The Art of Seduction

HARUKA

Haruka left to Italy feeling guilty for being so focused on working, and so distant from Michiru, she had her heart divided between her passion for cars and the woman she loved.

She was sat on the seat beside the aisle, Haruka didn't remember some other time when they had been so distant, they had barely time to talk, not even start speaking about intimate stuff, their bed had never been so cold, not even when they argued they didn't deny themselves one or two sessions, but now, they had months without having intercourses; she knew her aquanette was running out of patience. What could she do? With all those appointments and activities both had, they didn't have time or energy for anything.

Also, don't even start talking about desire, that was the first thing Haruka had lost, and she hoped it was something temporary, caused just for being tired and stressed, but she had started to get worried. How was it possible to look at Michiru wearing lingerie and feel nothing? How was it possible having her naked in their bed, touch her and still fall asleep heavily? How? How could she be failing to her aquanette? Michiru gave her all, and she couldn't give the only thing she knew she wanted, and the only thing she gave her back?

"Could you at least show me you still desire me?" Michiru complained a night lying in their bed.

"Mi… Michiru…" Haruka said, avoiding her blue eyes. "I… haven't had that kind of desires for a long time."

"I won't force you if you don't desire me. Sometimes I feel that for you is obligatory being with me. I understand you are exhausted, although is kind of… frustrating the fact you don't desire me as you did."

"It's just that, lack of time and fatigue; stressed too, perhaps", Haruka said without looking at her, and rubbing her eyes she looked at the clock on the drawer: three in the morning, in four hours more she had to be again on the tracks.

"Do you still desire me?" Michiru asked, her lip trembling in fear.

"Michiru…" Haruka rested on her arm and hold her chin. "It is not about you or your body, don't think that. If I don't have desires now, it doesn't mean that I don't love you or that I don't want to be with you."

Without saying more the aquanette rested on the blonde chest.

Michiru's body trembled between Haruka's arms, who covered her with a blanket. She would have wanted to do something else that night, but instead, she closed her eyes feeling useless and impotent.

Haruka gasped, frustrated. Once again men had it easier: when they suffered lack of potency, they just needed to take a blue pill and it was fixed. "Pills…" she thought. Maybe it was just about sleeping well. Haruka searched for something in her jacket and stared at the pills in her hand.

"Michiru…"


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