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- 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : 𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒔𝒎𝒖𝒕, 𝒊 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 + 𝒂𝒍𝒕 + 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒚'𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 (𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈), 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒖 𝒊𝒅𝒓𝒌, 𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 5 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒚

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕!𝒅𝒐𝒎!𝒂𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝐊.𝐉.'𝐬 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐲𝐬... 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔: 𝒊𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒖 𝒏 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒏 ��𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 (𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆��𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒅𝒓'𝒔 '𝒘𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕' 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒊𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒇𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒅!)

Kenji was the first one that looked at y/n. His jaw dropping and adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed made Aaron and Adam turn. Aaron also felt his jaw drop open and his eyebrows raise. He quickly turned to Kenji. "If you don't stop undressing my woman with your eyes, I will personally see to it that your skull gets crushed," he said blank faced before striding over to his girlfriend.

"My love..." Aaron trailed off when he got closer. y/n's dress clung delightfully to her body. The dark red dress had an intricate sparkly beaded pattern sewn from the waist up. "You look... No words have the ability to describe you, my love," he murmured.

y/n smiled. "You always know what to say, darling. I'm afraid a simple 'you are stunning' will suffice," she replied, taking Aaron's hand to help her down the last stair.

The blond man looked at her as if she'd grown four heads. "'Stunning'? That is the bare minimum, y/n. I'm thinking more along the lines of absolutely ravishing." He shook his head like in a dissapointed way. "Absolutely blasphemous," he muttered to himself.

Laughing, y/n fixed a stray hair while Aaron led the pair over to where Kenji, Adam, and James were waiting. "I just put this dress on. I'd like it if it could stay on for at least an hour."

Kenji let out a loud wolf whistle before Aaron could respond. He bowed dramatically before offering y/n his hand. Aaron regretfully let go of y/n as she took Kenji's hand. Kenji twirled y/n gracefully, making James giggle at Aaron's glower. Adam couldn't help but chuckle at the way Aaron's jaw clenched when Kenji dipped y/n, making her shriek and cling to him.

"You're horrible!" y/n said when Kenji brought her back up. However, Kenji just laughed and nudged her with his shoulder.

"I like to think I'm quite outstanding," he replied smugly. "James would probably agree, yeah?"

The kid nodded, just barely easing Aaron's scowl. "I thought you were gonna drop y/n, though." he commented. He laughed harder at Kenji's offended gasp.

Adam sat back and watched Kenji and James banter while y/n retreated back to Aaron.

She easily slipped one of the blond's arms around her shoulder. "What's wrong, lovie?" y/n asked, having an idea of the look on his face.

"Just not one for watching Kishimoto twirl you around like that," he said.

y/n couldn't help but smile. "I think it's really cute when you get jealous," she said, looking at Aaron with a bright smile that he couldn't help but reciprocate.

After that, Aaron fell in a daze. The only thing on his mind was the view he had when Kenji dipped y/n. Yes, Aaron wasn't a fan of Kenji swinging his woman around like that, but he had a nice view of y/n's cleavage. Aaron criticized himself for being a pervert.

Somehow, y/n found herself sitting on Aaron's lap. Adam had wandered off, leaving James in the care of y/n, her lover, and Kenji. He sat beside the first two on hid own chair, picking at a pitiful piece of apple pie.

"You smell so good, love," Aaron murmured, resting his chin on y/n's shoulder. He pressed kiss after kiss on the sensitive skin around y/n's ear, delighting in the shiver that ran down y/n's spine. "Smell like... me," he groaned. Aaron barely withheld a smirk at the feel of y/n swatting his arm awkwardly as she tried to hold a conversation with Kenji.

Kenji yammered on about fuck knows what as Aaron wrapped his arms around y/n's waist, pulling her into him. "Aaron," she whisper-yelled.

She shifted in her spot to reach for her glass of water. Aaron kept his hold on her, giving her only a sliver of room to adjust. As y/n set her cup back down, Aaron clenched his jaw after y/n ground down on his crotch.

Seconds ticked by. Aaron had his face buried in y/n's neck while she conversed with her friend. James was slumped in his seat, eyes closed.

Aaron barely tuned in for the last part of his girlfriend's conversation.

"-better take James to his room. Kid's slumped," Kenji observed.

y/n nodded. She couldn't see Adam through the clumped groups of people but figured he'd be nearby. "See you tomorrow, Kenny," y/n said joyously. The pair watched Kenji shake his head, finish off his drink, and stand up.

"I'll get you back for that," he said, picking up James and wandering off.

"May I finally take you to bed?" Aaron asked in a low voice.

"You act as if I've been starving you," y/n mumbled back, leaning back into her lover.

The man scoffed. "It feels as if you have," he replied. "I felt positively disgusting watching Kishimoto dip you like that. Your pretty tits- Please, my love, let me take you to bed."

"I love when you beg."

He couldn't help it: Aaron whimpered. It was a quiet sound, no doubt. It came from deep in his throat, a whine that couldn't be stopped. "Please," he pleaded weakly, eyes fluttering closed.

"Take me to bed, my love. Show me how much you want to, as you said, 'ravish' me."

With that, Aaron stood up. He held y/n in his arms and happily took advantage of the crowds clearing so he could get to the elevator faster. y/n clung to him, arms thrown around his neck, watching his eyes darked considerably as he carried her to his room.

He opened the door quickly, stepped in, and locked it. Aaron set y/n on the bed carefully, as if she was made of fine porcelain. After taking off his tie, Aaron tossed it to the side, something to be found tomorrow morning.

Immediately after that, Aaron dropped to his knees, pressing kisses to y/n's legs before stopping aproximately three inches from her ankle to undo her shoes.

"Aaron..." y/n whispered. The man looked up, swallowing. y/n looked at him with such lust in her eyes Aaron felt overwhelmed with admiration for her. "Aaron please," she whispered again.

Aaron set y/n's shoes aside and stood up to kiss his lover like his life depended on it. He nipped at y/n's bottom lip and groaned when she gasped. When y/n finally pulled back, she let Aaron slide her so her head was supported by an array of pillows. "Love, flip over for me," he murmured.

When y/n complied, Aaron took his time taking bobby pins and hair things from y/n's hair. He set everything on his nighttable before he returned his attention to his lover's back. Aaron slowly unzipped the back of the bloodred dress. When he was done, he pressed kiss after kiss after kiss from y/n's neck to her shoulder to her back.

"Please, Aaron," y/n murmured. Her broken plead made Aaron feel overwhelmed.

"Tell me what you want, sweetheart. Tell me what you need me to do to make you feel good," he whispered, easing the dress down.

The cold air made y/n shiver. "I need you... I need you to eat me out," she shuddered. "Please."

Aaron cooed. "My love's asking so nicely."

"Aaron," y/n whined. After chuckling silently, Aaron finally 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 pulled the dress off. He leaned back, letting y/n turn over bashfully. Her shadowed complexion made blood rush... down.

Aaron's eyes wandered. They, like two unstoppable forces, traced every curve and dimple and scar and pimple from the top of y/n's head down her neck to the dip of her collarbone. His eyes marveled at every feature on her body, unconciously swallowing at the vulnerable beauty laying in front of him.

"You're staring."

"You're... unexplainable." Aaron's mouth answered before he could think about an answer. "So beautiful, my love," he went on. "That complex mind of yours, always thinking things through." With that, he tapped y/n's temple. "These eyes- dear God- the way you look at me..." He trailed off, cupping y/n's face with both hands. "And your mouth, my love. I love your voice, the way you talk to me. You make me feel so 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥," he whispered, staring straight at y/n's lips. When he finished his sentance, Aaron leaned down and kissed y/n.

"I need you Aaron. I need your mouth, please," y/n begged between kisses, legs wrapping around Aaron's waist. With each groan and whimper, y/n couldn't help but grind up on Aaron's crotch, a part of her relishing in the way his pitch grew higher and high with each movement.

He shushed her when he pulled back. "I know, sweetheart, I know. Lay down, love. I'll take care of you."

Panting, y/n did as she was told. Butterflies erupted in her stomach while watching Aaron watch her. His eyes were so dark they looked like the darkest, shiniest, crystalized piece of the night sky on a person. His jawline was accuented as he clenched his jaw and ground his teeth against each other (a habit y/n noticed when he was stressed, horny, or worried). A pitiful "please" escaped it's way out of y/n's face when Aaron hooked his fingers on the waistband of y/n's ordinary pair of underwear. Her thighs shook with every intentionally faint graze of Aaron's fingers.

"You gotta stay quiet, you know. There are a lot of important people here, lovely, and who's the only person in the world that can hear those pretty sounds of yours?" His dark, commanding tone scratched an itch in y/n's mind that she didn't know she had.

"You, Aaron, you. Only you, only you."

A smile spread across Aaron's face. "That's right, love." With that, he peppered y/n's sensitive inner thighs with kisses. With one hand, Aaron unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned, and unzipped his dress pants. When he pulled away, he saw y/n biting a knuckled to muffle her whines. "Good girl, being so quiet for me," he praised.

With little warning, Aaron slipped his pointer finger right into y/n's glistening pussy. A breathless gasp escaped the woman as she tried her damned hardest to be quiet- something Aaron internally admired her for. He slowly pushed in, out, in, out while watching a blissed expression bloom over his lover's face.

When he was satisfied with one finger, he slipped in another. "You're doing so well for me, angel," Aaron mumbled. y/n couldn't tell if he was talking to her or her cunt.

He was caught in a trance, dazed by the glistening liquids on his hand that were equally spread all over y/n's thighs. "All mine," he whispered to himself. The pace which he moved his fingers sped up, and he grinned when y/n's (normally shy) hands threaded themselves into his hair to push his head down.

It made Aaron actually throb to know y/n felt comfortable enough to take her own pleasure from him. The hands that have been doused in the blood of hundreds, curling into the g-spot of his favorite girl. His lips that had uttered hundreds of millions of insults and orders to people unworthy of his time had a new purpose: to bring his woman pleasure.

Aaron's fingers kept moving as he basically made out with y/n's clit. It seemed that with the way the blond was moaning and groaning, it gave him more pleasure than y/n.

For her credit, y/n was... semi-silent. Because her hands were occupied, the only thing she could do was bit down on her lip or tongue to stifle the squeals that begged to emerge from her throat.

By the way y/n's thighs were tensing up and pressing against Aaron's head (and the way her cunt was tightening and fluttering around his fingers), Aaron knew y/n was close. Just to be an ass, Aaron slowed the pace of which his fingers moved the tiniest bit. He couldn't help but smile when y/n whined desperately: she was so responsive.

After a minute, though, Aaron had mercy and returned back to his previous pace, sucking and licking right were she needed him to.

Words were an unknown factor at this point. Aaron was hell bent on giving y/n the best head she'd never dreamed about, and y/n was trying her damned hardest not to outright squeal. The air in the room was as hot as fire- or maybe that was what this kind of lust felt like.

And then that fire bloomed into something else; something made out of love and hate, bloodlust and admiration, darkness and obliviousness.

The white hot coil snapped- shattered, was crushed and destroyed.

With Aaron's face buried between y/n's thighs, he didn't get to see the way y/n's mouth opened in a breathless scream. Her grip on Aaron's head slackened and her thighs shook.

Aaron's fingers kept up the assult, despite the dull ache in his wrist. A sweet liquid suddenly filled up his senses, filling his nose and mouth and ears, slowly sinking down his throat. It filled his heart and soul and sank into his lungs. Once again he felt the overwhelming feeling of love and lust as Aaron lapped up every last drop of y/n's release from her sensitive thighs.

Above him, y/n panted as she came down from her high. Her stomach fluttered at the pornographic squelches coming from Aaron playing with her pussy and loudly sucking hickies onto her skin. "I love you," y/n whispered, tears rolling down her face. "I'm so in love with you Aaron."

A few seconds later, Aaron tore himself away and sat up. He hovered over y/n's body, his muscular, scared body versus the softer, curvier frame of y/n's showed the beautidully imperfect juxtaposition between the two. "Love," Aaron cooed, pulling y/n's hands from her face. "Sweetheart, I love you too. Come on now. Dry your tears, lovie. You did so well, staying quiet. I need to clean you up, okay? Are you here with me, lovely?" His soft voice asked. With enough care to make a grown woman cry, Aaron slipped his arms under y/n's waist and the other supporting her unclothed back. He picked y/n up without waiting for her answer and started to the joint bathroom that was redone.

"What about you?" y/n murmured into Aaron's neck.

"I'm fine, love, don't think about me," he responded. Even if his brush off was abrupt and y/n felt bad, she didn't have the energy to say anything else.

While Aaron moved around, y/n traced the numerous scars on Aaron's back. She heard a bath being drawn as she dozed off.

"Sleep, y/n. I'll take care of you" was the last thing y/n heard before she fell asleep in her lover's arms.

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