Surrendering To Pleasure | R18+

Summary: Kirinmaru caught his wife, Midoriko, pleasuring herself in private. He provided her with genuine pleasure, which led them to wild intimacy.


With a soft sigh, Priestess Midoriko made her way toward the bed, her hair cascading down her back in a waterfall of shimmering obsidian. The room was bathed in a warm, amber glow, casting a sultry light over her skin. As she approached the bed, her heart was heavy with longing for her beloved husband, the Beast King, Kirinmaru, who was far away on his own journey.


She pulled back the covers, revealing the smooth, cool sheets beneath. The scent of fresh linen filled her nostrils as she slipped under the covers, her body sinking into the plush mattress. But even as she closed her eyes, her thoughts were consumed by the image of Kirinmaru, strong and powerful, lying beside her.


In her mind's eye, she could feel his muscled arms wrapped around her body, pulling her close. She could feel the heat of his breath against her neck, the soft brush of his lips against her skin. Her body hummed with desire, and she felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks.


While she lay there thinking of Kirinmaru, she felt a stirring deep within her. Her fingers traced the smooth flesh of her breast, moving lower and lower until they slipped beneath the waistband of her underwear.


Her body shuddered with pleasure as she explored herself, her fingers moving in slow, languid circles. She could feel the heat building within her, a slow, steady burn that threatened to consume her entirely.


Midoriko knew she craved her husband's embrace, longing for his touch to satisfy her completely. But for now, in the quiet solitude of the night, she was content to lose herself in the throes of passion, aching for the touch of the one she loved most.


"K-Kirinmaru," she moaned, the name on her lips like a prayer. She imagined his strong hands on her body, his lips pressed against hers, his deep voice murmuring words of love and desire.


Her body trembled with anticipation. She knew she shouldn't give in to her yearning desires, but the temptation was too strong to resist. She slowly trailed her fingertips down her neck, across her collarbone, and over her chest, each touch sending shivers through her body.


Closing her eyes, she let her mind drift to Kirinmaru, imagining his lips tracing a path down her neck. Her body responded eagerly to the thought, and she let out a soft moan. With a fierce determination, she ran her hands down her curves, feeling every inch of her body, and imagining Kirinmaru's touch instead.


Her thoughts became more vivid, more detailed, as she pictured the two of them entwined, their bodies slick with sweat as they explored each other's deepest desires. Midoriko's breaths grew more labored as she let herself indulge in the fantasy, her hands moving faster and more urgently.


Her fingers found their way to her center, and she couldn't hold back any longer. She let out a gasp as waves of pleasure washed over her, her body arching in ecstasy. For a short instant, she was lost in the pleasure of her own touch and the fantasy of Kirinmaru's embrace.


As the waves of pleasure subsided, she was panting and pleased, her body tingling with the sensation of her own touch. She knew that she should feel guilty for indulging in such desires, but at that moment, she didn't care. All she could think about was the warmth and intimacy that she longed to share with Kirinmaru.


Little did she know, Kirinmaru was watching her from outside the room, his eyes fixed on her body with a hunger that only intensified as she moaned in ecstasy. The Beast King observed his wife's body squirming and arching as she reached the peak of her pleasure.


That night, Kirinmaru made a surprise return to his home without his wife's knowledge. He and his allies had to go back to their ship because Inu no Taisho had advised them to cancel their plans to visit other parts of Eastern and Western lands.


He couldn't believe the sight that greeted his eyes when he returned home. There, in the dim light of the room, was his gorgeous wife, Midoriko, lost in the throes of pleasure. Her body arched and writhed with each erotic movement, her fingers expertly teasing and exploring every inch of her sensitive flesh.


He couldn't take his eyes off her as she moaned and gasped, lost in the bliss of her own desire. The sight of her uninhibited pleasure ignited a fierce fire within him, and he found himself drawn to her like a moth to a flame. 


He takes a tantalizing step forward, entering the room with a raw hunger in his eyes. His gaze fixates on the sight before him, unable to deny the stirring arousal that spreads throughout his body. Midoriko's bare breasts are on full display, taunting him with their supple curves and rosy peaks. His breath catches in his throat as a wave of desire washes over him. He longs to devour them with his lips, to savor their taste and feel their softness beneath his tongue, and caress every curve with a hunger.


As Midoriko's breathing grew more labored, she suddenly heard a low growl from behind her. She turned in shock, her eyes widening as she saw Kirinmaru standing there, his eyes dark with desire.


"Midoriko," he murmured, his voice laced with a raw passion that sent shivers down her spine. "I couldn't resist watching you. You are so beautiful when you pleasure yourself."


The priestess felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment at being caught in such a private moment, and quickly moved to cover herself with the sheets.


"K-Kirinmaru," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper as she felt his powerful presence fill the room. Her heart raced with a mixture of shame and desire as she gazed upon his chiseled physique. "W-What...What are you doing here? I thought you were with Taisho..."


Midoriko's mind was a blur as she struggled to comprehend the situation. She had been caught in a moment of pure ecstasy, lost in the throes of passion while imagining him, and now the one she truly desired stood before her. She felt a pang of guilt, yet a part of her couldn't help but be drawn to the dangerous allure of her husband.


With trembling hands, she clutched the sheets to her heaving chest, acutely aware of her nakedness in his presence. She dared not look directly into his piercing gaze, fearing the intensity of the emotions that swirled within it. And yet, despite her trepidation, a part of her yearned for his touch, for the rough and primal passion that only he could provide.


"Caught you in the act, did I?" he purred, his voice low and seductive. His eyes blazed with desire. "Don't be ashamed, my love. Your desires are beautiful to me."


Midoriko's heart raced as he approached, his rough fingers tracing a path of fire along her smooth and pale skin. She gasped at the sensation, her body arching towards him.


"Every inch of you is beautiful," he murmured, his eyes roaming over her curves. "Let me see it all."


With a sensual smile, Kirinmaru lowered the sheets, baring Midoriko's body to his gaze. She trembled under his intense stare, but couldn't deny the thrill of being seen by him in this vulnerable state.


"Such perfect breasts," he exhaled, his hands delicately enveloping Midoriko's supple mounds. "I could spend a lifetime worshiping every inch of your alluring curves."


Midoriko let out a soft moan as his lips met hers, his body pressing against hers with a fierce hunger that left her weak - her body craving for his touch. With him, every touch was a promise of untold pleasure, every kiss an invitation to explore new depths of desire. As his hands roamed her body, she knew that there was nowhere she'd rather be than in his arms.


Kirinmaru's voice was laced with desire as he asked Midoriko and broke from their kiss, "Would you like me to touch you?" While looking at her, his hands delicately cupped her breasts, his fingers gliding sensually over her skin, relishing in their natural size and softness. "Would you like me to taste you and... caress you with my tongue? Huh?"


Midoriko squirmed in her seat as Kirinmaru's words caressed her ears, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, she felt her desire for her husband grow even stronger, a deep and primal need that she couldn't ignore.


As she looked into Kirinmaru's eyes, she felt her body heat up with a burning passion. His voice was like honey, dripping with seduction, and with every word he spoke, she felt herself becoming more and more aroused.


The way he asked her was so confident and commanding that it made her feel weak in the knees. And as she surrendered to his power, she couldn't deny the wetness that was now seeping between her thighs.


She responded with a gentle nod, her breaths coming in quick gasps as Kirinmaru's fingertips traced the contours of her neck and collarbone. A soft moan escaped her lips as he took her breast in his hand, his thumb teasing her nipple in a circular motion, sending ripples of pleasure through her body.


Midoriko's breath hitched as Kirinmaru's fingers brushed against her sensitive skin, sending thrills down her spine. She arched her back, pressing herself closer to him, craving more of his touch. He was playing with her nipple in such a way that she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.


This was her weakness, and Kirinmaru knew it all too well. Every time he played with her nipple, she became wet with desire, her body yearning for him. It was like he had a direct line to her pleasure centers, knowing just how to make her melt with pleasure. Her eyes fluttered closed as Kirinmaru's deft fingers circled around her nipple, teasing it into a stiff peak. Her body hummed with need, and she whimpered softly, unable to contain the pleasure that was building inside her.


Kirinmaru's breath was hot against Midoriko's ear as he whispered, "Tell me, what else do you crave?" His fingers danced over her hardened nipple, eliciting soft gasps of pleasure from Midoriko as she surrendered herself to his touch. He loved the way her body responded to his ministrations, the way her back arched and her hips pressed eagerly against him.


As he watched her face contort with pleasure, he felt himself grow harder, his cock straining against his pants. The way she responded to him was intoxicating, driving him wild with desire.


Midoriko shivered, her body aching for his touch. "I-I want you," she panted, her voice barely audible. "I want you to take me, to possess me completely." 


"Then I will give you everything you desire, my love. Let me give you pleasure," he growled, his eyes smoldering with desire. Kirinmaru's lips crashed into hers once again, his kiss deep and possessive. With a swift and effortless movement, he lifted Midoriko's delicate frame and carried her over to the bed, laying her down softly on the sheets. His hands, rough and calloused from years of hard training and battles fought, glided hungrily over her supple form, tracing every curve and dip with a burning desire. Their passion grew deeper with each passing moment, their bodies joined in a sensual dance that left them both breathless.


As Kirinmaru released their fiery kiss, he lowered his head towards Midoriko's heaving chest, his eyes ablaze with primal hunger. His lips traced a fiery path down her body until he reached her pert nipple, which he teased and caressed with his tongue, swirling it around with a feverish intensity.


Midoriko's back arched, her body writhing in pleasure as Kirinmaru's expert touch sent bolts of electricity through her. Her fingers tangled in his long, fiery locks, holding him close as she lost herself in the sensation. A soft, breathless moan escaped her lips, urging him on as she ground her hips against his with wild abandon. "Oh, yes," she moaned, her voice heavy with desire. "Don't stop, please..."


Kirinmaru's tongue made Midoriko's body tremble with unexplainable hunger and deep longing. She could feel the heat emanating from his mouth as he enveloped her breasts with his tongue, his saliva making a wet, slippery sound that echoed in the room. His skilled movements were sending waves of extreme satisfaction throughout her entire being, and she found herself unable to resist the intoxicating sensations that he was eliciting from her. 


With each lick and each touch of his expert tongue, Midoriko was transported to a world of pleasure that she had never known before. Kirinmaru had awakened a desire in her that she never knew existed, and she knew that she would never be able to get enough of his sensual touch. 


After that long and exhilarating first round of intimacy, Kirinmaru finally pulled away from Midoriko, leaving her gasping for breath and aching for more. As she lay there, panting and spent, she watched as he stripped off his clothes, revealing his naked body to her hungry gaze.


Midoriko couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and embarrassment as her eyes landed on Kirinmaru's pulsing member. Even though they had made love many times before, the sight of him completely naked still sent shivers of desire through her body.


"Is everything alright?" Kirinmaru asked, his voice low and husky with desire as he stepped closer to her.


Midoriko nodded, biting her lip in anticipation as she watched him approach. She couldn't resist the way he made her feel, the way his touch set her body ablaze with pleasure.


Kirinmaru knelt before her, his eyes locked onto hers as he leaned forward to place a gentle kiss on her lips. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his fingers trailing down her body in a slow, teasing caress.


Midoriko's skin tingled with desire as his touch sent waves of pleasure through her body. She felt a rush of need wash over her as their lips locked in a fierce, all-consuming kiss. Without a second thought, she reached up and tangled her fingers in his thick, tousled hair, pulling him closer to her. She moaned softly, her body quivering with anticipation as he took control.


She surrendered herself entirely to his every touch, eager to explore every inch of his body and lose herself in the throes of unbridled passion. As Kirinmaru's hands roamed over her, she gasped, unable to contain the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. She arched her back, offering herself up to him completely, hungry for more.


Nothing else mattered at that moment. The world fell away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of desire and pleasure...


As they broke away from the kiss, Kirinmaru rose to his feet, his eyes smoldering with primal hunger as he positioned himself above her. His shaft throbbed with a fierce urgency as he locked gazes with her, his voice husky with desire. "Ready for more, my dear?" he whispered.


Midoriko's breath caught in her throat as she nodded eagerly, her body trembling with excitement as she lay powerless and begging for his touch. She knew that with Kirinmaru, every moment would be a wild, untamed ride, filled with ecstasy and bliss that left her utterly lost in passion.


As she eagerly awaited Kirinmaru's entrance, a sudden moan escaped her lips as her husband's throbbing member found its way to the very core of her being. She waited eagerly for him to plunge himself inside her, but was left wanting as she failed to feel his hardness. Confusion etched across her face as Kirinmaru teasingly held back, seeming to revel in the torment of denying her his fullness.


The cunning seducer was toying with her, teasing her with his sultry gaze and withholding his entry, urging her to crave more. He wanted her to ache with desire, to yearn for the pleasure that only he could bring. Slowly and deliberately, he traced the contours of her feminine curves with the tip of his throbbing shaft. With each deliberate stroke, Kirinmaru's masculine form glided effortlessly into the slickness of her willing and receptive flesh, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her entire being.


"How was it, my dear? Do you like it?" He purred, his voice laced with seductive promise, as he continued to tantalize her with his teasing movements. His lips curved into a devilish grin as he gazed upon his beloved wife, her body trembling with anticipation beneath him. He could feel his pulsing member throbbing with desire as it slid effortlessly against the slick folds of her arousal, teasing her with every tantalizing inch.


The priestess could feel herself losing control as she became captivated by the delicious pleasure that only Kirinmaru could bring. With a breathless gasp, she surrendered herself fully to his expert touch, eager to be consumed by the fiery passion that burned between them. 


Midoriko's breath caught in her throat as she was about to answer her husband's question with a fervent "yes." But just as the words were about to leave her lips, Kirinmaru halted his movements, causing her to arch her back with anticipation.


With a raw hunger in his eyes, he lowered himself between her legs, parting them slowly and deliberately to reveal her glistening wetness. Midoriko's heart raced with excitement as she felt his hot breath on her most sensitive flesh.


Kirinmaru proceeded to explore her centerfolds with his expert tongue without hesitation, sending waves of exquisite pleasure running through her body. His skilled touch brought her to the brink of ecstasy again and again, and she writhed with a fierce desire for him.


As he expertly caressed her innermost depths, Midoriko could feel her body building towards a mind-blowing release. With every flick of his tongue, she cried out in ecstasy, unable to contain the passion that consumed her.


"Oh, God. Kirinmaru....please..." 


Midoriko's body trembled with intense pleasure as Kirinmaru's tongue danced across her centerfolds, tracing delicate patterns of wetness along her sensitive flesh. Her moans of ecstasy escaped her lips in a heated rush, each one louder and more urgent than the last.


With every flick of Kirinmaru's skilled tongue, Midoriko felt herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release. Her fingers clawed at the sheets beneath her, her breaths coming in short gasps as she gave herself over completely to the dizzying waves of pleasure that consumed her.


As the intensity of her pleasure mounted, Midoriko couldn't help but worry that her moans were too loud. But the delightful sensations coursing through her body were too powerful to ignore, and she surrendered to them completely, letting out a series of throaty cries that echoed through the room.


With a final, mind-shattering burst of pleasure, Midoriko arched her back and let out a long, low moan that seemed to fill the entire room. As she slowly lowered herself back onto the softness of the bed, she was acutely aware of every inch of her being, consumed by the raw and unbridled passion that coursed through her veins. She realized with a shiver of delight that she had never felt so alive, so free, so utterly consumed by desire.


As Kirinmaru savored the delicious taste of Midoriko's sweet nectar exploding within his mouth, he watched his beloved wife panting, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she rode the waves of ecstasy he had unleashed within her. And at that moment, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction wash over him, knowing that he had given her everything she desired and more. 


The sight of her beautiful body writhing in pleasure was enough to make him ache with desire. He couldn't resist the urge to admire the exquisite contours of her natural, perfect breasts, rising and falling with each breath she took, as she lay before him, lost in the throes of pleasure. The delicate curves of her bosom, the gentle swell of her nipples, beckoned to him, urging him to explore every inch of her body with his hungry gaze. And as he continued to drink at the sight of her, he felt his desire intensify, his every instinct consumed by the overwhelming need to possess her completely.


He knew she was tired, but he was far from finished. The sight of Midoriko in such a seductive state only fueled his own arousal. He longed to feel her wetness, to become one with her in a way that would leave them both gasping for more. As he approached her, he rubbed his throbbing cock against her, letting his wife know that it was finally time to please him.


As Midoriko caught her breath from the intensity of her orgasm, she suddenly felt Kirinmaru's thickening cock pressing against her wetness. She looked up at him, her eyes locking with his as she saw the flaming desire burning in his gaze.


Her body trembled with a mix of exhaustion and desire as she lay there, her senses still tingling from the intense pleasure that Kirinmaru had just given her. Even though she was tired, she couldn't bear the thought of being unfair to her husband. With deliberate slowness, she parted her legs and exposed herself to him, inviting him in with a low, sultry moan that betrayed her deepest desires.


"I love you," she whispered, her voice full of need. "Please, take me..."


Kirinmaru's eyes burned with an intense, primal hunger as he slowly pushed himself inside of her, his thick, pulsing member filling her to the brim. Midoriko's body arched in response, her back arching as she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The sensation of him stretching her out completely was almost overwhelming, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her veins. With each thrust, he drove her deeper into the depths of ecstasy, making her lose herself completely in the moment.


Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, a dance of passion that left them both gasping for breath. Midoriko felt herself falling deeper and deeper under his spell, consumed by the intense pleasure Kirinmaru was giving her. She could feel his hands on her body, tracing the contours of her curves as he moved inside her with a skill that left her breathless.


The heat between Kirinmaru and Midoriko was becoming almost unbearable, a fierce inferno of desire that threatened to consume them both. Midoriko could feel it building inside of her, a raging wildfire that burned hotter with each passing moment. Every time Kirinmaru thrust into her, she felt herself inching closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. Her body was a quivering mass of raw sensation, every nerve ending tingling with the overwhelming pleasure he was giving her. She cried out with each thrust, her moans growing louder and more desperate as the intensity of their passion reached new heights.


Kirinmaru's primal urges drove him to thrust deeper and harder into Midoriko's slick heat, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her body. He felt her walls grip him tightly, driving him to the edge of madness. The taste of her sweat and the scent of her arousal pushed him over the edge. 


With each powerful thrust, Kirinmaru felt his control slipping away, his demon instincts taking over. His fangs grew longer, his eyes glowing with a fiery intensity, and his demonic aura pulsed with almost palpable heat. As Midoriko watched, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. She had always known that there was something dark and primal lurking within her husband, something that was only unleashed in their most intimate moments.


But rather than fear him, she simply gave him a faint smile, her body still quivering with the intense pleasure he was giving her. She found herself drawn to him, her body responding to his every move with an almost animalistic hunger. She knew that he would never hurt her, even in the throes of his passion. 


Kirinmaru knew that his carnal desires were beyond what any human could handle, but he couldn't stop. His desire for her was too great, too intense. He was afraid of hurting Midoriko, but the urge to claim her as his own was too strong. 


"You make me lose control...," he growled, his voice low and husky with desire. "Are you sure you want this? I can't promise to be gentle. I'm a demon, after all."


Midoriko whimpered and clung to him, her own desire fueling his wildness. Her eyes burned with a fierce intensity that matched his own. "I know what I'm getting into, my dear. Please, don't stop," she pleaded, her voice husky with need. "Let me feel you..."


Kirinmaru's doubts and fears lingered, tainting the lust that coursed through his veins as the words slipped from Midoriko's lips. He tried to give himself over to the wild passion that consumed him, lost in the heady pleasure of Midoriko's body, but his hesitation held him back.


As Midoriko felt the unease that was radiating off of Kirinmaru, she knew that she had to do something to help ease his tension. With a tender touch, she let her hands roam from his broad back up to his chiseled face, tracing the contours of his jawline with a feather-light touch.


She could see the turmoil that was raging inside of him, the inner demon struggling to control his actions as she looked into his eyes. But she refused to let him succumb to his darker impulses, not when they were so close to experiencing the ultimate pleasure together. 


Midoriko could feel the intensity of their passion rising to new heights as she pressed her lips against Kirinmaru's. Her body moved closer to his, pressing against him with an almost desperate urgency. Every inch of her skin was screaming out for him to take her, to claim her completely as his own. With a low moan of desire, she parted her lips and deepened the kiss, her tongue tracing the contours of his mouth with a tantalizing flicker. Kirinmaru responded in kind, his own tongue seeking hers out in a dance of pure, unbridled passion.


As they kissed, their bodies pressed together, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Midoriko's veins. She could feel his hard, muscular body against hers, every inch of his skin setting her ablaze with desire.


"Let go, Kirinmaru," she murmured against his lips, her hands tracing the hard lines of his body. "You can do whatever you want to me. I want you, all of you..."


Kirinmaru felt his resolve crumble under the force of her desire, and he finally gave in to the raw passion that consumed him. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and crevice, as he lost himself in the heady pleasure of Midoriko's embrace.


Their conversation became a mix of moans, kisses, and gasps, each word a testament to the unbridled desire that flowed between them. Kirinmaru whispered sweet nothings in Midoriko's ear, telling her how much he loved and needed her.


Midoriko's cries of pleasure echoed through the room. Her moans of too much desire for Kirinmaru filled the air, her body trembling with anticipation as he took her to the edge of pleasure over and over again. Every hard thrust sent her flesh pulsing with need, her cunt aching to be filled by his thick cock.


As Kirinmaru slid inside her, Midoriko's body trembled with lust, the feeling of his bulge stretching her in the most delicious way almost too much to bear. With each thrust, he hit her clit in just the right spot, sending a rush of pleasure through her that left her gasping for air.


But Kirinmaru was not content with mere pleasure; he wanted to drive his priestess wife wild with need and desire. And so he continued to slide in and out of her with increasing speed and intensity, each stroke sending waves of ecstasy crashing over her body.


As Midoriko surrendered herself to the heady pleasure that consumed her, she felt herself losing control, her senses overwhelmed by the raw, unbridled passion that only Kirinmaru could awaken in her. And as he moved faster and harder, she was pushed to ecstasy, consumed by a burning passion that left her breathless and completely exhausted. With each tantalizing thrust, Kirinmaru drove her to the edge of oblivion, taking her to heights of pleasure that she had never thought possible. 


"I'm...I'm coming..." Midoriko moaned, her body writhing with pleasure as Kirinmaru continued to thrust into her wet core. With each hard and deep thrust, she felt her husband hitting that spot that would drive her over the edge. The anticipation was almost unbearable, and she knew she was about to release herself in a wild, uncontrollable burst of lust.


She felt something hot building between her thighs, a sign that she was about to let out a squirt of her lust. But Kirinmaru was not far behind her; he was close to his climax too, and he could feel his cock throbbing with need as he pounded into her wet flesh.


His eyes were full of hot, flamed desire as he watched Midoriko's beautiful, sweaty face, the sight of her breasts bouncing with their intense intimacy driving him wild with arousal. And as his gaze moved down to their intimate parts, where they were still banging on each other like crazy, Kirinmaru felt himself finally reaching his climax.


As their bodies collided, a fire ignited within Kirinmaru, fueling a hunger that burned hotter than any flame he had ever known. Midoriko's passionate response fueled his own desire, and their intimate parts thrust together with a ferocity that left them both gasping for air. As they drew closer to the brink of release, their passion became nearly unbearable. But they held on, their desire for each other, driving them to new heights of ecstasy.


Finally, the dam burst, and they both surrendered to the rapture of their release, their bodies shaking with the sheer force of their passion. As they lay there, spent and breathless, they exchanged a smile and a low, sultry laugh.


Midoriko felt a sense of euphoria wash over her, the knowledge that she had just experienced something truly incredible with the man she loved more than anything in the world. Kirinmaru, too, was lost in the moment, his body still tingling with the aftershocks of their explosive climax.


Midoriko's voice was low and sweet as she whispered in Kirinmaru's ear, her breath hot against his skin. "You're incredible, my dear. You've made this priestess utterly satisfied." As she placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips, she felt a shiver run through her body at the intensity of their connection.


Kirinmaru's smile was filled with love as he gazed into her eyes, his heart filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and adoration for the woman lying beside him. "Anything for my beautiful wife," he murmured, slowly withdrawing himself from her wet and welcoming core. "I will always cherish you, my love."


Midoriko's heart swelled with emotion as she looked at him, feeling his hardness slip from her entrance. Her body was still humming with the lingering pleasure of their lovemaking, and she knew that this was a moment she would cherish forever.


"I will love you forever," she breathed, her voice heavy with desire. Their love was a powerful force, drawing them together in an irresistible dance of passion and pleasure that left them both breathless and wanting more.

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As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the window, Midoriko stirred from her slumber, her body still humming with the aftershocks of the night before. She knew that she had experienced a passion with her husband, Kirinmaru, that would stay with her forever. The heat of their intimacy had brought them closer together in ways she had never imagined, and she felt a deep sense of contentment wash over her.


Midoriko turned to look at her husband, who was still sleeping peacefully beside her. She traced a finger lightly over the contours of his face, feeling a sense of awe at the depth of their connection. At that moment, she knew that she would never forget the night they had shared. As she lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Midoriko knew that their passion would only continue to grow stronger with each passing day, for they were bound together by an unbreakable bond, fueled by desire and love, that would endure forever.