Usagi 🌙

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"100%! Well, it was nice meeting you, Ben. I should probably get going. It’s a school night after all."

Usagi rose from her seat, a bright smile aimed at her new acquaintance.

"See ya!"

"Hmm… I’ve seen some crazy stuff, though!

But if you don’t wanna talk about it, that’s fine. I’m not the best at keeping secrets, anyways…"

"Hmm… what problems? …or is it a secret?"

Usagi certainly knew about those. Though, her 'problems' started much later.

"I wish it was that easy!"

The girl pouts, slumping in her seat.

"You’re lucky you have a lot of that. I’m busy during the day, sometimes at night too! What a drag…"

"…and you’re 100% correct. Doing homework during lunchtime was a mistake and a half!"

She rested her elbows against the table, looking at the boy.

"So, what do you do, Ben? I’ve never seen you around here before."

She grumbled, face softening as the food satisfied her stomach.

"I mean… it’s okay, but I don’t really know you. Just call me Usagi for now! Thanks again, Ben."

She held out her hand, smile on her face.

She cautiously reached for the food, stuffing her face quickly before pointing at him.

"Thanks, but don’t call me that!"

"…are you going to eat that?"

A rather rude point but her stomach demanded it!

"Hey! Watch where you’re going! You could have knocked me over..."

Usagi spun around, a scowl on her face as she confronted the person who bumped shoulders with her.

"My clothes…"

Usagi glanced down at her battered Sailor Scout uniform. A tired glance to the person she just saved.

"Sorry… it looks like they got the best of your house during the fight. I wasn’t untouched, either."

She gestured to her torso, quickly covering up afterwards.

"See, you do it so fast! You might as well just finish the rest of my homework while you’re at it.

I needed to take a nap, anyways…"

Usagi watched in awe as her empty paper was filled with the right answers… presumably.

"Is this a love letter… for me? It doesn’t even have a name attached.

Someone around here is being way too romantic today…"

She giggled, rereading the kind words with a slight blush before casually glancing around.

The writer must still be near… right?

"…why did I transform into this?!

Oh well, I guess I can still protect the city in whatever I wear…"

A quick look in a store window, the bunny suit tightly wrapped over every inch of Usagi’s body.

In the dead of night, the blonde heroine came across a strange deafening noise just out of view.

"Hey! People are trying to sleep… which is what you should probably be doing."

She didn’t mince her words, confronting the person from behind with an annoyed glance.

"…should I really keep looking?"

The girl whispered to herself, watching in awe as she tried to stay out of sight.

Though, Usagi became more conspicuous by the second… surprising no one.

Her hand glided to the very top of his manhood, squeezing as drops of precum dripped down, coating the girl’s cheek.

Plunging it back inside, she took him all the way to the back of her throat, holding him there until her face was flushed. With a gasp, Usagi yanked him out, smiling in relief.

A rather crude gift, but accepted it was.

Usagi attended to his length with a sloppy start, drenching his shaft with warm saliva all the way down to his testicles.

Its slippery surface smeared against her cheek, drawing a wordless whine from the girl as she quickly stroked him.

The cold air brushed against her skin, mostly dry and cool to the touch. She leaned in and kissed the priest’s swaying tip, tongue teasing its steady throbs.

"Can this be my gift for now?"

Usagi smiled, lips wrapping around the first few inches of him as her head sank in his lap.

She poked the man’s tent, its imprint on the fabric giving a warmth through a couple of layers.

"I don’t, but I’m just saying…"

Usagi dragged out her last word, hands now messing with the priest’s pants, tugging them down. She took off her gifted necklace, placing it away from the ensuing mess.

"You were the one who showed up, not me!"

She pouted, the damp towel still hugging the girl tightly, perhaps a bit short down to her legs if one were to really look.

"You’ll just make yourself worse touching me like that."

Usagi squirmed from his touch, flipping over almost face down in his lap.

"Okey-dokey, mister. You’re like definitely on the top of that list, though!"

She smiled, enjoying his adoration from above… and maybe below? Usagi eyed him differently when she noticed, moving her head to rub against his arousal.

"Who invited that guy?!"

Usagi laughed, now looking at the bulge.

"W-wife?! We just had our first date…"

A nervous giggle, looking away from the man.

"I mean, it’s a possibility! But I haven’t thought that far into the future."

Her gaze returned to him, grabbing at his caressing hand like a cat.

"…is that bad?"

A gleaming smile from the girl, the blonde bundle of energy radiating with joy.

"You said it… it’s like official, official now."

The kiss only added to the romance in the air, Usagi now laying her head in his lap.

"You kinda surprised me, no fair! I can… you know… at least until I buy something."

"I mean… you could?"

She stares up at him, blue eyes gleaming as the man caressed her bare skin.

"Just do it very quietly… so the others don’t get jealous."

Usagi grins, playing with his hand like an interested cat.

"Whaaa… don’t just say that."

She rolled her eyes, a grin spreading across her face as her cheeks undoubtedly began to burn.

"I already wake up early for school, this is nothing!"

Still, she yawned, plopping down on the couch.

She hung up, hearing him on the other side.

"Hey! You made it, mister. I’m good at navigating, right?"

Usagi stood in the doorway of her home, still in her sleepwear with a drowsy look. She waved him inside, tossing the phone away.

"Come in! Make yourself at home while I wake up."

"Maybe you just live close to me! Knock and I’ll be there… if you followed my instructions."

She ran downstairs, awaiting the man’s arrival, phone still to her ear.

"Okay, now you’ll take a left… and then another left.

One more… actually, two more.

You should be right in front of my house now. I told you we didn’t need a map!"