Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto plot or it's characters. I just like to play with them.
Summary: Darkness is consumed by cruelty. Love thrives in the dark. A series of oneshots.
Status: Incomplete
Rating: M
Posted: 02/02/10
Author's Note: This oneshot is just me having fun.
Watch her…
Red eyes glinted, silhouetted by leaves. They devoured the lithe form of a young woman sleeping on her futon. His eyes dripped along the contours of her hips and breasts, never letting her body out of his perspective as he delicately glided along the branch to her window…
As if you never want her to disappear…
Taste her…
Seductive thin lips dared themselves upon their female counterpart. Waking her from the slumber he revealed to his vision; her viridian green eyes. Her mouth was wide in astonishment. And he leaned down once more and his long black hair pouring from his cloak and grazing her skin lightly. His breath mingled on her chapped lips and he heard her moan as his tongue darted out and licked her mouth.
As if she's quenching a thirst of a thousand years…
Adore her…
One hand gripped her hips, while another threaded its fingers in her pastel pink hair. His body, rid of its cloak and netted shirt, pressed lightly upon her warm body. Her nails scraped his back when he shifted his clothed and strained groin into hers. Her gasps shuddered and encased him. His mouth curved into her neck, and he nipped it. His hands were all the while worshiping her, remembering where she responded the most.
As if she's the key to your sanity…
And then love her…
Feelings and Desires clawed at his heart…that he knew didn't beat. But as he propelled himself to her core, he could sense her coming to her ecstasy. He pushed himself to her again and he felt satisfied when her curled toes dug into his back and her legs locked around his his own equilibrium of pleasure he silently rested his body on top of hers. His head resting on her right breast and his body was becoming calm and controlled once more. Waiting for her to fall asleep, he pulled out of her and stood. Redressing himself he regained the dangerous appearance he was renowned for and glanced down. Swiftly he placed the sheets properly on her and let his fingertips linger longer then he usually would. He disappeared and charming itself in the moonlight, a headband slashed in the middle from long ago rested in her grip.
To the brink of heaven, hell, and beyond…
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