The Routine

I know....lots of sex....but hey...who doesnt like lots of sex?? Obviously, not the readers on this website considering all of the stories here are based around sex in one form or another. *rolls eyes* Can you feel the sarcasm there?

Im also still owrking on the errors I mentioned before so please be patient with me.

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Moiya gasped, her hands instantly moving to blindly grab hold of something, anything, losing all sense of thought or control as she began to pull and push herself over him almost desperately, trying to move in rhythm of his thrusting hips and tugging hands on her shoulders, her nipples brushing against his chest sending shivers up his spine. The room filled with the sounds of their love making, moans, gasps, whimpers of lust, cries of the rising orgasms between them. Moiya couldn’t take it anymore, she needed him deeper, she needed control as she pressed both hands against his chest and pushed him back against the bed, leaning over him as she used her new position to push herself back against him harder and faster. Kakashi grabbed her hips, staring up at her face then following the lines of her mouth to her jaw, her neck down to her gently bouncing breasts, his mouth watering, wanting to suck and massage them with his tongue.

He loved seeing her like this, lost in the rising tension of pleasure as his eyes finally drifted away from her delicious breasts over her smooth stomach until he was staring down at her heated center rising and falling over his arousal. The sight of her moving over him, watching himself disappear into her made the muscles tighten even more, it was mesmerizing and sexy. Her hands pressing into his chest, her nails curling into him, as her face twisted in concentration and pleasure, bringing him closer to his own orgasm. He had to concentrate to keep from losing himself before her but he couldn’t control his hips thrusting up to meet hers anymore as she came down hard against him, her moans and gasps turning into desperate cries of pleasure as she felt her muscles tightening against him, squeezing his erection as their rhythm became erratically desperate. Moiya screamed out his name, her head falling back as she arched her back, clutching desperately to his chest as he continued to thrust into her, her muscles clenching and unclenching around him sending him over the edge as his own orgasm came fast and hard.

His fingers pressed deeply into her hips holding on tightly as he felt the rush of hot fluids filling her and heard his own thick deep voice crying out in pleasure, his head pressed back into the bed as he jerked uncontrollably around her, inside her. Moiya lifted her head, her breathing deep and out of control, her arms began to shake under her as she leaned forward again and she had no choice but to lay down against Kakashi’s heaving chest, his own fingers releasing their grip slowly before shakily caressing her thighs and hips. It was several minutes before either of them had the strength to say or do anything other than lay there recovering from their intense orgasms. Moiya slowly tucked her hands between his arms and chest and wrapped them up around the back of his shoulders pulling herself up into his neck after a few minutes, listening to his breathing slowly return to normal near her ear as he turned his head towards hers. Kakashi rubbed his hands up over her back wrapping them around her, letting his legs fall flat against the bed again before he opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

Finally after long silence, Kakashi lifted his head and searched around for the blanket when he felt Moiya shiver slightly now that their bodies were cooling off in the early morning air. Grabbing the edge of covers he pulled them over their bodies as best he could without waking Moiya as he noticed her breathing become deep and even. There were a million things swirling around in his head about everything that had happened that night, how he felt, how she felt, what he wanted to happen next, what she wanted or needed, how he had come to finally make his choice to stay, why he hadn’t stayed before. He was so lost in the tornado of thoughts and emotions he flinched slightly when Moiya raised her hand to his face brushing her thumb across his cheek. “Shhhh.” she smiled warmly up at him when he turned to look down at her, her head tilted back on his shoulder to look into his eyes. He realized suddenly his face was wet where she had pushed aside the tears he had no idea were there. When he moved his hand to cup her cheek in his palm she pulled herself up, pressing her lips to his, trying to hide the relief she felt that he was able to cry again after so many years of silent pain.

Her own tears stinging the corner of her eyes as she forced them away, pulling away to let her lips brush against his “You don’t have to say anything Kakashi.” he closed his eyes when he heard his name drawn out in a sensual hushed voice “Im not going anywhere.” she whispered. Kakashi didn’t want to open his eyes again, smiling to himself as Moiya’s chest slowly moved against him, breathing deeply, her fingers drifting up into his soft hair and running soothingly through the silver strands until they came to rest in the hairs at the back of his head. He wrapped his arms tighter around her pulling her closer as she snuggled her face into his neck, stretching her legs down around his. Exhaustion finally taking hold of them both and pulling down spiraling into darkness.

When he could no longer ignore the bright sun shining through his eyelids he risked glancing over at Moiya, she was laying on her stomach over his arm, her hair draped across her neck and back, hands tucked under her pillow, her skin reflecting the soft early morning glow. He moved to roll over on his side next to her, he wanted to kiss the soft glowing skin across her back, but the pain in his side made him groan loudly as he lowered himself back onto the bed. Moiya’s eyes fluttered open and her head jerked up at the sound “What’s wrong?” he could hear the concern in her voice as she moved over to look down into his face, his arm automatically wrapping around her waist to recover the lost warmth of her stomach, pulling her into him. It took a moment to register and remember that he was still injured her eyes jerking down to the bruise on his ribs “Oh god did I hurt you? I completely forgot.....” “It hurts.” he interrupted “but only because your not distracting me from the pain” he smiled a boyish twinkle in his eye. Moiya’s face reddened as she relaxed against him again settling down in the crook of his arm, his hand tracing invisible pictures across her back as she replayed the previous nights activities, a small smile spreading across her lips.