rlm@2: The Depths of Her Eyes rlm@2: Sailor Moon Lemon Fanfiction rlm@2: By: PsYcHoKiTtEnSeNsHi611 rlm@2: **I like to play with my shift key** rlm@2: rlm@2: Author's Notes-Hey all you out there, how are you? Please tell me you rlm@2: know what's going on here. This is a lemon. That means that there is sexual rlm@2: content of a tasteful nature. Personally, I don't really think there should rlm@2: be age limits on these things...I mean, if you're old enough to understand rlm@2: what's going on, you should be able to view these things. But, I don't make rlm@2: the rules, I'm just living in them (and bending them a little). Just rlm@2: remember, love and sex are parts of life, whether some stuffed up pig thinks rlm@2: so or not. Live and love and protect yourselves. ^-^ rlm@2: rlm@2: ~*~ rlm@2: rlm@2: "Ah," she said softly while rubbing her shoulder with her right hand, "I'm rlm@2: so stiff!" She smiled softly at me. "I must have worked out too hard at rlm@2: the gym." rlm@2: "I guess so." I looked away from her eyes and back toward the TV. I rlm@2: tried desperately, yet to no avail, not to notice how close she was sitting to rlm@2: me on my rather large couch. How every once in awhile a whisp of hair would rlm@2: come a little too close to my nose, and the scent would make me close my rlm@2: eyes for a moment and remember dreams that I knew would never come alive. rlm@2: She cleared her throat, and my eyes darted back to hers. "Do you rlm@2: think...you could help me?" rlm@2: "Huh?" I asked, my mind still a little fuzzy from my own daydreams. rlm@2: "Could you just help me get this knot out, right here?" She took my hand rlm@2: in hers, which caused a strange feeling to rise inside of me, and led it to rlm@2: her soft shoulder. I let my hands tingle with the feeling of her skin rlm@2: beneath them, and then began to breathe again. rlm@2: "Uh...sure." Slowly, I began to rub her shoulder, being careful not to rlm@2: touch her neck or anywhere below where her hand had placed mine. I could rlm@2: feel my cheeks burning, and my legs throbbing (not to mention the area that rlm@2: was in-between them). I tried not to breathe too hard as I continued to rub rlm@2: her shoulder. rlm@2: "That feels good..." she said softly, and bent her head forward. Long rlm@2: soft hair fell in front of her face as well, and I found my hand move upward to rlm@2: her neck and begin massaging the soft skin there. I finally managed to rlm@2: reach up with my left hand and do the same. "Mmm..." she moaned, and I rlm@2: swallowed hard. rlm@2: This...was this good, or was this bad? I really couldn't tell. All I rlm@2: could do was continue, my hands finally moving to the top of her neck, where rlm@2: soft skin meets the jawbone. She continued to moan softly, but the tone had rlm@2: changed just a notch, but enough to make me squirm from the unbelievable rlm@2: amount of heat that pooled at the base of my belly. She leaned her head rlm@2: back, that soft hair tumbling over my small hands and wrists, and I leaned rlm@2: forward slightly to catch it's scent. So clean, so fresh...beautiful, just rlm@2: like she was. I found myself staying in my rather awkward position, just so rlm@2: I could sit closer to her. rlm@2: Suddenly, I felt her hands on mine. I panicked, worried if she had felt rlm@2: my closeness and was repelled by it. She would throw my hands away from her rlm@2: and storm out of my house in disgust, and I would never see her beautiful rlm@2: smile ever again... rlm@2: Instead, she turned around so she was facing me, and led my hands to her rlm@2: waist. Her eyes met mine...sinking depths into a lovely ocean...and leaned rlm@2: in toward my face. I pulled back, out of pure surprise, and I felt her rlm@2: stop. Her hands were still above mine, but no longer moving. rlm@2: I could feel her, or hear her, take a deep breath. "Why are you afraid?" rlm@2: "I'm not," I swallowed hard, "afraid." rlm@2: "Yes you are!" She yelled, and I backed away from her a little further. rlm@2: I could see her take another deep breath, as if collecting herself. "You have rlm@2: a deep fear of intimacy. You know it." rlm@2: "I'm not afraid!" I said, as defensively as I could muster under the rlm@2: pressure of her deep eyes. rlm@2: "Oh really? Watch." She leaned in toward my ear, and I pulled back rlm@2: slightly. She sighed, as if from exhaustion, but didn't pull away from my rlm@2: ear. "You're afraid of me." Her soft voice barely whispered into my ear, rlm@2: but I could catch the pain in it. rlm@2: I felt my heart squeeze in my chest. I loved her so much...I would never rlm@2: hurt her, not matter what...but now I was, because I was afraid to admit to rlm@2: her, to myself, that this was what I wanted. What I needed. "No I'm not." rlm@2: New determination, carved from the raw passion and my heart beating rapidly rlm@2: in my chest, almost forced me to pull her the rest of the way toward me. I rlm@2: felt her stiffen slightly, but I didn't let go, even though I wasn't quite rlm@2: sure she wanted me to hold on. I turned her head, as gently as my shaking rlm@2: hands could muster, and kissed her soft lips. rlm@2: Heaven! The only way to describe this...this wonderful feeling. The soft rlm@2: pressure of her lips against mine, the tension behind it and the amazing rlm@2: release that came with it. She fumbled around slightly and ended up rlm@2: straddling me, lowering her small hips upon my thighs. How much I had rlm@2: wanted this, how much I had needed this...she gripped my face and parted her rlm@2: lips slightly, forcing me to do the same. The kiss deepened, and I felt the rlm@2: need inside of me deepen as well. rlm@2: I let my hands wander her freely, knowing that I couldn't stop them if I rlm@2: tried. I found little places that made her moan slightly when rlm@2: touched...that place just below her ear, her soft neck, the place just below rlm@2: her hip...sensitive places, her places... rlm@2: Her own hands began to wander me as well. I felt her fumble with the rlm@2: buttons on my shirt, but I couldn't stop to help her...not when her own rlm@2: shirt needed to be undone. I wasn't even sure what I was doing, but all I rlm@2: knew was that it felt good to touch her and she seemed to like it. I know I rlm@2: liked the way she was touching me. Who am I kidding? I loved it. rlm@2: She pulled away from my mouth, gasping slightly and looking at me through rlm@2: half-closed lids. "God..." she moaned, then seemed to try to collect rlm@2: herself. "I want you so much...I need you so much...please..." rlm@2: I gripped her hips and pulled her so she was against me. "I want you just rlm@2: as much." rlm@2: "Make love to me..." swollen lips pleaded. How could I deny the request? rlm@2: "Yes..." that husky voice wasn't mine, was it? I covered her mouth with rlm@2: my own once again, and we proceeded in moving into a better position on the rlm@2: couch. I finally ended up beneath that lovely figure and she pulled off the rlm@2: blouse she was wearing and tossed it to the side. Her small lacy bra was rlm@2: soon tossed aside as well, and I faced the new complication with complete rlm@2: confidence. Covering those little rosebuds with my hungry lips, I felt her rlm@2: shudder lightly, and those small hands wind into the back of my hair to pull rlm@2: me closer. I could feel her legs widen, perhaps out of instinct, and those rlm@2: small thighs wrap around my waist. Such exquisite pain. rlm@2: Those lovely lips could let wonderful sounds emerge from them...some I'd rlm@2: never heard before! Small "oh!'s" were quite familiar, but not the way she rlm@2: would say them. Her hands wandered again to the front of my shirt, rlm@2: awkwardly undoing the rest of the buttons. I felt her hands stroke my own rlm@2: chest, feeling around my nipples and... rlm@2: "Oh!" My head shot up and I felt her stiffen as well. My eyes met hers rlm@2: again, desire almost blurring my vision. She was still beautiful. No rlm@2: matter what...I could be blind, but I would still know her beauty. rlm@2: She kissed me again, forcing me down beneath her. My head rested softly rlm@2: on the cushions of the couch, and I reached up above me to pull her closer to rlm@2: my chest. She was so warm, so soft...her bare skin would brush mine, so rlm@2: soft, as she began to pull desperately at my clothes and her own. I could rlm@2: only watch, my hands and limbs shaking violently in the haze of passion. rlm@2: Her hands, so small and delicate, were working harder then I'd ever seen rlm@2: them. Her pulls at my pants were almost frightening in their urgency. She rlm@2: gently lifted herself off my lap and pulled them all the way off me, rlm@2: struggling but working with quick pushes and hard pulls. I slipped my hands rlm@2: up her long school skirt and touched her bare legs and thighs, until I rlm@2: reached the delicate fabric of her underwear. So soft, so sweet...just like rlm@2: her. Slowly, carefully, I pulled them off her bare legs, sliding them all rlm@2: the way down to her knees. Awkwardly she leaned back, sitting atop my rlm@2: calves and stretching her long legs towards me. I sat up as well, leaning rlm@2: forward so that our waists were level, and slid her silky white panties down rlm@2: her legs until they landed with a small sound on the carpeted floor. She rlm@2: grasped at my own underwear and managed to pull them off, until I too was rlm@2: completely naked in front of her. rlm@2: Glorious smells, glorious sights...so new and intriguing and beautiful. I rlm@2: took in as much of her as I could, treasuring the tiny details...that little rlm@2: tiny brown mole just beneath her right breast, that tiny birthmark just rlm@2: beneath her belly button...the way her waist curved in so slightly and then rlm@2: curved outward to her hips. Her tan lines revealed whiter flesh around her rlm@2: breasts and on her broad shoulders, then down again to her hips and down rlm@2: towards her... rlm@2: A deep intake of breath made me look up at her, but I realized I was the rlm@2: one who had made the sound. I could feel the tension in her calves and legs rlm@2: that were wrapped around my waist now - somehow we had managed to drift rlm@2: extremely close to each other - and I felt it in myself. I reached toward rlm@2: her, to caress that soft skin, but only managed to touch her cheek. She rlm@2: closed her eyes and kissed my hand, so soft, so sweet...I wanted to say rlm@2: something to her, to let her know...to tell her everything I'd ever wanted rlm@2: to say... rlm@2: "Chibiusa..." I managed to whisper, and for awhile I wasn't sure she had rlm@2: heard me. But when she opened those red eyes to look at me, those deep red rlm@2: eyes that plagued me with their depths, tortured me because I knew I had rlm@2: fallen into them, were now full of desire and something else. rlm@2: "Please, Hotaru...don't say anything. Just..." she swallowed hard, almost rlm@2: uncomfortably. "Just please, kiss me..." rlm@2: I didn't know what to do. Like a fool, I stared at her for quite some rlm@2: time. But, finally, the only part of my mind that actually thought caught rlm@2: on. I leaned toward those soft lips again, this time slowly...my eyes rlm@2: closed, and I felt those soft little lips against mine. Her eyelashes rlm@2: brushed my cheek as her arms came around my neck, and the soft little rlm@2: sensations sent my mind whirling, little butterflies and fireworks the color rlm@2: of her hair swirling around together. The biggest explosion, however, was rlm@2: the amazing feeling of her impatient leg wrenching itself between my legs. rlm@2: The kiss wasn't broken, but I hissed aloud. She seemed to catch the rlm@2: sound, rlm@2: and moved around so that my right leg was between both of hers. The small rlm@2: "oh" that escaped that beautiful mouth was enough. rlm@2: I broke the kiss and looked deep into those red eyes. It was time. rlm@2: I laid her back gently on the couch, her lower back resting on one of the rlm@2: armrests. Her small hands slid down to my waist, then up to my breasts rlm@2: again. The feelings were wonderful, I admit, but I had only one goal in rlm@2: mind. I was going to make her happy...so happy... rlm@2: When our hips met that first time, it sparked something more than desire rlm@2: in the both of us. I still remember the sound of her breathless moan in my rlm@2: ear, the way her arms locked around my neck, the feeling of her legs wrapped rlm@2: around my waist. I still remember those tensed muscles, the heavy rlm@2: breathing, and the small moans that increased to loud groans as our rlm@2: ministrations continued. Oh, she was so beautiful, those eyes that had me rlm@2: sinking shut tight, little beads of sweat dotting her forehead and making rlm@2: her hair a darker shade of pink. Those moans, cutting through the noise of rlm@2: the TV that was still on and going right into my mind, causing the fireworks rlm@2: to become huge bombs of pleasure. rlm@2: And when I felt her body tense, and the deep movements of her hips that rlm@2: followed, I knew what was to come...my own fabulous release...my head shot rlm@2: up to the ceiling, my eyes closed, my hips bucking and trying to drown rlm@2: themselves in her own. She held my waist fast, making sure it went to all rlm@2: the right places. The sounds of our moans mixed together filled my ears and rlm@2: my mind, and it was all I could do not to die of pure blissful pleasure. rlm@2: But that blissful high brought us crashing down. We were like that for a rlm@2: few moments that seemed so long but so short...then, my body still shaking, rlm@2: I fell atop her in a sweaty heap. Our breathing was heavy and deep, but we rlm@2: held each other until it calmed down. rlm@2: Warm, my fuzzy mind said. That's the first thing I knew as I opened my rlm@2: eyes. Warm. Warmth. So warm. I lifted my head slightly, my vision rlm@2: clearing as sleep left me. I looked up to see Chibiusa, sleeping so softly. rlm@2: Her breathing was so comforting, her chest lifting up slowly and softly. rlm@2: I smiled. She was beautiful, even when she was sleeping. Especially when rlm@2: she was sleeping. rlm@2: I laid my head back down as gently as I could, but evidently that wasn't rlm@2: soft enough. She stirred, and I cursed myself for waking her. rlm@2: "Mmm...Hotaru?" She rubbed her left eye with her hand, as if to rub the rlm@2: last bits of sleep away. rlm@2: "Hi..." I said, my voice still husky. "How are you?" rlm@2: "Wonderful." She smiled, and I giggled slightly. "You know what?" The rlm@2: tone was different, making me cease all movement. I knew that tone. It was rlm@2: so...serious. rlm@2: "What?" Panic rose in my chest, and my heart began to thud quite rapidly. rlm@2: "I..." Those red eyes turned away from me. "I don't know how to say it." rlm@2: She laughed slightly, almost sarcastically. "Me, not knowing how to say rlm@2: something. Ironic." rlm@2: "Chibiusa...you're...I don't understand. What can't you say?" I began to rlm@2: worry about my heartbeat. rlm@2: "I have to tell you something, Hotaru. And it's very important. It has rlm@2: to do with all this," she waved her hand to the couch and to us. I tilted my rlm@2: head to the side, still confused. "I don't know how you're going to react rlm@2: to me telling you what I need to say." rlm@2: "Chibiusa, whatever it is...please tell me. I want to know. I promise, I rlm@2: won't make fun of you, or act weird. Just please, tell me." I was trying rlm@2: to strain my voice so she could know how much I cared, but my heart seemed rlm@2: to be preventing it. The thudding was so violent I clutched at my chest in rlm@2: pure worry. rlm@2: "Hotaru...I..." still hesitant...still trying to hard, "I...love you." rlm@2: She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. I stared at her, that beautiful rlm@2: form, for a long time. Finally, I managed to part my heavy lips and speak. rlm@2: It came out in barely a whisper. But she still heard me. "I love you, rlm@2: too." rlm@2: rlm@2: ~*~ rlm@2: rlm@2: WeLl HeLlO aLl yOu CaTs AnD kItTeNs OuT tHeRe! rlm@2: This story I hereby dedicate to the wonderful Ghost of 'Lectricity, the rlm@2: one and only! As you all must very well know, I do love to play with my shift rlm@2: key. rlm@2: I also must say that these two beautiful characters are not of my own rlm@2: creation, but the wonderful Naoko Takeuchi. All the usual disclaimers rlm@2: apply...so no one can sue me or anything stupid like that. However, the rlm@2: plot is mine, so no one can jack that either. rlm@2: Ok, ok, no I actually have to get to the point. I hereby dedicate this rlm@2: story to the amazing Ghost of 'Lectricity himself! ^-^ It's your present, rlm@2: so I hope you enjoy it. rlm@2: Love you all! rlm@2: <3 Gabrielle rlm@2: rlm@2: The PsYcHoKiTtEnSeNsHi611... rlm@2: