… Sailor Moon Decides Between Angel, or Succubae

Still involuntarily, Ms. Usagi Tsukino’s heart soared upon hearing her new lover was deeply troubled by the idea of causing her harm or pain. It also clenched with worry when she heard Ms. Mattie Reynolds say she needed multiple lovers to avoid that.

“What are you?” Usagi was in trepidation to hear the answer.

Usagi could feel her core being slowly corrupted by the exquisite fucking she was getting from Ms. Reynolds. Yet there was also the unbidden thought that she was instead making love to Usagi.

“An angel, your enemy.

“At least that is what we are told. We are bioengineered soldiers like you, but where you give life, we feed from it.”

Before it had confused Usagi how her best friends could abandon their well-beloved boyfriends, or in one case betraying their fiancée. She had found it impossible to imagine anything so enticing as to betray Sailor Star Fighter.

Sailor Star fighter was Usagi’s everything, or so she thought, but now she realized she was naive of her own ignorance. It is difficult to truly grasp the level of one’s own ignorance without experiencing it. Now she comprehended what could woo her heart from him & it was Ms. Reynolds panting those sweet words into her ear while she was already fully committed to fucking Usagi ****.

Ms. Reynolds skill in playing Usagi’s body against her own will was beyond compare. In comparison, messing around with Sailor Star Fighter was like playing games with a child. His skill was just that lacking. All of Usagi’s other boyfriends were around his same skill level so she never knew any different. That allowed her to enjoy the experiences but now it would be like switching from a ribeye steak to tofu.

“Why?” Usagi was finding it difficult to articulate herself.

Even before Ms. Reynolds impaled a massive organ in Usagi, an act she was beginning to excuse with her mother there giving her explicit blessing, she realized she was done for in terms of ever feeling satisfied with anyone else ever again.

The likelihood of finding someone like Ms. Reynolds to begin with was astronomically low. Most men who were as physically attractive as her, knew it and knew that there was an abundance of attractive women who would let themselves be treated like shit by those men. So, a woman demanding one stick around & take responsibility was easily ignored, and/or replaced.

“Oh, my love, you are so pure & innocent in your quest to save everyone. Yet you fail to address your own needs with even a tenth of the same passion. I found that strangely endearing even as it is foolish.”

Focusing on Finding a version of Ms. Reynolds who happened to fit more neatly into Usagi’s sense & sensibilities, was like asking a frog to give a snake a ride across a river… it as not a good idea. She would be setting herself up for disappointment, like her mother said.

“Foolish?” Usagi allowed herself to wonder if she disliked hearing being called foolish by the man railing her now into the floor. She was fighting off her own massive orgasm still, but she found it increasingly difficult to do so. It felt like the experience had already gone on for hours, but she knew it was more likely minutes.

“Yes, my love, you leave yourself open to attack by not addressing your own problems first. Others can manipulate them just as easily as me but with far more deadly intention.”

“Where I simply want to build a family and live with you, they would enslave your very will to theirs or simply end you. Then who would save those in need?”