Sailor Moon V
                                       *
                               Tales Of The Night


(Author's Note: While this series is based on my original "Sailor Moon V * The
  Dark Adventures Of The Sailor Scouts" series, and while it is possible to
  incorporate these episodes into SMV*DA, this is not the case.  SMV*TN is to
  be considered, for all intents and practical purposes, a separate series
  from SMV*DA.)

                                  Episode One
                                       *
                                  Mina & Maze


     Mina closed the door behind her and quietly locked the door, making sure
she didn't distract the room's occupant from his nightly exercise routine.  She
paused for a moment to admire the way his muscles moved as he carefully ran his
body through a rugged series of movements that often made other people sore
just by watching.
     She counted the number of push-ups he did and lost count around sixty or
so.  And to think how badly I hurt after half of that, she thought with a mild
shiver as she made her way towards the bathroom.  She had almost reached the
sanctity of the ventilated bathroom when the smell of inhuman sweat wafted
across her path.
     Ick, she thought dourly as she wrinkled her nose.  At least I can never
remember smelling THAT bad before.  She quickly crossed the reminaing distance
and almost tripped over the waterproof floor mat in her haste to get to the
ventilating fan switch.
     "That bad, eh?" Maze grunted as he started in on his last series of muscle
straining exercises.
     "Remember what I said about barbecued roadkill smelling bad?" she replied
as she held a bar of scented soap under her nose.  She received a grunt in
reply and she added, "Trust me, you smell worse."
     He waited until he had finished the last one-armed push-up before he half-
collapsed on the floor and looked up at her.  "I love you, too," he grunted.
     She smiled impishly and tried not to inhale too deeply.  "I know you do,"
she said knowingly.
     He glared at her for three seconds before he shook his head and started
looking around for his towel.  "You make me wonder some days," he said.
     She shrugged.  "And?"
     He sighed, feeling every bit as trapped as he really was by his feelings
for her.  "Oh, hush," he said as he located the dark gray towel.  He picked it
up and started mopping the sweat off of his forehead.
     She smiled sweetly.  "Make me."  She watched as he rose to his feet and
quickly crossed the room in four seconds, leaving an unholy trail of sweat
drops behind him.  The smell reached her before he did and the smile slid off
of her face.  "Umm, okay, already, that's close enough...."
     "Tough," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a deep
kiss that lasted for several seconds.
     She yielded to him for as long as it took for her nose to start burning at
the really close contact with denizen sweat glands working overtime.  She made
a soft sound and tried to pull away from him.  "Okay, you made your point," she
managed to say without trying to pinch her nose shut.  "Now get your smelly
ptanka into the shower before the wallpaper starts peeling off."
     He chuckled and gave her a brief kiss before he moved past her into the
back part of the bathroom.  "Here's a thought," he said as he stripped off his
sweatpants, "You want to join me?"
     She blinked as she thought about the idea.  They hadn't taken a shower
together in awhile, but that was only because he had spent a month complaining
about the water she accidentally splashed up his nose.  "Sure you can handle
it this time?" she said with a giggle.
     "Provided you let me hold the showerhead, yes," came the tart reply.
     She smiled and closed the bathroom door, dialing up the ventilation fan to
maximum as she did so.  "Deal," she said as she got out two pairs of towels and
the bottle of shampoo she used for her long blonde hair.  "Although if I wind
up with water in my nose this time, we are going to have to sit down and figure
out who's doing what wrong."
     "That shouldn't be too hard," he commented as he removed his sweat-soaked
boxer shorts.
     "What, getting water up my nose?" she asked as she unbuttoned her blouse.
     "That too," he said with an evil grin.  "You mind if I do a quick rinse
first?"
     She made a gesture with her blouse.  "By all means."
     He shrugged.  "Never hurts to ask," he said as he stepped into the shower
and turned on the cold water.  "Ay'cha navidshi!"
     She blinked at the profanity as the cold water splashed across his body.
"That was brillant.  Why'd you do that?" she asked as she unfastened her skirt
and let it fall to the floor.
     "Coolant," he growled back as he quickly rubbed his body with a washcloth,
still using cold water only.  "Trust me, I'll add some heat in a bit, but I
want to dump my body's excess heat first."
     She shrugged.  "As long as you know what you're doing," she said as she
unclasped her bra.  And as long as I don't freeze my butt off, either, she
thought silently.  "Out of curiosity...."
     "So what else is new?" he interrupted.
     "Ahem," she said as she stripped off her panties.  "As I was saying, what
dialect was that in, anyway?  I'm having trouble keeping them straight."
     "Southern Flatland, same as Tolaris's native accent," he said, the chill
of the water starting to show in his voice.  "Okay, time for some warmth now,"
he said as he twisted the warm water knob.
     Mina grabbed the bottle of shampoo and made her way over to the edge of
the shower.  "How warm is it?" she asked.
     He stuck his head out of the shower curtain, glanced at her nude body, and
gave her an evil grin.  "Just a second and I'll show you...." he said as he
took the showerhead off of the hook.
     "Hey, what are you....  HEY!" she yelled as he thumbed the pressure up to
the highest setting and aimed the showerhead in her direction.  The result was
predictable, if not messy.
     "How's that?" he asked innocently as he reduced the pressure and set the
showerhead back on the hook.
     "That'll work," she said through gritted teeth as she dripped a sizable
amount of water onto the floor.
     "My, you looked like a drowned rakketh," he commented as he made room for
her in the shower.
     "Better to look like one than to smell like one," she growled as she
stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed behind her.
     "Perhaps," he said as he stepped aside to allow the stream of warm water
to rain down upon her.
     She handed him the bottle as she took a step forward and did a quick
pirouette to allow the water to completely drench her.  "Oooh, this is warm,"
she cooed as she did a second, slower pirouette.
     "A little hot water does wonders for the body and soul," he said softly as
he took a step toward her and kissed her shoulder.  "So who's first?"
     "You are," she said as she reached for the bar of soap.  "Granted that
rinse did wonders for the smell, but you're still a little ripe up close."
     He grunted softly as he stepped under the stream of water for a brief
moment before he angled the showerhead off to one side.  "I thought I had read
somewhere that some human women find the smell of a good workout sexy."
     She giggled.  "It is, sort of.  Just as long as it's not powerful enough
to stun an ox at twenty paces."
     "Well...."
     She giggled again as she rubbed the bar of soap across his back briefly
before she started working up a good lather.  She let out a small sigh at the
feel of his muscles beneath her fingertips, still tight from their workout but
still incredibly powerful.
     He blinked as he heard her made a soft sound behind him.  "Problem, love?"
     "Of course not," she replied.  "I'm just drooling over your muscles."
     He laughed softly.  "Just make sure to wipe it off when you rinse them."
     "Ahem," she said as she squeezed his shoulders.  She blinked as she first
thought she had mistakenly grabbed a pair of rocks before realizing that his
shoulder muscles were really tensed up.  "Whoa, you alright?"
     He blinked.  "Of course.  Why do you ask?"
     "Your shoulder muscles feel like they're made out of granite."
     He flexed his shoulders and blinked at the sudden stiffness.  "Mmmm, maybe
I was a little overzealous tonight," he admitted.
     "Want a backrub later?" she offered.
     He laughed softly for a moment.  "Why not now?" he said quietly.
     "Because it works much better when you're lying down," she replied.
     He shrugged and immediately regretted it.  "Ow.  That makes sense."
     "Mmm.... You sound like you need one now," she said slowly as her mind
spun up a certain set of mental gears.
     Maze blinked as he swore he could hear her mind operating.  "Should I ask
what you have in mind?"  He blinked again as he could hear the smile in her
voice as she replied.
     "Well, I was just thinking.... If we put the shower on hold for now, I
could work out the tension for you, and since I tend to work up a minor sweat
myself when I do that, we can then resume our shower and both get clean."
     He thought about her plan for a few moments, sensing something was amiss.
His mind spun up a few gears of his own and took another look at her plan.  A
smile tugged at the corners of his lips when things suddenly made sense.
     "Well, if you put it that way," he said slowly as he shut off both water
valves, "I don't see why not."
     She sighed as she reached past him and turned the water back on.  "Maybe
because you're still covered with soap?" she suggested.
     "Oops...." he said sheepishly as he quickly rinsed the soap off of his
neck and back.  He made sure he had gotten rid of all of the suds before he
turned the water off again.
     They stepped out of the shower and Maze reached for a towel.  He blinked
when Mina plucked it out of his grasp and gave him an impish grin.  "Don't dry
off just yet," she said as she stood up on her tip-toes to give him a kiss
before she took a step back and looked at him admiringly.
     The Dragoon lieutenant was only five-foot-nine and didn't appear to be
overly endowed with bulging muscles, but Mina knew better.  Ami had somehow
managed to convince Tolaris to hold still for three hours while her computer
did a detailed scan of his muscle structure.  The result was the knowledge
that, while denizen muscles tended to be smaller, they were more powerful than
human muscles.
     Her eyes briefly glanced over his spiky purple hair, remembering the one
time he had let her try to cut it.  They had made up a week later, but he had
since then refused to let her come close to him with a pair of scissors.
     She glanced up into his tan eyes and saw the half-smile starting to gleam
in them.  The corners of her mouth twitched into a smile and a faint blush
spread across her cheeks.  So he knows what I'm up to, she thought.  Good.
     Her gaze wandered down across his body, taking notes of the faint curves
of his chest muscles, made more visible by the absence of chest hair.  She
paused for a moment when a thought occured to her.
     "Umm, forgive me for not noticing this earlier, dear, but you don't quite
have much in the way of body hair, do you?" she asked as she quickly looked him
over for any hair that wasn't located on his head or groin.
     He chuckled.  "Nope.  Very few denizens do, actually, and the only place
females have them is on their heads."
     She blinked at that.  "No pubic hair?"
     "Not a strand, and believe me, I've seen quite a few females."
     "So I've heard," she said neutrally.
     He flushed a medium shade of green at her comment.  "We've discussed that
before, Mina...."
     "Yes, I know," she said as she resumed her study of his body.  "Not that
there's anything I can do about the past, but you don't have to remind me."
     He said nothing as he watched her gaze wander across his body and he found
himself doing the same to her.  Her waist-length blonde hair was a bit of a
mess from being soaked, but he still found it quite attractive.
     He smiled as her blue eyes glanced up briefly to give him a curious look.
Always curiosity, he thought.  He knew her eyes were capable of expressing
other emotions, but it seemed to him that they almost always burned with her
insatable sense of curiosity.
     His gaze tracked lower to the soft curves of her breasts.  He hadn't been
lying about his past experiences with women, and as such had seen a great many
bare breasts in his time.  But hers are just the perfect size, he thought as
he studied her soft coral-pink nipples.  Not too large, not too small, just the
right amount of softness to them....
     She smiled when she first noticed his gaze on her breasts, and then as she
noticed him start to become aroused.  She had no clue as to how close to a
'perfect size' his manhood was, but it was enough for her.  The sparseness of
his tan pubic hair contradicted with everything she knew about biology, but she
had long ago written that off as a stereotype.
     "Do you have a problem?" she asked impishly as she saw his face turn a
light shade of green with his embarrasment.
     "Of course not," he said with a half-smile.
     "Looks like it to me," she said as she stepped close to him, one hand
rubbing his shoulder while the other reaching down to caress him intimately.
Her smile widened as she felt him harden beneath her touch.  "Just something
else to work the stiffness out of later."
     Ouch, he thought at the pun.  "Is this where I say something about that
Earth expression about having your work cut out for you?" he said cautiously.
     Her eyes twinkled.  "Well, since you put it that way, I do have a dagger
I could use...."
     "I.... think I mistranlated that Earth phrase, then," he said hastily.
     She laughed as she gave him a deep kiss, her tongue gently teasing his
lips and making his hormone problem worse.  "You know I wouldn't even dream of
doing that to you...."
     He coughed lightly.  "Umm, remember that incident with the ice cube?"
     She thought about it for a moment.  "Well, now that you mention it...."
     "I'll pass, thanks."
     She giggled and kissed him again.  "I think it's time we got that shoulder
muscle of yours taken care of," she said as she walked over to the bathroom
door and opened it.  She shivered as the heated air inside the bathroom flowed
out, letting the cooler air from the bedroom in.
     "Which muscle?" he inquired as he followed her out and towards the bed,
both of them dripping a small amount of water as they went.  "They both hurt
now...."
     She sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him.  "Hurt or sore?"
     He rotated his shoulders briefly and grimaced.  "Hurt now.  I think the
cold water might have kinked something."
     She glanced down at his noticable state of arousal.  "Just between you and
me, I think your shoulders take priority over your hormones," she said with a
faint grin.
     He smirked as he laid down on his stomach.  "No argument there.  For now,
at least," he added with an evil grin.
     She raised her eyebrow at him.  "Uh huh...." she said as she straddled his
back and carefully poked at his shoulder with a finger.  "Mmm, solid as a rock.
Any suggestions?"
     "Massaging it usually helps," he said dryly.
     "Technique-wise," she said just as dryly.
     He shrugged and grunted.  "Mmm.  Just try rubbing it at first to get a
feel for what the problem is, then take it from there."
     "Okay," she said as she leaned forward and gently started to rub the
muscle in small, circular motions.  She immediately found a small spot in the
muscle that was harder than the rest.  And what have we here? she thought as
she put a slight amount of pressure on the knot.
     There was a deep popping sound as the muscle abruptly unkinked itself and
Maze twitched like he had been electrocuted.  He spat out a lengthy string of
curse words in an obscure denizen dialect as he waited for the wave of pain to
diminish to a tolerable level.
     "I take it that hurt?" she asked in a small voice.
     "Like being shot with a crossbow," he said.  "The pain's going away, so
just give me a minute."
     She tenatively poked at his shoulder and blinked when she could feel a
vast improvement in muscle relaxation.  She started to massage the muscle and
blinked again at Maze's heavy sigh of relaxation.
     "Ahhhh, that's much better," he sighed.
     "That's good.  Umm, I take it you've been shot with a crossbow before?"
     He grunted.  "Unfortunately."
     She let her free hand wander across the smoothness of his back.  "Which
scar was that one?" she asked as she traced the outlines of a few scars.  She
blinked when she could feel the sudden heat radiate from his neck.
     "Umm, I sort of got shot in the butt," he muttered as the coloring on his
neck turned as dark green as his blood.
     "Ooh, so that's what this scar is," she said as she ran her hand along his
buttocks, causing him to jump slightly.  "And I thought you used the bathroom
like everyone else."
     "Very funny," he said acidly.  "Took me a month to do just that after I
had the 'bolt dug out of my ptanka."
     Mina blanched at the image.  "Ick, that's a cheerful thought."
     "Almost as cheerful as what Tolaris had to go through.  Three months
before he was able to piss straight.  Lovely things, plasma strikes," he said
darkly.
     "So I've heard," she said as she started poking at his other shoulder.
She blinked when she found an almost identical kink in the muscle.  "Umm, I'm
ready to pop your other shoulder, if you're ready...."
     He sighed and steeled himself.  "Go for it."
     She applied the same amount of pressure as the last time and again the
muscle let loose with a hideous popping sound before relaxing.  She decided to
wait until he finished cussing before starting to work the last bit of tension
out of his muscle.
     "Mmm, I think that did the job," he sighed.
     "That one, at least," she said.  "Any other problems with stiff joints?"
     He twisted his head to look at her.  "Bad phrasing."
     She thought about it for a moment before a blush spread across her face.
"Oops, looks like Sigmund Freud slipped here," she said with a sheepish grin.
Her eyes went wide as he suddenly rolled over in place, his body twisting
beneath hers until he was lying on his back with her straddling his waist.
     "Besides, I don't have any other problem," he said with a grin.
     She glanced down and saw that he had indeed calmed down.  She glanced up
with a mischievous look in her eyes as she shifted backwards, letting her body
slide across his intimately.
     "Liar," she said sweetly as she felt him stir against her.
     He reached out and grasped her shoulder, pulling her down to him.  "You
are a very naughty girl," he murmured as he kissed her, his other hand rubbing
the base of her neck.
     "And you have a problem with that?" she teased as she moved her hips in a
small circle, letting her light gray pubic hair brush against his manhood.
     "Give me a few seconds, and I'm sure I can come up with one...."  He
thought about what he had just said and closed his eyes with a soft grunt.
Mina, for her part, let her head smack into his chest with a heavy sigh.
     "That was awful," she groaned.
     He smirked.  "My puns may be bad, but my poetry is verse," he offered.
     She looked up and glared at him.  "Keep it up and you'll be sleeping alone
tonight," she said darkly.  She blinked as her accidental pun hit her and she
closed her eyes.  "Oh, god...." she moaned.
     The Dragoon just chuckled.  "Any bets that it's going to be one of those
nights?"
     "I've heard about you and bettings pools," she said sourly.  "I'll pass,
thanks."
     Maze frowned.  "Who told you what?"
     "No one in particular about a pool on when Tolaris would go on vacation."
     He thought about who it could have been and shrugged when he realized that
it could have been any of the denizens on Earth.  "No matter."
     She looked up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.  "Speaking of matters,"
she said slowly as her hand traced a line from his throat down to his crotch.
"What ever shall we do with this?" she said with a gentle squeeze.
     "I don't know, you tell me...." he said quietly.
     "Mmm...." she said as she slid off of him, giving her a better position
to toy with his manhood.  "What haven't we done in awhile?"
     He blinked at the question.  "Umm.... I, uh, don't quite keep accurate
tabs on matters like that...." he said slowly.
     She raised a slender eyebrow at him.  "You don't, eh?"  She received a
hapless shrug in return and she pondered the matter, still teasing him with a
gentle touch.  "I thought I did, but now that I think about it, pleasure is
pleasure, right?"
     "That's been my attitude for the past, oh, three centuries," he said as
he reached out and caressed her breasts.
     She sighed and moved closer to him, allowing him to use both hands to
gently tease her into further arousal.  "So I guess tonight is going to boil
down to who wants to do what, eh?" she purred softly as her nipples hardened
under his touch.
     "Isn't that always the case?" he murmured as he sat up and brought his
lips to her breast.  His tongue flicked across her nipple briefly before he
captured it with his lips and began to tease it.
     "Not always...." she breathed softly, her eyes closed at the sensation.
     "What do you mean?" he asked as he kissed his way across her chest and
started toying with her other nipple.
     "Some.... sometimes we do what you.... want, sometimes it's.... god....
what I want...." she whispered, thoroughly enjoying his attentions.
     "And what do you want tonight?" he murmurred.
     She tightened her grasp on his hardness and let out a soft moan.  "What I
want is a matter of timing...."
     He grunted silently.  Simultaneous orgasms, eh? he thought as he continued
to tease her breasts.  Tricky affair, that one.  Got to be done just right....
He looked up at her as she made a soft sound.
     "I can hear what you're thinking," she said as she started massaging his
manhood with her fingertips.  "Trying to plan out a time schedule, right?"
     Maze had the grace to look abashed.  "Well.... yes...."
     She giggled.  "I think I might have one in mind...." she murmured.
     He kissed his way up to her throat.  "I'm open to suggestions."
     "I start with you, and then you can work on me while you rest, and then
we can try it together," she said as she ran her tongue around the rim of his
ear.
     He gave it all of a half-second's worth of consideration.  "I don't see
any problem with that...." he said softly as he kissed her.
     She kissed him back, her tongue sliding between his lips to brush across
his tongue.  He made a low noise in his throat as he carefully captured it
between his teeth while fencing back with his tongue.
     She moaned softly and withdrew, kissing the hollow of his throat while her
hands continued to massage his manhood.  "Somehow I knew you wouldn't...." she
whispered as her tongue traced the curves of his chest muscles.
     He sighed and laid back, his hands still massaging the softness of her
breasts.  He began to gently pinch her nipples as she kissed her way lower,
causing her to moan with pleasure.  Her hand came up to brush against his while
her other hand continued to tease his hardness with increasing passion.
     He blinked as she suddenly leaned forward and held his manhood between the
soft globes of her breasts, trapping it in their warmth.  She rocked back and
forth for a few moments, causing them both to enjoy the strange sensation of
hard flesh rubbing against ultrasoft flesh.
     She made a low moan in her throat as she moved back and planted a kiss on
the tip of his manhood.  Her tongue came out to flick across the tip for a
brief moment before she tilted her head to run it along the length of his
hardness.  A soft smile came to her lips as she heard Maze's breathing change
from slow and steady to deep and ragged within moments.
     She felt his fingers start to knead the flesh of her shoulders, rubbing
and squeezing with caution but also with anticipation.  She laughed quietly as
she continued to tease him with her tongue before slowly working her way back
up to the tip.
     "Problem?" she whispered when she glanced up and noticed how pale he had
become within the past two minutes.  I know most of his blood is elsewhere, but
he should still have some color left.... she thought.
     "You..are..a..wicked..tease..Mina...." he breathed slowly.
     Everything normal, she thought as she turned her attention back to her
work.  She kissed the tip of his hardness again, this time letting her lips
linger on the head before slowly sliding down the length of his shaft.  She
paused halfway down and reversed her motion, slowly coming back up until she
had just the tip of him between her lips.
     She felt his fingers tighten on her shoulders and she made a rough guess
as to how much he would be able to handle.  She repeated her earlier motions
and was rewarded with a deep sigh from the Dragoon.  Not long, she thought with
a mental grin as she began a slow and steady rhythm, using her tongue to trace
up and down along the central vein in his manhood.
     It never ceased to amaze Maze just how good oral stimulation felt, and
how he could never seem to be prepared for the rush of pleasure.  Already he
was feeling the first signs of imminent orgasm, a concept that was both good
and bad to him.  Good that I do, bad that it's so short, he thought with
another deep sigh.  I could have sworn I had a longer fuse that this....
     She was taking him deeper into her mouth now, moving faster with the
knowledge that he probably wouldn't withstand the next five minutes.  She asked
herself a question like she always did under such circumstances, but the answer
came to her just as easily as the question had.
     Oooh, bad phrasing, she thought as she almost giggled.  Tonight seems to
be the night for really questionable puns....  She felt his hands start to
shake as they rubbed her shoulders with an increasing pace and she could feel
his hardness start to twitch inside her mouth.   Really short fuse tonight,
dear? she thought as she again increased her pace.  No problem....
     Maze gasped as his nerves went into overload and started screaming an
imminent warning.  "Mina...." he said softly as his brain declared a state of
emergency and shut down.  His muscle control went off-line shortly after that
and all that was left was his central nervous system.  The onslaught of raw
pleasure from Mina's attentions quickly overwhelmed him, and without a higher
brain function to override anything, his body defaulted to natural biological
reflexes.
     She gasped as his fingernails dug into the skin of her shoulders and her
mouth was suddenly filled with his seed.  She swallowed and backed off some,
still keeping the tip of his manhood between her lips.  The expected fit of
nervous shakes soon followed as his body tried to calm down.  She took him
into her mouth once more to ensure she didn't leave a mess before she let his
still-shaking manhood fall free from her lips.
     Maze tried to focus on the ceiling as his body started to calm down, one
agonizing nerve at a time.  He blinked as he caught motion in his eyes and he
slowly turned his head to track.
     "You alright?" she asked softly as she bent down and kissed his throat.
     "Of course...." he said weakly and gave her a tight hug.
     She returned the embrace and held onto him tightly, feeling his whole
body twitch and tremble beneath her.  All of this over one biological reaction,
she mused.  Of course, I'm much worse than this, but still....
     In due course, he calmed down to the point where his brain was able to
switch itself back on.  "You have no idea how much I love you...." he said
softly as tilted his head up to kiss the softness of her throat.
     "Of course I know, you fool, I love you just as much," she said with a
gentle smile.  "You still breathing?"
     "I think we'd both know it if I wasn't," he said mildly.
     "Just checking," she said softly.  "I don't know about you, but every time
I have to peel myself off of the ceiling I have to make sure I remember to take
a breath every few seconds."
     He rolled over onto his side and started kissing her throat with passion.
"That good, eh?" he murmured as he worked.
     "I think you know how good...." she whispered as she closed her eyes and
let the sensation begin to overwhelm her.
     "I don't know, I might need a reminder," he teased as he gently rolled her
onto her back and took a coral-pink nipple into his mouth.  He carefully sucked
on it for a moment before he started teasing it with his tongue.
     She gasped at the sensation and it took her a few seconds to figure out
how to speak again.  "Well in t-t-that case...." she breathed.  She gasped
again as he kissed his way over to her other breast and began working on her
other hardened nipple.
     "Ooooh, careful," she breathed as she felt his teeth gently clamp down,
sending electric shocks through her body from her nipples down to her sheath.
"I plan on having a daughter make use of those later, so don't maul me too
badly, alright?"
     "Of course not," he murmured.  "However, o.... our daughter isn't here
just yet, so they're my toys for the time being."
     "Your toys?" she breathed as he gently massaged her breasts.
     "You have an objection?" he said mildly as he kissed her nipples.  "Well,
I'll just have to find something else to play with then...." he said in a deep,
seductive tone as he started to kiss his way lower.
     She whimpered as his kisses left a trail of fire in their wake, slowly
burning a path from her now-tingling breasts down to her navel, which he was
currently teasing with his tongue.
     "Ooh, lint," he said with a smile.  He heard her gasp with horror and he
laughed softly.  "Teasing."
     "You are evil," she whispered as her cheeks burned from the sudden rush in
her bloodstream.  "See if I ever let you try that again."
     "Mmm, well, then I guess I'll have to play with this for the time being,"
he said softly as his fingertips brushed across the leading edge of her pubic
hair.  He toyed with a few individual strands of light gray hair for a few
moments, just long enough to get her worked up with desire and anticipation.
     "And..you..call..ME..a..wicked..tease..?" she moaned softly.
     He said nothing as he leaned forward and gently blew on the silky gray
strands of hair.  He blinked as she managed to gasp and moan at the same time,
her hands coming down to clamp onto the back of his head with an iron grip.
     "My, you're an impatient one," he teased.  "Didn't your Earth philosophers
ever teach you that the best shall come to those to wait?"
     She grunted softly.  "Yes..but..I..won't..come..if..you're..waiting...."
     He groaned inwardly.  "Bad pun.  Two minute penalty," he said softly as
he started to lean back.  He almost burst out laughing as she whimpered and
started pulling his head towards her.  I think I've tortured her enough for one
night, he thought as his fingers made a clear path among the pubic hair and he
leaned forward.
     She let out a loud gasp as his tongue slid inside her sheath and started
moving around slowly, searching.  She knew that he knew exactly what and where
it was that he was looking for, but she enjoyed the feeling all the same.  The
feeling of a lightning bolt running through her body announced the discovery of
the most sensitive part of her body, and she was unable to contain the low moan
that the sensation produced.
     He laughed quietly to himself as she reflexively tried to smother him, her
fingernails digging into his scalp and pressing him against her sheath.  He
started to move his tongue in small, slow circles around the pink pearl of her
womanhood, knowing full well his movements were calculated to drive her insane.
     She started to twitch uncontrollably and he would have smiled if his lips
had enough room to.  He wondered, not for the first time, what she felt when he
did this, but he could only guess that it was similar to what he felt when she
used her mouth on him.
     He blinked as she let out a loud wail and her hips bucked slightly as she
orgasmed.  His tongue reflexively probed deeper into her, tasting the sudden
release of wetness in her sheath.  Already? he thought.  Must've been worked up
from earlier.  Too fast, he thought as he lifted his head up fractionally to
resume teasing her with his tongue.
     He knew from experience that most women were able to withstand multiple
orgams with a very short turn-over time, as opposed to men who required a few
minutes rest in between.  He was counting the seconds as he worked, and had
reached fifteen when he heard her moan softly against and felt her hands start
to tighten on his head once more.
     Wish I could recover in fifteen seconds, he thought as he changed tactics
to use broader strokes with firmer pressure.  However, I'm not anywhere close
to being as insatible as she is.  He almost laughed as he remembered the night
he vowed to do his ultimate best to satisfy her sexual appetite and almost
killed himself in the process.
     "Maze...." she whimpered as her breathing grew erratic once more.  She
couldn't have opened her eyes if she tried and her world was narrowed down to
two things: the pleasurable feeling of Maze's tongue working inside of her, and
her mind trying to tell her lungs to breathe before she asphyxiated from lack
of oxygen.
     The feeling of pressure was building up once more, and this time it seemed
even worse than before.  Please don't stop, she thought before her mind shut
itself down in preparation of a massinve onslaught of nerve impulses.  All of
a sudden, his tongue darted downward in a gentle thrust, applying a firm amount
of pressure in the direct center of her pearl.
     "MAZE!" she wailed as her nerves locked up and her muscles spasmed in her
second orgasm in five minutes.  In due course, her mind was able to orient
itself into a position where it was able to tell her to breathe on her own
without requiring a continuous conscious thought.
     His tongue dipped into her as deep as it could for a few moments before
he withdrew and moved up to lay next to her.  "You screamed?" he said in a
soft tone as he kissed the hollow of her throat.
     Her response was a soft moan as she wrapped her arms around him and drew
him close, hugging him tightly.  "God...." she breathed.
     "Actually, I could have sworn you screamed my name," he teased.
     She made a weak attempt at giggling as she kissed the rim of his ear.
"Twice?" she inquired softly as she ran her tongue around the edge of his ear.
     He shrugged.  "First time seemed too fast, so I thought you would want the
time to enjoy the next one," he offered.
     She moaned softly as she leaned back against the pillows.  "You may not
be the brightest one out there, Maze, but you do know how to make a girl very,
very happy," she whispered.
     He leaned over her and kissed her gently.  "It goes both ways, my love."
     "I know," she said as she kissed him back.  His tongue slid into her mouth
and she gently sucked on it, making a low moaning sound as she could taste her
own juices on his tongue.  "So who's turn is it?" she asked when the broke
apart for air.  "Yours or mine?"
     "Ours," he whispered as he readjusted his position and carefully settled
most of his weight on his elbows and knees so as not to squash her.
     "Mmm," she purred as a new wave of desire entered her bloodstream.  "In
that case, lift up a minute?"
     He complied and she quickly adjusted her own position for comfort before
she nodded and he settled back down on her.  She wrapped her arms around him
as his head bent down and started kissing her throat with a passion.  His hand
slid down to her breasts and gently began to tease the still-hardened nipples,
sending small electric shocks through her body.
     "Don't you think you've teased me enough?" she whispered in his ear as she
felt her body start to twitch uncontrollably again.
     "Maybe this is for me?" he suggested softly.
     She giggled as she reached down and felt his state of arousal.  "Mmmm,"
she said quietly.  "I'm not sure you're up to this...."  She coughed lightly
as he groaned and let gravity pull his head into her chest.  "Sorry."
     "I think we're going to remember this night with infamy," he muttered.
     "Night of the puns, eh?" she smiled.
     "Penalty time," he said as he pretended like he was going to roll off of
her.  He smiled as she grabbed on to his arms with an only-half amused look.
     "Depends on what the game is," she said with a smile.
     Maze raised an eyebrow.  "Oh, and what is the game this time?"
     "Think of it as golf."
     He blinked.  "Golf?"
     "Yes, golf will work nicely," she said as certain gears spun up inside her
head.  "You see, you get to spend a whole day out of the green, or in this
case gray, with your favorite club.  You make an error, the penalty is to take
extra strokes."
     He gave her a blank look and she sighed.  "I take it you're not familiar
with the way golf is played?" she asked.
     "Never heard of it," he said with a shrug.
     "Alright, I give up, just make love to me," she said with a smile.
     He blinked before he smiled softly.  "Oh, well, in that case...." he said
as he kissed her.  His tongue slid into her mouth again and she gently sucked
on it, sending small chills down his spine and increasing his state of arousal.
     She moaned softly as she reached down and caressed his hardness, gently
rubbing his length with her fingertips.  "So how are we rigged on timing?" she
asked softly as he kissed her throat.
     "Shall we find out?" he said softly as he shifted positions.
     She gasp as she felt his hardness pressing lightly against her sheath,
slowly searching for an entrance.  She moved to guide him, but he caught her
wrist and drew it up to his shoulders.  He continued to probe carefully before
he found what he sought and gently slid inside her.
     They both moaned softly at the sensation.  He held still for a few seconds
to give her time to adjust before he slowly withdrew.  She made a soft sound in
her throat at the loss, but moaned again as he reversed his direction and slid
back inside her.
     "This..feels..wonderful...." she whimpered as he started a slow and steady
rhythm of thrusts and withdrals.  Already she could feel the beginnings of her
third orgasm and was debating on whether the count would end at four or five.
She had never been an expert in mathematics, but she knew how both her body and
Maze's reacted to prolonged periods of stimulation and had long ago figured
out a rough equation for timing.
     Five, she thought as the increasing pleasure buildup in her nerves started
to shut her mind down slowly, one section at a time.  Might actually work this
time, too, she managed to think, trying not to dwell on their last few attempts
at simultaneous orgasms.  She also tried to forget the smug look on Ami's face
when she had told Mina that she and Tolaris had almost near-perfect timing from
the first day they made love.
     "Bitch," she muttered almost inaudibly, or so she thought.
     Maze paused his motions for a second.  "Excuse me?" he asked.
     Mina blushed as dark a shade of red as she could under the circumstances.
"I was just thinking aloud, sorry," she said sheepishly.
     He resumed his rhythm with a curious look on his face.  "And what, pray
tell, are you thinking?" he asked slowly, wondering how it was possible to
think of much when they were making love.  At least I can't think of much, he
admitted silently.
     "I..was..just..thinking..of..Ami..bragging..about..her..timing...."
     He smiled.  "Envious, eh?" he said softly as he kissed the softness of her
breasts.
     "That's..inhuman..b-being..able..to..have..t-t-timing..like..that...." she
breathed softly as her muscles began to twitch in a certain way.
     He decided to hold off his commentary for a few moments while he made love
to her, letting her focus on the pleasure of her impending orgasm.  He felt the
way her muscles tightened around his manhood and he began to wonder if he would
be able to make it to his tentative plan of two-to-five.
     She moaned loudly as her muscles spasmed and she twitched in his embrace.
Her sheath tightened around his hardness in an almost crushing manner for a
brief moment, playing havoc with his nerves and forcing him to quickly revise
his plan.
     Okay, two-to-four it is, he thought as he continued to move within her
mercilessly, not giving her any time to rest and recover before her body was
forced to deal with the next set of nerve signals.  Which was exactly the way
she wanted it.
     Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, she thought to herself
as she waited for her brain to realign itself with the rest of her body.  Oh,
god, this is incredible, she thought with a soft moan.  Speaking of which....
     She focused her mind enough to concentrate on Maze's rate of breathing as
well as the speed of his thrusts.  Mmm, I don't think he'll make it to five,
she thought.  No matter, just as long as we both kick it off together....
     "Problem?" he asked softly when he saw the smile on her face.
     "Never...." she whispered.  "You're making love to me, I've already had
three of the best orgasms of my life, and you're going to make me have a
fourth.  What could be wrong?"
     He leaned forward and kissed her, his mind now split between giving her
pleasure and dealing with his own problems caused by the feeling of being deep
inside her.
     "This is going to get interesting...." he murmured.
     She whimpered.  "You can hold out, right?" she asked softly as she felt
her orgasm building once again.
     "We'll see.... You just don't have any idea how good it feels to make love
to you, Mina...." he whispered in her ear.
     "Every bit as good as it feels for me, I'll bet," she whispered back.  "I
love you, Maze...."
     He laughed softly as he kissed her, still moving at a mild pace.  "And I
love you, Mina."
     She purred softly with pleasure.  "Show me how much you love me?"
     He laughed again.  "Now or you want me to wait?"
     "Wait," she said with a giggle.  Her giggle quickly changed into a soft
moan as her pleasure continued to build.  "Mmmm, getting close...."
     "Don't tell me that, I've got enough to think about as it is," he said
quietly as he kissed her.
     Her eyes opened partly, somehow managing to look mischievous through the
haze of pleasure.  "You know you want to know," she whispered seductively.
"You want to know just how close I am, just how close you're bringing me, still
deep inside me, slowly moving in and out...."
     Maze closed his eyes and growled softly.  She would do this to me, he
thought as his breathing unconsciously quickened.  He could feel in the way her
body was responding how her words were adding to her own pleasure, wickedly
teasing them both closer and closer to orgasm.
     Her words became softer and slower as her breathing became erratic again,
her pulse rate through the proverbial roof and her mind teetering on the edge
of shutting down again.  She was given an even greater level of pleasure by his
reaction to her teasing, his rhythm moving faster and his own breathing uneven.
     Timing, timing, timing.... he thought in a mantra as he drew closer to the
edge of orgasm.  The sensation of her own impending orgasm tightening her
sheath around him wasn't helping matters any and it was quickly becoming a
question of fading willpower versus rapidly increasing hormone levels.
     "M-m-maze...." she whimpered as her nerves started to lock up from the
sheer pleasure.  He was moving faster now, and her own body was responding as
well, her hips rising up to meet him as he thrust downward.  Please hold out,
please, please, pleasepleasepleaseplease....
     Her whole universe shattered like glass as her body twitched and trembled
with her orgasm.  The one sensation she was fully aware of was the feeling of
her sheath clamping around his hardness for a moment.  Time seemed to freeze
in that instant, an eternity that lasted for what seemed to her like hours
before she felt him start to twitch in response.
     Time restarted again and they tightly held onto each other as the dealt
with the indescribable feelings of orgasmic release, her sheath still tightly
locked around him and his hardness releasing his seed into her.  They collapsed
back, trying to find a way to breathe comfortably and thoroughly enjoying the
sensation of their nerves realigning themselves with the rest of their bodies.
     "So...." he said several minutes later, still very much out of breath.  It
took him a moment to realize that the sign of Venus was glowing a soft shade of
orange on her forehead.  Huh, he thought, didn't notice that before.  Must've
been preoccupied, he thought wryly.
     She managed to find the strength to wrap her arms around him and gave him
a long and tight hug.  "I really, really love you, dear," she whispered.
     He smiled.  "Yeah, I know.  I love you too, Min," he replied.  He only
used the shortened version of her name during afterglow, something which she
found to be oddly pleasing though she never quite understood why.
     Most of his weight was on her now, and while she didn't usually mind, he
was accidentally starting to squish her kidneys.  She shifted slightly and her
eyes went wide as she felt him still deep inside her.  "Ooooh...." she sighed.
     "Problem?" he asked softly.
     "Yes and no.  I want you to get off my kidneys, but don't pull out just
yet.  I like the feeling of you inside me, especially after making love," she
explained.
     He nodded and shifted positions, putting most of his weight back on his
knees and elbows.  Glad those exercises are worth something, he thought as he
felt his slightly-abused muscles start to quietly protest.  Otherwise this'll
really hurt after awhile.
     She bent her head up fractionally to give him a tender kiss.  "Out of
curiosity...."  She paused to let him finish rolling his eyes before she
continued.  "I wonder if we could fall asleep like this?" she asked as she
clenched an internal muscle.
     He blinked at the unexpected sensation.  "Umm, probably not, seeing that
if I fall asleep, most of my weight would be on you, and we know how quickly
things can go downhill from there."
     She sighed as she realized she hadn't considered that.  "Oh.  Duh."
     He smiled at her.  "Besides, what happened to that shower of ours?"
     She looked up at him.  "It can wait until morning," she said.  "I don't
want to move now."
     He have her a bemused look.  "Tomorrow afternoon, you mean," he teased.
     She shrugged.  "And?"  She blinked as she shifted positions and slowly
withdrew from her.  "Hey...." she pouted.
     "Sorry, love, but I'm starting to kink up here," he apologized as he moved
to stretch out next to her.  "You know how it is."
     "Unfortunately," she said as she sat up and reached for the sheets that
had mysteriously gotten bunched up at the far end of the bed.  She got a hold
of one on her third try and laid back, drawing the light blue fabric over the
both of them.
     "Sheets feel nice," he said softly as he kissed her.
     "They usually do," she said as she rolled over onto her side and scooted
backwards until she felt his chest pressing against her back.
     He chuckled.  "Oh, so that's how it is, eh?  I put out a trememdous effort
to pleasure you, and you just turn your back to me and try to go to sleep?"
     She twisted her head around to give him a mild look.  "Oh, and you weren't
planning on conking out within the next ten minutes?" she said pointedly.
     He blinked and a light green blush spread across his features.  "Well...."
     She smiled sweetly and gave him a gentle kiss.  "See you in the morning,
Lieutenant," she said softly and settled down to try to go to sleep.  It wasn't
difficult to do so, with her body exhausted from four consecutive orgasms and
her mind trying to shut itself down to repair the 'damage' caused by multiple
nerve overloads.  Within the span of three minutes, she had fallen asleep and
a set of gears in her mind were spinning up to produce a pleasant dream.
     He smiled to himself as he heard her sigh quietly as she slid into a
world of dreams.  Pleasant dreams, my love, he thought as he kissed the back
of her neck before he stretched out and tried to fall asleep himself.  He too
was exhausted and in need of sleep, and so it only took him two minutes before
he was snoring softly and dreaming of a pleasant future with Mina.



                                * THE END *