The Senshi Chronicles: Ami's Unexpected Visitor

Ami sighed dejectedly. Touma was away at some convention in Osaka. He wouldn't be back for days. Usagi and Mamoru were out on a date, Shin and Mako-chan were out on another of their "skating lessons", as if that were really what went on, Ami chuckled to herself. Ryo and Rei were at Hikawa Jinja, taking care of Rei's Grandfather. Seiji and Minako were at some Amusement park, and Shou had stopped out for a bite to eat, which meant he'd be all day.

But all those people gone, it made her lonely. She sighed and tried to work a crick out of her neck. She wanted Touma, he always gave the best massages…she shook herself out of her reverie and turned back to the book in front of her. She'd only read a few lines, however, when she felt someone's eyes boring into her. She whirled and gasped.

Standing behind her, clad all in black leather was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen.

His mismatched eyes were staring at her through a beautiful blond fringe. He had a slight smirk on his face, as if he'd been watching her for some time.

"Hello, precious," he said softly. Ami shivered involuntarily, the words sending a chill and a strange searing heat through her body.

"Desu ka?" she asked in Japanese, reaching for her henshin stick. The man laughed - a cruel sound.

"No need for pretend," he said. "I know you can speak English just as well as I can. As for your question…you'll know soon enough."

He stepped forward, and before Ami could react, he had her trapped in a searing kiss. Her mind went numb. She could barely kiss back, let alone stop it. She felt his hands grazing the sides of her body, placing teasing and agonisingly maddening light touches on her breasts.  She felt him bite her lower lip lightly before he pulled away, his hands at her waist. Her head was spinning. She wanted to run, she wanted to tear herself away, but somehow she knew that that wouldn't be enough to get him out of her mind now. His hands ran lightly up her spine, leaving an electric sensation wherever they touched. He then ran his hands downwards, to cup her buttocks.

"Now, what was that you were asking earlier?" he asked, a hand slipping to her upper thigh. "Ah yes…'desu ka' loosely translated as 'who are you', am I right?" his voice seemed to tingle with magic…and with something she'd heard only from the shogun; evil. That in mind, she tried weakly to pull away, but the man held her firm.

"My name, love," he said, slipping a hand up under her skirt and beginning to press between her legs. "is Jaden."

He began to move his fingers in circular motions, eliciting a gasp of surprise and pleasure from her. Picking her up, he deposited her on a table nearby. His fingers barely touching her skin, he slipped off her stockings, and eased her legs apart, his eyes locked with hers the entire time.

Ami, by this time, had no control whatsoever over her own body. She was useless to herself, she would be useless to anyone. Anyone but him. She watched him as he kept his eyes on hers, as he massaged her sex through her panties. He was pleased to note that there was a wetness growing there. Ami couldn't think for the heat between her legs.

Ripping the crotch out of the panties, he began thrusting one finger in and out of her, reducing her to moans. He continued thrusting while his thumb flicked quickly over her clitoris. It was driving her mad, and she was sure to go over the edge soon… he withdrew his hand, making her cry out in disappointment, her eyes begging him for more. Jaden grinned wickedly.

"Patience is a virtue, sweetness," he said. He moved his hands to her cotton blouse, which was gone in about three seconds. He pulled the fabric of her white bra down, exposing one breast. He leaned forward and caught the nipple in his mouth, sucking on it, letting his tongue flick past it in his mouth. Ami arched into him, she'd never felt pleasure like this before; Touma had never been this good. Then, she gasped sharply as a piercing pain shot through her breast. He'd bitten her! She felt him begin to suck at the wound, to draw out the blood and the pain fast dissolved into far greater pleasure. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping the edge of the table. He came up to her again and kissed her, her blood on his lips. She moaned at the taste of him, the taste of her own blood…

She felt him thrust three fingers into her, making her arch into his hand, trying desperately to take it all in. He chuckled and began to softly bite her neck, barely harder than a pinch. She slight pain only added to the dizzying high that Ami was reaching. She was teetering on the edge of a precipice, very soon to fall over completely. She didn't think her situation could be any more precarious.

She realised her mistake when she felt herself pulled to the very edge of the table. Jaden had stood, now, his eyes now cold. He pulled her sharply towards him while at the same time thrusting his hips forward, and she gasped, then moaned loudly as he entered her.  Her pleasure quadrupled, making her gasp for air. He began thrusting in and out of her, thrusting in hard, pulling out maddeningly slowly only to thrust into her hard again.

He kept one hand on her waist, the other hand reaching down to pleasure her. This drove her off the cliff. She came with a hard buck, screaming Jaden's name. Jaden's moan and a warm feeling inside of her told her that Jaden had come as well. He kissed her hard, his lips grinding against hers, his fangs nipping at her lips before he pulled out of her and stepped away from her. Without his support, she fell backwards on the table, eyes glazed. Jaden smirked, turned and left, leaving her lying there for her friends to discover later.