...ing as far into her as he could go.
“Oh gods…” she gasped, clawing at his skin… “Oh Sora…”
“I've always been a fast learner,” he smirked, sweat glistening off his face and neck.
“Shhh…” she said. “Don't speak… just… just let things happen.”
He grimaced and thrust in further, his hands reaching around to grab the cheeks of her ass, causing her to squeal. Her small, round breasts bounced up and down mesmerizingly as their bodies thrust harshly against each other. Sora stared up at them through blurred vision, his eyes traveling from the sweat running down her stomach to her face, her cute, tomboyish face with her eyes wrenched shut and her mouth open wide, taking in air in short, powerful gasps. He found his hands moving almost of their own accord stroking back and forth over her toned butt in time with his thrusts, and Yuffie responded in kind, running both hands over his chest, her palms making short paths over his nipples.
His muscles started tightening up beneath her, he could feel himself growing taught down to his core, like he was a rope being stretched to its breaking point and might snap at any minute. His skin felt alive, like it was rubbing against his flesh and bones.
“Oh god, Yuffie…”