Teasing Himawari-chan
Note: This is my first attempt at publishing yuri. I've tried writing it several times before, but it usually ends very fluffy and innocent. This time around is no different. I apologize if this is not what you were looking for. Otherwise, please enjoy!
Also, this can be taken as a one shot, although if I get enough reviews, I will continue it. Enjoy!
Himawari-chan stared intently at the page, trying to make sense of the words before her. The images that accompanied the words in the book were at once both beautiful and a bit risqué. Yuuko-san had offered this book to her as a gift, saying teasing words as she did so. She had told her that she wouldn't mind doing some of the things in the book with Himawari-chan. That had left Himawari-chan flustered and confused. Now she had the book open and before her, reading the sensual storyline that Yuuko-san had claimed she wished to act out with her.
"You smell of Hawaii to me. Of Maui and tropical flowers and lotion on skin." Haruka drew Miharu's face to her own, cradling it gently in her hands, before capturing her lips in a sensual kiss.
Miharu's eyes widened as the feel of warm lips pressed firmly against hers sent butterflies dancing in her stomach. Slowly her eyes fluttered shut and she titled her head back, giving into the kiss and allowing her new lover to ravish her mouth completely. Something wet and bittersweet tried to part her lips. She parted her lips slightly, opening her mouth out of curiosity. Haruka's tongue snaked in, dancing into her mouth and inviting her tongue to play. With a soft, unconscious moan, Miharu gave into—this
"Enjoying your book?"
"Wah!" Himawari-chan jumped, startled by the unexpected voice. Watanuki stood behind her, hovering over her with a pot of tea and a cup ready. His eyes widened slightly at the unexpected response he had solicited from her. Himawari-chan blushed in embarrassment.
"Sorry, sorry!" apologized Watanuki. "You were just reading with such an intense expression, I thought you must be reading something good."
Himawari-chan nodded, stroking the pages lovingly. "It's very . . . interesting." She supplied eventually, unsure of how to tell him she was reading yuri.
Watanuki smiled and nodded. "Perhaps I could read it after you?"
"No!" Himawari-chan cried, panicking as she slammed the book closed and clutched it close to her chest. She would be mortified if Watanuki found out she was reading smutty yuri books. "No. . . I mean, someone lent me this book. I have to return it right away."
Watanuki smiled his understanding smile at her again, kneeling in front of her to serve her tea. "Of course. No need to apologize!"
Doumeki called out to him from the other room of Yuuko-san's shop. "Oi! More tea!"
Watanuki flushed angrily. "Come get it yourself, you big oaf!" He smiled at Himawari-chan before pouring her tea, then quickly got up, heading for the door. It slid open just as he reached it, Doumeki appearing in the doorway, startling Watanuki.
"What are you doing here?" Watanuki hissed.
"You told me to come and get you." Doumeki supplied.
"I said no such thing!"
They bickered quietly for a while, first about what Watanuki had said and how Doumeki had taken it, and then about dinner. It sounded like Watanuki was inviting Doumeki over to dinner to Himawari-chan, in his own way, by demanding what he wanted for dinner. Doumeki answered and Watanuki began to bicker with him again, saying that it would be too hard to prepare. However, Himawari-chan didn't miss Doumeki protectively wrapping his arm around Watanuki's waist as they left. And while Watanuki flushed at the contact, protesting it, he didn't bother to remove it from his side.
She smiled, pondering the implications of a Doumeki and Watanuki duo for a bit. They really did make a cute couple. Now, if only Watanuki would admit that he liked Doumeki, then . . . Himawari-chan shook her head. This was no time to be having those types of thoughts.
She returned her attention to her book, flipping it open to the page she had left off. Hot air tickled her ear as someone whispered her name in a soft voice. "Hello, Himawari-chan. Enjoying the book I lent you?"
"Yuuko-san!" Himawari-chan gasped out, turning around.
Warm, laughing red eyes danced in front of her face. "Your hair smells nice. I like the shampoo you use. Not too fragrant, with a slightly soapy smell to it. It's nice."
Himawari-chan flushed. "Yuuko-san, I don't understand why you gave me this book. What exactly do you want to do from this book with me and why?"
Yuuko-san smiled a Cheshire cat smile. "Is that your wish? To know the meaning behind my words?"
Himawari-chan recognized the mischievous look in Yuuko-san's eyes. That look was the same one she gave Watanuki when she was teasing him, usually about Doumeki. Yuuko-san was definitely up to something, but. . .
"Yes, that's my wish."
Yuuko-san leaned in close to Himawari-chan, her breath tickling the girl's face and her proximity overwhelming the girl's senses. "Are you willing to pay the price?" Himawari-chan merely nodded.
Yuuko-san tilted her head, as though thinking, and held her position for a long moment. Himawari-chan's breath mingled with hers, their lips only inches apart, as the seconds ticked by. The suspense was killing Himawari-chan. Finally, she opened her mouth to speak.
Before she could even get the first sound of her question out, Yuuko-san's lips descended on her, capturing her mouth. Yuuko-san tasted of sweet raspberries and bitter chocolate. The kiss was very passionate and very short. Breathless, Himawari-chan questioned its end.
"That was payment." Yuuko-san explained. "I will collect the rest of my payment over a certain period of time in the near future. After I have collected it all, only then will I tell you what you want to know."
Yuuko-san flashed Himawari-chan a teasing grin, stretching gracefully like a cat, and then laid out to sleep, bathing in the sun from the window. She really was having too much fun teasing Himawari-chan.