Thousand-year Curse (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

Yukimura felt his need twitch when Akihime kissed him, nodding slowly as he leaned in to kiss her again. He removed his hand from his lap, moving to cup Akihime’s cheek as he kissed her.
 
The feeling eased slightly as Yukimura occupied his mind with some form of stimulus, placing his other hand over Akihime’s gently.
 
Yukimura let out a soft groan as she pressed against his need, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close as he deepened the kiss.
 
Yukimura let her unbuckle his belt, laying back and breaking the kiss, but it was momentarily. He kissed her again, pulling her down with a soft noise.
 
Yukimura helped her the best she could to take off his pants, letting her take control of the situation.
 
Yukimura looked embarrassed as she undressed him. “D-Do you want too..? Go all the way, I mean..?”
 
“A-Are you ok with that..?” He hadn’t thought that she would be willing to go all the way with her- in truth he hadn’t thought about it at all.
 
He nodded and touched his hand to her cheek again, the sharp tips of his fingernails brushing lightly against her skin. “Ok.” He said softly, pulled her down into a kiss as he helped her unbutton his shirt.
 
Yukimura freed himself from his shirt and worked on removing Akihime’s, growing more excited the more she kissed him. He felt his need throb against her thigh, letting out a soft groan as he shifted his hips to rub against her.
 
Yukimura’s mind slowly grew muddled, his agitation increasing as he struggled with the dainty buttons on her shirt, and soon he let out a growl, simply yanking open her blouse. This was only the tipping point, Akihime quickly being flipped onto her back with Yukimura now on top of her, he pinned her to the bed holding her thigh tightly; pressing himself between her legs as he pushed her leg up slightly. She felt his tongue against her neck, his hot breath coming out in heavy puffs as his fangs ghosted her skin.
 
He never bit into her skin, only lightly tested his teeth against her flesh, licking and kissing her neck and shoulder. It felt so good to touch Akihime, to grind against her, to feel her body trapped beneath his.
 
Yukimura struggled with her bra, eventually just pulling it down to free her breasts, finding her nipple with his tongue quickly. She tasted so good, flesh soft and supple- he didn’t want to move away from her to get her out of her clothes, instead pushing her skirt up.
 
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