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I continued driving down the road to the beach. It was getting near sunset and the blonde behind me yawned slightly and rested her head on my back. I felt a pleasant shudder going through me. God, she was good. We reached the beach and she got off the motercycle, stretching her model legs. She grabbed my hand and we ran together to the beach. Her hands were just like Michiru's… urgh!!! Haruka, stop thinking about her! I entertwined my fingers into hers, trying to replace Michiru's face with the blonde's in my head. I just realized that I didn't even know her name. We sat down, panting on the sand.
"What's your name?" I heard the blonde pause.
"Michelle."
"Pretty name." I winked at her and she threw a handful of sand at me.
"Don't you try and get all flirty with me, playboy." She rolled it over her tongue in an interesting way… there was something too familiar with her voice.
"Take off your sunglasses."
"Mm… why should I? You said you'd never take off your sunglasses on tv, ne?"
"I changed my mind. Take them off." I was staring at her hands, and I was afraid at what I would see. The blonde grinned at me.
"Make me." She ran her tongue over her lips. I moaned inwardly. I grabbed her hand, twisted it behind her, and was surprised when she pulled it away and kicked me into the sand. She smiled and pounced on me, grinning to her ears like a chesire cat. I knew that the only way to beat her and get her sunglasses was to use her feelings against her.
"You're strong."
"Why thank you."
"But I bet you'd melt to the floor when some guy looks at you."
"No I wouldn't." She huffed. "I don't have those feelings for guys. They can't control me. I control them." OH dear, that was the evil grin. Lord have mercy.
"Oh yeah? Well let me stand up and I will make you melt to the floor like hot butter."
"You're on." She stood up and I jumped to my feet, smiling at her. She may have the strength to pin me down, but she had the hotties for me- and I knew it. I drew her close to me and felt her shudder.
"Close your eyes." I ordered.
"Make me." She smiled. Then she sighed and closed her eyes. I couldn't even tell what color they were behind her sunglasses. I told her to lie face up on the sand, and she did as I told her. I knelt down to her, and took the tips of my fingers, and slowly and lightly started brushing her with them from the ends of her fingers to her shoulders. I was driving her mad. She clenched her hands and tried not to lean out and pull me with her. The sun was starting to set. I didn't have much time. I reached her shoulders and then started my way down. When I reached her breasts, I quickly raked my fingernails across them in one swipe and she pounced on me like a lion. I wrapped my arms around her once more and slowly brushed my lips lightly against her neck up to her face. When I reached her lips, I could feel her tense with anticipation, but I did nothing. My hand around her waist pushed her closer to me, and our bodies were touching. She was crazy, wanting me to kiss her as soon as possible. The sun was at the point where all I could see was her outlines of her face, nose, mouth, etc. I then realized it. I was too distracted by the different color of her hair and the way that she dressed that I didn't figure it out. She was Michiru. I had drawn and studied her face so many times in art class that if I closed my eyes now and drew her, it would look like a photograph. The same facial structure I had drawn badly the first time was right there. But that wasn't what revealed her to me. It was the lips. They were the thin kind like she told me, but were just as kissable as ever. I ached to hold her tighter in my arms and cover her with light butterfly kisses. She was driving me crazy. We were lying, entangled, on the beach, and I turned on top of her. The little sunlight hit her face. Her eyes were closed, and I knelt down and ran my fingers over her lips… oh those gorgeous lips, and then kissed the corners while I felt her groan under me.
"Haruka… damn you and my emotions," She whispered, closing her eyes. While she said this, I knew what to do. I was going to take off her sunglasses, but then she'd think that I loved the blonde I was teasing earlier. I had to let her know I already knew who she was. I covered her body with mine once more, and leaned to her ear.
"Your lips are still kissable, though." I whispered into her ear. Then before she could respond, I covered her lips with mine and gave her a sweet kiss. Michiru felt herself melting into his arms right before she realized he knew all along. "Ohhhh god…" she moaned into his lips. Then I pulled myself from her lips and smiled.
"I won." He gave me one more brief kiss and took me home.
I continued driving down the road to the beach. It was getting near sunset and the blonde behind me yawned slightly and rested her head on my back. I felt a pleasant shudder going through me. God, she was good. We reached the beach and she got off the motercycle, stretching her model legs. She grabbed my hand and we ran together to the beach. Her hands were just like Michiru's… urgh!!! Haruka, stop thinking about her! I entertwined my fingers into hers, trying to replace Michiru's face with the blonde's in my head. I just realized that I didn't even know her name. We sat down, panting on the sand.
"What's your name?" I heard the blonde pause.
"Michelle."
"Pretty name." I winked at her and she threw a handful of sand at me.
"Don't you try and get all flirty with me, playboy." She rolled it over her tongue in an interesting way… there was something too familiar with her voice.
"Take off your sunglasses."
"Mm… why should I? You said you'd never take off your sunglasses on tv, ne?"
"I changed my mind. Take them off." I was staring at her hands, and I was afraid at what I would see. The blonde grinned at me.
"Make me." She ran her tongue over her lips. I moaned inwardly. I grabbed her hand, twisted it behind her, and was surprised when she pulled it away and kicked me into the sand. She smiled and pounced on me, grinning to her ears like a chesire cat. I knew that the only way to beat her and get her sunglasses was to use her feelings against her.
"You're strong."
"Why thank you."
"But I bet you'd melt to the floor when some guy looks at you."
"No I wouldn't." She huffed. "I don't have those feelings for guys. They can't control me. I control them." OH dear, that was the evil grin. Lord have mercy.
"Oh yeah? Well let me stand up and I will make you melt to the floor like hot butter."
"You're on." She stood up and I jumped to my feet, smiling at her. She may have the strength to pin me down, but she had the hotties for me- and I knew it. I drew her close to me and felt her shudder.
"Close your eyes." I ordered.
"Make me." She smiled. Then she sighed and closed her eyes. I couldn't even tell what color they were behind her sunglasses. I told her to lie face up on the sand, and she did as I told her. I knelt down to her, and took the tips of my fingers, and slowly and lightly started brushing her with them from the ends of her fingers to her shoulders. I was driving her mad. She clenched her hands and tried not to lean out and pull me with her. The sun was starting to set. I didn't have much time. I reached her shoulders and then started my way down. When I reached her breasts, I quickly raked my fingernails across them in one swipe and she pounced on me like a lion. I wrapped my arms around her once more and slowly brushed my lips lightly against her neck up to her face. When I reached her lips, I could feel her tense with anticipation, but I did nothing. My hand around her waist pushed her closer to me, and our bodies were touching. She was crazy, wanting me to kiss her as soon as possible. The sun was at the point where all I could see was her outlines of her face, nose, mouth, etc. I then realized it. I was too distracted by the different color of her hair and the way that she dressed that I didn't figure it out. She was Michiru. I had drawn and studied her face so many times in art class that if I closed my eyes now and drew her, it would look like a photograph. The same facial structure I had drawn badly the first time was right there. But that wasn't what revealed her to me. It was the lips. They were the thin kind like she told me, but were just as kissable as ever. I ached to hold her tighter in my arms and cover her with light butterfly kisses. She was driving me crazy. We were lying, entangled, on the beach, and I turned on top of her. The little sunlight hit her face. Her eyes were closed, and I knelt down and ran my fingers over her lips… oh those gorgeous lips, and then kissed the corners while I felt her groan under me.
"Haruka… damn you and my emotions," She whispered, closing her eyes. While she said this, I knew what to do. I was going to take off her sunglasses, but then she'd think that I loved the blonde I was teasing earlier. I had to let her know I already knew who she was. I covered her body with mine once more, and leaned to her ear.
"Your lips are still kissable, though." I whispered into her ear. Then before she could respond, I covered her lips with mine and gave her a sweet kiss. Michiru felt herself melting into his arms right before she realized he knew all along. "Ohhhh god…" she moaned into his lips. Then I pulled myself from her lips and smiled.
"I won." He gave me one more brief kiss and took me home.