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+The Depths of Her Eyes
+Sailor Moon Lemon Fanfiction
+By:  PsYcHoKiTtEnSeNsHi611
+**I like to play with my shift key**
+	Author's Notes-Hey all you out there, how are you?  Please tell me you
+know what's going on here.  This is a lemon.  That means that there is sexual
+content of a tasteful nature.  Personally, I don't really think there should
+be age limits on these things...I mean, if you're old enough to understand
+what's going on, you should be able to view these things.  But, I don't make
+the rules, I'm just living in them (and bending them a little).  Just
+remember, love and sex are parts of life, whether some stuffed up pig thinks
+so or not.  Live and love and protect yourselves.  ^-^
+~*~
+	"Ah," she said softly while rubbing her shoulder with her right hand, "I'm
+so stiff!"  She smiled softly at me.  "I must have worked out too hard at
+the gym."
+	"I guess so."  I looked away from her eyes and back toward the TV.  I
+tried desperately, yet to no avail, not to notice how close she was sitting to
+me on my rather large couch.  How every once in awhile a whisp of hair would
+come a little too close to my nose, and the scent would make me close my
+eyes for a moment and remember dreams that I knew would never come alive.
+	She cleared her throat, and my eyes darted back to hers.  "Do you
+think...you could help me?"
+	"Huh?"  I asked, my mind still a little fuzzy from my own daydreams.
+	"Could you just help me get this knot out, right here?"  She took my hand
+in hers, which caused a strange feeling to rise inside of me, and led it to
+her soft shoulder.  I let my hands tingle with the feeling of her skin
+beneath them, and then began to breathe again.
+	"Uh...sure."  Slowly, I began to rub her shoulder, being careful not to
+touch her neck or anywhere below where her hand had placed mine.  I could
+feel my cheeks burning, and my legs throbbing (not to mention the area that
+was in-between them).  I tried not to breathe too hard as I continued to rub
+her shoulder.
+	"That feels good..." she said softly, and bent her head forward.  Long
+soft hair fell in front of her face as well, and I found my hand move upward to
+her neck and begin massaging the soft skin there.  I finally managed to
+reach up with my left hand and do the same.  "Mmm..." she moaned, and I
+swallowed hard.
+	This...was this good, or was this bad?  I really couldn't tell.  All I
+could do was continue, my hands finally moving to the top of her neck, where
+soft skin meets the jawbone.  She continued to moan softly, but the tone had
+changed just a notch, but enough to make me squirm from the unbelievable
+amount of heat that pooled at the base of my belly.  She leaned her head
+back, that soft hair tumbling over my small hands and wrists, and I leaned
+forward slightly to catch it's scent.  So clean, so fresh...beautiful, just
+like she was.  I found myself staying in my rather awkward position, just so
+I could sit closer to her.
+	Suddenly, I felt her hands on mine.  I panicked, worried if she had felt
+my closeness and was repelled by it.  She would throw my hands away from her
+and storm out of my house in disgust, and I would never see her beautiful
+smile ever again...
+	Instead, she turned around so she was facing me, and led my hands to her
+waist.  Her eyes met mine...sinking depths into a lovely ocean...and leaned
+in toward my face.  I pulled back, out of pure surprise, and I felt her
+stop.  Her hands were still above mine, but no longer moving.
+	I could feel her, or hear her, take a deep breath.  "Why are you afraid?"
+	"I'm not," I swallowed hard, "afraid."
+	"Yes you are!"  She yelled, and I backed away from her a little further.
+I could see her take another deep breath, as if collecting herself.  "You have
+a deep fear of intimacy.  You know it."
+	"I'm not afraid!"  I said, as defensively as I could muster under the
+pressure of her deep eyes.
+	"Oh really?  Watch."  She leaned in toward my ear, and I pulled back
+slightly.  She sighed, as if from exhaustion, but didn't pull away from my
+ear.  "You're afraid of me."  Her soft voice barely whispered into my ear,
+but I could catch the pain in it.
+	I felt my heart squeeze in my chest.  I loved her so much...I would never
+hurt her, not matter what...but now I was, because I was afraid to admit to
+her, to myself, that this was what I wanted.  What I needed.  "No I'm not."
+New determination, carved from the raw passion and my heart beating rapidly
+in my chest, almost forced me to pull her the rest of the way toward me.  I
+felt her stiffen slightly, but I didn't let go, even though I wasn't quite
+sure she wanted me to hold on.  I turned her head, as gently as my shaking
+hands could muster, and kissed her soft lips.
+	Heaven!  The only way to describe this...this wonderful feeling.  The soft
+pressure of her lips against mine, the tension behind it and the amazing
+release that came with it.  She fumbled around slightly and ended up
+straddling me, lowering her small hips upon my thighs.  How much I had
+wanted this, how much I had needed this...she gripped my face and parted her
+lips slightly, forcing me to do the same.  The kiss deepened, and I felt the
+need inside of me deepen as well.
+	I let my hands wander her freely, knowing that I couldn't stop them if I
+tried.  I found little places that made her moan slightly when
+touched...that place just below her ear, her soft neck, the place just below
+her hip...sensitive places, her places...
+	Her own hands began to wander me as well.  I felt her fumble with the
+buttons on my shirt, but I couldn't stop to help her...not when her own
+shirt needed to be undone.  I wasn't even sure what I was doing, but all I
+knew was that it felt good to touch her and she seemed to like it.  I know I
+liked the way she was touching me.  Who am I kidding?  I loved it.
+	She pulled away from my mouth, gasping slightly and looking at me through
+half-closed lids.  "God..." she moaned, then seemed to try to collect
+herself.  "I want you so much...I need you so much...please..."
+	I gripped her hips and pulled her so she was against me.  "I want you just
+as much."
+	"Make love to me..." swollen lips pleaded.  How could I deny the request?
+	"Yes..." that husky voice wasn't mine, was it?  I covered her mouth with
+my own once again, and we proceeded in moving into a better position on the
+couch.  I finally ended up beneath that lovely figure and she pulled off the
+blouse she was wearing and tossed it to the side.  Her small lacy bra was
+soon tossed aside as well, and I faced the new complication with complete
+confidence.  Covering those little rosebuds with my hungry lips, I felt her
+shudder lightly, and those small hands wind into the back of my hair to pull
+me closer.  I could feel her legs widen, perhaps out of instinct, and those
+small thighs wrap around my waist.  Such exquisite pain.
+	Those lovely lips could let wonderful sounds emerge from them...some I'd
+never heard before!  Small "oh!'s" were quite familiar, but not the way she
+would say them.  Her hands wandered again to the front of my shirt,
+awkwardly undoing the rest of the buttons.  I felt her hands stroke my own
+chest, feeling around my nipples and...
+	"Oh!"  My head shot up and I felt her stiffen as well.  My eyes met hers
+again, desire almost blurring my vision.  She was still beautiful.  No
+matter what...I could be blind, but I would still know her beauty.
+	She kissed me again, forcing me down beneath her.  My head rested softly
+on the cushions of the couch, and I reached up above me to pull her closer to
+my chest.  She was so warm, so soft...her bare skin would brush mine, so
+soft, as she began to pull desperately at my clothes and her own.  I could
+only watch, my hands and limbs shaking violently in the haze of passion.
+	Her hands, so small and delicate, were working harder then I'd ever seen
+them.  Her pulls at my pants were almost frightening in their urgency.  She
+gently lifted herself off my lap and pulled them all the way off me,
+struggling but working with quick pushes and hard pulls.  I slipped my hands
+up her long school skirt and touched her bare legs and thighs, until I
+reached the delicate fabric of her underwear.  So soft, so sweet...just like
+her.  Slowly, carefully, I pulled them off her bare legs, sliding them all
+the way down to her knees.  Awkwardly she leaned back, sitting atop my
+calves and stretching her long legs towards me.  I sat up as well, leaning
+forward so that our waists were level, and slid her silky white panties down
+her legs until they landed with a small sound on the carpeted floor.  She
+grasped at my own underwear and managed to pull them off, until I too was
+completely naked in front of her.
+	Glorious smells, glorious sights...so new and intriguing and beautiful.  I
+took in as much of her as I could, treasuring the tiny details...that little
+tiny brown mole just beneath her right breast, that tiny birthmark just
+beneath her belly button...the way her waist curved in so slightly and then
+curved outward to her hips.  Her tan lines revealed whiter flesh around her
+breasts and on her broad shoulders, then down again to her hips and down
+towards her...
+	A deep intake of breath made me look up at her, but I realized I was the
+one who had made the sound.  I could feel the tension in her calves and legs
+that were wrapped around my waist now - somehow we had managed to drift
+extremely close to each other - and I felt it in myself.  I reached toward
+her, to caress that soft skin, but only managed to touch her cheek.  She
+closed her eyes and kissed my hand, so soft, so sweet...I wanted to say
+something to her, to let her know...to tell her everything I'd ever wanted
+to say...
+	"Chibiusa..." I managed to whisper, and for awhile I wasn't sure she had
+heard me.  But when she opened those red eyes to look at me, those deep red
+eyes that plagued me with their depths, tortured me because I knew I had
+fallen into them, were now full of desire and something else.
+	"Please, Hotaru...don't say anything.  Just..." she swallowed hard, almost
+uncomfortably.  "Just please, kiss me..."
+	I didn't know what to do.  Like a fool, I stared at her for quite some
+time.  But, finally, the only part of my mind that actually thought caught
+on.  I leaned toward those soft lips again, this time slowly...my eyes
+closed, and I felt those soft little lips against mine.  Her eyelashes
+brushed my cheek as her arms came around my neck, and the soft little
+sensations sent my mind whirling, little butterflies and fireworks the color
+of her hair swirling around together.  The biggest explosion, however, was
+the amazing feeling of her impatient leg wrenching itself between my legs.
+	The kiss wasn't broken, but I hissed aloud.  She seemed to catch the
+sound,
+and moved around so that my right leg was between both of hers.  The small
+"oh" that escaped that beautiful mouth was enough.
+	I broke the kiss and looked deep into those red eyes.  It was time.
+	I laid her back gently on the couch, her lower back resting on one of the
+armrests.  Her small hands slid down to my waist, then up to my breasts
+again.  The feelings were wonderful, I admit, but I had only one goal in
+mind.  I was going to make her happy...so happy...
+	When our hips met that first time, it sparked something more than desire
+in the both of us.  I still remember the sound of her breathless moan in my
+ear, the way her arms locked around my neck, the feeling of her legs wrapped
+around my waist.  I still remember those tensed muscles, the heavy
+breathing, and the small moans that increased to loud groans as our
+ministrations continued.  Oh, she was so beautiful, those eyes that had me
+sinking shut tight, little beads of sweat dotting her forehead and making
+her hair a darker shade of pink.  Those moans, cutting through the noise of
+the TV that was still on and going right into my mind, causing the fireworks
+to become huge bombs of pleasure.
+	And when I felt her body tense, and the deep movements of her hips that
+followed, I knew what was to come...my own fabulous release...my head shot
+up to the ceiling, my eyes closed, my hips bucking and trying to drown
+themselves in her own.  She held my waist fast, making sure it went to all
+the right places.  The sounds of our moans mixed together filled my ears and
+my mind, and it was all I could do not to die of pure blissful pleasure.
+	But that blissful high brought us crashing down.  We were like that for a
+few moments that seemed so long but so short...then, my body still shaking,
+I fell atop her in a sweaty heap.  Our breathing was heavy and deep, but we
+held each other until it calmed down.
+	Warm, my fuzzy mind said.  That's the first thing I knew as I opened my
+eyes.  Warm.  Warmth.  So warm.  I lifted my head slightly, my vision
+clearing as sleep left me.  I looked up to see Chibiusa, sleeping so softly.
+Her breathing was so comforting, her chest lifting up slowly and softly.
+I smiled.  She was beautiful, even when she was sleeping.  Especially when
+she was sleeping.
+	I laid my head back down as gently as I could, but evidently that wasn't
+soft enough.  She stirred, and I cursed myself for waking her.
+	"Mmm...Hotaru?"  She rubbed her left eye with her hand, as if to rub the
+last bits of sleep away.
+	"Hi..." I said, my voice still husky.  "How are you?"
+	"Wonderful."  She smiled, and I giggled slightly.  "You know what?"  The
+tone was different, making me cease all movement.  I knew that tone.  It was
+so...serious.
+	"What?"  Panic rose in my chest, and my heart began to thud quite rapidly.
+	"I..." Those red eyes turned away from me.  "I don't know how to say it."
+She laughed slightly, almost sarcastically.  "Me, not knowing how to say
+something.  Ironic."
+	"Chibiusa...you're...I don't understand.  What can't you say?"  I began to
+worry about my heartbeat.
+	"I have to tell you something, Hotaru.  And it's very important.  It has
+to do with all this," she waved her hand to the couch and to us.  I tilted my
+head to the side, still confused.  "I don't know how you're going to react
+to me telling you what I need to say."
+	"Chibiusa, whatever it is...please tell me.  I want to know.  I promise, I
+won't make fun of you, or act weird.  Just please, tell me."  I was trying
+to strain my voice so she could know how much I cared, but my heart seemed
+to be preventing it.  The thudding was so violent I clutched at my chest in
+pure worry.
+	"Hotaru...I..." still hesitant...still trying to hard, "I...love you."
+She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath.  I stared at her, that beautiful
+form, for a long time.  Finally, I managed to part my heavy lips and speak.
+	It came out in barely a whisper.  But she still heard me.  "I love you,
+too."
+~*~
+WeLl HeLlO aLl yOu CaTs AnD kItTeNs OuT tHeRe!
+	This story I hereby dedicate to the wonderful Ghost of 'Lectricity, the
+one and only!  As you all must very well know, I do love to play with my shift
+key.
+	I also must say that these two beautiful characters are not of my own
+creation, but the wonderful Naoko Takeuchi.  All the usual disclaimers
+apply...so no one can sue me or anything stupid like that.  However, the
+plot is mine, so no one can jack that either.
+	Ok, ok, no I actually have to get to the point.  I hereby dedicate this
+story to the amazing Ghost of 'Lectricity himself!  ^-^  It's your present,
+so I hope you enjoy it.
+	Love you all!
+	<3 Gabrielle
+	The PsYcHoKiTtEnSeNsHi611...

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