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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Amaya made a low noise against his lips, deepening the kiss again, slowly rubbing herself against his cock, growing wetter the more aroused she became.
 
He moaned lowly but didn't do much else unless she wanted him to. He was aching so bad he could hardly stand it, but he waited until she gave the ok.
 
Amaya could tell he was holding himself back, could feel him hesitating. “Is there something you want, Sasuke?” She asked, moving her kisses to his neck, still rubbing herself against him.
 
She caressed the side of his face gently, biting his neck. “Then you’re going to have to take it.” She whispered in his ear.
 
He gripped her hips firmly and moved her over his cock, growing frustrated when it took him a minute to enter her before sliding her down over him. He exhaled in relief, saviring the feeling of her.
 
Amaya let out a low moan against his neck as he pushed into her, body trembling as he filled her. She bit his shoulder lightly, taking a moment to get used to him inside her before she started to move her hips.
 
Amaya braced both hands against the bed beside his head, rolling her hips steadily as she rode him, letting out soft noises of pleasure, kissing and biting at his neck and shoulder.
 
Her teeth didn’t even leave a mark on his skin, but still it wasn’t for a lack of trying. She cupped his face with one hand, kissing him sloppily as she kept a steady pace, whispering soft I love you’s against his lips.
 
He returned them, both the kisses and the words of love, rather happily between soft moans and whimpers. He felt like he was close to bursting already, and they hadn't even been at it for very long.
 
Amaya rested her forehead against his, soft gasps escaping her as she focused on moving, face flush with pleasure. She could tell from his noises that he was starting to reach his finish, but only continued her steady pace.
 
Amaya’s breathing became ragged as he did so, letting out a shudder, feeling her climax quickly approaching. “Sh-Shit..” She gasped.
 
Amaya wasn’t too far behind, gripping the sheets as she came, gasping weakly as she rested her body against his, covered in sweat.
 
She kissed the side of his neck gently, her breathing heavy as she tired to catch her breath, crawling off of him to lay beside him.
 
Amaya looked to him, reaching out to push his hair away from his face. “You know that I do.” She said softly. “If I don’t he’ll get suspicious.”
 
She brought her hand to cup his cheek, rubbing her thumb against his cheek. “This will all be over with soon, I promise.”
 
She leaned in and kissed him softly, staying with him for a while longer before showering and redressing. “I’ll come by again when I can, but I don’t know when that’ll be.”
 
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