Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Sweet Little Lies ❯ Part II ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Sweet Little Lies

Chapter Two

by Devon Masterson

"We've only just begun

When it's this good there's no saying no

I want you so, I'm ready to go…"

-Chaka Khan, "Through the fire"

Michiru walked down the steps of the concert hall and smiled as she saw her bestfriend and roommate waiting for her. "Hi, I thought you had meetings all afternoon," Michi replied as she hugged her.

"Nah, they let out early. They liked my first idea. I think I'll get that promotion to Team Leader," she replied as she handed Michiru a helmet.

"Congratulations," Michi said. She put on the helmet, strapped her violin to her pack and got on the bike. Her car was in the shop and Haruka was graciously carting her around until she picked it up the next day.

The two friends sped off into the sunset and Malachite stepped away from the window in anger. "Moving on to the next one already? And only after screaming my name the night before?" His fist clenched in anger and jealousy as he thought about someone else sampling his treasure.

Haruka pulled into the park and stepped off the bike. "What are we doing here?" Michi asked as she looked around.

"I thought it would be nice," Haruka commented as she walked over to a large tree.

"Well it is a nice view of the lake. My favorite spot in all the park," Michi replied as she looked at the serene lake.

"I know," Haruka said as she looked at Michiru. "Michi…I want us to be together."

"We are together Ka-chan," Michiru commented as she watched the ducks play on the lake. "We'll always be together."

"No, I mean…I love you," she replied as she touched Michiru's face and was about kiss her.

Michiru pushed Haruka away. "Don't, it'll ruin us."

"No it will make us better," Haruka pressed as she moved forward.

"I don't want to ruin our friendship. We've been friends every since we were babies. If something were to happen I would…"

Haruka stepped away hurtfully. "So my feelings count for nothing?"

"Ka-chan, don't be mad, but I don't want to lose you," Michiru said as she started hug her best friend.

"Don't touch me," Haruka replied as she backed away. "I…need some time alone."

"Haruka," Michiru called out but she was ignored. Michi sat down on the ground and started to cry. Her eyes opened as she felt an arm around her. "Ha-chan?"

Malachite pulled her close to him as she continued to sob about possibly losing her best friend. He began to feel guilty about suspecting her of playing games with him. He was the one playing with her, except it didn't seem like a game anymore. "I'm sure he'll be fine and you two will work things out."

"She," Michiru corrected as she wiped her eyes. "And you're right we can get through this. I…I'm sorry I got your shirt all wet."

"It's ok," Malachite. "Some people find it sexy so it'll make it easier to pick someone up."

Michiru laughed. "I don't think you've ever had problems picking a woman up."

Malachite's eyes brightened at her smile. "Things will work out. But let me take you home."

Michi nodded as they walked towards his car and drove off.

"Thank you," she said softly as they pulled in the drive away, "for everything."

"You can make up to me by thinking of me when you feel better," he replied.

"A date the night after?" Michiru teased

"What can I say you grew on me over the last month, but that's for when you feel more yourself," he commented as he brushed his lips against her ear. "Besides, you taste great."

Michi got out of the car and shook her head as she waved. She sighed as he went down the street. A month ago if Haruka had come to her with her feelings, she might have taken the chance. Now with Malachite in the equation everything was all mixed up and experimenting in relationship was not worth losing a life long friendship. Haruka would never understand that she was attracted to both men and women. She had never been attracted to a man in a day in her life and most likely never would. "The day Haruka became attracted by a man would be the day I would get Malachite to commit," Michiru thought as she walked into the house. For now she had to patch things with Haruka, perhaps she should give in. She sat down in the kitchen with her head in her hands and waited for Haruka to come home.

Later she heard the shower in Haruka's room. Michi sleepily rubbed her eyes. She had fallen asleep around 5:00AM and now the sun was shining. She knocked on the door lightly and walked in. She could see Haruka's form in the shower. She stood under the spray as though she was trying to drown out her thoughts and Michiru took a deep breath. She knew what she had to do. She sat on the bed and waited nervously for her friend to come out.

An hour later, Haruka stepped out of the bathroom drying her hair and saw Michiru siting on her bed waiting for her.

Michiru stood up and looked at her best friend. She kissed Haruka deeply. "I'm sorry," she said as she pulled Haruka down on top of her.

"Huh?" Haruka asked in her mouth as Michiru rolled over on top of her.

"Never leave me, Haruka," Michiru said softly as she eased off Haruka's robe.

Haruka closed her eyes as Michiru kissed her neck. "I won't," she whispered as she rolled over on top of her and straddled Michiru. Haruka started to pull her nightshirt when she noticed Michiru's eyes looking off to the side. Her heart wasn't in it. She wasn't doing this because she wanted to. She sighed as she got off her best friend. "Michi…"

"What's wrong?" Michi asked as she put her hand on Haruka's shoulder.

"You don't love me. You're just doing this to keep me."

"Haruka…"

"Michi, we'll always be best friends," Haruka interrupted. "Just nothing else."

Michi looked down and stood. "I thought that was what you wanted. We've been together so long that I…"

"Don't worry about," Haruka replied as she put her robe on. "Besides, I'd hate for something bad to happen between us."

Michi smiled and looked at her best friend. "Thank you, Haru," she said as she left the room. She walked to her room half-heartedly and began to cry. She could tell from the look in Haruka's eyes that something had come between them, something that could not be shared. Although they were still friends, in some small way she felt that she still lost her.

***

Michiru pulled herself out of the pool and sat on the edge. It had been two weeks since the incident between her and Haruka. The two of them spoke but things seemed so distant. Haruka carried on like nothing happened, but then she did have reason to be happy. She had gotten the promotion she always wanted. She seemed to always be at the office or off somewhere. "Maybe she's doing what I should be doing, moving on," she thought as she stood and wrapped a towel around her body. She stepped into her pool shoes and walked into the locker room of the health club. It was deserted this time of evening so she had the pool all to herself to frolic in.

She turned on the shower to let it warm and opened her locker. "I just need a change of pace," she sighed as she opened her locker and took out her bath gel and puff. She dropped her towel on the floor as she reached for her items.

"You might need this," a masculine voice replied handing her the towel.

Michiru turned around quickly in a defensive stance then relaxed as she saw Malachite holding out the towel. "This is a private locker room," she hissed, "and you scared me! What are you doing here?"

"I saw you swimming alone and I thought I'd visit you," he answered as he put an arm above her head.

"You mean you thought you'd stalk me," she corrected as she turned around. She took off her towel and placed it in the locker. She was about to remove her suit when she remembered he was there. "Do you mind?"

"Not at all," he replied as he put his hand on her shoulders and kissed her neck.

"Mmmm, you shouldn't be here," she said softly. "I could lose my membership if we're caught."

"Then we should go somewhere more private," he commented as he picked her up and carried towards the shower stalls.

"You'll get all wet," she warned as he put her down and closed the curtain.

"I'll dry off," he replied as he kissed her neck. His lips brushed the hollows of her neck and trailed downward. His fingers pulled the wet material down her body as he kissed lower.

Michiru pulled away from him and pulled his shirt off. She threw it on the floor and ran her hands up his chest then back down to his belt buckle. She undid his pants and slid them to the floor as the hot spray washed over their bodies. Michi smiled as she could see his need apparent. She looked at him and dropped to her knees. "You'll like this trust me," she whispered as she took him into her mouth.

"Oh gods," he hissed as he felt himself in her moist, warm mouth. She moved down on him until he could feel the back himself in the back of her throat. She slid her hand along him with her mouth tightening and loosing as she stroked him. He pushed her head down further on him as she started to pick up the pace of pleasing him. "Harder," he mumbled as he leaned against the shower wall. She had the right amount of pressure and pace. He wished he had been lying down so he could enjoy the experience totally and not worry about staying on his feet. "Ahhh," his voice shook as he finally came.

Michiru took him out his mouth and kept moving her hands along him tightly until he was drained. "You liked that?" she asked seductively. "I thought I'd repay you for last time."

Malachite looked at her as he caught his breath for a moment. "That you did," he replied as he stood up and kissed her. He was very turned on. He pushed her against the walls of the shower.

"Mmmmm," Michiru moaned in response to his kisses. He moved to her ear and bit it gently after whispering something obscene. She could feel his member hardening again and pushing against her upper thigh. Malachite moved down slightly as he spread her legs and lifted them against his waist. He forcefully pushed into her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Harder," she moaned. She leaned her head on his shoulder and hissed as he responded to her command. With each thrust, she felt more and more lightheaded. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it…to me." She buried her face into his shoulder.

A hidden smile of pleasure appeared on his face as he felt her start quiver against him. Her cries of pleasure greatly fed his ego and intensified his pleasure. There just seemed to be something about her that intensified everything. She was not the first woman he had known intimately, however; she was the most fascinating in and out of bed. Her rapier wit and her beauty were only just a few of the things that excited him. He couldn't imagine her boring him the way he had become with Zoicite. He only held on to him for principle. He needed someone the come home to when he felt the need to too. Michiru was definitely a specimen worth a complete and thorough study. "Michiru," he whispered as he came again. He hissed as he felt her vagina spasm around him in her orgasm.

Michiru squealed as her orgasm broke across her and she bit Malachite as she grabbed him closely. A few moments later, she loosened her grip. "I'm sorry…for hurting you," she said breathlessly.

"I'm fine." Malachite slid her legs off him and held her as he gathered his composure. He would worry about the bite later. As long as Zoicite didn't see it, he didn't care; in fact, he was flattered that he pleasured to the point of becoming primal. That meant there was more levels of intensity that he could bring to her. He smiled to himself as he thought about more encounters with this spirited woman that he planned only to have once. It was hard to believe a little more than a month ago he saw her coming out of Zoicite's shop of all places. She was wearing the most unbelievable dress that showed off her magnificent legs. He knew he had to acquire her then, but she proved a most exciting prey delaying him three weeks before having her. Now he was trapped in her spell and he was addicted to her. One night soon stretched into a span of five weeks of being in her acquaintance, though this was only the second time they've been together. Giving her space proved to be most beneficial, judging by his pleasure today. "I want to take you home…"

Hours later Malachite lay in bed with Michiru. She slept peacefully on his chest. Malachite stroked her hair contently as he looked up at the ceiling. He looked at his wall clock and saw that it was 11:00PM. "Damn," he thought as he slipped out of bed carefully. He put on his robe and left the room. He closed the door behind him then walked to the telephone to fulfill a promise.

"Hello," a man's voice answered lazily.

"Hi," he replied.

"You remembered," Zoicite commented perking up a bit.

Malachite frowned a bit. He thought he heard a female voice lightly in the background, but he knew better. Zoicite didn't have the balls to cheat on him and sleeping with a woman would be laughable where he was concerned. Zoicite always got angry when he thought his eyes were lingering on a woman passing by. Of course, in order to assuage any ruffled feathers, Malachite only had to put on the charm or send some flowers to him and all was forgiven. "Why would I forget?"

"I know how you get when you start working or painting," Zoicite answered "Especially ever since we got separate apartments."

"You're a priority," Malachite replied. "What are you doing for lunch tomorrow?"

"I have a…business meeting for lunch," Zoicite answered as he looked casually to the left.

"Then about next day?" he asked.

"Fine," Zoicite answered warmly. "I'll see you then."

"Lunch then," Malachite confirmed. "I'll let you know what time."

"Love you," Zoicite replied before hanging up.

"Love you too," Malachite said then hung up. "Zoicite in the afternoon and Michiru in the evening. But why does Michiru sound more appealing?"

"A late business call?" Michiru asked as she stood in Malachite's shirt.

"How long have you been there?"

"Not long, why?"

"I just wanted to make sure the surprised wasn't totally ruined," he answered quickly.

Michiru's eyes brightened. She had been suspicious about his calling in the living room instead of the bedroom, but knowing that he had been trying to surprise excited her. This 'relationship' of sorts was becoming more and more interesting. "I love surprises. I can't wait see what it is."

"So you came to snoop, did you?" he asked playfully.

Michiru's cheeks reddened slightly. "Actually I came for something to drink."

"What would you like?" he asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Water would be fine?" she replied as she followed him.

He poured her a glass then handed it to her. He watched as she downed the glass greedily. "You were really thirsty."

"I get thirsty after being with someone," she answered shyly.

"We are too intimate for shyness," he declared softly as he lifted her chin toward him.

"I suppose we are," she replied. She stood on her the balls of her feet and kissed him lightly. "I guess I should be getting dressed now." She started to walk away when he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.

"You're too tired to drive home at this hour."

"I feel fine," she replied looking at him strangely.

Malachite lifted her on to the counter and kissed her. "How much do I have to tire you out to keep you here all night?"

"Why would you want to keep me here all night?" Michiru asked as he pulled the shirt over her head.

"Just a desire to wake up in the morning and make love to you," he answered. He kissed the hollows of her neck and moved down to her chest.

Michiru hissed as his mouth closed over her nipple. She couldn't believe her ears. "I have morning breath."

"So do I," he replied. He kissed her mouth again and ran his hands through her hair. Michiru unknotted the belt of the robe and slid it off his shoulders.

"I guess we'll find out," she remarked a she slid towards his erection. "Take me."

Malachite kissed her deeply as he slid into her body. He moaned gently as she locked her ankles around him. Michiru was a definitely a woman of her own mind. He found it refreshing that she never hesitated at a chance to take control in some small way. It was like he was being dominated without an obvious take over, he still had some control but she would pleasure him as well. He liked this concept immensely. He pulled her closer to him and moved against her hard. "Like this?" he asked softly.

"Mmmm," she replied later as she felt her orgasm coming again. She felt like she was losing her mind being in an almost constant state of ecstasy. She had more sex today than ever in her life and she wanted more. He knew what she liked and allowed her take charge. She leaned her head against him and bit her lip as she shivered in pleasure. She felt completely drained after this latest exploit. He would have his way and she'd spend the night. She smiled at his earlier comment about her being there all-night and then in satisfaction at him orgasm. She liked it when he called her name, she wanted to have an affect on him and not be another notch on his bed.

"Come to bed," he whispered contently as he lifted her off the counter and carried to the bedroom.

Michi leaned her head against him and yawned. He would not get any argument from her. "Night," she said softly as she snuggled in his arms.