{open} It was a beautiful morning.

[youngesthokage]

He was in a wonderful mood. He'd gotten in later than intended due to the rather long talk with his mother, which had been oddly easier with this one than the one from home ever was anymore, and by the time he'd made it home is good mood had returned and he'd settled right to bed.

Morning, on the other hand, had brought the flowers and he found himself looking out the window in curious fascination at them, mussed from sleep and somewhat bewildered.

Since when did snow bring flowers?

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[bunsofsteel]

She kept moving, as slowly as she could manage to try to drag it out and bring him back, even as she met his kiss with a needy whine.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered and groaned in turn, starting to move properly as he stopped feeling like every little twitch would slip him free. The sensitivity was far from gone, but he still rocked and arched up readily.

[bunsofsteel]

She moaned when he started to move, trying to keep herself as slow as possible to match his speed and letting him set the pace. Her hands, though, clawed and scratched their way across his chest, light grazing turning to brutal rakes and back again.

[youngesthokage]

The actions made him fuss, just a soft sound into the kiss really, and he moved a bit quicker under her.

[bunsofsteel]

Her nails moved to his arms then, pressing into the soft skin beneath and clutching tight, breaking the kiss to gasp for breath with a soft whine.

[youngesthokage]

He hissed in a breath and and whined again, ducking his head down against her neck as he tried to accommodate the demand of her actions.

[bunsofsteel]

She moaned again and kept her nails against his arms to hold on, then pressed a shaky kiss to his head. "T-take your time..."

[youngesthokage]

He fanned and kneaded his hands, rubbing his cheek up along the side of her neck with a soft whine, the prompt letting him subside somewhat, though not by much, too aware of her.

[bunsofsteel]

As much as she wants him to go harder, faster, she didn't want to not enjoy it, either. Her fingers rubbed along his inner arms and his upper chest, biting into his skin every so often.

[youngesthokage]

He finally eased his hold on her a little, each flex of nails drawing a whine out of him in turn, though it was more breathless than anything else now, and he had a better hold on himself to start moving properly, one of his hands going back for leverage on the desk.

[bunsofsteel]

She ducked her head, nuzzling her lips at his throat and biting down lightly near his pulse point; healing abilities or no, she's not about to bite very hard there. As he starts moving more properly, she moaned in appreciation and clutched tighter.

[youngesthokage]

He made a low noise, tilting his head to the side and rocking up harder to meet her, eyes fluttering shut as he focused on her for the moment.

[bunsofsteel]

She continued to trail little nips along his throat, even as her breath quickened into gasping whines at the increase in force. "M-more," she managed through panting breaths, mimicking his earlier words. "More!"

[youngesthokage]

He groaned lowly, moving quicker and pulling her down to meet his movements with each harder arch.

[bunsofsteel]

That forced a cry from her lips as she met his force eagerly, fingernails grasping his skin to hold on as her breathing quickened further.

[youngesthokage]

Listening to her got more eagerness into his motions and he made a low constant hum of noise at her in appreciation as he cracked his eyes open to watch her.

[bunsofsteel]

Her own eyes had long since fallen shut as she moved with him, back arching to try to force him in harder, a steady stream of wordless encouragement falling from her lips. She knew he was capable; different from Sasuke, and she tried to spur him on, clutching into his upper chest with her nails.

[youngesthokage]

He hissed in sharply and in turn she got a harder rocking out of him, pulling her to meet his movements with more insistence.

[bunsofsteel]

Her nails started to bite hard enough into his chest to draw blood as she arched again with a keening whine. She was starting to get close, but it still wasn't enough...

[youngesthokage]

He leaned up and kissed along her throat as he moved, fingers tightening at her hip.

[bunsofsteel]

She ducked her head to seize his lips for a hard kiss, shifting her grip to his back to clutch him to her, little whimpers escaping into kiss.

[youngesthokage]

He groaned, pressing eagerly into he kiss and parting his lips, returning he attention with as much intensity as he could.

[bunsofsteel]

She could only hold on, dragging her nails up and down his back as her whimpers grew louder in intensity, driving harder and faster until finally she couldn't hold on anymore and pulled out of the kiss to arch back with another, keening outcry.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered under her, but just held her close, forcing his momentum to slow and still, though he trembled witht he effort of it.

[bunsofsteel]

"Don't-- don't stop!" she ordered breathlessly, once it had penetrated the daze that he hadn't hit release with her. It was a little too sensitive and painful to be pleasurable, but she started to move against him again, raking at his back with her nails to try to bring him closer. "I can... handle it!"