(A/N): Hi, you guys! This is going to be the prelude in a long series that is going to delve into Haruhi's sexuality and gender. At the moment, I think it will be a collection of Haruhi's musings and feelings that show her fluidity and how she views and owns her sexuality and gender. I really think, however, that I just want to see Haruhi contemplating and opening up to herself with who she really is. This introduction is a tad explicit, but there's not going to be anything truly rated 'M' in this story for a while. And when(and if) there is, I'll change the rating.
I hope you enjoy!
She was in bed, and all she could do was hear and feel.
Not see.
She could feel eyes burning, kindling her body until it was on fire. There were soft cool sheets beneath her that seemed to warm at each twist of her body and her uncontrollable writhing. She felt good, to say the least. This moment seemed to be too quick, but it also was forever.
"Haruhi..."
The whisper of her name drew her insane as she arched her back and lips suddenly were everywhere. Every inch of her skin was cold, and when a hot touch brushed it, she seared like a flame.
She was dangerous, and she wanted more. She wanted to feel those lips more and the sound of her name being called so provocatively drove her insane. Her head instinctively jerked back, hitting a soft pillow as her fingers reached out to grab at something, anything, to calm and control her emotions.
"Haruhi, baby..."
It was a saccharine whisper and it coated her lips like honey. In fact, her whole mouth was soon covered by the softest pair of lips she had ever felt.
She could see and hear and feel everything in that instant and all she saw was a thrush of shimmering brown hair that brushed her lips and forehead, gently crossing over her body like a soft waterfall of prickly straight hairs. Had the moment not been so powerful, she might have giggled.
Soft fingers touched her porcelain skin and trailed over it, creating invisible circles and skewed lines that changed shape and form. Between her breasts and over her belly button, downwards and gently resting upon her thigh before a squeeze made her arch her back in anticipation.
Lips covered hers with fervour and she kissed back, moaning at the velvety feel a warm tongue circling her mouth before sliding inside. She moaned softly and reached out, but she couldn't cling to anything.
She could only helplessly feel as another body lay close to her own and all of her romantic and erotic thoughts had brought her to this moment. A soft, feminine moan brought her out of her reverie and she looked, her eyes hazy.
Lips were kissing her outer thighs, her legs parted and her back arched as the sensitive flesh there twitched, her urge to giggle and moan fought back as she looked down and saw that same shock of brown hair and dark brown eyes that managed to haunt her dream after only one night.
Her eyelids fluttered shut and she saw multi-coloured dots behind her eyes that signalled the immense and indescribable feeling that she currently felt. It was nothing like she had ever felt before and her lip was being bitten raw from the intensity of the moment.
"Wow..." She breathed out, and all she could see was colours and it was almost as if she could hear and taste them as her chest rose and fell in rhythm with her racing heart. The anonymous suitor that was teasing her raised their head before crawling back up her legs. It was similar to the way large cats stalked their prey, and Haruhi had never in her entire life felt so intimidated.
A soft kiss to her lips wiped away all of her fears and insecurities and her arms laced behind a slender neck, her hands moving down after a moment and slender arms and flared hips indicated to her that this was a feminine creature, not unlike herself. Small surprise set in and Haruhi let out an involuntary gasp.
And then, she woke up.