THE LOVE OF A PRINCESS
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"
Rated: H

     "I'm going to kill somebody!" Endymion growled as he came sprinting
out of his chambers.
     The alarm had just been sounded, setting the young prince angrily
into motion. As he reached the top of the grand staircase, the officer of
the guard's horn had already been silenced, and the young guard was being
dressed down by Kunzite.
     "... And you do NOT sound a general alarm unless you are
specifically ordered to," Kunzite said icily.  "Now, report to the guard
captain. You are relieved of duty until further notice."
     The guard saluted quietly and, upon receiving a dismissal nod from
Kunzite, turned on a heel and walked away as directed.
     Kunzite saw the expression on Endymion's face, knowing that by
getting to the guard first, he had probably saved the man's career.
     "What the hell is going on?" Endymion demanded.
     "There is an intruder on the grounds," Kunzite calmly told the
prince, leading him into the guard wing of the palace. The two men had
known each other for years, both dispensing with titles and formalities
when in private.
     "Just one?"
     "As far as we can tell. We've sent out patrols," Kunzite answered.
     "The alarm was sounded for that?" Endymion asked, his voice cold.
"My father and mother have only just returned from a three-week
diplomatic trip. You know he doesn't sleep well away from home. Tonight
will probably be the first good sleep he's had since he left, and I will
NOT have him disturbed over something trivial."
     Kunzite simply nodded, thinking that the son needed a good night's
sleep as much as the father. They turned the corner and strode into the
command room.
     "As you were," Endymion called, even before the guard at the door
had finished announcing him. "What's the situation?"
     "The intruder appeared in the south-east section, by the lake, about
five minutes ago, my lord," Nephrite reported.
     "Appeared? He didn't cross the perimeter?" Endymion asked.
     "No, your highness. Not as far as we can tell," Nephrite answered.
     The grand palace of Atlantis was protected by two perimeters of
magical detection fields. They were designed to alert of physical
crossings. If someone teleported into the grounds, the detection fields
would provide an alert of that, but could not localize the point of
arrival. A separate barrier field prevented teleportation directly into
the palace itself.
     "He hasn't crossed the inner perimeter yet, has he?" asked Kunzite.
     "No, sir. He hasn't."
     An idea formed in Endymion's mind. "I'm going out to take a look for
myself," he said. "When you find this person, take him to the guard
barracks, but go easy unless he puts up a fight. I don't want us
overreacting if this should prove to be just a wizardry apprentice who
hasn't learned to control his teleports."
     "Of course," Kunzite answered.
     "Oh. And Kunzite. If anyone awakens my father before tomorrow
morning, I'll have his head."
     "Understood, your highness."
     Endymion rushed out of the palace and across the terrace. Feeling
his power flowing within him, he vaulted his way over the inner gardens.
The grounds were enormous, and it still took him some time to cross the
inner perimeter line and approach the lake. There was a small summer
residence on the lake, seldom used anymore. It had been built by his
grandfather, King Endymion, and there were stories that it was there the
legendary Merlin had met with the king to propose a worldwide
confederation under the leadership of Atlantis. The house happened to sit
on a point of a strong magic forces, which had allowed Merlin supposedly
to come and go undetected. The king, however, had so embellished the
stories in his later years, that many came to believe it was merely
legend. The younger Endymion suspected otherwise. He also knew the house
was a place the guards would probably not search closely.
     Drawing closer to the house, Endymion slowed his pace, moving
silently through the trees. He crept around the side of the house,
finding himself with a vague sense that someone was there. As he peered
round the end of the house, by the light of the nearly full moon he saw
from behind a hooded figure sitting calmly atop a stone wall, gazing out
over the lake. Though the figure appeared small and unthreatening,
Endymion approached warily, his hand ready to either grab for his sword
or to hurl a magical rose.
     "Stand, and identify yourself, in the king's name," Endymion
challenged.
     The figure jumped in surprise, letting out an unmistakably feminine
squeal as she fell to the ground. Endymion covered the distance to the
wall in a single leap. His first glance showed him blond hair, a golden
crescent moon, and large blue eyes peering out from under the hood.
     "Serenity," he sighed, slightly exasperated, but still overjoyed to
see the daughter of the Moon Queen. "What are you doing here, my love?"
     "Another boring social function," she told him, as he helped her to
her feet and embraced her lovingly. "I made the obligatory appearance,
then excused myself. While all attention was on the ballroom, I
teleported here, my dearest."
     "Well, I'm certainly happy to see you, but I think it's safe to
assume your mother already knows you're gone, not to mention the fuss
your arrival has created here," he said.
     "Fuss? Really?"
     "Yes. You set off the perimeter alarms," he said.
     "I thought it was possible to teleport to this spot without doing
that," she said, looking puzzled.
     "That was Merlin. He probably forgot more about magic than most
wizards ever learn. And that story may not be entirely true. My
grandfather had the storyteller's gift for embellishment. One of his
stories was based on an encounter he had had as a prince with a dragon.
The dragon had simply been sniffing out a magic point in a cave, going
peaceably on its way, but the last time my grandfather told the story, he
said it had been a pitched battle with five evil dragons, and he had
slain all of them single-handedly."
     Serenity nodded. "I'm sorry for causing any trouble. I just wanted
to see you again."
     "I've wanted to see you, too," he said. "But my duties have kept me
tied here."
     Endymion leaned down and kissed her cheek softly. She replied by
kissing his lips.
     "I've missed you so much," she sighed.
     "I have to get you inside," he said. "The grounds are crawling with
guards, because of the alarm."
     Taking her hand, her led her quietly through the woods, detouring
several times to avoid patrols. He noticed the guards were handling their
searches in a decidedly haphazard fashion. That was unusual, as Jadeite
had organized the guards, and was a model of efficiency and a brilliant
tactician. Endymion would have to have a word with Jadeite about this
when he returned. Now, however, Endymion's immediate priority was take
advantage of the situation to slip Serenity into the palace. They crossed
the inner perimeter line. He knew the command room would spot the
crossing but would assume, since their were two of them, that it was one
of the guard patrols making its rotation.
     "This is where it will get a little tricky," he told her, as they
reached the edge of the gardens and approached the terrace. "Keep your
hood up, stay close, and be prepared to move quickly."
     She nodded her head and grasped his hand tightly.
     He heard footsteps of an officer heading into the guard wing.
Endymion timed the man's steps, then allowed him a few extra seconds for
movement inside the palace. His ears straining for any other sounds, he
carefully nudged Serenity and they hurried up the steps and across the
terrace. Moving along the side of the building they approached the corner
balcony that opened off of his chambers.
     "Here we go," he said, scooping Serenity up in his arms.
     Her jaw set to hold back a gasp of surprise. He jumped, easily
clearing the height to the balcony and landing gently. Stepping inside,
he placed her down on her feet, then closed the window.
     "These are your chambers?" she asked, lowering her hood.
     "Yes," he said. "There are guest quarters through that door, which
you may make use of tonight."
     She simply nodded her head, still looking around. "It's very nice."
     The bed chamber was large, with an enormous bed along one wall.
Candles burned along the walls, while two chandeliers hung from the high
ceiling, aglow with magic illumination crystals. Ornate rugs covered the
floors, and a beautiful tapestry hung on one wall. At one end of the
room, a large fire burned in the fireplace, throwing its warmth into the
room.
     "Thank you." He removed his armor and sword belt, hanging them both
beside the door, then opened the door to the hallway briefly, hanging a
small placard which told his aides not to disturb him. "In the morning, I
can tell my mother and father of your arrival. For now, I don't want to
create a fuss."
     "All right," she agreed, moving over and embracing him again. "I was
hoping for perhaps a more personal time together."
     He felt her hips press forward suggestively against his rapidly
hardening manhood.
     "Serenity," he gasped. "Are you sure about this?"
     As she looked up into his eyes, he could see a flicker of
uncertainty.
     "Maybe we'd better not," he said, struggling against a part of
himself that wanted it too.
     "No. Please," she whispered, clinging to him with an unexpected
strength, and pressing her lips to his.
     As Endymion responded to her kiss, he quickly identified the
conflict within her, realizing the dilemma he faced. Serenity loved him
deeply, as he loved her, and felt love and passion urging her to carry
their relationship to a new level. At the same time, she was still quite
young. Admittedly, he wasn't *that* much older, himself. Her youth left
her unprepared for what a deeper relationship would mean. His dilemma:
should he shelter her because of her youth and turn her away, or should
he respect her wish to learn and grow in their relationship and their
love? It was a difficult situation, for if she was too young she wouldn't
understand why he was turning her away and would be hurt. If she was
ready for the next step, she probably would understand why he was turning
her away and be hurt that he thought her too immature. Yet, to move
forward, and only then find out she was not ready would inflict an even
worse hurt. He silently prayed for the ability to see past her desire and
his own, into both their hearts.
     Serenity slipped her robe off, allowing him to see the full length
of her golden blond hair, drawn up as usual in two royal buns, from which
flowed long pigtails. She was wearing a flowing silver gown, more ornate
than her regular one, with gold woven into the bodice, and along the
pleats, as well as gold trim on the sleeves and a golden sash around the
waist. He took a long moment to look her over, finding each time he saw
her that his memory could never fully record the true degree of her
beauty.
     "You look simply radiant as always," he told her, taking her robe
from her and setting it aside.
     "Thank you," she replied.
     As he sat down heavily on the edge of his bed, she noticed a tired
expression in his face, and heard a sighing release of breath. Moving
over to him, she kicked off her shoes, knelt on the bed beside him and
started gently massaging his shoulders and neck.
     "Ohhhh," he sighed. "Now that feels nice."
     She continued massaging him, finding his muscles like steel, but all
tight and knotted. Glad for once of her own strength, she found a
particular knotted muscle, digging into it with her thumb. He gasped
softly in pain, but quickly relaxed again as her fingers slowly swept
over his shoulders. She could feel his muscles beginning to loosen up.
     "Why so tense? Working too hard?" she asked softly, leaning forward
to whisper in his ear.
     "Mmmm," he sighed. "My parents have been away, trying once again to
keep the world confederation from tearing itself apart. While they were
in Asia trying settle a crisis there, a new war broke out in Europe, and
I had to dispatch Jadeite with several ambassadors to try to resolve
that, and a messenger to inform my father. And then, here at home, a
volcanic eruption forced the complete evacuation of three islands."
     "Well, perhaps you need some time to just forget about all those
troubles, my prince," she said. An idea occurred to her. "Why don't you
remove your shirt and lie down? I'll be able to do this better."
     Endymion hardly gave it a thought, peeling his shirt off and tossing
it aside. He pulled off his boots, then lay down on the bed on his chest.
Serenity sat beside him, and resumed massaging his back. As her hands
firmly stroked his bare flesh, and she sat there so close to him, she
felt the now familiar sensations of warmth and wetness sweeping through
her. Her thoughts of him, and particularly her dreams, had been bringing
on such feelings in her for several months now. Finding another tight
spot among his muscles, she dug into it hard. His entire body responded
as he gasped. She bent down and kissed the back of his neck.
     As she kissed him softly and repeatedly, and continued to sweep her
small but strong hands all over his back, he found the tension of the
last several weeks just melting away. Replacing it, however, was a
considerable arousal. In his mind, he kept imagining Serenity naked in
his bed, moaning and crying her pleasure as he slipped inside her and
gave her what she claimed to want. He squeezed his eyes shut, struggling
to retain control of himself. Just then, he felt the full warmth of her
upper body lowered across his back, and her soft breath along his ear,
followed by a soft pressure as she squeezed her lips into his earlobe.
     "Serenity!" he gasped.
     "Yes, my dearest?" she replied, her voice all innocence.
     She slipped her hands along his arms, as she lay over him, molding
herself to him. This close, the texture of his skin, the feel of his
strong muscles, the movement of his breathing, the warmth of his body,
and his scent, were all increasing the warm wetness inside her as she
grew increasingly aroused. She moved herself completely on top of him,
her legs spread over his. In an instant, her mind flashed with the image
of them both naked. She pressed her lips repeatedly to the side of his
neck.
     Endymion felt her movements on top of him, and could guess what she
was experiencing, for she was making him hotter and hotter with arousal.
A part of him wanted simply to roll her over and take her right then and
there.
     Just then, a soft chime rang.
     "What was that?" Serenity asked.
     "It means a servant has prepared my bath," he said. "I placed the
privacy notice on my door. Thus, the servant will not enter my chamber,
but simply rings that bell."
     "Well, you had probably better not let it go to waste," she said.
     As soon as she slid off of him, he moved over and pressed his lips
to her mouth, slipping his tongue into her. Though initially taken by
surprise, she quickly wrapped her arms around him and responded in full
measure.
     "Are you sure you want to do this, my love?" he asked again, his
eyes staring deeply into hers.
     "Yes, my dearest. Yes," she answered, determination showing in her
voice, her eyes absolutely steady.
     "Then *we* are not going to let that bath go to waste," he said,
love and desire now swelling in equal measure within him.
     He swept a hand over her inviting curves, then pressed it firmly
into her breast through the fabric of her dress. She sighed happily with
increasing arousal. Standing up, he drew her after him, taking her in his
arms and quickly opening the fastenings on the back of her dress. Guided
by his hands, the silver and gold fabric shimmered as it fell to the
floor. His breath caught as he had his first look at her naked breasts.
Never had he imagined such perfection as he looked on the smooth, creamy
flesh, the full, round shape, and the firm, aroused nipples. Reminding
himself he would have ample time to properly admire her breasts, along
with every other part of her body, he untied the waistband of her
underskirts, sliding them down as well, leaving her with only a pair of
white underpants and white lace stockings. Kneeling in front of her, he
softly kissed her abdomen, feeling her shiver slightly in response. He
then grasped the top of her right stocking and began slowly sliding it
down the length of her gorgeous leg. This close, he could clearly detect
the scent of her arousal, and could see the wet stain on her underpants.
     Serenity felt like she was going to burst as he moved so slowly in
removing her stocking. Finally, he lifted her foot from the floor and
pulled the stocking away completely. Only then, did he turn his attention
to the other one, going just as slowly in working it down, his fingers
caressing her leg every bit of the way. At last, that stocking was gone
as well. She could see the fire in his eyes as his hands reached for her
underpants. Inside, she felt herself at full boil, warmer and wetter then
she had ever been before. Endymion obviously felt similarly aroused, for
he simply grabbed her underpants and yanked them down. He was breathing
hard as she stepped out of them. As he rose to his feet, he guided her
hands to the waist of his pants. She unfastened the button, only to
discover the pants were not completely opened. Quickly she found two more
buttons inside his fly, unfastening them as well and letting the pants
drop. After he had stepped out of them, she pulled down his underpants,
her eyes going wide as she saw his erect hardness. While he stepped out
of his underpants, she tentatively touched his penis with a finger.
     "Oh, Serenity," he gasped, feeling ready to explode. "Let's wait a
while on that."
     As he sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes remained glued to
his manhood. Inside her, her own body seemed to respond in anticipation
as her warmth and wetness grew still more intense. Hurriedly, she reached
down and pulled off his socks, longing to move on with their nighttime
activities.
     Standing up again, he slipped an arm around her shoulder and guided
her through the dressing room and into his bath chamber. The tub, though
smaller than her own, was still easily large enough for several people.
Made of marble, it was a basic rectangle with an inset waterfall at one
end, where fresh water poured in, and a drain at the other end to prevent
overflows. A shelf ran along the two long sides, forming sitting benches,
while steps led in beside the drain. Endymion stepped into the warm
water, then helped her after him. As she settled down, leaning
luxuriously back against the warmth of his strong body, she could smell
the gentle rose scent added to the water. His hands slid comfortably
around her waist, holding her in his embrace. Sitting there in the arms
of the man she loved, and knowing what was to come, Serenity could not
think of, or even imagine, a happier moment in her entire life.
     Endymion, too, was filled with happiness as he shared this beautiful
moment with the young woman he loved. Leaning forward, he kissed her
cheek.
     "Serenity, I love you," he whispered in her ear.
     "And I love you, my dearest," she replied softly, snuggling herself
even deeper into his embrace.
     He moved his hands up and grasped her breasts. She moaned at the
gentle pressure of his fingers, while his lips touched her earlobe then
moved down onto her neck. He squeezed her left nipple between his thumb
and index finger, drawing a gasp from her. In reply, she pushed herself
back against him and then shifted herself up, stroking herself over his
penis. Immediately his breath caught and his body stiffened. Serenity
smiled with satisfaction before turning herself around to kiss his lips.
As they touched, she brushed her tongue along his lip, then slid it
inside his mouth.
     They both pulled back, gasping, once more feeling arousal about to
carry them beyond control. He poured out some soap into his hands and
started gently caressing her back. With slow, gentle movements, he
proceeded over every bit of her body, but carefully saved the region
between her legs for last. The soft stroke of his hand down over her
silky golden curls and the tender flesh between her thighs drew a moan of
pleasure from her. Serenity then took the soap and began to sweep her
hands over him. Feeling him tense and hearing him groan as she approached
and then avoided his hardness, she brought her hand to it after she had
finished with the rest of him. Slowly, he guided her hand, showing her
how to pleasure him there. Joy spread through her as she saw and felt him
respond to her touch. As soon as he drew her hand away from his member,
she leaned forward, threw her arms around his neck and kissed him
passionately. Endymion felt like the kiss alone would be enough to send
him over the edge.
     They snuggled together quietly for several more minutes. He reached
up and unfastened her pigtails, letting her long golden hair fall free.
Finally, he stirred, reaching for the chain that turned off the flow of
water.
     "I think we'd better climb out before we turn into a couple of
prunes," he said.
     Nodding, she rose to her feet. He found his arousal returning full
force as he took in the sight of her glistening wet body. After helping
her out of the tub, he opened the floor drain to let the water run out.
She had already found a towel for herself and handed him one. When they
had dried their bodies, he assisted her with her hair. Finally, he took
her towel from her and, with his own, set it down on the side of the tub.
     They returned to his bedchamber, where she looked with anticipation
at the large bed she would be sharing with him. After turning down the
blanket and top sheet, he kissed her passionately, his hands sweeping
lovingly over her soft, delightful curves. As she looked up at him, all
youthful uncertainty and hesitation gone from her eyes, he knew the point
of no return had long since been passed.
     He lowered her onto the bed, then moved in alongside her. She gasped
with delight as he pressed his lips hungrily to one of her nipples, while
caressing the other breast with a hand. Opening his mouth, he brushed his
tongue over her smooth flesh, then caressed the hard, firm tip of her
nipple. He took the nipple back in his mouth and sucked at it hard.
     Serenity cried out his name, her body swept with raw pleasure as her
insides seemed to be boiling and her hot fluid streaming down out of her.
Her fingers slid into his soft, dark hair as she sought to hold him to
her. His only movement was to lick his way across her valley before
seizing her other breast in his mouth and beginning to devour it as
ravenously as he had done the first. Suddenly, he pressed his teeth into
her almost painfully aroused nipple, triggering a passionate cry from
her.
     "Oh, Serenity," he gasped, more deeply in love with her than ever.
     As Endymion resumed licking and suckling her breasts, he slid a hand
between her thighs, softly caressing her dripping wet nether lips. She
promptly tensed in response and gasped his name, clutching him still more
tightly. Opening her virgin petals, he slipped his fingers inside her and
caressed her lips from within. As she was now shaking and gasping with
greater intensity, he probed upward with his fingertips, quickly finding
her swollen jewel.
     Serenity felt like she was on fire, as she screamed his name and her
body nearly leapt off the bed. He touched her there again and immediately
every muscle in her body spasmed and every nerve seemed to burn white
hot. She cried out his name again and again and again, as she was only
vaguely aware of just pouring her fluid out onto the bed, until finally
her body relaxed and her senses slowly returned to reality.
     "My prince, that was so incredible," she gasped softly.
     He delicately kissed her lips. "Would you care to return the favor,
my princess?"
     "Certainly, my dearest," she answered. "But how?"
     He lay back on the bed and motioned toward his erection. With a grin
of understanding, she moved closer to his member, taking him in her hand
and caressing him firmly.
     "Am I doing alright?" she asked, a passionate sparkle in her eyes.
     "Oh, yes!" he sighed.
     She ran her free hand along his thigh, feeling his muscles tremble
at her touch. His manhood was throbbing more forcefully now, and the rest
of his body was starting to thrust with it. She moved her free hand up
and softly cradled his testicles, drawing an intense moan from him as his
body jerked sharply.
     'Oh, God. She's good,' he thought, as her touch was driving him
crazy. Her hand slowed its pace and he felt something soft caressing his
throbbing tip. Looking down, he saw her brushing him with a handful of
her hair. He felt ready to burst.
     "Please," he gasped.
     "Am I doing something wrong?" she asked.
     "No. No. I'd just like you to lick it, please."
     She looked down at his tip for a moment, then bent down and kissed
his tip. As he sighed with overwhelming pleasure, she softly stroked the
tip with her tongue. Seeing how much he was clearly enjoying it, she
moved still lower and pressed her lips to one of his testicles.
     "Serenity!" he cried, his hands clutching at the bed while his
muscles strained.
     With a series of very slow, soft strokes, she made her way up the
full length of his member. Reaching the tip, she found fluid beginning to
emerge. Out of curiosity, she licked it up. Finding the taste pleasant,
she took his tip in her mouth.
     He gasped, still fighting to hold himself back. Never had he
expected Serenity to do something like this. She was driving him
completely over the edge. Her warm, wet mouth took his penis in hungrily.
Unable to hold himself, his body thrust sharply as his awareness closed
down to this one sensation. With the unstoppable throbbing of his member,
he felt torrents of himself shoot up into her mouth.
     His release caught Serenity completely by surprise. Gasping and
coughing, she spit most of his fluid back out before regaining enough
control to realize that she liked his taste. Feeling able to continue,
she crouched down over him and licked his slowly receding penis clean.
     "Oh, Serenity," he whispered, overwhelmed.
     She moved up alongside him and kissed his lips. As their tongues
caressed, he could taste himself in her mouth.
     After a moment, Endymion rolled her onto her back, then moved down
over her body, planting soft kisses along her abdomen. He spread her legs
apart and positioned himself between them. As she looked down at him
curiously, he started licking her nether lips, lapping up the love honey
still flowing out of her. While she gasped with pleasure, he spread her
lips open and began to suck, drinking her in. She cried his name
repeatedly, while he swept his tongue gently over the insides of her
nether lips, then probed deeper inside her. Once more, her hands were
pressing into his head, seeming to want to push him in deeper. He stroked
the sides of her vagina, feeling her tremble, then brought his tongue to
her swollen, exquisitely sensitive jewel. The lightest touch caused her
entire body to bounce sharply on the bed, and brought a cry of raw
pleasure from her mouth. Pausing a moment, he then stroked her again,
feeling another passionate tremor ensue. She was now gasping his name,
pleading for him to continue. Yielding to her pleas, he held her jewel
once more with his tongue, this time sucking hard. At once he felt her
body plunge into orgasm, as a scream of pure ecstasy filled the room. Her
honey cascaded out of her, far faster than he could swallow, leaving some
to pour over his face. As she lay there, gasping and breathing heavily,
he took several breaths of his own, then turned his attention to licking
her clean as she had done for him.
     He slid up and kissed her, giving her the chance to taste herself.
She looked up at him, love and passion shining brightly in her eyes.
     "Ready to go on?" he asked.
     "Oh, yes," she replied.
     He moved her over, away from the stained portion of the sheet, and
placed her head on a pillow. After kissing her lightly, he spread her
legs once more and lowered himself between them. She sighed in
anticipation as his manhood found her nether lips and gently spread them
open.
     "Oh, Endymion!" she gasped, as she felt him spread her open and
begin to move inside of her.
     "This may hurt the first time," he said, as he moved deeper.
     Serenity felt a sharp, tearing pain as he pushed into her, her eyes
filling with tears. Immediately, he was kissing her lips and cheeks,
whispering words of comfort. Through the pain, however, she could feel
the warm mass of his penis deep inside her, filling her up, and her own
body responding with a warm wetness of its own. As she blinked away the
tears, she tightened her embrace of him and kissed him passionately in
return.
     His body was pumping hard and fast. As he reveled at the feel of
being deep inside her, he struggled to control himself, feeling for her
rhythm so as to avoid hurting her any further. Carefully, he slowed
himself down, finding the slower pace allowed him to make a gentler
movement, still stimulating her where she needed it, but also hopefully
being as considerate as possible where she would still be in pain.
     The warmth inside her was increasing, and with it her own pleasure.
As he slowed his movements, she felt a longer, more sensual stroke over
her jewel each time, sending waves of ecstasy sweeping through her. His
warm mass within her, despite the pain, just felt so incredibly right
that she knew it was adding to her own heat. She clutched him tightly
with her arms and legs, wanting to hold him inside her forever.
     "Serenity, my love," he whispered, thoroughly enjoying their
sharing. With each movement, he felt passion overcoming her lingering
pain. He kissed her lips, knowing he never wanted this to stop.
     Again and again he moved with her, shifting his manhood deep within
her. She gasped his name repeatedly, as pure lust demanded still more
physical pleasure from the man she loved more than anything. It kept
going, and she soared still higher, pain now completely overwhelmed. Each
motion had her nerves on fire with ecstasy. The next thrust did it,
making her feel like she had literally exploded, her body consumed by
sensations far beyond her two previous orgasms. She screamed his name as
her body locked up, then released, pouring out a mass of her honey around
his member.
     Endymion ground his teeth and struggled to hold every muscle in his
body to keep from being swept over the edge with Serenity. Her passionate
screams made him glad that the walls were thick and that his chambers
were far removed from those of his parents.
     Finally, her body came out of the orgasm, and he slowly resumed his
pumping and thrusting motions. Her eyes gradually focused on him, and he
could see a trace of surprise, as she hadn't anticipated his being able
to continue. He kissed her lips.
     "Surely you. . .  don't want to. . . stop yet?" he asked.
     She shook her head, a bright grin forming on her lips. He promptly
kissed her, just then pressing himself deep into her. A passionate gasp
came from the back of her throat. He repeatedly kissed her cheeks and her
lips as their motions continued and grew stronger.
     With his next thrust, Serenity rolled upward with her hips. Although
a certain part of her body protested painfully, the rest sang with
pleasure, and she could feel his own response as he gasped with delight.
A movement that much more forceful ensued, leaving her gasping for breath
and softly crying his name.
     Having no concept of time, they continued to move as one, their
bodies melded together. He could tell they were both approaching the
brink. Each movement seemed to send them higher into the realms of
pleasure than the last.
     The next stroke left them both gasping, their bodies on fire with
passion. He moved upward once more, lifting himself slightly. At the same
instant, she thrust with her hips. He seemed to be plunging much deeper
into her than ever before as she was consumed by pure ecstasy, soaring
over the edge into orgasm. As her muscles clamped down hard, he exploded
into his climax, his warm seed pouring into her.
     They lay there, not moving, heartbeats and breathing gradually
slowing, neither making the slightest effort to separate their intimate
connection. He looked down into her eyes, feeling like she now shared a
part of his soul, and he a part of hers.
     "I love you, Serenity," he said softly. "More than ever."
     She nodded her head slightly. "And I, you. More than ever."
     He gently pressed his lips to hers. Her arms and legs tightened
their embrace of him, and the kiss became much more passionate as the two
lovers clung to each other in exquisite fulfillment.
     Finally, he eased himself off of her, planted a playful kiss on her
breast, and then stood up.
     "Where are you going?" she asked.
     "Not far, my love. I have to put out the candles and the lights, and
put some more wood on the fire," he told her.
     She slipped out of bed to follow him, finding a lingering pain
remaining between her legs and noticing traces of blood on her thighs and
his. Ignoring it, she walked around the room, a bit stiffly perhaps,
helping to put out the candles.
     Endymion then placed his hand on a large crystal sitting on a table
by the door. Immediately, the illumination crystals in the chandeliers
grew dimmer until they cast only the faintest glow. In the gloom, he made
his way to the fireplace, throwing on several more pieces of wood. The
fire soon grew higher, casting its flickering light out into the room. He
gazed lovingly at Serenity, her naked body now simply aglow in the
firelight. As the significance of the stains on her thighs slowly sank
into his consciousness, he turned and went into his bath chamber,
returning with a wet cloth.
     "Let's get ourselves cleaned up a bit, my love," he said, sitting
down on the soft, thick rug spread in front of the fireplace.
     Serenity sat down beside him. He gently wiped the cloth along her
thighs and crotch, carefully cleaning away the stains of her blood. He
then handed the cloth to her, allowing her to wipe away the stains on his
own thighs. As she tossed the cloth away, he drew her into his embrace,
kissing her passionately. He lay back on the rug, drawing her down on top
of him, their bodies pressing together tightly. Her hair draped like a
blanket of purest gold over both of them, while they pressed their mouths
together and caressed each other's tongue.
     She quickly felt his hard, erect penis against her thigh. Her own
arousal growing to renewed intensity, Serenity slid herself back, feeling
his tip spread open her nether lips and return inside her where she
desperately wanted him. She pushed herself down, while at the same moment
he thrust up through his hips, plunging him inside her to the hilt and
making them one. He gasped her name while she softly cried out her raw
pleasure. As his hands swept up over her body, she bounced and pumped on
top of him, knowing instinctively just how to keep perfect pace with him.
     His fingers squeezed into her breasts, bringing a moan of joy from
her mouth. She bent down over him, kissing his chin and then his lips. He
was sweeping a hand out through her long golden hair when their bodies
moved as one, driving his member within her. They both shook
convulsively, gasping the other's name.
     She sat back up astride him, feeling his body thrust again. She was
able to move with it, increasing the pleasure for both of them. Her own
senses were virtually overloaded as his manhood stroked her jewel hard.
     "My prince!" she cried.
     The fire was casting shadows of their loving, entwined bodies across
the room, the flickering light of the fire making the shadows jump even
more than their actual bodies were, while making shadows dance across the
two of them.
     Peering down at him, she felt her love for him overflowing her
heart. She swept her hands lovingly over his strong chest as his manhood
continued to fill her deep inside. His hands were sweeping across her,
first her abdomen, then her ribs, then her breasts, then her shoulders,
then down her arms. The touch was combining with his warm, throbbing
member to carry her ever higher.
     He was in heaven, with his penis fully enveloped by her warm, moist
womanhood as they shared of their bodies and their souls. She bent down
once more and he kissed her deeply, separating with a massive thrust of
both bodies.
     She was gasping more, crying his name in pure delight, as their pace
grew still faster. Her body was swaying wildly, causing her hair to dance
all over him, which only further increased his arousal. His hands took
hold of her ribs to hold her upright. It was just in time, for their next
movement sent her over the edge, consuming her body with a massive
orgasm, and pouring her warm fluid out over him. As he struggled to ride
out the waves of pleasure it was sending through him, she screamed his
name in ecstasy, before finally starting to go limp.
     "Serenity," he whispered. "You're so beautiful this way."
     She simply smiled down at him, her body already beginning to move
with his again, and knowing that she loved him more than anything else.
     Their soft gasps and cries again grew louder as they resumed their
soaring to the heights of sexual pleasure. His hands took hold of her
breasts, his thumbs pressing into her nipples. She felt the fire inside
her increasing, her blood simply boiling with sexual desire for her
prince.
     He arched himself up and suckled one of her nipples, feeling the
warmth radiating through every part of her body.
     "Oh Endymion, my dearest," she cried.
     He pressed his teeth into her nipple, then swept his tongue over it.
As she gasped his name again, he lay back on the rug, rolling up hard
through his hips. Inside her, he could feel his member throbbing wildly.
     Serenity's entire body seized up with the now familiar force of her
orgasm, her muscles clamping down with tremendous power on his penis. His
own body responded, taking him to a tremendous climax and sending his
seed exploding up into her. She could feel his spreading warmth within
her as her body slowly relaxed and she lowered herself on top of him.
     She sighed his name softly, in complete and utter contentment as she
rested her head on his shoulder, quickly dozing off.
     He gently stroked his fingers through her hair as he lay beneath
her, thoroughly and joyfully spent, enjoying the combined warmth of her
body and the fire. He too was soon asleep.
     It was some time later when Endymion awoke, parts of his body
protesting his sleeping on the floor, while other parts were thoroughly
enjoying the warm presence of the beautiful naked young princess asleep
on top of him. As he softly stroked a hand along her back, he noticed the
fire had faded somewhat. He also knew that he and Serenity really should
be spending the night in his bed, not on the floor. The thought of this
exquisite young woman in bed beside him fueled his desire once more,
making him realize he had not yet fully satisfied his hunger for her. He
smiled at himself ruefully, supposing it only made sense that, since his
love for Serenity went beyond all control, his desire for her should too.
     Softly, he kissed her cheek as he carefully and slowly slipped
himself out from underneath her. She stirred slightly, but did not
awaken. He placed more wood on the fire, then sat down next her, simply
admiring her in all her naked glory, the firelight flickering over her
body and giving her soft skin a golden glow like her hair. Leaning down
he kissed her cheek. She mumbled softly in her sleep, but still did not
wake up. He softly caressed her arm as emotion swelled up within him at
the wonder that such incredible beauty should be shared with him. Rolling
her onto her back, he began to gather her up in his strong arms. She
awoke as he was lifting her off the floor.
     "Hmmm? What's happening?" she asked sleepily.
     "I'm taking you back to bed, princess," he said softly.
     "That's nice," she sighed, snuggling her head against his shoulder
and closing her eyes again.
     He grinned. 'I'll show you nice,' he thought, his body yearning for
much more of her.
     Putting her down on the bed, a pillow under her head, he then pulled
the sheet and blanket up over her and climbed into bed beside her. As she
moved closer to his warmth, he pressed his lips over her mouth and slid
his tongue into her. A soft moan came from the back of her throat.
Separating from her mouth, he moved down under the covers, suckling one
of her nipples. Her eyes opened as pleasure swept through her body and
she began to gasp and moan.
     "Endymion," she sighed. "I just want to be lost in your arms."
     "Never lost, my love," he replied. "If ever I lost you, I could have
no life. I'd search to the ends of time to find you again."
     Before she could say anything more, he pressed his mouth hungrily to
the soft, smooth mound of her breast. Feeling her response, he slid a
hand down between her legs, his fingers penetrating inside her nether
lips. She gasped with delight, crying his name as he caressed her there.
In her voice, he could hear a hunger that matched his own. His desire
immediately demanded that he satisfy both of them right away. He
struggled to hold himself in check, if only for a few moments, as he
continued to feast on her breasts and probe her opening with his fingers.
Finally, the pleading in her voice as her body bounced and thrust
alongside him overcame his resistence.
     "Please," she gasped. "Please!"
     Just then, she felt him spread her legs open and move himself over
her, their two bodies preparing to mold together into one as the fates
had intended. Twice already, they had brought each other to such
exquisite completion, and she was happy to keep doing it over and over
again. She felt his hard, erect manhood open her nether lips and slowly
begin to slip back inside.
     "Serenity," he whispered, before pressing his mouth firmly to hers,
rubbing his tip gently along her nether lips.
     Overwhelmed with need for him, Serenity thrust up with her hips,
taking in more than half of his length. At once, she could feel his body
respond instinctively with a thrust of its own, driving him in the rest
of the way. Now one with him, both body and soul, she moved passionately
in concert with him. His every stroke rubbed beautifully along her
swollen jewel, lighting her on fire with pleasure, while her nether lips
pressed around his hardness, and her womanhood received him into its
warm, moist, loving embrace. Her fingers traced the strong, firm muscles
of his back, pressing into him with strength of her own at their every
movement, while her legs wrapped tightly around his thighs.
     Endymion was again soaring to heights of pure joy, conjoined with
the woman he loved to the depths of his soul. Her inner muscles were
drawing him in just in concert with his own thrusts, the pressure
increasing his own enjoyment. He softly kissed her lips and cheeks as
their passion took over control.
     "Serenity, I love you," he gasped repeatedly.
     "I love you, my prince," her voice replied.
     The motions continued driving them to greater heights of pleasure.
Her last bit of conscious thought was washed away at the peak of a
thrust, when her body locked up in the throes of orgasm.
     "Ennnn-dymmmmm-ionnnnnnn!" she cried out in purest ecstasy.
     Her honey burst out around him, and the spasm finally released her.
     "Oh, my love!" he gasped, only just barely hanging on.
     Their bodies fell back into their timeless rhythm, shifting his
throbbing manhood deep within her. They both gasped their passion and
joy.
     She felt herself building up toward another climax, certain that he
would reach his peak with her.
     As they seemed to press themselves deeper into the soft mattress of
his bed, she was soon proven correct. Once more, her body seized up with
the familiar spasm, overwhelming all sensation except for his presence
inside her. Immediately, as they both cried out their ecstasy, his body
spasmed hard, driving them down still further into the mattress and
plunging his penis deeper inside of her, reaching culmination as he
poured more of himself into her.
     They went limp together, gasping softly, and remaining intimately
connected. She enjoyed his spreading warmth inside her along with the
warmth of his body above her, while he happily enjoyed the soft, loving
embrace of his princess; her arms, her legs, her womanhood.
     In only about ten minutes Serenity felt Endymion's member growing
fully erect again within her, sighing with delight as her own desire
swelled with him. Smiling, she kissed his lips as she thrust her hips up.
He groaned, but immediately pushed himself deep inside her. She embraced
him firmly with her arms and legs, as her inner muscles squeezed him
tightly, reveling in his hard, warm manhood filling her up.
     He showered her face with soft kisses as their conjoined bodies
quickly fell into unison with slow, exquisitely sensual motions. Able to
feel her desire boiling within her, he knew it mirrored his own. When he
was in her arms he never wanted to stop, and his love for her made him
never want to be out of her arms.
     Their passion increased, but both maintained their slow pace. She
gasped his name repeatedly, while he held her tight, continuing to kiss
her. Each stroke brought them deliciously higher, while their pace
promised them a long, enjoyable coupling.
     As she approached her peak, he shifted his position slightly,
increasing the pressure on her jewel.
     "Yes, my prince!" she cried, as she soared to orgasm.
     Strangely, he found it easier to hold himself in check this time. As
the orgasm released her, she kissed his chin, then playfully nipped his
neck with her teeth. Though not increasing their pace any, he pushed more
forcefully with their next thrust, sinking her whole body deeper into the
mattress and bringing a passionate groan from her.
     They continued their movements, kissing, embracing, squeezing,
nipping, all the while pumping slowly and deliberately. Now, it was her
turn to shift position as he thrust into her. The sensation from her
swollen jewel, somewhere between pleasure and pain, was so intense that
it swept her into her second orgasm of that coupling. She cried out his
name as her body clamped down on him hard, then released, overloading her
senses with raw pleasure.
     She was now beginning to gasp for breath. He pressed his lips to her
cheek. Their eyes met, expressing love beyond words. As they fell back
into their rhythm, she quickly felt her passion swelling toward yet
another peak. Finally, the slow pace was cast aside and they began to
move faster and harder, the movement of his throbbing member inside her
womanhood bringing them both to the brink. A sharp thrust sent her over
the edge into a third orgasm. By some unexplainable reserve of control,
he just barely managed to hold back. 
     Serenity was overwhelmed. She felt like every last bit of energy had
been wrung out of her, and that she must be continuing on his alone.
Somehow, though, her body recovered quickly, matching him stroke for
stroke. She was now beyond conscious thought, as was he. Joined together
as one, they were simply continuing until they reached their culmination.
In only moments it came. They both cried out wordlessly as they soared to
their most exquisite climax of the night. With her every muscle in near-
perfect coordination with every one of his, they drew his member deep
inside her as it throbbed wildly, flooding her womanhood with his seed.
     Their entangled bodies fell limp on the bed, gasping softly,
exhausted, and totally spent. Through both of them ran a sense of pure
joy and incredible satisfaction. Endymion gently slipped himself out of
her and rolled off alongside her. Serenity promptly snuggled closer to
him, draping her body partially over him and burying her head against his
neck.
     "I love you, my prince," she whispered.
     "I love you, my princess," he replied softly.
     In only moments, they were both sound asleep.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
     Kunzite stood quietly awaiting the arrival of the king and queen,
noting that every member of the royal family seemed to making a late
start of it that morning.
     "Kunzite. Good morning," King Darius called cheerfully, his wife
beside him.
     "Good morning, your majesties," Kunzite replied with a bow. "I trust
you both slept well?"
     "Very well, thank you," Queen Julianna answered.
     "Yes, indeed," the king agreed. "I'm feeling much better already."
     "I'm very glad to hear it," Kunzite said.
     "So, I assume the briefings are waiting for me?" the king asked,
with Kunzite nodding affirmatively. "Any other excitement?"
     "Well, there was an intruder warning, last night," Kunzite told
them.
     "Really? Why wasn't I told?" Darius asked.
     "It was only a lone individual," Kunzite explained. "And your son
ordered that you were not to be awoken for anything less than a complete
emergency."
     "He did?" Darius felt this was somewhat presumptuous of Endymion.
His wife's hand was immediately on his arm.
     "Very thoughtful of him, my dear," the queen said, her telepathic
abilities allowing her to know her husband's thoughts. "You certainly did
need your sleep."
     "Well, I guess that matter is decided, Kunzite," Darius said,
shaking his head, then lightly kissing Julianna on the cheek. "Speaking
of Endymion, where is he?"
     "He seems also to be sleeping late this morning, your majesty,"
Kunzite answered. "He too has been in need of sleep lately."
     "That seems fine," Darius said. "Now, I could do with some
breakfast, and we can discuss the briefings. Are you coming, my sweet?"
     "Presently, my dear," she replied. "You and Kunzite go ahead and
discuss your business. I'll be down shortly."
     The two men turned and headed down the stairs, while Julianna walked
down the hall toward Endymion's chambers. As she approached the door, she
saw the placard there giving notice of her son's desire for privacy. She
tapped softly on the door.
     "Endymion?" she called.
     Receiving no response, she reached out with her mind, finding that
her son was still asleep. Quickly, she realized something was different,
as she seemed to sense a second presence within him. With a mother's
instinct to look in on her child, she quietly opened the door which,
despite the placard, was still unlocked. As she stepped quietly into the
room, she could tell Endymion was still asleep but became more certain
there was another presence. Far enough in through the entryway to see his
bed, Julianna saw Endymion asleep in his bed, and surrounded by a mass of
golden hair. A feeling of warmth spread through her heart as Julianna
recognized immediately who shared her son's bed, and understood fully the
significance of sensing part of her presence within him. Now struggling
to hold her own thoughts calm so as not to awaken Endymion, who had
telepathic abilities of his own, Julianna backed out of his room and
gently closed the door. 'Ah, dear Serenity,' she thought, thinking of the
Moon Queen, Julianna's best friend in all the universe. 'It seems we are
most definitely going to become in-laws.'
     Julianna went downstairs to the dining room, finding Darius already
eating, with a stack of papers piled up alongside him.
     "So, how's Endymion?" Darius asked. "Anything wrong?"
     "No. He seems just fine," she said, a bright smile on her face.
"He's still in bed."
     Darius looked up at her smiling face. Though not a telepath himself,
he had long ago learned a way to open his mind to her. Now, he caught an
image of what she had seen. His eyes went wide.
     "He's not alone," she confirmed.
     Darius initially felt a surge of protective anger, but quickly
stomped on it, remembering a very similar incident when he had been
Endymion's age. Then, Darius had invited a certain very beautiful young
guardian princess of Earth back to his chambers, where they had spent a
very passionate and loving night together. King Endymion had found out
almost immediately, but to Darius' great surprise at the time, had
greeted the two lovers with joy and his blessing for their future
happiness. As Darius smiled at that beautiful princess, now his even more
beautiful wife, he knew that blessing had been enjoyed many times over.
"Well, like father, like son, I guess. We certainly didn't do too badly,"
he said.
     She kissed him happily. "Not badly at all, my dear."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
     It was approaching midday when Endymion finally awoke, Serenity
still draped across him. As he lay there, simply enjoying the exquisite
pleasure of waking up in her arms, a pleasure he wanted to enjoy for the
rest of his life, he found himself more relaxed and rested than he could
recall feeling in a long time. Softly inhaling her scent, he slid his
fingers through her hair.
     "Good morning, my love," he whispered, as she began to stir.
     "Mmmm. Good morning," she sighed happily.
     As they began to move, he kissed her cheek, a gesture which she
promptly returned. He slipped out of bed and went to the window.
     "It is a beautiful day. Almost as beautiful as our night," he told
her.
     "I find that hard to believe," she said, still lying in bed.
     In the entry, he found a note slipped under the door from his mother
informing him that a light meal for two was ready to be brought up. He
raised an eyebrow at the fact the meal was for two, but knew he couldn't
really expect to slip this past his mother.
     "Well, it appears my mother is on to us," he told Serenity, showing
her the note.
     "Do you think she'll object?"
     "I can't imagine why. She can read minds. Thus, she must know how
deeply we love each other," he said. "My father... is another matter, I
suspect. But for now, I think something to eat sounds like a good idea,
so let's see if I can find you a robe."
     Endymion opened the door into the dressing room, with his closets
off to the side. Laid out on the bench was a robe, clearly too small for
him, and a lovely white dress, with just the faintest rose tint, suited
for more casual occasions. 'Mother again,' he thought. He could also hear
the sound of running water, looking into the bath chamber to find the tub
prepared for them.
     Slipping on a robe of his own, he returned with the other one.
"Mother seems to have done a thorough job," he said, holding up the robe.
"Even another bath has been prepared. And there is a dress out there that
looks to be your size."
     "Very thorough," Serenity giggled.
     He rang the chime to signal they were ready for the offered meal,
afterwhich they hurriedly picked up their clothes discarded the night
before. In response to the knock at the door, Endymion met the servant
there, bringing the food cart into the room himself. They sat together at
the foot of his bed and proceeded to feed each other. During the course
of the meal, playful kisses and touches of fingers became increasingly
more passionate. Each struggled to maintain control until the food was
gone. Finally, they kissed deeply and passionately, flinging their robes
off and sliding back up on the bed.
     "I'm hungry for something other than food now," she declared.
     "So am I," he growled, pressing his lips to her breast.
     One more kiss was all the foreplay they could endure, as she opened
her thighs for him and he plunged himself deep inside her. At just the
right moment, she rolled up with her hips, drawing groans from both of
them. Their morning passion started off slow, but gathered in intensity
as the fires grew within them. Once more, gasps and cries of raw pleasure
echoed through his chambers as the prince and his princess became one.
Again and again, they thrust together, driving themselves to the heights
of sexual pleasure. Their coupling proceeded in perfect unison, carrying
them to their peak as one. Wonderfully satisfied, they went limp
together, simply holding each other tightly.
     He kissed her lips, then stared deeply into her eyes. Immediately,
his mind was made up. "Serenity, will you marry me?"
     She looked up at him, hoping and praying he had really asked her
what she thought he just did. "Oh, Endymion! Of course, I'll marry you!"
Tears of joy formed in her eyes.
     "You've made me so happy," he whispered.
     They kissed again, long and passionately, their bodies still
intimately connected.
     "I thought you were supposed to get down on a knee to propose," she
said, still concentrating on kissing him.
     "Well... I couldn't imagine... any more romantic setting... than
this one, my love..." he said in between kisses.
     "Neither can I," she agreed.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
     After another bath, the two young lovers dressed and went
downstairs. Serenity left her hair down. They found Darius and Julianna
in the library.
     "Well, hello you two," the queen said brightly. "I was beginning to
think we might never see you again." Serenity started to curtsey. "Now,
there's no need for that, dear. You're almost family."  She gave both
Endymion and Serenity a hug. "I'm so happy for the both of you."
     "Thank you, Mother," Endymion said, clearly a bit embarrassed. The
prince then looked at his father.
     Darius scowled from his chair, holding his son locked in his gaze,
and mentally growling at his wife as he heard her giggling in his mind.
With a slow, deliberate movement, Darius rose to his feet, stepped toward
them, then broke out in a smile that was even brighter than Julianna's.
"I am delighted that you're both happy," he said. He hugged Serenity. "I
hope you are as good for him as my wife has been for me."
     Serenity blushed, but Endymion could see and feel that her happiness
equaled his own.
     "Thank you," she said, softly.
     "Mother, Father, we have one other announcement to make, although I
know that it is virtually impossible to keep anything a secret around
here. Serenity and I wish to be married, if her mother and the two of you
are agreeable," he said.
     "Your mother and I certainly have no objections," Darius said.
     "And I can't imagine Queen Serenity being anything but happy for
both of you," Julianna added.
     Later, Endymion and Serenity went out to walk through the gardens.
Darius saw Julianna dreamily watching them.
     "Come, my sweet. Let's give them some privacy," he said. "And the
two of us can go upstairs."
     "Why upstairs?" she asked, finding him hiding his thoughts.
     He steered her toward the stairs. "Well, it seems the state of the
world is reasonably peaceful at the moment, and I thought we could do
with some time to ourselves. And you, my wife, are even more beautiful
and desirable than the day I married you, and I see no reason why the
youngsters should have all the fun."
     She kissed him, now able to see in his mind just what he had planned
for the afternoon. Suddenly, she realized they were both running for
their bedchamber.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
     Endymion and Serenity found their way back down to the lake, sitting
together on the stone wall.
     "My love, I am so glad you came here last night. I needed your
particular comfort then, far more than I realized, and I need you with me
for the rest of my life," Endymion said.
     "And I need you. Without you, life would be pointless to me, my
dearest," Serenity replied.
     "Do you think your mother will take this as well as my parents?" he
asked.
     "I think so. In fact, I should suspect she is already planning the
formal announcement of our engagement," she said.
     She rested her head happily on his shoulder as his arm slid around
her waist.
     "I love you, Serenity," he whispered.
     "And I love you," she said.

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NOTE: This is a clear example of the material sometimes controlling the
one doing the crafting.  I had originally conceived of this as a much
shorter work, but it quickly became clear that I wouldn't be doing
justice to the characters or the story.  Some may argue that the
intercourse scene is too long and drawn out, but that was a deliberate
choice on my part.  Even in the sanitized North American version, I've
always seen these two as just filled with passion.  In Mamoru/Darien, it
is seething just under the surface of his self-control, while in
Usagi/Serena, it shows up in her bubbly personality and youthful
exuberance.  Bring these two together focused on their love for each
other, and a major inferno will result.

Always remember, good gentles, that a yarnspinner works from and within
existing legends and stories.  The characters of "Sailor Moon" belong to
others.  In spinning my yarns, I do not seek to infringe on their rights
of ownership, but merely to join with other fans to spread the legend
still further.  "The moonlight carries a message of love."  Enjoy.