"Michiru?"
"Hm?"
"Could you do something for me?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"Read this to me. Please."
Michiru looked up from the book she was reading and saw Haruka handing her a magazine.
"Why do you want me to read it?"
"I just… I like listening to your voice," Haruka said and pushed the magazine closer. Michiru sighed and set down her own book. Haruka crawled on the bed next to Michiru who took the magazine from Haruka.
"Love, I don't really know much about cars," Michiru said as she looked at the article Haruka had opened.
"It's all right. Just read it. Start from here," Haruka explained and pointed at the page. Michiru watched as Haruka snuggled under the blanket. She sighed and started to read.
After reading the first paragraph, Michiru glanced at Haruka who had closed her eyes. She nudged Michiru's thigh with her elbow.
"Keep reading."
Michiru smiled and moved her hand to stroke Haruka's hair.
"Many want to drive cars like the F-type coupe just for such moments…"
As Michiru continued reading, she felt Haruka moving closer. The blonde was obviously relaxing, and for a moment Michiru thought she was going to fall asleep. Yet any time Michiru had a longer pause in reading, Haruka frowned.
"-The light clutch action demands a sensitive foot to feel it engage..."
"It's so hot when you read that," Haruka mumbled suddenly. Michiru looked down and saw Haruka's fingers sneaking towards the small patch of skin on Michiru's side that was visible under her shirt.
"Is this turning you on?" Michiru asked with a smile.
"Uh… no..." Haruka said quietly and hooked her finger under the hem of Michiru's shirt, sliding it up slightly.
"Are you sure?"
"Just… just keep reading," Haruka said, her cheeks slowly turning red. Michiru shook her head and kept reading.
"-We welcome this "the past is past" ethos generally, as long as Jaguar remains among the shrinking number of manufacturers who offer real sports cars with three pedals," Michiru finished and closed the magazine.
"So? What do you think?" Haruka asked. She sat up and took the magazine from Michiru.
"About what?"
"About the car," Haruka whispered and leaned in closer. Her lips were almost touching Michiru's.
"It… looked good."
"And?"
"And… I guess it was good?" Michiru guessed. Haruka pulled back a little bit.
"You didn't understand any of that, did you?"
"Well I understood some parts. But you should know that I do not know much about cars. I'm sorry, love," Michiru said and finally leaned in for a kiss.
"It's okay," Haruka said as they pulled away, "as long as you come on rides with me."
"Oh? And what else? You want me to sit on the hood of your car in sexy clothing?" Michiru teased and brushed Haruka's hair away from her face.
"You would do that?" Haruka asked, the eagerness obvious in her eyes. Michiru thought she looked like an excited puppy.
"Mm, we'll see," Michiru whispered and moved closer. Before she knew what was happening, Haruka had tackled her down on the bed.
"I love you," Haruka said and started to kiss Michiru, who couldn't help but laugh into the kiss.
A/N: The article they're reading is here: reviews/2016-jaguar-f-type-s-coupe-manual-test-review