[ his lips meet her neck and sakura inhales sharply--not quite a gasp, but an audible reaction to match the shiver down her spine. how long has it been since she's been touched like this? since she's had more than naruto's occasional hugs to fulfill her craving for physical contact? too long. ]
You don't get to decide what I deserve.
[ sakura tilts her head back, giving obito access to more of her throat. it should go against her every instinct, and she can't help the flash of thought that reminds her she's making herself vulnerable, but it feels like the right thing to do. ]
I'm choosing you. [ her hand tightens in his hair, pulling just a little. ] I want you.
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You don't get to decide what I deserve.
[ sakura tilts her head back, giving obito access to more of her throat. it should go against her every instinct, and she can't help the flash of thought that reminds her she's making herself vulnerable, but it feels like the right thing to do. ]
I'm choosing you. [ her hand tightens in his hair, pulling just a little. ] I want you.