DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon. Thank you to Takeuchi-sama for giving us such awesome characters to play with.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Let's see if this chapter earns it's 'M' rating for something other than violence.

The Concert

Haruka Tenoh

After we entered Michiru's penthouse suite, she kissed me on the cheek and headed off to her bedroom. I sat down on the couch and waited for her return.

"Ha…ru…ka?" Michiru called from her bedroom.

"Hai?" I answered from the living room.

"Please do not keep me waiting too long."

I sprinted from the couch to Michiru's bedroom in record time that would have made my old high school track coach proud. When I got to her bedroom door, Michiru wasn't there. Before I could call out to her, I felt her come up behind me.

"Haruka," Michiru purred from behind me as she wrapped her arms around my waist.

Michiru pressed several kisses between my shoulder blades as her hands deftly unbuttoned my shirt. She pulled off my shirt and discarded it on the floor. I felt my bra open and wet kisses covered my now bare back. Michiru ran her tongue up my spine from my lower back, sending shivers throughout my body.

"Michiru," I spun around and took her in my arms, trying to buy some time while I regained control of my libido.

I wanted Michiru right there in the hallway and if she were any other woman, I probably would've slammed her up against the wall and taken her, but she wasn't some track groupie. I wanted more than sex with her.

"Haruka," Michiru breathlessly pleaded in my ear.

"Michiru," I murmured as my lips tasted the sweet skin of her neck.

My mind was a battleground. I desperately wanted to take Michiru to bed and she obviously wanted me to, but I wasn't sure if this would taint starting a real relationship with her. I knew myself well enough to know I never got serious about the women who gave themselves to me easily.

"Haruka," Michiru moaned and captured my lips in a passionate kiss.

She must've sensed my hesitation, because she gently pushed against me, leading me to her bed while we kissed. I felt the back of my knees hit the bed and we fell onto it. Michiru broke our kiss and smiled wickedly at me.

"Michiru?"

"Haruka, hush," Michiru placed her finger against my lips.

Michiru straddled my waist. Leaning up to my face, she took my lips in a rough kiss. I felt her tongue caressing my lips, coaxing them open. She ran her tongue along the underside of my upper teeth, sending little sparks into my mouth. I moaned. She pulled her lips away from my mouth, leaving me panting hard.

"I wonder if your ears…?" Michiru breathed against my ear before she licked it.

I took in a breath sharply and shuddered when she gently drew in air against my wet ear. She moaned softly into my ear. I grabbed two handfuls of Michiru's bedspread and my back arched slightly.

"Mi…chi…ru," I panted.

"Oh…they are," Michiru giggled and teased my other ear.

Michiru buried her hands in my hair as she continued to taunt and tease my now extremely sensitive ears.

"Michiru," I begged.

"Haruka, just relax," Michiru whispered soothingly in my ear.

Michiru moved down from my ears to my neck. She placed light kisses all over my neck. They tickled and I involuntarily squirmed. I felt Michiru giggle against me. She playfully licked my collar bone and trailed her tongue up to my neck. I thought she was going to continue her playful licking on my neck, but she opened her mouth and passionately sucked on my neck.

"MICHIRU!" I moaned loudly.

I knew there would be a mark, but I was beyond caring. Michiru moaned softly. My now painfully erect nipples brushed against Michiru's blouse. They and the aching wetness between my legs begged for attention.

"Haruka," Michiru purred and cupped my breast.

Michiru wrapped her warm wet mouth around my erect nipple and suckled. I felt like I was caught in a riptide being pulled out to sea.

"Michiru," I moaned and arched my back.

I was happily drowning in my desire for this beautiful aqua-haired goddess. When Michiru moved to my other nipple, my body felt electrified.

"Ha…ru…ka," Michiru moaned and ran her tongue down my stomach.

Michiru paused briefly at my navel. She flicked her tongue in it before heading further down. I didn't even feel her unbutton and unzip my tuxedo pants. Michiru smoothly pulled my pants and briefs down in one fluid motion. The sudden cool air against my hot skin made me shiver.

"Haruka, are you cold?" Michiru asked concerned.

"N…n…no," I stammered.

Michiru gently parted my legs and settled between them. I felt Michiru's warm breath against my pubic hair and my hips instinctively rose up. She cupped my cheeks with both hands and pulled me up to her.

"Mi…chi…ru," I moaned deeply.

"Haruka," Michiru said softly before pressing a kiss into my mound.

I thought I was going to die. If I died right now, I wouldn't mind at all.