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. * * * * * * * * * * * * 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.