Sailor Moon, Usagi/Mamoru, Roses
Whoever got the ball rolling on the idea that a girl’s first time should be accompanied by candlelight and silken sheets strewn with rose petals had obviously never tried it for themselves. That isn’t to say it wasn’t beautiful and heartwarming in the heat of the moment. But as for the afterglow...
Usagi was giggling.
“Usa-ko?” As beautiful as her laughter was to him, it wasn’t the most flattering thing to hear after what was supposed to be a romantic night of lovemaking; and, propped up on his side in the bed, Mamoru stared down at his official-as-of-a-couple-hours-ago fiancé with more than a touch of bewilderment. His expression taking on a particularly stoic look, one that Usagi recognized as the face he used when something was troubling him, as he worried that perhaps he’d managed to mess something up somewhere along the way.
It took a couple tries. But, taking a deep breath, Usagi managed to stifle the worst of her giggles before she damaged his masculinity further.
“You have flower bits stuck to you, Mamo-chan.” She quickly explained. Reaching a bare arm out from the silken covers, Usagi plucked several wayward rose petals off from where they were attached to her beloved’s slightly sweaty chest.
“Oh.” Mamoru blinked, and to her delight, a faint hint of red colored his cheeks.
Usagi burst into giggles once more. This time earning a raised brow from Mamoru.
“I’m glad to see I amuse you.” His grumble of annoyance might have been more believable if it hadn’t been for the slow, confident smile that made its way once more onto his lips.
She merely beamed happily up at him.
“I suppose I should tell you then-” He paused, brushing a hand over her long, unbound, golden locks. The first sparks of mischief creeping into his eyes as he pulled out a small handful of red petals as well. ”-you have a few stuck to you as well, Usa-ko.”
Usagi’s mouth formed a small ‘o’ of surprise just as Mamoru leaned forward to kiss her; and, with a sharp, purposeful tug to the bedcovers, he sent few more of the lingering rose petals fluttering to the bedroom floor around them.
She melted almost instantly. Her previous giggles were quickly forgotten as he gently stroked her naked curves. Cupping the nearest breast, he used his fingers to tease the nipple to pert attention until she began to squirm needily under him.
To Usagi’s disappointment, Mamoru pulled back. Smirking slightly at her pout, he pulled a hand into view. Another rose petal dangled from his fingers.
It was Usagi’s turn to blush.
“Hold still.” He chuckled softly against her skin. “I’ll help make sure you get them all off.”