Haruka kissed Usagi again, this time holding it much longer. She knew it was wrong, but Usagi felt so good. Not as nice as Michiru, but still good. Besides, it wasn't her fault for being unfaithful, it Michiru's. How could she expect her to go without loving for so long? There were many things that she had always wanted to try that Michiru would never let her carry out. Usagi would make perfect guinea pig.
Usagi gasped as Haruka's hand tightly enclosed her breast.
"What are you doing?" She tried to escape the woman, but Haruka's grasp was so firm that she would have been without a left breast if she had bolted.
"Stop struggling and I won't hurt you," she cooed, sounding an awful lot like a pedophilic rapist.
"This is not right! I didn't mean anything! I just wanted you to stop yelling for a second! Let go of me!"
Haruka quickly lost interest in groping Usagi and shoved her onto the bed.
Haruka was so quick that she seemed to defy every law of drunkenness. The moment Usagi hit the bed, she had grabbed a pair of handcuffs from under the mattress and slipped one around Usagi's wrist and the other on the bedpost a flash later. Haruka drew another pair from the same place and managed to get it around the other wrist of the protesting woman.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU FREAK! I'M NOT LIKE THAT! TAKE THESE OFF OF MEEEEEE!" she shrieked in the most earsplitting pitch possible.
Haruka smiled; she was already beginning to enjoy this. She took off her shirt first, not bothering with the buttons, but simply pulling it over her head, and then took off her boxers. Usagi's response satisfied her. She had stopped struggling, for one, and had started gawking at her in a way that certainly could have been fright. Haruka laughed as she walked over to the bed, sliding a thigh to each side of Usagi's well-developed hips. Usagi began to writhe under her, her eyes now closed.
"Usagi? What did I tell you?"
"Haruka, please don't do this!" she cried.
"What did I say?" Haruka growled as one of Usagi's feet came in contact with her naked backside.
Usagi continued to struggle.
Haruka grabbed Usagi's shoulders and roughly shoved her back down onto the bed, blowing the air out of her lungs. Usagi gasped for several seconds before she regained the breath to continue screaming.
"STOP IT! THAT HURTS!" she wailed, kicking Haruka again, much harder, this time.
Haruka got off of Usagi, finding humor as she watched the woman nearly propel herself off of the bed with her kicking.
Let her. It will be much nicer if she's exhausted.
"HARUKA! GET THEM OFF!"
Haruka laughed at the pathetic sight. Usagi was crying again. It really seemed like she spent most of her life in tears. Haruka walked over to dresser with the model car on top of it and pulled out a length of rope. She walked back over to Usagi, caught both of her feet, tied the rope around her ankles, and pulled the end of the rope over the bed, making sure that she left enough slack for her fun and not enough for Usagi to kick her. Haruka got back on top of Usagi.
"I don't want to hurt you, Usagi," she said again. She wasn't a cruel person, after all, she had to give the poor thing another chance. What would Mamoru do if his silly little wife came back with two black eyes and a broken nose?
Somehow, something clicked in Usagi's mind, and she stopped protesting.
"What did I do wrong?" she whispered. "I'm so sorry if I did something wrong. I'm really sorry, but why are you doing this? I'll leave if you want me too."
Haruka smiled; it didn't take as long to break her as she had expected. If only she had left before, she wouldn't have had this problem. Now that she actually i wanted /i her to stay, Usagi could be more useful than she appeared.
"No, you didn't do anything wrong," Haruka lied, stroking the woman's wet cheek with an unexpected tenderness. "Now be still."
Usagi held her breath as she felt Haruka's hand slide up her thigh and pull down the pink lace bikini that Mamoru had bought her
"Lift up," Haruka instructed.
Haruka got to the side of Usagi to allow her to lift herself from bed so she could finish her work with the underwear and take off the skirt. Usagi did what she was told. Now for the shirt. Cutting it off simply wouldn't have been her style. She needed to remove the cuffs. Haruka had a feeling that Usagi wouldn't struggle anymore.
"Koneko, I'm going to take off the handcuffs, okay? If you're still, I'll take off the rope."
"I'll be still." Haruka could have been too angry if she was calling her by that pet name.
Haruka got off of the bed again and rummaged through the bottom drawer of the small dresser. She found the key and snapped the restraints from Usagi's wrists. Usagi was true to her word.
"You're very beautiful, you know."
Usagi didn't know what to say; Haruka had never called her that before. Cute, but never beautiful. It was much more satisfying to hear that, but in this case, she wished that she wasn't.
Haruka untied Usagi's feet, watching Usagi with suspicion before she did. She didn't move from the bed.
"Take off the shirt," Haruka said, standing back a bit to watch the show. It would be just like a quick strip tease without the sexy music.
Usagi sat up and took of the shirt, exposing her flesh and the white push up bra that she had felt earlier.
"Take of the bra, Koneko.."
Usagi unclasped the bra from the back and let it slip off. There was nothing more that she wanted at the moment than to just cover her body. For one, she was freezing, and two, she didn't like the way that Haruka was staring at her. She looked like a little boy who had just found his father's copy of Playboy under the couch cushion.
Haruka was surprised at how firm and upright Usagi's breasts had managed to remain. After breast-feeding two babies they were still perfect. The bra did wonders.
"Haruka?" Usagi asked quietly. "Could you please turn on the heat? I'm so cold."
Come to think of it, Haruka was a bit chilly herself, now that she was unclad. Haruka went to the thermostat on the wall, and tuned on the heat for the room.
Usagi tried not to cringe as Haruka sat on the bed beside her, but she failed by a long shot. Haruka ignored the movement and pulled a little pink hair clip from behind her golden tresses and pulled the bun from her hair. She did the same with the others side and placed the two clips on the dresser. It must have been rather uncomfortable to lay like that, but Usagi hadn't said anything.
"Is that better?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you."
"Now, lay down," Haruka said. It was about time for her to begin.
"Haruka, please don't hu-" she started.
"I'm not going to hurt you. You'll like it," she assured. "Just lay down."
Usagi hesitantly obeyed. Haruka scooted back on the bed and parted Usagi's legs. She knew that Usagi wouldn't have done it for her, so she hadn't bothered to ask. Usagi must have shaved down there for Mamoru; there was not a single strand of hair anywhere on her body beside her head. Haruka liked it like that; Michiru had always shaved.
Usagi gasped as she felt Haruks's lips on her body. It felt very different from when she had kissed her lips, but much more satisfying. Usagi tried not to think about how it felt as Haruka commenced, but she couldn't. Haruka hadn't lied to her. It felt wonderful. Usagi moaned in pleasure as Haruka added her tongue to the intricate movement of her lips. This was wrong; what Haruka did was much better than Mamoru. As much as she loved Mamoru, sex could be pretty painful with him even though he was gentle. He was quiet a big man. She wasn't a lesbian. She just couldn't be. But she lovedwhat Haruka was doing to her.
When Haruka stopped, Usagi resisted the urge to ask her to continue. Haruka got off the bed and removed her strap-on from the drawer. It was relatively small, Usagi noticed, in both length and diameter. Michiru must have been pretty small down there.
"The smaller, the better," she found herself thinking, but the simple thought that the thing had been inside of Michiru greatly disturbed her.
"Haruka? Please don't use that." She was still slightly out of breath.
"What would you prefer?" she asked, putting the object back into the drawer.
"I don't know. Anything else." It was a good thing that Haruka was in a good mood. Her idea of i anything /i could be pretty drastic.
"Fine," she agreed, climbing onto Usagi and placing both hands on her breasts and leaning in to kiss her.
Usagi rolled her head to the other side of the pillow; she didn't want those lips anywhere near hers after what Haruka had just done with them. Haruka laughed.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her lips traveling from her cheek to become closer to her mouth.
Usagi started to answer, but her response was cut off when Haruka's mouth clamped over hers. Haruka's hands rubbed Usagi chest as she let her tongue entered Usagi's mouth.
Surprisingly, Usagi liked it too. She let Haruka explore her mouth and greeted Haruka's tongue with her own. Haruka released Usagi's lips and moved herself back to Usagi's lower regions. She supposed that she could use her fingers if Usagi didn't want the strap-on, but she really didn't care what Usagi wanted. Haruka had the sudden urge pound the crap out of the woman. After all, she did need to be punished.
Haruka took the strap-on back from the drawer and put it on, watching Usagi's expression of relief melt into disgust and dread.
"Haruka, please don't use that," she pleaded.
"Be quiet," she barked.
Haruka entered Usagi roughly, enjoying the sound of Usagi's startled cry. Haruka pulled herself completely from Usagi's body with each movement of her hips, heightening the pain for Usagi and making sure that she didn't feel any pleasure. The large amount of friction as she entered Usagi told her that she was not enjoying it; she wasn't wet at all. Haruka smiled as she stared into Usagi's quivering blue eyes. She was biting her gum to stop herself from crying out again; Haruka had pushed herself harder when she first had.
Usagi held out until Haruka stopped ten minutes later. Her vagina felt as if it had been rubbed with roughest sandpaper for an entire day. She had done everything that Haruka had told her, but she hadn't kept her word. It hurt like hell , if not worse. She knew that she had to be bleeding. Haruka rolled off of the bed and pulled a pair of pajamas from a drawer. She put on a new pair of boxers and put them on. She tossed a turquoise colored gown from another drawer and tossed it to Usagi. She put it on instantly.
Haruka went into the bathroom and began to brush her teeth. She went back into the room when she was finished and stared at the woman on her bed.
"You can leave now."
Usagi didn't move.
"Did you hear me?"
Usagi mumbled something that she could not comprehend and hugged her arms around her body, turning her face from Haruka.
"I'm giving you another chance, Koneko."
Usagi would have left immediately, but she was in far too much pain.
"It hurts," she admitted. "I think I'm bleeding."
"I'm sorry that you are in pain, but you should have left earlier. You're not bleeding."
"I did what you said," Usagi whispered, "I did everything that you said, so why did you have to do this? You're a liar." Usagi whispered several names that Haruka didn't bother to hear. She went over to the woman on the bed. Usagi cringed. Haruka placed her hand on Usagi's head and stroked her hair, taking her by surprise. She lifted Usagi into her arms and pulled the covers from the bed. She placed Usagi back down and pulled the covers over her. The Drunken Haruka apparently was full of mood swings.
"Go to sleep," she said, climbing into the bed beside Usagi. Haruka turned toward Usagi. She was facing the opposite from Haruka and had crept to the furthest edge of the bed.
"You're going to fall off, you know." Haruka nearly laughed when Usagi didn't respond. "I'm not going to do that again, I promise."
Usagi realized that she would never take Haruka's word again. Haruka grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to the middle of the bed. Haruka kept her arms around Usagi. She knew that she wouldn't try to run away, but she didn't want her to roll off. Haruka kissed Usagi's cheek.
"I love you, Usagi."
Usagi found that more than a little hard to believe.
"I'm so sorry about Michiru," she said. She knew that was the only reason why Haruka was acting this way. She must really be gone for good to not come back on their special day.
"It's okay." Haruka knew that it would have to happen at some point. Without marriage to bind them, Michiru was free to do whatever she wanted. Including her boyfriend.
"I'm sure that there are plenty of…women…that would want to be with you. You could just go to a bar or something."
"And do you really think that they would be sincere? Michiru knew me before I went pro. I really thought that she really meant it. She doesn't need the money. She probably just stayed in case there was a new enemy, but we haven't been able to transform for years.."
Usagi didn't know what to say.
"Would you like to go to the beach tomorrow? We could catch the sunset." Haruka asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah, that would be nice." At leas there would be people there. Haruka wouldn't dare to try something funny in public.
Haruka settled against her pillow and clapped her hands twice to turn off the lights.
"Good night, Usagi."