Pen Name: Autumn Child
E-Mail: SailorUranus11@Yahoo.com
Rated: R, its definitely a lemon.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. If I did, then these stories would not be fan fictions and I would be rich.
Notes: Haruka and Michiru are GAY. I do not believe they are cousins, even though the dubbed ones have them as such.

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Haruka: Hey, Michiru. Come on baby, shake me all night long.
Michiru: All I want to do is get up early in the morning.
Together: Oh, I love you baby!
Haruka: And all I got to sayay, is your loves extra ordinary, baby!
Michiru: I'm not the kind of girl you take home.

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I looked out the window at the bright blue sky. It was summer time, well almost, and I was stuck in my fifth period history class. It wasn't so bad, however, since Michiru was one row over and two seats down. Okay, so I could only see the back of her head, but it was better then nothing. I watched the teacher, a women who looked as old as Christopher Columbus, try and find a piece of chalk. I knew it would take her at least twenty minutes, so I took out a piece of paper and wrote a message on it. I crumpled it up and tossed it lightly at the back of Michiru's head. She must have thought it was something else, because she only lifted her hand to the back of her head, but didn't turn around. I faked sneezed, coughed, and sneezed again, but, damn it! She still didn't look. "Michiru!" I hissed very quietly. Finally, she turned her head, looked at the floor, and found the note. I motioned her to open it. The note read 'I love you, Michiru.' Okay, so I'm no poet, but the message was as sweet as I could possibly make it with out making myself gag. I was never one to be into all of that *lovey-dovey* stuff. Michiru turned and smiled at me. I leaned back in my chair and put my arms behind my head. 
	Finally, school was over. I was so damn horny that I was at the point of doing it with the tree out side the school. Gross, I know, but I can be very gross at times. Hotaru was already home when I carried Michiru over the
 *threshold*. She gave a sick look. "What's wrong, Hotaru?" I asked jokingly. I gave Michele a long kiss as Hotaru made gagging noises. " Hotaru, don't you think its sweet that me and your *daddy* show our love for one another?" "Yeah, but you two are like, married and all. Once the marriage comes, the romance leaves. At least, that's what Aunt Setsuna said." " Leave it to Setsuna to completely screw things around." I mumbled to myself. I gave Hotaru a kiss on the head. Setsuna at that point came into the kitchen. "Well," I began," If it's not the million year old virgin herself! How was your day, Setsuna?" "Kiss my virgin ass, Haruka!" "Setsuna!" Michele exclaimed. "Not in front of the g-i-r-l!" she spelled out, covering Hotaru's   ears." Oh, please, she's heard worse, especially the noises that come out of your room every night." With that, she turned and walked out. "Sometimes, Haruka, I wonder why the Queen made her the keeper of time, and why the Hell she stuck her with us!"
	It was latter that night. Hotaru was at a sleep over at Chibi-usa's house. Setsuna was in her room, wich is right next to ours. "Michiru, lets get freaky tonight!" I said, blowing softly in her ear. "Oh, yes, lets. Hotaru's gone, and if Setsuna doesn't like it, oh well." She lay down next to me. "Do you want to go first, or do you want me to have a crack at it?" "Can I start? You did it last time." I grinned at her. "You always know how to get me hot and wet, don't you?" "I am your servant tonight." First, she began with my shirt. She slowly, carefully, began to pull open the buttons. One at a time. With each one open, she rubbed her finger on my flesh. When all the buttons were open, she undid my bra, letting it open up before she slowly pulled it off. Now my top was completely naked. I raised my hands to begin to take off her cloths, but she pushed them away. "Remember, I'm your servant tonight." I let out a soft pure. Next, Michiru began with my belt, slowly pulling it through the loops. She then began to open the button, unzipping my pants, and pull them down. Finally, she was to my final peace of clothing, my underpants. Sure was a nice time to remember that I forgot to shave. Michele pulled them down and made a face. "Ah, Haruka, when was the last time you shaved?" Damn! She always gets me on these long-thought questions. I tried desperately to think of exactly when, when she rolled off me. "Good night, Haruka!" "Michiru! Get back on top of me! What's wrong? So what if I'm a little hairy?" "You killed the mood. Shave tomorrow, then I'll talk."
         I never knew that the bed could be so cold with Michiru right next to me. It wasn't like I never forgot before, but by my calculations, it had been over a month. The next day was Saturday, so the first thing I did was pull out my razor and scissor. I quickly clipped off the hair, then with the razor, I shaved. There! Clean and smooth. Just for good messes, I cleaned up all the hair, too. I saw Michiru as I was getting out. "Oh, Michiru!' I called out sweetly. I raised one eye brow, and motioned for her to follow me into the bed room. "Now, I'm shaved, showered, and I even brushed my teeth! There is no reason why we can't have fun now." She grinned at me. "You are a tiger! But hold on, Rambo. There is one very good reason why we cant get it on right now." I shot her a very disappointed look. "Hotaru!" "Oh, right! I forgot." She disappeared out the bedroom door. What seemed like an eternity, she finally came back. I was still in the same spot, trying to contain myself and not do *it* with a peace of furniture! Michiru winked at me. "Hotaru's so tired, that she won't hear a thing." "Where's Setsuna at?" "Oh, who cares?" Michiru pulled off my night top with a single tug. Next, came the pants and underwear. "Oh, sweetie. You get me going." She traced her finger up my belly. "Your tummy is so cute! I love it!" She gave it a little poke, wich always gets me going. "Your belly is so cute!" she said again. My stomach was always her favorite part. "I love how its just a little bit soft and chunky. " I gave her a look. "Your such a big, strong girl!" She then began to move farther down my body to were my pussy was. She ran her finger inside, were the juices were already coming. She pushed the two lips apart and began to trace her finger along until it found the hole, were she carefully inserted it. With her free hand, she began to run two fingers over my breasts, grabbing the hard nipples and sucking on them. She began to move her lips down, until they were sucking at my vagina. She pushed up and down, making me reach a very climatically orgasm within seconds. "Oh, yes! Oh, Michiru! Discover Me!" "Take all, Haruka! Take it all!" 
	I guess all the moaning and screaming was enough to wake the dead, because at that moment, Hotaru came in. It must have had been a very pretty (not) picture for my seven year old daughter, because she gave a small squeak and ran. I looked at Michiru and we both began to laugh. "Where were we, my love?" she asked, once again fingering my belly. "We were at the point were you were licking my *balls*, and I was in the mist of a complete orgasm. She smiled and once again began to suck. I moaned and groaned. Then, Michiru sat on top of me. Her cleat was touching mine and over and over she made humping motions. "What's my name?" "Michiru!" I screamed. "What's your name, Bitch?" "Haruka!" "She let out a mighty roar. "Ohh, Harruukaaa! Oh, yeah!" Pumping and sweating, we clashed together, pumping up and down. We did a summersault, and I was on top. "Give it to me Baby!" I screamed. "Give it to me bitch!" She screamed out.
	We were like that for a good solid hour. When we were done, I think I was dehydrated. Michiru reached for the thermos of water we keep next to our bed (he, he!) and drank. I took it next and took a long gulp. My muscles felt well exercised and happy. We pulled on some clothed and immerged from our room. Setsuna was down stairs, along with Hotaru. "Please," she begged us," Please install sound proof walls! That was just nasty!" Hotaru looked a little sick. "Well, Setsuna, " I began, winking at Michiru," That's why they call it 'The nasty'!"