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Upon a pact of peace between the Senju and Uchiha, the constant fighting of the Warring States Period ultimately ends, and a new shinobi village is created. During the process of uniting the many clans, Madara Uchiha encounters a cert...
With his hand in hers, they walked through the Uchiha compound to Madara's house. She shrugged off her thick robes as they entered and shivered as the cold left her body. The warmth of the house was inviting and the smell of leather and sandalwood wafted across her nose.
She continued following him throughout the house and then into his bedroom. He peeled off his clothes and then helped Sen out of her kimono. His light touch radiated across her bare shoulders and back, causing her breath to hitch. She closed her eyes and tried to push away so many inappropriate thoughts.
Madara stood behind her, pressing his bare chest to her back and trailing soft kisses from her neck to her shoulders. His hands were firm on her shoulders and she let her head fall back onto him.
Her lustful eyes raised to his, sending an insatiable hunger through him. He wanted her so badly. No, fuck that. He needed her. Madara wanted to feel himself inside of her and hear her moan his name as he made love to her.
Sen felt the growing erection in his pants and smirked to herself. This has been a long time coming, she thought amusedly. From the moment she had first laid eyes on the beautiful man, she had thought of what it would be like to be helplessly pinned underneath him. Without saying a word, her hands slowly moved to his groin and she felt the large bulge.
A pitiful gasp escaped Madara's lips upon the sensation. He had to close his eyes for a moment as she carefully moved against him, driving him insane. Before long, he was throbbing at her tender touch and could no longer handle it. He turned her around swiftly and placed a firm kiss on her mouth, biting at her lip and holding her naked body against his.
"I want you so badly, Sen..." he murmured against her lips as his hands roamed her pale skin.
She felt on fire as she clambered to undress the rest of him. Her hands worked against the hem of his pants and she moaned in reply, "Then please, Madara... Take me."
Her consent was all it took for him to push her onto the bed and continue. Gentle, loving kisses littering her skin while he paid careful attention to every part of her body. Sen managed to utter his name between her short breaths, caught in her throat as Madara entered her and pleased her beyond her wildest imagination.
Throughout the night, Madara gracefully satisfied her slender body, taking his sweet time to show her how much she meant to him. Sen was clay in his hands as every gratifying sensation took her breath away and left her craving more of him. In the tangle of sheets and limbs, it was impossible to tell where one began and the other ended.
After exhausting themselves, they lay facing each other, looking at the other with vulnerable smiles. The clan leader's thumb ran small circles over her jaw as his palm caressed her neck.
He smiled and wondered how he ever wound up in this position. Not only being in bed with her, but being loved and chosen by her. Not that he minded, of course.
"Madara," Sen whispered in a light breath. "It sometimes feels as if I no longer know the difference in my heart and you. I love you."
A small chuckle slipped from his throat as he replied in a warm, soft voice, "And I love you, Sen Hyuga."
Oh no, he thought. I don't mind one bit.
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