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After the Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended, the world was experiencing a time of peace. The villages for once were able to live in relative harmony with one another as they rebuilt, and for once, all seemed to be well. The kage were able to live peaceful lives and soon began retiring, passing on the baton to the next generations. That is until an unknown virus infects the northern coast. The first to fall is the once powerful Raikage, Ay. While many thought this virus was a simple mutation of what may have well been the flu, no one would ever think of the destruction it would cause. Especially when it infected a certain Uzumaki Naruto.
With his death came the malice; with the malice came the destruction; with the destruction came the shinobi' revolt; and with the revolt came the sacrifices. The Bijuu became filled with malice that they sought to destroy the world. Shinobi sought a way to fight them and once again capture each of the Bijuu. Time passed, and a plan was devised. The Jinchuuriki would be sacrificed for the greater good of the world, and with the deaths of nine individuals, an uneasy peace began.
As time continued, the villages began to truly restructure. In a peace that would last 80 years after the downfall of the Bijuu, the world would see the creation of a great many things. Technology was beginning to take root and before long the blossoms that grew from the tree of the advanced mind would bear fruit. A many great things came to be. A railroad between the vast many nations. Mechanical limbs to replace lost ones. Radios that could reach between villages. Everything seemed to be becoming less reliant on the shinobi. Only the need for them never truly vanished. As with the growth of time, also continued the growth of malice.
Memory of where they went, of how long it took to reach the bed, were nonexistent in the mind of the rogue. All that stuck was the taste of her mouth, the soft pressure of her lips that were once against his, and the desires burning like a hot iron coil within his gullet.
A sea of softness surrounded Sato, his body having been pushed into a cushioned bed. How long had it been since a bed so soft had graced his tired body? He would not be able to remember in time, as the woman descended upon him.
Reina was a cat who had caught her meal, delivering a finishing strike to her pounced prey with hungering lips. This time, their kiss would not be one sided, as Sato would retaliate with just as much longing in the indulgent actions with his lustful tongue.
She was tearing away at her clothes, giving the rogue greater glimpses of her uncovered self with the more attire she removed. Sato was pinned at the woman disrobed, leaving him unable to follow suit. Though even if he could, he wasn't sure just where he would start. It wasn't as if he had done something like this before.
Had she?
"Have you-..." he began, blinking in confusion. The man would shrug the question off, instead reaching up to take hold of the female's supple hips. She was notably soft, warm to the touch and electric in feirocity.
But he had to wonder what it would feel like beneath it all.
Reina had just slipped off her undershirt, leaving her straddling him with only her bra to cover her chest, when he spoke. Sato didn't finish his question, but he didn't need to; the woman knew what he meant. Her lips quirked as she smiled at him. "No. You?" Then she discarded the flimsy white lace, a blush spreading across her face; the only article of clothing preventing her from being fully bared to him was her skirt, although she wasn't quite sure she wanted to remove that yet. She'd see what he did first.
The woman slid off of him, allowing the man the chance to disrobe. Despite the flush of her cheeks, Reina was not a shy woman; she leaned in to kiss him again, her bare chest pressing against the fabric of his jacket, and slid a hand down to squeeze a certain part of his anatomy. How he would respond to that was a mystery - but one she wished to see solved, for certain.
And yet despite all of her provacative actions, no matter how routine her affectionate display had seemed, this was apparently Reina's first time going to such a distance with a man. Another unexpected discovery today to share with the woman, it was. Was this just instinct? Is that all it ever was?
What a remarkable woman.
Though when it came time for Sato to answer, he felt a particular dilemma arise within himself. It would do neither of them good to know one another's experience in such provocation. Perhaps she would call it off were she to know he was inexperienced. At least, this was what Sato thought.
No, if this was just instinct...then...
As her bare body braced against his chest, hands gently massaging untouched regions of his loins, the man would act. Her weight would be pressed further into the cushion as she hovered over him, as if the man were sinking into the bed; this was very much the case. His body practically melted into water, clothing slinking off his liquid form and falling off the edge of the bed. The mass of water would rush over the half-naked woman's body, its warmth streaming over her skin like a gentle bath, before converging behind her straddling self.
Sato's body would return, his back pressed against her own, and his solidified hands reaching from behind to cup Reina's bountiful bosom. His clothing would have completely escaped his form, leaving the pale man exposed, though his position placed him just out of the woman's sight. He could not help himself from squeezing her lovely orbs with hungering animosity, as a rising mass from his loins would make itself known, its pressure rubbing along her naked inner thigh.
"Who cares..." he would whisper, pressing his lips to her neck. A gentle bite would pinch her skin, digging the tips of his shark-like teeth into the soft flesh of her inner shoulder.
She paused, momentarily startled, as the man dissolved into water underneath her. What on earth? He was capable of such strange and wonderful things, Reina thought as the pleasantly warm liquid caressed her form and then solidified back into the man she had wooed into her bed. She leaned back against him, neck bared, a soft sigh escaping her as his calloused hands cupped her chest.
Reina managed, in an act of extreme dexterity, to discard her skirt whilst his teeth sank slowly into her shoulder. Fully nude, she pressed against him - obviously eager for more than his surprisingly gentle touch.
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