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Let's build a Pillow Fort!!!

Childhood. Sweet memories of days gone by, when the snow was magic and the summer lasted for forever. A spare aftrnoon didn't need much in the way of entertainment-- just a few pillows and blankets, an open room, and plenty of imagination were all you needed to make...

A Pillow Fort

The Deets:

-Post your characters-- you've just made your very own pillow fort! It can be as simple or as elaborate as you want. Your reasons are yours.

-Tag around-- visit other forts! They're more fun when you have a friend with you!

-Let people know what you're looking for. Is it a slumber party we're looking at, or a secret hide out where only the cool kids are allowed? What about the grown-ups, do you wanna surprise your loved one with a quirky picnic, or do you want an excuse to just chill?

-Most importantly-- Have fun!

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[ That was the desired reaction, indeed. Haruka slips her mouth against yours and enjoys it.

Funny how the water isn't freezing anymore. ]

[she'll deepen the kiss, hands inching up across your back as she presses herself flush against you.

There might be some tip toeing going on here. You're too tall and she's so not in heels.]

[ She'll just have to hold you extra-tight, then, so you don't fall over. It'd kind of kill the mood if one of them ended up in the surf, and Haruka's had life intrude on her alone time with Michiru quite enough already tonight, thanks.

She draws breath only to kiss some more, never really separating her lips from yours. Her fingers curl against your nightgown. Michiru... ]

[considering how she's shifting and wrapping her arms around your neck and shoulders, if she's going down, they're both going down. But that's not happening, right?]

Mm, Haruka. [a murmur against your lips, more of a sigh than actual words.]

I think the wind's....definitely.....going to pick up soon.

[ Because she's perfect like that, this observation is actually accompanied by a gust of breeze from across the sea. Good thing they're huddled so closely, to the point of leaning this far....

Haruka plants her bare feet in the sand. There's no way she'd slip! Nope! ]

[~~Haruka, saying that at a beach is like saying that your rain dance worked in the middle of the rainy season.~~

Oh look. As if she needed any more incentives to stay in your arms.

Planting a kiss along your jaw.] Hm? And what is it saying?

[ Said wind is rippling through your hair. It's not unseemly - it never is - but Haruka runs a hand through it anyways just because she likes the way that feels. ]

Maybe we shouldn't go home tonight.

[of course, she'd be lying if she said she didn't like the attention.]

Somebody's adventurous tonight. [murmur, reaching up for a proper kiss]

[ Is she? She cost you the sleepover, and you tend to like that kind of thing more than she does....Is she unconsciously trying to make up for that?

Oh, whatever. Haruka leans in. ] You'd know best.

[ Proper kiss sounds good. And some slightly improper hands about your hips. ]

[hey, she'd take you over having a sleepover most of the time. Though apparently bringing you to a sleepover (that involves other people) is a bad idea.

Mm. Of course she kno - well. She starts a little, though she's got no intention of breaking that kiss.

...when did she buy such a thin nightgown anyway?]

[ It must have been an oversight. Haruka'd better make sure you aren't getting too cold underneath it. Friction helps with that, right? For example, if she moved her fingertips in circles on your hips while kissing you? ]

[and her breath just got a lot more even - a sure sign that she's consciously controlling her breathing.

Her growing flush is harder to control, however.]

[ See? Warmth. Problem solved.

Haruka is smirking into this kiss so hard, fingers continuing to tease (and looking fabulous with that lacquer). Any requests? ]

[geez. Like she'll let you have all the fun. Have a nip, as hands sneak under the hem of your shirt and as blunt nails lightly rake themselves down your back.

Full of righteous intent or not, she can't quite help pushing her hips against yours. Watching her slowly lose that control...well, that's your prerogative, isn't it?]

Ghh... [ Ooh, Michiru. She was going to try to perform a piano piece against you and see if you figured out what the fingering was, but with those nails against her back she can't think of how it begins. Oops.

Her heels begin slipping against the sand. Haruka, pushing back against Michiru and adjusting her weight automatically, doesn't notice. ]

[rooted in her element as she is, Michiru is....still totally distracted. Never mind.

Those hands trace patterns at the small of your back for a moment before fingertips start inching below the waistband of your pants.]

[ Haruka starts briefly. I-in the surf, Michiru? Really....

But then the waves lap at her ankles and the breeze tosses her hair and she no longer thinks that's such an odd idea. She begins dipping Michiru low for a deeper kiss, almost like they're dancing. ]

[well, your options are either develop an (even more) amazing sense of balance or drag her back to the car.

Any questing fingers stop though, and her grip becomes more functional as that kiss proceeds. Still, that's a good grip she's got on your hips.]

[ You'll need it, since one of Haruka's legs just slipped out from under her. She corrects herself before they both tumble into the surf - arms instantly readjusting so that she's got Michiru practically in a princess carry, blinking down at her as a few stray rose petals waft past - but the result has her breaking the kiss to laugh. ]

Let's sit someplace.

[ This is not her night. (Then again, the way things are going anyway, maybe it is.) ]

[yup. Her hands have slid up. Finding purchase on your back gives her more leverage to not fall.

Blinking up at you and...that has to get a smile. Nice catch. ~~where do these flowers even come from~~

And she'll shift her legs, trying to find her balance again.] That should work out better.

There's a blanket in the backseat if you don't want to leave the beach.

[ It's a multipurpose blanket, too. For sand, and midnight stakeouts, and days when she's done driving but somehow they don't manage to make it inside first....a Soldier of the Outer Solar System must always be prepared. ]

I can't say I really care either way.

[considering how she's flush against you (on her own two feet this time, thank you very much), the beach is really just a perk.]

You're easy to please.

[ And for some reason that amuses her tonight, as they begin wading back towards dry (or, drier) sand. ]

[that's pretty relative, depending on who is trying to do the pleasing.]

Am I? [prove it.

At least they're not that far away from the car.]

[ There's no way to reply to Michiru's question that won't trap her, so Haruka just grins. Once she gets there, she'll open the door of the car for Michiru, though.

Wide enough to reach the backseat. What was that you wanted her to prove? ] After you.

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