Amaya helped Sasuke out of his Slayer uniform, opening the front of her haori and yukata so he could have access to her. White scales dotted her pale skin, shining like gems embedded into her skin.
“I don’t think they’re that delicate..” She said, putting her hand over his so she could lace her fingers with his. Amaya leaned down to kiss him again, more gentle this time.
She moved with his guidance, closing her eyes and kissing him softly. This outcome wasn’t one she thought would ever happen, but neither was becoming a demon.
He kissed back, keeping her steady and allowing her to set the pace. He didn't really expect this either, but he didn't expect to about die ten minutes ago.
Did she want more? Was she getting tired? He could take over. He braced her before turning her quickly onto her back, taking control and moving faster.
Amaya was a bit taken by surprise when he flipped her over onto her back, but didn’t argue. She held Sasuke close, careful to not scratch him with her nails.
Amaya let out soft moans as he moved, biting her lip to keep from biting into his shoulder again. This was her first time with anyone, and although she would’ve preferred to have done so in a bed, she was glad it was with Sasuke.
Amaya wanted nothing more than to drag her nails down his back, but had to settle with biting into his shoulder as to not poison him again. A few more thrusts and she let out a muffled noise, feeling her toes curl as pleasure washed over her.