Apple Blossom Oolong [Festival]

[Kanade]

Chiaki knew the dance so well that her reaction was immediate when he started to hoist her up. a small chuckle escaping her as she was set down on the couch. She pressed herself against him, feeling something more rigid than she had seen it before. She was a kunoichi, and while she wasn't the strongest kunoichi around, she wasn't a slouch either and knew how to hold on when she was being taken for a ride.

He asked, after retreating from their initial embrace on the couch, whether or not he was going too fast? Oh, poor thing. She giggled despite herself and brushed back a strand of his hair gently, tucking it behind his ear, "We have all night." She reminded and reassured him, "I promise we'll get to the main event soon enough." Chiaki rolled her shoulders, rearranging it so that she was able to feel his back. He had offered her a love bite and she wondered whether or not he would be an aggressive lover when it came to the actual act.

She pulled his towel off, not enjoying the damp fabric now that they weren't directly in front of the fire, it dampened the mood and was growing cold. No need to keep it if it was just going to be a wet blanket on the situation. Besides, there was still something between them, her teddy was still a barrier that kept all of this from happening too fast. A hand slipped down, caressing his waistline. Her leg which was not wrapped around him yet moved to caress his now nude outer thigh with her own. He was incredibly warm against her, the warmth brought to mind delightful fantasies of what she 'could' do tonight. Truly savoring the build up would make for a night they would both remember for a long time to come. "So tell me, Tousha, where are you ticklish?" She raised a playful eyebrow with a half-smirk on her face before leaning in to close her canines over his earlobe, letting him feel the sharpness of the megallium before pulling away. It was a light tease, one meant to excite his senses, keep him guessing.

She pulled down on him in an attempt to have more of her skin touching his, whether that be pulling him down onto her or pulling herself up to meet him. Chiaki ran a hand through the back of his hair, feeling the individual coarse strands of it from a road-worn life. It reminded her of the feel of her own hair for most of her life. She had heard the expression 'two ships passing in the night' in Kirigakure Shinobi's vocabulary. It never really made sense to her before tonight. Best to make due and enjoy the experience.

She opened her eyes and sighed into his ear before pulling her head back and pressing her lips to his once more, opening her mouth to guide him in a soft kiss, her tongue circling his, showing dexterity there and waited for him to answer her question.

[Toshi]

Tousha smiled as the Kunoichi reassured him that they had all night. Her hands running along his back seemed proof enough that his enthusiasm hadn't gone unappreciated, either, which helped him relax and feel even more in the moment. The Kage's sudden dose of confidence aside, he was incredibly nervous about not meeting the Kunoichi's expectations for the night they would share together. Or, even worse, that he'd make her feel uncomfortable in any way.

That spiraling thought process was righted, however, when he felt Chiaki pull off his towel. A flush of crimson bloomed across the vagabond's cheeks and nose as he felt her hand sliding down his body, her experienced fingers playing at his midsection. He looked down at where her leg was rubbing against his own, his own excitement all too apparent now that the towel had been discarded.

He couldn't help but feel a moment of shyness in that moment. He'd been with many women, especially in his youth when he'd been known as something of a smooth operator, but never anyone quite so comfortable with nakedness as Chiaki was. It was liberating in a way, to be with someone who was more experienced than him in the matters of the flesh. Someone who could tell him exactly what she wanted and when she wanted it.

The shyness he felt slipped away when Chiaki asked where he was ticklish, a delightfully mischievous arch touching her brow. He opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted as she raised herself up and playfully bit his earlobe. A surprised moan escaped Tousha's lips as he felt the Kunoichi's sharp teeth biting into the sensitive flesh there, a wave of pleasure washing over him with aftershocks that made his whole body shiver.

Say one thing about Chiaki, say that she'd just discovered one of the former Hokage's critical weak spots. A tightly guarded secret that only one or two people could claim to know.

Tousha didn't have any time to recover before he felt Chiaki pull him towards her, his exposed body pressing warmly into the Kunoichi's masterfully sculpted form. He sighed, still wracked with delectation from the earlobe nibble, as Chiaki's faultless fingers wound their way into and through his long black hair. The Kunoichi was dismantling him by the second and he was powerless to stop her.

"I don't remembe-" he said, love drunk, just before he felt Chiaki's lips press against his. She opened her mouth, and Tousha moaned softly into it as their tongues danced with one another for an amount of time he wouldn't be able to discern if threatened with painful death.

Finally their lips would part, and Tousha would look down into Chiaki's gaze with eyes desperately clinging to self control. "I love the way you taste," he said, knowing it didn't answer the Kunoichi's question but lacking the blood to his brain to think of anything else.

[Kanade]

She smirked and put a hand on his lips as he said that he loved the way she tasted before kissing the tip of his nose and then one eyelid, before the other one. She made a mental note to play with his ears more as the night progressed, as they were a place that he enjoyed having touched. She wondered where else his sensitive areas were, beyond the obvious, and made a plan to thoroughly explore those areas throughout the rest of the night.

A couple of her butterflies landed on his shoulders, and, with surprising strength started to knead beneath his shoulderblades, working their way along the edges of his spine and then back up in circular motions. They, if he cared to look at them, had brought over two balls that were made from Megallium, and were using those to knead his muscles as she continued to play with the back of his head, running her hands through his hair a couple more times with the hand already entangled in it, while the other one made its slow, devious way down the length of his chest, past his obliques, settling on his illiac crest before moving along his inguinal ligament until it rested very close to the source of the blood loss to his head.

She assumed, since he didn't tell her about his ticklish area, that he either a: didn't have one, or more likely b: had forgotten the question. He was very talkative now, she thought sarcastically, and so would give her so much information. No matter, she would find it sooner or later. She sank down along his body slowly, underneath him, deciding that she would find his ticklish area more likely with her teeth or tongue before anything else. She drew circles distractingly where it rested on his inner hip as she lowered herself, kissing and nibbling in equal parts down his prominent collarbone, chest, and then kissed his sternum before she hit a bit of a snag.

His leg which was holding him above her comfortably was in the way of her lowering herself any more, and now she rested her more heated part of herself right against his knee, showing her own arousal. Moving after a momentary hesitation, she kissed her way to his nipple before giving it two tender licks At the start of the second lick, she moved her hand that was on his inner hip deftly upward to his shoulder blades, pulling herself up to face him, eye to eye, "You're keeping me from the more interesting bits, you know." She chided him with the deviant smirk she had worn before, though this time there was more heat behind her eyes than there had been.

[Toshi]

Tousha tenderly kissed at the hand Chiaki rested against his lips and closed his eyes as she softly kissed at his face. He opened his eyes again when he felt Chiaki's butterflies land on his back. Tousha watched as they used what looked like metallic ball bearings to knead at the muscles below his shoulder blades, which were tight from weeks of nearly uninterrupted travel. He'd become so used to the aching pain there that it had almost become a part of him, like an appendage that needed no regarding.

The Kage sighed with unabashed relief as he felt that tightness being worked out of him, all the while Chiaki's hands played with his hair and wandered playfully further and further down his body. He felt her soft fingers resting near his groin and he felt a fresh wave of pleasure wrack his body, making his arms and legs shiver as he continued holding himself above where the Kunoichi was laying on the couch.

Without a word, he watched as Chiaki slid herself along the couch's cushions, her lips and teeth exploring his body at her leisure. Several small, quiet moans escaped Tousha while Chiaki's practiced caresses created more ripples of pleasure. The vagabond closed his eyes, allowing himself to sink deeper into mind numbing bliss. Reality's sharp edges once more became rounded and more forgiving. The weight of the world he often felt on his shoulders slouched off, leaving the seasoned Shinobi feeling lighter than he had in years.

He noticed an inviting warmth resting against his knee and realized Chiaki was straddling his leg with her own, unable to continue sliding further down his body. His instinct was to move his leg out of her way, but with Chiaki's other leg still wrapped around him it'd prove difficult. Tousha stared into Chiaki's vibrant orange eyes as her face appeared in front of his once more, her hands firmly clutching his shoulder blades.

"Sorry," Tousha said, his voice heavy with yearning. "I... Um..." Tousha muttered, trying to move out of the Kunoichi's way but finding it difficult to focus on anything other than Chiaki's soft lips so close to his own and the fire in her eyes. He looked at Chiaki and gave her a shy smile.

"I think you broke my brain."

[Kanade]

Chiaki couldn't help but giggle when Tousha said that she broke his brain. She tried to restrain it with a quick pfft noise, but it came all the same. She sighed and removed her hand from him to indicate to the butterflies what she wanted them to do. In a blink, as fast as Tousha moved before in the restaurant, the butterflies flipped the two so that Chiaki was sat astride Tousha triumphantly. The flipping wasn't forceful or anything. If anything it was rather lightly done, with just enough force to reverse their positions. It was, however, done quickly, and probably could be considered violently, which might have left Tousha a bit addled.

Chiaki bent down to whisper in Tousha's ear, placing her hands on his shoulders as she did and moving her hips backward, "Now I have you where I want you." A small chuckle bubbled out as she pushed herself up off of his chest, running a hand down his chest and stomach, her fingertips trailing before circling his navel. She was sitting on his hips and swayed back and forth, making herself comfortable.

As she did she cleared her throat and started to blush again. She was probably the one that was taking it too fast this time. She took a steadying breath and readjusted before looking down and exclaiming, "Ara, ara~" before bringing her head up again. She was still red from the embarrassment of moving a bit too fast, and from the sharing of a bed with someone as tender as Tousha. It almost felt cruel, in a way, her being as experienced as she was. She decided that she would take it painfully, playfully slow.

She took one of the straps from her teddy and pulled it off of her shoulder, the fabric cupping her breast kept it from falling to expose her as she tilted her head and gave him a small playful smirk, "Let's find out where you're ticklish together mmm?"