Sengoku BASARA: Tensions Rising [DarkMudkip/Jikkah]

Megohime ground her teeth, then suddenly grabbed a handful of fabric from his kosode and yanked herself closer, pressing her lips to his in a heated kiss.
 
Megohime placed a hand on Masamune's cheek, sliding her hand through his hair and taking a handful and holding him closer, leading him back to the porch without breaking the kiss by stumbling backwards; leaning up against one of the wooden pillars, deepening the kiss.
 
Megohime made a noise of enjoyment, tilting her head to expose her neck to him more, cheeks flushed. "Masamune... Sama..." She moved her hands down to his chest, gripping his shirt and holding herself close, shrugging one shoulder of her kimono off to reveal more neck for him.
 
Megohime let our a small moan and trailed her hand down his stomach to his obi, tugging on it and whispering his name under her breath.
 
Once they reached the bedroom, Megohime worked quickly at untying her own obi, moving over to the futon and pulling Masamune closer. She laid back and pulled him down on top of her, bringing him down for another kiss as she slowly slipped out of her kimono.
 
Megohime wrapped her arms around Masamune's neck, tangling her slender fingers through his hair and grinding her hips against his.
 
Her hand traveled down to his manhood and she stroked it, kissing up his neck and whimpering softly in need.
 
"Masamune-sama..." Megohime breathed, bucking her hips up against his, moving her hand on top of Masamune's and leading it down over her breast, letting out a soft moan.
 
Megohime gasped again and blushed darkly, trembling with excitement as a low moan escaped her lips.
 
Megohime mewled again, letting out another moan. "Masamune-sama...~!" She gripped the futon beneath her. Trapped beneath Masamune and quivering in pleasure.
 
Megohime averted her gaze, embarrassed that she had been brought to a level so low by the man she detested. "I..." But then again, the more she spent time with him, the more she got used to him, even when she did poke him and rub him the wrong way. She leaned up to kiss him again, pulling away so her lips were brushing against his. "Make love to me."
 
Megohime kissed Masamune's neck, pulling herself closer. "Hai..." She breathed against his skin.
 
Megohime laid her head back, allowing for him to attack her neck and chest, letting out small moans.
 
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