In Shadows
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
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860
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In Shadows
In Shadows
By kauru ryu
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It was twilight.
A slithering body moved in the shadows, whispering sins at its wake. It was an eye, a spy. And spy it did on the two gyrating bodies in front of it. Moonlight shone on them, as sweat trickled down their backsides, their legs, their necks. Silent moans went unsound, and only the shifting of white sheets can be heard.
For a snake, it is quite intelligent.
Too intelligent.
The man moved. The one under him sighed as the pleasure passed away. Another shift and pop resounded. A growl and a stumble – the man below flipped the one on top. A few dark whispers and groans are heard. Slither went the snake.
It was a summer night. And being in a country named fire it is without a doubt that even summer nights are sweltering. It is even more bothering is that two being spied on men are being obnoxious about it. Right there and then, despite the already steaming heat, they created friction.
Oh so pleasing friction.
Slither it went, unbeknownst to the two men.
A mop of bright hair can only be seen. White legs intertwined with tanned ones. And by god, when did it even become that intense? It was bestial now. It was not gyration – it was spinning. It wasn’t pleasure sliding – it was painful thrusting.
Blood.
And the snake slithers further.
Groans turn into grunts, moans turn into sobs. It was going to last – although in truth it was to be their last. Holding on before the at plummets them to deep regret, unher whispers escape the lips of each other.
It was the last.
The snake slithers.
The man under is spent. So is the other. The dark head rises and puts cover. The bright he remains still. Salty water flows.
Upright, the man exits. The snake slithers on, stops, and rears its head.
“Come, Manda.”
It was their last. And the snake knew it.
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I just realized. If I changed Manda to Nagini, this would be a Harry Potter fiction. LOL
By kauru ryu
________________________________________
It was twilight.
A slithering body moved in the shadows, whispering sins at its wake. It was an eye, a spy. And spy it did on the two gyrating bodies in front of it. Moonlight shone on them, as sweat trickled down their backsides, their legs, their necks. Silent moans went unsound, and only the shifting of white sheets can be heard.
For a snake, it is quite intelligent.
Too intelligent.
The man moved. The one under him sighed as the pleasure passed away. Another shift and pop resounded. A growl and a stumble – the man below flipped the one on top. A few dark whispers and groans are heard. Slither went the snake.
It was a summer night. And being in a country named fire it is without a doubt that even summer nights are sweltering. It is even more bothering is that two being spied on men are being obnoxious about it. Right there and then, despite the already steaming heat, they created friction.
Oh so pleasing friction.
Slither it went, unbeknownst to the two men.
A mop of bright hair can only be seen. White legs intertwined with tanned ones. And by god, when did it even become that intense? It was bestial now. It was not gyration – it was spinning. It wasn’t pleasure sliding – it was painful thrusting.
Blood.
And the snake slithers further.
Groans turn into grunts, moans turn into sobs. It was going to last – although in truth it was to be their last. Holding on before the at plummets them to deep regret, unher whispers escape the lips of each other.
It was the last.
The snake slithers.
The man under is spent. So is the other. The dark head rises and puts cover. The bright he remains still. Salty water flows.
Upright, the man exits. The snake slithers on, stops, and rears its head.
“Come, Manda.”
It was their last. And the snake knew it.
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I just realized. If I changed Manda to Nagini, this would be a Harry Potter fiction. LOL