[ Obito is a ninja. He's always prepared, carrying whatever tools he's allowed to have his hands on, but he doesn't carry the necessary items for this kind of thing.
He's creative at least. After stroking himself into full hardness, he ties the cloth of his sash tight around the base of his cock, standing at the foot of the bed. He drops his pants to his thighs, letting them pool just above the knees. No, he's not leaving the room, but he's not answering Sakura's threat either.
He does smile, though.
He moves to the side, climbing back up onto the mattress as he leans down to kiss at the nape of her neck. ]
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He's creative at least. After stroking himself into full hardness, he ties the cloth of his sash tight around the base of his cock, standing at the foot of the bed. He drops his pants to his thighs, letting them pool just above the knees. No, he's not leaving the room, but he's not answering Sakura's threat either.
He does smile, though.
He moves to the side, climbing back up onto the mattress as he leans down to kiss at the nape of her neck. ]