;;married and honeymoon…
“Nyan Nyan~~” Yuko whined from the sofa after throwing down her bags. Haruna smiled and locked the door before walking to her newly-married wife, or rather, Haruna liked to think Yuko as the husband. Picking up the abandoned bags from the hallway, Haruna pulled their luggage into the den and settled them at the side before joining Yuko on the couch. Yuko beamed; scooting closer to her wife, the shorter girl leaned her head onto Haruna’s and sighed. The taller girl raised her eyebrows but remained silent as Yuko fidgeted around with her fingers, “Nyan nyan?” Haruna smiled and hummed her reply, “Thank you,” came Yuko’s soft mutter.
“For?” Haruna asked, resting her head on Yuko’s. The other girl didn’t speak a word but instead, the pair sat on the couch for the next few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company. “Are we gonna spend our honeymoon on the couch?” the taller girl teased, slipping her hand out of Yuko’s and sat up straighter. Yuko giggled and shook her head but remained leaning on Haruna; it was unusual to see Yuko this quiet even if they were alone and it was rather unnerving even for Haruna. The older girl didn’t rush her wife but instead reached an arm over and pulled Yuko into her embrace.
“Haruna’s tired?” Yuko asked quietly while her wife shook her head. “Liar,” the younger girl muttered when she turned her head round and saw Haruna’s drooping eyelids. They had a busy day; the wedding in the morning took most of their energy but before they could get a breather, the couple had to rush for their late afternoon flight for the honeymoon. Yuko wondered why on earth that she made Haruna booked their flight, knowing that the air-headed girl would more or less screw it up, and man, did Haruna not fail to disappoint.
Haruna smiled weakly, fighting her urges to sleep and shook her head, “I wouldn’t want to waste the first night in Guam on sleeping.” Haruna yawned, rubbing her eyes and missed the blush that had crept its way onto Yuko’s cheeks. Shaking her head to clear the sleepiness, the taller girl pulled Yuko up together with her, “Let’s go!”
Clueless about what Haruna wanted to do, “Go where?” Yuko asked the now looking confused Haruna.
“To the beach of course! Where else?” Haruna asked in reply, giving her wife a bright smile then slipping her hand into Yuko’s.
Yuko gave herself a mental facepalm, wondering why her head is always in the gutters when it comes to Haruna. “Of course Haruna wouldn’t suggest a sexy night together. She isn’t me,” the shorter girl reprimanded herself silently before grinning back at her wife. “But why oh why did she even mention night and not sleeping together in a sentence?” Yuko thought as she groaned inwardly when the pair made their way to the seaside.
Haruna led Yuko to the bar near the seaside and took a seat, “What do you want?” the taller girl asked to a clearly not paying attention Yuko.
Well, how could Yuko pay any attention to anything else other than ogling at her wife? The younger girl had no idea when did her wife changed into this white flowery long dress that she had on now, but the attractive collarbone, the milky white arms and not forgetting the drool-worthy cleavage; Yuko could only feel blood rushing to her head. “-Sex on the beach please,” Haruna’s voice interrupted Yuko’s thoughts and the girl snapped herself out of her perverted trance.
“WHAT? What sex? What sex on the beach? NYAN NYAN WHAT?” the shorter girl yelled, jumping off the bar stool and stared at Haruna. A blush swiftly painted the taller girl’s face as she reached over and clamped a hand over Yuko’s mouth before looking apologetically at the patrons near them.
Resisting the hand that was on her mouth, Yuko grinned playfully as she stuck out her tongue and gave Haruna’s hand a lick, watching when her wife’s face changed from embarrassed to disgust before releasing her hold on Yuko. “Nyan nyan~” Yuko whined once again, attempting to scoot closer to her wife even on separated bar stools. “What are you talking abou-,” two orangey cocktails served on their table by the suave-looking bartender interrupted Yuko and the short girl glared at the bartender. Clearly without an intention to leave before locking eyes with Haruna, the bartender sent a wink and a smug smirk her direction when the beautiful girl looked up.
Irritated, Yuko slapped his arm and brought his attention to the shorter girl. “She’s taken,” Yuko said coldly and the bartender raised his eyebrow, smile slowly fading from his face.
Before Yuko could cheer for her win, “its fine ‘cause I believe she would cheat for me,” came the bartender’s confident retort.
You could almost see the fire in Yuko’s eyes as she stood up, leaning menacingly close to the bartender before dropping a cold poison-laced warning, “She wouldn’t. You’re not good enough. She’s married.”
“Oh really?” The guy challenged, throwing in an assertive grin. “Why don’t we ask the lady herself?”
Haruna choked on her cocktail; they had lost her after the first minute, only snapping out of her my-pace thoughts when Yuko stood up and paid as much attention as she could while fighting her drowsiness. Looking up to Yuko’s angry yet uncertain eyes, then darting to the seemingly too confident and rather unappealing expression on the otherwise handsome-looking bartender’s face, Haruna stood up as well. “Let’s go back, Yuuchan. I’m tired,” Haruna said quietly, taking up Yuko’s hand from in front of the bartender; her way of saying, “Thank you, but no thank you. I’m contended with my Yuuchan.”
Back in the room, Yuko was still fuming as she stormed to the couch and sat down, turning on the TV yet throwing the controller angrily back onto the coffee-table. “Yuuchan,” Haruna warned quietly, “The coffee table’s gonna break.” Yuko made a face, turning around and resting on the top of the couch like a little puppy, watching Haruna. The taller girl who was picking out her pajamas for the night stopped when she felt eyes following her every move, “What?”
“What what?” Yuko asked.
Haruna shook her head, lowering her head once again into their shared luggage and picking out her clothes for the next day, hanging them into the wardrobe. “Oh!” Yuko shouted, “I got us matching pajamas!” The short girl scooted out of the sofa and went over to the luggage, ransacking it and pulling out a box, “Here!”
Without even guessing, Haruna already knew what to expect and it didn’t came as a surprise when she pulled out a red satin babydoll nighttie. Locking eyes with Yuko, who was looking expectantly at Haruna, the taller girl gave a sigh. “A leopard can’t change it spots, neither would a perverted Yuko ditch her hentai roots,” Haruna thought.
“Y-you don’t like it?” Yuko asked timidly, eyes lowering slightly with disappointment written all over her face. Something soft stuck itself on her cheek, and Yuko blushed; before she could react to it, the pair of soft lips left her cheeks and she gave a soft mew in protest.
“Love it. Like I love Yuuchan,” Haruna replied. “I’m going to change into it. You should change into yours too,” the taller girl said, making her way to the bathroom. Yuko blushed; despite being together for such a long time, she knew that Haruna don’t hang the praises, or her love for Yuko on her lips but that didn’t mean that she love Yuko any lesser. The random and rare confessions of love always caught Yuko off-guard and it never made the shorter girl any less bashful as the first time when Haruna whispered the love word to her.
The door of the shower room opened a while later, and Yuko almost melt into the ground; Haruna, in her gorgeousness stepped out and the nightie, though not body-hugging, hugged Haruna’s curves in all the right places. The red contrasted beautifully with Haruna’s white, though not sickly pale, skin, highlighting the stunning girl’s proportions. Yuko almost felt her eyes popped out when they travelled to Haruna’s cleavage; the low-cut nightie could almost hide nothing, generously showing to Yuko, Haruna’s full bosom. It took the shorter girl all her will to pull her sight away from Haruna’s chest, travelling downwards as the nightie ended just a quarter down her wife’s thighs. She couldn’t even think straight; all her thoughts were jumbled up between wanting to land her paws on the taller girl’s thighs, nuzzling on Haruna’s chest and just tearing the nightie off her wife’s body because it was obstructing her view.
Haruna grinned; watching as Yuko’s eyes travelled up and down her body. She wasn’t surprised at the pervert squirrel’s reaction though she was slightly taken aback by her brazen ogling. “I hope you’ve seen enough,” Haruna made a face, walking to her wife whose face now red with both embarrassment from being caught and “from the heat” as she would argue. Yuko let out an incoherent mumble and Haruna laughed, “Your turn to change,” she said, pushing her wife into the bathroom.
Laughter echoed the room when Yuko stepped out of the bathroom; clad in a similar red satin nightwear, Yuko was in the classic men 2-piece pajamas as opposed to Haruna’s sexy nightie. “It’s a couple wear you see, and since you got the woman’s…” Yuko explained sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head nervously.
Haruna jogged over to Yuko and took her into her embrace in one swift swop, nuzzling the top of her head. “It’s okay,” she comforted the shorter girl softly, “Yuuchan is the man in our relationship anyway.”
Yuko wasn’t complaining at all, who would? Her head was resting comfortably on Haruna’s chest and Yuko silently thanked whoever that was up there that decided to keep her at this height, for the first time nodding her acknowledgement to be the one wearing pants in their relationship. “Well,” she thought to herself, “if being the man gets such a good view, why not?”
Haruna shook her head, knowing that she had already lost the hentai squirrel the moment she hugged her, but smiled warmly. “Yuuchan~ time to sleep,” Haruna mumbled softly.
“Sleep?” Yuko thought. “SLEEP?!” she shouted suddenly, then clamping a hand over her mouth, looking shyly at Haruna. “W-with you? In this?”
The taller girl gave herself a facepalm mentally; who knew that Yuko actually could still get shy when it comes to intimate actions, seeing that she had been openly ogling at Haruna since forever and shamelessly groping the girl at inappropriate places and times. “Yes sleep, you, me, in this, now,” Haruna teased, pulling the shorter girl onto the bed behind them.
Yuko mumbled ramblingly as Haruna laid her down on the bed and it took her a few blinks before realizing that the taller girl was now towering above her, legs on two sides of her thighs. Gulping a choked breathe down, Yuko stared at the prettiness in front of her and felt a sense of wanting lingering within her. Carefully lowering herself towards Yuko, Haruna smiled as Yuko closed her half-lidded eyes.
A few seconds later, Yuko felt nothing despite puckering her lips. Peeling an eye open, she saw Haruna’s amused face and knew that the secretly scheming girl tricked her. Haruna laughed an airy laughter, rolling to Yuko’s side and slipping underneath the comforter. “Sleep, Yuuchan. We’ve a full day ahead of us tomorrow,” Haruna said in between laughter.
Yuko made a face, turning around to face her tickled wife. “Nyan nyan,” whining for the umpteenth time of the night, Yuko looked at Haruna with the injured-squirrel expression, hoping to change Haruna’s mind. A wag of her finger telling Yuko there was no room for negotiation later, the younger girl pouted, burying herself under the blanket. Haruna raised an eyebrow in half-surprise; it was the first time Yuko stopped her advances so easily.
It seemed too early for Haruna to be happy when she felt a hand snaking itself across her waist from under the cover and a body plopped itself on Haruna’s. Raising the blanket, she was greeted with Yuko’s adorably cheery and somewhat naughty expression. The shorter girl gave her wife a grin, scooting upwards and landing a wet and passionate kiss on Haruna’s lips; facing no resistance from the other girl, Yuko nibbled gently on Haruna’s lower lips, tasting the strawberry lipgloss on her wife’s lips.
A hand sneaked itself up from Haruna’s waist, fondling at the taller girl’s chest while Yuko planted kisses along Haruna’s jawline. The older girl let out a sweet mew and Yuko smirked against her skin, nuzzling gently along Haruna’s collarbone…
It was safe to say that neither Yuko nor Haruna slept till the wee hours in the morning on their first night as married couple…
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