one_long_mission | [closed] Multi-Purpose AU Post for Neji and Flirtsuke

There was lust, carefully held in check although very visible in those dark eyes, and his lips claimed hers once more in a deep kiss, having knelt down to join her upon the floor. A hand had dug into her hair and was stroking the long, straight strands. It wasn't long before his tongue seeked to take over the inside of her mouth, another rumble low in his throat.

She inhaled at that visible lust and flushed, leaning in to meet him and vaguely wondering if her own excitement was as visible in her eyes as it was in his. Then she didn't have time to think, one hand moving to trail down his chest, the other tightening in his hair to hold him close and fight back against the kiss -- not trying to end it, just to claim it, a soft, needy moan escaping her lips in spite of her efforts at propriety. Who cared about being proper right now? They were both inside, in the privacy of the home they shared...

She tightened her grip and tugged him in, the hand at his chest wrapping around his waist to keep him in close as she let her tongue press back against his, other hand moving from his hair to finger the shell of his ear, then scrape a thumbnail along it.

With that gesture, a jolt went through him and the distraction allowed her tongue to push its way in as he echoed her moan from earlier. His body pressed more firmly against hers, until he felt her breasts straining lightly.

Dark eyes were a mirror of hers, lust and desire mingled together in a hazy mist. This had been an unexpected turn of events, and he could tell they were both looking forward to this very much.
The hand that was unto her hair tangled further into it, and he gripped it only lightly, not exactly using it as handle, but just tugging a tiny fraction.

Oh, that felt -- she wasn't certain how to describe it, but having her hair tugged like that left her moaning against and trying to press in closer, pushing up on her knees and drawing him in as tight as she could. There was an added urgency to her kiss, the excitement and the lingering arousal that had been simmering since he'd left earlier as she took advantage of his inattention and probed his mouth for those spots she'd memorized, the ones to drive him crazy.

Her breath came quickly through her nose, breasts straining against him with each inhale as she wrapped herself more around him, keeping herself as close as possible.

He was soon shaking and whimpering needily within the kiss, eyes half-lidded, pleasure veiling dark orbs as he gazed at her, lust and want and need all rolled into one again a moan that came as echo to hers.

He tugged at the hair again, lightly as distraction, and took advantage of that one second he was given to escape, breaking the kiss and tugging a slight bit sharper to bear more of her throat and then fully claim it, raking teeth onto it as if a predator even as he tried to claim his breath back, rubbing onto her.

A strangled gasp as he tugged her hair again pulled her out of the kiss, and then with her mouth free, the sharper tug drew an outcry, far more of unexpected pleasure than pain. Normally she would balk at the idea, but here, completely safe, here with Sasuke like this, she could think of few things she would rather he do to her than tug at her hair like that.

She followed the tug, hands falling away from him as she arched back, using them for support against the floor as she let out another breathless, throaty moan in response to his teeth. Nevermind how vulnerable a position this was, she trusted him fully and completely. "S-Sasuke!" she managed to gasp out, throwing her head back further into his hand and letting out a louder cry.

There were light moans and whimpers as he claimed her throat, body pressed tightly to hers, feeling every single of their breaths and shudders... and then he pulled away, but only for a few seconds, in order to trail down her chest, finding no obstacle after nuzzling some of that kimono out of the way in order to claim a breast and suck upon it.

Of course, it was not long before he found himself somewhat struggling against his own arousal, although he did not wish to change position right this moment... although he did know that they would need to move soon, he enjoyed having her like this, and making those sounds...

A higher-pitched gasp escaped her lips as she arched back further to push her breast against his mouth, reflexively trying to get as much force and pleasure from it as possible. How much could she take of it? She couldn't be sure, fingers tightening against the floor as she gazed at him, white eyes dark with their own lust. There wasn't much she could do for him with this position, and truth be told... she rather enjoyed letting him take complete control of her like this, her body aching for his touch.

Move? Move where? As inappropriate as it seemed... she couldn't bring herself to try to claim his attention long enough to get to their shared bedroom.

Lust answered lust, both's eyes seeming much as mirrors were. As improper as it may be, it seemed to be a common desire. that, and really, was there anything wrong with this area? The only window gave no direct sight either way. The sound he gave, even though muffled by her full, plump breast, was one of unhidden need.

He only detached his mouth an instant before shifting his grip to support her back and knees and claimed her throat again to take over as he moved...

...only a few feet away as he kicked the brown bag within possible reach, lying her upon the couch and nuzzling more of her kimono out of the way. As soon as his arms were free, he took off his shirt, that sleeveless undershirt seeming a constant part of his wardrobe as much as the rings and bracelets he only ever took off to sleep.

Another loud gasp of surprise as she was suddenly scooped up, but -- that wasn't where she'd thought they were going at all! The couch wasn't intended for something like this, she was likely going to have to clean it and ensure it did not smell and--

"Sasuke!" Her hands moved up his bare chest as she tried to get a hold of herself, wrapping around his shoulders and seizing his lips in a hard kiss. "Bedroom! Get the bag."

Okay, he'll just add that to his list of places that certain things are not allowed out of. This one was new though: no lovemaking outside the bedroom, ever.

There was a light groan as he shifted, trying desperately to inject some common sense unto himself. He reached out for the bag and scooped her up again, this time headed for the proper place and starting all over again... except this time it was with a lustier moan that he claimed her other breast, resuming his own stripping, which was more or less done really, chest against her stomach.

Perhaps another time, but for now, for their first time, bedroom was far preferable. Another muffled sound as he scooped her up, but she only took the opportunity to graze her teeth over his throat, returning some of the attention he'd given her not-so-long ago.

She had to pull back as he set her down, hands moving to help him strip, knowing he was more than capable of taking her kimono off in record time. She'd tied it rather loosely specifically for this purpose, after all, but once he moved to claim her breast again, he was too far down for her to help. A little frustrated, she grabbed the closest thing she could reach -- his hair -- and tugged him up away from her breast, her own fingers moving to rid him of those clothes.

There was a growl of protest, but the frustration did not last long as he took the opportunity of being pulled some ways up to claim her lips again, definitely not regaining any normal breathing pace any soon.

A minute later, he had snagged her kimono's tie and she'd only had to slide her arms off for him to push it aside with a great measure of care... and then both were lying in their underwear, with his looking quite tight for what was rising beneath.
Dark eyes looked into the purest of whites as he moved to slowly slide hers off, feeling a blazing fire more intense than even what amaterasu may feel like into him.

the paper bag was sitting in the currently non-occupied bedspace on the side...

Kissing him made the task of removing his clothing far more difficult, but nothing she couldn't handle -- after all, she was a genius. All it took was shifting her arms, and her kimono draped to the bed behind her. An uncaring hand swept it aside to the floor as she gazed up at him, then lowered her gaze and her hands, delicate fingers trailing down to grasp his hip, then lower as she brushed a finger over his groin. Her tongue wet her lips as she swallowed hard, then let her hand come back up to wrap around his shoulders and yank him down hard for another kiss. Dragging a leg up his side, she wrapped it around his hip and centered herself beneath him, only then pulling back from the kiss with a stuttering gasp at the pressure.

Oh was she teasing... oh was she ever. Her touch, even if it was only a brush against cloth, had fueled the fires, and then... then there was a muffled plea into that kiss as hips ground against hips, lust and delight clashing each other.

Hastily, he reached for that paper bag, breath coming in short as he retrieved the small box out of it and gave a light moan into the kiss.

She pulled back from the kiss with a gasping moan, trying to catch her breath at the heat that spread through her entire body from the grind of his hips against hers, legs spreading to try to accommodate him better. She gasped out his name, eyes moving to watch him with the box, before swallowing hard and nodding. This was something they both wanted, and like this... she could have more time before deciding exactly what she wanted.

"S-Sasuke," she managed again, falling back away from him and shuffling, one hand coming to rest and hook fingers into her own underwear as she looked up at him. "You are sure...?"

Dark eyes softened a fraction. 'If you're sure' was what he intended to answer, but instead...

"I want you." it came then, and he was quick to press against her side, panting lightly. "Neji... I want to make love to you!" He loved her... he wanted to make her feel something above this world. If not for conceiving, then there would be this. This was the reason why there were people that manufactured protection after all.

"I want you...." he repeated.

Another time, perhaps, she'd be taken aback by how forceful the answer was, but right now? It was exactly what she wanted to hear, her fingers slipping beneath her underwear without hesitation and tossing them aside, too.

"And I, you," she answered breathlessly, swallowing against her own uncertainty and brushing her fingers across his cheek with a small smile and a nod.

He too, fully divested himself, panting lightly, a dark blush against his cheeks as he realized that this, even if it would not produce a child, was both what they wanted... what they needed right now. heir love had reached this stage, and this was nothing shameful at all.

And so he sat back a few seconds, taking her in. "You...." every curve, every shape, the tone of her skin, those old scars that had their stories, of deeds even more heroic than what they may show. "...you are beautiful..." he whispered. "..you're mine..." and he was hers.

The thought of being self-conscious never crossed her mind; she was a kunoichi, with the body befitting one. Even if a proper lady would likely not have these kinds of scars, hers were a mark of pride. She pushed herself up on her elbows and smiled at the compliment with a nod to acknowledge it.

A part of her wanted to tell him to forget the protection -- they would be fine, and if there was a child conceived, they would make sure to be ready, but she didn't want to make a hasty decision in the heat of the moment. Another time...

Because she doubted this would be the only time they did this. "And you are mine," she answered, pushing up further and giving him another hard kiss.

He felt a shudder of pride and pleasure at her words. He was not about to forget the protection though, he had the wrapped thing in hand since a minute or so as she claimed his lips and they kissed long and hard.

"I... I've never..." done this before, obviously, judging by how carefully he'd torn the packet open and retrieved the item. They were, after all, both new at this. It was no secret. In his case some would be surprised, since many in his world assumed (quite wrongly) flirting went hand in hand with sleeping around. "..sort of...read the back of the box.." he muttered hastily. It was a sign he was nervous when he started to ramble, but it was not too much this time.

"Give it to me." She reached up and stole it from his hand with gentle fingers, meeting his eyes and fighting a flush. Now was hardly the time for something like that, when they were both bare before each other. "Lie back."

It seemed simple enough, certainly. She shifted up further to all but reverse their positions, one hand moving to his hips, then further in. Alright, maybe it was dumb to blush, but she did anyway as her fingers wrapped around the base of his length, then slowly started to slide the thin layer down to surround it.

He could have done it, but...somehow, that she offered? He could only love her exponentially more, as if he only had loved her a fraction of what was humanely possible. He'd laid back against the bed and gasped once she grabbed his hip, and his blush mirrored hers as he felt her fingers, letting out a light wail, unable to help but dig his hips in slightly as she moved the condom down onto his erection. Light moans were brought out from the feeling of this strange adaptation to what was supposedly some second skin.

His breath came in light gasps, and he turned dark eyes to her, a hand reaching over to cup her chin, thumb stroking her cheek. "I love you, Neji..."

She could only swallow hard, glancing up to try to see if she was doing something wrong from the sounds he was making -- but from his body language, it seemed far more like she was doing something right. As soon as it was fully on, she drew her fingers away, taking another breath before moving up far enough to let him stroke her cheek.

"I love you as well, Sasuke," she answered, fingers trailing delicately up his chest. "Now, how would you like to...?"

"...it might be more comfortable if you're lying down..?" he suggested. "Can't say I looked much... into positions, but this is the first that comes to mind." at least, from his point of view.

"I'm open to ideas, though." he claimed some of her long hair and laid a kiss upon it, dark eyes looking onto whites. After all, if he were a woman, this position would be the best, or so he imagined.

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