Roses and Lace
By SMYGO4EVA
The festivities of the day were finally fading; Haruka and Michiru took that as their cue to leave for the comfort of their home.
All the baubles, honeyed words, and sickeningly sweet declarations were enough for one day, and one day only.
Now, they were going to celebrate it the way they wanted to.
Together, and with no interruptions.
Closing the bedroom door behind them, they took a small moment of calm before Michiru stepped closer to Haruka.
"Alone at last," Michiru murmured to Haruka, her breath hot, twining their hands together.
Haruka felt her cheeks grow warm, her body tingling, an ache forming between her legs, but she grinned at her beloved.
"Why of course, it is Valentine's Day, after all," The solider of Uranus replied, wrapping an arm around Michiru's waist, pulling her closer. "It's a celebration of love, no matter how cliché it sounds."
Michiru bit her lip and pressed herself further into Haruka's embrace, leaning in, their lips brushing faintly.
"Careful, you're starting to sound a little cliché yourself, Haruka,"
"I could say the exact same thing to you, Michiru,"
Haruka placed her hand on Michiru's lower back, dipping her head to brush her lips on the other woman's neck, with Michiru shivering in delight.
With a grin, Michiru pushed Haruka to the wall of their bedroom, surprised gasps escaping them both. They pressed their mouths together, hot and wanting, oh so eager, to touch and explore each other.
Michiru could let her guard down with Haruka, when they were alone like this, and Haruka knew she could do the same. The outside world meant nothing to them now.
The solider of Neptune shivered when Haruka let her hands wander, from her hips, her sides, to the front and finally her breasts, squeezing and rubbing gently. Haruka then started to caress Michiru's breasts, teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress shirt.
Michiru hummed in eager anticipation, and one of her hands wandered down the front of Haruka's shirt, letting her fingertips slip under, and graze over bare skin. She felt the soldier of Uranus shudder at the contact, and she grinned.
Their hearts pounded, so very hot and bothered, and aching for release.
Michiru pulled away from the kiss, taking Haruka's hand, and she pulled her over to their bed. The rose-colored hues of the lights illuminated the room, over their bed.
Haruka unbuttoned her shirt, and removing her trousers and undergarments, tossing them to the floor. Michiru undid her dress shirt and her skirt, throwing them to the ground. Their eyes locked on each other all the while, and soon they were naked as the day they were born.
Haruka laid down the bed, the red-laced, cool sheets the contrast to her hot body, and Michiru crawled over to her lover, straddling her hips, pleased with feeling such wetness between them.
Haruka reached out one of her hands, twining Michiru's fingers with hers, and she grinned. "You really are such a tease, Michiru."
Michiru leaned down closer, smiling coquettishly. "Oh, I could say the same to you, Haruka."
"Hey, that's my line."
Letting out a soft laugh, Michiru captured Haruka's lips for a heated kiss, sliding her free hand between her lover's thighs, slowly and surely pushing two fingers inside her. Haruka moaned into the kiss, breaking the kiss for one moment, arching her back, pressing her hips down.
Haruka reached out her free hand to Michiru, trailing down her fingers slowly down, all the way to between her legs, stroking her wet folds, teasing her swollen clit, and pushing two fingers in her entrance. Michiru gasped out loud, humming in pleasure, rocking against Haruka's fingers.
They soon created their own rhythm, their hands between each other, stroking slowly, determinedly, and then moving quicker corrected her. Haruka moved in and caught Michiru's lips in another hungry kiss, stroking her lover's clit, rubbing it with her thumb. Michiru's moans and whimpers urged her, her body shaking, all while she kept pleasuring Haruka, fingers moving inside, her palm upwards against her lover's clit.
Michiru moved her hips, riding Haruka's fingers, aching and begging for completion, and Haruka pressed against her harder. They both found the spots within each other that put stars in their eyes, craving more and more, their mouths pressed warmly on each other. It was all beginning to be too much, they grasped onto each other, sweat-slick on their bodies, and they never wanted to let this moment end.
Everything pulsed, building, building, and climbing, building near and near soul-gripping. These moments of lovemaking was all theirs, and no one else's.
Michiru held onto Haruka tight, tight, tightly, and she was close, so close. "Haru-Haruka, Haruka, I'm, I' g-going…to."
Haruka grabbed a hold of Michiru, feeling the pleasure crest as well, her face in her lover's wet neck. "I'm going to as well, come with me, Michi-Michiru, come with me."
Just like that, they lost control, trembling and a white-hot pleasure consumed them. Michiru cried out, her eyes squeezed shut, and Haruka groaned out her climax, their voices ringing together.
That was all theirs, their love and devotion.
They collapsed on the bed, gasping, their bodies slick, and their chests heaving.
They made each other come over and over again, and only they knew how they could satisfy each other.
With a satisfied sigh, Haruka took her hand out from between Michiru's legs, and let it travel her lover's body, from her neck down to her breasts, her torso, just stopping short of her pelvis.
Michiru pulled her hand from between Haruka's legs, and settled it down on the bed, still catching her breath.
They smiled at each other, sleepily, and they slowly shifted on the bed. Haruka wrapped her arms around Michiru, her chin resting on her lover's shoulder as they mumbled sweet nothings to each other, falling into slumber, exhausting taking hold.
"I've got you, Michiru."
"And I've got you, Haruka."
In roses and lace, what they had with each other, that was enough.