100 Drabbles of Usagi & Mamoru

Author's Note:

In addition to Insatiable, I've decided to embark on a 100 drabble challenge, inspired by Alica Blade's drabbles, but more explicit—my cup of tea. I was going to tackle the same themes, but however I found them naturally more geared toward season one. Thus, I've decided to come up with them in a more collaborative fashion. I figured I'd pick out the first one, and then ask my lovely readers to think of one word they'd like me to use next, etc. I'd then pick one of the suggestions, and so on. I thought it would be a neat way of approaching this. I hope the response to this will be positive. So please, read, review and offer your suggestion!

Also, these are not confined to any season. Nor do I plan for it to be chronological in any way. These are just snippets, flashes, sweet candy of Usagi and Mamoru at their most intimate.

Additionally, I will try to keep this a daily update. And will attempt to stay around 100 to 200 words, but I make no promises.

Much love,


01. Doodles


Oh, he's going to kill her, she muses and sits back on her heels to survey her masterpiece.

Granted, she's no artist, but she couldn't have asked for a better canvas.

It's perfection.

"Darling." She nudges him, first with a foot, then with an elbow. Still, no answer—he's dead to the world. She grins impishly and knows the solution is simple.

Slides down his body, hair undone, it pools around them. They are all silver and gold, glorious in their splendor.

She takes him in her mouth. Hears him sigh and feels him grow against her tongue, taste familiar.

Oh, he's awake now.

"Usako." It's a murmur, voice sleepy and surprised. With hands in her hair, he strokes, pets, and then lifts it away.

She grins, releases him from her mouth. "I've made you a present."

"A present? Where…" He trails off at the sight of black marker. It loops and swirls down his chest to finally end between two jutting hipbones. It's all hearts and stars and stick-figures galore. But the words, almost childishly scrawled, fill him up, beyond amazement, until he's spilling over with love.

Endymion and Serenity. Usagi and Mamoru. Forever. Hopelessly. Yours.

"My love, you never cease to amaze."

She giggles, kisses him like she's sixteen again.

"You really like it?"

"It's wonderful."