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 The "Four F's": Fighting, fleeing, feeding and......well we'll get to that later...Michio/Satsuriku

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PostSubject: The "Four F's": Fighting, fleeing, feeding and......well we'll get to that later...Michio/Satsuriku   Sat Jun 18, 2011 2:50 am

Her body stiffened as she was stuck between Michio in the wall, his lips pressed against hers, taking her lips in a kiss as her moan of surprise caught his attention and his eyes flashed, enjoying that sound as his emerald eyes matched the desire reflected from her golden orbs. Truly he expected her to fight against him, he waited for her to push him away, for her to try to escape or to find a way to stop his advances, but she did not. Instead, she did what he had not expected. Despite the confidence of his advance, despite his words, his attitude, his very persona; this was not the kind of thing he did, he did not often reflect desire such as this. Satsuriku wasn't just his newest form of release, he felt desire as soon as he had witnessed her bloodshed. She was one who matched his own blood thirst and could compete with his skill and even make him remove his coat. He expected her to stop him or make an attempt to, as he knew she could not force him away, but he would've stopped the advance if she so desired it. Thus one could imagine his surprise when she did not, one could imagine his surprise when she let go.

He let out a quiet noise of approval and surprise as her lips seemed to soften against his and she kissed him back, he felt her hand trace up into his hair before gripping it tightly, his own eyes closing slowly as hers did. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was aware of the 'poof' noise as her clone was dispelled, but the only thing within his focus was her. Her skin was warm to his touch as his fingers traced softly down her side and rested on her hips, it was was warm even through her cool wet clothing which was getting more and more soaked by the minute as the rain continued to fall. He kissed more eagerly in responds to the sound of her hungry moan, her desire just as apparent as hers by the way he touched her, the way his body was pressed hungrily to hers, the way he kissed her with a craving.

If there was anyone left alive to see the beginning to their dance of desire it might have looked like a scene from a horror movie. The rain came poured down, puddling and lifting the debris from the bar, the scene was carnage as the bar was barely still standing, a large hole in the wall and tens of other holes within the floor and ceiling, it seemed like a strong gust of wind would destroy the structure entirely. Yet, the destruction did not complete the scene, no that was not the worst of it. In their battle they had caused the death of many of the patrons and those that were alive were either impaled or trying to crawl away for their life. Yet still the two missing shinobi continued in the field of bloodshed, oblivious to it all.

She had let go, her hips thrusting invitingly against Michio as his body pressed against hers, he matched that movement, his body moved against hers as he let out a small growl, an animalistic noise filled with his desire for her. A small groan escaping his lips as her tongue traced teasingly across his lips, his lips parting slightly as he pressed his lips harder against hers, deepening the kiss as he was pulled against her by a squeeze on his butt. With another small growl he slid his tongue slowly and teasingly against her soft lips, eager for a deeper kiss as his body slowly began to grind against hers, his body filled with need for her. He wanted, no needed to make her his, he was overfilled with desire for the emerald haired woman as his hands raked down her body, gripping her thighs with a slightly rough touch as he pulled them up, lifting her off her feet as he pressed eagerly against her, the rain not doing a thing to quench the heat of his body.


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PostSubject: Re: The "Four F's": Fighting, fleeing, feeding and......well we'll get to that later...Michio/Satsuriku   Fri Jun 24, 2011 8:07 pm

He was a bit surprised by her reactions, she had been able to tell that from his small noise of approval. But he also seemed to approve very much of her bold movements and her fierce response to him. Perhaps he had expected her to fight or try to get away. This was something that felt really right, like it had been meant to happen. Like those two crazies were totally perfect for each other. Her hand which had been on his butt traced up his back where slowly a bone penetrated the skin of Satsuriku's hand and started to cut at his shirt while grazing lightly against his skin. She dragged it over his back and onto his side before moving over his stomach, opening the shirt more before she pulled the bone back into her hand and ran her palm against his warm skin. She felt a bit greedy as she started to feel him a bit up. She felt every muscle underneath her fingertips as she ran her hand slowly onto his hard stomach and then up it, lingering against his chest while she pressed it closer to his warm and wet skin.

She could feel his heartbeat against her palm as she pressed it against his chest. It was weird to be this close to someone and feel this intimate, and not having in mind to kill that person or really be over thinking. She was just there to feel that moment, and to perhaps finally become 'one' with someone? It was interesting to her to feel his heart, and know that it was beating a bit faster than normally because of him being that close to her. Because of that vibe between them. He wasn't scared of her, and he seemed to have admired her handy work when it came to killing. And that was just hot. Her tongue slid slowly into his mouth as he parted his lips, and hesitantly met his own tongue before rubbing lightly against it while Satsuriku tilted her head slightly.

Her fingernails grazed down his chest, leaving a light mark, before digging harder in. A red trail was left, and even slight blood appeared. She felt the faint smell of the sweet blood, and absentmindedly ran her hand over the small blood drops, smearing it against her and his skin. Her lips pulled slowly from his, even if she felt like she wanted to be glued to him for a few more minutes.. or hours, while she held up her hand. Her eyes opened the slightest, her dazed gaze meeting his own before moving to her hand as she held the bloodied palm up against her mouth and slowly licked the blood in a sensual way. Her slightly pink tongue darted out again, licking her slightly full lips slowly as she enjoyed the taste. "Mmm.." She looked down at his chest and stomach which were both half way exposed after she had cut the shirt up a bit. He looked -good-. Was there seriously anyone that looked this good? All the ninja training he had received.., it was just mind blowing how hot that man was.

A shiver ran down her spine and made her let out a small gasp as he moved his hips with her movement, a fire was being lit within her, and it was starting at the pit of her stomach and was very quickly spreading everywhere. She felt overly sensitive anywhere she was touching him, it was a little bit ticklish even. The water which was dripping down and over them only added onto the feeling, and she felt a bit glad for the chilled feeling it gave her as she was pretty sure she'd burn up soon enough. Her lips met his again, offering him a taste of his own blood as she parted her lips and kissed him deeper. Her soft tongue traced along his as he was already kissing her with passion while she was giving him permission to do what he wanted to do. He was now officially being given the permission to just go wild.

His growling into the kissing made her let out a very soft moan before a louder moan escaped her as his hands went down onto her thighs and squeezed on them before she found herself being lifted upwards. Oh that man was going to blow her mind. She just knew it. He would give her the experience she needed and wanted. Her long legs wrapped around him as if out of natural response and she was grinding slowly against him while trembling a bit. She was craving for more of his touching, and she felt a bit furious at the clothes that were still in the way.

There was no way that Satsuriku would even allow him to stop at this point. She would probably attack him and be the one doing the pinning down if he would start backing down. He better know what kind of a beast he was releasing right there.
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PostSubject: Re: The "Four F's": Fighting, fleeing, feeding and......well we'll get to that later...Michio/Satsuriku   Thu Jul 14, 2011 8:54 am

He groaned out as her nails dug into his chest, the feeling slightly painful but not altogether unpleasant, he felt the feeling of his warm blood slowly move down his skin, mixing with the cool feeling of the rain as her hands were all over him in desire. As Satsuriku pulled from the kiss, Michio wasted no time moving to other matters and pressing his lips to her neck and kissing up to her ear before speaking, "With this..." Michio growled out into her ear it was a noise of someone filled with animal-like desire that would fill her ear as he pressed his body harder against hers, pinning her between his warm flesh and the wall. His hips moved eagerly against hers, in rough movements and he was one step away from letting go. "..you are mine." With that he moved down and pressed his lips against her neck in a soft kiss before he suddenly began to move his hips harder against her as his teeth sunk hard into the flesh of her neck, biting hard. The bite would perhaps draw the slightest amount of blood as it left a deep mark in her skin, it was his mark and it would persist in her flesh for some time. 'You are mine as long as this mark remains in your skin...' he whispered against the mark before kissing it and pulling back to watch her tongue dart across his crimson blood that stained her palm, the sight causing a shiver to run through him before their lips met again in a lust filled kiss.

His lips pressed against hers eagerly as he let out a noise of hunger, his tongue moving against hers eagerly tasting his own blood and the taste of her as his hands moved roughly against her, running up and across her sides rapidly, searching for anyway to remove the frustrating clothing that clung to her wet form. He was far from being gentle with his movements as he gripped her clothing at any point where he could get a hold and once he found one he growled out into the kiss, unwilling to separate their lips once more as he focused his strength and tore away a section of her clothes, freeing more of her flesh to his touch, not caring even one bit for clothes at this time as the beast within him came free.

He didnt use his hands to hold her legs up anymore, he just pressed his body hard against hers, trapping her between him and the wall as he moved his hips, grinding hard into her as open legs as they were wrapped around him. He was burning against her, so hot with lust and desire that he felt the rain may just evaporate on contact with what was exposed of his bare skin as they moved together in their dance. His tongue snaking around hers eagerly enjoying the taste of her as it moved around her soft pink tongue before sucking on it hard with a moan of hunger and lust.

His shirt was torn now, but he cared not, the rain fell on both of them, making them completely soaked, causing their tattered clothes to stick to their bodies as Michio tried furiously to remove hers with his brute strength, ripping sections out at the seams with one hand as his other hand traced across to her chest, giving her full breast a rough squeeze and teasing her nipple before running down her stomach slowly, desperate to feel more of her as their lips were locked in passion.

His hips were grinding into hers hard with need, yet he still managed to run his hand further down to rip away the front of her dress with an effortless movement before trapping his hand between their grinding bodies and rubbing against her crotch eagerly, his rubbing intensified by the force of their grinding. His body grew hotter and hotter against hers with desire and he was forced to pull from the intense kiss, letting out a gasp of air before returning his mouth to hers as he bit and sucked rather hard on her lower lip, his eyes looking into hers, their emerald flames burning with his need for her. He had never felt this much need for another person before, he needed to be one with her, to share the pleasures that each of their flesh granted to one another. He knew that there would be no stopping either of them at this point, certain that anyone or thing that tried would be completely destroyed.


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