Log; Ongoing

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When: August 4th, Bodice Ripper Day
Rating: R at least
Characters: Michiru, Utena, open to canon crew members
Plot: When Michiru invited Utena to her studio, she wasn't planning on being cursed...
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Michiru checked herself in one of the studio's mirrors once more as she awaited the charming noble she had arranged a meeting with on this day. Thus far, the only correspondence she'd had with the remarkable strangers was through simple messages. She had been polite, suave, genteel, and the green haired lady was looking forward to displaying her world famous talents to such an individual. 

As she waited patiently, her thoughts turned to her family, and her expression  grew troubled. Though the people she loved were around her, she couldn't ignore the current of tension drifting between them. There was a gap between herself and her partner. Between her partner and her daughter as well. Though it wasn't as bad as it had been, it was still there, and she hadn't yet had the chance to  speak with Haruka again. 

She gave a light sigh, wondering about the fate this strange city had in store for you.

 

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Michiru's own hand was far from still. She kneaded and caressed the sensitive mound beneath her palm, flicking her thumb over Utena's nipple.

Her eyes closed and a blush slowly spread over the bridge of her nose as she leaned into Utena's touch. The hand she'd used to guide Utena's into place drifted back along the prince's arm, and reached out to stroke through soft pink hair. She moved her shoulders ever so slightly, just enough to shrug the fabric from them. In less than a moment, the clothing slipped down with barely a whisper to reveal Michiru's form to the noble prince.

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Somewhat surprisingly, Utena didn't give into any sort of embarrassed blush or flustered nosebleed. Instead a slow, lazy smile worked its way across her features, flashing white teeth in the room's low light. The young prince sat up, her unbound torso now pressing against Michiru's bare stomach. While her hand still worked at one breast, her mouth moved to the other, lips closing around a nipple.

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As Utena sat up to press against her, Michiru let her hands slide again through that soft hair, trailing her fingers down along the back of the prince's neck. As Utena's mouth closed around her nipple, the soldier of the seas let out a soft gasping cry, her head tilting back just so, and her chest pressing forward.

"ah!.....Utena..." she whispered out breathlessly as she held the noble woman to her.

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Utena's free hand grasped the curve of Michiru's hip, fingers insistently pressing against soft skin. Tongue swirled around the nipple in her mouth, followed by teeth biting down. She moved her mouth then, freeing herself from Michiru's chest. Blue eyes slid up to look at the green-haired woman.

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Michiru's heavy breathing and soft moans filled the air at Utena's continued attentions, whimpering hotly at the bite. As she caught the blue-eyed princes gaze, she smiled, and moved her hand to trace her fingers over Utena's lips before leaning downward for another kiss.

Her hands drifted down as well, sliding down Utena's front to cup the woman's breasts, squeezing them gently.

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Her arms loosely wrapped around Michiru's body while her neck continued to crane back to meet the girl's enthusiastic kiss. Lips and tongue worked in concert, and Utena so enjoyed the musician's taste. When Michiru touched her, a strangled but pleased sound pushed its way up from her chest. It got lost somewhere between her throat and their joined mouths.