[ this... this is the reaction she'd been looking for when she was still in the bath. the passion, the intensity, the way she can feel him against her and above her, encompassing her in his warmth. it's brilliant and intoxicating.
the second his clothes start coming off, she's touching bare skin. slightly cold fingertips brush across his skin as sakura revels in the moment. she gently scratches her fingernails over the divide between his skin and the false flesh, just to see what he does, as her teeth sink into his lower lip. he'd liked that before, hadn't he? ]
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the second his clothes start coming off, she's touching bare skin. slightly cold fingertips brush across his skin as sakura revels in the moment. she gently scratches her fingernails over the divide between his skin and the false flesh, just to see what he does, as her teeth sink into his lower lip. he'd liked that before, hadn't he? ]