ENOUGH!
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"
Rated: H

     The Senshi and Tuxedo Kamen stood in the park, where he had just
rescued Sailor Moon from the droid, Akumude, who had put her under a
sleep spell. Tuxedo Kamen had awoken her with a kiss, afterwhich Sailor
Moon had destroyed the droid.
     "Sailor Moon! Another brilliant attack," he said.
     "So you love me...?" she asked, remembering the intensity of their
kiss.
     "No, I don't love you." He prayed his mask would conceal his eyes,
which would surely betray him.
     "But you saved me..."
     "That's different. The string of Destiny has been cut," he said
gruffly.
     "No!" she cried, her heart breaking once again.
     As she collapsed to the ground in tears, he climbed on his
motorcycle and sped away.
     The other Senshi, with Luna, Artemis, and Chibi-Usa, looked on,
stunned that he could be so cold to her. Suddenly, their attention was
drawn to Usagi as one of her sobs turned into a growl.
     "Enough!" she declared. "I am not going to take this from him!" She
jumped to her feet.
     "Usagi, what are you going to do?" Minako asked hesitantly.
     "I'm going to return Mamo-chan's kiss, with interest, and then I
will make him look me in the eye and tell me he doesn't love me, *if he
can.*"
     "Usagi, I'm not certain this is such a good idea," Luna said.
     "I don't care, Luna," she replied.
     None of them had ever heard such a strong-willed tone from her.
     "I think Mamoru's going to find he's gotten himself into a lot more
than he expected," Mako whispered to Rei.
     Usagi considered her plan. Fortunately, her parents were away and
Shingo was staying with a friend. That left only Chibi-Usa to be taken
care of. She looked to the others.
     "Will you look after Chibi-Usa, please? I don't expect to be home
tonight," she said.
     Ami hastily grabbed Luna and covered her mouth, while Artemis simply
sighed.
     "You go get him, girl!" Minako said with a smile.
     "Good luck," Rei added.
     "Good luck... Usagi," Chibi-Usa added softly, stepping forward to
touch her hand.
     Usagi knelt down in front of her. "In modern-day fairy tales,
sometimes the princess needs to give her prince a little nudge."
     "Or a good kick in the butt," Mako suggested.
     "Bye," Sailor Moon called, as she raced away. 'Tonight, I *will* get
him back.'
- - - - - - - - - -
     Mamoru, having changed back to normal, had stopped only a few blocks
away. His eyes were clouding up so badly with tears that he couldn't see
to drive his motorcycle. Every bit of pain Usagi suffered because of this
was like a hot knife plunging into his own heart. He hated himself for
what he was putting her through.
     "Oh, Usako!" he whispered, the tears now flowing uncontrollably.
     The dream was getting more intense every night, showing him an
absolutely horrific future and warning him that it would take place if he
didn't stay away from her. He clenched his fists in frustration. Usagi
was everything to him, and would have been even if they hadn't been
lovers in a past life. Growing up as an orphan with no memory, he had
simply existed. Being with Usagi had taught him how to live. Yet, he
couldn't bear the thought that he was somehow putting her in danger. If
that was true, then he had to keep his distance, at least until he
figured out what it was.
     Kissing her in the park had been the hardest. His body had
immediately betrayed him, boiling with a passionate longing for her, and
he had felt her respond. As she had cried miserably, his heart had
assailed him for being innumerable kinds of fool. He had wanted nothing
more than to run back to her, take her in his arms, and kiss her with the
full power of his love for her. 'Oh, if only I dared!' he thought.
- - - - - - - - - -
     Mamoru finally made it back to his apartment building. Parking his
motorcycle, he entered the elevator and pressed the button for his floor.
His eyes stung from the tears he had shed, and he seriously doubted he
would get much sleep that night. What little he did get was likely to be
dominated by that cursed dream.
     He slid his key into the lock and opened the door. As he swung the
door closed behind him, he left the light off, finding the gloom suited
his mood.
     Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he realized someone was
standing there. The figure moved at him quickly. He had a brief glimpse
of a sailor-suited figure with odangos on her head and long pigtails,
before strong hands grabbed him and pushed him back against the wall.
Before he could say anything, she pressed her lips to his. Her body
followed as her hands slipped under his jacket. His mind insisted that he
must resist, but his body had already surrendered to her unconditionally.
His insides boiled with desire, and his manhood grew incredibly hard and
erect as she repeatedly pressed her hips forward and upward. Her tongue
brushed his lips and his mouth offered no resistance as she slid inside.
His own tongue quickly responded. By now, even his arms and hands
deserted him, as they embraced her tightly, and swept lovingly over her
exquisite curves. Her soft sighs and moans were increasing his own
passion, and his desire was now tempting him with images of her in his
bed as he plunged inside her.
     The kiss seemed to just go on forever, but finally she broke contact
with his mouth and took a breath.
     "Oh, Usako," he sighed.
     "So, it's Usako again, is it?" she asked.
     He didn't respond.
     She pulled one hand free, and reached for the light switch. With the
light now on, she looked him straight in the eye, her gaze hard and
determined. "Usako is a name for a lover to use," she said sternly. "But
you, Chiba Mamoru, keep telling me you don't love me anymore. At least,
that's what you say with your voice. The rest of your body seems to be
giving me a very different message." Just then, she shifted her hips
forward, pressing herself against his hardness. He groaned in response.
"Well, I've had enough of this! I will not let you keep playing these
stupid games with my feelings. I love you more than anything. I want to
spend the rest of my life with you." Her voice was starting to waver with
emotion. "If you don't feel that way about me, then I want you to tell me
that. You look me straight in the eye and tell me you don't love me."
     Mamoru struggled to summon his resolve, but one look in those eyes
and he completely fell apart. "I... I... can't," he said quietly, his
head dropping forward. He took another breath. "I do love you, Usako.
More than I could ever possibly express."
     She kissed him again, overjoyed that he had admitted his continuing
love for her. As her hands swept up over his chest, she slid his jacket
off, letting it fall to the floor.
     "I'm spending the night with you," she told him, the tone of her
voice indicating she wouldn't hear any argument. He wasn't prepared to
offer any.
     After he had pulled off his shoes, she switched the light off, and
led him to his bedroom.
     "Now, Mamo-chan, what's this all about?" she asked, her voice soft
and loving, as she began pulling off his shirt.
     He sighed. "It's hard to explain."
     "We have all night," she said, running her gloved hands over his
chest.
     She unfastened his belt and slid his pants down.
     He sat down on his bed. "I've been having this recurring dream. It
starts off with us getting married. But then we're pulled apart. You're
enclosed in this large crystal tower, and then everything is destroyed.
This voice keeps telling me that this is what the future will be unless I
stay away from you."
     She sat down beside him. "It has to be some sort of a trick. In any
case, I'm not going to lose you because of some dream."
     "But you could be in danger," he insisted.
     "I don't care," she said, leaning over and kissing him. "You're
everything to me. I couldn't bear to face the future without you."
     "And I couldn't face it without you."
     "Then that's settled," she said, pushing him back on his bed. A
wicked grin formed on her face. "You owe me for all this grief you've put
me through, Mamo-chan. And tonight I am going to collect."
     She bent down over him and sucked his hard nipples. He gasped in
response, and a tremor swept through him. Moving up over him, she kissed
his chest, then the base of his neck, before pressing her lips firmly to
his mouth. As they kissed deeply and passionately, he embraced her
tightly in his arms and she could feel his hardness pressing against her.
Her own body was incredibly hot and wet as she longed for him.
     Mamoru silently prayed to whatever gods might be listening, offering
thanks that he had not lost her, that she had cared enough to come after
him this way, and that they would face together whatever the future had
to offer. As her tongue continued its incredible dance with his own, he
inhaled the delicate scent of her hair and skin, while his hands enjoyed
the soft yet strong feel of her body, covered by her fuku.
     Deciding that her costume was now seriously in the way, she sat up,
took his hand, and placed it on her transformation brooch. She placed her
own hand over his. They both felt a tingle of energy as she concentrated
and the ginzuishou glowed within the brooch. Her fuku glowed in response,
transforming into ribbons of energy that were drawn into the brooch,
leaving her naked. She continued to hold the brooch, now letting the
crystal's energy wash through her body. Mamoru smiled, recognizing what
she was doing. Used this way, the crystal was her own unique form of
birth control.
     As soon as the crystal's glow subsided, she set it aside, while his
hands slid up along her abdomen to take hold of her breasts. She sighed
with delight as his fingers pressed into her nipples. His own arousal was
almost beyond control, demanding immediate release within her, but he
knew she was right. He owed her for the hurt he had inflicted, and she
should be able to set the terms.
     "Usako," he gasped.
     "Oh, Mamo-chan," she whispered in reply.
     She too was on fire with passion, her longing having grown much more
intense from their separation, and wanted to just take him inside her and
go for it. A voice within her argued that it should be longer and slower,
wanting him to cry her name in pure desperation before she finally gave
him release. Usagi doubted she could be that calculating, especially when
she was burning so hot herself.
     She kissed his lips, then slid down and pulled his boxers off. His
hard, erect manhood seemed to call to her. Her own desire answered,
demanding his presence within her. Fighting to retain control of herself,
she moved up between his legs and brushed a fingertip very lightly along
the length of his hardness. She smiled as he groaned and his muscles
tightened.
     Mamoru felt ready to burst right then and there, but she backed
away. With another groan, he could tell she was going to just torture him
with his own desire. Her lips pressed softly against the inside of his
thigh, sending another tremor through him. Suddenly, he felt a warm, wet
sensation on his hard, sensitive member, looking down to find her very
slowly licking his full length.
     "Oh, gods," he moaned, his fingers digging into the bed as he fought
to hold himself in check.
     When she finally reached his tip, she drew away from it, sliding her
hands up to stroke his well-muscled abdomen and chest.
     "You like this, Mamo-chan?"
     "Oh, Usako. Please!" he responded.
     Smiling, she sat up and turned her attention to slowly taking down
her hair. As she slowly unbound one of the buns, she heard him moaning
softly with obvious arousal. She found herself still struggling with her
own desire. With the bun untied, she brushed her fingers out through the
full length of that pigtail, letting the hair fall completely free.
Taking some of her hair in her hand she brushed the insides of his thighs
with it. His entire body stiffened as he groaned. She then brought her
hands up to begin unfastening the other bun, finally releasing it and
letting the hair hang down over her body like a golden cape.
     She bent down and kissed the tip of his manhood, then resumed
licking it. She had to fight back the urge to lick and suck him faster
and faster, remembering her intent was to go slowly. He gasped her name
repeatedly, pleading for release. Satisfaction and desire swelled
together. Usagi took his member in her mouth, sucking it firmly and
enjoying the feel of it throbbing in response to her efforts.
     Unable to resist, he slid his fingers through her hair. She was
driving him insane, making the flames inside him burn hotter and hotter.
     She could feel him starting to thrust upward through his hips.
Licking and sucking him harder, she was determined to give him a night he
would never forget. He spasmed sharply as he reached climax, his fluid
bursting up into her mouth.
     "Usako!" he cried in the midst of his release.
     After pausing a moment, she swallowed it, then sat up and looked at
him, her eyes aglow with passion and longing. She moved up on the bed,
pushed the covers down, and lying on her back, opened her thighs
invitingly.
     He moved up between her legs. "Oh, Usako," he said. "I've been such
a fool. Please forgive me!"
     "Of course I forgive you, my love," she whispered. "As long as we
are both determined never to let it happen again."
     "Certainly," he answered from the depths of his heart.
     Leaning in closer, he inhaled deeply, filling his senses with the
incredible aroma of her arousal. He then pressed his mouth to her nether
lips, caressing her there with his tongue.
     "Oh, Mamo-chan," she sighed.
     For the first time since the dream had started, Mamoru's heart was
filled with true happiness. He loved her with every fiber of his being,
and he knew she felt the same way about him.
     He slipped his tongue in through her soft petals, quickly finding
her swollen jewel. She cried out with delight and her body shook in
response to his caress. To him the taste of her love honey was so
exquisite. He couldn't imagine how he had managed to keep himself away
from her. He wanted her physically, but also more than that, knowing she
was his soul-mate. Without her, he was incomplete.
     Usagi had the same understanding about him, as her body was on fire
with the pleasures of his tongue probing inside her womanhood. Her
fingers swept through his soft black hair. His tongue rasped over her
jewel, sending waves of pleasure sweeping through her.
     "Mamo-chan!" she cried.
     Drawing back, he slid two fingers in through her soft folds, feeling
more of her warm fluid running out of her. As he softly stroked the
insides of her womanhood, he smiled happily at her passionate moans and
gasps. He quickly withdrew his fingers and pressed his mouth back to her,
sucking her intensely. She cried his name repeatedly. He ran his tongue
across her jewel once more, sending her over the edge with a near scream
of passion and ecstasy.
     As Usagi regained her breath, Mamoru slowly moved up over her body,
kissing her flesh. With each kiss he repeated his prayer of thanks that
he had been given another chance with this beautiful young woman he loved
so much.
     "Are you whispering something?" she asked.
     "I'm thanking the gods for sending you back to me," he said.
     Before she could say any more, he pressed his lips over one of her
hard, firm nipples and sucked it intently. A soft groan escaped her lips
while he could feel her pleasure within her.
     As passion continued to sweep through her, she offered her own
prayer of thanks that her efforts had been successful to win him back.
She gasped again as his hand took hold of her other breast and began
caressing it, while he continued to lick and suckle the first.
     Finally, he moved up and pressed his lips to her mouth, sliding his
tongue deep inside her. He could feel that his member had again grown
hard and erect. Gently, he separated from her mouth, and rolled off to
the side.
     "Where are you going?" she asked.
     "Well, you're calling the shots tonight, Usako. You're the one to
determine if we're ready to move on," he said.
     She saw his hard, erect penis beckoning to her. Her desire swept
away any last inclination to draw this out. With a smile of pure joy, she
moved herself on top of him. She slid back until she could feel the tip
of his manhood touching her nether lips. Bracing her hands on his chest,
she pushed herself back, impaling herself on the full length of his
throbbing hardness. She cried out in delight as his warm mass filled her
up and she again became one with him.
     Mamoru groaned underneath her. His hips were thrusting upward in
sync with the pace of her pumping motions. Being enveloped by the warm,
loving embrace of her womanhood was so incredibly delightful. He gasped
her name softly. Her eyes looked down at his, and she caressed her hands
across his chest. He slid his hands up and took hold of her breasts.
     "Oh, Mamo-chan," she whispered.
     Usagi felt like someone starved as her pace grew faster and faster,
greedily taking him in. Their every movement was flooding her with
pleasure, and she could tell he felt the same way. She bent down over him
and kissed his chest. Her hair drew up around him with her motion.
Suddenly, a stronger thrust swept through him, driving up sharply into
her. She gasped as she straightened back up. He softly whispered her
name. Their next motion pushed up into her. This time, every muscle in
her body locked up and all other sensation was wiped out as she was
consumed by a simply fantastic orgasm.
     He struggled to hold himself back as she cried out in ecstasy. His
hands slid gently up and down her sides. As the orgasm passed and she
began to recover, he resumed a slow thrusting motion through his hips. A
smile spread across her face as she began moving with him.
     "You happy... I'm spending... the night?" she asked breathlessly.
     "What do... you think?" he asked her, thrusting upward more
forcefully.
     She gasped as a tremor of passion and delight swept through her. Her
hands moved to his nipples, pinching them in her fingers. She heard his
sharp intake of breath, then felt him thrust up hard, driving his
throbbing member still deeper into her.
     "Oh, gods! I love you so much," he gasped.
     The glow in her eyes spoke volumes about her love for him.
     He returned his hands to her breasts, while she moved still faster
on top of him. They both gasped and moaned repeatedly. His body shifted
upward. She cried out as she felt his member throb inside her. He
carefully kept pace with her. With a sigh of both passion and love, she
leaned down and kissed his lips. He brushed his fingers through her hair,
luxuriating in its soft, silky feel.
     "Mamo-chan!" she gasped in response to their next thrust. She
quickly pressed her lips to his again.
     He caressed her body, knowing he never wanted to stop. As he shifted
up inside her once more, she sat back up, her entire body trembling and
gyrating above him.
     She was gasping uncontrollably as they fast approached the brink.
"Yes... Oh, gods... Oh, yes... Mamo... Yes, gods... Oh... Oh... Yes...
Yes..."
     He felt her soar to the beginnings of another orgasm.
     "Oh, YES!... YES!..." she cried as her muscles spasmed.
     Her inner muscles clamped down hard on his manhood, pulling him
still deeper inside her and launching him into his own climax.
     "MAMO-CHAAAANNNN!!"
     "UUUSSAKOOO!"
     She lowered herself on top of him, and they lay there, wonderfully
spent. He wrapped his arms around her, just enjoying her presence and
again remarking how the fates had blessed him with the love of such an
incredible young woman. Softly, he pressed his lips to her cheek.
     Stirring, she carefully slipped herself off of him and pulled the
covers up, curling up alongside him with her head on his shoulder.
     "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" he asked her.
     "Mmm. You went far too long feeding me this line that you didn't
love me," she whispered.
     "I know. And I'm very sorry..."
     "Well, we'll face the future together, Mamo-chan," she said. "And
you're welcome to tell me again how much you love me. I do like hearing
it."
     He snuggled her closer and kissed her cheek, then started softly
whispering in her ear. As he did so, the happy smile on her face grew
broader.
     They soon fell asleep in each other's arms. For the first time in
several weeks, Mamoru was not tormented by the dream.

* * * * * * * * * * * *
NOTE: I know a number of fanfic authors have chosen to do a revision on
Mamoru's separation from Usagi, and this my take on it.  I've always
considered it one of the less plausible aspects of the anime storyline
that Usagi never confronted Mamoru and truly demanded an explanation from
him until she finally experienced the dream herself.  Credit for the
silver crystal as a contraceptive goes to author Tim Nolan in his story,
"Anniversary."

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.    
     

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