Feels So Right, Feels So Wrong

'Torres takes a shot, and it's good. Goal one for Spain.' Haruka jumped off the center cushion of the cream leather couch fist in the air cheering. 'Yes.' she yelled. The sound of her lover drew Michiru from her book her gaze locked on Haruka.

'Is it over?' the aqua haired beauty asked, her hands dropping the book and reaching for the top button of her blouse. It was rare for Michiru to want Haruka so much, but with their busy work schedules it had been weeks since they'd made love.

'No half time.' Haruka said wandering to the kitchen.

'And how long is that?' Michiru asked, her blouse now fully unbuttoned.

'Not long. You warm?' Haruka asked noticing her lovers now exposed chest. 'New lingerie?' Haruka added turning the volume up on the TV and engulfing herself in the commercials. Michiru frowned, letting the silk of her blouse fall to the floor she made her way in front of the TV. 'I can't see through you Michi.' Haruka frowned moving left to right to attempt to see around her lover. Michiru sighed heavy, looking down her body at the ocean blue sheer nighty covering her skin. The curve of the under wire pushing her breasts high, the flow of the bodice laying around her. She cleared her throat in a last effort. 'You ill babe?' Haruka asked off handed, her attention still very much on the game.

'No.' Michiru frowned letting her feet lead her into the dining room. 'She wont even look at me.' Michiru complained aloud letting the swinging door to the dining room close behind her.

'Huh?' Setsuna asked looking up from her book. 'Holy Michiru, you look amazing.'

'We haven't made love in weeks and she's so enamoured with that damn game.' Michiru sighed.

'Um, is there more to this outfit of yours?' Setsuna asked her eyes locked on the bounce of

Michiru's breast.

'Of course.' Michiru smiled, slipping out of her jeans, letting the fullness of the ruffled underpants free. Setsuna's eyes focused on the whole of Michiru. Light cream stockings were held by a garter attached to ocean blue sheer panties that ruffled at rear. Flowing sheer material danced against the white of her skin in the same ocean blue leading to the tight hold of her breast followed neatly by spaghetti straps to a matching chocker necklace. Michiru looked hot.

'You, I, That's.'

'Thank you.' Michiru smiled blushing slightly. It took seconds for Setsuna to raise from her place at the table to stand before Michiru, her hands placed softly against the pale exposed shoulders. 'Setsuna?'

'Shh.' Setsuna said placing her index finger against Michiru's soft pouted lips. The finger was slowly replaced by Setsuna's lips. Michiru took a step back, shock laced on her face. 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry.' Setsuna began, her words mixing together to form almost one.

'What happened?' Michiru asked putting her finger tips to her mouth.

'I'm sorry Michiru, you looked so, I mean.' Setsuna managed trying to distance herself from the beauty before her.

'It's alright Setsa, just try to control.' the words hadn't even left Michiru's mouth when Setsuna's lips were again connected to Michiru's her hands slipping under the sheer of the material coming to rest on the taught skin of Michiru's abdomen. A loud yell from the living room pulled Michiru back into reality. 'Setsa no.'

'You're right.' Setsa said taking Michiru by the hand and leading her the few steps down the hall way to her bedroom closing the door behind her. 'If she doesn't want you. I do.' Setsa said flicking her light switch letting the room glow with soft amber light. Most of which provided by a small lava lamp just feet from the bed.

Michiru looked stunned as she took in the whole of the room, having never ventured into Setsuna's layer before. Her moment of admiration was soon lost as hands slowly made their way up Michiru's back curving at the jaw line and tilting Michiru's head to the left, lips found their way to Michiru's neck, as Setsuna's hands slipped down the gentle cleavage before her. Michiru moaned with surprise and delight as Setsuna's lips caressed the skin of her neck softly running her teeth along Michiru's jaw line.

Setsuna moved her hands from her resting place against Michiru's bosom sliding down the curve of her side coming to lay on her hip, pulling Michiru closer to Setsuna's wanting pelvis. Michiru moaned as Setsuna let her fingers trace the damp outline of her sex against the sheer underpants. Her tongue now flicking Michiru's earlobe as her index finger worked the material between Michiru's legs. 'You are hot.' Setsuna breathed her hips rocking in rhythm with Michiru's. Michiru pushed her rear hard into Setsuna's pelvis biting down on her own lip as Setsuna's fingers worked her delicate spot. Once the sheer panties were soaked in Michiru's juices Setsuna slipped them to the side, letting her index and forefinger explore the warm wet domain of Michiru's wanting sex. Spreading her inner lips Setsuna slipped her fingers into Michiru, causing the aqua-haired goddess to gasp in pleasure.

'Setsa. No. Ruka.' Michiru tried, her protests seemed only half hearted as her legs moved

further apart begging Setsuna further. Setsuna slipped her now wet fingers from Michiru's warmth helping her to turn slowly so they were facing each other.

'Yes.' Setsuna said running her tongue against Michiru's closed mouth her hands again finding the soft fabric of the underwire holding Michiru's breasts firm. Setsuna slipped the fabric way from Michiru's breast freeing a hardened nipple, her fingers crashing around it hard at first then softer, letting her thumb massage the rock hard nub. Setsuna slipped her tongue around Michiru's lips, entering the warmth of her mouth tasting the sweetness of it. Setsuna moaned softly, Michiru placed warning hands against Setsuna's shoulders, pushing her slightly but without any real force. Setsuna smiled into the kiss her palm spreading over the full of Michiru's breast cupping it and squeezing softly at first then harder removing her mouth from its place against Michiru's to capture the delicate flesh of the aqua beauties breast. Rolling her tongue around the nipple Setsuna let her hand meet the match, leaving the fabric in place she circled and teased the tender flesh her teeth grazing against the bud sending shivers of delight cascading through Michiru. 'Oh Ruka.' she breathed her eyes closing her pelvis aching. Setsuna ignored the name and continued on her rampage suckling the breast in her mouth. Her free hand slipping back to the wet between Michiru's legs softly working the fabric again. Michiru's knees felt weak, her mind was no longer in her control, she could feel her body sinking to the ground and she couldn't stop it.

Setsuna helped her to the floor, her legs spread, her right breast fully exposed and slightly pink from Setsuna's mouth. The cool air prickled against Michiru's flesh as Setsuna made her way down the length of the violinists body. Setsuna's hands slipped the cuff of the garter, letting the stockings free she pulled each one off, softly kissing Michiru's ankle as she did tossing the unneeded fabric away from their resting place. The stockings were followed by Michiru's soaked ruffled panties leaving her sex fully exposed. Setsuna placed her mouth against the waiting lips of Michiru's inner core, softly spreading them with her tongue Setsuna glided from the dampest hole to the harden round of nerves. Her hands softly massaging the surrounding flesh of thigh. Michiru withered moaning softly as Setsuna's tongue flicked against the sensitive nerves, swirling in circles as the time guardian drove Michiru to peaks of ecstasy. Her tongue now massaging the bud Setsuna slow re-entered her fingers into the begging deep that was Michiru. The beauty moaned loudly as Setsuna slid in, allowing her finger to become soaked before introducing another, finally thrusting a second in, working back and forth as her tongue played havoc against the clit.

'God Haruka.' Michiru moaned stopping herself. 'Oh god Setsa.' she replayed diving her hands into the mess of green locks stationed between her legs. The hard moan of Setsuna vibrated her tongue giving Michiru extra friction on her sex causing her to shake as another wave brought her closer. Setsuna increased the speed and force of her fingers, twisting them as they entered Michiru her tongue now moving faster in pace. Michiru's muscles tightened her body tensed as it readied for release. Finally Setsuna slipped her fingers from within Michiru, driving her warm wet tongue into the domain, Michiru let out a scream as her body finally gave up. Warm wet poured over Setsuna's tongue as Michiru orgasm.

'So then Minako-chan asked where I bought it, and I couldn't tell her that I'd gotten it half off, so I lied.'

'Oh Michiru, you're terrible.' Setsuna laughed sipping her tea.

'You girls alright in here? Sorry I've been ignoring you babe. But the game, you know.' Haruka smiled grabbing a soda from the fridge.

'Oh, Setsuna has been entertaining me.' Michiru smiled catching the bright red that had made it's way to Setsuna's face.

'Is she?' Haruka laughed brushing her lips against Michiru's still swollen pout. 'Well she'd better behave because you're mine.'

'I am indeed.' Michiru smiled.

'Oh, and I want to see more of that lingerie later. It looked hot.'

'Mm, sorry baby. I was angry with you after you ignored me and I tossed it. But I have others you haven't seen. Don't worry.' Michiru winked. Haruka laughed and returned to her game. 'I love you' she called from the living room as the swing door slowed.

'That little number is yours alone Setsa. Enjoy it.' Michiru said in her sexiest voice leaning across the table to softly run her tongue against Setsuna's pout tasting a mix of tea and her own flavour. Standing from the table Michiru followed the exit of Haruka. Setsuna sat a the table, smile plastered on her face. 'All mine indeed.' she murmured. picking up the book she had earlier abandoned.

(Trixxie)