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They stopped in front of the castle. Michiru looked outside. It was made in the same style as hers.
"This is where you will remain captive from now on." Haruka stepped out of the carriage, and walked towards the castle. Michiru waited for him to open the door. When she saw that he didn't, she clenched her teeth and got out herself.
"No manners as well." She yelled at him. Haruka just made a half shrug and went in. Michiru followed him and with a critical eye looked around the castle. Hers was more of a palace, with many swimming pools and waterfalls. This. looked more like a dungeon. 'Well, a well-furnished and beautiful one, but a dungeon indeed.' She thought. She heard footsteps and saw the thirty servants Haruka had, all of them dressed in a long red gown. They looked at her with envy. Michiru suddenly understood.
"Your concubines?!?" She hissed at him angrily.
"One can never have enough." Haruka winked roguishly at the last two that came in, clearly his favorites because they didn't wear gowns- instead, they wore gold and had much jewelry on. Both of them were beauties, one with long golden hair and blue eyes, and the other the exact opposite- a delicious brown one with blue eyes as well. Michiru blushed when she thought of the second one as 'delicious.' "What's wrong with me?" She thought.
"I like to keep my women happy." Haruka explained as Michiru raised an eyebrow at all the emeralds they had on.
"I'm sure that's the only way you can." Michiru answered tartily, to which Haruka pulled her to him, his lips skimming dangerously on her ear. Michiru froze, her words caught in her throat.
"Now that's better." Haruka whispered, and before he could move his lips down to her creamy white throat someone cleared their throat. Haruka stood up abruptly, pushing Michiru slightly away from himself. Michiru blushed, flustered, and then caught the eye of the brown-skinned woman who was eyeing her with great interest.
"She's a lesbian? Then why is she sleeping with." Michiru's trail of thought was interrupted with the King and Queen of Spain finally arriving in their carriage.
"Gracias- Si vas. no. ninguna, vez-" The Queen stopped talking to the King and they came inside, and saw Haruka's concubines. Haruka murmured something about making sure his concubines had a gift before leaving, and left.
"Sabéis que tienen que salir." (You guys know you have to leave.) The Queen spoke to the concubines. They nodded slowly, and went back to their quarters to get their belongings. The queen turned to Michiru and spoke in English.
"I know this castle isn't like yours, but I hope you will come to love this place, and this country, as you live here." She spoke kindly, but Michiru didn't want to believe her. She knew the Spanish were tricksters, but the queen seemed to be honest.' The queen continued speaking.
"Oh! I haven't gotten you a wedding gift. You may ask me for anything you want, anything at all-"
"There is one thing." Michiru spoke in Spanish, to the Queen's dismay. Michiru caught the eye of the latin concubine coming back from her quarters, her arms full with her jewels and belongings, and her eyes filled with sadness. Michiru knew instantly that she had been sold to the king and queen, and she had been poor. Before she knew what she was doing, she spoke.
"I would like." She blushed. ".her." The latin beauty's eyes lit up and Michiru felt like she had been dipped in honey. To her surprise, the queen didn't look repulsed at all. Instead, she looked at Michiru differently; maybe with a little more hope? Michiru was still looking down at her feet blushing. The queen smiled.
"Of course you may have her. It is not unusual for royalty to have. companions." Michiru's eyes widened as the queen winked at her. "Her sister once was my companion- they are of a good breed. I hope you will be pleased with your gift." Michiru couldn't stop blushing. She looked up into the chocolate beauty's glassy eyes and knew she made the right choice. Haruka returned, his arms laden with silk and jewels. He saw the rest of the concubines had left, and sighed. Then he saw Michiru and one of his concubines and he looked shocked. He went up to his mother.
"Mom, what is Rebecca still doing here?" He looked puzzled as he saw Rebecca intertwine her fingers with Michiru's.
"She is Michiru's wedding gift." The queen replied, watching with satisfaction the look of rage and shock go over her son's face.
"E-excuse me? Do you mean to say that." Haruka looked over at Michiru and knew. "I won't allow this to happen. I refuse. Michiru is MY wife, and- " His jaw dropped as Rebecca wrapped her arms around Michiru from behind. "Rebecca!" Rebecca flinched and pulled her arms away from Michiru. Michiru's eyes hardened to icy diamonds. As Rebecca murmured a 'sorry' to Haruka and lowered her eyes while picking up her belongings, Michiru had enough.
"Come here Rebecca." Rebecca obeyed. The queen knew what was going to happen. She raised an eyebrow and while chuckling to herself, left. Michiru looked into Rebecca's eyes and then lowered her face to her's. She needed to know whether she really truly had feelings for the woman. When their lips met, Michiru was slightly disappointed because it wasn't as good as she thought it would have felt. But when the chocolate goddess opened her luscious lips to hers, she felt a flash of desire go through her body. She knew it wasn't love, but she knew it wasn't just a simple kiss. She was abruptly pushed away from Rebecca by a ferocious Haruka.
When Haruka saw Michiru kiss Rebecca, for a minute she was in shock. This confirmed that she thought Michiru was lesbian. "Maybe I have a chance with her," She thought. Then she saw the kiss deepen and then grew extremely jealous. She pushed them apart.
"YOU! LEAVE NOW!" Haruka yelled at Rebecca. Rebecca was dazed from the kiss she shared with Michiru, but then came back to her senses and scrambled away to her belongings, when a voice stopped her.
"Rebecca, you're staying here." Michiru's eyes looked different, glazed with passion and desire. Rebecca smiled and embraced her from behind. Haruka looked as if he might explode.
"She is leaving."
"She is not going anywhere. The queen told you, she's my marriage present."
"I won't have this."
"It's about time you do, love." Michiru's voice went sarcastic. "I know you can't pleasure me but I know she can, and very well at tha-" Michiru was grabbed roughly by an enraged Haruka who pushed her against the wall and flattened his body against hers. Michiru held in a gasp at the feelings running through her. She wanted to close her eyes and bask in the feeling but she couldn't. She was stopped by a husky voice in her ear.
"Can you tell me that you didn't feel passion running through you when I did this? Imagine how it would have been if I had kissed you. Don't tell me you don't have passion for me, Michiru, it's a lie, and you damn well know it."
"Get off of me!" Hissed an invaded Michiru, pushing Haruka away. Rebecca looked doubtfully back and forth from her mistress to her past mistress. "She doesn't know Haruka is a girl, does she?" She thought. "I won't let Haruka steal her from me. She's too beautiful to let go of." Rebecca pulled Michiru to her and kissed her deeply. Then she let go abruptly, letting a bedazzled Michiru blink a couple of times and return back to consciousness. Haruka nearly strangled Rebecca but she hid behind Michiru. In her most pleading voice, Rebecca whispered.
"Princess, are you making me go?"
Michiru didn't answer because a rough had pushed her away from Rebecca. "Yes. You. Are. Leaving." Haruka glared at the woman and then sighed. "Sweetie, come here." Rebecca looked doubtful, but went into Haruka's arms. Haruka whispered gently into her ear.
"You know I can't let you be her mistress. Not now, now that she's just arrived." Haruka pleaded. "Please? I." Haruka's voice got soft. "I can't stand seeing you with her and not me." Rebecca practically melted at Haruka's feet at the words. She nodded.
Michiru heard the soft words in Rebecca's ear. "Haruka loves Rebecca?" She thought sadly. "I guess that's why he was so determined to see her leave, so that he would try to forget her." Michiru sighed, and then watched how Rebecca smiled up at Haruka and they kissed. Michiru held back the urge to pull them apart and wring Rebecca's neck. 'Wait, wring Rebecca's neck? I should wring Haruka's...' She thought. When the two lovers broke apart Rebecca came up to Michiru.
"I'll be leavin' now, Princess." She smiled up at Michiru. "Thank you for the kiss, it was wonderful." Rebecca couldn't help herself and dropped one more kiss on Michiru's lips before leaving quickly.
The door slammed quickly behind Michiru and Haruka, and Michiru realized how alone in the room she was with Haruka, and then felt two arms wrap themselves around her and heard a sultry whisper in her ear.
"Finally we're alone." Michiru gasped as two very skillful lips came on her neck.
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They stopped in front of the castle. Michiru looked outside. It was made in the same style as hers.
"This is where you will remain captive from now on." Haruka stepped out of the carriage, and walked towards the castle. Michiru waited for him to open the door. When she saw that he didn't, she clenched her teeth and got out herself.
"No manners as well." She yelled at him. Haruka just made a half shrug and went in. Michiru followed him and with a critical eye looked around the castle. Hers was more of a palace, with many swimming pools and waterfalls. This. looked more like a dungeon. 'Well, a well-furnished and beautiful one, but a dungeon indeed.' She thought. She heard footsteps and saw the thirty servants Haruka had, all of them dressed in a long red gown. They looked at her with envy. Michiru suddenly understood.
"Your concubines?!?" She hissed at him angrily.
"One can never have enough." Haruka winked roguishly at the last two that came in, clearly his favorites because they didn't wear gowns- instead, they wore gold and had much jewelry on. Both of them were beauties, one with long golden hair and blue eyes, and the other the exact opposite- a delicious brown one with blue eyes as well. Michiru blushed when she thought of the second one as 'delicious.' "What's wrong with me?" She thought.
"I like to keep my women happy." Haruka explained as Michiru raised an eyebrow at all the emeralds they had on.
"I'm sure that's the only way you can." Michiru answered tartily, to which Haruka pulled her to him, his lips skimming dangerously on her ear. Michiru froze, her words caught in her throat.
"Now that's better." Haruka whispered, and before he could move his lips down to her creamy white throat someone cleared their throat. Haruka stood up abruptly, pushing Michiru slightly away from himself. Michiru blushed, flustered, and then caught the eye of the brown-skinned woman who was eyeing her with great interest.
"She's a lesbian? Then why is she sleeping with." Michiru's trail of thought was interrupted with the King and Queen of Spain finally arriving in their carriage.
"Gracias- Si vas. no. ninguna, vez-" The Queen stopped talking to the King and they came inside, and saw Haruka's concubines. Haruka murmured something about making sure his concubines had a gift before leaving, and left.
"Sabéis que tienen que salir." (You guys know you have to leave.) The Queen spoke to the concubines. They nodded slowly, and went back to their quarters to get their belongings. The queen turned to Michiru and spoke in English.
"I know this castle isn't like yours, but I hope you will come to love this place, and this country, as you live here." She spoke kindly, but Michiru didn't want to believe her. She knew the Spanish were tricksters, but the queen seemed to be honest.' The queen continued speaking.
"Oh! I haven't gotten you a wedding gift. You may ask me for anything you want, anything at all-"
"There is one thing." Michiru spoke in Spanish, to the Queen's dismay. Michiru caught the eye of the latin concubine coming back from her quarters, her arms full with her jewels and belongings, and her eyes filled with sadness. Michiru knew instantly that she had been sold to the king and queen, and she had been poor. Before she knew what she was doing, she spoke.
"I would like." She blushed. ".her." The latin beauty's eyes lit up and Michiru felt like she had been dipped in honey. To her surprise, the queen didn't look repulsed at all. Instead, she looked at Michiru differently; maybe with a little more hope? Michiru was still looking down at her feet blushing. The queen smiled.
"Of course you may have her. It is not unusual for royalty to have. companions." Michiru's eyes widened as the queen winked at her. "Her sister once was my companion- they are of a good breed. I hope you will be pleased with your gift." Michiru couldn't stop blushing. She looked up into the chocolate beauty's glassy eyes and knew she made the right choice. Haruka returned, his arms laden with silk and jewels. He saw the rest of the concubines had left, and sighed. Then he saw Michiru and one of his concubines and he looked shocked. He went up to his mother.
"Mom, what is Rebecca still doing here?" He looked puzzled as he saw Rebecca intertwine her fingers with Michiru's.
"She is Michiru's wedding gift." The queen replied, watching with satisfaction the look of rage and shock go over her son's face.
"E-excuse me? Do you mean to say that." Haruka looked over at Michiru and knew. "I won't allow this to happen. I refuse. Michiru is MY wife, and- " His jaw dropped as Rebecca wrapped her arms around Michiru from behind. "Rebecca!" Rebecca flinched and pulled her arms away from Michiru. Michiru's eyes hardened to icy diamonds. As Rebecca murmured a 'sorry' to Haruka and lowered her eyes while picking up her belongings, Michiru had enough.
"Come here Rebecca." Rebecca obeyed. The queen knew what was going to happen. She raised an eyebrow and while chuckling to herself, left. Michiru looked into Rebecca's eyes and then lowered her face to her's. She needed to know whether she really truly had feelings for the woman. When their lips met, Michiru was slightly disappointed because it wasn't as good as she thought it would have felt. But when the chocolate goddess opened her luscious lips to hers, she felt a flash of desire go through her body. She knew it wasn't love, but she knew it wasn't just a simple kiss. She was abruptly pushed away from Rebecca by a ferocious Haruka.
When Haruka saw Michiru kiss Rebecca, for a minute she was in shock. This confirmed that she thought Michiru was lesbian. "Maybe I have a chance with her," She thought. Then she saw the kiss deepen and then grew extremely jealous. She pushed them apart.
"YOU! LEAVE NOW!" Haruka yelled at Rebecca. Rebecca was dazed from the kiss she shared with Michiru, but then came back to her senses and scrambled away to her belongings, when a voice stopped her.
"Rebecca, you're staying here." Michiru's eyes looked different, glazed with passion and desire. Rebecca smiled and embraced her from behind. Haruka looked as if he might explode.
"She is leaving."
"She is not going anywhere. The queen told you, she's my marriage present."
"I won't have this."
"It's about time you do, love." Michiru's voice went sarcastic. "I know you can't pleasure me but I know she can, and very well at tha-" Michiru was grabbed roughly by an enraged Haruka who pushed her against the wall and flattened his body against hers. Michiru held in a gasp at the feelings running through her. She wanted to close her eyes and bask in the feeling but she couldn't. She was stopped by a husky voice in her ear.
"Can you tell me that you didn't feel passion running through you when I did this? Imagine how it would have been if I had kissed you. Don't tell me you don't have passion for me, Michiru, it's a lie, and you damn well know it."
"Get off of me!" Hissed an invaded Michiru, pushing Haruka away. Rebecca looked doubtfully back and forth from her mistress to her past mistress. "She doesn't know Haruka is a girl, does she?" She thought. "I won't let Haruka steal her from me. She's too beautiful to let go of." Rebecca pulled Michiru to her and kissed her deeply. Then she let go abruptly, letting a bedazzled Michiru blink a couple of times and return back to consciousness. Haruka nearly strangled Rebecca but she hid behind Michiru. In her most pleading voice, Rebecca whispered.
"Princess, are you making me go?"
Michiru didn't answer because a rough had pushed her away from Rebecca. "Yes. You. Are. Leaving." Haruka glared at the woman and then sighed. "Sweetie, come here." Rebecca looked doubtful, but went into Haruka's arms. Haruka whispered gently into her ear.
"You know I can't let you be her mistress. Not now, now that she's just arrived." Haruka pleaded. "Please? I." Haruka's voice got soft. "I can't stand seeing you with her and not me." Rebecca practically melted at Haruka's feet at the words. She nodded.
Michiru heard the soft words in Rebecca's ear. "Haruka loves Rebecca?" She thought sadly. "I guess that's why he was so determined to see her leave, so that he would try to forget her." Michiru sighed, and then watched how Rebecca smiled up at Haruka and they kissed. Michiru held back the urge to pull them apart and wring Rebecca's neck. 'Wait, wring Rebecca's neck? I should wring Haruka's...' She thought. When the two lovers broke apart Rebecca came up to Michiru.
"I'll be leavin' now, Princess." She smiled up at Michiru. "Thank you for the kiss, it was wonderful." Rebecca couldn't help herself and dropped one more kiss on Michiru's lips before leaving quickly.
The door slammed quickly behind Michiru and Haruka, and Michiru realized how alone in the room she was with Haruka, and then felt two arms wrap themselves around her and heard a sultry whisper in her ear.
"Finally we're alone." Michiru gasped as two very skillful lips came on her neck.