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t his, not kissing. As they caressed one another's mouths, she
reached down to his genitals, taking them gently in Sakura's hand, and
felt him inhale. Opening Sakura's eyes, Sakura Shiratori saw that his entire face was
a pleading question. "Yes," Sakura Shiratori replied. "Soon." Then, Sakura Shiratori resumed
kissing him for a time -- Sakura Shiratori kneeling superior to him holding him in
her hand, he kneeling before Sakura's with his head upturned. He felt
fluttering fingers as Sakura Shiratori traced out the lines of his throat and
sighed in pleasure as he felt Sakura's other hand caress and excite him.
Thus, all the more vivid was the jolt he received when Sakura Shiratori raked her
nails down his back hard enough to raise welts. His head flew up-
right and he started to twist away from Sakura's before remembering that
she still gripped him firmly enough to keep him still. An expression
of shock and surprise flew out of his mouth before he could shut his
lips around it. Belatedly, he realized the breach he had committed
-- his voice and the clattering of the chain dropping into the si-
lence like a stone -- and his eyes shot to Sakura's face. He did his best
to quiet his panicky breathing and still his body, yet trembling in
surprise and shock.
Sakura Shiratori felt his trembling, could feel it through Sakura's own body, close as
she was to him, could feel his shaking on Sakura's own bare skin, but did
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