Every touch felt as if it were setting her skin on fire, her self-control shredding beneath his touch until she was all but putty in his hand, letting him caress her and do as he pleased. It wouldn't be so bad, would it? They had promised to stay together, and even still...
Her fingers clutched tightly at his shoulders, tugging at the cloth just trying to hold on. "S-Sasuke... The couch?"
For there was a couch now, a carefully calculated purchase for the occasion should they have guests who wished to sit, but for now, she wanted to use it before her legs collapsed from under her.
And soon, they had maneuvered to it, and he had set her down properly so she could sit, before resting his knees on either side of her hips and continuing to attack her breasts. The yukata? it was somewhere between the couch and where they had stood earlier... he'd simply discarded it, along with the vest he always wore over his own shirt.
His breaths were all throaty purrs, not many recognizable words in there at all anymore.
Her own breaths were made up of almost nothing but whimpers and whines, needy sounds fueled by her own rising desire, the warmth of his lips and tongue and his hands, squeezing her skin and leaving her panting. She gazed up at him through half-lidded eyes, flushed and wanting, her fingers trailing up beneath his shirt and gripping him tightly to keep him from shifting away.
The thought that she was entirely bare before him for the first time was less startling than she'd thought it to be, only plain white panties keeping her modesty in check with the yukata abandoned on the floor. Her skin was littered with scars, the most prominent the twin round, jagged scars, one along her toned stomach, the other the one he'd taken note of before, above her heart. One wasn't a taijutsu master without suffering some kind of injuries, and she was no exception.
Her hands combed into his hair to hold him against her, breasts heaving beneath his touch with every panting inhale.
His own eyes misted, and as much as he had them trailing her body, taking in every minuscule curve as she sat there practically naked, he could couldn't help but feel like the luckiest man alive to be loved by her.
"Neji.." he rumbled inbetween kisses and licks. "..you... you are so beautiful.." Her intonations of pleasures, her short breaths, her not so unbroken but still soft skin... "I love you"
To think that in this house, they would build a family together, words failed him. His dream... would come true... with her.
She could only manage a soft sound of agreement at first, her fingers moving back from his hair to graze over his ears and trail down his neck, trying to draw his chin back up to seize his lips in a hard kiss. When words failed, actions would have to suffice, and if the way one leg rose between both of them, one bare foot trailing against his lower calf as she arched closer to him, they echoed the same feelings he had spoken.
The process of building a family had always been a necessary step, but now it was something that would be infinitely enjoyable, as well...
Building a family started with loving parents, and with their relationship growing and cementing as it had done over the months that went though. He had proven immensely dedicated even though a first meeting and overall glance at his ways to pass time would have told the vast opposite.
Their kiss was deep, long and both sides poured all their souls into it. Sasuke looked over to her with dark eyes mirroring her own, shimmering like a calm lake. "I love you, Neji." he repeated, softly, only for her ears.
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Her fingers clutched tightly at his shoulders, tugging at the cloth just trying to hold on. "S-Sasuke... The couch?"
For there was a couch now, a carefully calculated purchase for the occasion should they have guests who wished to sit, but for now, she wanted to use it before her legs collapsed from under her.
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And soon, they had maneuvered to it, and he had set her down properly so she could sit, before resting his knees on either side of her hips and continuing to attack her breasts. The yukata? it was somewhere between the couch and where they had stood earlier... he'd simply discarded it, along with the vest he always wore over his own shirt.
His breaths were all throaty purrs, not many recognizable words in there at all anymore.
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The thought that she was entirely bare before him for the first time was less startling than she'd thought it to be, only plain white panties keeping her modesty in check with the yukata abandoned on the floor. Her skin was littered with scars, the most prominent the twin round, jagged scars, one along her toned stomach, the other the one he'd taken note of before, above her heart. One wasn't a taijutsu master without suffering some kind of injuries, and she was no exception.
Her hands combed into his hair to hold him against her, breasts heaving beneath his touch with every panting inhale.
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"Neji.." he rumbled inbetween kisses and licks. "..you... you are so beautiful.." Her intonations of pleasures, her short breaths, her not so unbroken but still soft skin... "I love you"
To think that in this house, they would build a family together, words failed him. His dream... would come true... with her.
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The process of building a family had always been a necessary step, but now it was something that would be infinitely enjoyable, as well...
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Their kiss was deep, long and both sides poured all their souls into it. Sasuke looked over to her with dark eyes mirroring her own, shimmering like a calm lake. "I love you, Neji." he repeated, softly, only for her ears.