Good Boy

He sat in her room on a couch she loved so much she wouldn’t allow anyone but him or herself to occupy. Her sandal clad feet moved over the carpeting quickly as she moved from bed to wardrobe to bed again. Her black hair shimmered in the moonlight pouring in through the thin lace curtains at the window. She practically lived in the forest alone, save the animals. The curtains were there just for a semblance of normalcy. She glanced at the man sitting on her favorite couch. God, did she need some normalcy in all the things going on in here life.

The water was surprisingly warm against her dark brown skin. A frown crinkled her nose when she saw the color in her hair pouring down the drain with each cup of water. A strange sensation to turn the water off came over her, but she simply lowered her head and allowed the black liquid to run from her hair and into the tub. She turned the water off some minutes later and jumped from the shower with a smile. After pulling on a thick purple cotton robe, she walked from the bathroom back to her bedroom where her visitor stood staring out into the darkness. She smiled; he could probably see the movement of every animal within a mile.

Her soft hands grabbed a handful of the cloth of his cape and pulled it from him. She did the same to his shirt and pants. After pressing a soft kiss into his shoulder, she rested her head on his shoulder and allowed her hands to brush his muscular chest and well-carved abdomen. Her fingers stopped at his neck. They played with the mask covering his face until he sighed rather loudly. She pressed another kiss into his shoulder and pulled it off quickly. His body tensed. She bit into his shoulder gently. “You’re such a good boy.” Her hands moved up the side of his head until she tangled her fingers in his thick brown hair, which he still kept short and spiky. She grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back hard enough so that he was bent back with his face turned up towards hers. He smiled at her, his left eye blue opposed to his original eye, which was hazel colored. She moaned as she pressed their lips together hungrily.

He grabbed her head and threw her over his shoulder. Her feet landed flatly on the wall where she smirked wickedly at him. She lowered herself into a crouch and pulled at the collar of her robe. His body reacted instantly. He leapt towards her, missing her by less than an inch. She laughed as she flipped from the small table by the door to the chair he had occupied earlier. Her fingers pulled her open robe closed.

He looked slightly downcast as he strutted towards her. “Toby isn’t a good boy?”

He stood in front of her in all of his glory as pale as the moon shining through her window. She leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss against his abdomen. Her hands rested on his thighs as she slowly began to kiss him lower. Her lips brushed his hairless pubic area. She dug he fingernails into his thighs deep enough for little trails of blood to trickle down his skin. He trembled above her; his dick began to harden in response to the pain. She wrapped her hand around the slightly flaccid organ and took it into her mouth. Her tongues teased the tip of it as she sucked it hungrily. He made a sound in the back of his throat that mad her look up. She pulled away from him and stood so that she could drop her robe to the floor. He stared into her eyes before lowering his gaze to her beautifully shaped breasts. He bowed and flicked his tongue over each of her dark nipples. He gripped her right breast hard and sucked at her nipple while she whimpered above him. He averted his attention to sucking her left nipple then, but squeezed her breasts as hard as he could. She moaned loudly and fell against him as an orgasm ran through her body like electricity.

He lifted her by her thighs and pressed her against the wall. His mouth latched onto her neck where he sucked her skin painfully hard as he slid into her wetness. She moaned and dug her fingernails into his shoulder. Their bodies moved a strange rhythm as he squeezed her left breast, sucked her neck, and fucked her all at once. Her hips grinded his desperately with each small scream that escaped her.

“Ayame is a good girl.” He whispered the words into her ear before he began to bite on her earlobe.

She wrapped her legs around his waist tighter and pressed her body closer to his. His hands slid down the smooth skin of her back so that he clutched an ass cheek in each hand. He smiled as he thrust harder. His hand slapped the soft skin underneath it. He kissed the side of her face and slapped her ass again. “Is Tobi a good boy?”

Screamed when he bit down into her shoulder, thrust into her hard enough to shake the wall behind them, and slapped her ass simultaneously. “Tobi is a good boy!” She clutched at him. He repeated his actions. She dug her fingers as deep into his shoulders as they could go. “Fuck! Tobi…” She whimpered when he rubbed her stinging bottom and carried her over to the bed. He dropped her with a smirk and jumped in beside her. He flipped her over onto her stomach and slid into her again. She grabbed the metal bar at the end of the bed so hard her fingers had begun to dig into her palms. She pressed her face into the pillow, but he grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. She screamed. “Mmmtobiissuchagoodboy!”

He grabbed her hips and began to move slower and deeper. She collapsed in front of him so that her forehead rested on the back of her hands as she panted. He reached forward and took one breast into each hand and squeezed. He chuckled to himself when she whimpered and set up on all fours again. His arms wrapped around her waist as he began to move faster and harder.

“Yes. Yes.” Her hips began to move against his. “Y-yes. God, Tobi is fucking great!” She shivered when another orgasm moved from her pussy to her stomach until she was trembling all over. She bucked against him hard, reveling the feel of his thick dick so deep in her wet pussy. She couldn’t take it anymore. Another orgasm hit her, causing her to tighten around his dick and become wetter. He kissed her on the shoulder as his orgasm came shortly after. He lay flat on his back breathing deeply with her panting beside him with her hands in fists. She turned to him with a large smile. “You are such a good boy, Tobi.” She stretched and smiled when she realized how bruised her body would be the following morning. She yawned and draped a slightly muscular arm over his chest as she rested her head on his shoulder. She silently gazed into his eyes until she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up he was gone and so were his clothes. She sat up and winced at the pain she felt between her legs. She pulled on her purple robe and trudged to the kitchen. Ignoring the blonde man sitting at her table, she went into her refrigerator and poured herself a cold glass of milk. A gloved hand brushed her cheek as Tobi walked past her and left out the door. Deidara winked at her as he followed in his partner’s footsteps. She lowered her cup when she saw the flowers on the table with hot food. A smile stretched her lips. There was a first time for everything. She walked towards the table, but looked up to see Tobi and Deidara walking in the distance with their cloaks blowing in the winds. She sat at the table and laughed. “Such a good boy.”