#smuttiness

Degrading kink, praise kink, oral, jerking him off, vulgar language, penetration, blowjob, flirting, self pleasure, cute

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You were impatient. Shu smirked and held his arms up as you hurriedly took his shirt off. With a lewd grin, he returned the favor. Shivering with arousal you lifted your legs as he pulled your underwear down, leaving you naked, with your legs parted. Shu got up off the bed and watched you pull down his briefs with lust-filled eyes.

Smiling up at him, you took his length in your hand and started stroking, moving up and down. "You're already grabbing my cock like that? Heh." "I'll do more than grab." You leaned forward and took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. He groaned and gently fisted your hair.

"Look up at me." You did, smiling around his dick. "Your horny eyes...what a good little slut. Yes, deeper." You sucked harder, maintaining eye contact. You became more arouse and licked every inch of him. "That face you're making, tell me, do you love having my cock in your mouth?" You nodded eagerly, the action around his dick making him groan in pleasure. "Heh, I knew it from the very beginning. You love having your mouth stuffed with cock. You're such a whore."

It was awkward but you were so needy that as you sucked him off, you moved one of your hands to rub your clit. "Fuuuuck...You couldn't even wait for me." Shu said, his eyes zeroing in your fingers playing with yourself. He stroked your hair. "Fucking desperate whore. Touching yourself like that. Only a whore like you would have no shame." He chuckled, but when you sucked his tip hard he moaned and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. You bobbed your head and he gripped your hair tighter, his body tensing.

He unleashed his seed inside your mouth with a sexy moan. You swallowed and made a big show of licking the extra cum from your lips, which made him chuckle. "What a face you're making. A slut, but a pretty slut."

You squealed in delight as he pushed you down on the bed. He spread your legs wide and moved inbetween them. You could feel his dick against your inner thigh and you wrapped your legs around his hips.

He took one of your breasts in his hand and he lavished kisses and small little nibbles on your other breast. "Shu..." you whimpered. He kissed a trail down your torso, now both of his strong hands massaging your breasts, before he got to your sex. You squealed again as he lifted your legs onto his shoulders, but sighed in pleasure when he pressed kiss after kiss against your sensitive flesh. "Ngh...Haa..." "You taste so sweet." He murmured. He licked you and your hand shot out, grabbing his hair. "Shu! Keep going." You pleaded.

"Yeah? The little slut can't get enough." He dove back in, licking and sucking your clit. You writhed in pleasure, grabbing his head as you practically grinded your hips into his face. "Yes, Moan loud, just like that." He muttered before trailing his tongue up to your clit again. "Good girl. Let everyone know what a slut you are for my tongue." You moaned again, your body trembling. "Good girl. Just like that."

Your legs shook and you could feel the building of your orgasm. Shu's muscular arms held you down as you thrashed and moaned louder and louder until you shattered, cumming against his face. "Haaa...haa..." you panted, pressing your hand against your breasts. Your lover got up and kissed you, and you melted into it, touching his face with one hand, the fingers on your other hand curling around the back of his neck.

The two of you kissed for a few moments, panting against each other. His hands roamed your waist and breasts, and yours roamed his broad shoulders and strong arms. He pressed a kiss to your nose, making you giggle.

Shu positioned himself so his cock was aligned, holding himself up he started to move in. You gripped the sheets and your head leaned back, you moaned as he slid in, stretching you in the most delicious way. Shu groaned quietly when he was buried fully inside you.

You lifted your legs and he smirked. "Fuck yeah. Keep them wide." You nodded and grabbed his shoulders. You moaned his name as he pounded into you. "Fuck. So fucking tight." He panted, biting your shoulder, which made you cry out.

He let himself lean fully on top of you, and in response you wrapped your arms around his neck and moved your legs higher, allowing your lover better access. He hit a sweet spot and you moaned, arching your hips. Shu groaned your name into your ear.

He grunted and growled. He put one hand in between your bodies and rubbed your clit expertly. Your nails dug into his skin in response and you closed your eyes, chasing your release. Grinding against him desperately you whimpered and cried until you climaxed onto his cock.

"Fuck!" Shu groaned and pounded into you faster. He gripped your arms and held you down as he thrusted harder, approaching his own orgasm. His blue eyes bore into yours until he closed them, his body tensing again. He moaned and fell on top of you, panting loudly as he cummed inside you.

For a few minutes you just panted and held each other, as you felt his large cock grow soft. He kissed you and pulled out, then spread out next to you and pulled you into his arms. You kissed his chest.

"Heh, as long as you're a slut for me, I don't mind."

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Jake. Jake sully. Jake fucking sully. The Avatar that’s been haunting your dreams and daydreams. His hulking blue frame and roguishly attractive aroma haunted your every god damned thought. I mean how could he not? His tenacious smirk, beautiful hair, and that gorgeous gorgeous voice of his had you fawning over him like a little puppy. But it wasn’t always that way, of course not. In fact, you hadn’t really noticed Jake sully, ‘the Toruk Makto’ not until the big blue alien had started following you around like some gaurd dog a few months ago. Like it was a hobby, like it was his duty. That, that is when you noticed the blue avatar. That’s when you noticed his burning hot gaze on your behind, the gaze that sent chills down your spine. That was when you first noticed Jake sully.

Soon after his stalkerish behaviors Jake had finally started to make interactions with you. Such as asking ‘how your day was’ or telling you that ‘your hair looked nice’ even as far as sneaking up behind you and capturing you in unexpected embraces. But that was after he had started to grow on you. But oh boy, The way his arms wrapped around your form intoxicated you to the very core, made you feel a warmth you hadn’t ever felt before. A warmth that you never wanted to go away, never.

But no matter what the hulking blue alien did to make you feel at ease you always had one thought on your mind. ‘Jake was a mated man’ Jake had a mate. And that thought was the only thought that had seemed to keep you at bay. You stood absolutely no chance. But his warmth, oh his warmth. You just wished it would never leave.

And that warmth never did go away, and neither did Jake sully, because that warmth had ended up filling your core. And oh it was so hot, sticky, and passionate when it had happened to. The way his hulking form towered over yours, or the soft little whimpers of praise that left his throat with each thrust had you hooked. Hooked in a way you never thought was possible. And the thought of being so hooked to someone, Especially a mated man scared you. But what scared you even more was the fact that Jake sully never left your mind, not ever.

You should have been disgusted with yourself after it had happened. After you had brought about the cheating on Netyiri, Such a kind and beautiful Na’vi. But not only should you have felt disgusted with yourself for that, you should have felt disgusted because of the age gap. Jake was 28 for heavens sake. And you? You were 19. You were 19 well over ‘mating’ age in the words of the Tsahìk. And that had reminded you of your conversion not only a couple days ago.

A hand being placed on your shoulder had your attention being drawn to its user your brows and ears both quirked up. You’d expected it to be a friend, maybe some random boy. But no, all you were met with was the harsh, stone cold gaze of the Tsahìk.

“(Y/N), you’re well over mating age. I think it’s time you find yourself a mate. A strong man, a warrior...”blah..blah..blah…

that was all you heard coming from her mouth during the encounter. But- the Tsahìk was right, and you knew that. Deep down you knew. But even deeper down a part of you wanted to have Jake all for your self, wanted to be his mate, a part that didn’t want to let him go. mean how could you? How could you let go of a man like that? Was a thought that played in your mind on repeat.

Your mindless and aimless wandering during your thoughts had ended up bringing you to the middle of base, a couple tents away from Jake’s. And you hadn’t quite noticed until the sound of laughing children had your head and ears swiftly jerkin in the direction of the noises. Your heart sunk when your eyes met the scene before you. It was all 6 of them, Spider, Netayum, Lo’ak, Tuk, Netyiri, and Jake. Now it wouldn’t have been such a problem if they all hadn’t been laughing, smiling, teasing, and playing all together like the happiest family you’d ever seen. But they were, and it made your heart sink. You couldn’t take that from Jake, you couldn’t take Jake from that he loved his family too much for that. And you finally saw that.

“Oh Ewya, how could I have been such an idiot..”

You were so stupid, you were an idiot. How could you be such and idiot? Jake had a mate, Jake had children, ‘Jake had children’ you brought a shaky hand to your face dragging the flesh of your palm against the palm of your cheek. An exaggerated sight would leave your throat once reality finally set it. You brought about the cheating Netyiri, you helped Jake cheat on his mate. Betray his family. Betray himself. You did that. You did that.

A uneasy queasiness set into the pit your stomach as a sour and tart taste began to fill your mouth coating your taste buds. Quickly you’d rush a hand to your stomach and the other to your mouth. Your feet scurried against the smooth rocky floor as you tried to find a corner to let your body do its thing. But before you knew it a gag would fill the air as the remains of your lunch hit the floor with a noisy spat.

‘Fuck’

A light sheen of sweat would coat your forehead from the toll puking had taken on your body. You’d shake your head in annoyance at the world and situation your tail whipping furiously and ears falling back in regret.

“Maybe the Tsahìk was right..’

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Laughter would fill the air your tail whipping as you sat next to Etäay a joke he had made a couple seconds ago causing laughter to rip through the both of you, a blush painting your features at the proximity of the Na’vi.

Etäay was a funny man, in his late 20s and an excellent hunter. Definitely a Na’vi you wouldn’t have expected to have a sense of humor, But he did. He was a taller Na’vi, skinner, more lean than anything else. His hair in one long thick braid, with two smaller ones hanging in the front of his angular and chiseled face. He wasn’t Jake, not in the slightest, no where near close. No not at all. But you had finally decided to take the advice of the Tsahìk and try finding yourself a mate.

‘Jake wouldn’t mind’ you told yourself ‘Jake won’t care’ he had a family for Christ sake. And a mate. What had happened between the two of you was a mistake. A huge and forgettable one at that. So forget about it you did. Or at least try…

And try you did, but sometimes things just can’t be helped. Because when Etäay decided to lay a bold hand right on the apex of your thigh the sound of a crack coming from the branches above the both of you rippled through the forest causing your ears to fall back in fear as your body stiffened.

A nervous laugh would escape Etäay’s throat. He was just as startled as you were. And you didn’t blame him. Oh no you didn’t blame him at all. How could you when the atmosphere had changed so quickly? Everything had gone dark, a suck a gloomy feeling filling the air making it thick and hard to inhale. A feeling of being watched. stalked by unwanted and familiar eyes. It had your palms going clamy and throat dry. You knew those eyes, and you knew this presence.

“Jake..” it was barley audible, barley about a whisper.

“What?” Etäay would question from the side of you his hand leaving your thigh as he shuffled up uncomfortably. He obviously didn’t catch what you said.

“N-nothing, I’m sorry Etäay but I’m off to bed.” You’d pause “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

But deep down, a part of you knew you weren’t going to be seeing him tomorrow. Because a part of you knew Jake wasn’t going to let you.

As you shuffled up from your seat on the forest floor Etäay would give you his farewells before you scurried off like a little mouse. Your heart was thumping, beating just as fast as your mind was racing. ‘Was that really Jake? Or am I just paranoid?’ You asked yourself as you dodged, weaved, jumped, and maneuvered around the forest and it’s obstacles. But after shuffling around the forest for about 10 minutes your heart and mind had finally calmed down. A laugh would leave your throat, the sound echoing around the quiet forest.

You mumbled to yourself as you looked around the trunk of a girthy tree “I was definitely paranoid-“ a choke would fill the air as a giant and roughy blue hand met your throat with a harsh jab, long and thin fingers wrapping around the nape of your neck in a tight, vice like grip. Immediately your air was cut off and your body thrown against the bark of the girthy tree. An animalistic growl echoed through the forest, and rattled every bone in your body shaking you down to your very core your thighs rubbing together subconsciously.

‘Jake’

“Oh sweet girl I think you were paranoid just enough.”

Your eyes widened in confirmation at the sound of Jake, oh god jakes voice had your ears falling back and your tail wrapping around your own thigh. Jakes voice was almost hypnotizing a hint of anger and a promise of threat laced in his words, A cherry on top just for you.

Jakes grip on your neck only tightened, the danger of the lack of oxygen causing a sweet and sticky slick to form between your folds as your thighs rubbed together in unison. Black spots starting to cloud your vision, jakes yellow honey dew eyes never leaving yours, not even for a split second. Another aggressive growl would leave his throat as he held your body against the bark of the tree. Your hands would shoot to jakes forearms your nails digging into his blue flesh, breaking skin, drawing blood as you fought the brink of consciousness and unconsciousness. Your eyes would flutter closed as you tried to suck in a breath that wasn’t granted. Your vision getting blacker, blacker by the second. Your body and limbs weakening your hands slipping from jakes forearm as you slipped into unconsciousness. That was until a weight was finally lifted from your throat your knees hitting the forest floor with a loud thud.

Your gasps of air would fill the quiet forest as Jakes giant form loomed over your tiny one, him even taller as you sat on your knees your hand shooting to your throat in an attempt to ease the pain. There was definitely going to be a bruise you thought. A dark and very noticeable Bruise. A mark he was going to leave you with to remember him. The sounds of steps, jakes steps would have you shooting your head up to look at the man.

“You think you can just go around fucking, flirting or even looking in the direct on other guys sweet heart? …?” Jakes tone was dark, each word he spoke with a possessive snarl his canines glistening in the dark of the forest. “You think that’s okay?” Jake would quirk a brow at you.

A scoff would leave your throat as your hand continued to rub and sooth the bruising flesh.

“You don’t own me Jake. You’re a mated man.” Your words were thick, full of truth and venom. “So yes, I can go around. I can go around and find myself a mate. And he’ll be the only one allowed to touch me and make love to me.” Your ears would perk up with pride as you looked up to the man before you, still resting on your knees.

Jakes ears would twitch at your words, his whole body moving in a quick blur as his hand reached for your face his hand gripping your cheeks forcing them into an ‘o’ shape straining your neck to look up at him as he pulled you from your knees to your feet.

Jake was radiating heat and anger, his eyes boring holes into your very soul. He was fuming and oh my did it make slick run down your thigh. You liked him like this, liked him manhandling you. Like him choking you. Got you loved him choking you. He’d never done that before but now, now you were hooked. A dark look would cross jakes features as he stared at your ‘o’ shaped mouth and sinister smirk coating his beautiful face as an idea crossed his mind. Quickly Jake would shove you back down to your knees with a snarl his hands knotting into your hair the skin on the back of your scalp burning from his grip tears threatening to spill from the pain.

In a blur Jake would remove his groin cloth, an unholy groan leaving his lips as his member spring free from its confinement. Your eyes would widen when his long, blue, shaft collided with the skin of your cheek. The sight had your mouth weathering as you counted the bumps and ridges of his member saliva threatening to spill at any moment. Jakes grip on your hair would tighten, a slap to your cheek brining you back to reality causing you to look back up at the dominating Na’vi with doe eyes.

Another slap to your cheek, “open your fucking mouth.” Jakes honey dew eyes were staring right back into yours not an ounce of forgiveness in his orbs.

you wanted to resist you really wanted to, bout how could you? This man was your poison and you would do anything to get a taste even if it meant death. So, you obliged with a more than happy heart. Sticking your tongue out in the most sultry way as a pool of saliva ran from your tongue down the the forest floor. Im that moment you swear you heard jake suck in a breath and stutter. His demeanor faltering for only a second. But only for a second because before you knew it jakes member was getting shoved in and out of your throat in a ruthless and unforgiving pace, each thrust leaving you on the verge of gagging as his ridges caught onto parts of your throat only making the abuse on your throat worse. Ruthlessly Jake would fuck into your throat, small curses and growls leaving his throat as tears trickled down your blue cheeks your ears back and tail stiff.

“O-oh I’m not gonna make love to you b-baby girl, I’m gonna fuck you.” Jake would spit his words through his teeth with venom trying his best not to moan or let his demeanor fall.

A moan would fill your throat at jakes words, the vibrations from your throat brining Jake closer the the edge his thrusts getting faster and faster, quicker and sloppier. Sticky and sweet Slick was running down your thighs, the feeling of jakes member ramming into the back of your throat causing you an embarrassing amount of pleasure and ecstasy.

“Oh yeah you like that? Like the thought of me fucking you and taking you from behind huh sweet girl..?” A slap to your cheek and the tightening grip on your hair would cause another moan to leave your throat as you rubbed your thighs together in an attempt to ease some of your desire. “Yeah you do, fuck yeah you do you…” jakes thrusts we’re accentuated with his last few words as he reached his orgasm. “cause. You’re. Fucking. Mine.”

Jakes mouth would fall open when he finally reached his climax his head and ears falling back in pleasure and bliss as his hot and sticky seed coated the back of your abused throat.

Panting would fill the air as jake slowly removed his hand from your hair along with his member from your throat in a quick motion. Tears would stain your blue cheeks your skin damp and wet as you brought a shaky hand to the flesh in an attempt to dry your skin. Subconsciously you were still rubbing your thighs together as you bit your lip. Jake still standing tall in front of you.

“Oh we’re not done baby girl.” Jakes words were filled with a threat.

Roughly and forcefully jakes hands would find their way to your waist the blue Na’vi making easy work of flipping you onto your stomach, so that you were face down and ass up. Jakes hand would rub soothing Circles onto the flesh of your behind as he lined himself up with your entrance. You waited in anticipation. You knew it was going to hurt, be painful. Especially with a Na’vi of his size and girth. But you’d never expected him to do what he was just about to do, suddenly jakes hand was lifted from your arse, your hips would rut in the air in retaliation, you wanted him to touch you. To stretch you around his fingers to warm you up for him, but when the sudden sound of a slap filling the air and a quick shot of pain from between your legs came out of nowhere a mewl of pain and surprise escaped your throat.

“Y-you..” you couldn’t speak, you were in too much pain from jakes actions. From him thrusting his whole length into you in one go, without stretching you out or warming you up.

“Shhh, shhh, shhh baby girl. It’s okay. You’re okay.. fuck- fuck you’re squeezing me so good…” Jake would sit bottomed out inside of you for a few seconds before he finally decided to take his length almost all the way out just to slam right back into you. “…you deserve this, this is what you get sweet thing. D-daddy’s gotta teach you a lesson.”

A moan of pleasure and pain would leave your lips when jakes hand found it’s way to your throat for the second time of the night, the man’s large, long, and slender fingers wrapping all the way around your delicate throat as he pulled your back to his chest to he could cradle you one hand snaking to pleasure your little bundle of pleasure and nerves. Your body was on fire, jakes hand on your throat, his harsh thrusts, harsh words and harsh tone, his warmth was enough to set off every single nerve in your body.

“J-jake.. please.”

A laugh would rumble from jakes chest as he mumbled a ‘Nuh uh’ his fingers making quick and great work of your clit the action brining you closer and closer to the edge.

“Daddy’s gotta remind you who this pussy belongs to baby girl, he’s gotta remind you that you’re mine. He’s gotta show you what happens when you talk to other guys.” Jakes voice was sultry and demanding as his thrusts got faster and faster, deeper and deeper, roughy and rougher by the second.

You’d chant jakes name as he brought you closer and closer to the edge, climax, your orgasm. His grip on your neck only tightening as he pulled your back tighter against his chest, his eyes landing on the bulge that formed in your belly with each thrust. A guttural groan would leave jakes throat at the sight, his hips now pistoling into you at an unforgiving pace the sight making him chase his and your high.

A sharp moan would leave your throat as your nails dug into jakes forearm as he fucked you flush against his chest the angle causing him to hit deeper and deeper your velvety and gummy walls spasming around him, gripping onto him like a vice, suctioning, pulling him back into you with each of his thrusts.

The finally a knot would snap sending you into cloud nine, oblivion, All you saw was white as you scream jakes name and closed your eyes in pure ecstasy and pleasure your orgasm crashing into you like an ocean wave your ears falling back in triumph.

Jake would continue to piston into your weeping and swollen cunt your juices dripping down the both of your thighs as the sound of wet skin slapping skin filled the forest air. Jakes tail would wrap itself around your thigh as his ears fell back.

“Daddy’s gonna make you a mommy.”

Your eyes would shoot open at his words, but it was far too late jakes hips already sputtering as he stilled inside of you spilling his hot and sticky seed inside of you an ever so present bulge poking out from your tummy as both of your juices mixed onto the forest floor.

“That’s Daddy’s lesson.”

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The heavy pull over blanket pushed under your head for more comfort but it only seemed to cause you to have either his shoulder in your face or a head of spikey hair. Your hands rested lightly on his each of his clothed shoulders as you tried to understand these new feelings. Your nibble fingers gripping every so slightly. The warmth that was developing within you like a pool of water. And you wanted to add something else but the both of you were still fully clothed.

Of course you had never been with a man but hearing from the other women ,with their experiences, around this mansion could fill in the blanks. And you for sure knew that by time you were on your back the clothes were gone. You let out a sudden gasp from your lips at the actions of this flame hashira.

His awkward open mouthed kisses he placed upon your neck. The way his tongue swirled into that opened kiss making you meow softly. Your thighs tightening ever so slightly at his clothed waist.

The way his hands were awkwardly groping your body. Feeling his fingers dig into your sides as you heard his little gasps every time you squirmed under him. Accidently pushing your body closer or rubbing against certain parts of his hard body.

You could feel his very firm hands grasping and fumbling up and down your body. He would even be so close to touching your clothed breast, but he'd pause hovering with an open palm. You could feel his panting breath stop everytime as his hands hovered before going back down, grasping your curved waist awkwardly .

It was as if he was hesitant in touching in certain area's.

Did he not like your body? Were you not full enough in certain areas?

Was he going to run off ?? Was he going to end this marriage before it even started because he thought you were ugly?

He apologized finally after so many minute's of this session of groping any where but your breast and other intimate areas and kissing of your neck. "Please understand." He whispers his tone holding urgency. His cheek pressed against yours firmly. The sensation of his smooth jawline moving against your cheek as he spoke.

His hot breathe seeming to almost make you melt as you felt each huff and puff on your ear as he speaks. Your eyes focused upward to the wooden ceiling as your eyes traced over the wooden beams trying to listen. But how can you when your heart beat is drowning out every world he says. The ends of his different colored hair tickling the edge of your nose. His board shoulders nearly smothering your face but you felt too nervous to move.

"I want to be sure you get the best experience.. but I regret to say this but I have never" He pauses in his small speech his ever boisterous voice now a small whisper " I have never had this type of partnership with a women." He finished.

How should you respond to that ?

For this flame Hashira to be a virgin was a shocker!

You'd always thought most slayer men at his age.... This was impossible... He traveled... He should have at least one experience.. Right? Is that why you both were still fully clothed? He had no idea how to approach this matter.

"Again, it is your choice if you wish to carry on with an inexperienced man like me. I will understand if you wish to stop. " Kyojuro responded.

"Um Well-Well.," You stutter as you try to talk but your tongue feels as if its trapped behind your teeth refusing to move to make a sentence. Again with choices!

"Damnit" Kyojuro cursed interrupting you from your stuttering madness his head still at the side of yours his hands leaving from you waist to be placed on either side of your head. His fingers held tightly to the bedding below you as he spoke ." I will fail my father. He will hear of this and add another example to his book of why I am worthless."

His father?

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That was the man that chosen you out of the line of women. You could remember that day as if it were yesterday. The firm grab and the smell of his musk had made you want to vomit. His breathe fawning over your face his red gaze narrowing as he smirked. Bringing his free hand across his face brushing away salvia.

"You...You will do."

Remembering the words of the other women.

"Ugh thank goodness that wasn't me chosen."

"Yeah the curse was chosen ha. Looks like her unluckiness has caught up to her finally."

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You bring your arms around his shoulder holding him close. "Ky-Kyojuro.. You have no worries from me because I have nothing to compare too." You whisper back feeling that heat you'd been feeling in your stomach go to your face. That mere sentence must have set something off in him.

Because you felt under your hands his clothed back muscles move and push up. His wide eyed orange gaze starring at you as there was a moment of pause between the two of you. His tongue swapped his lower lip before smashing his lips onto yours catching you off guard.

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You were on laying on your side slowly waking up. The sunlight's heat beating upon you back from behind you. A cool breeze passed through the room from the opened sliding door. It felt so refreshing on your skin making you snuggle more into your blanket.

It was a nice chill of a breeze indicating that fall was coming around the corner. You wondered as you moved again in your spot on the futon where the other warm body had gone. You didn't want to turn on your side and check if Kyojuro was up or not.

"Well, go on Rengoku tell me how it went you flashy naughty boy you." A male inquired his tone holding that of playfulness . You couldn't put the voice to a face at all. Who was that man?

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Sfw

°Is a bit shy at first and often tries to take your hand. But he always pulls it away at the last moment. Before you often take the decision away from him and just take his hand.

°He loves it when you play with his hair, whether you twist it, pull it lightly or just follow the waves. He wouldn't really admit it, but at some point he would ask you to do the most beautiful hairstyles for him. Because he knows it makes you happy.

°Generally, you are the most important thing to him and he does everything for you. Do you need a hug he will always hold you, always pull you to him. Are you cold? No problem he gives you everything. His jacket, his shirt, himself. Everything.

°He wants to share everything with you. Bring you closer to his films and favourite characters. You make him the happiest man when you just listen to him while he tells you about the Stab films. And you go to fairs together. Maybe even perform together in front of the camera.

°He is proud when you ask him if you can join the film club and he insists that you get the same recognition as he does. You will be his film queen. And it's the best thing for him when you work on scripts together or work through them together.

°He blushes like a tomato when you kiss him without warning in front of his friends. Before he tries to exaggerate it with a giggle. Even if he won't admit it, secretly he loves it when you surprise him. And show his friends that you're together.

nsfw

°You quickly realise that he is asking you to be the dominant and leading part of the relationship. Whether at the school dance, during kissing or during sex. It has always been his weakness, his secret wish to be dominated by you.

°He would do anything for you. Anything at all. Tell him to kneel down and beg you. You have him kneeling before you with the most submissive expression in his blue eyes you can imagine. Tell him to pamper and adore you, you have him between your legs, the most beautiful words would come from his lips while he gives you the best orgasm.

°He already gets hot and gets a erection when you just look at him challengingly. One wink too clear, one kiss too intense and one touch too much and he's yours. And you both know it's always going to come down to that until you end up in the bedroom. And he mutters and mumbles to you, explaining what you are doing to him, while you lovingly, but with a certain demand, kiss him.

°To the kinks, the boy definitely has a weakness for dominant women. He will also call you Mommy, Mam or Mistress and that is almost without shame. I think he also has a praise kink. Stroke his hair or cheek and he turns into a red stuttering whimpering something. Especially when you ride him he is a praising moaning mess.

°It is almost an honour for him to touch you. Not without your consent, of course, but he adores every part of your body. Everything, just everything, from the softness of your breasts that he loves when his hands lie on them and massage them. Your hips when he reaches out and touches you. All the way to your centre when he gets down on his knees for you.

°His favourite position is when you ride him and he can see you completely. He gives up control to you and you take the pace, let him beg and give him what he wants. When you praise him and call him a good boy. He literally melts between your hands.

°Believe me, in a relationship, Charlie Walker is all yours.

This was something she missed. The thrill of a fight. A fight with her life on the line. Sasuke’s red eyes made her heart hammer with excitement. He was so focused on beating her. Sakura never once stopped to question why they were fighting or what got her in this situation. There was such a thrilled grin on her face each time she dodged him.

Sakura always did wonder how she measured up against him. After all those years of training and work.

Despite Sasuke’s speed and his Sharingan, Sakura was doing an amazing job holding her own. In her mind, her life was on the line. It was either him or her, and she wasn’t going to bow out so easy! Embarrassingly, she was getting worked up in a much different way from the fight. She wasn’t sure what was the biggest turn on for her. The fact that her life was on the line or the fact she was facing off against /Sasuke./ Call her insane but despite everything he’s done to her, she still has feelings for him. Even now, when she looked into those focused, red eyes, she felt weak against him. He could easily have her wrapped around his finger. 

And that weakness is what allowed Sasuke to manage to throw her to the ground. One of his Chidori attacks nearly made contact with her, causing her to stumble back and then hit the ground. Quickly, Sakura tried to recover, rolling onto her stomach to push herself back up but his knee forced her back against the ground. 

This was it–

This was how she dies–

At least it was by someone she loved–

Sakura closed her eyes, waiting for the final blow but was startled when his hands roughly tore down her pants and panties. Exposing how embarrassingly wet she was, “W-what!” Her eyes flew open, face going red as she looked over her shoulder, seeing him pull out his large, hard cock. This… This was not the direction she was expecting things to go. Her body certainly wasn’t complaining. Feeling a rush of heat going through her seeing how hard he was for her. 

“O-oh fuck–!!”

A cry left her. Sasuke didn’t hesitate to slam himself into her. It felt just so real. Her tight insides stretched around him while also squeezing down on him. Her hands pulled at the grass under her. 

Sasuke fucked her so roughly. Rougher than anyone has ever done before. Her very core shook with each thrust. Sakura could tell he didn’t care about her pleasure, only focusing on claiming her. It felt amazing to be so roughly used. He forced out so many pleasured sounds from her. Her insides twisted as her orgasm built inside her. She could tell he was getting close too by the way his cock twitched inside her. Was he going to cum inside her? Fuck, she’s going to get pregnant! And it turned her on so much!

Sasuke grunted, just about ready to cum, and suddenly the dream was over. Sakura woke up alone and in bed. Sweating, and trembling. She was JUST at the cusp of orgasm before it was yanked away. Leaving her so frustrated and needy,

“FUCK!!” 

Sakura loudly cursed, now pissed off it was all just a dream. She’s already been sexually frustrated lately, and now it was WORSE!! And it was ALL Sasuke’s fault!