#sauske.interactions

[TEXT]: i can't wait to kiss you

The early morning farmer's market was always the best. Sauske liked to take the weekends off so it was the perfect opportunity for a little shopping date. "You've got to try Farmer Liu's fruits." The male spoke, walking her over and greeting the farmer as they browsed the selections. After purchasing a couple of fruits for his home, he hands over an apple. "Try it. You won't regret it."

 How often did someone get an empty passenger train? It felt like this city was constantly buzzing with people, but tonight it felt almost silent. The time 1:30am buzzed on the electronic clock that was above them, while they illuminated the room with sounds of kissing and moans. Maybe the alochol in his system gave him the confidence—or maybe he just missed her this much—but he was not holding back. The, typically conservative and sheepish, man had slowly turned into some kind of sexual beast throughout the night. "I'm so glad we didn't uber home..." Sauske blushed, gently letting his thumb wipe over their lower lip then slide into her mouth. "I missed you so much."

They'd fucked on every surface of the large living room space—and haven't even made it into the bedroom. Now he choked her, while she lay on the couch. There was so much cum and spit on her face and chest that it made her look like a mess. God, he was so in love.

The images of evil sirens played in the back of his mind. But his curiosity was too great. If he were to die, this wouldn't be the worst way to go. Going down some steps and reaching the lower deck, he calls out. "Hey!" The tone was slightly hushed, so not to cause a commotion. In his head he was begging for the other to reciprocate interest. 

Night-time animals can be heard from outside the rented RV. After a long day of traveling, Sauske was exhausted. But not too exhausted to finally have the other in bed. It was their first roadtrip together and everything was going perfectly. Day one was finished and Sauske intended to make their first night a memorable one. He was hovered over her, kissing her lips tenderly before sliding off the bed and between her legs. "I want to eat you out so bad." The male laughed, biting his lip and looking up at her. "Take your fucking pants off." He smirked.

It was raining and the sun would be back up in a few hours. Sauske should be sleeping since he had work tomorrow but he couldn't help but get restless. He hated this sensation. It only ever crept up once in a blue moon. Tonight he felt particularly insecure. The thought of his woman with another man would be earth-shattering to any other man but Sauske and Moira's relationship was the most pure thing on this planet. But some nights anxiety got the best of him. So he lay awake in bed, nervously scrolling through social media in an attempt to block out the thoughts. A particularly loud video of played which caused him to disregard the sounds of the front door opening. When the bedroom door started to open, he locked his phone and feigned sleep.

They were selected because of their chemistry. Their relationship, on the show, was the most popular television show ships, according to various tabloids. Some outlets even called for the two to date in real life, wishing that they'd dump their current partners—their photos on the red carpet always stirred the pot. But they'd never kissed (thanks to the writing staff and the love of making every true romance a slow burn). That was true, until today. It was early in the day, though the set made it look like the evening in her bedroom. The door closes and the two begin kissing. Instant fireworks. His arms wrap around her as he says the line, "I've wanted to do this for so long." As they fall onto the bed, the lights begin to dim and a loud CUT! is heard above the sounds of kissing. But he doesn't stop... Not for another few seconds. When they finally pull away, he looks at her with a wide blush.