Chapter 14: To Seduce A Soldier
Haruka drove the black Honda over the curvy way that lead up to the hut, concentrating on the road and thus not talking much. Michiru was sitting in the passenger's seat, looking out of the front window and awing at the beautiful landscape. Finally, Haruka pulled up to the hut and turned the engine off. "We're here." She spoke, smiling at Michiru, who smiled back and climbed out of the car. Haruka did the same, and the two women walked over to the hut. Haruka opened the door – which wasn't locked, much to Michirus surprise – and held it open for the aqua haired girl. "Please enter." The blonde spoke, smiling. Michiru smiled back and walked into the hut, swaying her hips in a seductive way. She could nearly fell Harukas look burning on her behind, and smiled to herself. "Just wait, Haruka…" she thought to herself before she turned around to face the blonde, leaning against the desk that stood in the middle of the room. "So, Haruka…" she spoke, her voice more than flirtatious, "are you hungry?" Haruka just nodded, too taken aback to say something. She slowly made her way over to Michiru, her eyes never leaving those of the aqua haired beauty. "Very hungry." The blonde finally growled, her growl making Michiru almost faint. She moved closer to the aqua haired girl until they stood so close to each other that their bodies were almost touching. Michiru raised one hand and gently ran it down Harukas right arm. All of a sudden, with the by now well-known sound, a thick string of web shot out of Harukas right wrist and got stuck at the floor. Both Haruka and Michiru looked down, Haruka blushing while Michiru started to giggle. "What was that?" Michiru finally managed to ask between two giggle fits, not noticing that she had destroyed the mood completely. Haruka gave her a smirk and replied: "Reflex, I guess…" The blonde knew that, if she would've been a man, her pants would already bulge out, but she decided that she wouldn't tell Michiru about that. After all, she didn't want to scare the aqua haired girl away. Little did Haruka know that in Michirus mind, a seducing plan slowly formed, and if she would've known, it probably would have scared her to find out how naughty Michiru could be if she wanted to.
One hour later, the two women sat at the kitchen desk, eating the salad and fish Michiru had prepared. "How long do you want to stay here?" Haruka asked between two bites of salad, gaining Michirus attention. "I don't know…one week maybe, or two?" Haruka shrugged and took another bite of the salad. "Maybe even three." She then said. "Just to make sure that they gave up searching for us…for me." Michiru let out a little sigh and looked at Haruka, a serious expression in her blue eyes. "I think Ichiro wants me for his experiments, too." She then spoke, her voice sad and somehow disappointed. "He hates me, now I helped you escape, and when I was his prisoner, he said that he wanted to do some tests with me, according my psychic powers…" "That bastard." Haruka growled, her growling increasing Michirus heartbeat again, slamming her fist down on the table. "I can't believe he would do such a thing to his own sister! It's barely acceptable that he did it to me, but doing it to you…" she trailed off, her eyes locking with Michirus. "That's all my fault." The blonde finally spoke softly. "I should have left your house, like I intended to in the first place…now I pulled you into all of this." "Hey." Michiru replied, reaching over the desk and taking Harukas hand into hers. Her thumb unconsciously stroke the spot of her wrist where her web always shot out, and the blonde drew in a sharp breath. Michiru pretended that she hadn't noticed, but smiled inwardly. "Seems like I found a sensitive spot, huh, Haruka?" she thought to herself. "It's not your fault. It was me who chained us together with the handcuffs, remember? And it was me who insisted on coming with you, although you kept warning me. So don't blame yourself." Haruka let out a little sigh and looked down on the desk. "Still…I'm sorry, Michiru. I ruined your life…" Michiru squeezed her hand, causing her to look up again. "No you didn't. More likely, you made my life better." The aqua haired girl stayed silent for a moment before she spoke on: "I never had friends, Haruka. The only person that was around me was my brother…you're the first real friend I have who isn't family." Haruka gave her a little smile, then sighed and stood up. She started to put the dishes into the sink, not noticing that Michirus eyes were glued to her behind. Slowly, Michirus thoughts wandered off into the direction her brother always had classified as Hentai, and she dreamed about seducing Haruka once more. "Stop dreaming and do it!" a little voice in her head suddenly whispered. Michiru considered this for a moment, then she made her decision, a grin slowly spreading over her face.
Author's Note: Okay peeps, time for a serious question now. Makoto-18 wrote a lemon chapter for me (which is really good) for this fic, and now I want to know from you: do you want to read it? Yes or no? Please tell me!
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