"For a woman so crass," he smirked, "I never figured you'd be such a tender lover."
"Well, if a tempting opportunity that demands one to lose composure presents itself," she chuckled, her eyes slowly following the tips of her fingers as she lightly traced the contours of his toned chest, pitstopping at the scars she memorized all too well, "who am I to resist?" Her eyes snapped back to meet his onyx gaze. She flicked one brow upwards, teasing him, implying a challenge.
He licked his lips before pressing them against hers. Their kiss started off slow and lazy in an attempt to beckon the other to cave first. But when Temari let out a small groan, he smiled to himself in victory before he gently grabbed ahold of her hips. Feeling the form of his smile against her teeth, she chuckled then. She ran her fingers through the base of his ponytail and felt that his scalp was still damp from the lovemaking that happened just moments ago.
"You know," he breathed in between the pepper of kisses he planted down the sides of her neck, "I don't particularly like you."
"Oh?"
"But say the word and I'm at your beck and call."
His hot breath tingled the hairs around her ear and she let out a honey giggle then.
And the way her warm harmony danced around his ears reawakened the tightness around his pants, which he thought they had satiated just minutes before.
"And if I say buy me dinner?"
"Sweet chestnuts are for dessert." Stroking his ego, she let out a soft groan as he sucked at the tender skin just at the tip of her collarbone.
"And if I say," her breath labored once again, "drop everything and stay with me tonight?"
He ran his large and calloused hands down the sides of her hips and around her behind before planting his palms under her thighs and lifting her upwards. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"I'm on my fucking knees," he whispered into her skin, thankful she still wasn't fully clothed yet.