bakerstreet | Let's build a Pillow Fort!!!

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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[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.

[that gets a smirk as she slides into the back.] Why, thank you.

[c'mere]

Anytime. [ In she slides - and she keeps on sliding, even if that means she might end up bearing down atop Michiru, grinning the whole time. Nothing can disturb them here.

She even makes sure to close the door on her way in. ]

[keep right on sliding. In fact, she reaches out, hand fisting into your shirt as she insistently tugs you closer.

Mm. She leans in for a kiss.]

[ You can have all the kiss you want, Michiru. And all the sliding you want, as well.

Haruka settles on top of her partner, returning that kiss with even more passion than usual. One hand even cups Michiru's neck to steady it. ]

[she returns that kiss with the same intensity - it's been a really, really long night. Hands slide onto your back, the better to keep you close. No escaping this time.]

[ Haruka flows gladly into Michiru's arms; she nuzzles into the kiss. Finally, no chance of interruptions. Finally....Michiru...

Her legs tangle with Michiru's, pajamas riding up to rub skin against skin. ] Nn.

[mm. She agrees, letting her shoulders settle back completely and confident that Haruka will follow.

Legs rub up against yours even as her hands slide under the hem of your shirt again, seeking more of that skin to skin contact.]

[ This plan appeals to Haruka; she pushes herself down against Michiru to be sure that hand will feel plenty of skin. The hand that had been on Michiru's neck drifts down to her shoulder, slowly beginning to tug at Michiru's nightgown. Let's get you undone, too. ]

[she's got a few buttons up top, but to get the whole thing off she'd need to get up and that's a pain and she's not quite ready to let go so therefore the best plan of action is to slip her hands up under your shirt and undo whatever bra you may be wearing.]

[ Ah, yes. That is the best of all possible plans. The kiss doesn't so much falter as go over a speedbump; Haruka saw that coming, but she still can't help but suck in her breath every time it happens.

And if that's the way your pajamas are set up, it sounds like the best way to approach you is to try and slide a hand up beneath the bottom hem....She won't be able to get it off, but she might be able to slip between fabric and skin. ]

[her thumbs start tracing circular patterns onto your back and sides but. Ah. That hand going up her side elicits a shiver of anticipation.]

Heh.

[ Haruka breaks the kiss just long enough to chuckle, adjust her position, and return: what was that shiver for? She better stroke these fingernails up Michiru's side and down again to see what's causing it. ]

[that...is a hapless wiggle, made all the more evident because she's sandwiched against you.

Mou, Haruka. Fingernails dig into your back. You stop that right now. Or continue. She's still trying to decide.]

[ See, now that Haruka has this nice paint on her nails, she's more aware of them. It'd be a shame to not put that to good use after Michiru worked so hard.

Both the wiggle and the digging have her own heart skipping a beat, however; she grunts into the kiss at the latter, shoving her mouth against Michiru's even harder in an attempt at stoicism. Her own hands falter for a moment, then continue. Is this okay? ]

[a quiet moan in the shared air between them, and she's kissing back just as ardently, arching up a bit.]

Nn. [don't stop now. Those nails lightly rake down your back.]

[ As you wish. ] Mmmn.

[ Okay, focus. Focus on her hands on Michiru - tracing the contours of the other woman's body and then branching into spirals across her skin. Haruka has to make Michiru feel as wonderful as she does right now, with the sound of waves in her ears and her body snug against her partner's. ]

[she's keenly aware of those hands on her and the trails they're making on her skin - and their contribution to her losing battle with her self control.

Then again, that's fine because she's with you.]

Haruka... [a breathless murmur. Her own arms tighten possessively around you.]

[ A whisper against your lips, as light as those fingertips on your sides. ] Let me in, Michiru.

[ Her hands travel up instead of down, however, to explore Michiru's entire body. This isn't enough. She'll embrace everything about her partner. ]

[those words get a shiver. Geez, Haruka. You're the only one she - Ah. Her breath hitches at those hands and she can't help but to lean up a bit, to capture your lips and maybe convey some part of what she's feeling.

Geez, when did her breathing get this heavy?]

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