Tuxedo Kamen stood in the shadows watching Sailor Moon as she dusted the current Youma. He had already aided the young sailor suited warrior earlier when she had almost been sliced in half by the Youma’s wicked blade.
As usual he had given the senshi his encouraging words and then slipped into the shadows. He had been about to leave, but had turned back to watch the object of his thoughts. Sailor Moon was currently cheering happily about her defeat of the Youma, while Sailor Mars was angrily chiding their leader.
Tuxedo Kamen shifted slightly and wondered what it was about Sailor Moon that drew him to her. She was like a golden angel, an innocent child fighting the demons of the night. At times he wished that he could protect his angel from the nightmares that were loose in the city so that she need never to look upon them again. He hated to see her in danger and always wondered if the next time she were in danger would he be in time to save her. However, the selfish side of him was glad that Sailor Moon had to fight the Youmas almost nightly, after all it gave him a chance to watch her in battle.
The young man’s eyes glinted hungrily behind the mask he wore to protect his identity. Yes he did enjoy watching Sailor Moon fight, after all those short skirts that were a part of their fukus didn’t leave much to the imagination. For that matter, he enjoyed watching the other two senshi fight, though they didn’t draw his attention as much as Sailor Moon did. While fighting, the senshi had to do a lot of jumping and it was quite a show for a 18-year-old man, not to mention the times he actually was able to hold her close.
Tuxedo Kamen shook off the impure thoughts for the young heroine and turned to leap away into the night. However, right when he was gathering himself for the leap he felt a gentle touch on his arm and glanced over in surprise.
The object of his thoughts was standing next to him, her small hand gently resting on his arm. Briefly Tuxedo Kamen wondered how the golden haired angel had approached him without him knowing it, however at the angel’s words those thoughts flew from his mind.
While she had been arguing with Sailor Mars, Sailor Moon had suddenly realized her hero was still there. He hadn’t really left like he usually did. She quickly snapped her mouth shut, her cheeks blushing a light red at the thought that her hero had seen her in a childish tongue battle.
It didn’t take her long to figure out that although the masked man was still there, it seemed his thoughts were a million miles away. The young warrior waved her teammates quiet for a moment and lightly stepped over to Tuxedo Kamen’s side, placing her small hand lightly on his arm to catch his attention.
When he glanced over at her, Sailor Moon smiled shyly before asking, "Tuxedo Kamen-sama, is everything ok?"
Tuxedo Kamen smiled charmingly at the little angel by his side and smoothly purred, "Why yes, everything is fine. Why do you ask?"
Encouraged by her hero’s smile Sailor Moon’s smile brightened as she giggled lightly and responded, "Well, its just you usually leave after rescuing me. I saw you standing here and wondered if anything was wrong?"
The young man remained silent for a moment as he stared down at Sailor Moon. Her gold hair shone in the moonlight, making it appear almost silver. Her blue eyes also seemed to be silver blue in the moonlight, giving the young girl an almost ethereal beauty. She really was such a pretty little thing, such trust and innocence shining in her gaze.
Tuxedo Kamen shifted uncomfortably as the familiar feeling of attraction burned throughout his body. It seemed to him as if from the very first moment he laid eyes on this innocent little minx, he had desired her more then anything. He was well aware of the fact that Sailor Moon and her Senshi were rather young, but that didn’t seem to stop the burning attraction he felt for the little blonde. In fact, the attraction only grew each time he held her in his arms.
Sailor Moon watched her hero uncertainly, wondering if she should attempt to talk to him again. The way he was staring at her was making her feel very hot and uncomfortable. Finally the blonde started to remove her hand from his arm, deciding that perhaps Tuxedo Kamen didn’t want to talk. However before she could even began to think about what had happened, Tuxedo Kamen’s hand caught hold of her wrist in a tight grip. She stared up at her hero questioningly, although still trusting to her belief that Tuxedo Kamen would never hurt her. "Tuxedo Kamen-sama?"
Tuxedo Kamen gently caressed the captive wrist within his grasp as he continued to stare into the innocent silver blue eyes of Sailor Moon. He smiled charmingly at her question and for once decided not to silence the little devil urging him to do what he had wanted to for a very long time.
Sailor Moon’s eyes widened slightly as Tuxedo Kamen started to gently caress her wrist; almost seeming to burn her skin even through the glove she wore. "T-Tuxedo K-Kamen-sama?"
The masked hero smiled reassuringly and drew the little blonde closer, for once forgetting the three senshi staring wide eyed at the two of them. With his other hand Tuxedo Kamen gently urged his captive to look up at him before tracing her jaw gently with his finger. "Its ok Sailor Moon," he purred softly, "everything will be just fine."
He then leaned down and gently kissed her. Instantly he felt the young blonde stiffen in surprise, however the raging fire that instantly swept through him soon chased any thought of retreating away.
Tuxedo Kamen quickly released Sailor Moon’s wrist and slid his hand around to the small of her back, pressing her intimately against him. He expertly began to nibble at his captive’s lips, urging them open so that his tongue could slip inside and mingle with her own.
Sailor Moon was frozen in surprise, her hero had never done anything like this before. However, the only thought that the little blonde really registered was that she had never felt this way before. It seemed as if a fire was starting to burn deep within, a fire that urged her to wrap her arms around Tuxedo Kamen’s neck and open her mouth under his onslaught. A fire that urged her to give her hero complete control and access, a fire that she obeyed.
Tuxedo Kamen deepened the kiss the moment Sailor Moon allowed him access. He expertly stroked and coaxed the young girl into responding to his demanding kisses. Holding the girl intimately against him with one hand, Tuxedo Kamen casually and almost unknowingly allowed his other hand to slip under her skirt to lightly caress her thigh.
The three Senshi stared at their leader and the masked man that always rescued her in surprise. Their mouths were opened as far as they could be opened, while their eyes were large and round with shock. Tuxedo Kamen was kissing their leader and getting all together too touchy for their piece of mind. However, it was the small black cat that brought them out of their shock.
Luna had just arrived on the battle scene to find Tuxedo Kamen, the man she wasn’t entirely sure that she trusted, kissing Sailor Moon like there was no tomorrow. It didn’t cool her rage any to know that his hand was caressing her young charge rather intimately, not to mention the fact that he was pressing Sailor Moon against him in a way that was very improper. The small black cat let out a terrifying yowl and leaped at the masked man, intending to do serious bodily harm to him for daring to touch her charge.
The angry yowl finally intruded upon Tuxedo Kamen’s lust filled mind and he quickly pushed Sailor Moon away from him. He easily caught the infuriated cat and held her at arm’s length away from him while staring at Sailor Moon in horror. What had he done? Oh gods, what had he done?
The only words that the masked hero could get out were, "Oh my god! I just frenched Sailor Moon!"
