Good Morning

Good
Morning

by Sabi-san (sabisan25@aol.com)

Rating: H

Haruka and Michiru

Disclaimer: In the words of my favorite fanfic writer,

"Sailor Moon & Company don\'t belong to me. I just

borrowed them for a bit."

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        Michiru lay on her side in the
bed, blissfully

dreaming. She was oblivious to the tall blonde who

stood at end end of her bed. The figure watched her

eagerly, her soft aqua curls, the way the covers molded

to her naked body, the gentle rise and fall of her

breasts.

        Haruka kneeled on the bed, and,
placing her

hands on either side of Michiru\'s body, she slowly made

her way up the bed.

        Michiru stirred when she felt
the bed sink under

another\'s weight. A warm breath wafted across her ear.

        "Michiru," a husky
voice sighed.

        She turned onto her back and
found herself

looking into liquid green eyes.

        "Haruka," she
whispered and pulled her lover\'s

head down for a kiss.

        Still exploring Michiru\'s
mouth, Haruka lay down

gently onto the soft body

below her. Sliding her hands to the other\'s wrists, she

grabbed them and pulled

them above Michiru\'s head. She broke the kiss and

pulled back. Geg tog to her knees, she straddled the

small girl.

        Michiru gazed at her proudly.
Devoid of clothes,

Haruka was a sight to behold. Tan skin, muscular body,

pert breasts... She was beautiful.

        Michiru tried to reach up a
hand to caress the

image before her but found she could not. Without her

knowing it, Haruka had tied her hands together and then

to the headboard. She gave a frustrated moan.

        Chuckling, Haruka leaned
forward. Ever so

gently she brushed her hardened nipples across Michiru\'s.

They both gasped at the feeling. Sparks ran down

Michiru\'s spine, and she arched off the bed. The

movement made their other lips come together, extracting

another gasp from them both.

        It was almost too much for
Haruka. She ground

herself into Michiru, only to break away. Michiru

groaned at the retreat, wanting her lover to stay there.

        Making sure that Michiru could
not move her

hands, Haruka brought her mouth to the pale orbs in

front of her.

  &nbnbspnbsp;    Michiru inhaled sharply as her
mouth settled

onto her breast. Sighs of pleasure escaped her lips as

Haruka suckled them.

        Moving from the hard peaks,
Haruka\'s lips flowed

across her mate\'s body, leaving firey trails in their

wake. She went across her stomach, down her sides, up

her thighs, into every nitch and crevice. No part of

Michiru\'s body was left unexplored.

        Michiru was almost out of her
mind with the

feelings Haruka was giving her. She cried out, wanting

her lover to give her what she needed most, but still

Haruka denied it, exploring more.

        When she thought Michiru had
been tortured

enough, she looked up. Staring deep into her blue eyes,

she lowered her head to the soft hair between Michiru\'s

legs. Stopping just above the quivering flesh, she

blew gently. Michiru moaned as her hot breath touched

the most sensitive skin.

        Gently, Haruka opened the
petals before her,

searching for the tiny bud inside. Finding it, she

reached out her tongue to flick it across the nub.

Michiru bucked off the bed, gasping in shock.

        Smiling, Haruka continued.
Sucking and licking,

rubbing and tasting, she pleasured Michiru beyond her

wildest dreams. Michiru was climbing to her peak.

Haruka was right behind her, needing only her lover\'s

ecstasy to make her rise.

        When she could stand it no
longer, she pulled

back. Michiru whimpered,

only to cry out in satisfaction when Haruka\'s loins

came in contact with hers.

        They rocked together, helping
each other to the

top. Haruka\'s hands fluttered over Michiru\'s body,

going to her hands. Once there, they untied the silk

ribbon holding them. Michiru\'s hands flew to the body

above her.

        Haruka cried out with pleasure
as the hands

settled on her breasts. Michiru

teased the nipples, kneading and rolling them. Haruka

leaned down for a kiss, Michiru eagerly waiting.

        Suddenly, Haruka threw back her
head, screaming

Michiru\'s name. It was enough to bring Michiru over

the brink, screaming the blonde\'s name in return.

     &nbsbsp;bsp; Their bodies slowed their
rhythmic dance,

Haruka\'s coming to rest on top of Michiru\'s.

Slowly, their breathing returned to normal. Haruka

rolled off the smaller girl, pulling her close. With a

feather light touch, she kissed Michiru\'s forehead then

her supple, love-bruised lips.

        "Good morning, my
love," a husky voice said.

        "Good morning," an
equally husky voice replied,

smiling.

        Finis

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Dedication:

        This is for you Susan.
Aishiteru.