TRUTH OR DARE A Sailor Moon Sekkushiaru Roman By Sailor Mac (With a Big Assist From Sailor Star Love) "Okay, Serena. . .Truth or Dare?" (We're alone in my room, sitting cross-legged on the bed facing each other. The rain is drumming against the windowpane. We were supposed to go rowing today, but Mother Nature had other ideas. So my Meatball head decided she wanted to play this game. . .) "Okay. . .Truth." "Did you ever kiss any boys before me?" "No. Definitely no. Unless you count. . .(giggle)" "Unless you count. . .what?" "Well, in third grade, on Valentine's Day, somebody dared Brent Murazaki to kiss me. And he ran up to me and smooched me right on the lips on the playground, in front of everyone." "Did you like it?" "Of course I didn't! I was a third grader! I thought boys were icky then. If I knew then what I know now. . .But, it's your turn. Truth or Dare?" "Truth." "When you were a model. . .did you fool around with any of the other models?" "Serena, where did that come from?" "Well, I've heard that models are always doing. . .you know. . .with each other." "No. Nothing. And nothing with that woman photographer, either. Okay, your turn. . .truth or dare?" "Truth." "Before we were going out, did you have a crush on Andrew?" "Darien! I'll take the dare!" "Too late. You already called 'truth.'" "Oh. . .all right. . .yesIdid." "What was that? You said it too fast." "I. . .I *did*, okay? I thought he was real cute. . .Lita liked him, too. But that was before I knew the prince in my dreams was real." "Serena. . .are you blushing?" "Blushing? Who, me? No, it's just warm in here. Um. . .so. . .truth or dare?" "Truth." "When you were going out with Raye, did you. . ." "No." "How far did you go?" "Serena. . .I never went all the way with *anyone* before you. There were a couple of girls I made out with, including Raye. . .but I could never bring myself to finish the act. Something told me there was someone I should save myself for, that I'd meet my princess eventually." "Oh, Darien. . ." (She leans over and hugs me). "Now, Meatball Head. . .truth or dare?" "Okay. . .dare!" "I dare you to call Andrew and tell him what you were telling me a moment ago." "DARIEN! That's too cruel!" "Rules are rules. You have to do the dare, or you lose the game." "Okay!. . .Hello? Can I speak to Andrew, please?. . .Um, Andrew, it's Serena, there's something I should tell you. . ." (She's not fooling me. I can see that she never pushed the "dial" button before entering the digits. But I'll let her get away with it.) "Yes, that's right! I used to have a crush on you! Funny, isn't it? Ha, ha! Okay, seeya!. . .I'm gonna get you for that one, Darien Chiba! Truth or dare?" "Dare." "I dare you to show me what's in that big, thick file of stuff you've been downloading off the Internet!" (Uh-oh. I think she's guessed my secret.) "Um. . .what stuff? It's just school stuff." "Yeah, right. You seem *real* interested in whatever's in that folder, every time I see you looking through it. That can't be school stuff!" "You don't. . .heh heh. . .*really* want to see it." "Oh, yes I do. Rules are rules. . .hand it over!" (I know I've been beat. I go to my desk drawer, get the papers and sheepishly hand them over). "Ah-ha! Just what I've suspected. . .you've been downloading hentai anime stories!" "Just the romantic type. . ." (If I were an anime character, I know I'd be sweatdropping right now). "What can I say. . .I love that stuff!" (She seems really engrossed in that folder). "Um. . .Meatball Head?" "Ssshh. . .this one is really. . .interesting. . ." "Hmm. Truth or dare, Serena?" "Hmm?" "If you pick truth, I'm going to make you tell me what's in that story. If you pick dare. . .I'm going to make you demonstrate it." "Okay, then. . ." (She's already unbuttoning her blouse) "Dare." That does it. I grab her in my arms and kiss her. My hands seek out her breasts as my tongue gently strokes hers. My imagination is picturing the body beneath her clothes, the gently curving hips, the slightly rounded belly, the golden curls covering the treasures between her thighs, and the sweet, sweet jewel beneath them. . . We break apart just long enough for me to rid her of her blouse and bra, and for her to take my shirt off. I feast my eyes on what's revealed. . .two beautiful mounds, not too big and not too small, with luscious, dusky rose nipples that make my mouth water to taste them. I kiss her lips again, then start working my way down her neck. Slowly, I pass my thumb back and forth over one nipple, and hear her purr. I lick my way down her breast, and when I reach that delicious tip, I pull it into my lips and begin suckling. "Oh, Darien. . ." she sighs. More. . .I want more of her. I reach for the zipper on her skirt and push the garment away. My hand reaches inside her panties, and I find her jewel quickly. I stroke it with quick motions as I suck first one breast, than the other. Her breath is coming in pants, and she keeps making "Ohh. . .ohhh!!!" sounds. I ease my mouth and hand away from her. She groans in frustration, quickly stripping off the remainder of her clothes and going to work on mine. Once she has me naked, she takes my manhood in her hand. "Darien," she whispers, "in the story I was reading, the heroine gave the hero oral sex and then put the condom on him with her mouth. Is that what you want me to do?" "Ohh, yes, honey. . ." Her sweet, hot mouth wraps around my manhood, and I let out a loud cry. Oh, how did such an innocent get so *good* at this? She applies pressure to just the right places. . .I feel her hand cupping and stroking the sacs beneath, and I moan louder, writhing about, resisting the urge to pump my hips and drive myself deeper into her mouth. Somehow, I manage to moan, "Now, Serena! Now! Do it. . ." Her mouth leaves me, and I groan. . .I see her pop the rubber in her mouth, and then she's taking me in again, and I feel her trying to suck in and push, suck in and push, as she attempts to put it on. Meanwhile, her efforts are just driving me crazier and crazier. I clutch the sheet, moaning loudly. . .oh, hurry, Serena, please hurry before I lose it, I don't want to do that, baby, I want us to feel the ecstasy together. . . Finally, she gives up and puts it on with her hands, mumbling, "Don't know where these fanfic writers get their ideas." But when she's atop me, and suddenly I'm inside her, the wait is worth it. She moans my name as she pumps. "Darien. . .oh, Darien, my love, my prince. . .oh, honey, ooohhh. . ." My hips are rising to meet her thrusts, as my hands gently squeeze her nipples. "Darien. . .soo good. . .yeah, honey, like that, OOOHHHH!" Serena, has there ever been a more beautiful sight in the world than the one I'm seeing right now, with your blonde hair streaming over your nakedness, your eyes closed, your mouth open. . . "I love you. I love you so much, my Serenaaaaaahhhh ooohhh Gods Serena. . ." "Darien. . .I'm almost ready, almost ready, aaaaaaaahh. . .OOOHH! I'M COMING! AAAHHHHH!" Countless times, in this life and the one before, I have heard her ecstatic cries, felt her muscles clench all around me, seen the look of beautiful madness on her face. And it never fails to move me and excite me. I begin pumping my hips harder. "Serena. . .Serena baby, we can do it, we can come together, just a little further, yes, yes. . ." "Ohh. . .oh, Darien, I'm almost ready again. . ." "Me too. . .oh, Gods, baby, here it comes. . .OOOOHHH!!! SERENA!!!!" "DARIEN! OOOHHH!" We both scream out our ecstasy, then she flops down atop me, and we hold each other, panting. "Nobody won the game," she whispers. "I think we both won." I get rid of the rubber, than pull the covers back over both of us. "Hmm," I whisper, "truth or dare?" "Truth." "Do you love me, Serena?" "With all my heart and soul. And you? Truth or dare?" "Truth?" "Do *you* love * me*?" "Of course I do. You're the light in my life. I love you with everything I have." We drift off to sleep, holding each other. Hmm, usually I don't like party games, but *that* one. . .I wouldn't mind playing it with her over and over again! I think. Then, I pull her closer, and my last conscious thought is, "I love you, Serena." AUTHOR'S NOTES: The inspiration for this fic came from two sources: a couple of lines of dialogue that came up during the regular sessions of my online roleplaying group, and a small vignette that Sailor Star Love wrote and distributed via her Sekkushiaru Roman Mailing List. The "folder of stuff downloaded from the Internet" scene in this story follows hers very closely, hence the well-deserved credit I gave her at the top of the story. (Also, thanks to Sexylyon for writing the short bit of dialogue that inspired Sailor Star Love's). Standard Sailor Moon disclaimers apply. These characters ain't mine, I'm just borrowing them for a little while.