"Thank you for dinner tonight, Haruka."
"It was my pleasure," the blonde comments, pressing the P1 button on the elevator.
"But I didn't get enough information from you at all for my article. My boss will not be happy."
"Just tell your boss to shove it." With that, Haruka turns around, places one hand on Michiru's waist, and directs the smaller woman against the back wall.
"Mmm, something tells me that this will be an extra long ride from the top down." Dropping her purse with a clang, Michiru rests both arms on Haruka's shoulders and runs her right hand through the taller woman's soft hair.
"You intoxicate me, Michiru."
"More than the wine?" Even in this moment, the aqua goddess cannot help herself.
"The alcohol has nothing on you." Using her height to her advantage, Haruka grips Michiru's hands and presses them both against the elevator wall. "You want this as much as I do, don't you?"
"It really depends on what you mean," the smaller girl continues to tease, though she sighs when she feels Haruka's hips pressing against her own.
"You want to feel my mouth on yours. My tongue on yours. My whole body on yours."
Staring intensely into the other's eyes, Michiru nods. "But slowly, Haruka-san. We barely know each other. And first kisses...we want to make the most of them, don't we?" To emphasize her point, Michiru leans forward, and drops the slightest traces of kisses on Haruka's neck and jaw line.
No longer demonstrating any patience, Haruka reaches her head down and presses her lips against Michiru's.
The smaller woman sighs, enjoying the taste and the softness of Haruka's mouth. Michiru opens wider to allow the blonde's tongue to explore, and moans when she feels the gentle yet persistent pressure deep inside her. She feels Haruka's hand caressing her stomach, then heading north towards her neck. Michiru lets out another moan as she feels the same hand pushing against her throat. How does Haruka know that she likes it a bit rough?
The elevator dings and the doors open. Evidently they are already at P1.
"Are you coming with me?" Haruka questions as she breaks away from their embrace and tugs at Michiru's hand.
"I'm afraid that I have an early morning tomorrow," Michiru explains, breathing hard. "You know how it is." The aqua girl places a soft and lingering kiss on Haruka's palm. "But I'd like to see you again...if only to finish off our interview."
The taller woman frowns, but relents. "Give me your number, so I can be in touch when I get back into town next week."
Michiru picks her bag up from the floor, searches for her business card, and hands one over. "Here's everything you need. Now good night, Haruka. Sweet dreams." With that, she pushes the blonde out of the elevator, presses the button to go up, and watches as the doors close in front of her.