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Ghouls Dogma (1x1 with DarkMudkip)

He stiffened a bit at that, hands sliding further up her shirt as he gently ran his hands over her shoulder blades, then back down to her hips. He leaned down and kissed Akihime again, this time a bit more aggressively than before, tangling his hand through her hair and pulling her closer.
 
Yukimura’s heart pounded in his chest, and he let out a soft moan of his own against Akihime’s lips, the feeling of her grinding herself against him one that made his nethers ache and swell. He pulled Akihime’s shirt over her head carefully, kissing down her neck and chest slowly, taking his time, almost like he wanted to savor each taste of her flesh.
 
She would be lying if this didn't get her worked up. But she would also be lying if it didn't make her nauseous. She really was no better than Megohime now.
She ran her fingers slowly through his hair, almost affectionately as she let him kiss and touch her.
 
A little jolt of pleasure ran up Akihime’s spine, Yukimura gently sucking on her nipple, hand keeping the bra down so he could expose the one breast. He brought his other hand under the othe cup, rolling the other pink bud slowly in his fingers. Yukimura’s face was flush as he kissed and licked the sensitive nipple, alternating to sucking once more.
 
The throbbing in Yukimura pants was beginning to grow a little uncomfortable, as his suit pants didn’t have much give. Her took ahold of Akihime’s hips, turning and laying her back on the couch, kissing her deeply as he straddled on hip, slowly bringing one of her legs to hook over his hip.
 
Yukimura’s breathing was a little uneven but his lips were still only inches away from Akihime’s. “Akihime.. If I hadn’t wanted to be with you, Ghoul or not, I wouldn’t have kissed you..”
 
Yukimura worked at unclasping her bra, pulling it off and dropping it onto the floor, groping her breasts and toying with her nipples again. His kiss was almost greedy, desperate even, and he slowly moved his hips to rub his aching need against her thigh.
 
He moved his kisses down her body, trailing them over her breasts, stomach, then over her naval. With his own pants partly undone, he worked at Akihime’s unbottoning them before helping her out of them. He pushed her legs open, kissing her inner thigh, trailing closer to her womanhood before kissing her hip. Slowly, he pulled her underwear down, and helped her out of them before moving back and slowly licking her wet heat.
 
He held her legs open wtoh bath hands, slowly sliding them up her thighs before reaching one hand up to grope her breast. His tongue moved between her wet folds, up to her clit, where he kissed and licked her slowly, focusing his attention solely on her clit now.
 
He stopped, but soon after, Akihime found her lips captured in another kiss, his fingers now playing with her sensitive bundle of nerves slowly.
 
He kissed down her neck slowly, kissing over her shoulders and collarbones as he picked up the pace with his fingers. He applied a bit more pressure, fingers slick with her juices; ever moan from her mouth made his cock twitch, the fabric of his pants tight. He closed his eyes as he kissed her, he wanted to touch her more, he wanted to hear her more, he wanted to be inside of her. He rubbed himself against her thigh as he worked his fingers, grunting softly and biting his lip- he wanted to be buried completely inside of her, he wanted to be on top of her. His thoughts only made him move his fingers faster, thrusting his hips to rub against her every now and again.
 
He must not have realized how deep in thought he was; her nails dug more into his back and her moans grew louder, "Y-Yukimura, I'm about to-!" She gasped and arched against him again, nails almost drawing blood as climaxed, moans strangled and low as she tried not to be too loud.
 
He moved his fingers faster as she climaxed, feeling her juices cover his fingers as she rode out her high, slowly stopping and pulling his hand away. He merely wiped his fingers off on his pants, his own hips still giving an involuntary jerk, close to his own climax. He stopped himself though, breathing heavily against her neck, not wanting to use her leg to get himself off unless she was alright with it.
 
He could only manage to nod, clutching at her, holding her close as he breathed raggedly in her ear, but waited still.
 
He nodded and obeyed her, sitting back before laying back on the couch, watching her with half-lidded eyes.
 
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