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Requiem of Destruction (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

Her eyes rolled back slightly and she moaned lowly, kissing back and untying his hair so she could grip clumps of it. She didn't know what was making Yukimura act like this but she was far from willing to make him stop.
 
Once he got her sash undone, his hands were on her body, groping and caressing. He pushed his hand into her skirts and to her womanhood, fingers toying with her clit, bucking his hips a bit in anticipation, rubbing against her thighs and causing a low growl to come from his throat. He was like a beast, moving to kiss down her neck, suckling and biting at her flesh; not hard enough to draw blood, but close, there'd be bruising.
 
She was almost dizzy, gripping onto him to keep her knees from going out. "Wh-What's gotten into you, Yukimura?" She asked, almost out of breath.
 
He let out a low growl, muttering something that vaguely sounded like I love you, but she couldn't be sure. When she started to get weak in the knees, he picked her up, moving over to the bed and laying her down, climbing on top of her. He was running off of pure instinct now, breathing heavily as he started to work at his belt and pants, not even bothering with his shirt. Gripping Akihime's arms tightly, he pushed them above her head and secured her wrists with his belt, pushing her skirt up to her hips. He nearly tore her panties from her body, moving to lick and bite at her breast, breath hot against her flesh.
 
She would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy this. She moaned weakly, body shaking as she tugged at the belt, testing it. Oh, that thing wasn't going anywhere. All of this was so exciting, it sent a fire in her blood that she wanted to feel more of. His name tumbled from her lips in a soft mewl, almost as if she was praising him for his abuse.
 
Her noises excited him more, his aching manhood becoming almost too much to bear as he moved to his knees, pushing inside of Akihime while gripping the headboard with one hand, keeping her arms pinned with the other. He had a wild light in his eyes as he began to move, pressing her into the bed and moving one of her legs so it was hooked over his shoulder.
 
((Hooooooooooooooh mah gahd))

She arched slightly, almost pushing him deeper, letting out a loud moan of bliss. This was definitely much better than the slow pace they took their first time, "Yukimura-sama...~!" She clenched her fists tightly, her spine tingling.
 
(( :3c huehuehue~))

He picked up his pace a bit, nails digging into the wood of the headboard as he buried himself to the sheath inside of her. He let out low groans and growls, her noises edging him on.
 
Gods, her head was swimming. With each thrust, her moans only grew in volume. She found this to be exciting; her power ripped away from her with simple - albeit primal - noises and actions. She could get used to it.
 
He soon found himself frustrated that he couldn't completely get to Akihime, releasing his hold on the bed frame, hooking her other leg over his shoulder so he could move more deeply. His free hand clawed at her hip, and it was almost like he was struggling to be gentle.
 
She was practically screaming, her cries tearing from her throat. "H-Harder, Yukimura...~! Please...~!" She begged weakly, her face and chest flushed.
 
Those word seemed to push him completely over the edge, clamping his teeth around the flesh of her shoulder, he broke the her soft skin, drawing blood. His pace remanined the same, but he was indeed moving rougher. He moved his bites along what he could reach, her neck and breasts, leaving bruises and drawing small amounts of blood.
 
She could feel her climax building up already and it made her body shake. She loved the small sting of his teeth and knew she would have to hide the marks from Amaya lest her protector blow a gasket.
 
Yukimura moved, kissing Akihime deeply, muffling her moans against his lips as he thrust into her sweet spot over and over, feeling like his own release would drive him mad.
 
Suddenly all of Yukimura's movements slowed to an agonizing pace, and he pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their mouths before breaking. "Beg.." He growled into her ear, burying his face into her neck, pulling the belt around her wrists tight; his hips thrusting deeply and slowly.
 
((*shrieks* How dare you, that's my fetish!!!))

She whimpered softly, "Please, Yukimura-sama, don't stop, don't show mercy...~! It feels so good, I love this animalistic nature, I love the abuse, please, I want more~!"
 
((Huehuehue~))

Yukimura gave one hard thrust, his own body trembling with desire to find climax, but he needed to hear her plead and beg, cry his name. "More." He demanded, biting her neck and sucking.
 
Yukimura was sufficently pleased, resuming his rough and fast movements, panting against her neck as his finish edged closer and closer, almost at a breaking point.
 
Her moans came out as loud cries again; she wasn't going to bother being quiet and she had a feeling Yukimura didn't want her to be quiet either. It made her draw even closer to the edge.
 
Yukimura let out another guttural growl as he lifted her off the bed and roughly pushed her against the headboard, yanking her arms over her head again. Pushing into her once more, he kept her pinned to the wall as he thrust into her, biting her shoulder hard.
 
This wouldn't do. No, this just wouldn't do, she wasn't yet there, he wanted her to scream his name. He tangled his fingers in her hand and yanked her head back, sucking at her neck and slamming into her sweet spot over and over.
 
No, no, no, it was too much. She couldn't fight it anymore. She screamed his name in a lewd chorus, climaxing hard, her juices flooding from her. She was so tight and hot, her body shaking against him.
 
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