Flau was sitting cross legged on the floor in front of her, staring up in rapt attention as Morga recounted her dealings as a mortal woman. "They have this thing called sleep," Morga said, and Flau's eyes fluttered with what Morga now recognised as transparent lust. Yes, that's right. Let those pleasant feelings fill you up, drown in them like never before. "It's rather nice. They use it to let their bodies relax and their minds recharge."
"Sounds awful," Flau sighed.
"It's not," Morga tsked. "After a hard day of work, it's extremely pleasant." She grinned. The youma was hooked now. Her defenses were lowered, which would mean it would be easier for Morga to quickly turn this situation around. Even though she was still bound wrist and ankles, all she needed was that pendant... "But I'm sure you find that quite boring, don't you?"
"No, no! Not at all!" Flau suddenly insisted. She began to rub her thighs with her hands, as though she was uncertain what to do with them but desperately needed to rub <i>something</i>. "P-please tell me more! It's all quite fascinating!"
"I'm not sure I believe you," Morga sighed. "You're just trying to trick me into revealing something, you don't really love learning about humans at all do you?"
"No, I do!" Flau whined, how uncharacteristic of a youma.
"You do what?"
"I love learning about humans!"
Got you. The pendant was glowing, and Flau's lust was being channelled into a slightly more useful direction. Oh sure, she could reduce Flau to a hot mess just by talking about her experiences at being human, but now the field was much wider.
"Very well then," Morga said. "You have convinced me. To start with, let me tell you all about an invention they have called a 'kiss'." Flau's ears perked up, and Morga pouted her lips. "It's all to do with their mouths, you see. They press them together, and it feels... Words cannot describe."
Flau seemed hesitant, but she ran her youma tongue across her youma lips, staring intensely at Morga's mouth. So she dabbed her own tongue out, as far as it could go, and made an exaggerated smacking sound that made Flau shudder on the floor.
"If this is a trick..."
"No trick," Morga said. "My hands can't budge an inch. I can't do anything to resist you, anything to fight you." Ah, that's right. Youma were inherently dominant anyway, weren't they? "Besides which, I would never want to kiss a youma, it would be totally - "
Divine. Flau had interrupted when she suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Morga's jaw and made a strong attempt to suck the soul out of her body. The former youma could taste the lust swirling around in her mouth and, oh, it was so sweet. Eventually the youma let her come up for air, and her eyes were bleary, glazed over, lost in the moment.
"You would love to let me go," Morga whispered. The pendant was dangling right in front of her face. She whispered into it, and it started to glow. She punctuated the command with a kiss to Flau's neck. "You would love to do as I command," another kiss.
"Nnno, no, I wouldn't!" Flau insisted, but her body language contradicted her. She writhed in delightful agony, the very idea conflicting with her instructions. "I'd be punished by Master Jedite!"
"You love being punished by Master Jedite," Morga whispered again, smiling and knowing that she had her exactly where she wanted her. Just a little more of a push, and then she'd have her very own pet youma to boss around...
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A little outside that storage closet, Sailor Mars was in a tense confrontation with a strange man who was holding a pretty redhead hostage. Or... Was he? The man leaned down to kiss the top of the girl's head. An accomplice of some kind?
"Let the girl go," Mars insisted.
"So that you can attack me freely? No, and besides which the poor dear needs my... help to stay upright. Don't you Naru?"
"Mmhmm..." the girl, Naru sleepily answered snuggling up next to him. Magic, definitely under some kind of spell. Mars got an ofuda at the ready. Maybe she could snap the girl out of it, somehow?
"Of course, even without her I could easily defeat the likes of you by myself," the man said. "Still, to be on the safe side..." he lifted his hand and snapped his fingers. "Having access to mind control powers is, quite frankly, a massive timesaver!"
Suddenly people began to lurch out of offices, eyes totally glazed over and stumbling across towards Sailor Mars. Oh no, this was a terrible outcome! She didn't have nearly enough ofuda to properly deal with all of them! She backed off, feeling desperation swelling up within her. But also determination! An overweight balding man lunged at her, and she immediately slapped an ofuda on his head. It caused electricity to spark, then burned away leaving him collapsed, unconscious onto the floor. But her arm was quickly seized by the next closest, forcing her to use her off hand to tag that one - except that now she was open to her legs being seized by an especially grabby cleaning lady!
"Get off me!" she yelled. "Let go!" She struggled, kicked and thrashed. To no avail, or so little it might as well be none. They were everywhere, coming from all angles leaving her no place to run, no place to hide and if she did try to attack these brainwashed innocents, she'd leave herself open to attack from another angle entirely!
Then the storage room opened and one of those weird women walked out, rubbing at her wrists. "Phew, I didn't actually think that would work..." she sighed. "Now, I'd better find Naru before -"
She stopped at the sight of the horde grabbing Mars in the corridor, smiled at them all and then closed the door again.
"Oh, Flau you couldn't even manage something that simple?" the man sighed. He started to walk off with the girl in tow. "Grab her," he commanded. "Then take the pendant to me so I may properly analyse it."
Ah, but this was a critical error: The mob's attention was split, now! Half of them were heading off towards the closet, while the others were keeping hold of her! This new form seemed to give her much greater strength than before, meaning she was able to twist herself free from the few that were now holding onto her and turn her attention to the rest of the group!
"Out of my way!" she yelled, pushing herself through the crowd as they scrambled towards the storage room door. "Let me through. That pendant is the key to this, and I need to find out why that guy is so completely obsessed with -"
"You love foiling the Dark Kingdom's plans!" yelled the woman holding the pendant. The other woman was on the floor, sighing, and caressing her leg. Mars blinked. Mars squirmed. The brainwashed horde didn't so much as bat an eye. "Oh... Whoops? I thought you might be Jedite... Ah, I suppose that still works?"
"That - that's okay," Mars said, still feeling funny for some reason. "Come on, we need to capture that guy right away!" Yes, capture him right away. The thought of capturing him made her feel oh so good all of a sudden, tingly all over. She should tie him up. Bind his hands and feet to keep him from doing any more naughty and wicked things. She should berate him for being part of that wicked Dark Kingdom. She should dig her heels into his back, make him beg for the chance to kiss her feet...
Oh yes, there was no doubt about it. This would not distract her at all, not in the least little bit.
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This is normally where Sailor Moon would charge in to save the day with a well placed purification attack. That is how this kind of thing usually goes, right? Normally, yes. But right now Usagi was doing something more important: Learning exactly how awesome sex was.
This guy, right here? He got her. He understood her and he looked so hot dressed up like a superhero. Just like she did! She lay naked across his chest, neither of them wearing anything other than a goofy mask that barely covered their eyes, never mind acting as a disguise, and she ran her finger in a figure of eight across his abs.
"So how about it stud?" she teasingly asked, barely restraining a girlish giggle. "Wanna go save some innocents?" Ooh, the very idea was making her wet again! She loved being a superhero! Which of course meant she lusted after it. After indulging in so much of the pendant's perverse power for so long
"Sounds like fun," Mamoru answered, his own voice dripping with lust, and why not when his hands took a rough journey down her smooth skin and pleasant curves. "The Mysterious Masked Usagi must patrol at night. Mmf, it's so hot seeing you save people!"
She trailed off then rolled out of bed. On instinct she tried to use the bedsheet to cover herself - but then dropped it to let him see her as much as he wanted. His eyes drank her in quite eagerly, and she enjoyed the attention she was getting from him. Although there was one thing she would definitely enjoy a lot more!
"Onwards!" Usagi cried while adjusting her mask and winking a naughty wink at Mamoru. "People are in need of saving and we're the ones to do it!"
- For some reason the pair winds up at the radio station.
- Actually, she encounters a whole other youma plot.
- Sailor Mars struggles with her newfound fetish for foiling the Dark Kingdom.
- Jedite tries to figure out how to get his hands on that powerful pendant.
- Something else
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