She knew him all too well. Especially in the present crisis, there was no excuse to leave anyone wanting, needing, hungering. With eyes a blazing purple, soaked thighs settling against the hips and all her heat running a demanding trail up and down his erection, she knew exactly how to set his blood on fire.

He lifted her upon her command, lined her up. His answer came in the form of a hard kiss, quenching and sharing unbearable heat as he drove his cock inside, still slick from her saliva from tip to hilt, until his bared skin was flush with hers. There he briefly shuddered, still tender from his climax but relieved to fill her again.

Naoto couldn't wait, and neither could he. Balanced in four limbs, he was able to work into her with ease, hardly drawing out halfway before a strong thrust connected them again and again.