My first attempt at anything sexually explicit, so be gentle.  I should also mention poetry is my 
stronger suit.  I probably won't do any more lemons...unless you want me to ; ).  (Disclaimer:  I 
do not own Haruka or Michiru, but I do own a sick mind, so I can make them do whatever I 
want them to do HAHAHA!)
*If you are under legal age for reading hentai material, either leave or lock the door so your 
mom won't catch you playing with yourself.*
Comments of any maturity level are appreciated at thedove@rocketmail.com
Thanks!  Oh, and I openly welcome any MSTing of my work, as long as it contains the original 
SOL cast and I know about it so I can read it and laugh.  Without further ado:
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 The Beach of Love
by Lunar Dragon
	Michiru rolled over and felt her lover next to her on the bed.  She breathed in the scent 
of her dearest and licked Haruka's ear.  "You taste good today," she whispered seductively.  
Haruka turned to her soul-mate and kissed her deeply, savoring her mouth.
	"So do you," Haruka gave a sinister smile.  They got out of bed and walked to the 
balcony, as they did every morning.  They faced each other, naked, as the sun came up.  
Haruka watched the sunlight flow over every inch of Michiru's body, highlighting her aquamarine 
hair, silky skin, and perfectly shaped breasts.
	Michiru saw that her body was arousing Haruka.  She couldn't blame her, because 
Michiru also found pleasure in watching her love unfold in the light of each new day:  the way 
Haruka's golden hair shone in the rising sun, how her neck curved into muscular arms.  Michiru 
loved Haruka's arms.  They were so strong yet feminine to the touch; and as tough as Haruka 
was, and pretended to be, her muscles would always grow gentle and nurturing when she made 
love.
	Both women were hesitant to turn away from witnessing each other's glorious beauty, 
but they turned anyway, towards the sun.  It was rising over the ocean.  The spot they had 
picked for their vacation was perfect.  Every day the two went down to the secluded beach.  
Even the atmosphere reminded them of each other's touch.  As the two ran along the shore, 
Michiru would feel the wind caress her long hair and it felt like Haruka's strong fingers running 
through them.  Michiru never ran before she met Haruka.  Now every motion of the air reminds 
her of the intense passion of her beloved.  After they ran, the lovers would eagerly jump into the 
water and swim as far out as they could, then hold and fondle each other until the current swept 
them back in.  Haruka barely knew how to swim before she met Michiru.  Now she loved the 
water.  Every wave that brushed across her skin and further submerged every part of her body 
felt like Michiru's spirit sensuously enveloping and devouring her own.  Sometimes Haruka 
would climax right in the water, just from the feel of the sea and of Michiru's hands all over her.
	By the time they made it back to shore, they were turned on to the point of blissful 
torture.  They crawled just before the sea, where the ends of the waves lightly strokes the shore 
then pulls back, where the sand shifts below the bodies of the two goddesses.  Today they felt 
very aroused.  They looked into each others eyes and through their souls to find what would 
please them the most.  Michiru kissed Haruka's neck and moved down to her breasts, which 
had become hard and very sensitive, while Haruka slowly massaged between Michiru's legs.  
Michiru moaned in satisfaction as Haruka's fingers entered her body.  One, two, three fingers.  
Haruka got more and more pleasure from Michiru's mouth on her breasts and she felt a burning 
between her legs also, but could barely speak.  "M...Michi...Ooh," moaned Haruka, but she 
didn't need to.  They knew each other too well.  Michiru was already down there, quickly 
rubbing her fingers in and out of Haruka.  With Haruka's first burst of sexual energy, brought on 
by Michiru's rapid movements, she grabbed Michiru's legs and spread them far apart, as she 
buried her face into her Sea Goddess, kissing and licking all of Michiru's insides, causing her 
great pleasure.  Michiru continued to play with Haruka's breasts, which only caused Haruka to 
lick faster and nibble at her clit.  Michiru could no longer stand it.  Haruka's tongue sent a shock 
wave through her body.  She shook and moaned and lost all sense as the sand shifted under her 
and the pleasure ran through her.  She lay there for a moment as Haruka lapped up her 
remaining juices and slowly, very slowly, kissed up Michiru's body, past her naval and to her 
breasts.  There, her hands took the breasts and she continued to kiss upward, giving Michiru 
time to recover.  When she did, Michiru slid under Haruka's legs and began tasting her and 
wiggling her tongue, which flowed like the ocean surf itself.  They fondled each other's breasts, 
but Haruka kept one hand to play with Michiru's lovely opening, which was getting hot again 
due to the warm taste of her companion.  Haruka moaned louder and louder as she was 
brought to the brink, and her fingers worked faster and deeper into Michiru.  Finally, they both 
shrieked and trembled as the massive pleasure they had given each other overflowed and swept 
through them like a hurricane.  Michiru let Haruka's liquids run into her mouth and around her 
chin, and they both collapsed into each other's arms.
	They lightly kissed and then dosed off from exhaustion for their usual afternoon nap, 
muttering things like "Mmm, you do taste good," before falling asleep.