IT FEELS SO WRONG, IT FEELS SO RIGHT
"And coming up after the break, we have the greatest game of the year up. Germany vs Spain, they say Spain will win, but who knows? The only way to be sure is to tune in after these commercials!"
Setsuna rolled her eyes as soon as the commentator had finished his spiel. She grabbed her book from the coffee table and stood up, then headed for the stairs. Haruka never removed her eyes from the TV set but she spoke loudly, catching Setsuna's attention.
"You're not gonna watch the match, Sets?"
The green haired woman shook her head, "No Haru-chan, I don't take an interest in such things, but enjoy it. I'll be in my room if you need me."
Setsuna continued her walk up the stairs and Haruka kept her eyes glued to the TV while Michiru watched her go. As soon as their green-haired companion was out of sight, Michiru ran to the other side of the room and turned off the lights. Haruka turned her head around in confusion.
"Did the power go – oh no, the TV's fine. Man, I thought I'd miss the match, tell me next time when ya do that, Michi, okay?"
Haruka received no reply and once more she glued her eyes to the TV. After a few seconds the sound of clothes rustling could be heard. A moment later, the aqua-haired goddess known as Michiru stepped in front of the TV, instantly blocking Haruka's view of the sports station. Haruka was about to protest when she took in what Michiru was wearing – practically nothing. But enough to drive Haruka mad... well usually that is. A barely beige lace bra and panties set. The panties rode low but left enough to make you drool and the bra did nothing but emphasis her chest.
"Ruka, come, let's go to the bedroom."
Michiru went to grab her lover's hand but found there was slight resistance. She frowned, clearly disapproving of her lover's actions.
"Michi... you've known about this match all month!... Look, I swear that in 90 minutes it will be all about you."
Michiru shook her head, "You and your football. Ruka, I swear I..." She looked into her lovers' teal eyes and held her tongue, "I'll see you in ninety minutes. Enjoy your game."
Haruka smiled goofily, seemingly pleased with the agreement she had with Michiru.
"Thank you babe, I love you."
Michiru mumbled 'I love you' back as she grabbed her clothes and made her way up the stairs.
As she slammed the door to their bedroom door (loudly), she threw her clothes to the floor then jumped onto her bed and screamed loudly into the plush duvet cover. She shouted several more times before rolling over onto her back and draping her own arm over her stomach.
"Ninety minutes... I have to wait ninety minutes... stupid football. I can't even go to Usa's or Mina's they're all watching it! Everyone is watching that stupid game! Everyone except –" Michiru's eyes widened as she stopped talking to herself, "Except Setsuna." Michiru smiled widely, she could go and rant to Setsuna!
The time senshi would without a doubt sit there and listen to her rant – it was a given. So with that, Michiru got up and rushed to her do, getting the rant of the century ready in her mind.
Setsuna was in her room, sitting in her bed, reading her book, ready to fall asleep wit the book in hand as she usually did most nights. Before getting into bed she had removed her clothe, ready to settle down in the privacy of her own room. Her room was a shade not quite crimson and not quite purple. It was dark and she had a lava lamp beside her bed, for reading and amusement when she was sitting in her room. Her bed was queen-sized – for no other reason than she was not such a sound sleeper and she needed the space for when she became restless in her sleep. She had insisted on a garnet coloured set of Egyptian cotton bed-sheets and matching bed linen. She always chose luxury and comfort over anything else. So here she was in the comfort of her luxury bed ready for a night of solitude and –
KNOCK KNOCK!
"I spoke too soon." She spoke to herself before making a dog-ear on the page she was reading and placing her book aside.
"Who is it?" Setsuna rarely raised her voice and now was no exception as she spoke in a smooth as cream voice.
"It's Michi." Setsuna smiled gently, and locked at her watch – the game had only just started, why was Michiru up here now?
"You can come in, what's up?" Michiru opened the door and smiled gently. Setsuna was about to return the smile when she saw what Michiru was wearing... or rather not wearing. Setsuna turned away, her cheeks turning scarlet.
"Setsa, are you okay?" Michiru looked down at her friend. Setsuna nodded her head, and turned to Michiru, eyes avoiding her aqua-haired friend.
"Y-y-yeah, you um... you seem to have forgotten your clothes, is all."
The green-haired woman gulped and looked up smiling sheepishly. Michiru looked confused then stared down at herself. She instantly blushed but then she remembered whys he was dressed like this; and just like that her reason for visiting Setsuna. Michiru threw her hands up in the air and she exhaled loudly, and then threw herself down on the bed of her friend.
"MY GOD! What is wrong with her, Sets?!" Setsuna's eyes bulged as she took in the image of Michiru laying down on her bed. She son shook herself out of from her trance and managed to find her voice.
"W-who are you talking about?" Michiru looked over at Setsuna and frowned.
"Haruka."
Setsuna said nothing but raised an eyebrow, giving Michiru the metaphorical floor to carry on, "She actually chose the football game over this!" Michiru gestured to her underwear and Setsuna blushed as she nodded. "She chose some game she could have taped and watched later over me! What is wrong with her?" Michiru flopped her arms down, both hands resting on her bare midriff.
"I-I dunno, Michiru. She just wants to watch a game... it's only ninety minutes right?" Michiru sighed loudly.
"Yeah, but Sets, tonight is also the only night Hotaru's over at Chibi-chan's and Haruka knows that. She says wait till after the game, but I know she'll drink too many beers and I'll end up having to wait till tomorrow... then Hota will be back tomorrow and I'll have to be quiet! Guh!" Setsuna was silent. She had no idea what to say. It seemed that Michiru wasn't finished though;
"I mean when I wanted to go to the opera, I passed it up because Haruka wanted a night in... remember when you took Hota-chan up to Okinawa to see Utada Hikaru?" Setsuna nodded once more. She wasn't speaking for two reason; one she had no idea how to console her friend and her libido and two... her own libido had concentrated all her energy to looking lustfully at her friend.
"I mean Sets, if you had a girlfriend who came to you dressed like this, would you wanna watch the football or would you want to make love to her all night long?" Michiru looked up to Setsuna for a response, which she got almost instantaneously.
"I would make love to you all night long, Michiru." Setsuna and Michiru's eyes both widened. Michiru propped herself up on her elbows and she smirked to her friend.
"Pardon, Setsa?" Setsuna turned her head away from her friend.
"I meant hypothetically... if you were here for me, I would... iwouldmakelovetoyouallnightlong." Setsuna looked away and heard Michiru giggle a moment later.
"Oh Sets... hypothetically... if you were my girlfriend, I would let you." She laughed again and this time Setsuna joined in. After a few moments of comfortable silence, Michiru's eyes widened and she crossed her legs.
"Are you okay, Michi?" Her aqua haired friend nodded as she blushed profusely. "What's up, Michi?" Michiru sighed loudly.
"You can't laugh. Promise?" Setsuna nodded solemnly. "Well... you know when people say something and you get a visual image? I just had one... about you and me. Okay?" Setsuna rose an eyebrow in shock and nodded. Another minute in silence and this time Setsuna was thinking about it too. She HAD always wondered if aqua was her real hair colour – and Oh my god, Haruka would kill her if she thought Sets was thinking this. Bad Setsa. Michiru watched her green-haired friend frown then gulp.
"Thinking about it too, Sets?" Instantly the green haired woman hung her head guiltily.
"Hai... Haruka would kill me if she knew I'd just had that thought." Michiru laughed loudly.
"Well, don't worry you're safe until half-time, nothing can disturb Ruka."
It was as if a light bulb went off between the two women. The both looked up and stared deep into each other's eyes. Michiru crawled over the bed and stopped shy of Setsuna.
"That's forty five minutes right?" Setsuna nodded. She backed away.
"You're with Ruka." Michiru nodded,
"Hai... but this is going to be a one-time thing. I need a release Sets and I need it now. Will you help me?" Setsuna gulped once more.
"If it's helping you, how can I say no? But – " She was silenced by Michiru's finger on her lips.
"Sets, I'm in love with Haruka... but right now she's pissed me off. Right now, I need you to help me. We will never talk about this again. Please, just this once. I need it, Sets, I can't wait – "
This time Michiru was cut off by Setsuna throwing her lips onto Michiru's. There was no spark there for Michiru as there was with Haruka, but that didn't matter. If Haruka was going to constantly take and take and never give, then Michiru would go to someone who would just for once. She had needs!
A moment later, Setsuna found herself pinned underneath Michiru being kissed hard, her bottom lip was sucked the bitten hard by the aqua-haired woman above her. Setsuna half moaned, half growled in pain and pleasure and her mind was racing with a million thoughts. The first being; God this feels so damned good! And the second being; Haruka is going to murder you. Bring you to life and then murder you again. Then the third was that –
"Oh God, Sets, please, I need you!" Fuck the third thought. As if some unknown entity took her over, Setsuna flipped Michiru over and pinned her down, her hands firmly holding Michiru's wrists, keeping her in Setsuna's control. Setsuna returned Michiru's earlier kiss with an intensity even she didn't know she possessed. She bit her bottom lips hard and swept her tongue across the slightly swollen lip, instantly receiving a moan for her efforts and finding that Michiru had her tongue at the ready; duelling for dominance with the green-haired woman's.
Setsuna released Michiru's hands and caressed Michiru's sides. Setsuna found that Michiru's hands flew to her bra, expertly unclasping it in seconds. Setsuna was about to break the kiss, when she felt Michiru push her back, and in one swift movement, she had completely exposed Setsuna's chest but before Setsuna could make a sound, Michiru moved her hands to her own bra and removed the pesky piece of clothing.
Setsuna took in the sight of milky flesh, coupled with smooth skin and mouth-watering muscles that were hiding under her swimmer's physique.
"Sets, come on!" Michiru whisper yelled.
The older woman instantly looked to the source of Michiru's frustration and gulped nervously. She slowly made her way down Michiru's body, deliberately grinding her hips into Michiru's at one point before lowering her head between Michiru's thighs. At first, Setsuna was shocked – never in a million years would she have thought she would be in this position, but who was she to argue?
Setsuna could smell Michiru's distinct scent and she was overwhelmed. It smelt so sweet. Setsuna wasted no time in removing Michiru's underwear, she was sure if she wasted another moment, Michiru could very well go insane and do unmentionable things to Setsuna's body.
Michiru gasped as the cold air made contact with the hottest part of her body. Setsuna looked down at Michiru's most intimate of areas and gasped herself. 'She is a natural aqua'.
Michiru looked down and saw Setsuna admiring her, she grinned sweetly, before a devilish grin took over her features. She gently grabbed the back of Setsuna's head and she rubbed the nape of her neck gently.
"Sets? Hun... are you quite done?" Setsuna shook her head, took a deep breath and lowered her head between Michiru's thighs.
The aqua-haired woman instantly grabbed the sheets as she felt Setsuna's velvet like tongue touch her center. Setsuna's tongue was just rough enough to cause the right amount of friction but then was soft enough to add that more than pleasurable touch to every movement her delightful oral organ made.
"Fuck! Sets, keep going, just keep doing that! I need this NOW!" Michiru said as she closed her eyes.
Setsuna decided to lick up and down Michiru's wetness with a deliberate slowness coupled with firm amount of pressure, flicking her tongue lightly at the end. Every stroke of her tongue causing Michiru to arch her back in pleasure and push Setsuna's head further into her.
Shallow breathing soon filled the room as Setsuna delivered the most intimate of kisses to her friend. Michiru began moaning but had to suppress it, if Haruka heard she would probably come up here and kill both of them.
After some time, Michiru was close to edge but wasn't quite toppling over, she opened her mouth to talk to Setsuna but then found she had no need to and Setsuna slid in two of her fingers, gently but deep into Michiru. Michiru's hips bucked as she found that Setsuna found Michiru's 'spot' easily and she began manipulate it gently, moving her fingers in a fast paced, contrasting with her slow licks completely.
"F-f-uck, don't stop, I'm so close, Setsa." Michiru's eyes were closed and her body began to quiver, she licked her lips and found that a few moments later her body gave way to Setsuna's tongue. Her explosion was instantly gratifying, she saw colours everywhere and she moaned out loud, unable to control herself. She continued moaning however as Setsuna refused to move her fingers out from Michiru, and deep inside her stomach Michiru could feel the beginning of her second climax slowly approaching. Setsuna moved her head up to Michiru and looked her deep in the eyes. The aqua-haired woman began panting heavily now, unable to keep her eyes open, her body weak from her first orgasm. Setsuna leaned in close to Michiru and whispered into her ear,
"Do you want to know how you taste on me?" Before waiting of her answer, Setsuna clamped her lips onto Michiru's, allowing the smaller woman the chance to taste her sweetness. Michiru moaned into the kiss and as she did Setsuna hit the 'spot' just right. Her eyes flew open, she gasped, her body went rigid and she breathed out deeply before she moaned loudly. Her body shuddered and a groan came from deep in her throat, her muscles were tight around Setsuna's hand and Setsuna felt the warm liquid seeping down her hand, Michiru was still shaking thirty seconds later as she croaked out the other woman's name.
"Setsuna." The other woman remained still before gently taking her fingers out from Michiru. The aqua haired woman took Setsuna's fingers and sucked them, tasting her own sex once more and smiling.
"Thank you, Sets." Setsuna smiled warmly.
"It was my pleasure."
A comfortable silence came over them before Setsuna cleared her throat and looked at her watch.
"Ah, the first half should be over in five minutes, Michi. I don't know how you're oing to survive August." Michiru cocked an eyebrow, confused.
"What's happening in August?"
"It's the EPL... you know Haruka's a Liverpool fan. They play twice a week."
Michiru sighed as she sat up and put her bra and panties back on, shaking slightly, it was clear she hadn't quite recovered from her climaxes. Setsuna said nothing, realising this was a one-time thing only. Michiru walked to the door, opened it then stood in the doorway for a moment.
"Setsa?"
"Yeah, I know Michiru, it won't happen again and trust me, I won't tell Haruka."
"No... Are you free in August?"
Setsuna grinned as Michiru smirked before leaving the room.
Setsuna sat back in her bed, exhausted. She had never had an interest in sport, but all of a sudden she had a new love for soccer. She knew Spain was the team Haruka wanted to win in the game downstairs, if they didn't win, she would be in a mood for a few more days. Michiru would probably be more stressed out like tonight. Setsuna grinned widely once more.
"Man... I sure hope Germany win."
(Vanessa Riverton)