First Period: Homeroom
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First Period: Homeroom
Locker (for this one just pretend that Usagi and Mamoru go to school together)
“Please Ami! Please, please, pleeeaaaase.”
“I just don’t understand why you need me to switch lockers with you.”
“Please Ami, it’s important, I need this locker. I’ll do anyth-“
“OK, if it’s that important then I’ll switch with you.”
“Thank you!” Usagi exclaimed while giving her friend a big hug. “Here’s the code to my old locker. Why don’t you start taking your stuff down there and I’ll stop by in a few minutes to help you finish organizing everything.” She said, while continuously looking over her shoulder.
“Ooooo-kay. See you in a few minutes Usagi-chan”
As soon as she was sure Ami wasn’t going to turn around again she turned back to the locker and started putting her stuff in. When she was finished she took a step back and crashed into someone.
“Isn’t it bad enough that you continuously assault me on the street, now you have to do it in school too, Odango-atama”
“It’s not my fault you’re always in the way Mamoru-baka” She replied, surreptitiously watching as he started to open the locker just to the left of hers.
Uniform
There she stood. Hip cocked, one leg slightly behind the other and head bowed just slightly so she could look up at him through her lashes. To make matters worse she was wearing the most evil of all clothing: the school uniform. Sure, it may have looked innocent but he knew better. It hugged her in all the right spots. The skirt left her long legs exposed but it was the shirt that was the real problem. It was practically transparent when lit from behind. The sailor style neckline looked demure but he was tall enough that it allowed him to see straight down. And it refused to completely cover her stomach. Every time she moved that little strip of skin was exposed, begging to be licked and driving him insane.
Classroom
You’d never know it by looking at our interactions in the classroom but Usagi is one of my favorite students. Despite her dismal grades I think she’s one of the few students that have actually learned the real life lessons that I try to teach in class. She’s always willing to put forth an effort, she’s not afraid to try and improve herself, she never gives up, and she’s so very strong. Don’t tell anyone that I said this but I wish I had more students like her.
Homework
Homework. That’s the reason he always gives: “I don’t mind waiting ‘til your shift is over, Motoki, I’ll just do some homework,” but you know what? I’m not buying it. As someone who works in an arcade every afternoon I can tell you that it is a horrible place to try and do homework. Besides, I’m pretty sure that he’s been on page 263 of that physics book for the last forty five minutes. I try to follow his gaze, wondering what he could be staring at so intensely but he’s just looking out of the window, then at the clock, then back to the window. It’s almost like he’s waiting for someone.
Lunch
"Thank you for taking me to lunch Mamo-chan. Are you sure you can’t take the rest of the day off. I miss you." She pouted before leaning over to kiss him on the cheek, bracing herself on his thigh for leverage.. She felt him steel himself and had to turn to hide her smile. As she pulled back her hand, she made a point to lightly brush his crotch. She heard him groan under his breath.
“I really wish I could stay but I think I should head back to the library to get some more studying done."
Usagi smiled at him with all the innocence she could muster. "Well before you go do you think you could buy me some ice cream? Please? You know what I like."
She beamed as he handed her a chocolate ice cream cone. “Mmm, this is perfect” she sighed as she slowly took a long lick with her tongue. She watched him fidget and try to avoid looking at her. It’s now or never, she thought as she tipped the cone slightly "Aww,darn! It dripped right down my dress." She took a finger and cleaned up the trail and slowly licked it away.
Mamoru felt the last bit of control he had snap. "You know what; I think I’ve studied enough for today." He said as he abruptly grabbed her hand and led her back to his apartment.
Hallway
After the Youma was dusted he grabbed he gloved hand and led her to the deserted hallway. “You cut it a little close back there,” he said as their faces drew closer until they were only inches apart. “You have to be more careful he whispered before kissing her fully on the lips. She slowly placed her hand on the base of his neck and slipped her fingers into his hair. Taking this as a sign of encouragement he pulled her closer and a moan managed to escape from his lips as he slid his hand up her thigh and under her very short skirt. “I want you now,” he whispered as he began to send hot lingering kisses up and down her throat. Usually she would have stopped him but right now she was beyond caring, Besides, who else was going to be at the school at two AM? That’s when she heard someone clear their throat, disrupting them from their revere. She angrily looked to the interrupters only to find four amused Senshi and one very angry cat staring right at her.
Bell
“Oh no! Usagi shrieked as she looked down at her husband who was laying on the bed beneath her. “Please tell me that did not just happen.”
“Well…” He started.
“I can’t believe this! I hope you know that this is all your fault.”
“I’m pretty sure that you played a part.”
“Nope. You seduced me.”
“I seduced you? Excuse me but which one of us is wearing a very short and very see-through negligee?”
“It’s still your fault. You should have locked the door.”
“But…”
“Since it’s your fault,” She interrupted, “I think you should be the one to go talk to Chibiusa and explain to her what she just saw and while you’re down there tie a bell around her neck or something so next time we can hear her coming.”
First Period: Homeroom
Locker (for this one just pretend that Usagi and Mamoru go to school together)
“Please Ami! Please, please, pleeeaaaase.”
“I just don’t understand why you need me to switch lockers with you.”
“Please Ami, it’s important, I need this locker. I’ll do anyth-“
“OK, if it’s that important then I’ll switch with you.”
“Thank you!” Usagi exclaimed while giving her friend a big hug. “Here’s the code to my old locker. Why don’t you start taking your stuff down there and I’ll stop by in a few minutes to help you finish organizing everything.” She said, while continuously looking over her shoulder.
“Ooooo-kay. See you in a few minutes Usagi-chan”
As soon as she was sure Ami wasn’t going to turn around again she turned back to the locker and started putting her stuff in. When she was finished she took a step back and crashed into someone.
“Isn’t it bad enough that you continuously assault me on the street, now you have to do it in school too, Odango-atama”
“It’s not my fault you’re always in the way Mamoru-baka” She replied, surreptitiously watching as he started to open the locker just to the left of hers.
Uniform
There she stood. Hip cocked, one leg slightly behind the other and head bowed just slightly so she could look up at him through her lashes. To make matters worse she was wearing the most evil of all clothing: the school uniform. Sure, it may have looked innocent but he knew better. It hugged her in all the right spots. The skirt left her long legs exposed but it was the shirt that was the real problem. It was practically transparent when lit from behind. The sailor style neckline looked demure but he was tall enough that it allowed him to see straight down. And it refused to completely cover her stomach. Every time she moved that little strip of skin was exposed, begging to be licked and driving him insane.
Classroom
You’d never know it by looking at our interactions in the classroom but Usagi is one of my favorite students. Despite her dismal grades I think she’s one of the few students that have actually learned the real life lessons that I try to teach in class. She’s always willing to put forth an effort, she’s not afraid to try and improve herself, she never gives up, and she’s so very strong. Don’t tell anyone that I said this but I wish I had more students like her.
Homework
Homework. That’s the reason he always gives: “I don’t mind waiting ‘til your shift is over, Motoki, I’ll just do some homework,” but you know what? I’m not buying it. As someone who works in an arcade every afternoon I can tell you that it is a horrible place to try and do homework. Besides, I’m pretty sure that he’s been on page 263 of that physics book for the last forty five minutes. I try to follow his gaze, wondering what he could be staring at so intensely but he’s just looking out of the window, then at the clock, then back to the window. It’s almost like he’s waiting for someone.
Lunch
"Thank you for taking me to lunch Mamo-chan. Are you sure you can’t take the rest of the day off. I miss you." She pouted before leaning over to kiss him on the cheek, bracing herself on his thigh for leverage.. She felt him steel himself and had to turn to hide her smile. As she pulled back her hand, she made a point to lightly brush his crotch. She heard him groan under his breath.
“I really wish I could stay but I think I should head back to the library to get some more studying done."
Usagi smiled at him with all the innocence she could muster. "Well before you go do you think you could buy me some ice cream? Please? You know what I like."
She beamed as he handed her a chocolate ice cream cone. “Mmm, this is perfect” she sighed as she slowly took a long lick with her tongue. She watched him fidget and try to avoid looking at her. It’s now or never, she thought as she tipped the cone slightly "Aww,darn! It dripped right down my dress." She took a finger and cleaned up the trail and slowly licked it away.
Mamoru felt the last bit of control he had snap. "You know what; I think I’ve studied enough for today." He said as he abruptly grabbed her hand and led her back to his apartment.
Hallway
After the Youma was dusted he grabbed he gloved hand and led her to the deserted hallway. “You cut it a little close back there,” he said as their faces drew closer until they were only inches apart. “You have to be more careful he whispered before kissing her fully on the lips. She slowly placed her hand on the base of his neck and slipped her fingers into his hair. Taking this as a sign of encouragement he pulled her closer and a moan managed to escape from his lips as he slid his hand up her thigh and under her very short skirt. “I want you now,” he whispered as he began to send hot lingering kisses up and down her throat. Usually she would have stopped him but right now she was beyond caring, Besides, who else was going to be at the school at two AM? That’s when she heard someone clear their throat, disrupting them from their revere. She angrily looked to the interrupters only to find four amused Senshi and one very angry cat staring right at her.
Bell
“Oh no! Usagi shrieked as she looked down at her husband who was laying on the bed beneath her. “Please tell me that did not just happen.”
“Well…” He started.
“I can’t believe this! I hope you know that this is all your fault.”
“I’m pretty sure that you played a part.”
“Nope. You seduced me.”
“I seduced you? Excuse me but which one of us is wearing a very short and very see-through negligee?”
“It’s still your fault. You should have locked the door.”
“But…”
“Since it’s your fault,” She interrupted, “I think you should be the one to go talk to Chibiusa and explain to her what she just saw and while you’re down there tie a bell around her neck or something so next time we can hear her coming.”