Sailor Moon, aka Usagi Tsukino, normally wasn't this decisive. But she had just been through a rather traumatic battle with her teammates, and quite frankly she needed some relief.
Her time-displaced daughter from the future, Chibi-Usa, only offered a token amount of insults as she prepared to seduce her lover, Mamoru Chiba, aka Tuxedo Mask, the vigilante who aided Sailor Moon and her fellow Sailor Senshi in battle. Because Chibi-Usa knew that tonight was the night she was conceived. And she didn't want to interfere with that.
Usagi, her impossibly long, blond hair bound up in buns with long pigtails, began going through her outfits frantically, trying to find the best thing to seduce Mamoru into sex. "Something revealing, but not too slutty..." she said, tossing dress after dress aside. "Gaaah, the one time I need sexy and I only have cute!"
Nearby, Luna, Usagi's talking cat, watched with amusement as her charge tore apart her closet.
"Come ooooon," Usagi whined. "I have to have something sexy in here!"
Luna rolled her eyes. "Usagi dear," she said.
Usagi eeped, startled. "Luna, what?" she asked.
"The disguise transformation pen?" Luna suggested, smirking slightly.
Usagi blinked, and then slapped herself on the forehead. "Gah. I really am a meatball head," she said. "Haven't used the thing in so long I've forgotten about it..." She eventually found the device, a small, magical pen-shaped item. "Any suggestions, Luna?" Usagi asked excitedly.
"I'm a cat," Luna said. "My standards of attractive are different than yours. That being said..." An amused grin came to the cat's face. "I have noticed Tuxedo Mask sometimes watching for panty shots when you girls are in costume."
Usagi blushed. "Really always wondered why the skirts were so small," she said. She wasn't about to be angry at him looking at her teammates, as she'd had fantasies involving orgies with her teammates and her future husband.
That evening, Mamoru came back from work to a surprise. A hot dinner of his favorite foods was on the table, with two settings. The food was amateurishly cooked, but edible. Which meant one thing.
"Usagi..." he said with a smile, taking off his shoes and setting them aside. And then, when he went into the living room to take off his coat...
"Halt, evildoer!" said Usagi. She wore a skirt that was even more mini than her costume's skirt, red lace panties, her original costume's glove and boots, and a bow wrapped around her breasts. "I hereby accuse you of being so sexy it's criminal! In the name of the moon, I shall punish your manparts with my ladybits!"
Mamoru snickered. "That sounded better in your head, didn't it?" he said.
Usagi blushed. "Maybe a little," she said.
Mamoru grinned. "Still, I get what you're going for, and it definitely worked," he said. "I'm definitely looking forward to getting you out of that outfit tonight."
Usagi grinned happily.
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Across town, in an elegant penthouse apartment, another couple were settling in for the evening.
Haruka Tenoh, a blonde amazonian beauty, and her wife Michiru Kaiou, an elegant woman with sea green hair. Also Sailor Senshi themselves, Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune respectively. Michiru was content to play the violin, filling the air with beautiful, relaxing music.
Haruka, for her part, was feeling amorous. The battle the Senshi had been in recently was a hard one, but it had been a decisive victory. Everyone was in a good mood. And Haruka was wanting to do something fun with her lover.
Amusedly, she leaned over Michiru and began to massage her shoulders, gently kissing Michiru's head. "Hmmm, pretty thing..." she said.
Michiru, who had been kicked HARD in the head by the monster during the fight previously, winced. "Dearest, I love you, but..." she paused, hating to say it. "Not tonight, I have a headache."
Haruka would have teased her, but she remembered how hard a blow Michiru had taken earlier. Still, she wanted to do something to make her feel good. She looked over Michiru, admiring her slim, beautiful body... and got a naughty idea.
She knelt between Michiru's legs, gently spreading them. She looked down at Haruka in alarm. "What are you..."
"Ssssh," Haruka said, slowly drawing Michiru's panties down. "Just let me help you relax."
Michiru squeaked. "Haruka, seriously, I just... OOH!" she said, as Haruka put her head between her lover's legs and underneath her dress, kissing Michiru's bared sex.
"You just relax," Haruka said, "and let me take care of you."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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