Thousand-year Curse (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

Amaya let go of him when he finished, embarrassed that he had made a mess of her, but not saying anything. Her face was flushed as she sat up, wiping her mouth again with her clean hand.
 
Her cheeks burned at the thought, but she nodded. “I want to..” She said softly. “I want to with you..”
 
She made a soft noise as he did, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him close, deepening the kiss.
 
Amaya returned his kiss, finding the feeling new, but not unpleasant. She was still sensitive from her first orgasm, so already the feeling was quickly turning pleasant.
 
She was already wet, the throbbing between her legs starting up again when he pushed inside of her.
 
Every time he picked up the pace, she would squirm and tighten her grip on his shoulders. Amaya squeezed his hips with her legs, helping him move deeper inside of her.
 
Amaya tried to keep herself quiet as his pace increased, soft whimpers and moans escaping her. She rested her head against his shoulder, panting softly.
 
He felt her bite down on his shoulder, gasping at the increased stimulation as it pushed her steadily closer to another orgasm.
 
Amaya let out a few more moans and grunts, body stiffening as she came again, digging her nails into his back.
 
Her climax pushed him to his, though he was pretty sure he couldn't procreate he didn't want to risk it and he oulled out of her before he came inside her.
 
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