Revival (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

She leaned back on the couch she was sitting on, resting her arm across the back of the couch. “And just what are you proposing, Katakura-dono?”
 
Jin looked at him for a moment, the faintest traces of a smirk on her face as she stood up from the couch and moved over to stand in front of him. “And exactly what do you mean by that?” Was she really going to make him say it out loud? How lewd.
 
He looked up at her with his usual stern expression. He was stuck listening to Masamune rant about not getting laid that Kojurou had finally opted to care for his own needs. "I want to have no strings sex with you." He answered, "You're beautiful and powerful and neither of us have anything to lose."
 
Jin felt sufficiently satisfied with his answer; she said nothing as she carefully crawled onto his lap and straddled his hips. “Alright.” She said softly, cupping the sides of his face, lips inches from his.
 
A soft chuckle came from Jin, her fingers working on the buttons of his shirt as she kissed down the side of his neck.
 
Pulling his shirt off of him, she tossed it aside, pulling her own over her head and tossing it away as well. Nipping at his shoulder, she undid his belt buckle and pushed her hand into his pants, groping him through his underwear, hoping to spur him on a little.
 
Jin groaned softly, finally growing impatient of waiting, and pushing him down onto the couch, working at her own belt buckle and pants button.
 
When rid of her final piece of clothing, Jin moved to kiss down his sternum to his navel, growing excited herself, she moved herself over his member lowering herself onto him with a soft groan of pleasure. She was quite wet already, all the more Perot she was enjoying herself just as much as Kojurou.
 
He groaned lowly and gripped her hips, guiding her slowly over his shaft at first to help her adjust to the girth. He stretched and filled her, enjoying how soft and warm she was.
 
Jin let out a shaky breath and placed her hands on his stomach, slowly starting to move her hips forward in a rolling motion.
 
The only noises Jin made were the soft groans of pleasure, and her ragged breathing. She rolled her hips slowly and deeply, face flush as her eyes met Kojurou’s, lust burning bright in them, making her gold eyes seem to be aflame.
 
Jin’s back arched and she let out a groan, leaning forward to place her hands on his chest, obeying him and increasing her speed.
 
He continued to buck his hips, enjoying the added friction it caused. His nails dragged across her flesh gently to add a gentle sting to the pleasure.
 
This brought goosebumps to Jin’s skin, and a soft moan from her throat, her own nails digging into the flesh of his chest. She brought her mouth to his throat again, biting down lightly on the side of his neck.
 
He snarled lowly in pleasure and decided he was done with this, lifting her up and pressing her back against the arm of the couch as he rocked his hips quickly.
 
Jin could’ve lost it right there, almost blinded by the pleasure. She dragged her nails down his back, body trembling against his, signaling her approaching climax.
 
Jin let out a final strangled moan, burying her face into his neck as she climaxed, dragging her nails down his back one last time.
 
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