Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Haruka and Michiru: Second Honeymoon ❯ Haruka and Michiru: Second Honeymoon -- part three: Pool Party ( Chapter 3 )

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Haruka and Michiru: Second Honeymoon
Part 3 - Pool Party

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It was the only sound that reached Michiru's ears as her body gently slid into the water
with a tiny splash that would earn her Olympic status. The tiny bubbles of air rose with
her to the surface, tickling her naked form.

Coming up for a deep breath of air, she allowed her body to drift down to the very bottom
of the pool. Her swimming had given her a remarkable lung capacity. It had eventually
reached a point where she could go a full five minutes without coming up for air again.
Rather appropriate since it was under the water where she felt the most content (except
of course, when she was in Haruka's loving arms). She would allow herself to sink to the
bottom and become one with the water she felt such a kinship with. For some reason,
being naked seemed to increase that contentment. Her hair flowed freely around her
head as the water seemed to cover her naked form liked a second skin. Cool, caressing,
soothing. She began to think that maybe swimming naked was something she should
consider doing more often.

It seemed like only yesterday that she and Haruka had shed their clothes in a spontaneous
recreation of their honeymoon in Paris 10 years ago, and part of Michiru didn't want it to
end. She realized that soon it would be over and they would have to rejoin the outside
world eventually. And she would appreciate being with other people again. But at the
same time, there was such a delicious sense of freedom in her eyes, abandoning their
inhibitions for two weeks. Just them and no one else.

Granted, they'd been making love almost every chance they could get, but it wasn't all
about sexuality with them. This was an act of intimacy. The two of them, seeing each
other in a way that no single living person would ever have the privilege to see them.
When they were at their most open and vulnerable. That was the true magic of their
Honeymoon and it was what they were both feeling again during this time. In fact,
Michiru felt a purity to the whole experience. She had to wonder if Adam and Eve knew
that same purity in the Garden of Eden.

Eventually, after savoring the sensation of the water caressing her body a few moments
longer, Michiru casually swam to shallower water and slowly rose her head above the
surface, looking at the gymnasium sized room around her. She could hear Mozart softly
echoing from the four corner speakers fastened to the ceiling as she took in the sight.
They had added this whole new wing to the house years ago for convenience. It saved
them the trouble of having to go to a club to work out. To Michiru, the pool alone made
it well worth the investment, but there were some gym mats as well as various weights
and exercise machines. Stair Climber, Exercise Bike, Treadmill. The room itself was
large and wide with many high windows along each wall so they could look out at the
countryside behind the house. Still, even though they were both naked, the windows
didn't bother them. Since the house was just on the outskirts of what was now Crystal
Tokyo, there was little risk of onlookers. Besides, the windows were specially tinted on
the outside so no one COULD look in.

It was then that she looked over and saw Haruka lying back on the weight platform lifting
weights. Haruka was always very athletic, with most of her exercise regimen consisting
of building her legs and abdominal muscles for running. Her workouts gave her a
gorgeous muscle tone that Michiru adored. But recently, wanting to make herself more
well rounded physically, Haruka had begun to add some light weight training into her
routine. Nothing extreme, just some occasional light lifting to build her upper body.
Though the results were already beginning to show. It had only been a few months, but
Haruka's shoulders had already grown broader, the muscles in her arms and upper back
more defined. All in all, it complimented the muscle tone in her lower body perfectly.
And with a bit of selfishness, Michiru was thankful for it. To Michiru, these new
muscles made Haruka look even more attractive and sexier in recent weeks than ever
before. It also make Michiru crazier than ever before to gaze on the gorgeous body of her
wife.

Michiru grinned warmly as she watched Haruka's lifting exercise for a moment longer.
Then, she smoothly dipped her head back under the water again, and slowly moved to
even shallower water. Once her feet were able to touch the pool bottom, Michiru again
rose from the water and began walking from the pool to Haruka's direction, slowly and
methodically. There were no steps or ladders to worry about. When the wing was added,
Michiru had the shallow area of the pool designed on a slant like an ocean shore, so one
could just walk in and out of the water with ease. Michiru walked from the water and
continued her slow movement towards Haruka.

Haruka was lying back on the platform, her legs spread and her feet touching the ground
on each side. Her breathing was slow and calm as her arms stretched, lifting the weight
of the barbell into the air and easing it back down. She had to admit, she could feel
herself getting stronger. The lifting was much easier now than it was when she started.
Lately, she'd been wondering if she should switch to heavier weights, but she decided
against it. She never wanted to be one to build herself up too much and risk becoming a
slave to her body. Why try to improve on what she felt was already perfection? As it
was, she was just happy with the thought of feeling stronger than she was before. Not to
mention she felt that she looked a lot better too.

Maybe it was a touch of vanity on her part, but Haruka had to admit, she liked the way
she was beginning to look. The broader shoulders, the more developed arms. At first,
she started working with the weights because she wanted to improve herself physically.
She'd always had a strong lower body, but the upper body was a part that she never
worked on much. If the Black Moon's attack proved anything, it was that even in this
age of the new Silver Millennium, Earth was still a target for evil. And ever wanting to
be vigilant, she started thinking that if she didn't work on her entire body, it might be a
potential weakness for an enemy to exploit. But now she had begun to see other
motivations for this new workout. Haruka had to admit, looking in the mirror in recent
weeks, she liked what she was seeing. Some of her shirts and jackets hung better on her
now. She even started wearing a few jackets that she hadn't worn in years.

She could also tell that Michiru liked what she was seeing as well. Haruka was
beginning to notice at certain times, when they were working out, or bathing together, or
even when they were just about to make love, that Michiru would look at her with just a
little added twinkle in her eye. And the thought of looking sexy for Michiru also made
Haruka feel good about these new exercises.

98…99…100. Haruka sighed with satisfaction as she lifted the barbell back onto it's
resting place overhead. At the rate she was going, 100 lifts was becoming too easy. She
could probably go at least another 50 lifts now. Still, she didn't want to overexert
herself. She had a set goal and she didn't really feel like going any further than that.
Pleased with the workout she'd done so far, she decided to just lay on the platform and
rest a moment. Her legs were still spread out and hanging off the sides of the platform,
with her feet touching the ground. She placed her hands on her stomach and closed her
eyes for a moment. Just then, she felt a cold drop on her stomach, then two more. Two
more drops followed, one between her breasts, one just to the left of her right nipple.
One more cold drop was felt on her cheek as three more grazed across her forehead.
Then, suddenly, something cold and wet was placed over her eyes, preventing her from
opening them.

"Guess who?" a soft voice cooed.

"Ummm," Haruka thought for a moment, "Cold. Wet. It's a fish, right? A great big
fish."

Haruka's response came in the form of a sharp kick to her right ankle.

"Think harder," The voice replied a little more sternly.

"Hmmm," Haruka thought again, chuckling a little, "Ummm, is it a mermaid?"

Suddenly, the restraint on her eyes was released. Haruka opened her eyes to see
Michiru's smiling face, her hair dangling down just above Haruka's head.

"What do you think?" Michiru replied?

"I think it's impossible that this could be a mermaid," Haruka answered back, "Because
there's no way a mermaid could look so beautiful."

Michiru's smile widened as she brought her head down closer towards Haruka. Haruka's
head rose to meet her and two mouths softly met in a long, passionate kiss. Suddenly,
Michiru's right hand dipped down between Haruka's spread legs, her middle finger softly
tracing along the opening of Haruka's exposed sex. Haruka emitted a tiny moan into
Michiru's mouth before their lips parted.

"You know," Michiru said, looking at Haruka slyly, "a dishonest person could quickly
take advantage of a woman in such a compromising position as this."

Michiru's middle finger continued to trace along Haruka's opening, dipping a little
deeper inside. Haruka let out another soft moan and Michiru smiled. Suddenly,
Haruka's arms blurred. Her left hand firmly grabbed Michiru's right arm as her own
right arm spun Michiru around. Before Michiru knew what was happening, she found
herself lying back on Haruka's body, her leg's spread in Haruka's position and her right
arm firmly held behind her back.

"Well now," Haruka replied, "It would seem that a dishonest person will have to be a lot
quicker than that to take advantage of THIS woman."

Michiru winced a little at the slight pain in her right arm, but as Haruka eased her grip,
Michiru found herself laughing. Her laughter though soon turned to soft coos and moans
as Haruka's right arm dipped between Michiru's legs and began repeating Michiru's
earlier actions, softly stroking along the soft, fleshy opening to Michiru's sex.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," Michiru purred, looking back over her shoulder to Haruka,
"You know, sometimes I like it when you play rough."

"Really?" Haruka replied. Suddenly, Michiru let out a long, loud moan as Haruka's
middle finger stoped stroking and immediately dipped inside her, caressing the warm,
moist inner walls of Michiru's hole.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, turning to Haruka
and trailing soft kisses along her cheek.

"Oh Darling, not now," Michiru whispered, "Not yet. We've got plenty of time for that.
Let's not rush."

Haruka reluctantly agreed and slowly extracted her finger, taking just a moment longer to
softly brush it against the tip of Michiru's already swelling clit. Michiru shivered slightly
as she arched her back. Then, once she was once again lying against Haruka's trim,
muscular stomach, Haruka released her grip on Michiru's right arm. Seeing the
opportunity, Michiru immediately turned over and lay on Haruka face to face, their
breasts and nipples firmly pressed together.

"That's much better," she whispered. Then, her lips wrapped around Haruka's mouth
again in another series of soft kisses.

For a moment, the two lay there on the weight bench, their arms and legs wrapping
around each other. Two tongues softly stroked and caressed each other through fused
lips, savoring each other's taste. The two almost seemed possessed, neither one coming
up for air. Their lips simply refused to part each other's company. Their hands and
fingers softly intertwined as the passionate ballet inside their mouths continued.

Just then, Michiru reared back and pulled Haruka into a sitting position. Wrapping her
legs softly around Haruka's waist, it was still several moments before Michiru herself
parted with Haruka's lips, giving only a few soft pecks afterward.

"Come on," she said, standing up, but her fingers still firmly entangled in Haruka's
hands, "Let's go for a swim."

At first Haruka was reluctant, but Michiru managed to pull her into a standing position
and began to drag her towards the pool shore.

"Come on," Michiru coaxed, "You know it's healthy to cool down after a workout like
that. And quite frankly, I was starting to sweat just watching you a minute ago."

Haruka simply sighed and let Michiru lead her into the water. Within moments, Michiru
was laughing and splashing as Haruka allowed herself to be dragged like a lead weight,
out to the middle of the pool.

Michiru loved the sensation of the water caressing her body as she glided beneath the
surface. Every moment just seemed like an eternity for her in another world. Her body
seemed able to do things that she couldn't possibly do on dry land. Speed, flexibility,
reflexes, they all seemd heightened to an incredible degree. And the water caressing
every part of her felt heavenly. The whole experience was such that even Michiru herself
just found it impossible to put into words. It was all so...incredible. Her head broke the
surface of the water and she looked in Haruka's direction. But Michiru found herself a
little taken aback by watching Haruka lingering in middle of the pool, just treading water.
She looked almost...bored. Quietly, she glided up behind Haruka and hugged her around
the neck.

"Haruka, what's wrong?" Michiru asked, kissing her on the cheek, "Is everything okay?"

Haruka sighed.

"I'm fine," she replied, "It's just...well...swimming really isn't my thing, you know?"

"Well, I know you've never really done it a lot. But give it a chance. Trust me, it really
grows on you."

"Maybe on you," Haruka said, "You've always had this connection with water and
swimming."

Haruka sighed again.

"To be honest, I never really understood it. It's almost like you're another person when
you're here. Maybe...maybe it's not something meant for me to understand."

Michiru looked at Haruka for a moment, perplexed. Suddenly, Michiru's lips curled in a
goofy half smile, almost as if she were about to laugh.

"Haruka. A...are you jealous?"

Haruka's eyes went wide in surprise.

"No! I mean...uh, well...I..."

Michiru giggled as her wet lips softly trailed kisses along Haruka's cheek.

"Admit it. You're jealous."

"I...I am not."

Haruka hissed in pain as Michiru suddenly started biting on her ear.

"Don't lie to me," she said, her teeth still clenched on Haruka's ear, "You know you
can't lie to me."

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Okay!" Haruka yelled, "I...I guess I am a little jealous."

"I thought so," Michiru stated triumphantly, releasing Haruka's chewed ear. Then she
snuggled her cheek warmly against Haruka's.

"Oh, come on. What have you got to be jealous about?"

"Oh, I don't know," Haruka replied, "It's...it's just that I guess when I see you doing this,
I see you really in a world that I could never really be a part of, no matter how much I
might want to."

Michiru sighed.

"Oh Haruka, you don't have anything to be jealous about. I mean, it's not like the ocean
is my mistress or anything like that. When I'm here, the water, it's...I don't
know...it's...like a part of me. Like my arm or my leg. Almost like it becomes an
extension of my body. Like I can do things better than before."

Just then, Michiru swung around and softly held Haruka's face in her hands.

"Here," she said softly, kissing Haruka on the nose, "Let me show you."

Michiru placed her hands on Haruka's shoulders, indicating she wanted Haruka to stay
where she was. Haruka nodded her head in agreement, and Michiru smiled as she dipped
beneath the surface of the water once again.

Even Haruka found it difficult to describe the sensations she felt as Michiru's body
glided around her own. Michiru's smooth skin, her soft hair, revolved around Haruka's
body, softly caressing every fold and curve from Haruka's shoulders to her toes. Haruka
closed her eyes and sighed, savoring the feeling of Michiru's soft, smooth body swirling
around her. Michiru's hair flowed as freely as the water around Haruka's chest, her soft
locks tickling and stroking Haruka's firm, but extremely sensitive breasts. Haruka's
nipples, which were already stiff from the cool water, now sparked with electricity as
pleasure began to flow through her chest. But Michiru didn't stop there, as she began to
move down Haruka's body, although Haruka could've sworn she felt Michiru's warm
tongue lick each nipple before she proceeded.

For the next few minutes, it felt more like Haruka was being circled by a dolphin rather
than a woman. Michiru glided around Haruka with a never-before seen flexibility, her
body coiling like a snake almost. Her body flowed around Haruka's muscular stomach,
her firm hips, finally dipping between her legs. Haruka found herself smiling as
Michiru's hair softly caressed her sex. Again, Haruka could've sworn she even felt
Michiru's tongue. One. Two. Three licks as Michiru glided back and forth between
Haruka's legs. Again, Michiru proceeded lower, circling her body around each of
Haruka's legs. Her soft flesh softly stroked Haruka's muscular calves and thighs and her
hair softly tickled Haruka's feet. She even bent down and softly trailed kisses along each
of Haruka's toes.

Again, Michiru's tongue came into play, softly blazing a trail starting at Haruka's ankle
and proceeding up the inside of her leg. Haruka savored the feeling of this lone warm
sensation penetrating the cool feeling of the water. Again, Michiru paused between
Haruka's legs and Haruka once again felt the warm strokes sliding along her opening,
which had softened in the water. One. Two. Three licks. And so on until Haruka's sex
felt as warm as Michiru's tongue. The cold sensation of the water around her swelling
clit also felt nice. Again, Michiru proceeded upward, her tongue again forming the trail
of warmth. She began at Haruka's opening and proceeded straight up, her tongue
running directly over Haruka's clit in the process, then moving upward to poke around
the little dimple of Haruka's navel. Again, Michiru proceeded upward, over the firm
abdominal muscles, towards the base of her breasts. She softly kissed the underside of
each breast and Haruka sighed at the sensation.

From there, Michiru focused her attention entirely on the sensitive mounds. Slowly,
taking equal time to pleasure each breast, she circled her tongue around the areola of
Haruka's nipples, which themselves began to swell, before she turned her attention to the
delicate buds in each center. Pursing her lips, she softly sucked each nipple as the tip of
her tongue softly brushed and stroked the tips. Back and forth, over each nipple, her
fingers pinching and rolling one whenever she turned her attention to the other. Haruka
could feel her breasts growing warm in the cold water, just as her sex had moments
before. Once soft nipples began to stiffen and plump in Michiru's mouth and she
continued to suck and lick them, until it seemed they had no soft texture at all, but were
like steel ball bearings, hard and firm. Haruka moaned as she savored the delicious
cocktail of pleasure and pain mixing in her breasts, particularly her nipples, which ached
from the extreme pleasuring, but still begged for more. Occasionally, Michiru's other
hand would dip between Haruka's legs, to roll her still-swollen clit around on the tip of
her finger.

Michiru would have given anything to continue, but she could feel herself reaching her
limit. Soon, her lungs would be unable to go without air and it felt as though her chest
might collapse. Taking the remaining air, she softly blew a massage of air bubbles over
Haruka's chest before bringing her head to the surface and inhaling a huge gulp of air. It
took Haruka a moment to come down off the euphoric pleasure she had just received, but
she already knew it would be an experience she wouldn't soon forget. Eventually, she
opened her eyes and looked as Michiru's face, smiling with contentment that she had
proven her point.

"You see?" she said, "That's what the water is to me."

All Haruka did was smile in response. Michiru softly swam over and again placed her
arms around Haruka's neck, savoring the feeling of Haruka's body pressing against her
own.

"Still jealous?" she asked.

"Are you kidding. After what you just did, I think that said more than words ever could,"
Haruka replied.

"Well, at least now you know that water isn't my mistress. It's a helper to me, a
companion."

She smiled warmly before bestowing a soft kiss to Haruka.

"You. You're the one my heart belongs to. You always have been. Only you."

Haruka smiled back, her hands clearing wet locks of hair from Michiru's beaming face..

"God, how did I ever get so lucky?"

Scooping Michiru in her arms, Haruka's lips met hers and the two began a series of soft
kisses. Kisses of love and passion. As Haruka's feet found the floor, she proceeded to
carry Michiru to the shore, the two still kissing passionately. They could taste the hint of
chlorine from the water on their tongues as they gently probed each other's mouths. As
she reached the shore, Haruka lay Michiru down and lay half on top of her as their
mouths continued to fuse together. It was only several minutes later that their lips parted
ways.

"But you know," Haruka said slyly, "When you're pleasuring someone, you really should
finish what you start."

"Mmmm," Michiru grinned, "You're right. That was irresponsible of me."

"Looks like someone needs a lesson on completing things," Haruka grinned back.

"Teach me," Michiru purred seductively, "Teach me how to finish what I start."

Haruka smiled even broader as their lips met again. Haruka then began to trail kisses
along Michiru's cheeks and neck. Her left hand firmly gripped Michiru's large breast,
her fingers squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Michiru began to coo with pleasure.
Then Haruka straddled Michiru's right leg and spread it aside, allowing Haruka complete
access to Michiru's exposed flower. Haruka could already feel the warmth building
between Michiru's legs as her long, slender fingers softly stroked around the opening and
along the moist entrance. Taking care to make sure Michiru was ready, Haruka stroked
the opening with her fingers until she knew it was just right. She knew it was right when
she could feel a thin film of Michiru's juices covering her sex. At that moment, she took
her middle and index finger and began to gently wiggle them into the soft tight hole.
Michiru began to man and gasp in delight.

"Oh Haruka," she panted, "Oh darling. Oh yes. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Oh
Yeeaaaaaahhhhhh..."



Sitting in the sauna, the searing heat felt delicious on Haruka's skin as she inhaled the
deep smell of the warm wood. Michiru was seated on the bottom row, pouring a few
more ladels of water onto the heater. Puffs of steam rose with a hiss, and Michiru
returned to the top row where Haruka was sitting, taking the bucket with her. Dipping
her hand into the cool water for a moment, she brought her hand to her chest and flicked
cool droplets on her chest and stomach, providing a momentary relief from the heat. She
then took her hand and traced a cool stream across her forehead. A few moments later,
Haruka followed suit, her skin also craving a momentary relief.

Haruka then reached over and picked up a small bottle of massage oil standing beside
her. Squeezing a small pool into the palm of her hand, she then placed the bottle down
and rubbed the oil in her hands. From there, Haruka gently applied the oil to her body,
starting at her neck and shoulders, then down along her arms. Every so often, she
stopped to replenish her supply of oil, but then, she went back to her application. From
her arms, she went to her chest, first rubbing around and between her firm breasts, then
lightly massaging the breasts themselves. Immediately, her nipples perked up and
stiffened. They did so all the time, even at the slightest touch. It was never difficult to
spot those days when Haruka wasn't wearing a bra. Just the friction of her shirt rubbing
made her nipples big and hard, poking straight out through the fabric.

Slowly, Haruka continued her massage Her hands glided down to her stomach, tracing
and exploring every firm muscle. Around her hips her hands went, dipping between her
legs only for a moment. From there, she gently massaged her thighs and calves,
spreading the oil over every curve and dip, from her thighs to her ankles. Once her task
was complete, she sat back against the wall, letting the oil work it's way into the pores.
Before too long, little droplets of sweat began to bead onto her skin.

It was then that she looked over and out of the corner of her eye, spotted Michiru, gazing
at her almost in awe. Laying on her front, her chin rested in her hands and her feet softly
kicking up in the air, she looked like an star struck teenager, obsessed over her latest TV
or musical obsession.

"What?" Haruka asked curiously, still out of the corner of her eye.

Michiru didn't respond. She simply remained locked in that same position, looking up at
Haruka with a starry-eyed fascination. The slightly amber light reflected off the honey
toned wood and the oil Haruka had applied onto her skin, making her shine like metal.
And Michiru just continued to lie there, drinking in the view of Haruka's beautiful
bronzed frame. Her eyes twinkled as she let out an almost giddy sigh.

Haruka lifted her head from the wall as she looked straight at Michiru, even more curous
than before.

"What?" she asked again, this time with a half chuckle in her voice. She had to admit,
she'd never seen Michiru in that way and she was finding the experience a little amusing.
But it was still several moments before Michiru replied. Then, just as Haruka was about
to ask for a third time...

"Haruka," Michiru said, her words still mixed with that giddy, teen dream style sigh,
"Masturbate for me."

Haruka arched an eyebrow, a little taken aback.

"Excuse me?" she asked.

"You look so beautiful right now," Michiru sighed again, "So sensual. It just all looks so
perfect. You, the oils, the light, the heat. I'd hate to have this moment and not see you
do it."

Haruka looked at Michiru, perplexed.

"You're serious."

"Please Haruka," the twinkle in Michiru's eyes became replaced with a pleading gaze,
"Please masturbate. It would be so perfect."

"Well, I..." Haruka suddenly found herself at a loss for words, "I mean, I COULD. But
I...I didn't really feel like it and..."

"Oh, please Haruka," Michiru's voice took on that familiar mock-whining tone and her
lower lip began to pout, "Don't be so standoffish. Stop trying to be the responsible tough
guy. I know there's a fun-loving woman in there. I've seen it."

Suddenly, Michiru changed position until her body was turned around and her feet were
facing Haruka. Then, she lay back, supporting her weight onto her left arm as her legs
spread themselves apart, her left leg dangling over the top row and her foot planted
firmly on the next row. Then, her right hand slid between her legs and began softly
stroking the folds of her sex. For several minutes, she gently poked and probed the soft
opening, her fingers gently pulling her delicate petals this way and that, stretching the
soft flesh. Before long, Haruka could see Michiru's inner flesh begin to moisten grow
darker.

"Please," Michiru continued to pout, "Please. Please come out and play."

Even though Michiru wasn't really trying to masturbate so much as she was trying to
arouse Haruka, it wasn't long before the mercies of her fingers were causing her to sigh
and moan with pleasure. Tiny emissions of warm fluid began to make the tips of her
fingers moist and slick, and familiar sparks of electricity were beginning to jolt inside her
brain from her touches. Eventually, her left hand came into play as she started gently
squeezing and caressing her soft, round, full breasts. Every second, Michiru could feel
herself losing control to her desires and she was beginning to wonder if she hadn't
overplayed her hand.

But to Michiru's delight, this sexual game of Chicken she started was about to reward
her. For a few moments, all Haruka did was sit there, like a bronze statue, her eyes
dancing over the incredibly alluring vision Michiru was bestowing upon her. Suddenly,
before Haruka even realized what she was doing, her hands unconsciously went up her
body and came into contact with the firm pair of mounds protruding from her chest.

The massage oils still lingered on her hands and the surface of her skin and the firm flesh
found itself slipping and sliding easily through Haruka's long slender fingers. By the
time they first popped out from between her thumbs and forefingers, her nipples were
already stiff and hard. Michiru loved watching Haruka's nipples perk up, the fact they
needed only the smallest stimulation to awaken them and make them firm and swollen.
It was almost as if they were living creatures. Pet them once and they would sit up for
more petting. Sometimes as a treat, as well as to tease Haruka, Michiru would
sometimes take her fingers and just gently run them over the tips of Haruka's nipples,
just to watch them swell.

Haruka gently pinched and squeezed the hardening nubs, occasionally taking a moment
to circle her fingertips around the areola, making them swell and plump as well, giving
her breasts the view of three levels; the breast itself, the areola and then finally, the
nipples at the very tip-top. Before long, Haruka's nipples were swollen to their utmost
and were sticking out almost a full inch in length. Yet, Haruka didn't withdraw her
fingers advanced but maintained their same steady pace over her nipples and areoles.

Despite the fact that she was beginning to sigh and moan with pleasure, Haruka seemed
almost unaware of what she was doing. The entire time, she never took her eyes off
Michiru, who meanwhile was being swept up in her own tide of pleasure. The sight of
Haruka touching her breasts, many times the objects of Michiru's sexual affection,
Michiru could feel the tiny sparks she had stoked inside her suddenly burst into a
wildfire, and she redoubled her efforts. Her fingers began rubbing furiously, basting her
swollen, pouting sex in her juices. Her left hand grabbed her other breast which so far
had received no attention and brought the soft mound to her warm, eager mouth. Taking
in her nipple, along with a mouthful of her breast, Michiru was soon sucking and
chewing on the warm, delicate flesh. Her nipple began to swell in her mouth, rolled this
way and that with her tongue. Her left hand then returned to her left breast and began
squeezing it firmly while her right hand began stuffing fingers inside the sopping wet
opening between her legs.

She managed to fit her first and middle finger inside, wanting to go for three, but
deciding it wouldn't be productive. She then began rubbing and probing her moist inner
walls, particularly up top. Occasionally, she touched something that made her hips jump
and her mouth gasp. Haruka's fingers were longer than Michiru's and slender, so when
she wanted, she had no trouble locating Michiru's fabled G-spot, but Michiru found her
own fingers weren't quite long enough, so it was often a craps shoot. She either found
it, or she didn't. This time she wasn't really having much luck, so she returned her
attention to her other sensitive spot, rubbing her swollen clit which had long since
peeked out from within her. Her juices continued to rush out of her like a flood,
making the outer folds slurp and squish as she rubbed.

It was at this time that Haruka finally took her eyes off Michiru and leaned back against
the wall, slouching back in her seated position. In a way, this made Michiru feel better,
feeling that now Haruka was finally starting to get into the experience, not looking like a
zombie. It was like she finally realized what she was doing, but she was too swept up in
her pleasure to care anymore. With her body slouched against the wall, Haruka slowly
spread her legs. A small warm trickle had begun to escape her own tight opening and she
could feel her stiff, hard clit peeking out. After a few small rubs to loosen her outer
folds, Haruka dipped her middle finger inside, at which point a small pool of juice that
had built up inside her squirted out.

Haruka moaned in delicious pleasure as her long finger had no trouble finding that
elusive patch inside herself. It was soft and spongy to the touch at first, but soon growing
hard and firm like a pebble. After a few strokes, Haruka decided that she would come
too fast that way, and that wouldn't be fair. Michiru had gone to so much trouble to get
her aroused and she wanted a show. It was only fair to give her one. Haruka then
removed her finger and began softly rubbing around the outside, moaning as right hand
moved from one breast to the other, squeezing the firm flesh and pinching her swollen
nipples, which were aching for attention. Haruka leaned her head back against the wall
and sighed as she closed her eyes.

"Oh Michiru," she breathed, "Michiru, you're so beautiful."

Michiru then felt the urge to speak, opening her mouth and releasing her trapped breast.
The creamy flesh was covered with soft red marks from where she had been biting.

"Oh Haruka," She moaned, "Yes, don't stop. Come for me, please. I want to see you
come. Please, let's come together."

That said, Michiru again stuffed her chewed breast into her mouth.

Both women were dripping with sweat as the heat inside them was becoming just as
searing as the heat on their skin. The tiny room, once silent and calm, had turned into the
touchdown point for a sensual whirlwind. If someone had chanced to look into through
the sauna window, their eyes would have born witness to the height of intimacy, seeing
the two nude lovers, nude spouses, squirming in pleasure from their touches. Haruka had
resorted to rolling her hard clit between her thumb and forefinger, masturbating almost
like a man, as her right hand continued jumping from breast to swollen breast, squeezing,
kneading and pinching. Michiru in the meantime, had started slapping her swollen, red
clit almost viciously as she rubbed, her left hand pinching her left nipple leaving the rest
of the breast to dangle from the plump bud. Meanwhile her right breast continued
dancing between her teeth and tongue as muffled moans escaped her lips. Haruka was
groaning and yelling, the moans and gasps of her and Michiru mingling with the wet,
squishing sounds between their legs, creating a sexual symphony within the tiny room.

"Oh yeah," Haruka breathed, "Yeah, this feels so good. So good."

Wet, juicy fingers found their way to their waiting mouths, as their tongues savored the
euphoric taste of their bodies. A once woody aroma suddenly became replaced with
womanly musk. Every sensation only added a heightened stimulus to the moment as the
two thrashed and bucked on the wooden boards, both moaning and gasping.

"M-Michiru, are you ready yet."

"Almost. I'm so close. So close. It feels so good. I'm going to come any second. Hang
on, so we can come together."

"I...I can't hold it! It's too good. I have to...I have to..."

"Haruka, okay. Okay. I'm ready. Let's come."

"Oh, Michiruuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

"OH YES!! Haruka, I'm coming!"

Only muffled yells could be heard escaping from the enclosed room, then for 30 seconds,
all was quiet. Suddenly, the silence was broken as a kick from Haruka burst open the
heavy wooden door.

"AIR!!!" Haruka tried to yell, but all she could managed was a frog-like rasp.

She and Michiru almost fell out of the doorway in a heap, coughing and gasping. They
were both covered in sweat and warm juices were trickling down their inner thighs.
Their skin had started to redden from the heat in the sauna and both their hearts were
pounding like jackhammers inside their chests. Gulping and holding onto each other to
stay upright, the two stumbled to the shore of the pool in a desperate attempt to cool
themselves down. Once they reached the shore the two of them fell to their knees and
desperately began splashing water on themselves as best they could. They were still
weak from their orgasms and the muggy atmosphere of the sauna had only made things
worse. After a few moments, Haruka planted her fists into the floor to keep herself
upright as the two of them knelt by the pool.

"Okay," Haruka panted between gasps of air, "I'm telling you right...right now. We...are
NOT...doing that again."

"Under...understood," Michiru gulped as the two of them struggled to catch their breath.


The music piped through the speakers had changed from classical to a lazy jazz as the
sun beamed down heavily through the opened sunroof. Haruka and Michiru were lying
comfortably on their adjustable flatbed chairs. Haruka adjusted her sunglasses and
fidgeted her body slightly. Even with the gym's air conditioner turned up, the previous
events in the sauna followed by this made her skin seemed to bake. Reaching over, she
plucked an ice cube from a glass of scotch she'd grabbed earlier and ran it across her
forehead.

"Jeez, between the sauna and this, you could fry and egg on me," she stated.

"Is that a test?" Michiru took a sip of her Pina Colada and looked over with a half smile,
her sunglasses reflecting the image of Haruka's face.

"Seriously though Haruka, you might want to think about turning over. You don't want
to get sunburned right?"

Haruka nodded and took a quick sip of scotch before rolling over and resting her head on
her arms.

"Could you put some oil on my back?" she asked.

"Anytime," Michiru noted with a hint of heightened enthusiasm.

Applying a tiny trail of the white paste between Haruka's shoulder blades, she carefully
began working it into the skin, from the base of her neck, over her shoulders, down to the
small of her back. The only disadvantage to this position was that with Haruka lying on
her front, her breasts were completely inaccessible. Still Michiru figured she'd have to
make due with Haruka's firm bottom a shapely, muscular legs.

After a few moments, Michiru returned to her chair, and before too long, she found
herself staring awestruck at the woman she'd vowed over 10 years ago that she would
spend the rest of her life with. This was nothing new for Michiru to do. Haruka
fascinated her, even after all these years, all these centuries. Even now, Michiru was
astounded by this woman.

Haruka was glorious in everything she did. From the most mundane to the fiercest battle,
Haruka was always spectacular in Michiru's eyes. She'd thought so ever since they first
set eyes on each other. And it didn't matter at the time that Haruka was a woman. All
Michiru saw was a beauty unparalleled by anything in time or space. Even when it
seemed that they were as different as night and day, that just made Haruka all the more
fascinating. Even looking at her just lying there, one thought, one word only kept
beaming into Michiru's mind...

Magnificent.

Eventually, Haruka rolled over and returned to lying on her back. Maybe this tanning
nude wasn't such a bad idea after all, she thought to herself. Get rid of those pesky tan
lines.

Just then, she felt two large cold drops land right down on her nipples. She winced and
then looked up to see Michiru standing over her with the bottle of suntan lotion.

"Can't be too careful," she said playfully, "After all, we don't want these little darlings to
get sunburned, do we?"

"NNNGGGHHH!" Haruka groaned as Michiru started furiously rubbing the swollen
nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. Then, giggling, she ran away. Haruka
looked at her chest for a moment before reacting.

"Why you little...! Get back here you!"

"Don't wanna! Don't wanna! Nnnnnggggg!" Michiru laughed, sticking her tongue out at
Haruka.

"Oh, that's it! It's on now!" Haruka stated, her voice coupled with a little chuckle as
well.

Her breasts bobbing, Michiru ran over to a patio table with an umbrella on it. They
added some patio furniture into the gymnasium to give the pool a more beach-like feel.
Within seconds, Haruka had caught up to her and they stood facing each other. Both of
them darted left and right as Michiru tried her best to stay on the opposite side of the
patio table. This was part of the magic of their first honeymoon, and now the second.
She liked this. It wasn't just the lovemaking, although that was definitely a big part of it.
It was just the whole carefree feeling of it all. They could have fun, joke around, even
just lie around and be lazy. It was just all about them being together.

"You're just making this tougher on yourself," Haruka said, "You know I'm going to get
you."

"The race doesn't always go to the fastest, Lover," Michiru replied, "Maybe I'll surprise
you yet."

"Maybe..."

Michiru found herself completely caught off-guard as Haruka darted around the patio
table with an unheard of speed, firmly grabbing her wrist. In water, Michiru may rule,
but against Haruka on land, she didn't have chance.

"...but not today, it looks like."

Haruka hoisted a laughing Michiru over her shoulder and gave her a quick smack on the
bottom for good measure.

"Ow!" Michiru giggled, pounding her fists on Haruka's back in a vain attempt to let her
go.

Haruka carried Michiru over to her chair and lay her back down gently. Then, she firmly
straddled Michiru's waist as she grabbed the suntan lotion bottle with her left hand and
firmly held Michiru's wrists down with her right.

"Looks like you could use some more protection," she said, smiling evilly.

All Michiru could do was kick and scream and giggle as Haruka squirted trails of suntan
lotion all over her chest and stomach. Once Haruka released Michiru's wrists however,
Michiru brought her arms around Haruka's neck and wrapping her lips around Haruka's
mouth, pulled her down. The two bodies contacted with a splat as the suntan lotion
squirted and squished between them.

"Mmmm," Michiru said, breaking the kiss, "What a mess. What are we going to do
now?"

Haruka's reply came as she softy began rubbing her body against Michiru's. The suntan
lotion made their bodies slick and slippery and their breasts and nipples softly teased and
tickled each other.

"Well, start rubbing," she said, "We've got a lot of suntan oil to burn through."

Again, their bodies started rubbing as Michiru savored the delicious wet friction. She
softly cooed and purred as Haruka softly placed kisses along her neck.


The bubbles in the jacuzzi tickled Haruka and Michiru's skin as Michiru sat on Haruka's
lap. Her legs wrapped around Haruka's waist, the two kissed like two teenagers, each
savoring the soft caress of the other's lips. Reaching for a bowl of fruit on the deck of
the hot tub, Michiru plucked a dark,ripe strawberry and popped it into Haruka's mouth,
who ate it and then kissed Michiru again, giving Michiru a small taste of the ripe juice
lingering on her tongue.

"Mmmm," Michiru grinned, "That was good."

"I certainly thought so," Haruka replied.

Grabbing a champaign bottle from the ice bucket, Michiru carefully poured a splash into
Haruka's glass, not that it was enough to keep the foam from spilling out and landing on
Haruka's chest.

Michiru was quick to clean up her mess, dipping her head between Haruka's breasts and
gorging on the spilled champaign with her tongue. Haruka sighed with contentment at
Michiru's caressing tongue on her cleavage. Haruka then rewarded Michiru with a sip
from her glass.

The two continued kissing and dining for several minutes, enjoying the soft caress of
each others' skin as well as the heat of the jacuzzi. Afterwards, the two put their arms
around each other, Michiru resting her head into the crook of Haruka's neck and her right
hand nestled on Haruka's breast. And the two just held each other, smiling contently as
they relished in their closeness.

The stars twinkled brightly through the skylight as the pair continued their cuddling.

"The stars look beautiful tonight," Haruka stated.

"Mmmm," was Michiru's only reply. Haruka looked down to see Michiru staring at her.

"You're not even looking," Haruka said.

"I've got something better to look at," Michiru said, smiling.

"You've had me to look at all day," Haruka said, "Don't you think you might like to see
something else for a change."

"There's something else?" Michiru stated. She guided Haruka's head over and placed a
soft kiss on her cheek.

"You know Haruka, we've literally been all over the world together. We've seen so
many sights, every one of them breathtaking. We've seen every star in the sky, we've
seen every monument, every miracle of nature. But the truth is, none of it would have
ment anything to me if you hadn't been there to see them with me."

Haruka looked down at Michiru, who was flashing her "the look". The broad smile
across her lips with the eyes that looked like they might cry at any second.

"Haruka, of all the things I've seen in this world, you are by far the most beautiful.
You're magnificent. The first time I ever set eyes on you, I knew there couldn't possibly
be anyone who could match you. And I wanted to see you every day, for the rest of my
life."

Haruka appeared almost dumbfounded.

"Michiru, I...I don't...I don't know what...to..."

"Ssshhh," Michiru placed her finger over Haruka's lips, "You don't have to say anything.
You don't have to say anything to try and prove yourself to me. That's not why I said
this to you. I'm just being honest with you. You're the most beautiful thing in the world
to me Haruka. The most precious."

Michiru's "look" seemed to grow in intensity, her teary eyes twinkling and dancing with
pure affection.

"I love you Haruka."

Haruka dipped down and met Michiru's lips in a long, soft kiss, followed by two short
kisses. Then, they both returned to their cuddling position as this time they both looked
up toward the night sky.

"Well, another day has come and gone," Haruka said.

"Yeah, but God, what a day," Michiru replied contently, "It's been a lot of fun."

"Yeah," Haruka agreed, "Yeah, it has."

Michiru was thoughtful for a moment before continuing.

"Haruka, do you think you're going to miss this? You know, when this little honeymoon
of ours is over and we have to rejoin the outside world."

Haruka paused for a thoughtful moment before continuing.

"You make it sound like this time we have together is all we have," Haruka said, "You
know, maybe I don't say it often enough, but it hasn't just been this time that's been
special to me. I've loved every second of every day we've been together."

Haruka sighed before continuing.

"I...I even loved it when we were fighting as Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune. Yeah, it
hasn't always been easy and we've made more than our fair share of screw ups. But still,
I love every second of it."

Haruka guided Michiru's chin until their eyes had met.

"You know, I probably never would have made it this far if it weren't for you. All the
fighting, all the sacrifices. You made it bearable. You never lost your smile, through
anything. But there was a side you were never afraid to show me. The side of you that
said that you were just as scared as I was sometimes. That's when I stopped being afraid
to love you. And as God is my witness, I haven't looked back for one second."

Michiru tried her best to fight back a tear threatening to trickle down her cheek. She
smiled deeply as she hugged Haruka as tight as she could.

"Oh, Haruka."

Haruka smiled, enjoying the warm loving embrace before shrugging her shoulders.

"Well, at least it's good to know that I can still pour on a little of the charm myself," she
said jokingly.

"Why you..." Michiru chuckled as she planted a gentle elbow into Haruka's lower ribs.
Haruka just laughed in reply.

"Hey," Haruka said, "It's been a pretty long day, all things considered. Let's go to bed,
huh? We'll be all ready to go again tomorrow."

Michiru smiled and nodded.

"Come on," she cooed, rising from the jacuzzi, "Come to bed."

Haruka smiled and the two kissed before stepping out of the hot tub. After turning off
the bubble jets, Haruka picked up the ice bucket as Michiru took the fruit bowl.
Wrapping themselves together in a giant towel, Haruka turned off the lights to the
gymnasium as the two walked softly down the hall, to the stairs leading to the bedroom.
Wet footfalls were the only sound as classical music again was sounding through the
speakers in the darkened room behind them. As they got further down the hall, Michiru
softly lay her head on Haruka's shoulder and sighed.

Mmmm, she thought to herself, This is what it's all about.

-End Part 3-

Hi everybody! I know, I know, it's been way too long. Believe me, you're not the only
ones who have noticed. I've been kicking myself for not getting more stories out in so
long, but the truth is, my schedule as well as a lot of things have changed. But I'm
getting back on the horse now and riding again, giving myself a strict quota of one
story/chapter per week. A goal I feel is attainable with the recent purchase of a laptop
that I am now the proud owner of.

Anyway, enough of my dime store comeback speech. As always feel free to tell me what
you think of this new third chapter to "Second Honeymoon". The truth of the situation is
that I was never planning to write a third chapter. I was content to let the two chapters
stand on their own. But a reader wrote to me with this idea and I just couldn't pass it up.
As always feel free to tell me what you think and I hope to hear from readers soon, both
new AND old. As always, my e-mail address is tuxedo52@hotmail.com. Of course, you
can always write to my old e-mail address of tuxedo@connect.ab.ca (it's still up and
running), but the Hotmail address will give you a much faster response from me. Now be
sure to check back to this site every week or two, because if all goes according to plan,
you should all be getting treated to lots of stories from me in short order, okay? Here's
hoping to hear from you soon.