Obito carried her straight into the room, dropping her gently onto the futon. His eyes narrowed, the Sharingan spinning faintly as he leaned down.
"Th-This kind of training..." Yugao whispered, her voice trembling. Her heartbeat pounded so loud she swore he could hear it.
Obito brushed his fingers across her chin, tilting her face up. "You said it yourself. You wanted to choose you, didn't you?"
Her lips parted, a nervous breath spilling out. "I... I did.."
Obito smirked faintly. "Then don't regret it."
And with that, he lowered his mouth to kiss her.
Obito suddenly paused, his movents halting above her.
"...Huh?" Yugao blinked in confusion, her breath shallow.
Without a word, he reached up and pulled away his mask. The faint glow of the lantern spilled across his bare face, sharp and handso, his features now exposed.
Before she could even ask, his lips crashed against hers, stealing her voice. The kiss was deep and hot. Between breaths, his voice murmured low against her ear:
"Obito... Obito Uchiha. You can call that."
Yugao's eyes flew wide. That na...she had heard it long ago, spoken in whispers of a boy who had died in the war.
But she had no ti to think. His hands slid against her skin, peeling away her clothes with a firm, deliberate touch. Heat rushed to her face as she looked at him, mask gone, expression raw and open.
Her blush deepened, and instead of speaking, she let instinct take over. Her arms wrapped tight around his neck, her legs curling around his waist, pulling him closer.
Then, with a sudden surge of courage, Yugao flipped the mont...pressing him down beneath her, riding against him as she kissed him hard, desperate, as if she'd been starving for him all along.
The wet sounds of their mouths eting filled the room.... the noise echoing with every greedy clash of lips and tongue. Obito's eyes widened in surprise at her boldness, but his hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place.
Chuu... smooch... haaah...
Yugao's breath grew ragged, hot against his lips.
Her body trembled with heat, every nerve screaming with need as she ground herself down against him. Her soft, round buttocks pressed and slid against his abs, each motion making Obito's muscles tense beneath her.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, gripping hard as she kissed him with a hunger that left no space to breathe. Lips crashing, sucking, biting...her tongue sought his desperately, refusing to let go.
In that mont, she stopped thinking entirely. Sha, doubt, hesitation...all of it lted away. What was left was pure instinct.
The instinct to take.
The instinct to fuck.
Yugao suddenly pulled back, her eyes blazing with heat. Before Obito could even say a word, her trembling hand reached down, fingers wrapping around the thickness of his cock.
"Yugao..."
She didn't wait. With a desperate cry, she guided him to her entrance and sank down in one thrust.
"Ahhh !" Her voice cracked, body shuddering violently as her pussy stretched for the first ti, swallowing him whole.
Obito's brow furrowed, his hand imdiately gripping her hips to steady her. "Calm down you'll hurt yourself if you force it like that."
But Yugao only leaned forward, lips crashing onto his, muffling her moans with a wild, hungry kiss. Her tongue tangled with his as she ignored the pain, focusing only on the heat filling her.
Slowly, she lifted her hips, her plump ass rising and then dropping back down with a smack!
"Ahhhnnn~" she gasped against his mouth.
Again she raised herself, and again she slamd down, her ass cheeks clapping against his skin with wet, obscene sounds.
Smack! Clap! Smack! Squelch!
Her walls gripped him desperately, juices already coating his shaft as she bounced. The rhythm was ssy at first, her body still trembling from the sharp stretch of her virgin pussy, but soon her movents grew more fluid, driven by instinct.
Her big ass rippled with every drop, flesh eting flesh in lewd collisions. The wet friction echoed in the room, each thrust making her moan louder.
"Mmnhh-Obito... ahhh... Obito...!"
She's letting everything out all at once... Obito thought as he watched Yugao bounce wildly on his cock, her ass slapping down against him over and over without a trace of sha.
Her movents were ssy, desperate, but behind them he could feel sothing deeper years of bottled-up frustration and now... a fierce, hidden possessiveness.
Did i and Pakura being with ... flip a switch inside her? Obito mused, helpless amusent tugging at his lips.
But taking it lying down wasn't his style. No... I'll have to knock so sense into her.
His smirk widened. With a sudden movent, Obito wrapped an arm around her neck, pulling her down until their chests pressed together. Yugao let out a startled gasp, lips crushed against his as her hips faltered for the first ti.
And then
Thrust!
Obito adjusted his posture, feet planting firmly, and began slamming up into her with brutal power. "Ahhh~!" Yugao's cry broke as her back arched, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Slap! Clap! Smack!
Each upward thrust drove his cock deep, the lewd clap of flesh echoing in the room. Her ass rippled every ti it smacked down against his thighs, the wet friction of her pussy squelching loud with every withdrawal.
"Haaahh! Ahhhhnn~ Obito! It's... so deep-!"
Schlick! Squelch!
Smack! Slap!
His length speared her again and again, battering her walls until the tip kissed her womb with every strike. The shape of her insides warped around him, clenching down tighter the rougher he got.
Her moans lted into feverish sobs, lips dragging against his as he kissed her hard, swallowing every sound.
Clap! Clap! Squelch!
Smack!
The rhythm turned savage....skin on skin, wet heat spreading across both their stomachs.
Yugao clung to him desperately, legs tightening around his waist as her body shook, unable to fight the
pounding.
"Obito! Obitooo!"
Her voice cracked, a scream half-moan, half-plea as she surrendered fully under the force of his thrusts.
"F-Fuck ... fuck harder!" Yugao gasped, her voice breaking as she rode his cock without restraint. Her hips slamd down again and again, wet slaps echoing in the room.
Clap! Smack! Squish!
"Make my pussy yours....!" she moaned, eyes hazy with lust. "Turn into your slut, Obito...! F-Fuck senseless... yes, yes!"
Obito's grin widened at her desperate words. His arms tightened around her waist as he drove up into her
with even greater force.
Thrust! Clap! Slap!
Schlick!
"When..." he said between kisses, his tone playful. "...did you have the illusion... that you weren't mine to
begin with?"
Her body shuddered violently at his words.
"You were always my bitch, Yugao."
The mont the word left his lips
"AHHHHNNN~ !" Yugao scread, cumming hard. Her entire body convulsed, her pussy clamping down
and milking him, juices gushing out lewdly.
Squirt! Squish! Schlick!
Her nails raked across his back, her voice breaking into ragged moans as the orgasm shook through her.
Obito's palm cracked sharply across her ass. Smack!
"Nnnggghh~!" she squealed, her ass reddening instantly under his hand.
"More... Obito... please.." she begged breathlessly, face flushed and eyes wet with lust.
"Punish more... hit my ass again... make it rember...!"
Her shaless plea only made her hips grind harder, desperate for more abuse and pleasure.
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