WINDOW SHOPPING
A Sailor Moon Sekkushiaru Roman

by Sailor Mac
	"Is that the new super-duper-mega-store?"
	Serena paused in front of the large, new building around the corner from
the arcade. Colorful "Grand Opening" banners were hung all over it, and a
large stream of people was moving in and out.
	"Sure looks like it," Darien said. "You couldn't turn on the TV or radio
over the past few weeks without running into a commercial for this place. .
."
	"What's supposed to be the big deal, anyway?"
	"Well, they're supposed to have. . .everything. Like the commercial said,
'the ultimate in one-stop shopping'. . ."
	The couple moved up to the front display window and peered at the
merchandise spread out within, their breath steaming up the glass in the
frosty air.
	"Well, it sure looks like they have a wide selection, all right," he said.
"Cameras, clothes, household products, even food. . ."
	Serena was particularly interested in the latter. Her eye wandered over a
shelf of gourmet ice cream toppings. . .
	"Mmm," she said. "Butterscotch. . ."
	"Bet that would taste good on vanilla ice cream, wouldn't it?"
	And suddenly, her imagination began running a mile a minute. Oh, it would
taste good on something, all right. But not necessarily ice cream. . .
	"I can think of other things to put it on," she whispered.
	"Like what?"
	"Mmmm. . .a hot Muffin." She snuggled close to him, put her lips to his
ear, and whispered, "I'm imagining you lying flat on your back on the bed.
. .naked. . .and I come in with the jar of sauce. . .I warmed it up in the
microwave, not hot enough to burn, but just hot enough to feel really warm
and good. . .and then I kiss you, really hard, and slide my tongue into
your mouth. . .and I pour some of the butterscotch onto your chest. . ."
	His breath seemed to be coming faster. . .and despite the cold air, he was
feeling warm. . . "Keep going," he whispered.
	"I bend over. . .and it's right on your nipple. . .I start licking the
butterscotch, real, real slow. . .and it tastes so sweet, so sweet and
good. . .and I take the nipple in my mouth and suck. . .I want every drop.
. .every luscious drop. . ."
	"Ooohhh. . .oh, you minx," he whispered hoarsely.
	"And I pour it over your stomach. . .a thin trail. . .and I lick down it,
real, real slow. . .you taste sooo good. . .then I get down to the bottom.
. .and there it is. I pour the sauce on it. . ."
	He stifled a loud moan.
	"And then I lick it slowly, reeeaaal slowly. . .I want to make it last. .
.you taste delicious. . .Oh, baby, I run my tongue up and down it, and I
make little swirls, and I kiss it here and there. . .and I take it in my
lips and start to suck. . .it's so, so delicious. . .much more than ice
cream. . .I move my head faster and faster. . .I feel you start to tense. .
.oh, Darien, you're almost there. . ."
	Oh, Gods, thought Darien, I think I'm going to be in a publicly
embarrassing situation here. . .Slowly, he moved away from Serena, moving
on to another display window. . .but his body was still on fire. Everything
he saw stirred naughty fantasies in him. . .
	Okay, you minx, he thought. Two can play at this game. . .
	"Serena," he whispered, "I think I'm going to go in and buy that feather
duster there."
	"Feather duster? Why on earth would you want to buy that?"
	"Mmmm. . .because I'm imagining what I could do with it. . .if I had you
lying naked in front of me. . .I pick up the feather duster and brush it
very lightly over your lips. . .just enough for you to feel it. . .and then
over your neck. . .and then down your arm, slowly, slowly. . .then back up
again. . .and over your chest. . .oh, darling, your breasts are so
beautiful. . .let me pleasure them. . .I swirl the duster around on the
outer part of your left breast. . .and move it in. . .by inches. . .and
then I touch it to your nipple, and I feel you shudder. . .oh, yes, Serena.
. .I brush the feathers back and forth over it, back and forth, and I watch
your nipple get really hard. . .I slide the duster across your chest, to
your other breast. . .and then I touch it to your other nipple, just a
light touch. . .and I start brushing it harder and faster. . ."
	She let out a sigh. "Oooh. . .oh, Darien. . ."
	"And I take it away, and I hear you make a small noise of protest. .
.don't worry, darling, the best is get to come. . .I push your legs apart.
. .and I start to brush it over your petals. . .oh, yes, baby, I can hear
you moaning, I know how much you love that. . .your hips are moving, and
you're grinding yourself against the feathers. . .yes, yes, keep doing
that, baby, I want to see you come. . ."
	Now, it was Serena's turn to pull away from her lover, flushed, panting
and sweating. I'm going to get revenge on him for this, she thought. . .
	She happened to spy a package of fruit roll-ups, those sheets of gummy
fruit-flavored candy. . .
	"Love," she whispered, "how about trying a different kind of condom? I can
imagine myself getting on my knees with one of these things. . .and I take
you in my hand, and start to wrap it around you. . .it molds itself to your
skin quite nicely. . .but this looks so delicious, it's a shame not to eat
it. . ."
	"And I take another one of them out of the package," he whispered, "and I
get into 'counting lesson' position. . .I stretch it over your petals and
your jewel. . .and then I start to lick. . .I'm licking all over, Serena, I
can't get enough. . .it's so good. . ."
	"Oh, Darien. . .I'm sucking you. . .the fruit tastes good, but better when
I'm tasting you with it. . .I love how you fill my mouth. . ."
	"And you're so luscious. . .so soft. . .so sweet. . .I'm licking and
licking at your entrance, I want to lick away the candy so I can put my
tongue inside you. . .and I can't do enough for you, my love. . .and. .
.and. . ."
	He broke off. They started at each other for a second. . .both thinking
the same thing . .
	"Oh, GODS, baby. . .let's get out of here!" he said.
	They ran for his car, hand-in-hand. When they got inside, they kissed
fiercely, frantically, their mouths moving urgently against each other. .
.He broke from her, thinking that if he got any more aroused he would
explode, and gunned the engine, taking off with a screech. He broke speed
limits all the way back to his apartment building.
	In the elevator, they went for each other again, kissing, their hands
moving over each other's bodies. . .When it stopped, they unzipped jackets,
unsnapped pants, unbuttoned shirts as they ran. . .
	They knew they weren't going to make it to the bedroom. As soon as the
door shut behind them, they were in each other's arms, and her hand was in
his pocket, frantically searching for the rubber in his wallet, and their
tongues were tangling and stroking. . .
	He yanked off her blouse, she did the same for his shirt. Their pants
fell, her bra, his boxers, their socks and shoes. . .She dropped to her
knees, her fingers shaking as she put on the condom. . .He collapsed into a
chair, grabbed her and lifted her onto his manhood, impaling her right
away. Neither needed any more preamble. . .they just needed to come. His
fingers stroked her nipples as her hips began to pump, pump, pump, seeking
the fulfillment she needed, oh Gods did she need it. . .she leaned forward,
so he could stimulate her jewel, oh yes oh yes oh YES. . .
	"AAAAHHHH!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!! DARIEN. . .I'M COMING!!!"
	"SERENA. . .OHHH, BABY. . .AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
	She collapsed on top of him, both of them clinging to each other,
shuddering. . .
	Finally, she kissed his neck, whispering, "Well, *that* was a good
shopping trip, wasn't it?"
	His arms came around her, holding her closer. "It sure was. . .I never got
so much out of just window shopping."
	She yawned. "Later on, Muffin, I want to go back there. . ."
	He picked her up and carried her toward the bedroom, where he laid her
gently on the bed. "Why, love?"
	As she drifted off to sleep, she said, "Oh, just to pick up some. . .fruit
roll-ups. . ."


AUTHOR'S NOTES: Cheesy women's magazines are a lemon writer's best friend.
This story was inspired by something I read in one such publication. . .one
of those "Readers Confess Their Real-Life Wild Nights!" type ofthings. In
the original article, the couple was window shopping at a sex toy and
lingerie store. . .I thought imagining extraordinary uses for ordinary
objects would be more. . .creative. ^_~

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