[Sunagakure] Amakajiba

"I bet you wouldn't," he replied. Noticing the change in Benihime's efforts, Youko chose to follow an upgraded path as well. To do so, he used the very same fingers he had within her to form a hand seal by straightening them, channeling his chakra to create a Shadow Clone behind her on the workbench. With the clone's body pressed against her back, it reached around her with both hands, using its left hand to fondle her right breast and nipple, while its right hand occupied itself with the pearl and folds Youko's true self previously abandoned.

It seemed that as she changed her efforts, Youko changed his as well. Fingers straightened within her person were used to create a shadow clone which appeared behind her. This was very different for Benihime as a second version, of the man seemed to occupy himself with the parts of her most recently abandoned by the original in front. Such a combination of sensations were fairly unexpected, but not unwelcome. "Ah~" a moan came from the young woman, which made her for an ever so slight change in the pacing of her hands.

As Youko continued with his chosen task, it seemed he would have the clone specifically pick up the slack elsewhere. With this being the case, Youko himself brought the pair's lips together again, while the clone behind the woman latched onto the right side of her neck to begin kissing, licking, and even sucking the flesh he found there. Soon enough, Youko would remove his fingers from the Kazekage's body, choosing in that moment to spread her legs further and shift forward with intentions of entering her properly.

Soon enough the original form of Youko was bringing the pair's lips together once more. The kiss they shared only seemed to further excite Benihime as the clone behind her latched onto her neck, admonishing kisses, licks and even suction would follow which all seemed to add stimulation to the young woman's body. Beyond this eventually the removal of Youko's fingers would come with a pout of slight protest, before of course, her legs were spread further. When this occurred Youko began the act earnest, gaining entry to the center of the Kazekage with an intimate push forward. This left the woman's hands free to meet his shoulders. A sigh escaped the young woman as she was filled in a way she hadn't been in quite a long time, and an immediate tightening of her nether around him would follow.

Upon entry, a slight bit of shifting was to follow. Youko made the decision to slip his forearms under each of Benihime's thighs, allowing him to also grab her by the hips without disturbing the still-ongoing efforts of his clone. Like this, he was able to proceed unhindered by a lack of leverage; and proceed, he did, starting with lightly winding thrusts of his own hips while gliding at an ever so regulated pace betwixt the shallows and depths of the woman's canal. All in all, the motions between himself and his manhood became akin to gears working in tandem toward his partner's pleasure; when he rose, the woman would receive additional sensation lower, and when he fell, the opposite would occur.

After the initial entry, Youko shifted his hold on the red haired young woman. In so doing, he was able to leave his clone to the attentions he provided, while giving himself a bit more leverage with the Kazekage's body. Leverage, he proceeded to take advantage of, as he gave the woman winding thrusts as a pace which was so steady it was almost unbearable. Almost. At every forward push the woman received a sensation lower which caused her to moan her appreciation. "Aaah!~" And every time he withdrew a different feeling spread towards her upper side. Such an undulation of her body would push the young woman towards a flourish which caused her entire body to tighten as a result. The warm flush of this feeling washed over her, sending sensation around her entire form as it happened. "Youko~" a sigh would ensue as her body relaxed from the sensation of her peak. "I missed you." she leaned up then and pecked his lips before slipping her tongue into his mouth.

Youko's movements were soon rewarded with the second cresting of the Kazekage, prompting the woman to state that she'd missed him before her tongue entered his mouth. Moments later, after reciprocating this action, he withdrew his face enough to retort. "It's a bit early for that kind of talk, isn't it? We're just getting started." As if he had been waiting for this cue of sorts, Youko then stiffened his posture, and began a series of straightforward thrusts at a hastier pace. At the same time, the clone behind Benihime tightened his grip on the woman's body while twirling his fingers around her nipples.

Youko would reciprocate the kiss the Kazekage offered, before cheekily stating that they were only starting in this endeavor. "Psh, not gonna stop me from saying it." Benihime retorted, before she used a free hand to push their faces back together. True as it might have been, it only seemed to make the woman enjoy it even more. As if waiting on the sort of approval he'd just received, the blacksmith soon went to work at a hastier pace. Pushing himself forward while the clone which held the redhead from behind tightened his grips while playing with the peaks at the mounds of her chest. It seemed to do its work, contributing greatly to the sensation she felt, as she wiggled her own hips against the faster paced strokes, meeting them at each push. The longer this went on, the more this woman felt.

If Youko had any response for the woman's most recent statement, it was silenced before he could formulate it, due entirely to the fact that his face had been pulled back into hers. This neither halted nor slowed his movements, in fact, only causing them to intensify as his grasp of her hips tightened. A minute or so later, Youko's clone leaned its head forward, until its mouth was next to Benihime's left ear. "Yare yare. Do I get left out for being a clone?"

Any sass from the original version of the blacksmith had been silenced by Benihime's own mouth, and soon enough her contributions to pacing seemed to only feed into the intensity of it. About a minute into this shift, the red head had Youko's voice in her ear, but as the man's face was presently connected to her own, she knew it had to belong to the clone he'd recently created. Speech directly in her ear, seemed to stroke something deep within the woman, causing a tightening of her nether which wasn't a flourish at all, but simply a deep bit of satisfaction. A grin spread across her face as she realized she'd been neglecting the clone version of Youko just a bit during this endeavor. She separated her face from Youko's and twisted her body at the waist so that she could have a proper peek at the clone whose words made her chuckle.

"Hmm, why would you ever think something like that?" The Kazekage responded with a question of her own. Since she was turned at the waist she had very easy access with her right hand to the manhood of Youko's clone, and as such would begin to stroke him with nimble fingers. "Ah~" the moan would escape her while Youko kept up is work. She'd lick up the side of his neck while her fingers played with the tip of him between the gentle strokes of her hands, a whisper would come from the woman as she licked the line of his left ear. "If ya' get Youko to pull the bottom half of me off this table a bit, I can do this for you properly." as if to hint at what she meant she tongued the side of his neck just behind his ear with a few quicker paced flicks of the tip of her tongue followed by a singular long lash down the side of his neck straight to his collar bone.