Shikamaru
We fell asleep together, half-naked. Temari hugged me around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder, while my hand protectively covered her bare shoulders from the outside world. I woke up early, the sun was just about to rise. I got a moment to enjoy this wonderful view and feeling. The girl in my arms smelled like vanilla and honey. Her skin was tanned, including her full breasts, and I wondered how she got a full tan. Probably in the middle of the desert, before setting multiple traps around her to ensure no one was peeking. And now – here she was, in my arms, in my head and in my heart. I wanted to wake her up so we could spend some more time together before starting the day, but I didn't dare. She looked too lovely sleeping to disturb her.
So I laid still, smiling silently, enjoying the peaceful moment. The sun threw the first beams of light to the room through the window, but it was cold outside already. A dog was barking outside and that was the only sound, apart from Temari's silent breathing. I looked at her perfect body once again – the line of her waist and her round hips, her flat toned belly, strong arms, shaped well during ninja practice, the soft skin of her amazing breasts. I instinctively lifted my hand to feel her silky skin and Temari moved, nuzzling her nose into my chest and releasing a strange sound, which sounded something like a purring cat, but a human version. I gently laid her on her back and she lifted her arms up for a stretch, while I kneeled above her with her legs between mine. My hands caressed her stomach and drifted up to her breasts, squeezing them gently. The feeling of having those in my palms was simply amazing. I wanted to touch them, feel them, kiss them, squeeze them. I wasn't sure what else I wanted to do with them, but never leave them unattended. I kissed her right between her breasts, then her neck, while her hands wriggled around my shoulders and she lazily opened her eyes, frowning.
- What are you doing..? – she was so tender, even her voice didn't have a slightest intonation of negative emotions.
- Exploring. – I smirked, while hugging her waist and placing my head in the valley of her breasts. This morning was solely about breasts.
- I'm going to the shower, let me go now. – Bossy sentence without the usual bossy note. I smiled.
- Can I join?
- No. – I think my offer made her wake up a little.
She slit from the bed slowly and wandered towards the bathroom, while I forced myself to get up and make some coffee and breakfast.
After a while she emerged from steamy bathroom, covered only in a while towel. Her hair was still wet, dripping on her bare shoulders. She looked exactly like that the first morning in my flat. I wanted her for breakfast.
After I showered too we sat to eat. She purposely didn't change and sat in front of me only wearing a towel, knowing what effect that has on me.
- I think I'll have you for a dessert.
She raised her eyebrow mockingly and snorted.
- I'm not kidding. – I smirked. One of my shadow hands crawled up her leg and pulled a corner of a towel gently, and Temari jumped, surprised.
- Let me get my fan and you'll have your teeth for a dessert. – She smirked back and hurried to bedroom to get changed.
I followed her after a while to stare while she got dressed. I didn't get to see much, but she wore tight black pants and a tight black long-sleeved blouse, that revealed all her lines perfectly.
- Come here. – I invited.
She eyed me with a sly, but suspicious look for a while. Then she stepped in front of me.
- What do you want?
- Kiss me.
- Why?
- Why not?
- What if I don't want to?
- Don't you?
- What if?
- And what if you do?
- Do what?
- Just kiss me.
She took her time to stare into my eyes some more, before actually coming closer. Her hands rose up to my arms and my shoulders, and she licked her lips. Her hands tightened around my neck and she leaned into me with her body, tiptoeing to reach my lips. Her head slowly shifted to the side and with slightly open mouth she reached up and our lips joined in slow, but deeply erotic kiss. My hands pressed her body against mine and we were breathing unevenly, taking small stops in the dance of our tongues. My hand made its way to her neck, pulling her face closer, pushing my tongue deeper. She sucked on it willingly, seductively and suddenly I did not ever want to leave this room. Her breaths were getting deeper and her hands slipped under my T-shirt. I felt her nails digging into my skin and I shivered with lust, breathing out heavily, pulling her even closer. However, I knew I need to find some energy inside me to stop. I needed to go somewhere, to be somewhere, but I couldn't remember as the only place I wanted to be was with her.
