Author: Langrey Kea.
Fandom: Naruto .
Claim: Namikaze Minato / Uchiha Itachi.
Topic: # 16.
Title: Act.
Summary: Well, basically all are stories of Minato and Itachi and how one or another how the decisions they made throughout their lives, taken to be what they are now.
Warnings: cloying. Sweetish. Sometimes absurd attempts at drama. Inconsistencies. Yaoi. Alternate Universe.
Notes: * w * My first table, yay!
16. Act.
open your eyelids, feeling a few tears trickle down your face.
are not of sadness.
Perhaps joy.
But if you had to define it in some way, you'd have to admit it was by the torrent of emotions and feelings that shook and rattled every part of your body.
And just kissing your chest.
For a moment your mind will required you to take control of the situation ... but silenced the voice that cried in despair because you will not show you submissive.
threw your arms to reach with your hands Minato's face, strip it firmly enough to understand what you want at the time, and he obediently agrees to your request coming to your face, to kiss on the lips, slowly, savoring your warm saliva, memorizing every warm corner.
The kiss is broken and he keeps rubbing his naked hips against yours, which is in the same condition.
gasp.
His crotch bury you and makes your stomach burn. Most likely, yours is embedded in Ely feel a similar sensation.
You hear mumbling something in your ear, then lick your ear. You agree and you separate your legs, sliding on the bed, feeling like shapes around you. His tongue is inserted into your ear canal and a desperate gasp escapes your throat.
Devils!
feel that your body may convulse at any time.
His hands leave for a moment your body, but your mouth continues to attend every inch of skin on your face. And almost laughing with joy when you give a small bite out of your nose, but you instantly tense when you feel a finger (covered with a slippery substance fríay) delineate the line between your buttocks.
He then bumps invasive curious to what you were looking, and feel like its way inside and your body's natural rejection. A kiss on your temple and you're dealing with comforting words.
The feeling becomes less incordiante. And then you realize that there is only one, now two ... and when you think that is enough, and not fingers wet with lubricant ... sex is covered in the seminal fluid that enters slowly.
moan.
clinging on his back, digging your nails into the soft skin, marked with small crescents. Your legs wrap it, clinging as best they can, because the powerful assaults and tremors that causes you pleasure, prevent squeeze it too hard.
you feel it hit that special spot.
That makes you open your eyes with surprise, that makes you breathe in desperately and further accelerates your altered heart.
The muttering you hear your name, your skin kiss, lick your sweat, his fingers tangled in your hair to make ladees head and chew over and your neck again, marcándote as their property.
not expect from someone who is considered a generous person by nature.
continues moving against you, swaying her hips, making you scream for more, craving his hands down your body, your skin tattooing lips with fire.
smile.
feel like the movement is easier, as its member slides more easily between your buttocks, clenching your teeth wears minutes early so you know perfectly well that the warm liquid dripping from your post, is his semen.
You get a deep kiss, do not even know where it was, but their bellies are soaked by your milky substance, and that kiss contains all the bits of pleasure still nest on their bodies.
You open your eyelids, seeking to focus your dark puddles its bright blue gems. I smile and he makes another kiss on your forehead.
no longer need anything else.
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