LOVE TRAIN
A Sailor Moon Sekkushiaru Roman

by Sailor Mac
	"More macaroni salad, my sweet?"
	"You know me, I always want more."
	Serena and Darien were sitting on a blanket that had been spread out in a
clearing. They were about three hours from home by boat - they had woke up
early that morning in order to take a mini-cruise. Now, they were enjoying
a picnic lunch before they had to head back to the vessel.
	It couldn't be a more perfect day, Serena thought. The weather was
beautiful, the sea was so romantic, and now, having this time alone with
him. . .
	When she finished the last of her food, she stretched out with her head on
his lap, gazing up at the clouds drifting lazily across the sky. He ran his
fingers down her long pigtails, gazing at her lovingly.
	"I wish this day would never end," she sighed.
	"So do I. We needed the break, that's for sure."
	"Mmmm. . ." She snuggled closer to him, and began to drift off into a very
peaceful sleep.
	Alas, the peace was not to last. She sat up when she heard a funny noise
in the bushes. . .
	"What was that?"
	"What?" he said.
	"That! Listen. . ." They both heard a funny rustling sound. . .and
suddenly, something burst out, something that looked like a humanized
leopard, only with a huge amount of long black fur growing around its neck.
	"Oh, Gods!" she said. "Not now!" Then she screamed as the thing pointed a
claw at them and shot a stream of sharp little darts, which stung both of
them. Ducking behind a tree, they transformed as quickly as possible. .
.but the thing, which had super eyesight and lightning quick reflexes,
found them and started shooting before they could prepare their attacks.
	"OOWWWW!" she shouted as another barrage hit her in the arm just as she
was about to raise her Moon Scepter. "How the hell are we going to shoot at
this thing?"	
	Then, Darien saw an approaching freight train, and noticed that some of
its cars seemed to be open. Which gave him an idea. . .
	Concentrating with all his might, he sent a telepathic message to Serena.
-We can beat this thing, but we're going to have to let it chase us, and
then move fast. . .-
	He continued to send a silent message to her, and when it was over, she
nodded in agreement.
	They moved toward the train, both hoping with all their might that they'd
be able to time their move just right. . .
	Then, they felt the creature right behind them, and they did a fast
super-leap into an open, passing train car. "Okay, babe," he whispered,
"here we go. . .the world's first drive-by dusting!"
	They both began spinning their weapons, and just as the creature came into
sight, they released their attacks. The combined blast eliminated the
monster in a flash.
	Darien took a deep breath. "Thank the gods that's over."
	"Why, oh why do they always seem to find us at the worst possible moment?
We go to a festival, there's creatures there. We go to the amusement park,
same thing. We go to the mall, and the salesperson in the Gap turns out to
be a youma. . ."
	She sunk down into a sitting position with a sigh, starting her
detransformation process. She looked at her surroundings. A few boxes here
and there, and over in the corner, a mattress. . .
	Darien sat next to her, starting his own detransformation, sliding an arm
around her shoulders. "I know it seems that way, sweetheart. . .but
remember, we've had plenty of good times, too. The Negaverse hasn't managed
to kill all of our special and fun times."
	"I know, but. . .every once in awhile, I find myself longing for the old
days, before the Negaverse came back to Earth, when everything was exactly
what it seemed like and I didn't wake up every day wondering if I was going
to have to take on some horrifying creature before the day was out. . ."
	He hugged her close. "I know, honey. . ."
	"But then. . .I realize that if I hadn't become a Sailor Scout, I wouldn't
know Amy, and Mina, and Lita, and Raye. . .and you and I would never have
found each other again. And then, everything I go through seems like such a
small price to pay. . ."
	He hugged her closer. . .and then, his eyes caught sight of his watch.
	"Oh, no! We missed our boat!"
	"Missed the boat? AAAAUUGGHHH!! How are we going to get back to Tokyo? Oh,
if I'm late, my parents will ground me for sure, and we won't be able to
see each other. . ."
	"Ssshhh, calm down, Meatball Head! If this is the train I think it is,
it's the freight train that pulls into the depot near my college. . .not
too far away from the harbor, as a matter of fact. We'll probably beat the
boat back home."
	She sighed and lowered her head to his chest. "Guess we have to make the
best of it. . ."
	"Well, at least this is a first. . .I've never traveled by boxcar before."
	She smiled. "When Molly and I were little, we used to cut through the
woods on the way home from school, and there was an abandoned boxcar there.
. .we used to watch couples sneak into it, and then we'd hear noises, and
we'd wonder what they were doing in there." She giggled. "If we knew then
what we know now.  . ."
	He noticed that her eyes were wandering to the mattress in the corner.
"Hmm," he said, "we could always. . .speculate on what they were doing. .
."
	At the end of the car was a door that led to the next car. Darien slowly
walked over to it, made sure that Serena was watching him, then made a big
show of throwing the lock. A wide smile spread across her face.
	He walked toward her, and she stood up. Their lips came together in a
sweet, hot kiss that deepened quickly, as his hands began unbuttoning her
blouse. She made a small "mmm" noise as his tongue caressed hers and he
slid the garment down her arms. After it dropped to the floor, she returned
the favor, pulling his shirt over his head and flinging it into the corner.
Her hands ran up and down his chest as he slowly - much too slowly, as far
as she was concerned - began to push one bra strap down her arm. She tried
to twist around so she could undo the catch in the back and just throw the
damn thing away - but he held her in place. He slid the second strap down,
then very, very slowly, he pulled the fabric away from her breasts. As his
mouth came down on hers again, he rubbed the palms of his hands back and
forth across the nipples, and she moaned deeply, starting to ease herself
back onto the mattress, and he went with her. . .
	Once she was in a lying position, he unsnapped and flung away her bra.
Kissing her stomach, letting his tongue wander across it with little
swirls. he unsnapped her jeans, pulling the zipper down quickly. Soon, she
was wearing nothing but her flowered white bikini panties.
	He brought his mouth to her breasts, his tongue flicking back and forth,
back and forth across her right nipple as his fingers reached between her
legs and started stroking her through the silky fabric that still covered
her womanhood. She moaned his name, stroking his hair as his lips wrapped
around her nipple and he began to suck hungrily. The fabric between her
legs was getting very, very damp. . .
	She groaned as he pulled the last scrap of cloth away from her, pulling
away just long enough to rid himself of his own clothes and retrieve a
condom from his wallet, putting it within easy reach. He came back to her
again, kissing one breast, then the other, rolling his tongue over and over
on her nipples, making her moan and squirm. . .
	He parted her thighs, and his tongue left a wet trail along her stomach,
pausing briefly to tease her bellybutton, before moving further down. . .
"Oh, yes, yes, Darien!" she cried as he began to lick and kiss her soft
folds, nibbling gently here and there. . .He reached up and brought his
hands to her nipples, caressing them to the same rhythm as his licking and
sucking. She groaned, her head tossing side to side, her whole body
writhing as if unable to contain so much pleasure.
	He raised his head. "Now, little minx. . .do you want me to make you come
with my mouth? Or would you rather have me inside you?"
	"Both."
	"Mmm, greedy," he said. "But that's okay. . .I love it when you're
greedy." And down he went again, his tongue eagerly seeking out her sweet
spot. "AAAHHH!!!" she cried as he began to lick it, caress it, then gently
take it in and suck. Serena's hips moved in time to his sucking, and she
felt herself almost there, almost there. . . "OOOOOOHH!" she shrieked as
everything shattered into white hot fragments of pleasure.
	Before her spasms had a chance to fade, Darien grabbed the rubber and
quickly prepared himself. She felt more spasms, another small orgasm, as he
entered her. She raised her hips, giving him as much access as possible,
and he began to pump hard and fast, feeling her wrapped all around him,
squeezing him, caressing him, driving him mad. . .
	"Does that feel good, darling?" he whispered to her huskily.
	"Ohhh. . .ohhhh, yesssss. . .soooo good, soooo goooood. . ." Her hands
clutched his buttocks, trying to draw him further and further into her,
trying to keep him there forever, and her hips moved with his, again and
again. . . "AAAHHH! OH, DARIEN, I'M COMING AGAIN. . . ." She felt the hot
blasts of ecstasy shake her over and over, and then he was pumping even
harder, even faster, driving them both toward the ultimate peak. . . "Oh,
Gods, I can't, not again. . ."
	"Yes you can, baby," he said. "Come on, you can. . .we're gonna do it
together. . ." He lowered his head to her breasts, licking one nipple, then
the other. . .He sucked the right one with rapid, sharp tugs, then brought
his lips to hers and started driving hard and fast again, and she shrieked
as she felt another climax about to break. This time, as she hit the
pinnacle of pleasure, she pulled him over the edge with her, and their
cries mingled, echoing through the train car.
	He collapsed next to her, and they clung to each other, exchanging soft
kisses and whispered "I love you"s. Snuggling up, they drifted off to
sleep.
* * *
	The sudden jolt of the train stopping awakened both of them. "Where are
we?" she said.
	"Quick, get dressed. . .I think we're back in Tokyo. . .we have to get off
before we're seen."
	They threw on their clothes as fast as they could, then jumped from the
car, finding out that Darien was right. . .the train was indeed the one
that stopped at the depot near his college.
	"Come on," he said. "There's got to be a place where we can get a cab
around here. . .then, we can pick up my car and go home. . .and it looks
like we're right on time, too." He kissed Serena, and noticed she had a
rather naughty smile on her face. . .
	"What are you thinking?" he said.
	"I'm wondering if that old boxcar is still out there in the woods. We
could go hiking and look for it tomorrow. . ."
	"Why, you little minx!" They both laughed, and, arms around each other,
walked off to find a cab.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story is dedicated to an awesome writer, Yohann
DeSabrais. His unique take on the Sailor Moon universe is always a pleasure
to read - his sekkushiaru roman fics are beautiful, sensual, and totally
original. I'd recommend the "Scars of My Soul" series to anyone who
believes in love.
Thanks, as usual, to my dear friends Mark Berger, Sailor Star Love and
Jeffrey and Sally Wizard. Thanks also to Artemis and Luna, Sailor November,
everyone who's written to me about my stories and MSTings, Mishii Kawaii,
Lunar Rose, Jennifer Wand, and everyone who believes in the Miracle
Romance.

Standard Sailor Moon disclaimers apply. These characters ain't mine, I'm
just borrowing them for a little while.