"I'm going to fix myself a drink. Do you want anything?"
"I'm fine, thank you," Michiru answers, although she admires the setup of the bar.
"Impressive, right?" Haruka boasts. "Are you sure you don't want anything?"
"The wine at dinner was more than enough, but thank you. Anyway, I'm nervous about what kinky proposal you're going to suggest to me."
"Ah, I see. Well sorry to disappoint, but it's not particularly kinky at all." With a Scotch in hand, Haruka relaxes onto one of the couches in the living room. "In fact, it's quite ordinary. Come here, darling, and I'll tell you more," she continues, patting the seat beside her.
Michiru takes the bait, but chooses to straddle the blonde rather than accept the empty seat. "Yes?"
Grinning, Haruka reveals her intentions. "I'd like you to come work for me. In fact, I already have a contract ready. Just needs your signature." With her free hand, Haruka reaches inside her blazer pocket.
"You were carrying around a contract in your pocket all evening?"
"Let's not be silly, Michiru. It's on my phone." Unlocking her smartphone, Haruka opens up the file and shows it to her companion. "Very simple. Come work for me as my company's publicist. Take care of our PR, our press releases, our social media. Prepare me for interviews - you're already quite good at that, judging from this afternoon's performance. You'll see that the pay and benefits are...very reasonable. So what do you say?"
Reaching for the phone, and simultaneously grinding herself against the blonde, Michiru can't help playing out the offer. "Haruka Tenoh, you just want me to work under you whenever you need it."
The blonde grunts and shakes her head. "Not at all. I wouldn't have to pay for that."
Tugging firmly at Haruka's tie, and feeling satisfied when the tall woman lets out a groan, Michiru scrolls through the contract. As Haruka had described, it is a relatively basic agreement that provided for generous compensation.
"You know I can't accept, baka. I'm a serious journalist, not your personal spin doctor. You'll have to find some other willing victim." Placing the phone back into the blonde's pocket, Michiru then guides her hand down to Haruka's belt buckle and easily dispenses with the obstacle. As she reaches under fabric and begins to move her fingers in a circular motion, she also lays firm kisses on Haruka's neck and chest. The two women move together, and it is not long before the blonde fully loses herself to the aqua goddess.