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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

Masamune kept working his hips, even as his fingers slowed, before giving a final thrust and reaching his own climax with a low grunt.

Sasuke was making his way up the back ways, groceries and clothes in hand. He had managed to sneak the maid outfit in, since Amaya promised to wear it for him. He was rather looking forward to it. As he rounded the corner, something caught him in the side of the face, knocking him to the ground with a grunt.
 
Megohime took Masamune’s hand from between her legs, kissing his knuckles as she steadied her breathing.

Before she knew it, Amaya had completed the lamb casserole and dolmades, plated everything and turned on the radio. Sasuke still hadn’t come back though, and she was beginning to worry that he had run into trouble. She checked the clock again- 6:43.
 
He caught his breath as well, reaching gently to pull her into a kiss.

There was the knock - the secret one to signal Sasuke's return. Thank goodness, he was just running behind.
 
Megohime kissed back, making a weak noise against his lips.

Amaya hopped up, tucking her gun into the waistband of her pants as she moved to the door, peering out the peephole as she reached for the handle.
 
"I love you, Mego..." He muttered into the kiss.

Outside was Sasuke, and he looked a bit roughed up. He was staring into the peephole, straight into her eyes, and silently telling her not to open the door.
 
She cupped his face, kissing him softly. “I love you too..” she whispered back.

Her hand froze momentarily on the handle before she drew the gun from her waistband, cursing softly and glancing behind her to check her surroundings before getting close to the door. “Didn’t expect company tonight, I’m going to have to make more food.” She joked through the door, but her voice was tense.
 
Amaya stashed her gun under the couch cushion before she unlocked and opened the door, flashing a smile. “Dinners getting cold.”
 
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She stumbled back, letting them drag her into the house with little struggle. “I hope you aren’t expecting to join us for dinner.” She jeered.
 
"Shut up," they pushed her into the nearest chair and began tying her to it, "you're pretty hard to find, you know that?"
"That's the point." Sasuke muttered before grunting when he was kicked in the gut.
 
Amaya struggled against them briefly, glaring over at the man that kicked Sasuke. “What do you want? If you’re looking for Franco, he isn’t here.”
 
“I don’t know anything about Franco, or what happened to him, you know me and Franco go way back, I wouldn’t do that to him.” Amaya glanced around at the men, working out how they’d make it through this one.
 
"Don't play stupid, Amaya."
"We know you're the reason he's missing."
"He told us he was going to see you."
Sasuke scowled gently, keeping on the ground as he tried to think.
 
Amaya glanced to Sasuke, knowing they’d have no choice but to hope for a miracle.
“So the bitch bled like a stuck pig, it wouldn’t have happened if he could’ve kept it in his pants.” She said nonchalantly, meeting the closest man’s gaze with defiance.
 
He swung out and punched her with his full weight, "Shut your fucking mouth, you whore."
"Don't you fucking touch her." Sasuke hissed, trying to push himself up, only to get a foot on his back.
 
Amaya jerked hard in her chair, almost tipping over, letting out a low grunt before looking to the man, spitting a bloody wad of spit at his feet. “I’m fine, Sasuke, he hits like a bitch anyway.”
 
Blood leaked from her split lip, mouth bleeding badly from her teeth cutting open her lip. “You know doing this doesn’t add inches to it, right?”
 
Amaya stopped momentarily, keeping her eyes on the knife. “It isn’t like they came for an apology Sasuke, why do you think I’m tied to the chair..”
 
“I’m getting tortured either way, at least let me fuck with them a bit.” She muttered, shifting in her seat to test the ropes. Had they used chains she might be in a real pickle.
 
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