SAILOR MOON and its CHARACTERS do not belong to me but dibs on Haruka and Michiru if ever they are made available for public claim!
BTW, I didn't go unscathed after all, a few hateful PM's were thrown my way. I don't mind the flame, it is expected in every fanfic although its still not a pleasant feeling. I wrote the sex scenes with the help of a male friend because I wanted it to sound as casual and as meaningless as possible. Which I think everyone enjoyed, so thank you Playboy Joshie. Haha.
Let me just assure you though, that I am not a deprived male trying to turn lesbian icons into heterosexuality. As you can tell from my handle, I am female. A straight female who happens to love Haruka and Michiru and that's not a crime! I am allowed to love them more than Usagi and Mamoru.
Alright, I think I've vented enough. One last thing, this update is for jade-MEST, who kept on nudging me to update. Haha. Onwards and upwards!
He examined his body in front of the mirror. His reflection, as flawless as it may seem, brings so much anguish in him. Tracing invisible patterns of scars that were once there, memories of his previous anatomy. Has he made haste with his transformation? A preconceived notion that everything will be perfect? Was he ever wrong. He closed his eyes, remembering everything – Insecurities, his father's disappointment and a life that was shoved in his face – without his approval but he was willing to play the role.
Flashback
"If you're mother had given me a son, we wouldn't have such problems!" He yelled at the young blonde girl before him. Her teal eyes doing so well with not letting her tears fall. He took another gulp of his whiskey, pointing an accusing finger at his daughter. "You, should know not to be careless with yourself!" She only wanted to play with the other kids, she just wanted friends. But her father was so determined to keep her true identity a secret that he was willing to isolate her from an form of social and physical contact. She just stood there, like an obedient child, hands clasped behind her. "Forgive me Daddy, it won't happen again." Her voice was stern and lack emotion, her Father's features softened, putting his glass of whiskey on top of the bench, he picked up his little girl. "I wish, we could have been less trusting of other people. I wish a lot of things for you Haruka, but for us, for this family – for our legacy, just listen to me." The blonde girl could only nod.
End Flashback
Blinking the last bit of a very private memory, he produced another sigh. 'What am I now? I am no longer anybody's son or daughter… I am'
"Synthetic." He whispered his last thought out loud to no one in particular. To the outside world, he is just another billionaire playboy, but there is so much more to him that nobody knows, apart from her self-adopted brothers, No one knows. No one, except-
"Michiru." A smile slowly crept on his face as he rushed to his bed-side table, scanning through his list of contacts, he finally found her name.
"Michiru? What are you up to today?"
Her mind has been invaded by one person. The enigma that is, Tenoh Haruka. She never imagined that both forms of the blonde piqued her interest so much that it had made her void of sleep. She managed to squeeze in 4 hours worth of confusing fantasies involving the blonde. Teal eyes, behind that trademark smirk that would make any woman or man's heart melt, she saw pain. He hid it so well from others. But not from Michiru's knowledge. Being friends with Haruka for years and despite the short relationship she had with the blonde, it was enough for her to read him, without asking for specifics. A frown graced her gentle features.
'What's bothering you, Haruka?' Before she could finish her train of thought, her phone rang. She activated the phone by thumb print and saw the caller ID.
"Hello?" She feigned a sleepy voice.
"Michiru? What are you up to today?" She could sense the excitement on the blonde's tone.
"Well Good morning to you to." She giggled.
"Ah, gomen, where's my manners. Do you want to go out on a date?"
"Ah, playboy Tenoh is trying to make his way into my pants." She could hear the blonde's laughter and it made her heart soar, as much as she wants to deny it.
"You insult me so. I am finding a short-cut to your heart!" She was thankful that Haruka couldn't see her flushed face at the moment, all this flirtations, harmless as they may seem, is actually working on Haruka's favor.
"And how do you intend to do that?" This time it was her turn to challenge the experienced blonde.
"Through your pants." They both shared another laugh at Haruka's bold statement. She would usually hang up on someone who would be as direct as what Haruka is being now, but somehow she knows, He means well.
"Pervert. Alright, pick me up in an hour."
"Alright. I can't wait!"
They both hung up. She clutched her phone close to her chest, wondering if this was the best idea. Well, she has no time to dwell on such negative thoughts, she only has one hour to make herself look flawless. She grabbed a towel and proceeded with looking her best. After all, Haruka is quite a good-looking arm candy. She has to be at par with his looks.
He went downstairs and moved towards the kitchen, where he could hear some sort of a ruckus going on. He spotted her brothers and mates fighting over the last piece of bacon.
"What's going on?" He asked slightly amused.
"As you can see, the Neanderthals are fighting over the last form of sustenance they could get." The more evolved Taiki responded which earned a chuckle from the blonde.
"I cooked these!" Yaten defended himself as he tried his best to grab the piece of meat from Seiya's plate.
"I need it more than you, I am taller!" The black haired brother retaliated.
Taiki walked over to the quarelling brothers, picked up the piece of bacon and shoved it in Haruka's mouth.
"Mmmmphh… what the hell, Taiki?" He asked, but didn't spit out the food. Everybody loves bacon.
"I had this theory." He looked at the defeated duo and ended up with an evil maniacal laughter. "Enough about, idiotic notions, where are you going? A little too early for your usual days? Billionaires get to sleep in you know." He pointed at his forehead before pointing his finger at Haruka.
"I have a date." He sheepishly stated.
This time, she gets three questioning looks. Their necks stretched like a meerkat looking for food.
"Did you say a date, like a proper date?" Seiya looked at him, as if inspecting his teal eyes. He could only nod afraid he might be probed for even more details.
"Come on spill, who caught your full attention." This time, it was the youngest brother – Yaten who moved closer, his hands on his face as he tries to contain his excitement.
"Kaioh Michiru…" He trailed off, might as well, they would eventually find out anyway. Their eyes widened at the name.
"Ahhh… unrequited love? The one that got away? How romantic of you Ruka. I always knew you had it in you!" Taiki quipped at the now blushing Haruka.
"Love? So, no bangittybang anymore?" Seiya looked at him, a but disappointed. Yaten just hit him at the back of his head. "Hey!"
"Your influence hasn't been good for Haruka. He now has a playboy label, NEED I REMIND YOU?!" Yaten yelled at him. He could only scratch his head. It was his fault after all. Haruka is a gentle soul.
"Yare-yare. I have to go! I'll see you later! Can't keep a lady waiting!" She winked at her brothers before turning away from them.
"Say Hello to Lady Michiru-san for us." Taiki yelled back. He could hear cheering from the other brothers. He could only laugh. They are truly the most supportive people in his life. Haruka didn't notice grey eyes watched with a pained expression.
He reached the aquanettes luxury apartment, but instead of using his corvette. He chose something more futuristic; the prototype hover-craft that He and Seiya has been working on. A few minutes later, the beautiful aqua haired goddess emerges from her lair. Her hair was up in a bun, wearing a slightly loose off-shoulder blue dress with lace detailing on the side and low-heeled grey ankle boots. She was like an angel descending from heaven, she literally took his breath away. He moved towards the girl and offered his hand, like a true gentleman.
"You… you look beautiful." His honest statement made the girl blush.
"You don't look so bad yourself. Except for this." Michiru then grabbed the beanie that was covering the back of his head.
"Hey!" He fluffed his hat-hair eyeing the girl for her unwarranted actions. "I love that beanie. It gives me boyish good-looks." He smirked at the scoffing Michiru.
"I like seeing your blonde hair." She then reached out for Haruka's hair causing the playboy to turn a shade pink. "Ara, am I making you blush?" She got closer to Haruka.
"Keep doing it and you'd more than just make me blush." This time it was Haruka's time to grin as Michiru jumped away from him. She could only slap him playfully in the arm.
"Shall we?" He opened tha door to the craft, it made a buzzing sound before it opened from below the craft like an old Delorian.
"What is this, A Bat Mobile?" Michiru asked with one eyebrow raised.
"Its my new project. You'll see." He winked before helping the girl get into his vehicle, slightly peaking at the girl's creamy legs. He shook himself out of his train of thought before things got awkward, and went to the driver's seat.
"Ready?" He eyed the girl cautiously.
"I'm not sure…"
Before Michiru could formulate a proper response, she felt the vehicle quite literally – elevate to about Three meters, perhaps even higher, before she was whisked away to a morning view of the city. She looked at the blonde, who had both his hands on what looks like a game pad for a steering wheel. He pressed a few more buttons on the dashboard and the black interior suddenly vanished. The transparency of the vehicle made her yelp a bit. She could see everything.
"Cloaking device, nobody could see us Michi. Cool isn't it? Are you enjoying the view?" Haruka asked her, as if to impress her and at the same time consult her.
"This is amazing!" Michiru looked at her feet, she could actually see the traffic below her. People from a distance, crossing the street and the city layout.
"Is this how you get all those women and toy with their heart?" Michiru asked, expecting another playful banter but all she saw was a frown.
"No. Not everything is about sex you know." A bit annoyed by Michiru's lack of appreciation, Haruka fell silent.
"I didn't mean it like that Haruka. Forgive me?" Michiru placed her hand on Haruka's arm, using her baby-blues to plead. She knows it always works. Haruka smiled.
A few minutes later, she felt the hover-craft was slowly halting. Haruka pressed another set of buttons and the hover-craft steadily stopped.
"We're here." Haruka smiled at Michiru again. He got out of the car first, before opening Michiru's side of the door, helping the girl out in the process. She looked at the place and mouth just dropped. She couldn't believe a place still existed. A place untouched by modern developments and technology. They were on top of a Mountain that has a clear view of the lake.
"Oh my God! Its beautiful!" She stated, covering her mouth in disbelief. "Is this yours?" Haruka only nodded.
"Its not as beautiful as you, though." Haruka moved closer to Michiru, placing both his hands on the girl's waist. Surprisingly Michiru didn't avoid it. The aquanette wrapped her arms around his neck, both smiling at each other. The attraction was definitely there but the blonde wants more than that. Michiru is the woman of his dreams.
"You know your way around women. I can tell, you should know I am not that easy… Ru…ka." She whispered the nickname to Haruka's ears, her breath causing excitement to the baffled blonde. Michiru looked at Haruka's groin and she laughed, she surely knows her way around the playboy as well.
"Not fair. Don't tease if you're not committing yourself to the act. It hurts you know." The blonde pouted.
"I'm sure it does. I heard stories about blue balls." She giggled at her own joke as the blonde pouted even more.
"Bleh. I actually took you here so I could prepare brunch for you." Haruka pointed at the table protected by railings.
"You are truly full of surprises!"
Haruka then disappeared behind the hover craft, grabbing what looks to be a picnic basket and a bottle of wine. Michiru watched in awe as she saw first-handedly what it was like to be spoilt. Haruka could have just bought her something out of his billions of dollars but the blonde chose something much more significant - effort. She continued observing Haruka as he placed some fruits, cheeses, deli meat, olive, olive oil, balsamic vinegar, french bread and two wine glasses on the table as neatly as possible. He then glances at the wavy haired beauty, cocking his head to the side.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" He said with a smile before pulling the chair out for Michiru. Michiru just shook her head as she motioned towards Haruka, she couldn't believe it. Haruka is different now but somehow still the same. She gladly took her seat while Haruka walks to his seat. He pours a generous amount of wine on their glasses. Their eyes met, a knowing smile slowly formed on their faces.
Taiki was busy fiddling with his new toys. Anyone who would stand next to him, apart from Einstein, would really look daft. He was writing more formulae- one calculation after the other. He breathed heavily. 'I can't believe Haruka took the hover-craft, its just a prototype. We haven't really given it a hundred percent yet.' He sighed again, he is always worried about Haruka, of course, he cares about her. He bit the tip of the stylus pen before proceeding with his equations then he heard a loud noise on the east wing of the mansion- more so the garage. His eyes went wide, he immediately rushed to where noise came from, pushed a few buttons, the door parted in the middle with a hissing sound, there he saw his blonde friend with lack of motor skills.
"Are you- are you intoxicated?" He rushed to Haruka's side, wrapping his arm around the blonde's waist as he assists him with walking.
"MIsssshirruuu! Shhhheee sush aaa beeeetch! Shhhhhe shooooow fucked up mannnnn!" His breathe reeks of alcohol, Taiki ignored the invasive smell and just tried to intently listen to the blonde.
"Alright, how bout we have some coffee?"
He dragged Haruka's drunken body out of the garage and into the kitchen, carefully placing him in one of the stools. He then pushed a button in one of the cupboards, a small pad appeared - it several different buttons. He pressed one of them and a whirring sound could be heard. He pressed another set of buttons, 2 cups appeared on a small conveyor belt, a hefty amount of black liquid was poured from the nozzle below the cupboards, then milk and sugar. The belt started dragging the coffee mugs back to Taiki. Taiki grabbed one for himself and then placed another one in front of a groaning Haruka.
"So... what happened?" The red-head asked before having a sip of his coffee.
"I... Michiru said she's gay. She's a lesbian." Haruka rubbed his aching temples before indulging in the drink in front of him, he nodded and gave his best friend a thanful glance, "I don't know. We kissed and then she pushed me away saying something about loving the REAL me and not... this." Haruka looked at his own body with disgust. Taiki sighed and grabbed Haruka's hand, he knew the blonde wouldn't twitch at his actions.
"Haruka, you are real. You said it yourself, you were born in the wrong body." Taiki reassured, his hand still on top of Haruka's.
"I don't know... I don't know what to feel. She's the only one who knows me for who I am." Haruka started sobbing, Taiki's heart broke at the scene, he grabbed a few pills from the drawer and handed it to Haruka. Haruka looked back up at him. "What's this?"
"It will help you sleep." This time the red-head placed both his hands on Haruka's shoulders, watching as Haruka digests the pill. He felt the blonde's body go limp. He immediately caught him, doing his best to carry the blonde to a nearby couch. Muscles are indeed heavier than fat, it was hard enough to drag Haruka to the kitchen but to carry him to the couch is a different feat. He managed somehow, to place Haruka on the couch, picking his feet up and placing it neatly on the couch. He then kneeled, he was face to face with Haruka. He raked his slender fingers on his blonde hair, he sighed heavily.
"You stubborn bird, you. If you only knew how I felt, how I feel 'til now..." He trailed, he was inches away from the blonde's face when-
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" It was his younger brother, Seiya. He sent daggers at him but placed an index finger on his lips before signalling for Seiya to go to the kitchen. He sighed, he is going to have to explain something to Seiya.
Seiya tapped his foot impatiently on the marble tiles. Biting his nails, he couldn't believe what just happened. His older brother almost kissed their transexual bestfriend, his mind is just not able to process the whole scenario with enough understanding. Taiki appeared, both hands in his pockets. There was am awkward air surrounding them at first, Seiya was the first to break it.
"Are you- are you gay, Taiki-kun?" He did not try and hide his confused and frowning face. Taiki just chuckled.
"I'm gay by default I suppose." He moved his hands from his pockets crossed his arms. "I... there's no way of explaining it and not make it sound like a fucked up doujinshi."
"Try me." Seiya challenged, still trying to get at the bottom of this.
"*sigh* You didn't really think I did all of this for the sake of being Haruka's brother did you?" Seiya's eyes went wide, Taiki always followed Haruka's orders and gave him whatever he wanted, if Taiki can help it. He slowly shook his head, "I'm inlove with Haruka. I am in love with her and now... I helped her turn into a man. I thought it would change somehow, but its still Haruka, you know?" Seiya slowly nodded, he understood where Taiki was coming from but it still doesn't make it any less complicated.
She touched her lips, the feel of Haruka's own lips still lingered. She closed her eyes and reminisced about the kisses she shared with Haruka when they were younger, it felt the same. She knows she is playing a dangerous game around Haruka, she might end up losing him in the end- But there is no guide books or self-help books about how to deal with the love of your life's transexuality. She felt a pang of guilt when she remembered the day's events, how much effort Haruka placed into having that date with her. It was an old-fashioned romantic date and she ruined it when they kissed and placed her hand on Haruka's chest. Instead of feeling the soft-pillowy chest she has been fantasizing about what she felt were hard well sculpted pectorals. She didn't mean to freak out but she did. She also pushed the blonde away and said,
"I'm gay..." She trailed off to herself.
She has been in denial for such a long time. She was bestfriends with Haruka since they were little, they got a little bit closer in Highschool until they began exclusively dating... until she pushed Haruka away for the first time. Now she finds herself in a similar situation but this time - the reason being, is the exact opposite. She contemplated on wether or not she should call Haruka, but she didn't. The bed is what she needed most. There she can visit the version of Haruka she prefers, as harsh as it may sound, one can't help their fantasies.
A couple of weeks have passed by and not a word has been exchanged between Michiru and Haruka. Michiru sighed, she dreaded having to go to the studio knowing that the modelling agency Haruka works for is just a few floors up from the studio. She opened the door and was surprised to see a group of girls huddled up in a corner trying to glance at the phone, the girl in the middle was holding.
"What's going on?" She asked, with questioning blue eyes. The group of girls just giggled and motioned for her to come forward so she can look at the cause of the commotion.
The blue haired girl handed her mobile phone to Michiru, gladly, to share the treasures she discovered a few nights back. Her blue eyes widened at the pictures in the said gallery of the mobile phone, she slid her fingers across the screen and saw she was just at photo number 6/34.
They were 34 photos taken of a naked and sleeping Haruka. Haruka on his back with his groin covered by a small portion of the blanket, Haruka on his stomach with his perfectly taut bottom for everyone's viewing pleasure, A close up photo of Haruka's jewels, A close up photo of Haruka's sleeping face, A photo of a naked curled up Haruka... This girl is truly perverted. She was still proudly beaming at Michiru. Michiru returned the phone to the girl, still in shock... and a bit, jealous?
"Oh, he was so dashing! He bought me a necklace and we made love!" The poor gullible girl stated, Michiru was at a loss for words, she couldn't believe it would hurt this much. Like a woman, her mood switched from aloof to furious.
"Haruka Tenoh is a good friend of mine, if you publish those photos I would directly send his lawyers to you. DO you understand?" Michiru warned leaving the girl baffled, she just gulped in fear before nodding.
The crowd that formed on the owner of the phone now slowly disappeared. Michiru sighed, what the hell is the matter with her? She was glad though when she heard that Haruka didn't invest any effort on the younger girl, just bought her a necklace. Its easy enough to swipe a card. Michiru reached inside her purse, hesitantly at first, grabbed her phone and dialled Haruka's digits.
Haruka was busy. He is always busy nowadays, the rejection from Michiru was too much for him to bear. So like any other testosterone driven-man, he found himself pants-down, holding on to a random girl's head while pulling her hair away from her face. This physical pleasure, however brief, gives him satisfaction. A fleeting moment where he forgets her Aqua hair, her smile, her curves and most of all her laughter. Then, his phone rings, he absent-mindedly grabbed it from the table nearby, his voice still hoarse and sex is evident in his tone...
"Yah? mmmm... mmmm... oh" He picked up up the phone without looking at the caller ID thinking it might just be business or Kryzt again.
"Uhm... Haruka? Are you... indisposed?" She fumbled with her words, she knew what Haruka was doing but she wanted to sound unaffacted. Although she is, she wanted to appear in front of them and kick the girl out of the planet, but she chose composure instead.
"I- ah, Michiru?!" She could hear panic and clothes being put on, zippers, furnitures moving. A girl screaming and Haruka running. "What? Why... why did you call?" The blonde said, obviously panting.
"Can... can I see you?" She asked with her defences down.
"I... where are you? I'll pick you up." Haruka hesitated at first before agreeing.
"Studio." Michiru dragged that particular word.
"10 minutes." was the assertive response she got from the blonde.
As if in silent agreement, they hung up on each other. The blonde immediately ran to his vintage car and sped off towards Michiru's destination. His mind in a blur, what kind of cat and mouse game are they stuck in. He knows the attraction is there, it has always been there. Its just good old stubborn Michiru.
'What do you want from me?' He grabbed his hair in frustration, keeping one hand on the steering wheel. He really shouldn't be driving this odd contraption anymore, but he likes it better than the newer cars that drives on joysticks alone - no challenge. Maybe that is why he likes Michiru. 10 minutes he said and he's here in 5 minutes. He chuckled at his driving skills. Carefully exiting his vehicle and grabbing the charcoal grey beanie he has grown to love in the process. He placed it lossely at the back of his head blonde bangs dangling in front of his face.
'Could've worn something better.' Had he known Michiru would ring another fake booty call.
He stood there with his beanie, white low cut v-neck shirt, ruggedly torn blue acid-washed jeans and Doc Marten's black army boots. With a sigh, he shook himself out of the nerves that is trying to settle in within his psyche. He paced himself as he moved to Michiru's studio. He avoided Escalators and Elevators, using the stairs has its advantages- exercise, space and away from really really eager fan girls. He reached Michiru's floor and busted the door open, he couldn't help but smile at Michiru's outfit. She was simply beautiful in a pair of blue jeans, red heels and a white t-shirt.
"Ah, destiny beckons." Michiru's head snapped at the sound of his voice, surprised that they dressed alike.
"Ruka!" She was truly happy he was here with his usual flirtatious air as if the last few weeks didn't happen. Instinctively she flung her arms on the blonde's neck and once again, grabbed his beanie.
"Hey!" The blonde interjected.
"I like your hair." Michiru ruffled his blonde locks, sighing in contentment, she missed this.
"Haruka?" Another female voice peaked.
Michiru and Haruka turned to look at the owner of the inquiring voice. Haruka stretched his neck and was prepared to run away. 'Shimatta! Its that possessive brunette' He cursed under his breath. Composing himself again, giving a fake smile he waved at the girl.
"You said you'd call!" This time the busty brunette crossed her arms across her chest. Michiru's eyes widened, this girl doesn't know how it works with playboy Tenoh.
"I am a very busy man. You must understand-" Haruka doesn't like directly hurting women, he's a debonair not a jerk.
"But you said!" The girl suddenly rushed towards the blonde. Michiru stepped back in amusement. Haruka has a good heart though his method his flawed, Michiru could see how the blonde tried not to hurt this girl any more than he already has. The brunette then clung to Haruka's shirt, creating unwanted creases on his already rugged attire.
"I... I... had... to... uhm... new projects... Tenoh Corp... time flew..." That was the best the blonde could manahe both hands in the air as he shrugged, he looked down to see pleading and almost teary blue eyes. He sighed. What can he do? He planted a kiss on the girl's forehead. "I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" Instantaneously the girl smiled in contentment trying to reach for another kiss, Michiru could see Haruka straining his head to try and avoid the kiss. She couldn't help but laugh.
"SUMI! Do the demo backing tracks!" Michiru yelled.
The girl yelped, fear running through her being as she bowed a few times in front of her aqua haired senpai then turned towards the blonde hunk and waved a brief and eager goodbye and call me later. Haruka eyed Michiru angrily but he was just mocked with laughter.
"Why couldn't have you done that earlier?" The blonde mused.
"I wanted to see how you break a poor girl's heart. Obviously you'd rather lie than break it right then and there. You're nicer than I thought." Michiru still giggling.
She doesn't really know how they ended up her apartment, obviously it was her fault. Now they are drinking wine, which is probably a bad idea but she wanted to lose all her inhibitions in a way. She trusts Haruka with all her heart, despite the public persona she knows the kind and compassionate blonde is still there.
"You are beautiful Michi... in and out." Haruka was drunk she can tell, she didn't fight any of his advances though, it felt nice and flattering. Her ego is more than nourished. Haruka cupped her cheeks and drew his face near to hers but almost out of respect never tried to kiss her, which was unnerving for the tipsy girl.
"So are you... always so handsomely beautiful..." She couldn't take it any more, she closed the gap between herself and the man in front of her pulling his neck for a deeper kiss.
They kept their lips locked as Michiru hastily pulls Haruka's shirt over his head then proceeded with taking her own shirt off. Haruka's larger hands immediately cupped Michiru's breasts still clad with her black lace bra. She continued kissing the blonde as they are moving backwards to her room. They fell on the bed backwards, his hand roaming her creamy white skin, expertly pulling Michiru's jeans as he spreads kisses from her thigh down to her feet, gently sucking on Michiru's painted toe. Michiru gasped, surprised at the kinky pleasure it elicited. Haruka stood up to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants but paused to admire the naked girl before him. He took in the image as if to store it in his memory before ridding himself of all clothing. He went back to the bed, placing himself on top of Michiru, making sure he supported his weight with his hands and elbows so he doesn't crush the other girl. He snaked his hand underneath her back to free Michiru's gorgeous supple breast from the silly piece of material that he thinks shouldn't be there.
"Haruka..." Michiru moaned.
"Patience, my little minx..." He responded, trailing kisses from behind her ear, lightly nibbling at her earlobe then turned his full attention on Michiru's pink erect nipples. He placed it on his mouth, gently sucking and licking in circular motions while his hands squeezed her other breast.
Surprisingly Michiru, tugged and pulled at the remaining piece of clothing she had until she manages to kick it off the bed. The blonde raised an eyebrow but chuckled. Michiru wants him. He proceeded playing with Michiru's mounds, sucking and pinching and licking. Stealing passionate kisses from time to time as he captures Michiru's lips with his own. Totally devouring the wanting Goddess. He places both his hands behind Michiru to squeeze her bottom and rub the lenght of his erection on Michiru's groin.
"Oh God, Haruka... Please..."
She woke up. Stretching both arms and glancing at the clock on the bedroom. She blinked a few times remembering the events that transpired the other night. Her eyes went wide. Her body stiffened, she looked at her dishevelled apartment and her scattered clothes on the floor. She gathered the white sheet across her chest, preparing herself to look underneath it... She was naked.
"Oh my God!" It finally hit her. 'Where's Haruka?'
She grabbed her robe hanging from the behind the door of the ensuite and went to her living room. Surprised to see that her friend was still there, clothed and sitting comfortably in the couch with a cup of coffee and watching television. She slowly made her way to the blonde but found her self stuck in her place. She could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks. She can't believe what she just did.
"Ruka?" She bashfully asked. Haruka slowly turned to look at her dishevelled aqua locks and her robe-clad body. He immediately stood up and put his cup down on the coffee table. Michiru tensed as he walks nearer and neared towards her. He placed both hands on Michiru's head and roughly fixed the misplaced strands, tucking Michiru's hair behind her ear before cupping her cheeks and planting a kiss on her... forehead?
"Uhm... did we... do it?" Blue eyes looked at green ones with anxiety. Haruka sighed.
"If I told you the truth would you believe me?" She could only nod. "No."
She was shocked! She woke up naked with a few but very vivid memories of last night's activities. She couldn't believe it. Haruka grabbed her hand and led her to the couch.
"Sit. Let's have a talk."
*The Night Before*
"Patience, my little minx..." He responded, trailing kisses from behind her ear, lightly nibbling at her earlobe then turned his full attention on Michiru's pink erect nipples. He placed it on his mouth, gently sucking and licking in circular motions while his hands squeezed her other breast.
Surprisingly Michiru, tugged and pulled at the remaining piece of clothing she had until she manages to kick it off the bed. The blonde raised an eyebrow but chuckled. Michiru wants him. He proceeded playing with Michiru's mounds, sucking and pinching and licking. Stealing passionate kisses from time to time as he captures Michiru's lips with his own. Totally devouring the wanting Goddess. He places both his hands behind Michiru to squeeze her bottom and rub the lenght of his erection on Michiru's groin.
"Oh God, Haruka... Please..."
"Michiru you don't know how long I've been waiting for this..."
He grabbed the length of his manhood, rubbing his shaft on Michiru's wet and throbbing clit, his mouth still continuously exploring hers tongue intertwining as they danced in unison.
"Oh God Haruka..." Michiru reached south to grab Haruka's- "I want to feel your pussy..."
Haruka's eyes went wide at the last word. He completely stopped his ministrations. He was just now observing the shivering and lustful girl underneath him.
'My What?' He thought to himself.
Michiru was clearly having fantasies about him. Fantasies about Haruka Tenoh, but the old Haruka Tenoh and not the new one. His green eyes observed the girl underneath him again and with all his might, mustered enough strength to dismount. Completely floored about the accidental revelations, he looked at the ceiling, Michiru still trying to grab him to proceed. Making desperate advances to continue what they were doing. It took more than will power to fight his urges but He grabbed her hands and kissed the back of it.
"Shhh... you're drunk Michi. We can't do this."
Like a lullabye, Michiru's hands fell limp. She just turned towards the disappointed blonde, leaned her head on his broad shoulders and wrapped her hands around his waist. Haruka smiled, wrapping one arm around the aqua haired beauty.
"You're unbelievable you know that..." He looked at the sleeping form again before finally succumbing to sleep.
*End Flashback*
"So you see... you were too drunk, so I didn't" The blonde said with all honesty, but leaving a few details to save face. The Michiru fantasizing about the female Haruka sort of detail.
"You didn't?" Michiru looked at his green eyes once more for reassurance, with a smile and a nod, her anxiety vanished.
"I wouldn't take advantage of you like that. I hope you do know that." Haruka grabbed Michiru's hands and gave it a little squeeze. "Although, I did get to second base." He grinned. Michiru just slapped his arm before leaning her head on the same arm.
"Thank you, Ruka." She said with all honesty, locking eyes with Haruka's wounded emerald ones. She reached for his face, rubbing his cheeks with her thumb. Her gaze fell on Haruka's slightly parted lips she couldn't help but lean closer. It was so inviting. The blonde of course wasn't trying to fight any of it, he closes his eyes in anticipation...
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING ! RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNG!
Unfortunately, the God's were not in his favour as his phone wildly rings and Michiru's head snapped, shaking herself from whatever it was that took over her and driven her to almost kiss the blonde.
"Ah... I'll get that later!" Haruka grabbed Michiru's shoulders about to kiss her again but then Michiru stopped her with her palms, giggling at the sight of the eager yet rejected Haruka.
"No! It was a spur of the moment thing, go get that, it might be important." She stood up and walked away from the blonde, her heart racing three times faster. She looked back to see his slumped shoulders. She could only giggle. The defeated form- no air of arrogance or pride. Just disappointment from not having to kiss her. Butterflies in her stomach fluttered at the thought. She listened in on the conversation Haruka was having with the person on the other end of the phone line.
"What time? Hai. Hai. Sure, Kryzt-san."
Haruka then placed his phone back in pocket and stood up, looking over at the beauty that merely and for many times almost made love to him.
"Hey... I have to get going. Work beckons." He gave Michiru a reassuring smile.
"Oh? What work?" Michiru was hoping it wasn't the modelling job.
"Perfume Ad." He said almost uninterested. 'Shimatta!' She thought inwardly.
"Like... with super models?" She knows she sounded dumb but it was a spur of the moment jealousy thing. Haruka chuckled.
"Of course." He scratched the back of his head but still not questioning the other girl's intellect.
"Well... can I come?" Michiru blurted out surprised at the sudden insecurity in her tone. She glanced at Haruka's wide eyes but took nothing of it as the blonde slowly and confusedly nodded. "Well give me an hour then." With thant she left the puzzled blonde and headed for her bedroom. She locked the door behind her and pressed her back against the wall, lightly tapping her foot.
'What the hell am I doing?' She groaned, if she can't understand herself, she could only pity the Confused yet understanding blonde who is currently in her living room. 'Gaaaaaahhhh! I hate being a woman sometimes.' Was the last thought in her mind before she headed for the shower.
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