15
The tall blonde woman got out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around her body, making her way to her wardrobe, without even bothering turning the lights on; the moonlight coming from her open balcony doors illuminating the spacious bedroom.
She put on some clean underwear, and decided she didn't feel like putting on her pajamas. It was late in the night already, but the heat was still strong, so she opted for a comfy, long black sweatshirt instead.
She had just threw it on, and took the towel back to dry her hair, when her bedroom door opened suddenly, and in walked one aquamarine haired woman, already dressed in her night gown.
Michiru closed the door behind her, resting her back against it, and looked up at the tall, frowning woman standing in the middle of the room.
"You said we'd talk today" she started, as a way of an explanation as to why she was there "But it was kind of a busy day, so..."
Haruka looked at her, and then let out a sigh "Michiru, it's late..."
"I know" she said, interrupting her "Everyone's already asleep, so we can talk now"
"I already told you..."
"You said we could talk" Michiru insisted, interrupting again "Can't we try? Are you trying to protect the girls, or you're just not interested?" she asked "Because if that's the case, then just tell me..."
"It's not that" Haruka said, looking directly at her big blue eyes "You're a beautiful woman, Michiru. But you said it yourself, you're not sure..."
"I said I was confused" she interrupted her, yet again "But I know what I want now" she said, walking up to the tall blonde woman. She stopped inches away from her, cupping the blonde's face with her hands, and kissing her softly on the lips.
Haruka put her hands on the girl's hips, in an attempt to stopped her and distance herself from her, but when she felt a set of arms encircling around her neck, she couldn't help but deepened the kiss. Her own hands going around the aquamarine haired woman's waist, pressing that perfect body against her own.
She tasted so sweet, and her body was so perfectly warm.
She wanted her, deeply. Madly.
But she didn't want to scare her away. She needed her to be sure... So she broke up the kiss, and looked down on her.
"Michiru..." she started, but the girl interrupted her, kissing her softly again.
Michiru took one single step away, and looked at her, a shy blush on her cheeks, as she reached the hem of her night gown, pulling it off, exposing her soft, round breasts, and her white laced underwear.
Green eyes traveled down her body, and her blushed deepened, but she stepped closed to the tall blonde again. Her arms encircling again around her neck, her lips meeting Haruka's in a soft, loving kiss.
"Make love to me, Ruka" she begged, whispering against the blonde's mouth.
And Haruka couldn't take it anymore. She kissed her then, hard and deep, her hands traveling through her bare back. She could feel the violinist's hands playing with her hair, softly caressing the back of her neck. She trailed her fingers along the girl's spine, and felt her shiver, arching her back and pressing her soft, naked body against hers.
Michiru could feel her skin burning after the blonde's touches, and she let out a soft moan when Haruka's mouth found its way down her throat.
She stood in her tiptoes, pressing herself against the blonde, hanging from her neck and tilting her head to the side, accepting the administrations, as the blonde trailed soft, wet kisses along her neck. She shivered lightly, one hand shyly making its way under Haruka's sweatshirt, gently caressing the warm skin.
She found herself being pressed against a wall, and she lifted her leg, tangling it around Haruka's, trapping the blonde and bringing her closer. And she started moaning softly against the blonde's mouth when she felt her pressing their hips together, rocking slowly and steadily.
A set of hands went to her breasts, massaging them gently, seductively. And when Haruka's mouth found her breast, her tongue making small circles around her nipple, teasing her, to then finally close her mouth around it, sucking lightly, Michiru arched her back and let out a gasp, a strong throbbing growing between her legs.
She finally got tired of the restriction the blonde's sweatshirt represented, and she grabbed the hem, jerking up, needing to feel her skin against hers.
Haruka accepted the movement, lifting her arms just enough for the material to slid off her body. They locked gazes, the growing desire flickering in their eyes, and Michiru smiled softly when she heard the blonde gasping slightly when her hands found her soft, full breasts. But when she felt a hand caressing her womanhood through her underwear and she moaned softly, it was Haruka's turn to smile. Seductively, secretly.
Haruka gently guided her to the bed, positioning herself over her, kissing her long, white neck, and then going down, to her creamy, soft, full breasts. Her hand teasing the aquamarine haired woman, and making her whimper softly. Her fingers feeling the hot, warm desire growing inside the aquamarine haired woman.
She went back to the violinist's mouth, kissing her deeply, as her hand wondered to her soft, flat stomach, making soft small circles with the tip of her fingers all around her navel.
Michiru grabbed her hand then, guiding it back between her legs and inside her underwear, where she needed her, lifting her hips slightly.
"Please..." she pleaded, in a whisper, when she felt the blonde's hesitation.
At the sensual, pleading tone, Haruka gave in, slowly sliding a finger inside her. The soft, long moan that reached her ears encouraged her to go deeper, and she started thrusting slowly, soon adding a second finger, as Michiru started moving her hips against her.
Her soft cries, along with the feel of her round breasts brushing against hers, and the hot, delicious wetness around her fingers were driving Haruka mad with desire, but she kept her pace, slowly and gently building her up.
She captured one hard nipple with her mouth, sucking and licking it, her fingers rhythmically thrusting inside Michiru, until she felt her walls closing around her. She looked up at her then, admiring her face as Michiru reached her climax. Eyes closed, soft, deep, desperate moans escaping her lips.
And then she opened her eyes, blue meeting green, in a satisfied, surprised expression in her blushed face.
"Oh my God..." she breathed, and then she started giggling.
Haruka chuckled at her "Are you alright?"
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, cupping the blonde's face with her hands "That was... that was amazing!" she giggled again.
The blonde frowned at her, somewhat amused "You never had an orgasm before?" she asked "No wonder you never liked sex..." she joked. And then she gasped, closing her eyes briefly, as she felt Michiru's hand caressing her through her underwear. She looked down on her, surprised at the bold move.
Michiru simply smiled at her, kissing her lips softly "I want you to feel the same" she whispered to her, sliding her underwear down the blonde's long legs.
Haruka kissed her again, helping the aquamarine haired beauty take her underwear off, and then making Michiru's aside as well. She let out a deep, husky moan when Michiru wasted no time entering her, finding her already wet, two fingers easily sliding in.
She moved against those fingers thrusting inside her, her own fingers teasing Michiru again, as she took her mouth again, tongues dancing furiously together.
When she started trembling, feeling herself getting closer to her own release, she braced herself, both hands against the sheets to try to steady her own body against the delicious, pleasurable tremblings running through her entire being. She felt Michiru's mouth sucking on her neck, as she finally let out a deep moan, reaching her climax.
She collapsed into Michiru's body, shaking slightly, and the aquamarine haired woman rolled them around, now on top of her, and started kissing her neck.
Taking advantage of the blonde's still out of breath state, she let her mouth wonder down, taking Haruka's breast in her mouth. She tasted the hard nipple, licking it and sucking it softly, before going to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.
But a hand on her neck made her go back up, as she felt two fingers going inside her again, and she moaned into Haruka's mouth, soon following her example.
They moved together, pleasuring each other, filling the night with soft moans, as they explored each others bodies. Kisses being showered everywhere, tongues dancing in a sensual way, trying to satisfied their burning desire, the moon shining down on two naked bodies through the window.