Glimpse:

100 Drabbles of Usagi & Mamoru

Author's Note:

In addition to Insatiable, I've decided to embark on a 100 drabble challenge, inspired by Alica Blade's drabbles, but more explicit—my cup of tea. Also, these are not confined to any season. Nor do I plan for it to be chronological in any way. These are just snippets, flashes, sweet candy of Usagi and Mamoru at their most intimate.

Much love,

PrincessJade

01. Doodles

218

Oh, he's going to kill her, she muses and sits back on her heels to survey her masterpiece.

Granted, she's no artist, but she couldn't have asked for a better canvas.

It's perfection.

"Darling." She nudges him, first with a foot, then with an elbow. Still, no answer—he's dead to the world. She grins impishly and knows the solution is simple.

Slides down his body, hair undone, it pools around them. They are all silver and gold, glorious in their splendor.

She takes him in her mouth. Hears him sigh and feels him grow against her tongue, taste familiar.

Oh, he's awake now.

"Usako." It's a murmur, voice sleepy and surprised. With hands in her hair, he strokes, pets, and then lifts it away.

She grins, releases him from her mouth. "I've made you a present."

"A present? Where…" He trails off at the sight of black marker. It loops and swirls down his chest to finally end between two jutting hipbones. It's all hearts and stars and stick-figures galore. But the words, almost childishly scrawled, fill him up, beyond amazement, until he's spilling over with love.

Endymion and Serenity. Usagi and Mamoru. Forever. Hopelessly. Yours.

"My love, you never cease to amaze."

She giggles, kisses him like she's sixteen again.

"You really like it?"

"It's wonderful."