Samurai Deeper Kyo, Kyo/Yuya, dreaming of you 2/2
Then, just as abruptly, the moment was over.
Pushing himself up to his knees, Kyo shed his clothing in an audible rustle. His hands clutched at her thighs in a way that she knew was sure to leave bruises later. But, that distant thought wasn't nearly as interesting as the way he pulled her up to meet him. Positioning her hips just so before slipping inside her at an angle that had Yuya seeing stars.
Hands fisting in the covers of their shared futon, she half-hissed, half-gasped her pleasure. Lowering her face to the futon, she smothered her rising moans in a pillow. The tense coil of heat low in her stomach curling and shattering all too easily under Kyo's hands as he moved over her body's most sensitive spots with calculating familiarity.
Well, that was one way to deal with nightmares.
The thought hit Yuya fleetingly as she slowly came back to herself before being quickly forgotten as she registered the sound of Kyo chuckling smugly above her, still hard and insistent at her center.
“Do it again.” His voice lowered to a husky rumble against her ear, and hHe thrust the emphasis his point. “Only this time, I want more screaming.”