down at her, now licking his tip like a lollipop, before again taking it in her mouth. Pleasure swept over him, leaving him to feel as if his head were no longer fully connected to the rest of his body. Her soft lips, her velvety tongue, the silky moistness of her mouth, combined with the incredible, irrepressible passion for life that she brought to all things, were working the most exquisite magic on his throbbing, pulsing shaft.
        She felt the stronger spasms sweep through him as she continued to lick and suck his shaft with joyful abandon. Already, she could taste some of his fluid on her tongue. Her hand slid under his sac, her fingers softly caressing him there. He groaned in reply. As her lips rubbed over the highly sensitive edges of his tip, her fingers pressed into the sensitive spot behind his sac. With another groan, his entire body spasmed. She pulled back just as he peaked.
        "Oh, Usako," he gasped, lying back on the sofa.
        "Mamo-chan," she sighed. "I love you so much."
        She crouched on the sofa next to him, kissing first his lips, then softly licking and sucking at his nipples. He groaned once more, his arms enfolding her. She sighed happily as she briefly rested her head on his chest, feeling his warmth and hearing the strong beating of his heart. Moving up, she kissed him deeply, her tongue slipping over his lips and into his mouth.
        As they kissed, he ran a hand through the soft, silky strands of her hair. His heart swelled with the love he felt for this young woman, a love that had lasted through two lifetimes, even as his arousal rose again in response to her beautiful, sexy form and what she was doing to him. She bent down and rasped her tongue over his nipple, bringing a soft gasp from him. His hands continued to sweep over her.
        She moved back, standing up and taking his hand. He slowly rose to his feet, his member again becoming hard and erect. The sight of it made her own yearning only grow stronger. A grin formed on his lips and, with a surprising speed, he moved forward, sweeping her off her feet and into his strong arms in one swift, smooth motion.
        "Mamo-chan!" she gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck as he held her.
        "You don't mind," he said.
        "Of course not," she agreed with a giggle.
        He carried her back into the bedroom and placed her down on the bed. She smiled up at him as he climbed on the bed and moved over her. He pressed his lips to hers, hungrily, passion welling up intensely within them both. A soft moan came from the back of her throat. He looked down at her, seeing her crescent moon shining clearly on her forehead. He kissed her once more, then formed a rose in his hand.
        She looked up at the beautiful, flawless red of the rose, watching as he brushed it softly over her aroused nipple. Energy tingled with pleasure as the soft, silky petals stroked her flesh.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she groaned with delight.
        He continued to sweep the rose over her nipple with light strokes, letting his energy flow into her. After a moment, fighting the urge to just feast on those exquisite breasts, he slid the rose down into her valley, and then slowly across her abdomen. Her body shivered with pleasure as he moved over her. Unbidden, her legs drifted open, while he brushed the rose through the soft blond curls covering her mound. He bent down and softly, gently brushed his lips over the flesh just above the curls. Sitting back up, he moved the rose between her thighs and over her dripping nether lips.
        "Oh, yes," she moaned.
        As her honey collected on the rose, it began to shimmer softly. He brushed the wet petals over her lips, and spun it slowly in his fingers.
        She gasped and her entire body trembled, once more feeling as if the rose was deep inside her. Her inner muscles clenched reflexively, while her nerves seemed to register the soft petal strokes all through her womanhood, driving her crazy with desire.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan!" she gasped.
        Still struggling with his own desire, he spread her lips open with his fingers, then swept the petals across her swollen jewel.
        "Oh, gods!" she cried, her entire body shaking as intense, overwhelming ecstasy swept through her like an electric charge.
        The ginzuishou began to glow from within her brooch on the night table, its energy washing over her and bathing her in a silver radiance. The rose glowed as well as their energies combined. The petals touched her jewel once more and she was shaken by a still more powerful burst of raw pleasure, crying out wordlessly.
        He continued to brush her with the rose, which seemed to be absorbing her moisture into its petals. Energy tingled between them, and he could tell she was fast approaching the brink.
        An intense, yet incredibly pleasurable warmth spread through her, even as her body shook uncontrollably in the grips of pure, carnal ecstasy. He slid the rose down and twisted it against her lips, leaving her feeling the brushing petals to the depths of her womanhood, before returning to her jewel and setting her on fire.
        "Oh, yes!" she cried, being swept away. "Oh, gods!... Mamo-chan!... Oh, yes!... OOOOHHH, YYYEEESSSS!!"
        Her entire body locked up in orgasm, which their combined energies only seemed to intensify.
        The rose glowed brilliantly as she peaked, and her honey flooded over it. The ginzuishou also flared, pouring a bright glow across both of them. Through their link, he felt her pleasure and happiness, feeling his heart warm. At the same time, the sight of her lying there in intense passion was only increasing his own yearning, as his penis bulged and throbbed, demonstrating his desperate need for relief.
        The rose still shone as he lifted it away from her, the petals covered in bright droplets as after a soft, spring rain. He touched it to his lips, tasting her honey and smelling her aroma, while feeling energy running through him. Leaning over her, he touched the rose to her nipples, bringing soft gasps from her as her body trembled, and it left brilliant little droplets on her flesh, which quickly seemed to soak into her. He then brought the rose to her lips.
        She felt the soft petals on her lips, and the energy coursing through her, making her feel so charged up and alive, even after such an intense orgasm. As she tasted the moisture on the rose, she felt the energy grow even stronger.
        "Oh Mamo-chan, my prince," she sighed.
        "Usako, my princess," he whispered in reply, kissing her lips.
        He picked up her brooch, which still had his earlier rose attached and looking as fresh and vibrant as the day he had given it to her, and set it on her chest. Placing her hand and his own on the brooch, he then touched the rose to the ginzuishou. With a bright flash, the rose changed to pure energy, floating there, shimmering, before melting away into both of them. The silver glow around them took on even more of a rose hue as the ginzuishou flared again, the attached rose now glowing as well. They could feel its protective energies washing over them.
        Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, her bent down and hungrily took her nipple in his mouth. The taste of her flesh seemed even sweeter as his tongue swept over it, before again pressing her aroused tip in his lips and suckling it.
        "Oh, yes," she groaned.
        He set the still-glowing ginzuishou aside on the pillow, then moved between her legs and lowered himself into position. Their lips came together for an intense kiss, expressing all their pent up physical longings and desires demanding release.
        She groaned with delight as his engorged tip pressed into her, beginning to spread her wide. His manhood seemed a bit larger then usually as he slid a bit deeper, then rocked back. She clung to him with her arms and legs, pulling her legs up just as he thrust forward, sending his swollen shaft plunging deep inside her womanhood.
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she cried softly in utter delight, so exquisitely happy to have her body melded to his in this wondrous expression of their love for each other.
        He kissed her, his heart overflowing, as he too felt the indescribable joy of being once more physically conjoined with his eternal love. With a gentle motion, he pulled back, feeling her inner muscles grasping his member tightly, before rocking forward once more.
        Energy continued to flow between them, setting her nerves on fire. His love sang in her heart, even as his manhood filled her so perfectly. Her hands swept over his back as they moved together. She gasped softly with each stroke, flooded with purest ecstasy.
        "Usako," he gasped, looking down into those large blue eyes, blazing with passion, even as he felt it so clearly through their link.
        He saw her crescent moon now shining with a brilliant light of its own as they thrust together. Her hands stroked his back, while he pressed his lips to hers. Again and again they moved in a slow, timeless rhythm. Their minds opened still more and their nerves tingled with energy and pleasure swelling ever more intensely within them.
        "Oh, gods!" she gasped, clinging to him desperately.
        With his next thrust, she pulled her legs up a little more, giving him a slightly deeper penetration and leaving her groaning in delight. He pushed forward once more, his throbbing warm mass deep within her spreading her so wide and stoking the fires of passion ever higher.
        With a groan, he thrust up harder, feeling his own need growing still stronger and driving him faster and more desperately.
        "Oh, yes!... Oh, Mamo... Mamo-chan!... Oh, yes!... Oh, gods!... So good!" she cried breathlessly, as he swept her ever higher, before sending her soaring spectacularly over the edge. "MAMO-CHAAAAAANNNNNN!!"
        As her entire body locked up, clamping down on him fiercely, and the most intense ecstasy flooded through their link, he struggled to hold himself in check. Finally, as her climactic spasm began to fade, he pushed forward.
        "Oooohhh," she sighed with pleasure.
        He kissed her lips, feeling her own need still as strong as his own, while the most intense love radiated between them as soul-mates made themselves physically one.
        She gasped with joy as his manhood throbbed within her, its fast, hard pace flooding her with pleasure. Looking up into the eyes of her future husband, Usagi felt exquisite happiness, knowing this was just what the fates had intended. Her hands felt the strong contours of his back, even as he pushed into her still harder, gasping and groaning himself. Their lips came together once more.
        "Usako," he gasped.
        "Mamo-chan," she sighed with purest love.
        He drove himself into her again and again, two bodies made one. The crystal's glow continued to surround them, penetrating deeply, intensifying the experience for both of them. His shaft, and then his entire body was quivering uncontrollably as he pushed forward, growing only more intense with the next thrust.
        "Oh, yes!" she cried.
        She tightened her grip with her inner muscles, feeling the full length of his shaft throbbing wildly. As he rocked back, she felt an intense spasm beginning to build within herself.
        He pushed forward, his entire body consumed in climax, plunging his member deep into her even as it extended just a bit longer, before pouring himself into her in a raging flood. The crystal flared still brighter, seeming to add more energy to them.
        "MAMO-CHAAAAANNNN!!" she cried in intense ecstasy, as his climactic thrust sent her into magnificent orgasm.
        "Usako," he groaned, his body still locked up and emptying himself into her.
        Energy, thoughts, and emotions flooded between them, even as the warmth of his semen spread through her womanhood. His head rest alongside hers as their bodies began to go limp. No words were necessary as each could feel the other's emotions. They lay together, with no concept of time, still intimately connected and reveling in such a deep sharing of themselves.
        Finally, the crystal's glow faded and their connection began slowly to fade to its normal level. He lifted his head and kissed her.
        "I love you, Usako," he said. "Forever and always."
        "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed happily. "I love you. So very much."
        They lay together for several more minutes, before he lifted himself up and slipped out of her. She sighed softly with loss as he withdrew, removing his warmth from inside her. He placed her brooch back on the night table, then pulled the blanket up and lay beside her. She snuggled closer, kissing his cheek.
        As she rested her head against him, she felt herself filled with happiness and satisfaction. Her arm slid across his chest and she sighed contentedly as she began to drift toward sleep.
        He felt her happiness, feeling just as happy himself as he lay there with this young woman he loved to the depths of his soul. As her breathing slowed, he closed his eyes and opened his mind to her, soon to join her in sleep and, perhaps, a very pleasant dream. He had to admit, however, that being able to fall asleep with her after an episode of torrid passion, and then to wake beside her was better than any dream could ever be. Once more, just before sleep overtook him, he repeated his thanks to the fates for having blessed him with the love of this incredibly beautiful and loving young woman.

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NOTE: My better half, Hopeless Romantic, inspired me with the basic idea of this story, although she didn't know it at the time.

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