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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

He frowned more, looking away, "I don't want anyone to mourn when I die...that's all..." He had been a squatter so long that the concept of friends was still foreign to him, "That hurts more than leaving or dying does..."
 
Amaya’s expression softened slightly, and she turned to take his hand and hold it. “That’s what happens when people love you Sasuke, they mourn when they lose you. It proves just how much you were loved.”
 
He merely nodded, squeezing her hand gently, "Just hurts me to think I would hurt you like that...so pushing away feels easier.." He looked at their hands and relented, "Please be careful..."
 
Amaya nodded, bringing his hand to her lips to kiss his knuckles. “I will, promise.” She said with a soft smile.
 
Amaya kissed him back, making a soft noise as she did so. She knew her visits could never last very long, but still tried to enjoy what she got. “Do you want me to stay?” She asked against his lips.
 
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Amaya backed him up against the wall, eyes closed as she deepened the kiss a bit. She was lonely being back with Matsunaga, having no one around that she could trust or connect with, and she could only meet up with Sasuke so often.
 
He let her, rather gladly in fact, despite only being an inch or two taller than her he found the role reversal rather attractive. He moaned softly into the kiss as he let her do what she wanted to him.
 
Amaya enjoyed being the one to dominate during intimate moments, finding it had always excited her to take control. She made a soft noise before pulling back. “Wanna move somewhere more comfortable?”
 
Amaya gave a soft chuckled and kissed him once more, taking his hand and leading him back to the bedroom they had gone to several times before. She pushed him to sit on the bed, moving to straddle his lap before leaning in to kiss him again.
 
He kissed back, hands resting on her hips as he felt his kakugan itch in his excitement. He helped keep her stable in his lap as he deepened the kiss.
 
Amaya made a noise of enjoyment, placing her hands on his shoulders as she shifted in his lap, rubbing herself against him to try and excite him.
 
This excited Amaya more than she’d liked to admitted, pushing him down against the bed and pinning his wrists on either side of his head. She deepened the kiss and rubbed herself against him again, her breathing heavy with excitement.
 
Amaya released his wrists so she could pull her shirt over her head, only breaking the kiss momentarily before leaning back down to kiss him again.
 
Amaya helped him out of his clothes, unbuckling his belt and helping him out of his jeans before pushing off her own pants.
 
Amaya shuttered at the feeling of his teeth against her skin, feeling her skin flush from excitement. “Touch me.” She said against his lips, aching to feel his hands on her.
 
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