.moon by night

For the Love of Venus by alizeP

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Minako sat alone in the sunroom on the east side of the castle humming contentedly to herself as her fingers deftly worked at the cross stitch pattern held firmly in her hands. A smile had graced her lips from the moment she had awoken this morning as she thought about how things wouldn’t be so bad here now that she and the General had found some common ground. Serenity insisted that Kunzite was a good man, and her cousin had always been a good judge of character. She only needed to step back and allow them both time to grow into this new relationship. ‘Could she love him?’ she pondered. He was certainly handsome, and he made her body respond in a way that made her doubt her own self-control, but he still hadn’t made his feelings or intentions clear to her. What did he want from her? He has undeniably been described as a womanizer, why would he be any different to her? What made her unlike any of the others?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of shouting in the hallway.

“Rebecca, get out of my way!”

‘Kunzite?’ Minako looked up from her sewing towards the door, biting her lower lip nervously. Her curiosity was peaked and she strained to listen to the remaining words being shouted in the hallway.

“I will not let you talk to her when you are this way!” Rebecca responded just as angrily.

‘Why is Rebecca so angry with him?’ Minako wondered, noticing the footsteps approaching momentarily stopped as Kunzite’s angry voice rose up again.

“I am not going to tell you again, Rebecca. Go back to your chores or so help me I will deal with you now.”

“Oh will you? And what is it going to be? Will you send me away from here? It wouldn’t be the first time that you threatened me. I’ve been around long enough that I am not afraid of you or your words.”

“Today I mean them.” His words were spoken with a finality that halted Rebecca’s verbal protests from continuing.

Just as quickly the words floating in from the hallway ended and she stood up from her seat to approach the door. As she reached for the doorknob she was nearly thrown back as the door was flung open then quickly closed by Kunzite.

“You, Minako, have some explaining to do.” He grabbed her by the arm and spun her against the wall.

“You’re hurting my arm,” she looked at him pleading with her eyes to let her go. He only squeezed harder until she felt like it would break under the pressure. “Please-!”

“Was I wrong to trust you?” he spat.

“I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Think about it, Minako.”

“Is this still about Adonis?” she asked incredulously. “You can’t really still be angry about him. I thought we had put that incident behind us last night.”

“Tell me, why does your name keeping rolling off his tongue? He has said some things about you that I find rather unsettling.”

“I don’t care what lies you claim he’s told you about me.” She could feel her arm pulsing from the power of his grip. “Please let go.” Tears were starting to pool in her eyes.

“He is many things, Minako, but he’s not a liar. What did you do with him? Is that where you were this morning?”

“I was alone in my room this morning, Rebecca can attest to that. I wanted to leave before everyone else woke up to find me sneaking out so that no one would start making accusations about what we might have done last night. I don’t know what this has to do with-“

“It has to do with everything, Minako. Why did he have this from you? Was this your gift to him? Were you trying to rub my face in it?” He brought the ribbon to her face before throwing it off to the side where it fluttered to the floor forgotten.

“I don’t know how he got that. It must have fallen out of my hair. Why do you find him to be so troublesome? Is it because he’s been kind to me that he bothers you?”

“You are the one that has been nothing but trouble for me. You distract me and I can’t have you doing that. You will move into my room with me so that I won’t have to worry about any of these early morning rendezvous’ between the two of you.”

“I will not. We agreed that I would have my own room until we were married, you will not go back on that promise.”

“I don’t care about my promises anymore!” he barked. “You have been the subject of too much talk lately and I will no longer tolerate it. Go and pack up your things, I want you moved in by dinnertime and I won’t hear anything more from you about this. I warned you, Minako, I am everything that people say I am and I have never pretended to be anything else. Do not cross me again. Is that understood?”

She bit back the tears threatening spill from her eyes. “I understand,” she whispered.

“Good.” He ripped open the door and pulled Minako through with him to find Rebecca standing out in the hallway waiting anxiously. He threw the blonde into the older woman’s arms. “Make sure she’s ready by tonight.” With that he was gone down the hall, his cape unfurling behind him.

“I don’t understand what I did, Rebecca,” Minako began to cry, falling to her knees. Rebecca kneeled down and wrapped her arms around her comfortingly. “Why is he so angry?”

“He does that sometimes,” she said smoothing the younger girl’s hair. “He can be harsh, but you have to let those moments pass before you can get to his good ones. Don’t worry, Mistress, he will calm down and then you can try talking to him again.”

“What a horrible man he keeps trying to prove himself to be.”

“Please don’t give up on him. If you had seen him this morning you would understand. He was truly happy.”

“So is that the cost? His happiness in exchange for mine?”

“Come on, let’s get you packed up. No need to make him even angrier than he already is.”

“Maybe if he is angry enough he will send me away from here.”

“No, he would do so much worse to you. I would not advise making him any angrier. Just do as he says, please.”

Rebecca walked Minako back to her room and helped her to pack up her few personal items and her clothing. Just short of dinnertime, as promised, some of the servants came into her room to move her things. Rebecca sat with her while everything was moved out before personally escorting Minako to Kunzite’s room. As they walked in Minako was relieved to find that he wasn’t there. She allowed the servants to unpack her things then she asked to be left alone. This was to be her new room, she kept telling herself. So then why did she feel such a sense of foreboding? She walked out to the balcony where they had spent so much time together the previous night and sat down on the floor of the cool stone. She looked through the slats of the stone balcony out towards the water, past the garden and saw Kunzite walking along the shoreline with his sword out, sometimes stopping to spar against an imaginary enemy. He moved fluidly like water, wielding his sword like it was a part of him. Those hands that had been so gentle as they held her last night were capable of such deadly things. She didn’t know how to feel about him. Perhaps he was telling her the truth that he was all the terrible things that she had heard. But then why show her this other side of him last night? What was the point?

She walked back into his room and looked at his bed. Could she sleep with him every night knowing that she couldn’t love him? Would he look to take advantage of her now that she was forced to sleep in the same bed as him? She laid down on his bed and pulled the silky covers over her. It felt cold and unwelcoming, not at all warm and soft as it did when she woke up this morning. ‘Stop it, Minako,’ she scolded herself. ‘You must forget that last night happened, you have to stop thinking that there was almost something….’ That was her last thought as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

Kunzite walked into his room later that evening having exhausted most of his anger. He hadn’t meant to be so harsh with her – he never did, and he certainly didn’t mean to hurt her. He could see the tears in her eyes, but he couldn’t stop himself. How would she respond to him now? It was like starting all over again, but what else could he do? He wanted to know that he could trust her, but he knew that he couldn’t lock her away in his room forever – he needed to know how Adonis got that ribbon. Did she really give it to him? Was there something going on that he needed to know about? Perhaps she was working with Adonis to overthrow him as Endymion’s top general. Did he think that he could so easily replace him with three other generals already in place? The whole thing seemed ludicrous to him. ‘You’ve been doing this for too long, Kunzite,’ he thought to himself. ‘You’re getting paranoid.’

He approached the bed and sat down next to Minako, smoothing her hair away from her face. “Minako, wake up my beautiful Minako.”

“Kunzite….” She whispered, her eyes not opening.

“It’s time to wake up.”

She slowly opened her eyes, blinking a few times before rubbing her eyes with her hand. Realizing where she was she pulled the blanket tighter around herself. “What time is it?” she asked.

“It’s nearly 8. Have you eaten yet today?” he inquired, the concern evident in his voice.

“No, I haven’t.”

“I’ll call for Rebecca and ask her to bring up something. We can eat together.”

“I’m not very hungry.” She turned to roll over, but was stopped when he put his hand on her arm. She whimpered in pain and pulled back from him.

“I hurt you didn’t I?”

“Please, I’m fine. I just wish to be alone.”

“Let me see your arm.” She didn’t resist him as he pulled her into a sitting position, nor when he tugged the sleeve of her dress off her shoulder and down her arm, coming precariously close to exposing her breast. A large bruise in the shape of his handprint was left on her arm, and he flinched internally that he had done that to her. “Minako, I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”

“It’s not that bad, really,” she said, sliding the material back over her arm.

“It is that bad, Minako, I didn’t mean to hurt you. There is no excuse for what I’ve done, it’s unforgivable.”

She looked up at him, her eyes glassy from crying earlier. “One moment you’re telling me that I am the most important thing to you and the next you’re pushing me away, accusing me of doing terrible things. My father has sold me to you and there is nothing that I can do about it. You apparently have no intention of letting me go, although I have the feeling that you have other darker intentions for me.”

“Is that what you think? That I will use you to fulfill my own desires and then dispose of you so quickly?” he asked incredulously. Her words cut through him and he knew that he had no one else to blame but himself for building the reputation that he had. “If I simply desired a mistress than that is what I would have had. It would have been a lot less troublesome.” He placed his hand over hers, holding her fingers against his palm. “I only want to protect you.”

“I see,” she answered mockingly. “You will protect my reputation around your home by destroying it with one single night in your bed? Do you honestly believe that leaving me with no other option than to sleep with you will make things better?”

“I would never force myself upon you – I have never had to force a woman into my bed before as they have always come quite willingly.”

She pulled her hand back and attempted to shift her body away from him, the arrogance in his voice only serving to anger her further. “Well this one doesn’t.”

He moved his hands from around her waist to above her elbows to adjust for her sudden movement. “Minako, you’re going to have to trust me.” She stared back at him not moving. He lifted her bruised arm towards him and brushed his lips over the darkened skin. His kiss was soft against her skin and she exhaled the breath that she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “I don’t want you to be afraid of me,” he spoke hoarsely, his throat suddenly feeling dry.

For a moment she saw the raw emotion flicker in his eyes, but it was enough to make her stop wanting to be angry with him. She thought back to Rebecca’s words from the past couple of days and realized that the other woman was right – he simply just did not know how to respond to someone whom he felt affections for. His protective nature was the only way he knew to act towards her and while it did cause him to overreact, it was perhaps his first real attempt at showing her that she meant more to him than just an arranged marriage.

Before she would allow herself to think any further, she launched herself into his arms and kissed him, pressing her lips firmly against his surprised ones. He eagerly returned her kiss, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. They fell back on the bed with his body resting on top of hers, his lips carefully moving down her neck. His hand moved down her body, caressing the curve of her waist and stomach. He could feel her body tensing under his touch and slowly pulled away, putting space between their bodies. “I’m sorry, Minako, I can’t help myself around you.”

“It’s ok. I would have asked you to stop if it wasn’t.”

“You’re a beautiful liar,” he responded gently, brushing away some strands of her hair. “I’ll call for Rebecca to bring dinner up for us, than I’m going to wash up. We can talk more when I come back out.”

She thought of last night when she was up in his room and the way he looked, with his skin still damp and his shirt open… ‘Stop it!’ she scolded herself.

“Minako?” His voice brought her thoughts back to the fully clothed man still looming above her.

“Yes, that sounds good,” she quietly agreed, briefly closing her eyes as he leaned forward to gently place a kiss at her temple. He pulled away from her and headed out of the bedroom, not once turning to look back at her. It was almost as if they had somehow come to a silent agreement on where they stood and would continue to stay.

She took a deep breath and gracefully rose from the bed, adjusting her dress and trying to smooth out the layers that had fallen into disarray. The sound of the door to the wash room closing carried over to her and she moved to stand in the open doorway of the balcony, breathing in the fresh air. The sky was ablaze from the setting sun, although dark clouds had starting moving across the countryside, turning part of the horizon a sinister shade of gray. She stood there for some time thinking about the events that just transpired and the events that nearly did. Her thoughts were once again interrupted by the sound of a door opening and she pulled herself away from her perch at the balcony and sauntered into the main hallway calling Rebecca’s name. A frown pulled at her lips when she noticed that it was Adonis standing in the main hallway.

“I bumped into Rebecca in the hallway and she told me what happened earlier today. Did he hurt you?”

“I’m fine really.”

“I wanted to warn you. This isn’t the first time that he has lost his anger so violently.” He took a step towards her. “I don’t want to see him hurt you again.”

She put her hand out to stop him from coming closer. “I’m fine. He’s not going to hurt me. He was angry earlier that’s all.”

“And does that excuse his actions?”

“I think that it hardly excuses your actions since it seems that you are cause of all this.”

He held her outstretched palm in his. “I told him that he’s not worthy of you.”

“And you are?”

“I would never do to you what he has done. I would never leave you wondering what my true intentions were.”

“Kunzite and I are to be married and perhaps you shouldn’t be addressing me as so in his room.”

“Then I’ll leave and we can speak at another time when we are not so restricted.” He kissed her palm while holding his eye contact, his light blue eyes an open window to his feelings.

“We will never be unrestricted, Adonis,” she spoke quietly, unable to break herself away from his gaze. “I will marry your commander as is expected of me.”

Adonis uttered a sound of indignation followed by what sounded like the word ‘expected’. He released her hand and backed out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Minako clenched her fist tightly, the feel of Adonis’s lips still lingering on her skin. She had only been introduced to him a day ago, but with each encounter he became bolder in his approach. To her recollection she had never encountered him before and it wasn’t exactly normal for people to react as strongly as he did. Although for all intents and purposes it seemed to be no different for the man she was to marry. She had never been introduced to the General either, yet he seemed to hold a strong enough fascination with her to have decided that they would wed. It was an odd situation that she somehow found herself in where two powerful men both appeared to be in a struggle over her. This should have been a simple enough situation to rectify being that she was already betrothed to the alpha of the pair, yet somehow she did not know how to deter Adonis’s advances without involving Kunzite. After seeing how they battled during training and witnessing firsthand the ferocity of his anger, she was afraid of what he may do to put a stop to this problem.

She finally pulled her stare away from the door that Adonis had recently exited from and sighed. For now she would do her best to avoid the blonde haired soldier and instead focus her attention on the man that she was to marry. Despite her current difficulties with the General, it was ultimately up to her to try and make things work if she wanted them to stand a chance at happiness. It was funny, she mused to herself, how drastically things changed over the past few weeks. She came to this place full of trepidation and loathing for this man she had been forced to marry, and somehow during her time here she found herself becoming more curious about him and who he was. For a few brief moments she had been allowed insight into the type of man he could be and despite this setback she reveled in the challenge of bringing it out once again.

Kunzite leaned back in the spacious tub with his eyes closed and arms resting on the thick sides, his hands tightly clutching the curved edges as the warm water encased him. ‘What am I to do with her?’ he thought to himself. ‘It seems that no matter which approach I take I lose. Things should not have been so complicated, yet that’s exactly what they have become.’ He frowned as Adonis crossed his mind, the younger man seeming to be at the center of his recent string of problems erupting between him and Minako. What he couldn’t understand was why this man continued to challenge him at every opportunity. The old adage held in Kunzite’s head to keep one’s enemies close, but there was no reason for them to be enemies. At one point he considered Adonis to be a confidante, but that had all changed a couple months back and it seemed that the damage done may very well be irreparable.

The gentle sound of the floor boards creaking caught his attention, although somehow the sound of the door opening and closing had not, he mused, and he quietly sighed, filing his thoughts away to the back of his mind for the time being. “Rebecca, is the food here?”

Minako stifled a giggle realizing that he assumed she was still outside waiting. “Uh-huh.“

“Tell Minako that I’ll be out in a few moments.”

“Uh-huh.” She continued to approach him and kneeled down behind him on the step leading into the tub.

“Rebecca? You are dismissed. Leave,” his repeated, agitated that she would defy his orders. What was it with the women in his home that none would ever obey him?

Minako brought her hands to his shoulders and slowly massaged them feeling him instantly relax for a moment before tensing again. “Rebecca, what are you – Minako!” He turned his head to face her, a look of surprise settling over his features before turning to look forward again. “What are you doing in here?”

“I came in to tell you that the food was here, but you looked so tense that I couldn’t help myself.” She continued to rub his shoulders and he began to relax against her touch. Her hands kneaded the knots in his back, with him emitting a groan at her touch. She enjoyed the feel of his taut muscles against her hands and took pleasure in the response she was receiving from him. There was something about being so near to him when he was like this that made him appear much less intimidating, although she was sure that he would never admit to it. As frustrating as he was to her he was still incredibly handsome and she couldn’t help but to be attracted to him. Lost in her thoughts, her hands began to roam off his shoulders and onto his chest, the warm water making his skin slippery to the touch.

“Minako,” he growled. The sound of his voice startled her causing her hand to slip off his chest and slide down to land on his abs. He looked down to where her hand rested before turning to look back at her. “No offense, Minako, but I came in here to get away from the effect of being so near to you.”

Embarrassed she pulled her hand back and planted it firmly on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, you startled me and I….my hand slipped. I didn’t mean to…” A smile tugged at his lips as she innocently protested her intentions. He lifted his arm and placed his hand on the back of her head, pulling her face to his. She didn’t resist when he deepened his kiss nor did she resist when he pulled her alongside of him. He reached out with both arms to wrap around her and pulled her over the side of the tub and into the water on top of him, causing the water to splash over the sides from the weight of her dress. She screamed as she felt the water rise up around her. “I can’t believe you pulled me into the water in this dress.”

“I didn’t realize that pulling you in without your dress on was an option,” he teased her.

“It wasn’t.”

“Then you left me no choice.”

“Maybe you’ve forgotten, but you are naked underneath me.”

“I didn’t forget.” She blushed at his comment. “And you could be too.” She somehow managed to blush even harder at the thought. He laughed as she changed into varying shades of red. “There are some robes by the door, grab one for yourself and another for me, ok?”

“I can’t get out of this dress. There are hooks in the back that someone normally helps me with.”

He laughed at her expression. “Then why don’t you let me get out first so that I can help you.”

“No!” she answered with more force than she planned. “I mean no,” she calmed her voice, “I’ll manage.” She pulled herself out of the water with his help, making every effort not to look back at him lest she see more of him than she intended. At best she was able to roll herself over the edge of the tub, although the weight of her sopping dress made her fall unceremoniously to the floor. The bodice of her dress clung firmly to her chest, the pale pink material almost translucent again her skin, while the remaining material twisted around her limbs virtually trapping her. She looked back to him from where she sat on the floor, frowning at his rumbling laughter. “Stop laughing at me. This is your fault, now you need to help me. I’m not going to make it to the door.”

He leaned over the side of the tub chuckling and unhooked the back of her dress, his fingers stumbling on the small clasps. “Maybe I should just cut this dress off of you.”

“With your sword I suppose?”

“I assure you I am a master swordsman.”

“I would rather you not if it’s all the same.” Finally, becoming frustrated with the small hooks, he simply yanked the material apart, sending the clasps sliding across the floor as they were ripped from the material. She wanted to yell at him, but figured that the dress was already ruined beyond repair anyway. Her hands reached up to hold the front of the dress against her chest as the sleeves started to slide off her shoulders without the clasps to keep them in place and turned to look at him. “No peeking while I take this dress off.”

“Of course not.” He covered his eyes with his hands, but his grin remained in place while she pulled herself free from the dress. Dressed in nothing but her bare flesh, she strode over to the door and picked up one of his robes which was several sizes too big for her. She pushed her arms through the sleeves and held the folds of the robe closed as she turned to look back at him. Her heart felt as if it would jump out of her chest as she found him standing directly in front of her. His whole body rippled with muscles from his chest, to his hard abs to his hard…. Minako quickly looked to the ground. She feared that she may never stop blushing after tonight. He closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her. She looked into his eyes and felt herself being pulled into their stormy depths. His lips softly brushed against her neck as he reached around her to grab a robe for himself. She stood there, still posed from his kiss. “You look adorable. Now we should go eat.” He reached for her hand and walked with her towards the table where their food sat waiting for them. Once again he pulled out her chair for her so that she could sit. Rebecca must have arrived shortly after Adonis had left. The table was now set with dinner for two along with several candles and a bottle of wine set out for them.

“I see you’ve spared no expense,” she teased as she took in all of the items on the table.

“I asked Rebecca to do a little something extra tonight. She never disappoints me.”

“She’s been with you for a while now I gather?”

“She has. But enough about the past, what matters is the present. So eat, drink and be merry as they say.”

“Is that what they say?” she joked.

“If not, then it’s what they should say. It seemed to have worked well enough for us last night, no?” he teased her in return.

“I guess we did,” she said smiling. She shifted in her seat and crossed her legs; the movement caused her robe to fall open around her allowing him to glimpse the full long length of her leg.

“Minako, you shouldn’t have done that. I’m going to need a lot more to drink if I’m going to make it through this meal.” He threw back his head and downed his glass of wine. She sipped hers as she watched him. “I think you can do better than that.”

“It wouldn’t be lady like of me to drink any faster.”

“Sitting the way you are now isn’t very lady like either.”

“If you don’t like the view I can cover it up.”

He stared hungrily at her. “The only place you will be moving to is the bed.”

She laughed even though she knew that he was serious. There was something about the power that she held over him that made her feel in control at that moment. She picked up her glass and downed the remaining wine. When she looked back at him she had a small trail of the liquid on the corner of her mouth. He leaned forward and ran his finger over her lips catching the offending drop. His finger lingered for a moment longer before pulling back from her.”Surely you know the effect that you’re having on me.”

“We do have a problem getting past this part don’t we?”

“Minako, you can tease me all that you like, but don’t be surprised when I bite.”

“I’m not like you - I haven’t been with so many others.”

“Have you really never been with another?

She looked away from him, down to her lap. “No, I haven’t. Do you find it so hard to believe?”

“Not at all.”

“Are you being sincere?”

“Yes. You can tell certain things by looking at a woman, and you have this innocence to you that a woman of more experience would be lacking.”

“Is this a good quality in your eyes?”

“I can see nothing bad about you.”

“Except for my strong will and stubborn nature?” she teased, trying to lighten the mood.

“I think I can see past your ability to extract gossip from Rebecca.”


“She tells me how many questions you ask and amuses me with some of her answers.”

“I was curious to know more about you.”

“And are you still?”


“But you’re afraid to ask me?”

“I enjoy finding out from other sources.”

“May I ask you something?” His eyes seemed to focus on her intensely.

“Since we’re being so honest with each other I suppose you may.”

“What are you waiting for?”

“Waiting for? I don’t know.” She stood from her seat and walked over to stand near the fire. Her eyes focused on the flames for a moment before looking up to the painting of Aphrodite hanging above. Those eyes seemed to speak to her. ”I want someone who would see me as something more than just an object they can possess.”

Kunzite stood and followed to stand behind her, wrapping one arm around her waist. “I see you for more than that.”

Adonis’s words rung in her ear. “But do you see me?”

“I don’t understand your question. You’re standing here in front of me now; of course I can see you.”

She smiled to herself at his simple answer. “Of course. I wish to retire now.”

“You’re tired?”

“I didn’t say that.” She looked up to find him staring directly at her.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

She smiled softly at him and started walking towards the bedroom with him in tow. Before they entered the bedroom he lifted her into his arms and carried her the remaining way. Her arms instinctively wound themselves around him and she placed several small kisses along his neck line. He placed her on his bed and rested above her. After kissing for several minutes, Kunzite tugged on the tie to her robe, causing the sides to fall open. His eyes took in the image of her laying underneath him, captivated by the sight of her. “Are you sure, Minako? I won’t be able to stop myself after this – I don’t know that I can stop myself even now.”

“I want to do this,” she whispered, unable to find her voice. “It’s ok.”

He gently pulled her arms out of the robe then quickly discarded of his own. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him with as much passion as she could muster. His hands roamed her body, rubbing against her flat stomach then up to her right breast, enjoying the feel against his palm. His kisses traveled down her neck over her chest, settling on her left breast. She moaned at the sensation as he took her nipple into his mouth, playing with it, alternately rolling it on his tongue than suckling it. His other hand moved from her right breast down past her stomach settling on her thighs. Her stomach fluttered as he plunged his fingers into her causing her back to arch as rolls of pleasure ran through her. One hand nestled itself in his hair and the other one grabbed onto his back, her nails digging into his skin. He groaned into her neck, her movements leaving him feeling more and more aroused.

“Minako,” he groaned into her hair. He removed his fingers from within her and repositioned himself between her thighs. As he pulled her body closer to his she placed a hand on his chest. “You don’t want to?” he asked, a mixture of panic and frustration crossing his features.

“What will you think of me after this? Will I be just another woman in your bed? Will you think anything less of me?”

He put his forehead against her chest and deeply inhaled, trying to steady himself before looking back up to her. “Is that what you really believe?”

“That’s not what I want to believe. But if I’m going to give myself to you, and I mean really give myself to you – I need to know that all of this means something to you.”

“Minako, if you’re asking if I-“

“No! No that’s not what I’m asking at all.” She looked away from him, embarrassed that she put herself in this position. “I don’t expect for you to love me, I never did. It’s just that…”

He put his hand on her jaw and brought her face back to meet his, carefully brushing some strands of hair away, something that he had become quite found of doing lately. “You caught me at a weak moment here I confess. I can promise you that I want more than just this -.”

“And that’s enough,” she interrupted him, pulling his mouth to meet hers. With relief he pulled her waist to his and pushed himself halfway into her. She gasped, digging her nails into his back and biting back a scream that threatened to pour through her lips. “I’m sorry, it’s only going to hurt at first, it will get better.” She nodded her head, signaling for him to continue. He plunged the rest of the way into her and she gasped again. Not wanting to hurt her he moved slowly, keeping his movements unhurried despite his body aching for him to go faster. When her breathing started to slow down she started kissing him again and he took it as a sign that it was ok for him to finish. He began to thrust faster, pulling her waist against his, her nails raking across his back. Her breathing started to pick up and he could feel her starting to tremor beneath him. With relief he let himself finish with her, thrusting until he was shaking from his own release. They stayed there like that for some time with him still in her, their bodies tangled together, catching their breath. Their eyes met and she brought her hand to his face caressing his check and brushing back strands of his hair that hung freely to land on her chest. She was too sore to move, but didn’t yet want to be separated from him either.

“You were great, Minako.”

“Was I?”

“Yes,” he breathed into her ear placing soft kisses on her neck. “I wasn’t too rough with you was I?”

“No, you weren’t. I enjoyed it.”

“Good, than we can do it again later,” he smiled at her wickedly.

“I might need some time first.”

“We have time, Minako.” He pulled himself out of her and laid down next her, pulling her against him. He ran his hand softly up and down the side of her body and she quivered at his touch. “We have plenty of time.” That was the last thing she remembered before dozing off nestled against him.

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