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"you look so good, baby." luara bounced on top of him, cupping his jaw with one of her hands and running her thumb over his bottom lip.
he pressed a kiss to her thumb, reaching around her and squeezing her plump ass with his fingers, before running his hands up her sides and massaging her breasts. she moaned in response, swirling her hips over his and arching her back. she looked out of the window of the jet, watching the night stars glitter in the view, grey clouds just resting on the surface.
he pinched her nipples between his fingers, causing her to suck in a breath, turning her gaze back to his. she let out a louder moan, sticking her thumb into his mouth, riding him as best she could, even though she was getting tired. he swirled his tongue around her thumb, staring up at her, trying not to cum just as the sight of her bouncing on top of him, sweaty, whiney, and overwhelmed with pleasure.
just as she took her thumb out of his mouth to run over his lip again, he let out a groan, pulling her down to him and pressing his lips to hers in a passionate, sloppy kiss. they struggled to kiss each other back, but he was succeeding more than her. she pulled back with an even louder moan, letting her head fall back as she felt her orgasm egging her on.
"be–" he returned his hands back to her hips, holding them in place so he could thrust up into her, "be quiet, meu amor, my friends are gonna hear us."
she laughed breathily, leaning forward and holding onto his shoulders, looking down at where he was rutting into her, "since when did you care that people– ungh– heard us?"
he laughed breathily as well, "i don't, but i'm the only one that's allowed to hear you. your noises are for me. not– not them, lua."
"i'm gonna cum, ney." she clung onto his shoulders, lifting her gaze back up to meet his, eyebrows furrowing in concentration.
he hummed, raking a hand into her hair, pressing a quick kiss to her lips, "i know, baby, i know."
the eruption of her climax hit her faster than she thought it would, and she let out a moan, letting her head fall back again, eyes rolling to the back of her head. she came all over him, all of her nerves numbing and tingling. all limbs were weak, especially her legs, and her knees were starting to hurt.
at the feel of her tightening and finishing around him, he ground his hips into hers, spilling his cum inside of her. his thrusts started to slow, and their combined climax was spilling out of her, messy and sticky. he eventually slowed to a stop, and he pulled out of her, pulling her to his chest.
she scooted off him with her leg draped over his side, enveloped into the warmth of his arms. her eyes were lazily shut, too exhausted to open them, too exhausted to do anything. he let out a long breath, picking up her arm that was laid across his chest, and intertwined his fingers with hers.
he brought them up to his lips, pressing kisses to the back of her hand, "i love you, lua."
she smiled tiredly, "you love me?"
"hm, course i do. amor da minha vida, huh?" he rested his cheek into her hair, stretching her arm back out again, but not letting go of her hand.
"yeah, i am." she chuckled quietly, grinning against his chest, "i love you more, ney."
he hummed with a soft shake of his head, eyes peacefully shut, "don't think so. you know i love you a lot."
"i'm not doing that." she chuckled again, "i'm not doing the 'i love you more' argument. that's weird couple shit."
he smiled into her hair, "hm, i know."
he ran his thumb over the back of her hand, letting her snuggle into him and get comfy. gradually, he felt her breaths against his chest become more and more slow, and gentle, and she was completely relaxed into him, so he figured she'd gone to sleep. before he fell asleep with her, he heard obnoxious laughter from the main room of the jet, so he let go of her hand, pulling the covers up from just above her ass to above her breasts.
two knocks interrupted the comforted silence the two were in, and he grimaced, turning onto his side, pulling her closer to him by her thigh, then snaking his arm around her waist, hoping whoever it was would go away.
it didn't though, but the door creaked open, his friend, gil, peeking through.
neymar huffed, sitting up on his elbow, making sure her breasts were covered before he looked back at his friend, "what is it?"
"i won't even ask if you two had a good time. i heard it." gil scolded, earning a tut from neymar, and a dismissal wave, "anyway, are you coming to play a game of poker?"
he shook his head, laying back down, wrapping his arms back around her waist and pulling her tight to him, closing his eyes, "no, i'm tired."
"alright, try not to be as loud next time. and try not to have sex on the jet."
"it's my fucking jet, and it's my girl." neymar mumbled out, finally falling asleep after hearing the door click closed.
