Chapter 17: Passion

🕙 22:11 | Night

The moonlight dances across her curves as she waits on the bed. With each breath she takes, her chest rises and falls, her pink nipples firm and erects in the cool air. She is so soft and smooth. I slid my hand and cupped one of her breasts, which were so warm and tender. I dropped my gaze on her, lightly caressed her boobs, and bent over to kiss her. Haruko moaned quietly as my tongue flicked across hers. Her teats are tough little pebbles poking through my fingers. They're so sensitive, and when I bite them, she screams out loud. 

I couldn't resist anymore, and I pulled her close until she slipped from the pillow so I could bury my face between her legs. She howled as I trailed kisses along her innermost thighs until I reached her warm pussy lips.

"Baby," she yelped. "I need you so bad."
💭 She reflected. The air was thick with his scent; it was musky with the smell of sex, and it would cling to me all day. I feel a mixture of his cologne and my perfume. It has a refreshing odor.

I knelt over her legs and faced her green eyes. "I love your pussy. It's so hot and gooey." I leaned in and licked it from top to bottom.

"Ahh..." Haruko screamed since she was so sensitive after she had just cum. I sneered at her and lowered my mouth to her dripping slit, and began licking her clit with my tongue. She squirmed as I teased her with my tongue and sucked on her swollen nub. Her body jerked underneath my lips.

💭 She muses. He hides his visage into my folds, wiping and sucking on me. Madara pushes his face into me, feeling me with each swishing or stroke of his tongue. His mouth suddenly, sweetly savage. I can feel the heat coming off his breath and my juices as they pour out among my thighs. The skill he has when it comes to oral sex is unmatched. He tastes my cunt, licking and nipping on me like my vag is the most delicious thing he's ever had. The slurping sounds of his mouth, the slurping sounds of my opening, sopping wet with his saliva. His edges smack on my lips as he eats me. The wetness in my pussy and on his lips as he stretches his way wider. The sound of my snatch being devoured is like a miniature orgasm. 

"Oh god," Haruko rejoiced, tossing her head back and keening loudly. "I've never been this humid before."

"You're so amazing," I said, running my tongue along her splashy, pink folds.
"I love how hot and juicy you taste." My dick was rock hard as I grazed and sucked on her sweet muff. She grabbed the sheets and held them tight, squirming and shaking with savor.

"Mmmhmmm," She cried out, liking the sensation. 

My tongue darted inside her dripping gash, and she started to snivel thunderous.
"Ah yes, right there." She purred. I ate her out as she bucked and humped upon my face. She arched her hips toward my mouth for greater pleasure, and I enjoyed how desperately she was craving it. I could feel her moisture on my face as I massaged her twat, tasting her sweet skeet. She grabbed my hair and nudged my countenance further into her cunt.

💭 Haruko muses. I hugged him tightly with my shins, needing more. I shouted out in thrills as he sucked on it and teased it with his tongue. He alternated between sucking on it and smacking it. I tried grabbing him, but he kept moving, so I couldn't reach him. Another orgasm was drawing near. He continued teasing me until I was trembling with desire. I began begging for release. He ravenously attacked my flesh, his tongue exploring and devouring me. Every hit of his mouth sent shockwaves of fulfillment through me until I was trembling and crying out in blissful agony. His touch was like an electric current, consuming every inch of my skin with raw, unrestrained passion.

💭 Madara reasoning. She tastes like a forbidden fruit, so good I can't stop savoring her. Her burring was sharp and shrill and low, becoming louder and louder. I can feel her skin becoming warm and sweaty. She is so flawless and fragile. Each heartbeat is a bellow of her breath. The pupil dilates, her throat is dry, and her back is arched. Exertion forms on her endearing lip, and her hair is drenched. Her skin is damp with moist, and her pussy goo. I  feel it between my thumbs. I run my fingers over every inch of her being, every bosom that I cherish to feel.

"Please, Madara." She pleaded.
"Ahn, yes!" She grunts. I slipped two fingers inside her snatch and licked her clit furiously. I could feel her slit tighten around my digits. Her nectar flowed across my face.
"Oh god," She hissed as her body shook with bliss.

"Mm... fuck yeah!" Haruko whimpered, reaching for her man. She found herself falling inexorably into an abyss of endless satisfaction with no escape route.

I exploded and let my climax flood over me. I called out his name repeatedly as I rode out the waves. When I finally stopped shaking, I fell limp, unable to move. Madara grinned up at me and smeared the cream from my thighs. He slowly removed himself from between my legs and hovered over me. He kissed me tenderly and ran his hands over my breasts. As we kissed, my hands caressed his chest, and I hurriedly undid the buttons on his black shirt. He shifted his hand back to my stomach and entered me with two fingers. 

"Ahh! Madara!" I gasped briskly and closed my eyes. I grumbled as his thumbs moved against my bean. He drove it in until he was knuckled deep inside me. I clenched around him and sniveled. His digits stroked my G-spot, sending delight through my entire core. My bones bucked in response to his grip, as my clitoris had become very sensitive. His limbs were stroking my mons and rubbing across my nub. I squirmed underneath him. It felt like I would cum any second. The man's grasp, sound, and everything about him melted me. With a smile on his face, he glared into my eyes. That grin just sent me over the edge.

"How do you feel, hottie?" He muttered, drawing his two fingers away. 
"It feels tremendous. Please fuck me right now." I panted vehemently.

💭 Uchiha reflects. Her naked body slowly flops back and forth on the bed as she writhes in enjoyment. Her moans are quiet and muffled. I gaze back at her. she looks up at me and smiles as she wraps her hands around my arms. Her delicate palms caress my shoulders and then my upper body. Her nails make a faint scratch upside my skin as she moves them forward. The scratching turns into gentle rubbing as she floats her hands below my stomach. Haruko worked towards my belly and then strained her hands down my shaft. She strokes me gently and lets me go. Her thighs are soft and pink, delicate and thin, but when she spreads them for me, I want all of her.
She's lying here, all spread out, desperate for it. I can't get enough of this girl. Fucking is one of my favorite things, but I lose my sense of reason around her. There is no way I can resist adoring her flaming nature and fucking her the way she loves and how I want. How could I not admire her sultry being? It's a perfect combination that drives me insane whenever we're together.

"It's been too long since I've felt your warm pussy wrapped around my dick, and I can't wait any longer. I want to hear you yell my name again. As I thrust far inside you, I want to feel your tempting lips cradled against mine. I want to look into your eyes as we share the most intense orgasm. The night is young, babe, and I plan on making the most of it." He purred.

"I missed your dick in me, darling." I glowed. 

Madara stripped off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He tugged his pants and then kneed on the cot. He moved up my figure, and I felt him pressing his thick cock next to my entrance.

I raised my head to watch as his shaft slid inside me, and he sensed I no longer felt any pain like before.
"Ahhh... Fuck!" I groaned out in a satisfying experience.

"I can finally feel your tight hole hugging my shaft again, and it feels delicious." He expressed.

I yelled out. "Oh god!"

"You're mine." He growled in my ear.

I moan with pleasure as he penetrates his thick, hard cock deep within me. I was so sensitive that the slightest movement sent me into convulsions. He began pounding into me, driving me into a frenzy. Every time he slammed into me, I cursed out loud. I couldn't help it. My bones burned, and I craved more. I wanted everything he had to offer me. I wanted to feel every inch of his dick inside of me. I wanted to be fucked into oblivion. I yammered as he shifted his hips, pushing further inside me. It felt terrific, like I was on the edge of something extraordinary. If he kept going, I knew that I would be able to reach heights of ecstasy like never before. A truly fucking lover, he is.

"Oh, Haruko, you feel amazing," he grumbled.

I wander my hands over his muscular back and dig my nails into it. Feeling his warmth, I bit his neck in desperation as we fucked madly. I was lost in this animal desire, my mind clouded with ardor.

"Mm! Aghh yeah! You're so deep in me. More! Fuck me so strong with your huge dick." I croaked.

The noises we make are unscripted: howls, groans, and weeps — the bed creaks, squeaks, and bucks with our movements. 

💭 Haruko's mind. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the reality of what he was doing to me. It wasn't like we were dating or anything. I was just a girl he fucked as much as he wanted and as far as possible. It was too late, though; I was already hooked on him. I liked the way he filled me, and I liked the way I felt when I was around him. I didn't want him to stop this insane attraction. There is nothing but him at this moment, my eyes closed, my body exposed to his exploring hands, his muscular legs around me, an arm around my waist, and his perfect features. I did have a feeling he was handsome, but up close, it's breathtaking. 
His mouth tastes like a drug. I know I'm addicted to it. My hair is all tangled and a wet mess. My eyes stay closed, but I can feel his hands exploring my physique, his lips leaving red marks on my thighs, stomach, and breasts. I can feel his rod moving in and out of me with a wet slap. I can hear moans and sighs escaping from Madara's margin as he carves me open and fills me back up. Nothing else exists but us, pressed together. I feel warm, safe, and invincible. I wanted more of him, not less. 

My breath was brassy as his torso straddled into mine. "Harder!" I begged.
"I want you to go farther and stronger. Feeling you deep within me is what I want. I've been waiting for this all day."

He groaned and leaned in to kiss me. His tenseness increased as he approached.
"I will make you cum so hard." He growled.

"Oh! Yes! Yes! Screw me like a bitch!" I cried out.

Madara slid in and out of me faster now, and I cursed loudly as he fucked me wild. I wrapped my arms around his waist and drew him on me. I kissed the side of his hairline as his hips slammed into mine. He grunted in excitement and then halted himself. He pulled his mouth from my nape and looked at me.
"Ohh, Haruko." He breathed. "You're my little dirty slut." As he licked my neck, I felt a continuous tingle.

💭 Uchiha contemplates. I love watching her body alter as we fuck, her curves changing, her fluids getting thicker and more abundant. When she's like this, I've got complete control over her flesh, and I am devoted to taking it, fucking her, and playing with her. I don't know if I could ever get enough of her.

I declared, "Whatever you do, don't stop."
He laughed softly, "I won't because I've never been more turned on than I am now."
I simpered and nodded, "Me neither."
He leaned forward and kissed me ardently. His tongue was everywhere, and his hands roamed freely over my physique. He relied away from me and then grasped my hips.
"Your fucking pussy feels so fucking good on my dick." He panted abruptly.

I raved as he moved out of me and then slid back in.
"That feels delightful. Oh my god, Madara!" Grabbing my upper palm skin with such force that I could not stand, I cooed and gnawed.

I tightened my thighs around his waist and squeezed as best as possible. He slid in and out of me, and soon, our bodies were slapping together.
"Yes..." He growled, "Squeeze that cock with your pussy so I can cum hard."

I whimpered as he started moving faster and faster. I could feel myself tensing up, knowing it was coming.

"I love your tight pussy." He hissed in my mouth.

"Feeling you on top of me and in control is the hottest thing ever!" I moaned, my head spinning, and I was becoming lost in the sensation of him thrusting inside me. His solid length filled me in a way I never thought possible. Every movement sent sparks of delight across my skin. I was close, so very close.

"Oh fuck, babe...I --," he grunts.

"I'm not going to last much longer, too." I squeal.

"-- I'm about to blow." Madara gulped.

"Oh my god, I am...--" I tried to warn him but could only mewl as I felt my climax building. I can't help but scream out in ecstatic bliss. This is pure, mesmerizing magic; I never want it to end.

 "-- Ahh!" I sniffled. 

"I'm going to cum all over you," Madara rumbled with rising relish.

He pounded into me, driving me crazy. He groans with delight. We moved together with feral, animalistic abandon, the satisfaction of it all coursing through us like electricity. The air around us was heavy with lust, our skin damp to the touch. We reached higher levels of glee with each prosperous force and desperate wail until we finally collapsed into a blissful heap of exhaustion.
One last time, Madara sunk deep inside me as I climaxed. I was whimpering incoherently as I came all over his dick. I finally stopped moving, laying my head on his shoulder. I could hear him gritting his teeth. His huffing intensified, and his grip tightened as his body shuddered. He spurted out of me, jetting white streams that spilled onto my stomach before burying his head in the crook of my neck. He let out a low, lingering roar as he cummed. On my collar, I felt his burning exhale: he was perfect. My knees buckled under him, and he fell forward onto top of me, gasping for air.
His muted exasperations of pleasure are so irresistible, so arousing. I'm always drawn to his voice when he's too lost in the bliss of his climax to contain himself. Madara's tone when he's let go and his orgasm takes over him is beautiful.

"Ohhh...I can feel your dick throbbing." Inhaling frantically, I gulped, sweat dripping from my forehead. "It...It felt...so fucking great." I choked, speaking with some pause. His perspiring forehead brushed upon mine, and he closed his eyes, clinging to me tightly.

"Babe, you always feel so damn good," he voiced in my ear and crashed next to me in bed, taking a moment to whiff. We were both panting heavily, our skin tacky as oil and drenched in a feverish sweltering. Our gazes were locked on each other's, and our mouths sought out one another's every time we caught a breath.
It was a wildly wondrous fuck.

 💭 Uchiha recalls. Her eyes are filled with desire, lust, and want. She watches me and my every move; every time I thrust inside her, she moans and wails, watching me intently as if I'm all she can think about, and she's never wanted anything more than me, like me. I hear her whimpers grow louder and higher. Her breasts jiggled and shivered in an intoxicating rhythm, sending a wave of heat through my corpus. With each movement, the whimpers that escaped her grew more urgent and higher-pitched until finally, her head rolled back, and her snorting turned ragged. While I pushed faster, she let out faint laments that grew more stentorian. As I got into her further, her expression became ecstasy, and her eyelids fluttered shut. Every motion of mine was met with an increasing intensity of pleasure from her, and all I heard was the sound of her uncontrollable exhalation.

"How... are you feeling? Did you enjoy... yourself?" He hummed and puffed out a harsh sigh.

I waved. "And... you?" Our chests rose and fell rapidly in tandem.

"Very much." He chuckled, took an exhale, and embraced me.

We shared a gentle kiss. 

I huffed. "Me too." Our tongues intertwined, releasing hot sighs inside our mouths, and our eyes slackened slightly as we kissed affectionately.

I keened softly and nodded. "I'm exhausted, but I want more." I reached up and tapped his cheek. "Thank you for making me feel so good, Sir."

He slanted a brow at me. "'Sir', huh? But you know that you can call me anything you want."

I licked my lips and bit my lower one. "Anything, Sir?"

He gave me a mischievous cheer. "Of course. Anything."

I let out a slow exhale. "Okay then, I'll call you whatever you want, Mr. Perv."

He guffawed. "I changed my mind. Just call me by my name."

I burst out of laughter. "But what if I want to say something else? Like 'my Lord' or 'my Master'? I giggled.

He beamed. "Then you can whisper it into my ear. Okay?"

I nodded, "Yes, Madara, my baby." I trailed my fingertips around his glistering chest.

His knuckles traced my jawline. "You were so sweet tonight, Haruko. You've been such a good girl. I just had to make sure that I got in there deep enough to give you a taste of what it's like to be fucked by me," he bragged.

"You're just a self-righteous, arrogant man. Oh, I like that." I scoffed at him.

"There won't be a day without me fucking you, keep that in mind." He asserted.

"What?" I blushed and raised my eyebrow.

"Just saying, Haruko." He closed his eyes and slumped his head over the pillow. 

"Okay, Sir," I scowled and leaned forward. I kissed the side of his chest and tummy.

"Ah, stop it. I'm tickled there, Haruko." Madara let out a hearty laugh and shifted his gaze toward me. His cheeks were stretched wide, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Huh?!" My eyes widened. "Do you get tickles?" I was taken aback.

"Yeah," he replied, nodding. "On the sides of my abdomen."

"This is fantastic, as it means I can now torture you in another way. Thanks to you, Madara." I winked and lunged at him with outstretched fingertips.

"I will tickle you to death!" I cocked playfully. 

"When I fuck you so hard you can't move, you can try." He joked sharply.

"Is that a deal?" I asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow.

"Come here, you little troublemaker..." He yanks me onto him. "Let me find your weak points, my Goddess." He retorted snidely.

"You are my weak point; there is nothing else to find." Staring him in the eyes and tracing my forefinger along his chin, I shrugged.

We both laughed and cuddled together.

When we'd finally calmed down, I began to speak. "Thank you for taking care of me. I needed that more than ever." 

"Mmm. I know you did." He kissed my forehead and caressed my hair with his fingers.

"Oh, I just noticed you didn't even take off your clothes fully," I muttered.

"You too, by the way. Who cares," Madara convinced.

"You are such a rushy and feisty beast," I sneered evilly and tightened my legs around his waist, and we made out again while we lay in bed.

"I can't get enough of having you in my bed. I'm fascinated with how you act so passionate and loud while we're making love. It's your bestial nature during sex that I truly enjoy." He declared, touching my lineaments with his fingertip.

I beam admiringly. "You're in my power, honey. I adore it."

He gave me a wry wink. "You sassy one. How about we take a nice warm bath together and make some more mischief?"

I grinned and cocked an eyebrow as I said, "Sassy one, huh? Alright then. Let's get ready for a nice warm bath; it'll be even more fun than before! It would be my pleasure." I cheered and got out of bed.

"The pleasure will be all mine," Madara declared, climbing from the pillow.
"I hope you know what I mean, Haruko." He joked.

Throwing my nightie at his countenance, I leered. "I understood your hint, perverted stallion."

He began to chuckle. "Oh, you're one to talk, lewd girl."

Uchiha took his clothes off. He slapped Haruko's buttocks as they walked to the doors.
"Oh, stop it!" She snapped and poked him from the back. Then Madara grabbed her by the hand and tugged her gently towards the bathroom while winking mischievously.
"Come on, I know you like it when I do that." He laughed, and the room was silent but for their distant snickering. 

🕚 22:45 | the Bathroom

He stepped away from me and ventured to the showers. I followed him.
"Do you want me to repeat it with you in the shower?" I asked with curiosity.
He glanced at me with a sneer. I gazed at Madara, and he was getting rigid again; I bit my bottom lip. His eyes were filled with lustful determination, and I could tell he was planning something.

He turned on the hot water, and I watched him step under it. 

💭 She ponders. I couldn't help but stare at his perfect body and thick shaft standing straight. It was so big... so beautiful... so delicious. I wanted it so badly. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to taste it. I tried to suck it. I wanted to swallow it whole. I wanted to ride it.
Whenever I fuck out his brains with my mouth, I relish the look on his face. The way he growls, the moan when he is close, and the grunt when he comes. My blood is boiling just thinking about his gaze, his cock throbbing in my jaw. Reflecting on it has made me soak. I also remember the time I peeped at him in the shower.

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"Come here." He crowed.
I joined him in the steamy room. I ran my hands through his hair. I rub his shoulder and undergo. I squeezed his nipples. I bit his neck. I could feel him trembling beneath me. I kissed him again. I kissed him impetuously. I kissed him like I would never kiss anyone ever again. 

The warm water was falling on us as we stood in the bathroom. Our bodies were slick from the hot water. Between our legs, his dick throbbed. My hands glide forth to his balls, and I graze them, causing him to shiver. I rake my nails alongside his skin, and Madara winced. He takes a sharp respire and quickly says, "Oh yeah, babe, just like that." I stroked Madara's dick with my hand lightly and slid my hand over his abs up to his throat. I took his head in my hand and rubbed him. He tugged on my hair and leaned in close until our eyes met. 

"Ah," I subtly mewled.
His gaze smoldered with desire as he murmured, "Your teasing is so fun," his voice low.
"But I want to feel your mouth around me." Madara kissed my shoulders while tracing patterns on my skin with his hair.

"Mm, horny boy, remain patient." I nibbled my gob, glancing downwards at his rod and into his eyes again. I could feel his wheeze on my neck as I whispered, "When you're so desperate to be sucked off, I'm fond of it." My hands caressed the wet hair on his head.
"I love to be the one to give it to you. Anything you want, baby," I murmured, my tone taking on a husky edge.

💭 Haruko ruminate. Scalding hot water cascaded over us, drenching our skin in a steamy warmth that seemed to draw out the very essence of his being. The steam swirled around us, intensifying the heat. His muscles seemed to flex as if he was getting hotter by the second. Reflections from the hot water enhanced his toned abs and chiseled features. The stinging sensation on my skin felt like a fire, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to him.
I grabbed his hand and hauled it towards me, pressing my lips hungrily against the tip of his thumb. I ran my tongue up and down the length of his fingertip. He peered at me with a hungry sight as if he could eat me up with a single swallow. I teased him, pushing him ever closer to the edge of his self-control. I liked to tease him until he was almost unsubdued, for it was at these moments that I felt closest to his true self. Tease him and leave him wanting more. Until that point, when the last restraint thread snaps, he becomes the animal I love so much. I relished in that momentary vulnerability, where I could see the real Madara hiding beneath his hardened exterior. His body vibrated with eagerness as he let me drive him further and further past his limits.

He breathed. "Because actions speak louder than words, I will make you feel what your slutty attitude does to me right now," Madara smirked and clasped my waist, dragging me into his mighty torso.

 "Oh, hell, I admire it when you forcefully pull me to yourself, Madara," I confessed.

"Although you blew me in the shower two days ago, today will be your first time getting fucked under hot water in the bathroom. Before we fuck, one more thing needs to be done." He gave me a warm, fuzzy leer. 

I exclaimed. "You have no idea how excited I am anticipating that!" I leaned into his face and surveyed his lucid black eyes. As my tongue licked his chin to his lip, he sighed subduedly. My actions thrilled him, and I was so joyous about it. I felt his arms tighten around me, luring me closer. His hands moved over my body, grabbing my waist, thighs, and hair. We weren't kissing for a moment, just snuffling into each other's mouths. Having broken the hold, he grazed my neck hungrily until I whimpered in protest.

"Fuck, when I'm near you, I lose my head. Is there a reason why you have such an impact on me?" He panted, raising my chin while I eagerly examined him. 

💭 Uchiha's mind. Although I am aware that we have known each other for a short period, I don't know her intimately. But still, I find myself inexplicably drawn to her outrageous attitude and daring words. Her magnetic power drew me to her, calling out my deepest desires. Her lustful and wicked demeanor captivated me, and my attempts to resist her allure failed. With her audacious antics and risqué conversations, Haruko drives me untamed. The passionate flame between us burned brighter with each glance and heated touch. Her salacious words and naughty behavior arouse a fire in me that blazes into an insatiable inferno. This mistress has easily hooked me with her lustful promiscuity and dirty mind, not to mention how well she acts in bed. I can't let it all die down; I long for more. 

"Haruko, why do you make me even more unhinged than I already am when we're together?" He muttered and did not allow me to say a word. His lips were seared with mine.

💭 Haruko reflected. It was so unexpected to listen to him say that. My heart would beat out of my chest as he spoke. I was suddenly overwhelmed by feelings that seemed far more powerful than physical attraction. Was this mutual? Or was I just naive in believing something more profound was taking root? Before I got too immersed, I had to tame my thoughts. Madara was undeniably alluring, but there was no denying this feeling of dread threatening to consume me completely. God. This man is irresistible to me. He's all I can think about. I knew I was doomed. I'm a lost cause.

Madara kissed me roughly; he was taking short puffs, and I felt them as he huffed hot, humid, and fast on my face. I was held close to him by his arms, unable to escape. His lips were firm, unmoving, his tongue just at the threshold of mine. The warmth of his breath tickled my cheeks. I could see a fire burning behind his pupils. Our faces pressed together as he snarled and sighed. I could feel the hardness of his cock as he brushed against me. The teeth of his mouth were locked opposite mine, and he lightly nibbled and sucked on my upper lip before withdrawing.

"I'm going to make you feel something more intense than anything I've done to you before." He slyly admitted.

"I'm dying to discover what you're up to," I commented.

As they conversed passionately, their thoughts sped back and forth. They were locked in a heated battle, silently arguing, each unaware of the other's thoughts. Both brains were fighting, eagerly competing, yet neither knew that emotions were stirring. Despite knowing their minds had connected in a way they couldn't explain, no one dared to break the silence. Their hearts were ablaze with thirst and lust, leaving everything behind. Would they ever have the courage to reveal what indeed lurked inside? What if they're fantasizing?