Sailor Moon: Circles of Time
ONLY ONE NIGHT

NOTE: This story takes place within the story Sailor Moon: Circles of Time
"The Journey," by Artemis and Luna (found in the main section of Sailor
Moon Romance). Queen Serenity was enjoying an evenin in the company of her
feline advisor, Zeus, when they both voiced a wish that he be able to give
her a "proper kiss." Suddenly, the Imperium Silver Crystal appeared, and
its magic turned Zeus into a human. When the Queen and her advisor got over
the shock, they found themselves surrendering to passion, and he picked her
up and carried her into the bedroom. And it is here where this story
begins. . .

by Sailor Mac
	Serenity's mind was overwhelmed with a parade of sensations.
	She was aware of the gentle crackle and snap of the fire in the fireplace,
of the scent of the lavender potpourri simmering in the corner, of the
flickering shadows on the walls.
	But more than anything else, she was aware of the man in her arms.
	Zeus had deposited her gently on the bed, then stood back, staring at her
as if he had never seen her before.
	"My queen," he said, "I don't think your enemies stood a chance against
you when you were a Sailor Senshi. One look at your beauty would stop them
dead in their tracks."
	She smiled, basking in his appreciating gaze like it were warm sunshine.
Her eyes roamed over his newly-human form, and she felt a dampness and heat
rising between her thighs.
	Gods, had she ever felt like this before in her life? She couldn't
remember the feeling being this strong even with her long-ago love. . .
	She held her arms out to him. "Want to get a closer look?"
	"I want to get as close as I possibly can." He lay on the bed beside her,
and at first, they just held hands and gazed into each other's eyes. . .
	Then, his arms were around her, and their lips came together like magnet
and steel. Serenity made a low noise of pleasure in her throat as her arms
tightened around him, trying to draw him closer, closer, as if to make him
a part of her. . .
	As their tongues caressed each other, she felt his hands sliding over her
shoulders, then down over her breasts. . .Oh, how did he know just what a
human woman would want? He squeezed the mounds, caressing them gently. . .
	He pulled his mouth away from hers only to lay kisses all over her neck,
going up to her ear. "Oh, my dear Serenity," he whispered, "I didn't think
I'd ever feel this way again." He felt all the years of cold loneliness he
had lived in after Diana's death melting away.
	"I didn't think I'd ever feel this way again, either." He was kissing her
ear, flicking his tongue in and out of the hole, making her shudder with
delight. . .
	He was running his hands over her shoulders, trying to figure out a way to
push the fuku off. It wasn't an easy job. . .it had no visible closures.
She guided his hands down to her skirt, which had to come off first. . .He
took his sweet time running his hands over her curves, delighting in her
softness. She stretched and purred, and felt like they had switched places
- he was the human, and she was the cat!
	Zeus' strong hands grasped the skirt, and stripped it away in one swift
motion. He tossed it away, then brought his mouth to hers for another long,
hot, wet, lingering kiss.
	"Now, my dear," he said, "how do we get rid of the rest of this?"
	She took his hand and guided it down, down. . .
	The closure to the bodysuit was between her legs.
	Her heart thudded with anticipation, because no man had ever touched her
there. With the love of her younger days, she had never gone further than
having him touch her breasts. The Queen of the Moon Kingdom, the monarch of
the greatest civilization of her era, was still a virgin.
	His hand reached the site, and he paused for a moment, his eyes
questioning her: should I continue? She bucked her hips upward, giving him
her mute answer: yes, yes, yes!
	Slowly, he undid the hooks holding the fuku together. . .and then his
fingers were slipping underneath, to the soft folds that were still covered
by her underpants. She let out a moan as he began to stroke her, feeling
tendrils of delicious sensation start to move through her body.
	Then, suddenly, he stopped, and she gave a small groan of disappointment.
	"Don't worry, my queen," he whispered. "The best is yet to come."
	He grasped the bottom of the fuku and pulled it upward, flinging it, and
the brooch pinned to it, to the floor next to the skirt. She took the
initiative to remove the underwear and send it sailing as well.
	Then, for a split second, she had an attack of shyness, being totally
exposed under his gaze like that. She felt her arms coming up to cover her
breasts, her legs crossing. But as soon as Zeus' mouth covered hers again,
the shyness was replaced with heat. She wrapped her arms around him, her
body writhing beneath his. His hands were on her bare breasts now, the
fingers finding the nipples, stroking them, caressing, gently squeezing. .
.
	Her breath was coming in loud pants, and she moaned his name, her hands
pushing his head downward, down to where she wanted it. He got the message.
He kissed his way along her chest, and then his mouth was closing over one
of the hard buds, and she cried out, arching against him. "OOOHHHH!! Zeus,
that feels so good. . ."
	Then, she felt his hand going back down to her womanhood, and he continued
what he had been doing before - only this time, there was nothing between
her hot, wet flesh and his fingers. She raised her hips to encourage him -
but he needed little encouragement. He explored the folds, then teased the
entrance to her virginity, then moved upward. . .
	When he touched the center of her being, she jerked sharply upward,
gasping. He began to caress it, his tongue circling her nipples, then
taking long licks, and she thought she would go mad with pleasure. She
writhed, sweat glistening on her skin, her hands clutching the bedsheets,
then his back, and then suddenly she felt a great explosion within her. . .
"AAAAAHHHH!!!" she cried, as ecstasy flooded her and she was wracked with
sweet tremors.
	She fell back on the bed, still gasping and trembling, and he took her in
his arms gently, kissing her nose and cheeks.
	"Have I pleased you, my dear?" he said.
	She opened her eyes and looked at him - and suddenly, she was seized with
a desire to make him feel what she had.
	She rolled him over onto his back, her lips claiming his fiercely, their
tongues melding and clashing. Her hands roamed his chest, feeling the play
of hard muscles under smooth skin. And then, they moved lower, over his
stomach. . .
	When she grasped his manhood, both of them gasped. How strange, yet how
wonderful he felt - soft, yet hard, throbbing and hot. Slowly, tentatively,
she began to stroke him, then moved faster and faster. . .She watched his
face contort in an expression of ecstatic pleasure, and was flooded with a
feeling of power, the power that a woman could wield over a man.
	Then, he was easing her hands away, gently. . .
	"You've bewitched me, beautiful sorceress," he whispered. "I want us to be
joined. . ."
	"Zeus. . .I. . .I've never done this before."
	He stroked her face. "I've never done this before, either. . .as a human,
that is."
	"Well, then, I guess that makes us even."
	He chuckled, and that made her laugh as well. They embraced, and kissed
tenderly, a kiss which quickly deepened in passion.
	Zeus rolled her over on her back, caressing her breasts again, stroking
the nipples with his thumbs. Her legs parted, and he moved between them. He
rubbed his manhood back and forth against her entrance and her jewel,
making her writhe and cry out. . .
	Then, the head of him slid into her, coming to rest against her barrier.
He stopped, kissed her again.
	"My queen. . .are you sure?"
	She smiled, and he thought it was the sweetest smile he'd ever seen in his
life.
	"I've never been so sure of anything in my life."
	His mouth covered hers, and he gave a great thrust. She felt the quick,
tearing pain within her, and she gasped. He stopped again, stroking her
hair, murmuring words of love and comfort to her. Then, she began to move
her hips, slowly, slowly, encouraging him to continue. . .
	He began to thrust again, and the pain was gone. In its place was a sweet,
warm feeling that started where he was loving her and sent delicious
tendrils through every part of her being. She moaned loudly, her hands
gripping his buttocks, trying to draw him deeper and deeper into her. He
began moving faster and faster, and soon both of them were filling the air
with moans and cries and sighs, the language of love that was, to them,
more sweet than the most beautiful love poetry.
	She moved against him, again and again and again, trying to make him one
with her forever. . .and then, suddenly, she felt herself cresting, and a
supernova was bursting within her, bigger and more glorious than the first
climax. She literally screamed her joy, and Zeus felt her sheath pulling
and tugging at him, sending him into his own climax. He cried out her name
as he filled her with his seed.
	Panting, he fell down next to her, and they clung to each other like a
drowning person clutches a piece of driftwood.
	Finally, she spoke. "That was wonderful, so wonderful. . .like magic."
	"It was magical for me, too," he said.
	With a sigh, she snuggled next to him, and he drew her tightly into his
arms. They floated off into the kind of blissful sleep that only lovers
know.
* * *
	A few hours later, she awoke.
	She looked at the man sleeping in the bed next to her and stroked his
hair. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her first
lover would be her best friend and advisor.
	Oh, if only he could stay like this, she thought. We could get married and
live happily together. . .
	A voice within her said, "Now, what is the queen of the greatest empire in
the universe doing indulging in schoolgirl fantasies of romance?" She drew
a deep sigh, harsh reality flooding into her brain. In the morning, he'd be
back to his normal form, and it would be as if this had never happened.
	But the night was not over yet. . .
	She leaned over him, her lips touching his neck, moving down to his chest.
Her hands stroked and caressed all over his torso as she kissed one of his
flat male nipples, flicking her tongue over it.
	Beneath her, she felt his body stir. His arms were wrapping around her.
She moved up and pressed her lips against his.
	When the kiss broke, he said, "I don't think I've ever had a more pleasant
wakeup call."
	"It's only going to get more pleasant, you know." She let her hand slide
downward, until she grasped his manhood, stroking it and caressing it,
moving her hand up and down. . .
	He let out a deep groan of pleasure. "And to think that until tonight, you
were a virgin. . ."
	"I learn fast."
	He kissed her again, then rolled them over so that he was on top. He
kissed her neck, moving down to her breasts. His mouth closed on a nipple
and he sucked hungrily, and she writhed, her head tilting back, her mouth
open in an almost perfect "O." He lifted his head only long enough to move
to the other one, as his fingers probed between her thighs, finding and
stroking the center of her being. She let out a long, low moan, her fingers
clutching at the sheets, balling them up tightly as he pleasured her. She
felt an urge to give them both pleasure at once, but without penetrating -
yet.
	She rolled him on his back again and straddled him, so his sex was pressed
against the outside of her womanhood. She began to move her hips, so his
length slid along her petals and kissed her passion-swollen jewel. Both of
them groaned. Slowly, she moved back and forth, making sure that he would
not slip into her. She looked down at his face, and saw that his eyes were
closed, his lips were parted, he was breaking out in a sweat.
	It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life.
	She began to pick up speed, rubbing faster and faster, feeling the
delicious sensations from the friction on her most sensitive spot. She felt
his manhood twitch with pure desire. . .and then he groaned, "Serenity. .
.please. . ."
	She knew what he meant. She slid upward, then impaled herself on his
manhood. Both of them cried out at the most intimate of contacts. As she
moved up and down on him, his hands came up to her breasts, stroking the
nipples, gently pinching them, rubbing them with his thumbs, making her
groan deeply. Suddenly, there was a flashpoint of joy within her, and she
cried out as her body shook with the climax. When her spasms faded, she saw
that he still needed release, and she pumped harder and faster, encouraging
him to find fulfillment. When he cried out his climax, she felt an
answering orgasm beginning within herself, and she yelled his name as her
body shook with ecstasy.
	She fell over on his chest, totally spent. He kissed her forehead, nose
and cheeks gently, then rolled them over so they were lying side-by-side,
in each other's  arms. He stroked her hair, and whispered,  "Thank you for
a beautiful evening, my queen."
	But she did not answer, for she had drifted off into a beautiful, blissful
sleep, a smile playing at her lips.
	Zeus looked at her, trying to keep out the dark thoughts that were
crowding his mind. How could he tell her his biggest secret, the terrible
secret he'd hidden from her for too long? She would *really* be upset now
if she knew. . .
	I'll think about it in the morning, he thought, as he snuggled closer to
her and went to sleep, knowing that he would awake in his normal feline
form, that this wonderful night they'd shared could never happen again.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I am honored to have been commisioned by Artemis and Luna
to participate in the "Circles of Time" project. This ambitious and unique
story cycle will reach from the Silver Millenium to Crystal Tokyo, and a
lot of great writers are working on it.

Queen Serenity was created by Naoko Takeuchi, Zeus by Artemis and Luna.
These characters ain't mine, I'm just borrowing them for a little while.