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Chapter 67 by Funatic Funatic

Is it?

There are still some hours in this day.

“Not quite.” Soifon said and grabbed me by the hand. Pulling me along to her quarters I was pretty sure the two of us had the same thing in mind. On the way to her quarter we checked on Omaeda. The guy looked hopeful for a second, then recognized that we were merely on the way through.

Once we had left the office again I had to ask something. “Isn’t there another way to this hall? Walking through your office every time is awkward.” Soifon, who was now walking by my side, still holding my hand, turned her head towards me. “Did you even look for other ways?” I shook my head in denial. “Almost every other door here leads to a way outside.” Pointing at one door after another she said. “The small training ground. Archives. Special OPS command centre. Patrol centre. I think you get the idea.”

She looked at me again. “You don’t experiment much do you?” “I like to follow a routine.” I admitted as she opened the door to her quarters. We both stepped in and stood there for a second. “Do you want to follow the routine here as well? Because after our agreement it usually it went from work to drinking tea to sex.”

“Mhm.” I tried to sound thoughtful, “I guess that’s right, but today…” With that I focused each bit of speed I could muster. To my surprise I did manage to catch her off-guard when I grabbed her. Either that or she was surprisingly good at acting.

Whatever may be the case. With a surprised yelp from her side I threw her over my shoulder. “What are you doing?” she asked half amused and half panicked. “**** for you listening to whatever Yoruichi told you.” I answered and walked over to the bed.

For the effect I would have loved to throw her right unto it but as we both had very thin Japanese style bets I guess that wouldn’t be particularly pleasing. So I did the next best thing and lowered her unto the sheets to pin her down with a rather forceful kiss.

Soifon struggled playfully as I undid her clothes while our tongues danced. It was only when I tossed the yellow belt to the side that our kiss broke. “And here I thought I had made amends with playtime in the shower.”

“A good start. But only when I have you moan my name I will be satisfied.” As is spoke I pulled layers of clothes to the side. In an attempt to pull down her panties I sat straight. Suddenly I was left only in my pants. “When did you…?” I wanted to ask but Soifon silenced me with another kiss.

To be honest I shouldn’t even been surprised. A few moments later we were completely naked and lowered down into the sheets again where our make out session continued. Our bodies pressed against each other I felt the silky skin of her stomach rub against my penis.

She felt the hard rod and whispered. “Go on.” Before pulling me over her. Our eyes met, her legs parted and her lips formed a sly grin. “If you want me to moan your name teasing will get you nowhere.”

There was no need to tell me that twice. I pressed my lips on hers again. Heated was the exchange during which I probed for her entrance, finding it and pushing inside. Soifon was very wet already and her walls clinged to my cock as I slowly pulled out again. A few minutes of sensual motions ensued. No one was willing to break our kiss yet. I basked in the simple pleasure of being with her but as always there comes a point where lust overcomes everything else.

Strands of saliva continued to connect us for a couple of seconds but even they broke after I had completely straightened up. I put my hands on Soifon’s small hips and started to thrust harder. Soifon audibled throaty moans each time I hammered into her, grabbing the sheets as I slowly picked up the pace.

Her body shook under the constant impacts of hips. With less and less time to rest in between thrusts her moans become more of a continued panting. Sounds of lust filled the room as I continued my ****. I felt my release building up but pushed it back, there was no way I would come before I had fulfilled my objective here.

I bent forward, my tongue now playing with her nipple. A small word broke through the moans. I smiled, I almost had her. Invigorated in my efforts I attacked her weak spots even harder. The word I had heard came out again, louder this time. “Yes.” Not that one. “Nize.” That was it.

The dam had broken and Soifon now openly shouted my name between her heated moans. Just like that the resistance I had mustered was also gone and when I felt her walls tightening around me I was pushed over the edge.

Torrents of pleasure swapped through me as my semen flew out of me. Spurt after spurt I filled Soifon’s pussy. The assassin in front of me was enjoying her own orgasm all the while, head thrown back she was letting out a small shout as her body writhed.

I continued to fuck her for as long as my endurance allowed but with my own orgasm over that proved not particularly long. Once I had pulled out I lied down next to her. Soifon put her arms around me and kissed me, no tongue just a quick meeting of two lips.

For the first time ever I asked, “Want me to stay over tonight?” to which Soifon replied. “Yes.”

Another new day.

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