IF A PICTURE PAINTS A THOUSAND WORDS
A Sailor Moon Lemon, Based on a Story in Lunatic Party Volume 4

by Sailor Mac
	I've been having a really, really rotten Saturday.
	Almost as soon as I got up, my mom started in on me about the state of my
room. "You live in a pigsty, Serena! You're going to have all kinds of
four-legged creatures in there, and I don't mean Luna!"
	She wouldn't let me go anywhere until I had gone over the entire room with
the vacuum and dustrag and put everything away. A pigsty? As if! She should
see Mina's room - it's a hundred times worse than mine!
	So while I was cleaning, I managed to trip over the vacuum cleaner cord
and go splat on the floor. I didn't bump my head or anything, but I was
sure sore after I landed - I'm going to be bruised tomorrow, that's for
sure.
	Then I got into a fight with my brother. He accused me of stealing two of
his video game cartridges. They were *mine* to begin with, and he
permanently borrowed them from me! He didn't want to listen to a word I
said. Finally, I ended up fleeing for the arcade. . .
	. . .where I promptly found out that my favorite Ultra Sailor V game was
out of order. And there were a bunch of real bratty kids in there, teasing
me and the other girls and acting like jerks. When I yelled at one of them,
he shot me with a Super Soaker, right in front of everyone. I was drenched
head to foot.
	Well, as it turns out, Raye and Lita were in the arcade as well, and they
weren't exactly going to take that lying down. Especially Lita. She took a
swing at the jerk, and before you knew it, there was an all-out brawl. Lita
was pounding the hell out of that one guy, and Raye was wresting with a
couple of the others. It took Andrew and two other guys to break it up.
	We went next door to Crown Cafe to try to calm down, and we were all
wondering if we were going to get banned from the arcade for life. And
then, to add insult to injury, some stupid, klutzy waitress stumbled with
her tray and dumped two sodas all over me! At that point, I just broke down
and started crying.
	So now I'm still sitting in the cafe booth, looking at my watch. Is it
time yet? Is he going to be home? On a day like this, there's only one
place where I want to go. . .my ultimate comfort zone.
	Four o'clock? It's time - he'll be home! I quickly say my goodbyes to my
friends, thanking them for the soda and for letting me cry on their
shoulder, and then I take off for his apartment, trying not to run.
	I ring his buzzer, my heart pounding like it always does when I'm down
here in his lobby. No matter how many times I see that man, he'll always
have the same effect on me. And oh, how I want to see him now. . .
	I hear his voice. "Hello?"
	"Darien, it's me. . ."
	"Meatball Head! Come right up, honey."
	The elevator ride seems to take forever. Finally, I'm at his floor. .
.He's standing there in his doorway, waiting for me, looking oh, so hot and
gorgeous. When he sees me, a look of concern comes on his face -
	"What's the matter, honey?"
	"Oh, Gods, Darien. . ."
	"What happened?"
	"What *didn't* happen? Just about all that's missing from this day is a
Negaverse invasion."
	He kisses me. "Come in. I'll get you a soda and you can talk about it."
	Once I have my drink, and we're settled in on the sofa, I pour out every
rotten, miserable thing that has happened since I got up. He puts an arm
around me, squeezes me to him, strokes my hair. It's like soothing lotion
on a sunburn - he's making the pain of this awful day go away. . .
	"But I'm still worried that we'll be banned from the arcade for life," I say.
	"Don't worry, you won't be. Andrew was there when it happened - he won't
let his dad do anything to you. And if he does, I'll talk to him - Andrew's
parents like me, they'll listen to me."
	Then, he kisses my forehead and says, "I've got something that'll help you
feel better. It's a present. I was going to give it to you for your
birthday, but I think you could use the pick-me-up right now."
	A present? Oooh, I like that idea. . .
	He goes into his closet, gets something out of a bag, and holds it up. "Take a look at this."
	It's a pink bathing suit - one-piece, cut low in the bust and high on the
thigh. . .This is far more revealing than anything I've ever owned.
Somehow, this one-piece looks skimpier than any bikini.
	"Do you like it?" he says.
	"It's. . .it's beautiful, Darien, it's just, well. . ."
	"Try it on. Just try it."
	I take the suit and go into the bathroom. Putting it on, I see that it
hugs every curve. The low-cut top and high-cut bottom aren't as severe as I
originally thought they were. It's very flattering, actually.
	And it sure looks a hell of a lot better on me than clothes stained with
soda and water. . .
	I come out of the bathroom and head for the living room. He's nowhere to
be seen. "Darien? Darien. . ."
	Then, suddenly, he leaps out of the bedroom and grabs me from behind. "Gotcha!"
	"AAUUGGHH! Darien Chiba, don't you ever do that. . .to. . . me. . .ever. .
.ohhh."
	He's holding me around the waist. . .and then, his hands come up to cup my
breasts.   . .and I feel his tongue sliding across the back of my neck, and
it lights a fire in my blood.
	"Serena. . ."
	"Darien. . ."
	His mouth is at my ear now, and he's licking the hole, flicking his tongue
in and out. . .oh, Gods, that feels so good, my ears are a real sensitive,
sexy zone - and he knows it. I'm moaning loudly and leaning back against
him.
	"Oh, baby," I whisper, and then I turn around in his arms, and his mouth
is on mine. His lips are so soft, but so firm, and so delicious. . .I once
told Luna that his kisses are like something melting in my mouth. Those
words can only begin to describe how good he feels and tastes.
	Did I open my mouth first, or did he? It doesn't mater. Just so I can get
to his tongue. Yes, baby, that's it, wrap your tongue around mine. Stroke
it. That feels so, soo good. . .
	As if we were dancing, he's gently guiding me across the floor, to the
bed. I feel myself being laid down on my back, and he's on top of me, his
mouth still caressing mine. He's grasping the straps of my swimsuit,
pulling them down, down, until I'm naked to the waist. . .I gasp as I feel
the cool air on my nipples, just thinking about what's coming next.
	He's moving downward. I don't want his kisses to end. . .but I wouldn't
miss what he's about to do to me for the world.
	Then, my breast is in his hand, and I feel him licking the nipple. "OHHH!
Yes, yes, Darien, that feels so good. . ." His tongue is so talented! He's
flicking it back and forth, quickly, then slooowly dragging it across, and
I feel like I'm going to explode. It feels so hot all over my body.  . .oh,
Gods, this delicious tingling, this feeling of being overloaded with
electricity. . .
	"Lick, Darien, please, please. . .oooohhh. . ." He's switching over to the
other breast, doing the same thing he did to the first one. Now his fingers
are on the one he was licking before, and he's brushing them lightly across
my nipple, and all I can do is moan and writhe. Yes, keep doing it, my
darling, you make me feel so, sooo good. . .
	"I love you, I love you," I hear myself saying. He responds by stopping
his licking - and starting to suck, while his fingers gently squeeze the
other one. . . "OOOHHH!"
	He's reaching down again, grasping my swimsuit, pushing it down and off. .
.Soon, it's on the floor, and good riddance. I want to have nothing against
my skin now but his own naked skin. Then his fingers are between my legs,
while he's still sucking my breast. He's pushing them up inside me, and I'm
almost in tears, it feels sooo good. . .
	"Darien. . .I think I'm gonna. . .gonna.. . ."
	He raises his head, eases his fingers away. "No!" I say. "Don't stop!"
	"I'm not stopping, Serena. But I'm going to do something different. . .I'm
gonna give you a *real* good climax."
	And he's pushing my legs apart, and I feel him shifting downward on the
bed. . .When his tongue touches me, I shriek. Oh, this is what I love the
most, when he licks and licks me until I think I'm going to go insane.
Sometimes I think I like this better than having him inside me. . .
	"OOOHHH! Yes, baby, keep going, so good, soooo gooood, ooohhh. . ." He's
licking all over down there, and then he's sticking it inside me and
pulling it out, and finally, he finds that one spot - the one I call my hot
button - and he starts licking it really fast, wiggling and wiggling his
tongue around on it, and I can't hold out any longer - I'm gonna come, I
just know it. . .
	I feel myself stiffen up, and then I let go, and it's like I'm riding a
rocket through heaven. . . "YES! YES!" I scream, and my whole body is
pulsing with hot, delicious electricity, and I feel absolutely insane but
it's beautiful. . .
	I flop back on the bed, panting. Oh, Darien, Darien, you make me feel so
good, I love you so much. . .
	Somewhere at the edges of my mind, I hear the rustling as he takes his own
clothes off. I hear the scrape of his nighttable drawer, the crinkle of a
wrapper. . .
	He gets on top of me, settling between my legs. "Come on, Serena, wanna go
for another wild ride?"
	"Oh, Gods," I moan, "I don't know if there's anything left in me."
	"Sure, there is. I'll show you. . ." He's sucking my breast again, and I
feel the hot sensations start to build up in me. . .ooohh, yes, darling, do
that more, do that more. . .
	He gives a big thrust, and I feel him deep, deep inside me. I give out a
very loud cry. "Yes, Darien!"  It feels incredible. . .not just the nice
tingling from him moving around inside me, but having him and me be one,
sharing our bodies, our souls and our hears.
	"Feels good, doesn't it, honey?" he purrs has he thrusts in and out of me.
"Feels nice? Just relax, Serena. Relax and let me love you. . .I'm gonna
make you moan real loud, baby. . ."
	Then he starts thrusting faster, and he's licking my nipple, and I'm
moaning LOUD, very loud, just like he said. The heat is building and
building and building and oh Gods I'm going to explode but it's wonderful
and keep going keep going please please please please OOOOHHHH!!!
	I'm coming again, screaming, yelling his name. . .He keeps thrusting,
going deeper, faster,  and almost as soon as I'm over the last one, I feel
like I'm going to come again. . . "DARIEN! I LOVE YOU. . ." I'm screaming
and writhing again, and this time, I hear him cry out, and he's coming too,
coming with me, and it's the most glorious feeling in the world - like our
souls were joined.
	He falls down next to me, and we cling to each other, still panting,
slowly spiraling back to earth.
	"Ohh, Gods," I moan, "that was so incredible. . ."
	"Feel better now, honey?" he whispers.
	"I feel terrific."
	He cuddles against me, drawing my head to his chest. "How do you like your
bathing suit?"
	"Bathing suit. . .oh, that!" It's the most beautiful bathing suit in the
world, I think, because it was christened with our love. "It's wonderful,"
I say. "Thank you. "
	I snuggle deeper into his embrace. I just want to nap now. I'm sooo
relaxed. . .it's as if not a single bad thing had ever happened to me that
day. This really is my comfort zone. . .in his arms, I feel like nothing
will ever, ever go wrong again.
	"I love you, Darien," I whisper.
	"I love you too, Serena."
	Then, both of us fall asleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: This story was inspired by one that appeared in the
doujinshi series "Lunatic Party." I came across the scans one night while
exploring the notorious Eric's FTP Site
(ftp://redknight.resnet.gatech.edu/pub/graphics/smeen/), perhaps the
biggest storehouse of pictorial Sailor Moon hentai on the Net. I gave it a
different begining and a different ending (in my stories, Darien would
definitely *not* smoke after sex!) but the actual Act follows the pictures
very closely. (If only there were more beautiful, romantic Serena/Darien
hentai pics like those. . .)

This story is dedicated to Jeffrey and Sally Wizard and their fellow
Wizards, who, as of this writing, are knocking themselves out trying to get
the Sailor Mac Shrine back up and running. Thanks a million, guys. . .

Thanks, as usual, to my dear friend, MSTing partner, and partner in the
upcoming Moon and Rose site, Mark Berger; to Molly; to Artemis and Luna and
Sailor November; and to Sailor Star Love, a terrific up-and-coming writer
who sent me a very sweet e-mail.

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