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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Yukimura didn’t want to return to base, he wanted to go searching for leads, but he had to keep his promise to Sasuke and wait for him.
 
When he got home, Sasuke wasn't there. He checked his phone, maybe he missed a message? He did; Sasuke texted him saying that the computer found nothing still and he was out asking his contacts. And for Yukimura to stay put.
 
Yukimura read the message and gave a low sigh, figuring he wasn’t constrained to be inside the building. He moved up to the roof, needing the fresh air as he paced nervously, constantly checking both phones for any update.
 
Still nothing, but he shouldn't expect anything so quick, even from Masamune. He wondered if Akihime was ok, and prayed that above all she was still alive.
 
Yukimura paced and paced, fighting with himself in his head as he tried to convince himself to leave, only to convince himself to stay. He couldn’t just leave everyone exposed like that, but he also couldn’t just leave Akihime on her own.

Akihime’s body was warm, a pleasant feeling flowing through every part of her body as her consciousness slowly came back. She felt light, not a single worry on her mind, only how nice her body felt.
 
She had a hard time keeping her eyes open and focused, but damn if she didn't feel incredible. Where was she again? She couldn't really remember.
 
Akihime felt the bed shift as if someone had gotten on top of it, her suspicions confirmed when she felt someone move over her. Hands ran up her sides, a tongue against her neck as someone settled between her legs. Each touch was ecstasy, even being brushed against felt amazing, almost like she was hyper sensitive.
 
A moan left her lips before she could really stop it, arching into the presence rather gladly, her body begging for more. Was she back at base with Yukimura? How bold, he was always so shy. She didn't remember getting into bed with him.
 
The hands on her body were soft and gentle, just like Yukimura’s, but he must’ve been in some kind of mood if he was the one seeking her out. His hands moved under her blouse, pushing under her bra to grope at her gently, teasing her nipples as he continued to kiss at her neck.
 
She felt teeth lightly graze her neck, feeling his hands carefully unbuttoning her blouse to get better access to her chest. He caressed her breasts, running his fingers along her side as he pressed his hips into hers.
Laurent said nothing, not being pleased by hearing another man’s name on Akihime’s lips, but knew it would take time to condition her- he had to have patience.
 
She pressed her hips right back, giving a throaty moan at the vague feeling of his hardening cock and his teeth in her skin, wanting more but not having enough brain power to grasp the concept of begging.
 
The way she moaned, the way she moved, the ways she smelled- all of it drove Laurent crazy. He helped her out of her blazer and blouse, unclipping her bra to kiss her breasts, flicking his tongue over her nipple as he pinned her hands above her head by the wrists.
 
He silenced her by capturing her lips in a kiss, holding her hands above her head with one hand as he reached to pull her skirt up with his other hand. He pressed his fingers against her through her underwear, rubbing slowly against her clit. Akihime tasted the familiar taste of blood- Yukimura always tasted of blood no matter what he did, and he was always shy about that.
 
Something in the very back of her mind told her that something was wrong. That this maybe wasn't actually Yukimura. But it had to be, right? She didn't really have any interest in any of the men at work, and the only girl she really spoke to was Megohime.
Her body reacted beautifully to his touch as she kissed back sloppily, almost immediately becoming wet for him.
 
Laurent’s kakugan flared in excitement and delight, rubbing her through her underwear for a while longer before pushing them aside to rub her directly. He heated up the kiss, slowly pushing two fingers inside her as he did.
 
His fingers slid into her easily with how wet she was, using his thumb to rub her clit. He loved her noises, needed to hear more- he slowly pumped his fingers in and out of her.
 
She moaned even louder, trying not to squirm and buck, legs trembling gently. She felt so much hotter than she did before, growing wetter around him the more he moved his fingers.
 
He moved to kiss her jaw down to her neck, keeping a steady pace on rubbing her, biting lightly at her neck as he savored her noises. He curled his fingers slowly to rub against her inner walls, fingers slick with her juices.
 
“Just like that.” He purred into her ear, his voice sounding far away and muffled. “Good girl~” He praised, keeping the same pace, applying slightly more pressure to her clit.
 
He made a soft noise of satisfaction as he let her wrists go and pulled his fingers from her, leaving her on the bed for a moment before returning. “What a good girl~” He cooed as he carefully pulled her out of the rest of her clothes, taking the soft red rope had retrieved and tying it around her wrists. He was careful with his knots, tying Akihime’s hands above her head before moving to tie the rest of her body. He marveled at his work as he went, making sure the rope wasn’t too tight, but also not too loose, Akihime’s legs bent at the knee and tied open.
 
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