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

"Breakfa-- ah, I, I don't-- you can just--"claimed a shaky breath. "Is it so hard to sleep in? You workaholic, it's your day off tomorrow too!" he protested.

"..I'm sure I can... manage to make you want to sleep in" he panted. "...for example..." he licked gently at her neck. "..I can bring you breakfast in bed if you rise late..."

"Ah, but can I not have breakfast already if I am awake?" It was silly, frightfully so, but right now, as long as he kept doing that thing with his tongue... that was completely acceptable for now. Her nails dug more sharply into the backs of his ears to tug him in, voice breathless already.

"..aah..... aaahhnn..... Neji..." he was hanging slightly off her neck, panting against it, mouth wide open as he breathed upon her skin. "..aah.... you're impossible.." although he knew the point... was not -even- the dishes...

Never let it be said that the genius didn't enjoy being the one in control. She only let her lips curve into a smirk as she finally released his ears from her grip. "We shall see, Sasuke."

He had tried often and failed just as often to overwhelm her. When -she- wanted to overwhelm him, nothing else distracted her. "..hrmm.. yes, yes we shall..." he rumbled against her neck before shifting to try and claim her in his arms and up the floor.

...they should, after all, move to a more appropriate location.

She let him lift her as usual, but she immediately seized his lips in a kiss to distract him further, fingers against his neck as she held herself in against him. They could make it to the bedroom... eventually.

He gave a loud but pleased groan into the kiss, holding her firmly just as she held him, foregoing moving for now lest he would bump against something, aware his mind just might not be as functional as usual.

There was slight shuffling, an ankle bumping against the table... and he was decidedly not moving, not while she was capturing his senses with her touch.She undoubtedly had a knack for controlling him... not that he minded, as he joined hungrily in the kiss, a hand's fingers into her hair.

She couldn't restrain a soft moan at the touch of his fingers in her hair, pressing in more greedily, claiming both the kiss and him as her own. Kicking out a little with her legs, she tried to get him to let her down so she could stand, wanting the better leverage her own body afforded her.

Knowing better than to fight, he let her back down. With that leverage she had earned again, there was no doubt she would completely claim him, body and soul. This was only the beginning of lust and desire, now with a purpose along with it.

Conceiving a child... might not happen right away, but even if it did not, they would try again, and again... and only love each other exponentially more every time.

And claim him she did; no sooner were her feet on the floor that she shifted her weight to one foot, taking advantage of her flexibility to draw a knee up along his body and center herself against him. Let him feel the whole press of her body against his as she devoured his lips for another kiss.

Oh, oh he was feeling her body indeed. Every single inch of it! There was a moan as his body gave a great shudder to bury within hers, as tightly as they could for now.

His fingers dug lightly into her scalp as he yielded under her every touch and movement.

Another hum at the touch of his fingers in her hair, encouraging it. Someday, perhaps, she'd be willing to simply tell him what she wanted from him in this manner, but she still flushed to think about it. All she could do for now was give him unspoken cues as she followed the touch of his hand in her hair and broke the kiss, hands trailing down his shirt.

As she arched back to his touch, he gave her more of it and instantly, akin to a predator, went to her bared throat to nip at it and lightly tug at skin, giving out light groans as he pushed into her touch, lust answering lust.

She wrapped her leg more tightly around him and moaned, still following the hand in her hair as she arched back. A little experimentally, she tried rubbing her hips against his too from this position, moving more on instinct than anything else.

There was an audible gulp at that rubbing, and then a gasp, because he couldn't help but just rub back in retaliation, and even harder, and oh gods he was already feeling himself getting heated up down there. Then again, she might also have been, considering their talk, and how vastly prepared she looked.

He,d remembered how the kitchen was improper..oh and the living room too, but...
A light, muffled moan was against her throat as he nipped harder, and then, then.. he lunged, claimed a mouthful of long hair that was dangling, and yanked on it, trying to manipulate their weight to fall upon the cushions, hopefully with him on top...

Was that -- did he just bite her hair?! Before she could manage a protest, they were falling, and she immediately twisted her body, hooking her ankle in his to force him down beneath her instead.

Instead of taking the opportunity to protest, she only planted her hands on either side of his head and leaned in to kiss him again, settling her hips over his again for that same grinding pressure.

He sorta kinda bit her hair yes, he had to if he was to grab any substantial amount in order to bring her down.

...except he didn't end up where he thought he would be... and as she trapped him and mercilessly ground against him, there was a whimper into the kiss as he struggled, breath coming shorter as his hips rose to grind even more. He definitely was getting hard down there, quicker than he may have recalled.

He'd get a talking-to about that later, how she had no desire to have spit in her hair, but for now, that was the least of her worries.

Instead she finally pulled back from the kiss with a gasp, setting her weight over his hardness and reaching to undo the single button of her shirt, unwrapping it and her bra in a quick motion before shifting down to grab at his own shirt, trying to prompt it off.

Oh, she certainly would customize him over the months indeed as no-nos happened and then made not to be done again.

Her weight over-- He gave a groan in protest, squirmed uselessly, but quickly was riveted and most likely even more painfully aroused as stripped herself quicker than -he- ever had managed to strip her. Then it was her stripping him, and she could see his chest heaving with deep but quick breaths, dark eyes staring up at her needily.

She quirked an eyebrow down at him with a kind of dry amusement and rocked her hips against his again before shifting her weight up, slipping a hand into her pants and underwear and pulling them off more slowly, one leg then the other as she kicked them off, then moved to his own. Practiced fingers ran over his erection before she pulled at the covering fabric, trying to get them both bare.

She just knew how to move and when. How could that not drive him halfway mad with lust? Loving a genius was hard work, but he had never minded it.

He reached up to clamp his fingers onto a breast, thumb making circles upon a nipple, dark eyes set upon her as he felt his pants along with his underwear being dragged down and off his legs, his quite ready erection now free from its restraints.

"..hn... Neji.."
Their future... that future they both wished for, it was about to be made.

She let out a gasp at being grabbed so suddenly, arching into his hand as she tugged his pants off completely. The table was right there, and she'd certainly have to wash these cushions later tomorrow, but for now...?

Well, it was their house, she decided with some determination, leaning down for another kiss.

He let out a moan, free hand tangling into her hair, just at the back of her neck. He had seen her every day since months, he knew she had never been as beautiful as she was now... and he could say for certainty that she would trump this tomorrow, and so on.

This... was how love worked.

And the kiss went on, and on, dark eyes looking into white.

She kept her eyes on him as she pressed into the kiss, only pulling back to catch her breath and smirk down at him. The location was wrong, the approach inappropriate, but right now? She could think of nothing more perfect.

"Sasuke..."

Location? What location? There was absolutely nothing wrong with being next to the dinner table. The approach was absolutely flawless as far as he was concerned.

"Neji..."he could feel his body quivering with desire, excitement ever-rising at the thought they would be conceiving... or at least this was the plan. Having a child was the most undeniable proof of love... and did they ever love each other.

He briefly leaned over to nuzzle her cheek and brush lips against hers.

"I love you." he whispered erection prodding at her entrance.

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

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