A NEW SONG
-by: the Yarnspinner-
the_yarnspinner@yahoo.com
A Sekkushiaru Roman
featuring characters from the anime "Sailor Moon"
Rated: H

> Chapter 7 - Two Hearts <

     Atop the shattered building Darien awoke to find Sailor Moon
kneeling, apparently in a trance.
     "Is that really you?" she asked, after he called to her.
     "It sure is," he said, reaching into her through their link. "And
it's sure good to be back, meatball head."
     She smiled up at him, tears of joy pouring from her eyes, no longer
minding that nickname as long as it came from him. "Darien, I can't
believe it. It's so perfect. Everything's OK!" She threw herself at him,
embracing him and pressing her body as tightly to his as she could
manage. "I was so afraid I'd lose you again," she sobbed.
     They heard Alan's voice, looking to see him holding Ann, whom the
tree had restored. Serena then noticed that the tree had returned as a
small seedling.
     "Look, Ann. We've got another chance," Alan told her.
     As they agreed to make a place of their own filled with love, the
seedling's power carried them up into the late evening sky and away.
Darien and Serena watched happily, letting their own hearts converse
directly.
     Their private reverie was soon interrupted as the other girls
grilled them intensely on their renewed relationship. As they made their
way down out of the building, Darien slipped his arm gently around Sailor
Moon's shoulder. Neither had come out of the fight unscathed, and they
each took quiet comfort from the other's presence.
     Now outside the building, the girls took a quick look to confirm no
one was around, then transformed back to normal. Each remained sore and
bruised.
     "Why don't you come with me for a while," Darien suggested quietly
in Serena's ear.
     The smile on her face and the sparkle in her eye gave all the answer
he needed.
     Rei picked up on the exchange. "Come on, guys. We'll leave them
alone," she said.
     "Have fun, you two," said Lita with a grin. "Just don't get carried
away."
     "See you later," Serena called.
     Luna, still limping from the injury on her foreleg, started to
follow Serena. Rei quickly stepped forward and scooped her up.
     "Luna, you're with us," Rei said. "You shouldn't be walking far on
that leg."
     "Is there something going on that I don't know about?" Luna asked.
     "Like what?" Rei asked.
     "Come on, Luna," said Ami. "They haven't had any time together since
they first learned they had been in love back in the Moon Kingdom. You
know that."
     "I like happy, romantic endings," said Mina, watching Darien and
Serena walk away. "Do you think they'd go all the way this soon?"
     "What?!" Luna sputtered.
     "Maybe we wouldn't want to know," Rei said quietly.
- - - - - - - - - -
     As they walked together, Darien noticed Serena was softly crying. He
reached over with his free hand and gently stroked her cheek, while
marveling to himself at how right she felt in his embrace. He now
understood why his heart had reacted so strongly to her. His mind might
have forgotten, but his heart had recognized instantly that she was his
reason for being.
     "What's wrong, my sweet?" he asked.
     "I'm just so happy to have you back," she said softly.
     She looked up into his blue-gray eyes, feeling complete for the
first time since the destruction of Queen Beryl. Serena realized again
that without Darien, she was not whole.
     "Without you, it's like I was missing a part of myself," she said.
     "I know," he agreed. "Starting with the morning after Beryl was
defeated, I'd also been feeling like something was missing, but I hadn't
the slightest idea what."
     "And then you fell back into your old habit of being rude to me,"
she said.
     "Well, every time I was with you, my heart started pounding so
wildly, I didn't know what was going on. Increasingly, I found myself
wanting to be with you, but at the same time the feelings were so strong
I was scared of losing control." He stopped and pulled her fully into his
arms. Leaning down, he pressed his lips firmly to hers, driving his
tongue deep into her mouth. They kissed hungrily and passionately for
several minutes, their bodies pressing tightly together, finally gasping
for breath. "It's been too long!" he declared, his body strongly echoing
the sentiment in its intense longing for her.
     "Yes, it has," she agreed, overwhelmed by desire of her own.
     Once more they kissed, hard and wet, as the passion and desire
boiled within each of them. They drew apart as bruised and battered flesh
gave painful protest.
     "I think we're going to have to be careful, and a little creative in
how we do this," he said.
     Serena nodded, rubbing a hand lightly over her bruised cheek. They
resumed walking, his arm resting softly on her shoulder.
     "You don't know how hard it was, Darien, seeing you, having all
these feelings and longings for you, and not having you remember," she
said.
     "Probably about as hard as having such a strong emotional and
physical response to someone and not having the slightest idea why," he
suggested. "That's why I was so gruff the other day. I really enjoyed
being with you in the park, but that night I'd had a dream of being with
you and things getting out of hand. I was scared of hurting you."
     Seeing more people and traffic ahead of them, he removed his arm
from her shoulder and moved away from her.
     "What is it?" Serena asked.
     "We have to keep up appearances, remember? No one can know about us
if this is to go on," Darien said.
     She sighed and nodded.
     He thought for a moment. "How would you like to stay the weekend
with me?" he asked.
     "Do you even have to ask?" As joy swelled within her, she grasped
his arm by reflex.
     He gently squeezed her hand, enjoying the feeling before she pulled
away.
     "I'd really love to have the weekend just to the two of us," he
said. "I don't like you having to lie to your parents, but is there
someway you can arrange it?"
     "Oh, sure," she said happily. "No problem. I'll just tell them Rei
is hosting a weekend get-together at the temple, and I'll let slip a
grumble that Ami will probably try to turn it into a weekend-long study
session. That usually ends any objections my mom and dad might have, and
it means, if I bring my books and a school uniform, I won't have to be
home until Monday afternoon."
     "That's impressive," he said.
     "See, I've got it covered," she told him.
     They separated as they approached Serena's home, with Darien walking
past on the other side of the street and stopping beneath the tree where
he had waited for her on that day when his eyes had been opened to just
what she was to him.
- - - - - - - - - -
     "Hi, Mom," Serena called as she came inside and slipped off her
shoes.
     "Hi, Serena," Eileen answered. "Dinner will be ready soon."
     "Hello, pumpkin," Ken called from upstairs.
     "Hi, Dad," she called back. "Ah, Mom. Is it alright if I have dinner
over at Rei's? I know it's short notice, but she's invited me and Lita
and Mina and Ami for the weekend."
     "The whole weekend?" Eileen asked.
     "Yes. Through Monday morning."
     "What about your homework, dear?"
     "Come on, Mom. Ami'll be there. She'll probably try to turn the
whole weekend into one big study session, and I'm sure Rei will at least
insist on Sunday afternoon for studying," Serena said, shaking her head.
     Eileen thought about it for a minute. "Well, alright. Have fun with
your friends."
     "Thanks, Mom! You're the best!" Serena dashed upstairs with the
brightest of smiles on her face, and ignoring the pain from her bruises.
     Eileen was a bit surprised by Serena's reaction, remarkably
exuberant even for her. Only moments later, Serena came racing back down
the stairs.
     "Bye, Mom," she said, kissing her. "See you on Monday."
     "Bye, Serena."
     Eileen lingered in front of the window, noticing Serena dashing
across the street, heading toward a nearby group of trees. Underneath it,
a figure was standing, clearly male. Serena grasped his arm with obvious
affection and they walked off together in a direction away from the
Hickawa temple. Eileen sighed. 'He must be quite a boy to make her feel
so happy,' she thought.
     "Did Serena just leave?" Ken asked.
     "Oh, yes. She's spending the weekend with her friends at the Hickawa
temple," she said.
     As Eileen looked at her husband, she knew just what Serena had to be
feeling, remembering that Ken Tsukino still made her feel that way.
     "That's nice. It's a good place for her," he said. He noticed how
she was looking at him. "Is something wrong?"
     "No, of course not," Eileen answered. "I was just remembering how
much I love you."
     "Oh, really? Well, if we could manage to have Sammy spend some time
with one of his friends as well..."
     "You are the sweetest man," she giggled.
- - - - - - - - - -
     "Everything went just fine," Serena told Darien. "I'm all yours for
the weekend."
     "I do like the sound of that," he said.
     On the way to Darien's apartment, they bought a pizza for dinner.
     Darien opened the front door to his building and they walked to the
elevator.
     "We're going to have to change our 'cover' routine," she pointed
out, as the elevator took them up. "Since the others know you and I are
in love, the plan to go on arguing and being cold to each other is a
total waste."
     "That's true," he admitted. The elevator stopped. Darien unlocked
the door to his apartment and led her inside, closing and locking the
door behind them. They both slipped off their shoes in the entryway. "But
we still can't give any idea of just how far it has gone. I guess it's
safe for us to be out in public together, as long as we're careful about
what we do."
     She removed her jacket, while he went into the kitchen and poured
two glasses of soft drinks. They then sat down to eat.
     "Well, Rei already knows," she told him.
     "She does? How?"
     "She saw us out on your balcony that first time," Serena explained.
"In a fit of jealousy, she used the sacred fire to find out who the
'other woman' was. She saw us asleep together."
     "Jealousy?"
     "Yes. Apparently she thought her relationship with you was more
serious than you did."
     Darien exhaled slowly. "Well, I certainly didn't mean for her to
think that. You're the only person I've ever been serious with."
     She kissed him passionately.
     "You say she looked in on us? I seem to remember something from that
night, waking up from a strange dream," he said. "I don't remember many
details since there were a lot more enjoyable things going on about that
time."
     She grinned at him and softly kissed his cheek.
     "Rei said you detected her presence somehow, and hurled a force
blast at her that physically threw her across the room where the fire is
located," Serena told him.
     "Wow. My subconscious must have lashed out blindly," he said. "I'm
glad she wasn't hurt. I assume she helped you with your efforts to free
me from Beryl?"
     "Yes. I told her about our link after she admitted to knowing about
us."
     "Well, I guess Rei can be trusted, as can the others," he said. "But
we still have to be discreet. Otherwise rumors will get started, and then
the facts almost don't matter. If a rumor like that got back to your
parents. . ."
     "My father would go ballistic," she agreed. 
     After they cleared the table, Darien closed the blinds, then
returned to her and unbound Serena's hair. The long golden strands fell
loose across her back.
     "I think somehow you're even more beautiful than before," he told
her, running his fingers through her hair. As she smiled up at him, the
love she felt for him shining irresistibly in her eyes, he leaned down
and very softly brushed his lips over hers. He took her in his arms,
holding her bruised body with tremendous delicacy. All his longings and
emotions for Serena had come back full force. Just breathing in her soft
scent as he held her this close was making him incredibly aroused. "We
have a lot of lost time to make up, my love."
     "Yes. Let's not waste a moment," she said softly, her youthful
awkwardness melting away again in the face of the love shining in his
eyes and the brilliant golden glow within her. Serena, too, felt an
overwhelming arousal. His gentle touch alone was enough to send her
nearly over the edge. She already knew how they were going to spend the
weekend, and just couldn't wait.
     He stepped back and slid his hands over the front of her pale blue
shirt, lightly fondling her pert breasts. As she sighed happily, he
reached up and began unbuttoning her shirt, going slowly down her front.
With the last button unfastened, Darien pulled the shirt free from her
skirt and slid it back off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.
Moving his hands to her waist, he slid the long pink skirt down until it
lay around her feet. As he straightened back up, Serena grasped his
turtleneck shirt in her hands and started pulling it up. He promptly
raised his arms and helped her pull it off over his head. While she was
tossing the shirt aside, he quickly scooped her up in his strong arms,
reminding them both of another day, the day at the fountain when they had
first begun to realize their true feelings for each other. He set her
down on the couch. Dropping to his knees, he slipped off her socks, then
gently spread her legs apart and moved up to kiss the insides of her
thighs, carefully avoiding her bruises. This close he could smell her
arousal, and see the wetness on her panties. Serena moaned passionately
as his lips touched her thighs, the warmth inside her spreading and
growing more intense. She had missed him so much, and wanted, needed,
this so desperately, grasping his dark hair in her fingers. He pressed
his nose to the soft pink fabric of the front of her panties, feeling the
spreading dampness and the delicate blond curls of her pubic hair
underneath. Her love scent had him nearly intoxicated. Moving up a little
more, he licked her belly just above the band of her panties. Her muscles
tightened under the touch of his tongue.
     "Oh Darien, please!" she gasped.
     Slipping his fingers into her panties, he began to pull them down.
Her back arched, lifting her bottom off the couch, and allowing him to
slide the panties down onto her thighs and then off completely. Spreading
her legs again, he pressed his lips to her soft, wet folds and slipped
his tongue up into her. Her entire body shook with delight. She held him
tightly with her hands in his hair, pushing him into her. As his tongue
reached into her, he could taste the warm, flowing honey of her arousal,
finding this sample of what he had been missing making him still
hungrier. Drawing back, he ran his tongue over her lips, then pressed his
lips and teeth into her swollen jewel.
     Serena cried out as her head rolled back and her entire body shook.
Darien's slightest touch could drive her crazy, and here he was bringing
her such exquisite pleasure, with the knowledge of so much more to come.
His teeth pressed into her again and her body immediately responded. She
felt him spread open her petals with his lips and tongue and reach back
into her. As she gasped for breath, his tongue repeatedly stroked the
insides of her womanhood, sending more and more of her honey pouring out.
Her arousal had reached the point where every movement was almost
painful. She could feel her swelling breasts struggling against her bra.
Just when she thought she was ready to burst, he pulled back and very
lightly kissed her thighs.
     "Oh, no, please! Please don't stop!" she pleaded.
     He moved up, brushing the tip of his nose through the soft blond
hair on her pubic mound, inhaling the sweet aroma of her passion. Opening
his mouth, he ran his tongue slowly over her abdomen, leaving a wet trail
across her flesh. Her body trembled uncontrollably as waves of ecstasy
swept through her. Through it all, she begged him to resume his deep,
penetrating efforts to pleasure her. Darien sat back and ran his
fingertips over her dripping wet nether lips. He slowly slid his fingers
up into her, gently spreading her lips open. Serena moaned with raw
passion. Leaning forward, he inhaled deeply of her scent, then blew his
warm breath up inside her. She gasped and trembled yet again. He moved
his fingers to her jewel, and pressed into it, feeling her body shake.
Removing his hand, he took her with his mouth once more, and reached with
his tongue as deep inside her as he could, again tasting her exquisitely
sweet honey. His arousal increased, and with it, his delight at
pleasuring this girl whom he loved more than life itself. 
     Serena's body bounced convulsively as her hands pressed more tightly
into the back of his head. His warm tongue played with her jewel,
mercilessly driving her crazy with pure ecstasy. He pressed his lips more
tightly to her, then rubbed his teeth over her highly sensitive flesh.
She cried out once more. This time her eyes clenched shut as her entire
body convulsed sharply. Her orgasm sent more of her honey rushing into
Darien's mouth.
     As she struggled to regain her breath, he ran his hands up over her
abdomen to her breasts. He could see her nipples pressing hard through
the fabric, reminding him of his penis demanding release from its own
constraint. Reaching behind her, he quickly found the clasp and pulled
her bra away, tossing it aside. She sighed happily as her breasts came
free. He bent down and kissed a nipple, then squeezed it with his teeth,
bringing a soft cry from her mouth. Her back arched up as he pulled on
her nipple. He slid his arms under her back, while she raised her legs
and wrapped them around her lover's waist. Opening his mouth wider,
Darien pressed his lips into the flesh of Serena's breast, brushing his
tongue over the hard, firm nipple. She moaned with delight while running
her fingers through his hair. Slowly, enjoying the taste of her soft
skin, he licked his way down into the valley of her cleavage, then up
onto her other breast, stopping to suckle her nipple. She moaned as she
felt him sucking at her nipple, then cried out feeling the sharp pressure
of his teeth.
     Serena pulled upward on his body, longing to take Darien's mouth to
hers and kiss him with every bit of passion that was in her. He resisted
her efforts, still hungrily devouring her breast. Finally, he moved up
and kissed the base of her neck. With the next move, he brought his mouth
to hers. She immediately plunged her tongue deep into his mouth, tasting
there the sweetness of her own honey. As their tongues caressed with
fierce passion, she felt his pants against her legs. Gradually, she
worked her hands down, searching for his belt. Sensing her intent, Darien
pulled away from her. Though mourning the loss of his mouth, Serena
quickly grasped his belt and pulled it open, then unfastened his pants
and let them drop. Seeing the bulging mass of his erection, she slid her
fingers into the waistband of his underpants and pushed them down. Darien
stepped back to remove his pants and underpants, then pulled off his
socks. As he stepped back toward her, now as completely naked as she was,
Serena took his penis in her hands and began to caress him firmly. She
remembered how incredible it had felt to take his hard, throbbing member
inside her before, and how much she wanted to do so again. The memory
also returned of the dream she and Darien had shared of the prince and
the princess making love by the river.
     "Oh, Serena," he gasped.
     Letting herself be guided by her memories of long ago, Serena
surprised both Darien and herself by opening her mouth and taking his
penis in as deep as she could. He moaned with raw pleasure as she worked
his throbbing manhood. She could already taste his fluid, finding it
surprisingly pleasant and, like the whole of this particular experience,
vaguely familiar. As he gasped her name and his fingers swept through her
long golden hair, she slid one hand up under his testicles while moving
the other around to grasp his bottom. Breathlessly, Darien asked her to
slow down, but Serena was devouring him as furiously and as greedily as
she did almost any food. He could feel his legs losing their steadiness
as his body began to thrust forward. With one hand now at the base of his
shaft and the other still on his bottom, Serena felt him start to thrust,
and rocked back with his movement. This excited her even more as she
continued to ravenously work his penis in her mouth, tasting more of his
fluid. His thrusts grew stronger and she could hear him increasingly
gasping and moaning. She felt a much stronger spasm developing in him,
pulling away just as his member erupted, pouring his semen out onto her
chest.
     "Oh, Serena," he exclaimed softly, as he sagged to the floor in
front of her. "You're just incredible."
     Smiling happily, Serena touched a finger to his sticky wetness
covering her chest, then tasted it on her tongue. "And I love what you do
to me," she said.
     After taking a breath, Darien raised himself up and pressed his lips
to hers. As Serena leaned back on the couch, he moved with her, pressing
his chest against hers and smearing some of his own fluid on himself.
With their mouths locked together and their tongues caressing, they could
each feel reminders of their bruised bodies. In consideration, he inched
himself off her slightly. His hand slid up between her legs again and
began exploring her wet folds. She sighed with delight as her body
responded with a passionate tremor. His fingers spread open her nether
lips and reached up inside her. He slid his fingers in and out
repeatedly, leaving her shaking and moaning with pleasure. He kissed her,
driving his tongue deep into her mouth, just as he took her aroused jewel
in his fingers and squeezed it. A convulsion swept through her and she
screamed into his mouth, overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her.
Serena could hardly think straight as his sure, knowing fingers played
masterfully with her womanhood, and his lips and tongue held firmly to
her mouth. By now, Darien's hand was completely soaked with her warm,
moist honey, while the room was filled with both her musky love scent and
his. Moving back, he switched hands between her legs. Her soft cry as one
hand withdrew was followed by another sharp gasp of passion as his other
hand slid into her. He brought his free hand up to her mouth, where her
tongue licked her own honey off his fingertips. She was rapidly
approaching the edge as his fingers continued to probe and caress inside
her. A sharp convulsion signaled her orgasm, with more of her fluid
bursting out onto his hand. As she gasped for breath, he leaned down and
kissed her lips once more.
     Their exertions were finally beginning to catch up with them. Darien
was feeling completely exhausted, and could see in Serena's eyes and her
face that she felt the same. Very carefully, he lifted himself off of
her, and rose to his feet.
     "Where are you going?" she asked softly.
     He took her hand and drew her to her feet. "I think we need to take
a break just now," he said.
     "No, please. Please don't stop," she pleaded.
     "We're both too tired and sore, Serena," he told her. "But don't
worry. You and I have the rest of the weekend to be together."
     She smiled at the thought of that, snuggling herself closer to him
as they walked into his bedroom. After he had turned down the bed, she
lay down. Her eyes followed him as he left the room.
     "Darien?" she called.
     "Be right there, my love," he said.
     In the bathroom, he took a tube of liniment gel, placed it in the
sink, and began filling the sink with warm water. With the sink about
half full, he turned off the water, letting the tube sit in the warm
water. He returned to Serena and softly kissed her lips. Each could feel
the warm glow within. After a few minutes, he returned to the bathroom,
coming back with the tube of liniment.
     Serena could smell it as he put some of the gel on his hands, then
as he applied it one of her arms felt first warmth and then the spreading
chill.
     "This should help with some of the aches and pains," he said.
     As she sighed her approval, he finished her arms, then starting
rubbing more gel along her legs. Contented relaxation was now overcoming
arousal as his hands lovingly caressed her thighs. Through their link,
she could feel his presence within her, proving that once again all was
right in her world.
     'I love you, Serena,' his thoughts whispered to her.
     'And I love you,' she replied softly.
     He leaned down and kissed her cheek, then gently rolled her over to
begin rubbing the liniment over her back. As he finished, he noticed she
was asleep. Darien spent several more minutes rubbing liniment along his
own limbs and other sore places, before lying down alongside this girl
whom he loved more than life itself. He pulled the covers up, then
carefully positioned her with concern for her comfort. As he let himself
drift off to sleep, with Serena there beside him, he knew he had truly
been blessed.
- - - - - - - - - -
     The next morning, it was still early when Darien awoke. With a
smile, he looked at the sleeping figure alongside him, gently brushing a
strand of hair out of her face. As he watched her sleep, he longed for
the time when he could wake up to this sight every morning. Finally,
after nearly fifteen minutes, he softly kissed her and she began to stir.
     "Good morning, my beautiful meatball head," he whispered.
     "Hmmm." Her eyes flickered open, blinking several times. "Good
morning," she answered softly.
     He kissed her lips. "Sleep well?"
     "Oh, yes," she sighed contentedly, snuggling still closer to him.
     The faint odor of the liniment gel remained.
     "How about the aches and pains?" he asked.
     Serena rolled off him to stretch her arms and legs. "Better,
actually," she answered, moving back against him.
     "I'm glad of that," he said, brushing a hand idly through her hair.
     Several minutes later, they slipped out of bed. Darien pulled on a
bathrobe, while Serena took one of his shirts from the closet, buttoning
it and rolling up the sleeves.
     In the kitchen, Darien prepared a hearty breakfast, being rewarded
by the eagerness with which Serena dove into it.
     "I assume you like it?" he asked.
     "Mmm hmm... Yes... It's very good," she said in between mouthfuls.
     He smiled as he watched her, enjoying the zest she brought to life.
It was one of the things that had drawn him to her. As an orphan, he'd
never known such simple joy in life. From the start, even when they were
fighting, just being around Serena had brightened his life and made him
feel more alive.
     She looked up, noticing the way he was simply staring at her. The
smile on his face and the look in his eyes produced a warmth in her
heart. He started to rise up and lean forward over the table. She
immediately responded, their mouths meeting in a passionate kiss as the
glow within them both shone brightly.
     "Oh, Serena," he whispered.
     "Yes, Muffin," she sighed.
     Forgetting about their dishes on the table, he scooped her up in his
arms and carried her into the bedroom. Passion blazed in her eyes as he
set her down on the bed and hurriedly unbuttoned her shirt. With the
shirt open, he tossed his robe aside then pressed his mouth to her breast
and sucked hard on her nipple. She gasped with pleasure as her hands
swept over his back. He drew her up into a sitting position and slid the
shirt off of her, then pressed his mouth to hers.
     As they separated for breath, Serena immediately shifted herself
around and kissed the tip of his hard, erect penis. His groan of pleasure
made her still more excited, and she bent down and licked his full
length. Reaching the tip, she opened her mouth and took him in, joyfully
licking and suck his throbbing manhood. He gasped her name repeatedly,
while running his hands through the long golden strands that flowed over
her body. His body was thrusting more forcefully, and she could taste
some of his fluid on her tongue.
     Darien felt ready to explode as her warm, moist tongue swept over
him, her lips pressed tightly against his shaft, and she sucked him
ravenously. His head rolled back as he gasped for breath. Suddenly, his
muscles spasmed and all awareness focused on his throbbing member.
     She felt his spasm, followed immediately by the rush of his semen
streaming into her mouth. Managing not to gag, she suppressed an initial
urge to spit it back out, instead savoring the taste, then swallowing it.
She then pulled back and licked his manhood clean.
     "Serena," he sighed, breathlessly.
     Kissing her way across his abdomen, she came to his nipples, taking
one in her mouth and sucking it. He groaned passionately.
     He lay her down on the bed, then positioned himself between her
legs. As the scent of her arousal filled his senses, he pressed his lips
to her soft, wet folds. She gasped softly when he opened his mouth and
brushed her with his tongue, licking up the honey that was trickling out
of her. Carefully opening her folds, he slid his tongue into her, gently
stroking the insides of her nether lips. A passionate tremor swept
through her as she pressed her hands into the back of his head and gasped
his name, begging him for more.
     Serena felt his tongue beginning to probe into her womanhood, only
increasing the warm wetness that was spreading down through her. Just
then, her nerves seemed to be lit on fire as his tongue rubbed over her
swollen jewel, sending waves of raw pleasure tearing through her. Before
she knew it, he was doing it again, drawing a cry of ecstasy from her
mouth as her body shook wildly.
     Darien probed deeper with his tongue, tasting more of her honey
flowing into his mouth. Pausing for a breath, he pressed his lips more
tightly to her, then caressed her jewel repeatedly.
     She couldn't even think straight as her body shook wildly, her every
muscle spasming out of control. His tongue was absolutely merciless, and
she loved it. Just then, her muscles clamped down hard and she was
consumed by the ecstasy of orgasm, feeling her honey bursting out of her,
into his waiting mouth.
     He licked her clean. Feeling her still breathing heavily, he found a
part of his brain urging him to remember something. With a flash of
recognition, he moved off of her and reached for his night table. There
he found the unopened package of condoms he had bought a week earlier.
This time, he would not place her at undue risk. After sliding one on, he
lowered himself back over her and kissed her lips.
     "I love you, my sweet," he whispered.
     "I love you, Muffin," she answered.
     As they kissed once more, she felt his penis spread open her nether
lips and move slowly into her. With a strong thrust of her hips, she took
him much deeper, hearing his groan while she cried out softly with joy.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly.
     He showered her face with soft kisses as they were now one, their
conjoined bodies falling into a timeless rhythm. Her soft sighs of
passion matched his own as his hardness shifted up and down within the
warm, loving embrace of her womanhood.
     She clung to him desperately, more overjoyed than words could
express. Through their link, she could sense his own love and happiness.
She had missed him so much.
     With his next movement, she rolled upward through her hips even more
forcefully, increasing the pressure from his manhood and setting her
nerves on fire. She cried out his name. Before she had even recovered, he
thrust into her again, shifting his own position slightly to achieve the
same end. She let out a near scream as waves of ecstasy washed over her.
     Darien could feel the glow radiating through both of them, spreading
its warmth and further heightening their arousal. The power of his love
for her simply overwhelmed him. He clung to her tightly, never wanting to
lose her again.
     "Serena, I love you so much," he gasped, knowing the words were
completely unnecessary, but needing to say them nonetheless.
     "Oh, Darien," she sighed with delight as his throbbing manhood
filled her up. Again and again they thrust together, driving themselves
ever higher into the realms of sexual pleasure. With each motion, she was
sure she couldn't go any higher. The waves of pleasure sweeping up from
between her legs were simply overpowering. Her cries grew more frantic as
she felt herself approaching the brink before finally, with a near
scream, she soared over the edge into all consuming orgasm.
     The intensity of her orgasm swept him away, launching his body into
a massive spasm of its own as he climaxed with her. They each gasped each
other's name repeatedly as their bodies wrung the last bits of pleasure
and energy from themselves. Utterly spent, he went limp on top of her,
simply letting his heart communicate feelings of purest love directly to
her through their link. Almost immediately, he could feel identical
expressions coming from her.
     She lay there, overjoyed, basking in the warmth of his body and of
their love. Everything was the way it should be. Tears of joy ran down
her face as she felt the strength of his love through their link and felt
his warmth.
     After several minutes, he slipped himself out of her, and kissed her
lips. Getting out of bed, he disposed of his condom, then quickly
returned to her, pressing his lips to hers again.
     "I love you, Serena," he whispered.
     "I love you," she replied softly.
- - - - - - - - - -
     It was a simply beautiful day, just made for young lovers. Putting
together a picnic lunch, Darien and Serena got in his car and headed out
of the city. It was over an hour's drive, but it brought them to a
stretch of wooded land along the shore. Parking the car off the road,
Darien led her through the trees to an isolated stretch of beach.
     "Darien! It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.
     "I found it quite by accident almost a year ago," he said. "During
my brief stint as a model. We were having a location shoot a little
father up the coast. I took a wrong turn and found this place. As soon as
I saw it, I told myself if I ever met just the right girl, I would bring
her here."
     "That's so sweet," she sighed. "Thank you."
     They set down the blanket and the picnic basket. Slipping off her
shoes, she walked down to the water's edge.
     "The water looks nice," she said. "Too bad we didn't bring our
suits."
     "There's nobody around," he said with a grin. "I really don't think
we'll need them."
     "Oh, really? I'll bet this was all part of your plan, wasn't it."
     "Of course," he replied.
     He took out two towels he had put into the basket, then removed his
shoes and socks. Standing up, he moved towards her. Serena happily threw
her arms around him and they kissed long and wet and hard. Darien ran his
hands down her back and slipped down the short skirt she was wearing,
letting it fall to her feet. In response, she pulled his shirt free from
his pants and started sliding it up and off, tossing it aside.
     "This was such a wonderful idea," she said, before pressing her lips
to his once more.
     Holding her tightly, he sighed as their tongues danced together.
     When they separated again, he grasped her top and pulled it off.
Once the top was gone, she reached for his belt, unfastening it and
sliding his pants down. Underwear followed and, completely naked, they
raced into the water, playfully splashing each other. She dove in and
started swimming away from him. He quickly set off in pursuit, overtaking
her. As he grabbed her in his arms, they both went under. Breaking the
surface again, they gasped for breath, then immediately pressed their
lips together.
     With the passion rising in both of them, Serena pressed her hips
forward, rubbing herself against his hardness. The coolness of the water
contrasted with the blazing heat within them.
     "Oh, you little minx," he whispered, before kissing her once again.
     Shifting position slightly, he slid one hand between her legs,
rubbing his fingers over her soft folds. She moaned with delight as a
shiver ran through her body. Darien slipped his fingers through her folds
and up inside her, softly stroking her.
     Serena clung to him tightly as she felt his fingers probing into
her. Suddenly, he touched her jewel, drawing his finger over it in a long
slow stroke. She rolled her head back and cried his name as her awareness
was reduced to that one spot. At the end of his stroke, he slid his
fingers back the other way. As he continued to stroke her jewel, she was
increasingly overwhelmed with pleasure. Her convulsive motions were
giving him greater access to her, but he continued his exquisitely slow
motion over her swollen, exceedingly sensitive jewel.
     While she continued to gasp with delight, Darien pressed his lips to
hers. Within him, he could feel their love glowing brightly. He slid his
fingers deep inside her, then drew them slowly back, rubbing firmly
against her jewel. Her cry grew in intensity as her muscles spasmed
sharply and she was consumed by the force of orgasm. When it had passed
and her body began to relax, he pulled his hand away and held her to him,
softly kissing her cheek.
     She turned slightly and kissed his lips, sliding her tongue into his
mouth. They were both sighing and moaning softly with passion. With a
wicked grin, she moved a hand between his legs, cradling his scrotum in
her fingers. His body stiffened.
     "You little minx!" he gasped.
     Before he could react, she took his manhood in her other hand, and
started caressing it firmly. He moaned as pleasure swept through him.
Carefully, she guided him back up toward the shore. Once his penis was
out of the water, she crouched down in front of him and kissed it. After
one lick, she decided it tasted too much of the salty sea water for her
taste. She continued rubbing and caressing him with her hands, determined
to bring him to release.
     Darien felt her pleasuring him with her hands. His member was
throbbing wildly as she stroked it with strong fingers. Already he could
feel his legs losing their steadiness.
     "Oh, Serena," he sighed.
     Seeing fluid forming on his tip, she licked it up, while continuing
to stroke his manhood with her hands. Tremors were sweeping through his
body, and his hips were thrusting forward. His muscles spasmed hard, and
she could tell he was at the brink. She brought her mouth to his tip just
in time for his climax, letting him pour himself into her as he gasped
her name.
     As he began to regain his breath, he lowered himself into the water
to rinse off. Hand in hand they walked back up the beach to their
blanket. He pressed his lips to hers, then began unfastening her hair.
The long wet strands, a darker gold than usual, hung down over her like a
cape. They lay down on the blanket, letting the warm sun slowly dry them.
     "Thank you for bringing me here," she said. "This will be our
special place."
     "Yes, it certainly is," he agreed.
     After several minutes, she kissed him again, then took one of his
nipples in her mouth.
     "Oh, you want to play some more, do you," he said.
     He rolled partially on top of her and began tickling her. As his
fingers danced all over her writhing body, she cried out breathlessly,
pleading. At the same time, he felt his own arousal and longing growing
stronger. He pulled himself off of her before he lost control completely,
and grabbed his discarded pants, pulling a condom from the pocket. With
the condom on, he moved back over her.
     "This is what you want?" he asked.
     "Oh, yes! Please!" she gasped.
     Kissing her, Darien folded her into his arms, then suddenly rolled
them both over. As Serena realized she was now on top, he slid his hands
to her hips and exerted a slight downward pressure. It was all the hint
she needed. With a brilliant smile, she slid back until she could feel
his tip pressing against her soft folds, then joyously impaled herself on
his hard, erect member. His body moved with her, thrusting up through his
hips to bury his manhood fully inside her.
     She pressed her lips to his nipples, squeezing them hard. Each gasp
from him bounced him slightly, shifting his throbbing manhood which was
filling her up.
     "Oh, Muffin!" she cried in joy.
     His every movement was flooding her with pleasure. Rubbing her hands
over his strong chest, she stretched up and kissed his lips. Their next
thrust sat her up straight as his member shifted up within her.
     With his hands, he swept out her hair, feeling the ends brushing
over his bare legs. "Serena," he whispered, as the next wave of pleasure
washed through him.
     Their hearts were communicating directly through the link, ringing
with the song of their love. Nature seemed to be joining in, with the
sound of distant breakers, the call of birds, and the wind softly
rustling the trees, offering all its beauty to that of two lovers making
themselves one.
     The song opened with a fast, driving beat, as Serena pumped away
madly on top of him. It took a retard as Darien's hands slowly swept over
her abdomen and then up to her breasts. The slow caressing of her
breasts, and his repeated squeezing of her nipples brought sighs of raw
pleasure from her. As she slowed down, he adjusted his own pace to match.
They were in no hurry.
     Following their next thrust, he arched himself up and pressed his
lips to her nipple, sucking it firmly. She grasped him in her arms,
holding him to her tightly as additional pleasure radiated from her
breast. His member continued to throb within her, bringing her to full
boil. The glow of their love surrounded and penetrated them both. Through
their link she could feel his love for her so strongly that it seemed
almost a physical force. As she gasped his name, she clung to his body
while her heart expressed her love for him.
     Gasping, Darien had to lie back. Just as he did so, a spasm rolled
him upward sharply, driving up into her. She cried out in ecstasy.
Feeling her love through their link, he continued to sweep his hands over
her body while their thrusts grew stronger. He never wanted it to stop.
     Serena again marveled at how perfectly he seemed to fill her up, his
every motion within her bringing such exquisite pleasure. They were
moving faster and faster, the symphony within them rising to a crescendo.
Her senses were just on fire. Somehow, she held on through his next
thrust. Another followed, and she felt her muscles lock up as all other
sensation was completely wiped out. She screamed his name as she was
swept away by the pleasure of orgasm.
     He clenched his teeth, struggling to hold himself back. In her
spasm, her muscles seemed to be pulling again and again, as if her body,
though lacking conscious direction, was trying to carry him over the edge
with her. Finally, the storm passed, the symphony settled into a slow,
relaxed transition, preparing for the next movement. He took several
slow, deep breaths, allowing her a moment to collect herself, then pushed
upward with his hips. She groaned in pleasure, then immediately resumed a
strong pumping motion astride him.
     As she felt him again throbbing and pumping within her, she was
overjoyed that he could keep her going, as their experiences had shown
her that a single orgasm usually wasn't enough to satisfy her longing for
him. The warmth of the glow was still more intense, and the song of their
love was again building. Bending down over him, enjoying the sound of his
moans, she sucked at one of his nipples, then pressed it with her teeth.
He cried out her name. Immediately, he pushed up with his hips, bouncing
her sharply and setting her nerves on fire as his manhood pressed hard
against her swollen jewel.
     Hearing her cry out, and feeling the flood of emotion through their
link, Darien struggled to focus himself, and drove upward once more. Her
upper body gyrated wildly above him until he seized her fabulous breasts
in his hands and held her tightly. He pressed his thumbs into her
nipples, caressing the hard, firm tips.
     As the intense pleasure washed up from her breasts, their bodies
thrust together as one. Her head rolled back, her mouth fell open, and
she screamed with overpowering joy. His thumbs continued rubbing her
nipples while the fast rhythm of their bodies kept stroking his throbbing
member over her almost painfully aroused jewel. Gasping his name
repeatedly, and struggling for breath, she felt herself again approaching
the edge.
     Their movements were growing faster and stronger as they built
toward another crescendo. All he really cared about was being joined with
this girl whom he loved more than anything. Again and again his throbbing
member drove up into her, as she moved above him in beautiful,
spectacular coordination. Hardly able to think straight, he let
passionate longing take over, as he could tell she had already done. They
both wanted this, needed this, so badly.
     The crescendo was reaching its peak as they thrust once more. Serena
again felt her every muscle spasm as she soared into the pure ecstasy of
climax. "Darrrriennnnn," she cried. She felt his manhood driving up into
her much harder, recognizing his own climax and vaguely aware of him
gasping her name. Her hands braced on his chest as their spasms tried to
wring just a little bit more out of them. When it finally passed, she
lowered herself on top of him, deliciously spent, and feeling his heart
pounding like her own.
     Darien held her in his arms and kissed her softly. He offered a
silent prayer of thanks, knowing that all his own childhood prayers for
someone to love him had been answered in Serena.
     "I love you so much, Serena," he whispered.
     "I know," she answered. "And I love you."
     He eased her off of him and removed his condom. As he snuggled close
to her again and the warm sun shone down on them, they soon fell asleep.
- - - - - - - - - -
     Darien awoke suddenly, feeling uneasy. A glance at his watch,
sitting atop the picnic basket, told him they had been asleep for less
than an hour. Immediately a concern flashed through his mind that
Serena's fair skin was particularly vulnerable to sunburn, but he saw
that while she was beginning to show a tan, she had not burned.
     The unease continued, and as he focused on it, he found it to be
coming from Serena, realizing that she must be having a bad dream. Not
wishing to invade the privacy of her dreams, he softly caressed her
cheek, and called her name. Slowly she awoke.
     "Serena? What's wrong?" he asked. "It was just a dream."
     She hugged him for a moment, but then pulled away, looking at him
uncertainly. His heart froze at the sight of the doubt in her eyes.
     "What is it?" he asked, trying desperately to let her see and feel
the truth of his undying love for her.
     She backed away a little more, one arm partially covering her
breasts.
     "This place... It's like the river where Endymion and Serenity..."
she started to say.
     It hadn't occurred to him before, but there was a vague similarity.
"Where they conceived their child," he completed for her. "Is that a
problem? Maybe a painful memory?"
     She paused again, clearly struggling with her thoughts. "Do you love
me?" she asked.
     "What? Of course I do. More than anything," he told her, starting to
reach for her.
     "No!" She flinched away. "Do you love *me*? Or is it just that I
used to be Serenity?"

< To be continued >