Hello everyone! I've been keeping this one-shot a secret for about three months lol. It was hard, but I did it! Now the waiting is finally over, and I'll be sharing (almost) everything I've been writing for Sorato lately. There is still something HUGE coming soon, but that's all I'm saying lol. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this NSFW one-shot. Please review.
"Yamato? There you are!" Sora walked into their bedroom after she had just finished breastfeeding their two months old son, Kouji. She sat at the edge of their bed with her arms folded over her chest and a frown on her face; her back facing him.
Yamato put the book he was reading away and turned to his wife. "What's wrong, Sor? Did our son hurt you again?"
"That's not it. He's doing much better now." Sora leaned against the pillow and was met by his intent blue eyes when she looked at him. She noticed her husband was wearing his red glasses and couldn't help but think he looked extra hot with them.
"Then what's it?"
"I want to have sex with you."
"Straight to the point. Okay. " Yamato sat up straight. "So let's have sex."
"We can't." Sora said frustrated. "Every time we tried these past few weeks, either Kouji starts crying or Aiko knocks in our door saying she had a nightmare."
"Well, it was bound to happen."
"How can you stay so calm about this?" She asked him shocked as she signalized for him to sit a few centimeters ahead. She then stood behind him and started massaging his shoulders and back. "I don't turn you on anymore?"
"What?" Yamato let out a small moan when her hands touched a sore point in the upper part of his back. "You always turn me on. In fact, you are turning me on right now."
"So massage turns you on." Sora stated mischievously and then started lifting his shirt up, tossing it aside and kissing the back of his neck. "And what about that?"
She smiled triumphantly when Yamato pulled himself away from her in an automatic reaction for the kiss in one of his weakest points.
"That's a low move." Even if she was standing behind him, he managed to wrap his arms around her and drop her in the bed, lying on top of her right after. "You know this point always makes me shiver."
"Does it really?" Sora faked innocence and laughed. "I wouldn't know."
"Oh yes, you would." He brushed his lips against hers as light as he could, just to tease her. He pulled away when he noticed she had lifted her head, wanting more. "But two can play this game."
"Oh really?" Sora quickly sat up and pushed him towards the bed.
Yamato used his both hands as a support for himself, so he wouldn't fall entirely on the bed. He watched Sora sitting on his lap and leaning over towards him with hungry eyes. He gladly kissed her back and soon felt her tongue inside his mouth and her hands running through his chest. His hands still supporting his – and now Sora's – weights, but he wasn't sure for how much longer. Yamato could feel his dick starting to erect already.
He let himself fall on the bed the moment he removed his elbows as a support and reached out for Sora's dress, sliding it up her body. Sora was forced to break their kiss and then her piece of clothing was rolled all the way up to her breasts. She sat up straight and so did Yamato, finally taking it off when she lifted her arms above her head. He threw it over his shirt, not taking his eyes away from her breasts. He unconsciously licked his lips before looking up at her cinnamon eyes. At that point, she had the legs wrapped around him and both of them were sitting on the bed, but their bodies only a few centimeters apart. Normally clothes would be tossed away a little after that, but the urge to be inside her was growing within Yamato's pants by each second.
One of his hands rested behind Sora's neck and he pulled her towards him, giving her a few brief kisses on the lips. He felt her elbows on his shoulders and her hands in the back of his head, preventing him from escaping a real kiss. Sora pinned Yamato beneath her with her knees on both sides of him. Her new position allowed her to stand taller than his eye level, and he found himself having to throw his head back so they wouldn't have to pull away from their kiss. Only when they felt the need to breath, they had to break away from each other. Yamato made his way down her chin and neck until he reached her breasts; his mouth still on her skin. Sora looked at him intently and moaned softly as low as she could, to keep their children from hearing it and ruining their moment, as she felt the hotness of his tongue on the visible part of her boobs.
Sora was wearing a black bra with a small butterfly in the middle of it. She was about to reach out for its clip, but Yamato pushed her hands away, tearing the piece of clothing open. He then wrapped his arms around her and gently lay her down in the empty space beside him. It was Yamato's turn to pin her below him, and he once again licked his lips as his thumbs traced the inferior contour of her breasts. Sora tilted her head to her right when he leaned over her and buried his on her shoulder. He planted a few kisses there and bit it softly before making his way to her neck. Yamato made invisible small circles around both her nipples with his thumbs as his mouth made its way up to her chin. When Sora's mouth appeared in his field of vision, he noticed it was partially open, just enough for his tongue to go inside it. Sora moaned with frustration when a cheeky grin appeared in his lips and he shook his head negatively. Yamato's right hand travelled all the way to her lips, and the tip of his index finger was colored in red from her lipstick.
Their eyes met and they looked at each other for some seconds. Sora silently pleading for Yamato to keep going and it was only then that he leaned towards her and shyly touched her soft and warm lips. She immediately pulled him closer to her, desperately to deepen the kiss. Her hand ran through his chest and abs, coming to a stop over his belt. Yamato retreated for a second when he felt her hand so close to his dick and the immediate reaction her touch had on it. Sora smiled satisfied against his mouth and the slid her hand into his boxers, feeling his penis almost halfway erected. Yamato moaned with pleasure when she started playing with it, whether it was by grabbing it or circling it with her thumbs.
His hands reached down his belt to undo it and Sora found the perfect opportunity for a small revenge. She quickly removed her hand from his boxers and grabbed both of his, placing them over her breasts. When she was sure his hands were full, hers ran all the way down to his abs again and finally got to remove his belt. After barely tossing it on the floor, Sora went for his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping it. Yamato broke the kiss and rolled over to the empty side of the bed. Then he looked at his wife and nodded affirmatively. Sora stood on her knees and looked down at him. She examined his body for a while and slowly ran her hands through it before making a trail of kisses from his neck to his belly. She then tugged his pants and slid them down his legs. Their underwear was the only remaining pieces on their bodies.
Sora made her way up again, aiming for his mouth. She leaned over him and their lips met in a furious kiss. Her left hand cupped his chin while her right one rested above his head. Yamato's hands, on the other hand, were exploring her body frantically even though they already knew it quite well. Sora pulled away from him just enough to breathe and felt his hand behind her neck, desperately pulling her towards him again. They were still kissing when he rolled her over, lying on top of her right after. His gesture was rather rough and Sora moaned in pain. That was enough for his eyes to go wide and he immediately pulled away from her.
"Are you okay?" He asked with concern.
"Yes, you just used a little bit more strength than necessary."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Sora stood up and pressed her lips against him to reassure him it was all fine and then lay her head back in the pillow.
Yamato grabbed both of her boobs and stared at them intently before leaning over her again and biting her right nipple firmly yet softly enough not to hurt it. Sora moaned rather loudly and immediately pressed her lips together to hold it back, grabbing his hair instead. The last thing she wanted was to Aiko appearing in their door wondering what was happening. Yamato seemed to have noticed it too, because he pulled away from her and went to close and lock the door. When he turned around to go back to bed, he found her standing up in front of him. He rushed to her in such a hurry that she almost fell down when he clashed into her body.
"Ouch, Yamato." Sora complained. "I'm horny, but you're extra rough tonight."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He walked away from her. "Maybe we should stop here."
"What?" Sora raised her eyebrows in surprise. "We always stop here. It's not happening this time."
"I hurt you twice in five minutes." Yamato said exasperated. "Can you imagine what will happen if I go all the way in?"
"Hey, I said everything was fine." Sora said softly as she walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his chest from behind. "I'm not mad at you for being rougher than usual. We haven't had sex in about five months now? I'm sure you missed it as much as I did."
"You should be." He said bitterly.
"Well, I'm not." She slid her hand over his belly and below, once again inside his boxers. His dick immediately reacted to her touch and the warmth of her hand. Sora took a look at his butt before her other hand reached down and grabbed it. She heard the soft noise he let out from his mouth when she pressed her breasts against his back. "Can we continue from where we stopped?"
Yamato turned around and cupped her cheek with his left hand. His right one reached for hers at the same moment his lips captured hers in an urgent kiss. He guided Sora towards the bed until her legs hit it and she was forced to sit down. She looked up at her husband and his hand moved to her chin, tilting her head back enough for his lips to meet hers in another kiss. The hand that was intertwined with hers moved to her lower back as he gently lay her down on the bed once again, falling over her in the process.
Sora pulled away from him and pushed his head towards her breasts, desperately to feel the warmth of his tongue on them. They shared a quickly glance and her message was understood by him. Yamato looked down at her boobs before licking her nipple and the area around it. Sora moaned and felt her underwear starting to wet when he sucked her breast hard. He moved to her left breast and his hand made his way up on her thigh. After giving her other boob the same attention as the first one, Yamato moved all the down her body, below her belly. He tugged on her black underwear and started to pull it off. He stood on the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide, then went up. His face was buried between her legs as his tongue touched her pussy. Sora tugged on the sheet beside her as the fire within her grew stronger with his touches. She thought she couldn't take it anymore when she felt his fingers inside her. She moved her hand to Yamato's hair and grabbed it firmly. Her breathing was getting heavier and her body, sweating. She needed him.
Sora rolled Yamato over and climbed on top of him right after. She tugged his black boxers and made a quick eye contact with him. He watched her carefully as she pulled them off. She smiled mischievously at him when her hand slid all the way to his penis, holding it in her hands. Yamato completely removed his boxers off when Sora got herself busy with her tongue on his dick. He felt a hot and wet sensation on his skin as Sora put it inside her mouth and her tongue started circling it. Yamato placed his hands behind his head and kept watching his wife playing with his dick. On the other side of the bed, Sora had two fingers inside herself and was doing circular movements with them. Her breathing pace was starting to quicken, as well as her teasing on his penis, and it didn't go unnoticed by Yamato. Seeing her arouse herself made him go hard on her mouth.
Sora swallowed the liquid his dick expelled and released it, still hard beneath her. She went to Yamato's face and her lips captured his in a heated kiss as she spread her legs wide, immediately feeling him ready to go in. She broke away the kiss and reached for his ear.
"I'm so ready, Yama." Sora whispered softly. "Fuck me."
She watched Yamato put the condom on his penis and then leaned over him again. Within seconds, she felt his hands pressing her lower back down against his body as much as he could. Yamato finally got inside her and starting thrusting. Sora lost control of her own body completely, letting it fall over his. She buried her head on his shoulder, a sign he knew fairly well meant she wanted him to go harder and faster. And so he did. Sora reached for his hair with her right hand and grabbed it firmly, yet softly, as Yamato kept on thrusting inside her.
"Ya...ma...to." She said his name in small moans beside his ear. She could feel the fire inside her burning as stronger as his thrusts.
When Yamato's pace slowed down and she was sure he was pretty much done, Sora pulled her head away from his shoulder. Their eyes met and Yamato reached up for her face, pulling a lock of her hair behind her ear. Their heavy breathings were slowly replaced by light ones as the astronaut removed his penis from inside her. Sora rolled over to the empty side of the bed and a smile came into her lips. Yamato looked at her intrigued while he put his elbow on his pillow and used his hand as a support for his head.
"What's that smile for?"
"That was because it was probably one of the best sex we've ever had." Sora replied without looking at him, but she could easily tell he had his eyebrow raised at her response. "I'm glad I didn't let you stop it."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but it was far from being my best performance."
She finally looked at him, with curiosity. "I'm pretty sure it was one of your best. And I don't mean it just because I was on top this time."
"So you enjoy being on control?" Yamato teased. "Somehow I'm not surprised."
"If you really claim this was far from being your best performance… I'm really intrigued to know which one you thought was your best."
"I can show you right now if you have energy enough to keep it with me." He cupped her face with his free hand and leaned over her, kissing her briefly.
"I handle two small children every day. Energy is pretty much my middle name." Sora smiled as she threw her arms around his neck.
Within seconds, he was already on top of her and their mouths met in a passionate kiss that started the second round.
