Alone Together
by
RobertCop3
So, it's occurred to me that I've written many smuts with Andy and Mai, I've written some for Terry and Mary, but there's one couple I've been neglecting. I've written them a T-Rated slash fic, but I've yet to do proper smut with Robert Garcia and Yuri Sakazaki. SNK may be on the fence about their relationship status, but I think these two belong together. I also maintain that when Yuri is alone with her man, she is a total freak, the opposite of how she acts around King and Mai. So it feels good to be writing an actual smut-fic with them, thus completing the "KoF Porn Trinity." Please enjoy, and as always, feedback is welcome.
This fic was actually inspired by a piece of art I stumbled across, which is serving as the cover art for this fic. The artist goes by gokigenyoucyan on Twitter, and I recommend giving them a look, since they've done several art pieces featuring KoF's lovely ladies.
All characters are the property of SNK/Playmore. I don't own them, the video games, or the anime.
Rated M for nudity and strong sexual content. Adults only, please.
South Town, USA – The Sakazaki Dojo, Friday Afternoon...
Robert Garcia was having one of those days where he considered himself one of the wealthiest men in the world, and it had nothing to do with his family business or fortune. He'd decided at a young age that the millionaire lifestyle wasn't for him, which was why he'd come to South Town seeking something more. A sense of discipline and spiritual fulfillment that money couldn't buy.
And he'd found it in the Kyokugen-Ryu Karate Dojo. Through his training under the legendary Takuma Sakazaki, he'd learned the simple honor of a life spent bettering oneself, and helping others. He'd also found an unexpected comrade in Takuma's son, Ryo, who over the years had become the brother Robert never had, but learned that he'd always wanted.
Then there was Ryo's sister. The first time he met Yuri Sakazaki, he was of course polite. She'd shaken his hand, but her attitude towards him over the first several months of his training had seemed a little frigid. He chalked it up to his background. People always assumed he was a lady's man, given his luck in the genetics lottery, possessing the finer traits of both Italian and Spanish blood in the looks department. In truth, he'd never been much of a playboy, and never wanted to be, focusing instead on his studies with Kyokugen-Ryu.
He decided that assumption was why Yuri was always so short with him, thinking he might try to make some move on her. So he endured her ire, and stuck to his training, but a part of him couldn't help but admire her tomboyish side, always trying to be her own woman, rebelling against the pig-headed sexism of her father and brother. Slowly, she warmed up to him, and the two developed a mutual friendship. At the time, Robert thought that was all he wanted.
Then she was kidnapped. The training of both the Dragon and Tiger was truly put to the test, as they tore through Mr. Big's gang with focus and ferocity. It was the hardest fight of Robert Garcia's life, but he came to realize that the reason he held nothing back was because he actually cared for Yuri in a way that was more than platonic, and he was prepared to give his life if he had to, to stop her from coming to harm. Those feelings only grew after she was rescued, and began her own training with her father and brother. Though Takuma and Ryo were oblivious to the fact that Yuri was teaching herself her own offensive style behind their backs, Robert knew, and it only made him love and respect her even more.
Not to mention that they had both grown considerably since they day they'd first met. Yuri Sakazaki was no longer the chubby-cheeked grade-schooler with the bob-cut and the gap between her front baby teeth. She'd blossomed into a vibrant, spunky young woman who still retained her tomboy personality, while also nurturing her feminine side. She'd grown her hair so that it reached almost to her waist, and began styling it in a braid. Not to mention that while she didn't have much in the chest (not that Robert cared, he'd never been a "breast man"), her genes had evened things out by giving her plenty of shapely thickness below the waist.
But the two had been friends for so long, that Robert tried his best to hide his feelings for her. He had no reason to think Yuri felt the same about him, and he'd seen too many friendships ruined because of unrequited romantic love. But he also knew that he couldn't keep it locked away forever.
Then one day, she learned how he had helped her good friend, King, a former member of Big's gang. King's brother, Jean, was suffering from a crippling illness, one that could only be cured by costly surgery. At Ryo's suggestion, Robert had paid for the operation using his family's money, under the condition that King never tell anyone that he'd helped her. He didn't want any praise that he felt he didn't deserve. As far as he was concerned, the real heroes were the surgical staff at South Town General, who had done the actual work.
When Yuri learned the truth, and he'd told her why he kept it secret, she surprised them both by kissing him. Which led to the two of them having a talk, and it was then Robert learned that the feelings he had for her were mutual. They had been ever since he rescued her, but like him, she was scared of them being unrequited.
So the two began dating. As the months passed, what started as mutual attraction grew into true romance, and finally love. But for the longest time, it was kept secret from Robert's sensei and Yuri's father, Takuma Sakazaki. Even after they'd finally let the cat out of the bag, they allowed the karate legend to believe that his daughter was still a virgin, though nothing could be further from the truth. Their relationship had been consummated back on their three month anniversary, when Yuri had snuck into her boyfriend's room wearing nothing but one of his shirts.
Since then, the two had been enjoying the physical aspects of love as discreetly and as quietly as they could, knowing what an old-fashioned man Takuma was. If he honestly believed that his daughter could legitimately wear white on her wedding day, no one was going to tell him otherwise, not even Ryo. If anything, it just made the sex more thrilling, trying to find ways to do it under the old man's nose without getting caught. But that didn't mean that the two lovers did not also appreciate the times when they could actually make a little noise.
Today happened to be one of those days. Takuma was off visiting his old friend, Lee Pai Long, for the weekend, and would not return until Sunday afternoon. He thought his son Ryo would be around the dojo to keep an eye on Yuri and make sure there was no hanky-panky. Ryo, however, had "forgotten" to tell him that he was out of town as well, at a cozy bed and breakfast with King where the two were celebrating their anniversary. So Robert Garcia and Yuri Sakazaki had the dojo all to themselves.
They were now in the gym, getting in their workouts. In truth, Robert had been hoping they could skip that for the day, since it was a special occasion. But Yuri had been adamant. "Gotta stay in shape, Robbie," she'd said. "And anyway, I think a little exercise before we get down and dirty will just make it sweeter. Mai is always telling me that anticipation makes it better when it finally happens. And she's always given me good romantic advice. Well, most of the time, anyway."
So Robert was on the tatami mats in the center of the gym, going through his kata. Or trying to. In truth, he kept glancing at Yuri out of the corner of his eye, which was distracting him. His lovely lady was off to the side, going through her usual aerobics regimen to keep that fine booty of hers primed and ready as the "weapon of ass destruction" her opponents at KoF had come to know it as. She had just finished her squats, and was now on her knees, using an ab roller to slide back and forth over the length of the mat, one minute flat against the ground, and then sliding back, that incredible badonk of hers thrust up into the air, while her torso remained pressed on the mat. The tight spandex which just barely contained her incomparable backside shimmered faintly in the overhead lighting. Watching those repetitive ass movements while Yuri continued her back and forth, up and down motion, was making Robert Garcia's mouth water.
"Oh, yeah," Yuri said, entering another rep, sliding herself flat on her stomach once again. "I am feeling the burn. How about you, Robbie?" She turned briefly to face her boyfriend, closing one of her vibrant brown eyes in a wink, and then resumed her exercise.
At the moment, the Italian fighter was feeling a burn, but it was not in his muscles. He said nothing, as the motion of all that thick, toned meat below Yuri's waist had mesmerized him, taking the words from his mouth. He recalled the first time he'd ever noticed her best feature. It was shortly after she'd started her training. Originally, she'd worn the pants that were standard for a karate gi. Then, on day one, when she'd bowed to her brother, the lesson was interrupted by a loud ripping noise, courtesy of the seat of her white trousers splitting down the middle, giving Robert that first real glimpse of the shapely caboose Yuri was packing. Though he knew it was rude to stare, for a few seconds, he couldn't help it, ignoring the unladylike string of cursing spewing from the young girl's mouth.
Finally, his sense of chivalry overrode his teenage hormones, and he gave Yuri his jacket to tie around her waist so she could leave the gym to go change clothes. After that, she soon learned that spandex was the only material that could safely contain her epic "junk in the trunk" during the rigors of learning her family's karate, giving her the flexibility she needed, and after making her way through the color spectrum, she decided she liked purple the best.
And so did Robert. Purple is the color of royalty, he thought. And my girl is the queen of booty. Mai, King, Jenet, Àngel… they've all got nothing on my sexy swallow. Her reps continued, the ab roller gliding back and forth across the length of the tatami mat, the up-and-down movement of that incomparable backside of hers eroding the Raging Tiger's iron-clad will…
With one last upward thrust of her plump, spandex-clad bottom, Yuri finally finished her set. Still on her knees, she placed the ab roller off to the side and reached for her squeeze bottle of water. "Man, I am thirsty," she announced. "Nothing like a good workout to give you a… thirst." She squirted some of the cool liquid into her mouth, then spritzed a little more onto her face, letting the droplets run down her skin to soak her sleeveless white gi. "Don't you agree…" she turned to where her boyfriend had been standing, and raised an eyebrow when she saw he was no longer there. But she didn't have to wonder where he went for long, as a moment later, a very audible slap echoed through the gym, courtesy of a familiar pair of hands smacking down on the enticing curve of her butt.
On his knees behind her, Robert could feel the shudder that ran through her, but only took a moment to savor that before he got down to feeling something else. His hands quickly began to roam the vast curves of her plump, ample booty, a firm yet gentle caress that every now and then ventured downwards to her tight, well-muscled thighs, feeling their heat and incredible smoothness even through the tight purple fabric of her leggings, before sliding back up to once again fondle her delectable rump.
Yuri leaned back into his touch while at the same time he leaned forward, planting small, nibbling kisses on her neck, using only feather-light pressure with his teeth the way he knew she liked. Now Yuri uttered a sensual moan, moving her arms behind her to wrap around his waist and pull him closer. Even through the fabric of his slacks and the thinner, stretchier material of her spandex, she could still feel a familiar bulge in his crotch pressing against her ass.
"Mmmm, is that a dragon in your pocket, baby?" She said with a sultry purr.
Robert chuckled, and whispered into the warm silk of her neck. "No, I'm very happy to see you." His hands moved to her waist, untied her yellow belt, and tossed it to the center of the room.
Yuri giggled, raised her arms over her head, allowing her man to lift off her sleeveless white gi and throw it aside as well. "You happy to see me?" She asked him. "Or this fat, sexy ass of mine?" She gave her hips a shimmy, grinding against his crotch.
She heard him utter a low groan of pleasure, followed by placing his hands on her shoulders and turning her to face him. For a moment, he gazed into those large, beautiful brown eyes, then whispered: "Both!" And pressed his lips to hers, attacking them in a wet, passionate kiss.
For the next several minutes, there were no words, as their mouths were too preoccupied, lips and tongues clashing in a steamy duel of lust, interspersed with heavy moaning that was filling the gym, but that no one else was around to hear. But that only made them burn for one another even more. The fear of someone walking in on them was completely gone for the next two days, and they planned to spend this weekend not letting that go to waste.
So they continued their heavy face-sucking, separating just long enough for Yuri to pull up the shirt of Robert's white karate gi. Ever the obliging boyfriend, he bent a little at the waist so that Yuri, with her slightly smaller height, could pull the garment up over his head and off his arms, sending it to join the rapidly growing pile of clothes in the center of the gym. Then it was right back to make-out, their tongues probing each others' mouths while Yuri's fingertips stroked the tight muscle of his chest and abs, and his own hands moved between the small, toned ridges on her otherwise flat stomach, and of course sometimes drifting down to those plump, toned buttocks to give them a healthy squeeze.
When the two at last came up for air, a few errant strands of saliva trailing between their lips, they gazed at one another with a potent blend of love and lust shining in their eyes. "I've missed having you inside me," Yuri said, and lifted the latest contribution to the clothing pile, her purple sports bra, up over her head, tossing it over her shoulder to reveal her exquisite little B-Cup breasts.
For a moment, Robert gazed in admiration at his girlfriend. He knew Yuri had felt inadequate compared to some of the other women of KoF, enough so that even when their relationship had first become sexual, it was a while before she felt comfortable enough to take her bra off when the two of them made love. At this point, she was past that. Seeing the way he looked at her, bare from the waist up, she knew he had eyes for her, and only her. Even when they were out with friends, he never gave Mai and Mary a second look. Yuri was all he wanted. "You're beautiful," he whispered.
"Oh, Robbie," she said with a happy sigh, knowing he spoke from the heart. Of course, it had taken her time to realize it (even with Mai's well-meaning advice), but now she was proud of her body, her whole body, including her small chest.
Robert closed the distance between them again, wrapping an arm around her midsection and pulling her into a loving embrace and another deep kiss, one which Yuri eagerly returned. While he continued to relish the hot, sweet taste of her mouth, his other hand moved to the tight ridge of well-defined ab muscle on her otherwise flat belly, then drifted upwards to cup one of her beautiful breasts, fingers closing around the small mound of flesh, thumb settling into its routine of caressing her stiff pink nipple.
Though she loved it when her man worshiped her butt, feeling him appreciate her less ample bosom always made the Kyokugen princess melt like butter. She moaned loudly into his mouth as their tongues mashed together. After a moment, he separated his lips from hers to bend down and plant several kisses on her bosom, ultimately wrapping his mouth around her erect nub, gently sucking it and raising Yuri's pulse even more.
"Ah!" She cried out, arching her back and leaning into his tender ministrations. His fingers caressed the small but exquisite mounds of flesh, mouth moving back and forth between the rigid nipples that capped them. Still, much as she loved feeling him worship her bosom, there were other things she was more anxious to have him worship. Not to mention that it had been about two weeks since they'd had a chance to be intimate, and even longer than that since they could be as loud as they wanted. So Yuri was eager to move on.
A minute later, her hands were moving down to the slacks on his gi, untying his black belt. She then grabbed the waistband, cinching both his pants and his boxers down far enough to release his erect manhood from their confines. Robert gave a shudder when he felt her palm pressing on his well-muscled thigh, slowly moving up his tight, warm flesh. A moment later, Yuri was lightly tickling his balls, which earned her a small, throaty chuckle from her man.
But she didn't stay there long, since she knew how to really tease him. And so her hand soon arrived at its final destination, fingers wrapping around the base of his rigid shaft. He groaned louder as his woman gently began to stroke him, at the same time moving in to plant several kisses on his firm pecs, followed by latching her lips onto his own nipple.
"Oh, Yuri!" He gasped, enjoying the sensation of his woman's hand working in tandem with her mouth, tongue gently flicking across the hardened peak of his nipple, occasionally raking it with her teeth before blowing cold air on it. Her hand felt even better, so soft and smooth, gliding up and down his shaft, every few strokes stopping to squeeze the sensitive tip, and to tickle the opening in its center with her thumb.
His moans became more pronounced, hands gripping her shoulders and his own fingers kneading her firm flesh. Yuri could tell from this that her warm-up had gotten him to the point where she wanted him, and so she lowered her head down to his waistline, wrapped her soft lips around the head of his cock. She smiled when she felt one of his hands move to grip her braid, a sign that he was clearly enjoying this.
When she ran her tongue in a circle around the tip, the hand at her hair tightened, and the karate girl smiled inwardly as she started to bob her head up and down, taking her man's length into her moist mouth, then sliding out until just the tip was engorged, at which point she would tickle it with her tongue again, and then slide back towards the base.
Robert remembered the night they'd both lost their virginity, how she had gone down on him out of what she felt was obligation, like it was something she had to do because that was what lovers did. Her technique had improved so much since then, and she looked and felt so much more comfortable, doing it because she wanted to, because she knew how much it turned him on, which was the same reason he loved to go down on her.
Somehow, he managed to focus through the extreme onslaught of pleasure, and his other hand moved to the waistband of Yuri's tight purple leggings. With a swift jerk, he yanked them down, freeing that delectable rump of hers, his eyes coming open in awe as her round, meaty ass cheeks popped loose from the confines of her spandex. In her current position, her succulent buttocks were forming a pleasing M-shape, since she was on her knees and bent at the waist, servicing her man with her mouth. Robert's free hand slapped down hard on one of those plump glutes, earning a shudder from his lady, who moaned and sucked him even harder, tongue dancing across his shaft.
So they continued, Yuri's soft lips gliding up and down the length of his cock, feeling lighter than air. Robert, meanwhile, showed his appreciation by stroking and squeezing the wide expanse of her toned butt, every now and then smacking one of those cheeks, watching in awe as her butt fat jiggled like Jell-O for a second before settling down. Feeling her lover appreciate her delicious rear made Yuri's muffled moans louder, more defined, as she continued her oral worship of his manhood.
Robert grunted in pleasure, hips now moving gently in time with her mouth, but not too hard, to avoid hurting her throat. Yuri was working him with more vigor now, hand stroking the bottom part of his shaft, while her mouth took care of the top half, lips and tongue stopping every few strokes to squeeze and caress the sensitive tip, the sounds of her slurping and Robert's moans filling the gym.
"Oh, God, Yuri!" He cried out, his hand coming down on her soft, creamy ass cheek yet again, giving it a small squeeze after that, hooking and unhooking his fingers into her warm, copious flesh. "God, you look so hot right now! Nnnngh! Ah, it's so good!" This was followed by another smack, his other hand having moved away from her hair, now using both of them to squeeze and slap her incredible booty.
Yuri moaned and sucked him harder. Her mouth was so warm and wet, and her technique so incredible, that it wasn't long before his member began to twitch, a sign that he was almost there. The karate girl tasted warm, salty precum leaking onto her tongue, and this spurred her on even faster, lips and tongue working in harmony as she bobbed up and down on his erection. "Aaaah, Yuri!" He cried, now squeezing her backside in a vise grip, fingers buried in her soft butt fat. "It's so good, babe! I… I can't last much longer! Oh, God, I'm going to…" That last word died in his throat, replaced by a cry of passion from Yuri's expert oral work triggering his release. He moaned loudly as he erupted into her mouth.
"Mmmmm," Yuri's moan sounded almost like that of someone enjoying a very satisfying meal. She sucked his thick, hot strings of semen into her mouth with each spurt, taking it all down her throat without choking or gagging.
After his orgasm passed, she ran her mouth slowly back up his length, disengaging with a moist pop. His hands still gripping her buttocks, Robert gazed down at her, saw her gazing back up with lust in her large brown eyes. She gulped loudly as she swallowed the last of his load, then she asked him: "Can you let go of my butt for a sec, Robbie? I need some water."
He smiled and blew out a shaky breath, then complied with her request. "Anything you want, babe," he gasped. Yuri moved upright onto her knees again and grabbed her water bottle, taking a long sip from it. While she cleansed her palate, Robert took another moment to admire her. He could remember a time when after he'd cum inside her mouth, Yuri always spat his seed into the shower drain, or toilet, or whatever else was at hand. He once again fond himself filled with respect for her at how far she'd come, how comfortable she'd grown with her sexuality. She still grew bashful even talking about sex with her friends, but when she was alone with her boyfriend, she had no problems letting her freak flag fly.
She finished her drink and set the bottle down, and Robert reached over and softly rubbed her cheek with the back of his hand. "You're amazing, babe," he whispered.
"I know," Yuri answered, a sultry smile on her full lips. "You need a breather?"
Even though her blowjob had taken a lot out of him, his lust overrode any urge he had to take a few minutes to recharge. "Not on your life," he said. "It's been two weeks since the last time I tasted you. I'm not waiting another second. Turn around, please."
The Kyokugen princess was only too eager to comply, and turned so she was facing away from him, on her hands and knees, presenting her backside to her man. Robert paused momentarily, breath catching in his throat at the sight of her plump, round ass facing him head-on. Those huge, thick globes of booty meat were perfectly proportioned, the symmetry of their curvature on both top and bottom, where they came together before sloping down into the crevasse that ran between them, was more flawless than a piece of Grecian sculpture. It was the sort of ass that would have actually inspired those ancient Greeks to grab a hammer and chisel, and run for the nearest quarry.
She was definitely a PAWG. No, as far as Garcia was concerned, the PAWG, though in her case the G stood for "Goddess." He once more found himself remembering how puberty had compensated for her minuscule cup size by taking whatever meat was supposed to go towards her breasts and putting it in her backside. And no one else truly knew what Yuri was packing beneath her tights. Only Robert Garcia knew the truth, and he considered it an honor and a privilege to have her as his woman.
After a minute, Yuri gave a small shimmy, shaking her hips and making those incredible butt cheeks bounce like balloons. "I don't feel your hands, baby," she said with a sultry purr. Robert smiled and grabbed the waistband of her leggings, which were wrapped around the bottom of her butt, and yanked them down further, exposing her thick, firm thighs. His fingers then moved from the spandex to her warm flesh, feeling the toned muscle in her gams, rock-hard from Yuri's karate training, loving how it contrasted with her soft skin, which was smoother than silk.
His hands moved slowly up her thighs until they reached the satiny pillows of her perfect butt cheeks, the smoothness of her skin becoming even more pronounced. Robert leaned in and planted a kiss on each of her glutes, before his hands began their worship in earnest. He started by rubbing each one in a circular, counter-clockwise motion, spreading her thick orbs of meat apart one moment, squishing them together the next. Then he became more eager, every now and then pausing in his stroking to give her a healthy squeeze, watching in awe as her soft, creamy butt fat filled the spaces between his fingers.
Yuri just sat there and enjoyed the sensation of her lover showing his appreciation for her best feature. Every now and then she'd give her hips a small shake, making her ass jiggle a little under his touch. "You lovin' that cake, Robbie?" She whispered.
Robert laughed, continuing to squeeze and fondle her breathtaking booty. "I honestly don't think I love it enough. I could worship this ass for a thousand years, and still not give it all the love it deserves."
She gave a shudder at hearing that. The things he said during sex always made both her heart and loins burn like the sun. Knowing that he loved her, and never gave any woman who had a bigger bosom a second look, made his bedroom talk so much more arousing.
"Oh, baby…" she whispered. "I love to hear you talk like that."
He leaned forward then, bringing his lips to her ear, and whispered back: "And I love you."
Another shudder ran through the beautiful brunette, and she turned her head slightly, enabling Robert to kiss her deeply on her mouth. He then moved upright onto his knees once more, continued his stroking of her incomparable butt.
Though as much as he was loving that cake, Robert Garcia was also hungry for pie. As he'd said earlier, it had been two weeks since he'd had a chance to go down on her, which was something he planned to rectify right then and there. He shifted position, inching backwards a few feet so he could bring his head level with his girlfriend's backside, in particular the gap between her silky thighs. Once more, this breath caught in his throat, admiring how both her legs and her succulent rump framed her smooth pink nether-lips, already damp and swollen with desire. He breathed in deep through his nose, allowing the bouquet of her arousal to tantalize his senses like a finely-aged wine.
His aesthetic sense now satisfied, Robert gripped her butt cheeks tightly and pressed his lips to her inflamed womanhood, intent on satisfying another sense. "Uuuuuh!" Yuri's moan echoed through the gym when she felt him make contact, tongue lapping at her sex, while his hands continued to squeeze and fondle her healthy butt.
He started small, as he always did, working the outer lips first in broad strokes, then pushing his tongue inwards to get at the nectar that was starting to drip out of her. Yuri widened her stance as much as the spandex bunched around her knees would let her, easing her man's access. A moment later, her moans became louder when she felt his tongue slide past her outer lips to the entrance of her love tunnel.
He moved his warm, wet muscle in a circular motion around her vaginal rim, every now and then flicking inside her with quick, lashing strokes. "Aaaaah, baby, yes!" Yuri cried, knees growing weak at the double onslaught of his mouth pressing against her eager pussy, lapping at her sweet, tangy honey, while his hands squeezed and stroked the copious meat of her perfect ass. "Ah, God! It's so good!"
Spurred on by the volume of her whimpering, Robert moved one hand away from her buttocks to slip between her legs, taking a moment to stroke the soft, supple flesh of her hairless mons. He remembered the first time he'd seen his girlfriend naked, how he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her lack of pubic hair, as Yuri did not strike him as the sort of girl who would shave her pussy. But then, there was a lot about Yuri he would never have suspected, things she did when they were alone together that only he was privileged to know.
He took only a moment to tickle her peach-clean mound before his fingers moved to the apex of her soft outer lips, softly rubbing the fold of skin there to bring out the hardened pink bud it concealed. Yuri cried out loud, a jolt of pure pleasure coursing through her nerves like a live wire, feeling Robert go to work on her clit. Hearing that, he applied more pressure, easing her love button into the open. While he pinched and stroked the firm nub of sensitive flesh, his tongue pushed deeper inside his lover's sex, now stroking her soft pink walls.
"Robbie!" She half-screamed. "Ooooh, I love it when you eat my pussy, baby! Oooooh, God!" Normally, when he was going down on her, the karate babe would be biting the corner of her pillow to stifle her cries and whimpers. Now, knowing they could spend a weekend doing it with reckless abandon, while being as loud as they wanted. Her juices were flowing even more earnestly since it had been two weeks since their last intimate encounter, and that had been a quickie in the gym's supply closet after practice.
Now, they could take their time. Savor one another, like a finely aged spirit. Robert was taking full advantage of this. The hand at her clit was not rubbing vigorously in a race against the clock to get her off before someone walked in. He worked slowly but firmly, pushing her towards her climax at a pace where she could truly enjoy every step. And he could tell she appreciated this, by the way her juices trickled out of her in greater volume, running down his chin as his tongue lashed at her insides.
"Aaaaaah!" Another unrestrained cry of passion echoed through the gym, and Yuri lifted one of her hands to her small but lovely bosom, fondling what she had with the occasional pinching of her nipples, which made her even hotter.
Robert continued to lick inside of her, his tongue stroking and sometimes slapping against her walls in a well-rehearsed rhythm, and his fingers worked their magic on her stiff pink bud. Stroking one moment, then twerking it the next, occasionally pinching and rolling it between thumb and forefinger. Somehow, it was in perfect synchrony with his tongue.
It wasn't long before Yuri reached her limit. "OH, ROBBIEEEEE!" she arched her head back and screamed, the explosion of white heat in her loins radiating throughout her system. Robert felt the outpouring of her nectar, and opened his mouth wide, lapping up as much of it as possible.
After the wave of pleasure passed, Yuri felt her elbows buckle, and she collapsed forward onto the mat, face down, ass up. She rested her head on her forearms, her breathing coming in ragged gasps while she cooled down. Robert was once more upright, his member rock-solid, the pleasure he'd given his lady increasing the blood flow to it.
"Robbie," she panted. "That was amazing."
He smiled, one hand resting on her butt while the other stroked her braid. "Do you need a breather?" He asked her.
Like her lover, she didn't want to wait another second to feel him inside her. The length of time since their last encounter made Yuri recover more quickly, and she turned her head and gave him the two words they both needed to hear: "Take me."
A moment later, she felt his cock rubbing up and down the thick, juicy curve of her backside. Robert groaned with pleasure as he stroked his manhood against her butt, getting himself as hard as he could for what was to happen next. Yuri's plump booty felt so soft and smooth beneath his member that he once again found himself in awe that it was such a dangerous, hard-hitting weapon in the ring. And again, he found himself feeling privileged that he alone got to experience it in an intimate setting, while everyone else's experience with it started and stopped with getting smacked in the face at high velocity.
It did not take long before the warm, sticky trail of his precum was glistening on her butt cheek, and then he knew it was time. With one had gripping her braid while the other squeezed her ass, Robert lined himself up and slid without effort into her dripping sex, burying himself to the hilt in her silky pink folds.
In the moments initially following penetration, both lovers gasped at the overwhelming pleasure. She was so tight around him, so incredibly warm, that it took all of his stamina and control to stop from cumming instantly, like he did the night they exchanged virginities. After taking several deep breaths, he began to pump with his hips, sliding out halfway before thrusting forward again.
It wasn't long before their moans were filling the gym, the two holding nothing back in the noise department, both with their cries and also the slapping of his flesh against hers as he rammed her.
"Aaaaah, Robbie!" Yuri cried, still tits down with her head resting on its side against her arms. "Oh, god, baby! Oooooh, give it to me! Fuck me!"
"Ngh! Yuri! Oh, babe, your whole body is incredible! You're so tight!"
"Uuuuh, you love that sweet, tight pussy, Robbie?"
"It's the best!"
"Then fuck it harder! Rage on my hot pussy, tiger!"
"Anything you want, my sexy karate goddess!"
His thrusts now reached two per second, both their bodies starting to glisten with sweat. Robert lightly tugged her braid as he pumped her, the smacking of his loins against her backside making her thick ass cheeks bounce like balloons. Overcome by lust, he used his other hand to slap her incredible rump, while his stiff member churned away at her tight pussy.
Yuri's cries of pleasure grew louder, echoing through the gym each time his hand came down on her prime meat. "Oh, yeah, baby, spank my fat ass!"
His hand came down again, the slap echoing through the room (and even out into the halls), her butt fat jiggling wildly. "Whose… whose ass is it?"
"Ooooooh, it's your ass, Robbie! It's all yours! Show it who's boss!"
He slapped it again before saying: "Oooooh, Yuri. Agh! Ngh! Oh, I love you so much!"
"I love you, baby! Uuuuuuh, fuck me harder!"
His hips became a blur, pounding her with an almost feral lust like the animal he was nicknamed for. Both the movement of his hips, and the slaps from his hand made her butt bounce wildly, and the sight of it was fast pushing Garcia towards the brink.
But he could tell from his lover's moans that she too was also close to her own unbridled bliss. "Ooooh, fuck, baby! Ooooooh, Robbie, I'm gonna cum!"
"Aaah, me too, babe! Your pussy is too fucking good!"
Yuri's mouth hung open, eyes rolling back in her head as her lover continued churning away at her. But despite his pace, she could still feel his member twitching, just as he could feel her tight vaginal walls starting to clench.
It happened for the both of them a moment later, made even better by the fact that it was not a secret rendezvous in Robert's bedroom. The Raging Tiger slammed himself balls-deep one last time, just before two week's worth of hot spunk began to erupt into Yuri, painting her pink insides white. His cries of passion echoed through the whole dojo, just as Yuri's did from the unbridled pleasure of her own orgasm, her tight pussy convulsing around his engorged member, creaming all over his shaft.
The two lovers were in near perfect harmony, as each gave one final shudder almost simultaneously, and then they were spent. Still sheathed inside of her, Robert guided them down into a reclining position on their sides on the mat, spooning his woman from behind, chin resting against her scalp, breathing in the sweet smell of her sweat and loving how it mingled with the perfume of her chocolate-brown hair.
For a time, there was silence, save for their heavy breathing, which calmed after a few minutes along with their heart rate. With his arms around her, one hand cupping one of her small but very cute breasts, the Kyokugen disciple could feel her heart beating, a pleasant thumping against his palm. In their current position, with his torso resting on her back, Yuri could also feel the healthy pulse of her own lover's heart, seeming to beat in time with hers. She smiled and gave a contented sigh, loving the sensation, along with the feeling of his member still inside of her.
Once things had calmed down a little, he finally pulled out of her, allowing Yuri to turn on her opposite side so she was facing him, and place a tender kiss on his lips. "That was fantastic, Robbie," she whispered. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, babe," he whispered back. "You complete me."
She smiled, one finger tracing his collarbone. "Ditto," she said. Then her cheeks flooded with red, as she realized her un-romantic word choice. "I mean… I shouldn't have said that. Well, no, I should have. Because you do complete me, but… 'ditto?' What was I thinking? So, I shouldn't have said that, but at the same time I… should have? Um… I should stop talking now, right? I'm probably just making things worse."
Garcia laughed, and stole another kiss from her. "It's okay, babe. I know what you were trying to say." He knew his woman was a tough, beautiful tomboy who'd not had a normal upbringing: forced to learn how to cook at a young age while Ryo was out making sure they could pay the bills, and she'd also taught herself how to sew up his wounds when he got hurt practicing karate. Then there was her trial by fire, which forced her into the school of hard knocks. Sometimes, what she meant to say didn't come out right, but it was an endearment. Everything she had been through, and come out of a stronger person, just made Robert love her even more.
He leaned in and kissed her again. Yuri nuzzled her cheek against his. "Hold me?"
Robert laughed, and pulled her closer. "From now until the end of time, if it's what you want."
For the next several minutes, there were no words, but none were needed. The two lovers lay there in each others' arms, savoring the warmth of the afterglow, and each others bodies. Finally, Yuri said: "You know, I was wondering when you'd take the hint."
Robert quirked one eyebrow. "Hint?"
"Well, yeah." The Kyokugen princess shifted position a little, propping herself up on one elbow to look into her man's eyes. "Why do you think I was using the ab roller? Normally, when I do those exercises, I don't thrust with my butt that much. I was trying to get you to make a move."
He smiled, one hand trailing down the supple curve of her side to rest on her hip, his fingertips lightly stroking her butt cheek. "Well, it's like you said. Anticipation…"
They both laughed and shared another kiss. Sadly, the moment was interrupted a few seconds later, when Yuri started. "Oh, darn. Hang on, Robbie, I'll be right back." She quickly got to her feet, and in the gap between her thighs, Robert could see his cum starting to trickle out of her. Yuri put one hand over her crotch and left the gym at an awkward waddle, moving as fast as she could towards the nearest bathroom with her tights still bunched around her knees.
He watched her leave, focusing on the up and down movements of her butt cheeks, which distracted him from how comical she looked at that moment. After she was gone, he stood, pulled his own pants up, picked up the water bottle, and walked to the nearby bench to sit and wait for her.
Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, his girlfriend reappeared in the doorway of the gym, having shed the rest of her clothing in the bathroom, including her headband and gloves. Well, almost all of it. She still wore a pair of blue ankle socks, since she hated being barefoot around the dojo, saying the floor was too cold. It was yet another quirky endearment that Robert loved, and besides, he wasn't even looking at her feet right now. Instead, his eyes roamed the rest of her: those beautifully toned legs and thick thighs, wide hips, well-defined abs, hourglass midriff, cute little perky B-Cup breasts, and her silky-smooth mons, shaved bare.
Yuri gave him a sultry smile and started towards the bench, hips swaying sensuously as she walked. But the karate girl knew what her man liked, and so when she was halfway there, she turned around, baring the voluptuous swell of her ass in his direction. Then she leaned forward a little, hands on her knees, and gave her hips a shake.
Robert's eyes went wide again, mesmerized by the motion of that perfectly sculpted booty meat, swaying like a pendulum in time with her shimmies. Even when Yuri stopped moving her hips, the butt fat jiggled for just a second longer before it came to rest. "Damn…" he whispered.
Yuri looked over her shoulder at him, flashed a wink. "Like what you see, tiger?"
"Always," he answered.
She giggled and then launched herself through the air, traveling ass-first the rest of the way in a variation of her Butt Press attack, landing squarely in her lover's lap. Robert gave a nervous laugh as he encircled his arms around her. "Easy there, babe. Don't wanna damage the goods when the weekend is just starting."
Yuri turned slightly to put her own arms around him. "Aaaaw, did I hurt my man? I think I know how to make it better."
"You ready for Round Two, then?"
"Not just yet. I wanna snuggle a little longer."
Robert leaned down to capture her soft lips in a deep kiss. "Anything you want, my sexy swallow."
So he sat there on the bench with his woman curled up on his lap, one arm encircling her slender waist, while his other hand cupped one of her thick, toned butt cheeks, every now and then giving her a light squeeze. Even though she was quite comfortable in her current position, Robert's fondling of her trademark asset was slowly turning her on, and she could also feel the bulge of his manhood stiffening under his white slacks.
"You know, Robbie," she said. "One thing I miss about rubbers: at least they made clean-up easier. I'm always worried we're gonna leave something behind whenever we do it someplace that isn't one of our bedrooms."
He laughed, gave her a reassuring pat on her rear. "I know your dad is paranoid about 'protecting your virginity' until your wedding night, but I don't think he owns a UV lamp. At least our orgasms are better, so there's that trade-off."
"Yeah. I've been cumming a lot harder since we started doing it raw, and I can tell you have too. So, yeah, the device was worth it. But I gotta tell you, when it's time for it to come out, I don't know if I can get another one put in." She left out that by then, she was hoping they'd be married and ready to start trying for a baby, which would make birth control a moot point. But she also knew Robert was choosing the right moment to ask her dad for his blessing, and had reasons for that. So instead she shared an awkward anecdote the way only Yuri could: "I mean, it really hurt getting the first one implanted. I can't remember if I mentioned this, Robbie, but did you know that during the procedure, my OB-GYN said my cervix was built like a twelve-year-old's?"
The Kyokugen disciple laughed, and kissed her forehead. "I'm sure she just meant it was small. I can say with all certainty that you're built like a grown-up down there."
"I know, I just… wasn't sure how to take that. And I know it does change size, depending what time of the month it is. It was just… weird to hear her say that. But at the same time, I've been seeing her since I was sixteen, and she never struck me as… being… odd. So I guess it was just a random comment then. Can I have some water?"
Robert laughed again and passed her her bottle. Yuri took a long sip, and offered it to her man. "Better get hydrated, Robbie. You're gonna need it for what I've got planned."
He accepted it and took his own sip, then set it down next to them on the bench. "You ready for Round Two, then?"
"Yup," she said with a nod. "And you'll love what I have in mind." She got up off his lap and stood in front of him, hands on her hips.
For a moment, he let himself imagine the possibilities of those words. "Um… are… we gonna do that cowgirl position again, where you're in a full split?"
Once more, a sultry smile played on her full lips. "You mean the Libra? Not yet. I'm saving that one for later. First of all, you won't be needing those pants anymore. At least not until Sunday."
"Sounds promising," Robert said, once more untying his black belt and yanking down the slacks of his gi, tossing them aside, to reveal his stiff member ready for more action.
"I think it would be fun if we didn't put on clothes again until my dad or my brother gets home," Yuri went on. "Mai told me she and Andy tried that on their honeymoon, and I've been waiting for a chance to do it with you. I mean, yeah, put something on if you need to go outside or answer the door, but inside, let's just be naked."
"I don't see a downside to that," Robert said, growing even harder at the thought of being able to bask in the sight of his lover's unclothed body for the next forty-eight hours.
"Me neither," she said, her vibrant brown eyes flicking down to his rigid manhood. "Now, then, let's begin." So saying, she turned on her heel and started walking towards the door. For a moment, Robert stared, allowing himself to again be hypnotized by the swaying of her shapely hips, the strides of her long legs, the up and down motion of those immaculate buttocks, bouncing slightly with each step. Finally, he shook his head, confusion getting the better part of him, and he asked: "What's going on, babe?"
Yuri was almost to the door when she paused, resting her hands at the top curve of her very generous glutes, and looked over her shoulder, flashing her man another sultry smirk. "It's Round Two, Robbie, honey. Another game Mai told me about. I've been waiting a long time to try it with you, and now that we've got free run of the dojo, I finally can. You want me?"
Robert nodded dumbly.
Yuri giggled, and blew him a kiss. "Well, you have to catch me first. This game is like tag, except there's fucking involved. You chase me around the dojo, and when you catch me, you can pin me down and do whatever you want to me. Well, not anything. I mean, don't stick it in my butt or anything, but, like anything you wanna do involving my vag or my mouth…"
He laughed, seeing the awkwardness come through in her again. Another endearment that only made him love her more. "It's okay, babe. I know what you mean. I told you, I'll wait until you're ready for anal. However long it takes."
For a moment, her deep brown eyes shone with the light of love for the man that, when she first met, she had no feelings for at all. But now, she wanted nothing more than to someday marry him and have his babies. Then it was replaced again by the light of lust, and she blew him another kiss. "Well, then, tag, Robbie! You're it!" And she raced from the gym. Robert Garcia quickly sprang to his feet and sprinted after her, moving as fast as his erection would let him.
Sadly, the game didn't last as long as Yuri was hoping, since she hadn't stopped to consider that her braid gave Robert an advantage. But that disappointment left her when he pulled her to the floor, pinned her beneath him, and started working that magic with his hips while Yuri wrapped her smooth, fit thighs around his midsection. Afterwards, the two lovers took a shower together (which led to shower sex), then ordered some delivery from their favorite Chinese place for dinner, followed by snuggling on the couch in the living room while splitting a bottle of wine and watching movies.
By the time they were ready for bed, Yuri had fallen asleep on his lap, so Robert turned the TV off, carried her bridal-style to his bedroom, and placed her gently on the mattress. Then he pulled her socks off and placed them at the foot of the bed. When he got in himself, his girlfriend rolled over and snuggled up against him, her eyes coming open halfway. "Wha' time is it?"
"Bed time," he answered.
"How'th'movie end?" She murmured.
"Dunno. We'll have to finish it tomorrow."
"Nah, we can do it now. I'm not tired, Robbie. I'm not…" Her voice trailed off, head resting on his pecs, and then she was gently snoring once again.
He smiled as he pulled the covers up over them and then put an arm around her, holding her warm, soft body close. "I love you so much, my beautiful karate queen," he whispered, placing a kiss on Yuri Sakazaki's eyes. "Don't ever change." Soon he was also asleep, and looking forward to whatever else their weekend alone together might have to offer.
Fin.
ADDITIONAL NOTES
In my verse, Yuri shaves her pubic hair. It's purely for comfort, because she wears spandex a lot.
Also in my verse, all the couples use some form of birth control. Robert and Yuri started out using condoms, and then for their first anniversary, Yuri surprised him by going to her OB-GYN and having an IUD implanted in her uterus.
Since I'm divorced now, I feel okay sharing this. Yuri's story about her OB-GYN is based off something my ex-wife told me that her OB-GYN said when she was getting her device put in.
The Libra is an actual sex position. At least according to a website I found called "Sex Positions Intended Only for the Most Flexible Among Us." Google it if you're curious. I maintain Yuri is flexible enough to easily pull that one off, and in my HC, she has done it to her man many times, though he's usually on his back and her ass is facing him. ( ;
I'd say this story takes place somewhere in the middle of "New Blood." At this stage, Takuma is aware that his daughter and his student are dating, and he's lukewarm to it. Robert wants to marry Yuri, but he is waiting for Takuma to warm up a little more before asking his permission, and if you read "New Blood," you'll know why he wants to ask. And Takuma honestly believes Yuri is still a virgin.
At this stage in their relationship, Yuri has grown comfortable enough to let her freak flag fly when she's alone with her man, but sometimes her words don't come out right. Because I still like an awkward Yuri.
And as I've said before, in my verse, her boobs are smaller than they are in the video games. It's inspired by a scene from "KoF Destiny", except in my verse, Mai knows Yuri is jealous of her rack, and is constantly trying to find ways to help boost her confidence, so Yuri can be the freaky sex goddess for her man that Mai knows she has the potential to be.
And finally, I'll give a quick shout-out to fellow fanfic author LordRyuTJ. As far as I know, he was the first person to refer to Yuri's butt as "weapon of ass destruction" in his writing.
And with that, I have completed the holy trinity of KoF OTP sex fics! I hope you enjoyed. Please feel free to review and let me know your thoughts, if thou art so inclined. And as always, stay thirsty. Your friendly neighborhood RobertCop, out!