With a final hard suck, Obito released her breast with a wet plop. A strand of saliva clung to her nipple before snapping away, leaving the tender flesh reddened and marked.
Pakura barely had time to catch her breath before he pushed her down flat onto the bed.
Her body hit the sheets, and in the next instant, his weight pressed over hers.
"Ah—!" she gasped as Obito spread her legs wide, forcing them apart until she was completely exposed beneath him.
Her flushed thighs trembled, her dripping heat glistening under his gaze.
Then she felt it.
The thick, burning tip of his cock rubbing against her folds, sliding back and forth slowly, teasing her entrance without entering.
"Obito…!" Pakura cried out, her body arching at the sensation. Each drag of his length against her slit sent sparks of unbearable pleasure shooting through her, her breath turning into ragged moans.
He didn't push in...he kept teasing, rubbing his swollen tip against her clit, sliding down, then pressing at her entrance only to pull back again.
Her body ached with frustration, the desire building higher and higher until she couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Please…!" she begged, voice breaking with desperation. Her hands clutched his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin.
"Obito, put it in…! I want it… I can't take it anymore!"
Obito's eyes glowed with a predatory gleam. Without a word, he shifted his hips forward.
The massive head of his cock pressed against her virgin entrance—then forced its way inside.
"Ahhhhhhh—!" Pakura cried out, her body tensing, her walls stretching painfully around his size. Tears welled in her eyes from the intensity, her nails raking down his back.
But Obito didn't stop. He thrust deeper, tearing through her first time completely, until he was buried inside her warmth.
Pakura's whole body shook, her breasts bouncing with each sharp breath as she clung to him, overwhelmed by the mix of pain and ecstasy.
"You're mine now," Obito murmured, his deep voice hot against her ear as he claimed her fully.
Then he stopped for a while after claiming her, giving her a moment to adjust. He watched closely as the tight strain on her face began to ease, her breathing steadier with each passing second.
Her pain softened into something else...her lips parting as a soft, trembling moan escaped.
"Ahh…"
Her eyes fluttered open, locking on his. She spread her arms as if to embrace him, her gaze pulling him closer.
Obito leaned down, and Pakura wrapped herself around him, her warmth pressing against his chest. Her voice brushed against his ear, soft, shy… yet carrying that hidden strength of hers.
"You can go rough on me," she whispered, breath hot against his skin. "This much pain… is nothing to me."
Obito's cock twitched violently at her words, the unexpected mix of shyness and defiance sending a jolt through him.
"…Heh." His smirk widened. "Then don't regret it."
He began moving again...slow at first, dragging his length through her slick heat, making her shiver with every inch.
Schlup… squish…
Pakura's voice rose into a low moan, her body arching under him as she tightened around him. Her hands clutched his back, nails raking across his skin as her moans grew louder, rawer.
"Obito… ahhh ~ Obito…!"
Her proud tone from before melted into lewd cries, shamelessly calling his name into his ear as he increased his pace.
Clap! Pahhh! Squelch!
Each thrust grew harder, deeper, making her breasts bounce against his chest. Her voice trembled with every impact, her moans spilling out uncontrollably as his cock claimed her completely.
Obito's breath was hot against her neck as he fucked her harder, savoring the way the strong, composed kunoichi now clung to him desperately, her voice breaking into pure pleasure.
Pakura's lips brushed his ear again, whispering between her cries, "More… don't hold back…make me yours completely!"
And Obito obliged, pounding into her with rising intensity, the wet slap of their bodies echoing in the dark room as her lewd moans grew sweeter with every thrust.
Clap! Smack! Squish! Pahh!
Each thrust drove deeper, her body quivering under the force.
Pakura's voice poured out uncontrollably, no longer the calm kunoichi of Sunagakure but a woman drowning in pleasure.
"Mnnghh ❤️ ahhh!"
"Hhmmmnn ~ahhhhnn~"
"Nnnggghh ~! O-Obito…! Haaahh!"
Her moans rose higher, raw and broken, filling the room in a chorus of shameless cries. Her nails dug into his shoulders, dragging across his skin as her breasts bounced wildly with every slam.
"Say it," Obito growled into her ear, his voice rough, teasing as his cock pounded into her soaked core. "Say who's making you like this."
"Y-you… Obito ~ ahhhnnn! Only you!" Pakura gasped, her proud voice cracking into desperate moans.
That was enough.
Her body tightened violently around him, her walls clamping down as a surge of heat exploded from her core.
"Ahhhhhh~! Obitooo!" she screamed, her body arching high, thighs trembling as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her long legs snapped shut around his waist, her thick thighs locking him in place with crushing force. The leg lock dragged him even deeper inside her, her body refusing to let him go.
Obito gritted his teeth, groaning as her tightness milked him mercilessly. His thrusts grew ragged, desperate, until he buried himself fully slamming to the hilt.
With a guttural growl, he released, spilling his seed deep inside her womb.
Throb… throb…
Pakura moaned through the aftershocks, clinging to him, her nails scratching across his back as her body quivered.
Her legs only tightened around him, holding him trapped inside as both of them shuddered from the intensity.
Their breaths mingled in the heated air, her flushed face pressed against his neck, his smirk curving against her ear.
In that moment, Pakura of the Scorch Release, was entirely his.
After a while, Pakura lifted Obito's head with both hands and kissed him deeply.
Obito returned it without hesitation, their tongues rolling together, heat and hunger pouring into that kiss.
When Pakura finally broke away, a trembling moan escaped her lips, caused by the sudden emptiness as Obito's cock slid out of her. Her body shuddered, her thighs quivering, still aching for more.
She knew he wasn't finished with her yet. Her eyes locked on his, fire and mischief mixing in their depths. Then both of them froze, their gazes shifting toward the door.
No one was there.
But both could feel it...someone's presence lingering just beyond.
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