Yuzuki.
Taking her was one of the most fascinating things that he never thought he could live. If you asked him, he would probably answer something ambiguous, but real: Having her was like a known new sensation.
He knew her whole. Complete. From the ticklish tips of her toes to the spot in her back that made her shiver with wanton. And wow did he know how she trembled when ecstasy controlled her whole being!
Guided, following each of her words, he had surprised her with spasms that shook him every time that his arms embraced her, because, romantic as he was, it was impossible for him to miss every opportunity to hold her when a pout of passion distorted her features.
That wink that guaranteed him that the end was near. The hushed growl that called him in a mutilated fast pace "Waka" as she rode him, or when he penetrated her by taking her hips as her face was against the pillow and the speed was the one she demanded, even when his tongue traced kisses between the lips of her quim.
Waka, Waka, Waka and the growl escaping her lips with rapture before shaking furiously as if life abandoned her body. And his with hers.
He knew her whole. And she knew him.
Because without the need of words she was able to lick him the way he liked. Sucking with the exact pressure that made him lose his moral and become completely visceral. She knew how and where to touch him to transform him into the beast he truly was. A passionate and reluctant stallion that liked the sound of his hips smacking into hers, whispering her name as a sacred mantra that retained her; with the Yuzuki on his tongue so she would know that she was the only thought on his mind along with the enchanting nakedness that pierced his sleep.
Yuzuki repeated again and again to quell the damp sound of skin clashing against each other. Yuzuki while he suddenly and roughly opened her legs to perpetrate her. Yuzuki choked between the erect buttons on her taffy colored breasts. Yuzuki to mix with the Waka caught between kisses.
Yuzuki, long and divided into trembling syllables as he ejaculates inside her. Yuzuki, weak and small, equal to how he feels while catching his breath and being overcome by slumber.
And of course, that short Yuzuki murmured between her breasts, as he licks her left nipple like a lost puppy, because it has a funny mole that he has taken a liking to.
Yuzuki with the arms of his Lorelei caressing his neck as she hums a lullaby.
Taking her is something that he knows by heart, and still always continues to be so different each time.
This fic is a translation of the work by my friend Misao Kirimachi Surasai here in FF and our GREAT Beta Kanela (arigatou Bitch Kun!). Please subscribe to both of us.
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