Here is the final part for this story. I just want a give a huge SORRY for the time delay.
I went through one of the toughest few months I've ever had and I hope you all remember my storyline lol.
To make up for it, I added 2 more pages to the original script I had.

Again, sorry.
16

The soft click of the bedroom door thudded like the distant thunder outside the covered windows.

Usagi sat on the large bed, thin blankets hugging her small body and nervousness hugging her mind. Mamoru continued to stand by the door, hands in his pockets as he stared around the dark bedroom. Usagi thanked the Gods that the room was just light enough to make out where he was, but dark enough to cover the bare skin the blanket refused to hide.

Fidgeting at the onslaught of nerves she hadn't had just moments ago, Usagi bit her lip and tried to focus on just what she planned to do. Nothing came quickly to her, so she did the only thing she could think of. She coughed.

Mamoru had made his way to the foot of the bed. The faint street lights shyly reflected off of Usagi, making her eyes gleam as they stared at him. She was glowing even in the neon light. The small cough she gave snapped his focus and instead made him realize her situation.

"I'm sorry Usagi. I know how this looks to you, but, please, before you go calling your father or the police, I just wanted to tell you that I would never do anything to you. If anything, I cared more for you in the past few hours than most people in my life. I just…I don't know, I just enjoyed being with you here.'

Mamoru finished his speech and stood still as he noted she hadn't moved during his speech. Was this good? Or had he freaked her out so much that she didn't know what to do? His thoughts were warring at him. He looked back at her again and she was still staring at him. What was wrong? Did she not know how much he had just bared?

"Damnit Usagi. I've held a lot in for the past day alone, much less the past few months. I'm stuck in a life that only allows me to speak to you in the eyes of at least 20 people at a fast food building, when I just want to take you away and not care what anyone thinks." Mamoru began walking around to the side of the bed, staring at Usagi until he was standing in front of her. "You walk around with all your beauty and innocence, making anyone's life wonderful just having you in it, while I sit in a room and listen to my life go by. I'm a quiet, independent guy but you have me at my wit's end." Mamoru sat next to her on the bed, the mattress sounding louder than her breathing. He turned to her while continuing to speak. "I can't just ignore this…you. I need to hear you; feel you; be with you. Tell me I'm needed; tell me I still exist for someone besides myself. I need to know I'm not insane, that I'm not just breathing for no reason."

Usagi continued to stare at him while he inhaled quickly after the heart-pounding speech he had just given. She would have spoken up earlier, but what could she say? She wasn't gifted in the way of words like he clearly was. She was just a girl in her final year of high-school; how could that compare? Yet, here Mamoru was, separated from her by only a thin blanket, telling her she was his reason for existence? How did this make sense…did she even want it to make sense? Her mother always stated 'Love knows not rules; just being' Perhaps this is what she meant. Tsukino Usagi was in love. She was in love with a man who had just told her he loved her.

Usagi let her breath out quickly. How did she tell him what she felt? Compared to what he just said, her confession would sound stupid. There was only one way that would get the message across.

Usagi wiggled around for a minute until the blanket allowed her to move then leaned over and grabbed his head; pulling his face towards her.

His surprise at what did was large, but he wasn't going to complain. Although she hadn't actually said anything, he could feel her admission throughout her body language. Usagi was never really one of the gifted ones when it came to expressing herself verbally.

Mamoru gave up thinking when her lips smashed with his. She was soft, smooth, warm, and kind all at once. Her hands gripping his hair caused him to moan and Serena took this as an advantage and slipped her tongue in. The dominant part of her was really acting up and she hoped Mamoru could understand what she was trying to say.

Mamoru knew this was quickly going beyond anything he could hope for. He hadn't prepared himself for this type of reaction, but he wasn't going to complain. In fact, he was going to make sure she would always stay with him. He would love her in any way a man could.

He groaned again as he grabbed her hair that was cascading down her back and shoved her backward until she hit the mattress with a soft thud. Her hands moved from his head to his back and she strived to pull him closer. She didn't want any space or air between them.

Mamoru rubbed the silky strands that were travelling down her body and slowed down as he felt the silk clinging to her now pert nipples. He had forgotten she was naked underneath the red sheets and this thought quickly made his whole body stand at attention. He forced his hands to continue travelling down the long highway that was her legs. The silk hid their smooth secrets from him; however, that did not stop him from memorizing her shape for future reference.

He kissed her harder and Usagi felt her head being pushed deeper into the pillow. She wasn't one with words, but this was what she needed; proof that she was needed by him. Right now, he was pushing onto her so hard, it felt like she was his air and he was gasping for breath. Usagi felt unfulfilled not being able to push him over the edge so she snuck her legs out from the sheets; inciting a small gasp from Mamoru as his hands made contact with her skin, and wrapped them around his waist.

With a look at each other; one's eyes filled with questions and the others filled with determination, Usagi grunted and used her force to flip the two of them over until she was sitting atop him, silk sheet draping off of her body, staring down at the surprised black haired man.

The first thing noticed by the man was how the determined sheet had managed to stay clung to its human partner. Her body was radiant, hovering above him while she sat staring downward. Mamoru's hands seemed to be stuck to her waist. He could feel her stomach rising in and out from her deep breaths and he wondered if she was nervous about what she was doing. He glanced up to her face and noted the small smile cracking on her lips. She was…laughing?

"Usagi, I-…I…"

Usagi placed her fingers on his lips. She knew what he was going to ask and already had his answer. "Mamo-baka, I may only just be finishing high-school but I do have needs and you happen to be one of them." Mamoru grasped the hand on his mouth and moved it to open his own mouth and say something. Usagi interrupted. "Let me finish now, or I don't know if I'll be able to finish at all. I'm getting an amazing urge to talk and it might leave me any second. You just opened your heart, to me of all people, and it was probably the most amazing thing I have ever heard. Now, you know me and how I'm probably, in some country, legally retarded, but, I know me. I know we've spent the majority of our time insulting and cursing each other, but, deep inside I knew it was just a ruse. I have a connection to you, well I at least hope I do considering our current position, and after what you've said, I know I feel the same way. I can't say I love you, because I'm not entirely sure of that emotion, but, I can say I'm falling in love with you."
Mamoru slipped his hand in hers and quickly spoke up, "Oh Usagi, don't feel you have to say these things. I just needed to let you know what is on my end. I had to let you in; for fear that you wouldn't always be in my life."

Usagi smiled again at his words. "I'm not forcing anything Mamoru. This is me. No fever, or sickness, or psychic trick is making me say this. After the things you've done in the past day, you've made me see what kind of a life I could have, and I want nothing more then to have it with you. I want you, Mamo-chan, you and no one else."

Mamoru began to feel his heart pound at the words uttered from the small princess. She wanted to be with him. It was almost as if she was whispering the words he wanted to hear his whole life. He had her, the girl of his dreams, in his arms, in his apartment, and she had just uttered the words needed for him to realize his dreams. Gods help him, if he could only handle all of this.

Instead of speaking, Mamoru grabbed Usagi's head and ground her mouth against his. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she rubbed her chest over his annoyingly clad chest. Groans were given from both ends and Usagi was fueled even more into divesting him of his shirt. The buttons were more difficult than she believed possible and soon she found herself shaking as she ripped one of two of them off. The chest that was hiding underneath was incredible. Besides being toned and hairless, he was breathing rapidly and it made his stomach catch the dull lights and make it even more attractive.

Looking rapidly between his chest and his face, Usagi leaned down and placed kisses all around his chest. Being deliberately slow and patient, Usagi felt his stiffened nipples and hovered over them, her hot breath soaking into his skin. Mamoru shivered. She was the seductress in disguise and he was loving it. Her chest connected with his again as she kissed his neck and Mamoru found himself gripping the blankets covering her. He slowly pulled it down and his breath caught in his throat.

She was gorgeous even in the dull, neon light. Her hair fell behind her like a golden curtain, while her bright, cerulean blue eyes glittered boldly towards him. Shadows were cast all over her body and Mamoru brought his hands up to slowly skim her stomach. He heard her breathing intensify and Mamoru continued his trek upwards to her breasts.

The two mounds sat there as if waiting for him to play with them. He gripped each and noticed how firm, yet soft each was. They fit his hands, practically being made just for him. Soon Mamoru found himself massaging them and pushing them this way and that. Usagi made a guttural sound and it urged Mamoru on. He leaned up, gripping her back to keep her sitting on his waist, and attached his mouth to the nearest nipple.

The pert, pink nipple was flicked by Mamorus tongue and Usagi could only squirm as he held her tight against him. The things this man could do to her was amazing. She grasped at his back, his hair, anything she could touch while he had his way with her breasts. Soon she began to feel uneven as he paid attention to only one side, so she quietly nudged him to her other breast; sighing when he latched onto it and showered it with the same attention from the other.

"Oh Mamoruuu" She whispered, just loud enough for him to hear.

Mamoru realized how far things had come and whispered back to her. "Usagi. Tell me to stop. Throw yourself off of me before I throw you to this bed and not let you leave for a very long time. I'm just barely on the line and I won't stop if you stay. Please, go!" Mamoru whispered, as he let go from her nipple and placed his head in the valley in between. He nuzzled his head there, shaking back and forth to calm himself, while he waited for the inevitable move of Usagi getting up.

Usagi did move. She gently took his head off of her chest and slowly backed off of his waist. Instead of getting off the bed however, she only pushed herself further down his body until she was straddling his knees.

Mamoru looked at the blonde angel in curiosity until her plan was shown and she snaked her sly hands up to his zipper. He leaned forward quickly and grabbed her hands before they did any more damage. "Usagi, this is the quickest way to find yourself taken by me."

Usagi smiled at him and took her hands out of his. She leaned forward and kissed his lips, slipping her tongue into his awaiting mouth, then went back to her mission.

The sound of the zipper sliding downward was the loudest thing in the room. Both had stopped breathing until it had reached the bottom and Usagi had undone the button at the top. Mamoru bit his lip at the slowness of her movements and gripped the mattress in frustration. Usagi had undone the pants and was slowly sliding her finger back and forth at his waist. Was she trying to make this go a lot quicker and rougher than need be?

Usagi seemed to know what he was thinking because she soon slipped her hand into his boxers and slid down his extremely hard length. Mamoru couldn't take it.

Reciting a deep growl that caused Usagi to gasp lightly, he took the girl by her shoulders and tossed her onto the bed space beside him.

Before she could move or even roll over, Mamoru covered her with his body. Snatching her hands and moving them above her head, he held them there so she could not push herself away. Trailing kisses up her back , Mamoru smiled when she relaxed her body, then moved his way up to her ear before roughly whispering, "I told you to leave, but you being the temptress you are, did not. So now, I find myself in my bed with a girl that needs to see just how serious I was."

"Mamo-" Usagi was cut off as Mamoru quickly pushed up after licking her neck, and divested himself of his final 2 pieces of clothing. Usagi shut-up when she caught his silhouette in-front of the window. He stood confident as he watched her take him in. His black hair hung in front of his eyes but his hands sat comfortably at his sides until they began to twitch at the need to be back on her skin.

He strolled to the bed and crawled up beside Usagi and hugged her from behind. "So what do we do now?" He asked.

Usagi just lolled her head at the wonder of her predicament and could only mumble an incoherent yes as an answer. Her head was in overload at the wave of feelings but she knew she was either in heaven, or so close to it, she didn't care if it wasn't.

Mamoru kissed her again, putting his love into it and slowly easing her back onto the bed. The feel of their bodies connected together with nothing but bare skin sat on both of their minds. Usagi began to itch at wanting him closer. And literally took matter into her hands.

She noticed his hard member poking up even in the darkness, and grabbed it; stroking firmly. The smooth feel of the skin encouraged her to speed up with her rubbing and soon she noticed the slight tip of moisture coming from the head. Mamoru sat with no indication that he was even alive, as his eyes were closed and his mouth hanging open. Usagi touched her finger to the head and wiped the moisture. Putting it in her mouth, she tasted it and was surprised to not feel the need to throw up or be grossed out. Although it tasted weird, she still wanted more.

Pulling her hair behind her, Usagi leaned over and took him in her mouth. He filled her, with inches to spare and she began rocking her head back and forth to give him that same feeling she was just giving.

Mamoru made another grumble but held still in the position he was in. Usagi continued her administrations while attempting to speed up. She noticed how the faster and deeper she went, the more Mamoru responded. With this in mind, she slowly opened her throat and pushed deeper. As he sank in another inch, Usagi groaned.

Mamoru's eyes flew open at the sudden onslaught of vibrations in her throat. My Gods! Looking down, he saw her head bobbing up and down, hair flying around her. It was easily the hottest thing he had ever seen. When he began to feel the tingle of release spreading through him, Mamoru swore to the Gods and gently took himself out of her mouth. He didn't want to finish himself this way.

Usagi looked up as she felt him push her off. Had she done something wrong? She knew that most guys quite enjoyed that. Heck, even she did. Rei had always said that was what got most guys off. Preparing to speak up, Usagi glanced at him, but Mamoru beat her to it and touched her cheek as he spoke. "Usagi, nothing you just did was or will ever feel wrong. I just don't want to have this be the way I go. I want it to be inside of you; to show you that I'm here for US, not ME. Do you understand?"

Usagi cupped his hand with hers and nodded. Mamoru sighed and leaned over to re-administer his kisses to her neck. He loved her neck; it was soft and so smooth. It felt like it was hidden to the world; his own hideaway.

The feel of Mamoru sucking her skin was hypnotic, but the throbbing between her legs took her mind's priority. With Mamoru busy with her neck and breasts, Usagi snaked her hand downward towards the throbbing.

One touch was all she told herself. Just one touch then she would know just what was happening to her. But, when she did touch inside the folds of her warmth, Usagi could not take her hand away. With a small moan, Usagi slid her finger slowly over the small bump, back and forth. The feeling didn't die down. Instead, it peaked higher. The wonder of the sensation caused Usagi to apply more pressure and moan rather loudly. A pressure not known to her was building in the pit of her stomach. She continued; persistent.

Mamoru was paying strict attention to the small mounds attached to the small girl. He had heard her moan and he took this as a good sign, however, when she moaned even louder, he pulled back and stared at the scene before him. His blonde-haired goddess was kneeling with her legs apart and her hand in between her folds. She was biting her lip almost as if she was in pain, but her hand just continued to speed up.

Hearing the small gasps of breaths Usagi took enticed Mamoru and he found himself even more turned on. Slowly he inched until he was beside her, then moved his hand to cup hers. Their hands moved together as one, Usagi lightening up when she felt his presence, but Mamoru pushed down harder; keeping her going.

Opening her eyes, Usagi looked into his ocean blue ones and focused on them while they rubbed together. It was a sensation Usagi hoped she never lost and starting at Mamoru made it all the more pleasurable. The tension in her stomach peaked higher and Usagi felt herself trying to latch onto the wave of pleasure riding through her lower body.

Mamoru noted what she was trying to do and whispered into her ear to help her in the process, "Come for me, beautiful. Just feel our hands rubbing you down, feel the pressure in all the right spots. I want you to keep looking into my eyes and I want you to imagine myself in you, doing this exact thing. Use that strong imagination of yours. Come for me."

With that, Usagi quickly attached herself to the strong wave and with a few more quick strokes, rode a wave of pleasure she had never known existed. It effected her whole body and spots began to appear in front of her eyes; though still locked on Mamoru's. Her toes curled tightly beneath her and her hand had grabbed Mamoru's amidst the wave, though he continued his strokes with diligence.

Unintelligible words escaped her lips, but Mamoru noted his name amoung them. The temptress rocked back and forth throughout her orgasm but he continued; prolonging this experience for both of them.

When Usagi finally relaxed her body and came down from the unimaginable height, Mamoru pulled his hand away and rubbed her back soothingly. Sweat was forming on her forehead and neck, but Mamoru found her radiant.

After a few minutes, Usagi took note of her surroundings again and leaned back against the strong form holding her up. She tiled her head back until she was staring up at his god-like face and smiled. "Thank you."

Mamoru cracked a smile at the words. "No Usagi, thank you. I have never seen anything more beautiful. I don't think you even know what you do to me, but I'm willing to let you do it over and over again."

Usagi stifled a small laugh and turned so she was facing him. Her hair was slightly matted to her back but she took little notice. The only notice she was paying closer attention to was the fact that Mamoru was still standing at straight attention, with the moisture even more prominent then before.

Usagi felt another small tingle in her body at the sight of his hard member and she began to fall into the notions of wanting him inside of her. Putting her hand to his chest, she pushed him down until she could take her former seat at his waist. His dick was pushed against him stomach and Usagi took a deep breath at the hard object rubbing between her legs.

Mamoru groaned when she began rubbing back and forth on his hardness. She placed her small hands on his chest and helped steady herself amidst the rubbing. Mamoru grabbed her wrists and stared straight into her eyes. Usagi stared back and a silent thought went between both of them. With a faint nod, Usagi picked herself up a few inches and hovered over the member now standing beneath her folds.

She placed one hand on the base of his member and when she began lowering herself, Mamoru spoke up quickly, "Wa-wait! Usagi, I-I can't do this. I don't- I don't have anything. I couldn't bare to bring myself to hurting you and I-" Usagi placed herself back down on his waist. "It's ok Mamoru. I've been on the pill for 2 years now, and, I don't think you would carry anything bad and not tell me. So, it's alright. I'm giving you the green light." She finished with a smile.

Mamoru sighed with relief that a) she wasn't going to get pregnant and b) they could finish what they had definitely started. "Well in that case, where were we, my beautiful Usako?"/

Usagi brightened at the name change and immediately felt herself perk back to where she originally was just a few minutes ago. Leaning over quick and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips, Usagi grinned in his face and lifted her hips for the second time. Replacing her hand at his base, she guided his swollen member underneath her warmth, then slowly let go as she slid ever gently down his length.

The slight pain she felt was passed off at first, however, when she pushed in another inch, she felt a throbbing pain inside her centre. Mamoru felt the tension in her and knew what it meant. Taking her face in his hands, Mamoru looked into her eyes and tried to tell her silently what was about to happen. When she nodded slowly, Mamoru bit his lip, moved his hands to her shoulder and pushed her down as he thrust up.

The scream Usagi gave off hurt Mamoru to his core. He couldn't stand the thought of her in pain, but this was part of the process. He could feel her sitting still, trying to stifle the piercing, and he accompanied her by only breathing and watching her face intently.

Usagi thought she was being ripped in half. The tear she felt hurt like nothing before. She knew when it happened, what the cause was, but she didn't know it hurt so much. Sitting still, she had heard, was the best way to cope with it, but at her present moment, it was the only thing that she could think of. A minute went by but not the pain. Soon the breathing from Mamoru began to push her body slowly up and down and a spark spread throughout her.

Usagi clapped her hands on his chest and pushed him to continue moving. Mamoru caught onto her request and slowly began rocking his hips. Immediately the pain was lessened and the feeling she had had just a few minutes ago, was coming back. She soon started moving her hips in time with his; creating a dance she had never learned the moves for. She hugged her body and continued the thrusting.

Mamoru had turned his full attention to the sight in front of him. The girl he had just feared he had broken, was now riding him and hugging her fruitful body tightly. It was indescribable. Upon watching her rock, Mamoru felt the faint trembling in his loins. He wanted to much to postpone this; to keep this sight up for eternity, but fate would not have it that way.

Instead, Mamoru found himself grabbing her butt and bouncing towards the end of the bed, with her still covering him. When his feet touched the ground, Mamoru stood up, still holding the girl, and moved toward the nearest corner of the room. When Usagi's back hit the wall, he shoved his head into his hideaway and violently started thrusting into her.

Usagi moaned louder than ever and the rough, but exquisite feeling she was having. Her long legs wrapped around his waist, creating a better hold for Mamoru to sink into. She gripped the back of his head and pumped herself up and down to the speed Mamoru had set, which was quite fast. The walls felt cool against her back, which was welcoming compared to the amazing heat between her legs. The friction between the both of them was causing her to overload and she threw her head from side to side at the frustration of needing release.

Mamoru bit her shoulder gently at the sensations she was causing him. He took one hand off of her and put it on the wall to better steady himself. He continued thrusting at an impeccable speed all the while hearing the small sounds escaping her lips at each thrust. When Mamoru felt the tremor building even more, he bit her shoulder more roughly and thrust at a more demanding pace.

Soon Usagi just couldn't match his intensity and could only sit there as he used the rest of his strength to plow into her. Her body was physically exhausted but it was also in extreme need of release. She moaned as he continued to bite her shoulder and she bit him back, but gently, hoping to help him in his efforts. When he grunted at her bites, Usagi took a page from his books and whispered in his ear in-between thrusts, "Mamoru…I just want…you to know…that I've…never seen…anyone…more damn sexy…than you right…now…I want you…to take me…like you helped…me take myself…you need me…so prove it…prove you need…my body and…my soul and…all of my heart…prove it and…just…just…just fuck me dammit!"

The sound of Usagi swearing pushed Mamoru over the edge and he through his body into her roughly and sped so fast Usagi couldn't breathe properly. She felt the sweat on his back and kissed his neck, since that was the only thing she could think of. The pounding of his dick was the most intense thing she had ever felt and when she noticed his breath hitch, she bit his neck and prayed for his beautiful release.

Mamoru pushed into her one final time and grunted loudly as he spilled into her. His whole body was frigid and he couldn't even open his eyes at the power of his orgasm. He was still for a minute, maybe more, when he began to feel the blonde in his arms wiggle ever so slightly. It was then that he came back down to Earth and opened his eyes to the aftermath. Usagi was resting on his shoulder and the dull coldness of his walls was seeping through her skin and onto his.

Hoisting her more onto him, Mamoru made his way over to his bed and deposited the girl onto the mattress. Grabbing a Kleenex from his night-side table, he quickly cleaned himself up a little then slinked onto the bed and beside Usagi.

She was awake, but amidst all of that passion, her body felt zapped. She could feel Mamoru wrap his arms around her and sigh into her hair and she smiled and the welcoming feeling this caused. Although she was sore in every way imaginable, she felt complete for the first time. She moved her body just the slightest to tell him she was still semi-conscious and when she did move, Mamoru spoke.

"Usako, my darling Usako, I have no words left in me to describe you in any better detail. What you…we have just done is open a new chapter in our books. We've created something that no one will ever take away from us. I love what you're helping me to become, whether you know it or not, and I pray that one day, I can only show you what you have shown me tonight. You've opened the flood gates, my love, and I won't hold back, if you're willing to take all of me."

Usagi's heart skipped a beat when he mentioned the phrase 'my love'. Was she truly his? She gave the slightest of smiles, as her body was amidst shut down mode, but made sure to snuggle closer to him to show the message was received.

"Oh Usako, you stormed into my life, then captured my heart amidst your fury, I pray I will always be there to hear your thunder. Hear you thunder and see your sparks."

Usagi blinked a tear and formed the one word she was capable of saying before sleep claimed her, "Love".