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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Jan 31, 2018 11:33:41 GMT -5
Her words are all he needs, his hand moves to the small of her back as he pulls her into him. His mouth descends and His lips press against hers, the softness and heat of her mouth causing his heart to race. His other hand moves behind her as he encloses her in an embrace. Ichiro's mind is both clear and full, a million things rush through his mind but he can only focus on this beautiful woman in front of him, feel of her lips on his and how her body felt pressed against him.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Jan 31, 2018 12:03:32 GMT -5
She is not a tender lover. Her kiss is a strong thing, a powerful passionate thing that one would not have imagined from looking at her frame. She bites down lightly on his bottom lip, her hips pushing close to his as they share this first kiss.
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Jan 31, 2018 12:14:51 GMT -5
Ichiro had held back, after all Uetani looked like a lovely somewhat dainty thing but feeling the force of her kiss and the sensual way her body moved as they kissed. Ichiro let loose a lion's passion as they kissed his hands moved down Uetani's body lower than what was considered appropriate (not that there was anything appropriate about making out in the shrine to begin with.) And he squeezed her into him his own hips moving forward to meet hers. His pulse pounding and His skin becoming flush.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Jan 31, 2018 13:48:45 GMT -5
She purrs as they break, taking his hand and pulling him away from the shrines, into a secluded part of the gardens "Kissing in the shirnes is perhaps not what your father wanted of you young man" she teases, holding him again, lustful eyes looking at him
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Jan 31, 2018 14:05:43 GMT -5
As they break the lust and passion is written on his face. He growls and nips the girl playfully on the ear before being led out of the shrines.
He looked at Uetani "there are many things I do my father would not want for me, I'm the bad boy remember?" He says with a wicked grin and a voice low and sultry, thick with desire.
His hand reaches out and feels her shoulder, gliding over the fabric to her neck feeling her soft alabaster skin under his fingers rough from months of intense practice, a warriors hands. His hand moved to her jaw where he traced the outline with his finger tips. He holds her cheek in his large hand and looks her in the eyes. When his voice comes it is low, and powerful, the lust audible. "Blessed by Benton was an understatement." And with that his lips are on hers again slightly parted this time. His other hand wrapping itself around her waist.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Jan 31, 2018 14:15:41 GMT -5
She kisses him again, pushing him against a tree in the dark and secluded area. When she pulls away she licks her lips and sinks to her knees
((Fade to black, feel free to fade back in))
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Jan 31, 2018 15:02:17 GMT -5
((Fade in))
Ichiro's breath is still ragged as Uetani rises from her knees, task complete. Ichiro is almost sweating from the effort of staying quite during her performance. Instead of satiated his eyes appear hungrier than ever as he looks at the girl he embraces her and lifts her before gentle laying her down. He begins kissing her his lips on hers before creating a trail of kisses down her body. His hands exploring every inch of her.
As he reached the bottom of her kimono he reach inside of it and was delighted to know she was serious about her definition of traditional dress...
((Fade to black))
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Jan 31, 2018 15:06:14 GMT -5
((Fade in))
She had not expected it, but it had been a delightful surprise. Her breath was heavy and purring as she checked her nails, ad made sure she had not broken them on his back. She dresses herself again, quickly. It seems she is a bad girl that is good at pretending to be good
"I almost feel I must refuse you twice, you are such a gift" she quips to him
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Jan 31, 2018 15:29:55 GMT -5
Ichiro looked at the woman watching her get dressed his eyes never getting enough he grinned when he heard Uetani "I think we are past silly games of refusal" he says as he comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her in and embrace kissing her cheek lightly. "You are a rare treasure though."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Jan 31, 2018 15:53:45 GMT -5
She smiles "I like being a treasure, something for you to value and admire." she kisses him back, opening her purse, and applying lipstick again
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