Coitus Interuptus
There was a frenzy as the two entered the shrine, and Jie forced himself to focus on something other than Rei’s perfect, smooth neck beneath the fall of rich black hair just long enough to ask, “Are you sure? I don’t want to desecra…”
The words were cut off as Rei slipped her hands into his pants, answering his question without any room for doubt.
He groaned and resumed kissing her, moving to the base of her throat, one had around her back, the other loosening the buttons of her blouse. He needed to kiss her breasts, to lick them and fondle them, and his fingers fumbled at the buttons.
“I’ll replace it.” He moved to suckle on her right earlobe as he yanked at the shirt, popping the buttons and getting the damned piece of fabric out of his way. The bra unclasped with less resistance, perhaps having learned from the fate of the shirt, and fell to the floor as they moved towards the bedroom.
She had not bothered with undressing him. Once her hand had found it’s goal inside his pants, she had began to play him masterfully, so that once they reached their destination, the fabric was strained by himself and her hand. He decided the pants weren’t that important, and quickly sacrificed them along with her shirt.
In a rush of bodies, he soon found her straddling him, her skit lifted out of the way, one hand supporting the small of her back and moving in small circles as the other fondled her breasts. She leaned forward, and he moaned…..
And he was standing in Mamoru’s apartment, naked as the day that he was born and fully erect.
Mamoru coughed, blushing slightly, though that was quickly replaced by a smirk. “Happy to see me, Jie? You really don’t have to salute, you know.”
“I hate you, Sire.” Yes, had one of others related the exact same tale; he would have found it hilarious. However, it was not one of the others, so he was pissed.
“I can see that.” Mamoru’s smirk widened and Jie wanted nothing more than to wipe it off the other man’s face. No one would fault him for it or label him a traitor. And if they did, they could face Rei’s wrath.
His eyes narrowed, “This had better be damn serious. I mean, earth is going to end in two minutes serious.”
“Um… well… I wanted to know what you, with your psychic ability, thought Usako would want for her birthday…”
Jie could feel the rage written all over his features, and based on the amusement he read in his prince’s eyes, the other man could clearly see it. “I hate you right now, Mamoru. But I’m not going to hurt you. I’ll leave that for Mars.”
Mamoru’s eyes did widen slightly at that, realizing that while it was amusing to have interrupted one of his Shitennou, this had obviously not been a solo flight. And future king of the world or not, Mamoru was sane enough to be frightened of a royally pissed off Rei.
***
Rei had blinked as the man below her seemed to grow unresponsive and, disappointingly, soft, just as she was almost there. She had felt hurt, until she realized that he was also unconscious. With a growl, she extricated herself from him and picked up the telephone, quickly using speed dial to call the person she needed.
She did not wait for a greeting, but the moment she heard the other line pick up, began speaking in a very controlled voice.
“Usagi. Have him send him back. Now.”
“Rei-chan? What’s wrong? Have whom send whom back?” Rei could feel the concern and confusion radiating through the telephone, and it only served to fan the fires of her ire.
“Mamoru. Your fiancé. Have him send Jie back. NOW!” The priestess was trying desperately not to take her anger out on Usagi. She doubted it was her princess’ fault. Though, if it were, a bit of singed hair could be arranged. No one needed enough hair for two Odangos.
There was silence on the other end and then giggling, “Did he interrupt you?”
“Usagi, I swear, if you like your hair. Have him sent back. Now!” Rei was beginning to lose her patience. She wondered what the princess would look like bald.
“I would, Rei. But I’m not at home. I didn’t know he had called him.”
Rei did not say anything, but clutched the phone in her hand tighter.
“Um. I’ll call him. Love you, bye!”
“I’m going to kill him. I swear, I’m going to kill him…” She growled and paced around the bedroom, not bothering to recover herself.
“I warned him you would. And he deserves it. But I suppose I would be obliged to protect him if you tried.”
Rei turned and her anger melted a bit as Jie rose from the bed and gathered her in his arms. “How about I try to protect my liege by making it up to you?”
Raising an eyebrow in challenge, she smirked. “It’s going to take a lot to make up for this. Sure you’ve got it in you.”
He gently but firmly pressed her against the wall, his fingers moving into her folds while he once again suckled on her earlobe. “I can only try.”
The words were cut off as Rei slipped her hands into his pants, answering his question without any room for doubt.
He groaned and resumed kissing her, moving to the base of her throat, one had around her back, the other loosening the buttons of her blouse. He needed to kiss her breasts, to lick them and fondle them, and his fingers fumbled at the buttons.
“I’ll replace it.” He moved to suckle on her right earlobe as he yanked at the shirt, popping the buttons and getting the damned piece of fabric out of his way. The bra unclasped with less resistance, perhaps having learned from the fate of the shirt, and fell to the floor as they moved towards the bedroom.
She had not bothered with undressing him. Once her hand had found it’s goal inside his pants, she had began to play him masterfully, so that once they reached their destination, the fabric was strained by himself and her hand. He decided the pants weren’t that important, and quickly sacrificed them along with her shirt.
In a rush of bodies, he soon found her straddling him, her skit lifted out of the way, one hand supporting the small of her back and moving in small circles as the other fondled her breasts. She leaned forward, and he moaned…..
And he was standing in Mamoru’s apartment, naked as the day that he was born and fully erect.
Mamoru coughed, blushing slightly, though that was quickly replaced by a smirk. “Happy to see me, Jie? You really don’t have to salute, you know.”
“I hate you, Sire.” Yes, had one of others related the exact same tale; he would have found it hilarious. However, it was not one of the others, so he was pissed.
“I can see that.” Mamoru’s smirk widened and Jie wanted nothing more than to wipe it off the other man’s face. No one would fault him for it or label him a traitor. And if they did, they could face Rei’s wrath.
His eyes narrowed, “This had better be damn serious. I mean, earth is going to end in two minutes serious.”
“Um… well… I wanted to know what you, with your psychic ability, thought Usako would want for her birthday…”
Jie could feel the rage written all over his features, and based on the amusement he read in his prince’s eyes, the other man could clearly see it. “I hate you right now, Mamoru. But I’m not going to hurt you. I’ll leave that for Mars.”
Mamoru’s eyes did widen slightly at that, realizing that while it was amusing to have interrupted one of his Shitennou, this had obviously not been a solo flight. And future king of the world or not, Mamoru was sane enough to be frightened of a royally pissed off Rei.
***
Rei had blinked as the man below her seemed to grow unresponsive and, disappointingly, soft, just as she was almost there. She had felt hurt, until she realized that he was also unconscious. With a growl, she extricated herself from him and picked up the telephone, quickly using speed dial to call the person she needed.
She did not wait for a greeting, but the moment she heard the other line pick up, began speaking in a very controlled voice.
“Usagi. Have him send him back. Now.”
“Rei-chan? What’s wrong? Have whom send whom back?” Rei could feel the concern and confusion radiating through the telephone, and it only served to fan the fires of her ire.
“Mamoru. Your fiancé. Have him send Jie back. NOW!” The priestess was trying desperately not to take her anger out on Usagi. She doubted it was her princess’ fault. Though, if it were, a bit of singed hair could be arranged. No one needed enough hair for two Odangos.
There was silence on the other end and then giggling, “Did he interrupt you?”
“Usagi, I swear, if you like your hair. Have him sent back. Now!” Rei was beginning to lose her patience. She wondered what the princess would look like bald.
“I would, Rei. But I’m not at home. I didn’t know he had called him.”
Rei did not say anything, but clutched the phone in her hand tighter.
“Um. I’ll call him. Love you, bye!”
“I’m going to kill him. I swear, I’m going to kill him…” She growled and paced around the bedroom, not bothering to recover herself.
“I warned him you would. And he deserves it. But I suppose I would be obliged to protect him if you tried.”
Rei turned and her anger melted a bit as Jie rose from the bed and gathered her in his arms. “How about I try to protect my liege by making it up to you?”
Raising an eyebrow in challenge, she smirked. “It’s going to take a lot to make up for this. Sure you’ve got it in you.”
He gently but firmly pressed her against the wall, his fingers moving into her folds while he once again suckled on her earlobe. “I can only try.”