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10 - The heat and the passion
They had barely made it into the elevator, when their mouths crushed together again.
It was as if that first kiss had triggered something inside them, and they couldn't keep their hands away from the other. The alcohol running through their systems was probably helping, but the desire was there non the less, burning.
Haruka could barely put her car keys in her back pocket, when a moan escaped her lips and she let her head fall back, as Michiru's lips started leaving wet, soft kisses along her neck, licking and sucking the soft, sensitive skin. Her hands sliding up from under her t-shirt, caressing her stomach and going up, making her shudder and burning her everywhere she touched her.
She let her own hands enjoy the wonders of Michiru's body, one working with the knot of her shirt, to then cup her breast, massaging it through the thin material of her tank top. The other one cupping her behind, pressing their hips together.
The elevator finally made it to the sixth floor, and they stumbled out, hands all over each other, tongues furiously dancing together. And the moment Michiru opened her door, fighting with her keys without letting go of the blonde's mouth, Haruka pushed her inside, shutting the door with the impact of their bodies, grabbing her wrists with both hands and pinning her there. One leg going between them, brushing against Michiru's desire, and the aquamarine haired beauty rocked her hips desperately, moaning deeply.
She freed her hands, one going through short blonde locks, keeping her there and kissing her savagely, the other going between their bodies and under the blonde's t-shirt, cupping her breast.
She smiled against Haruka's lips, not really knowing if she was smiling because of the deep, soft moan that escaped the tall woman's throat, or because her hand had come up and discovered the blonde wasn't wearing a bra at all.
And when she felt a hand teasing her through her laced, and already wet, panties, she got tired of the blonde's t-shirt, and pulled it off.
She took her time to teas and taste the blonde's soft breasts, licking and sucking on the pink, hard nipples, and enjoying each and every one of the blonde's gasps and moans.
A hand on the back of her neck brought her back to Haruka's lips, and she accepted the invitation, her hands still playing with soft, rounded breasts. Another hand made her underwear aside, one finger teasing her clit in the most delicious, torturing way.
She moaned deeply into the blonde's mouth, and moved her hips up, asking, begging for her to take her.
And when, finally, two fingers slid inside her, she moaned deeply, blue eyes locked with green ones, her breathing becoming erratic.
And Haruka looked at her, memorizing her every gesture, and the way her lips were parted, moans and gasps escaping them, while her fingers kept on thrusting inside her, building her up, caressing her intimately.
And then Michiru felt her world exploding around her, and she closed her eyes, tilting her head up and letting out a deep, loud scream of pure pleasure, trembling and hanging from the blonde's neck, just to avoid falling to the floor. Two fingers still inside her, now softly caressing her pulsing folds.
Haruka let her free hand caressed the girl's cheek, giving her time to recover, but Michiru had other plans.
She opened her blue eyes, still unfocused with the force of her release, and looked into those deep, lustful green eyes, tracing her thumb on the blonde's lips. And her eyes went unfocused with passion again, when she felt her kissing her thumb.
So she kissed her again, deeply and passionately, pushing her away from the door they were both leaning against and into the hallway. Her hands traveling all over her tall frame, caressing the warm, soft skin, and working on the belt that was currently keeping her away from her destination. Haruka's long, desperate hands working on her clothing, getting rid of her tank top, her skirt long gone somewhere on the hallway.
They stumbled into the room, and Michiru pushed her into the soft mattress, now kissing her flat stomach, her tongue making patterns around her navel, her hands unbuttoning her jeans. And then she slid them down her long legs, along with her black underwear, throwing them somewhere behind her.
She stood up, taking off her own underwear, and Haruka sat up, admiring the naked beauty in front of her, her eyes taking in her every curve.
Michiru looked at her, her eyes full of promises and desire, and then she went to her, kneeling between those long legs. Her eyes still locked on green ones, her tongue playing with the blonde's lips, two fingers sliding inside her.
Haruka moaned, closing her eyes briefly, enjoying the feeling of Michiru inside her, playing with her, teasing her. Driving her crazy with hot, pure desire.
She couldn't even think, all she could do was feel. Feel those fingers thrusting inside her, feel those lips kissing her, those soft, perfectly round breasts pressed against hers.
She fell to the mattress, her hips moving uncontrollably up and down against Michiru's hand.
Her orgasm caught her by surprise. It came so fast, and so strong, that she screamed out, arching her back and closing her eyes. But that skillful mouth wouldn't let hers, and she didn't want it to.
They rolled around the sheets, kissing furiously, fighting for dominance, showering the others body with hot kisses and burning caresses. Fingers sliding inside the other, thrusting rhythmically, their bodies moving together, pleasuring, teasing, building each other up again.
Deep, loud moans filling the room as they desperately moved against each other, wanting more, needing more.
It wasn't enough. It was nowhere near enough. And when they finally reached their climax, moaning deeply and breathing hard, it was still not enough. Their bodies pressed together, the sound of their moans and the feel of the others warm, soft skin, came to them in the form of the most addictive, delicious drug.
And they needed more.
So they didn't stop. Not then, and not for the rest of the night. Memorizing the others body, kissing and caressing every inch, every freckle, teasing, testing, tasting each other, until they both fell to the sheets, exhausted. And still holding each other.
"You have got to be kidding me" Michiru said, still out of breath, laying on her back, the sheet covering her naked body, a hand on her forehead.
Haruka looked at her, laying on her back too, and equally trying to catch her breath.
"Are you always like this?" Michiru asked, now turning on her side, supporting her head with her hand, and looking to her green, tired eyes. "I mean, I knew what to expect, but if I had known I was missing out on this with my stupid abstinence..."
The blonde chuckled "You? On abstinence?" she asked, incredulous "I'm sorry, but I find that hard to believe!" she exclaimed, laughing.
Michiru smiled "Is that a compliment?" she asked, giggling.
"Yeah!" Haruka exclaimed again "I mean, I had my fair share of lovers on the last few months, but..."
"Oh, that explains it" Michiru said, interrupting her, and making the blonde looked up at her, frowning "Your... skills" she said, now blushing a little, but enjoying the blonde's blush.
"So, you're a player, or you're just experimenting a little?" she asked, intrigued, but when the blonde let out a sigh, she quickly added "I'm just curious, that's all"
"No, it's ok. I... I don't know" she answered her, still frowning, and looking like she was considering what to answer at all "I wouldn't call myself a player. I mean, it's not like I go out every night to get laid. And I honestly wasn't expecting this tonight" she said, and when the aquamarine haired girl next to her giggled, she smiled too, blushing slightly "Honestly! I swear!" she exclaimed "I just wanted to loosen up a little, and you just sort of... showed up. As for the experimenting part, I could ask you the same" she said, winking.
Michiru blushed "Well, you're not my first, if that's what you're asking" she said "And I'm not experimenting or anything. I just... like to have the best of both worlds, I guess"
Haruka laughed at that statement "But didn't you just said you were on an abstinence phase or something?"
"Yeah, I was" she answered, laying her head on the pillow, one hand going to caress the blonde's stomach trough the sheets, mindlessly "I guess I just got tired of playing games" she finally said.
But then she jerked up, looking at the blonde's eyes "Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking you for anything..."
"It's ok" Haruka said, chuckling at the girl's sudden panic attack "I know what you mean" she assured her "And I'm a girl, remember? I'm not going to freak out just because you're not the one night stand kind of girl. That's a guy's job"
"I'm really not asking for any commitment here. I was just saying..."
"I know" the blonde interrupted her, her hand playing with aquamarine curls "And I get your point. I mean, I was getting fed up with all the brainless dudes out there too" she said "They all turn out to be so full of themselves and so utterly stupid, that it gets kinda boring to even try for a second round"
Michiru giggled at her statement, but then she frowned "But I thought you've been trying for the other team lately"
Haruka chuckled "I'm not 'trying'" she answered, brushing her lips against the girl's forehead "I'm just... testing a theory" she finally said.
But when Michiru simply frowned at her, she let out a sigh, wondering how exactly could she put into words her predicament, and make some kind of explanation out of it.
And she wondered if she could trust her. They were practically strangers. Ok, maybe not strangers, considering they had just spend most part of the night tangled around each other...
But looking into her deep blue eyes, Haruka realized there was just something about Michiru that made her trust her.
So, she told her. She told her about her teenage crush on her classmate, and about her confusing years while growing up. She told her about her ex boyfriend, and about the guys she would occasionally have sex with.
And then she told her about that night, months ago, when she had found herself on another girl's bed. And the girls that followed after, and her attempts to try and define herself, and clear her mind.
"So, you're bisexual" Michiru said "There's nothing wrong with it"
"I know" Haruka said, letting out a sigh "But sooner or later you just have to pick a team, right? I mean, isn't bisexuality some kind of indecision state or something?"
"Not necessary" Michiru argued "I'm bisexual, and I never really thought about it like that. Sure, I've never really dated a girl seriously, but I would if I find the right one" she said, surprised at herself when she actually meant those words "I guess, in the end, what matters to me is the person, not the gender" she frowned then "Of course, the whole dating a girl would come up as a huge surprise to my mother and she would probably have a heart attack on me or something, but you know, it's my life, right?"
Haruka chuckled "So, no one knows about your little bisexual tendencies?" she asked.
"My friend Minako knows" Michiru answered "She was there with me when I first met a girl that made her way into my panties" she joked "But no one else does. Well, except you, of course"
"Oh, don't worry, your secret's safe with me" she assured her, smiling, and caressing her bare arm.
"Really?" she asked, pouting "And here I was, hoping you would blackmail me or something" she joked.
Haruka laughed at that, and then she rolled over, positioning herself on top of Michiru's naked form.
"I really don't think I need to do that" she said, kissing her neck "But I will if you want me to" she whispered into her ear.
Michiru lift one leg, trapping the blonde's waist and pressing herself against her.
"Please do" she whispered back, before kissing her deeply.