Chapter 10
He leaned forward toward her lips, fully invested in the sensations now. His eyes appeared to be almost glowing. Her eyes were focused on his lips as they got closer. She tried to draw back in consternation, but the sand held her still. When their lips met she melted into him, clinging to his robe and pulling him into her. He didn’t resist.
He was almost dragging her across his desk, shoving the paperwork aside. While office make-outs were kinky they weren’t exactly comfortable. He flickered them to the bedroom that was attached to the office. Not that he’d needed it before being a bit of a workaholic and the fact that he thought naps were for the weak-minded. Temari had insisted it be outfitted though. Now it would be put to good use.
When her head hit the comforter he crawled on top of her nuzzling into her neck and breathing in deeply.
The sand bracelet unwove from her wrist without her noticing, too wrapped up in his presence. Or was it that his presence meant the bracelet was no longer necessary?
They knew each other having had that link, and yet they didn’t know anything about each other, emotionally, physically, intimately. They would find out of course.
She mewled and arched up into him, seeking the contact and the emotions that the sand had given her previously.It wasn’t the same, it was better. He had shed his sand armor upon entering the room, so the texture of his clothes rubbed up against her bare limbs, aching with a promise of more.
He muffled a curse and began taking off some of the extra cloth of his official robes, throwing the ridiculous hat into a corner.
As soon as he was down to his boxers he began pulling off her pants reaching into one of the pockets and removing a kunai at the same time. It was good to be prepared for some difficulty with her blouse. He smirked slightly as her panties were revealed, they were the same wine red as her top. Before he could get any further though, he felt Sora’s arms wind around his neck and teeth nip sharply into his left earlobe.
He growled and felt his arousal spike at the feel. He jerked his head away, leaving a stream of blood behind, which he ignored in favor of kissing her roughly and using the kunai to cut through her top and bra. Careful not to touch her skin, but making sure she felt the coldness of the blade. They were ninja, the promise of violence was a necessity.
Releasing her lips, he trailed open-mouthed kisses down to the top of her panties. Where he stopped and looked up at her. Then slowly as if to extend the experience, he took the top of her panties and began dragging them down her legs, making sure to look in her eyes the entire time.
She watched him with hooded eyes, clutching the coverlet beneath her to stop her from reaching for him.