He never realised before how vulnerable Sayuri could look.
She had always been the strong, capable ninja that he had known from school days. When he had met her the first time, she was a stubborn little one that was ready to spit fire. As she got older, she matured more and became more confident.
Now, however, all of that was gone and in place was a normal looking girl.
No, woman.
Her face had a slight tinge of pink, making her seem very alluring and sweet. Her lashes slightly covered her hazel doe-eyes which only made her look even more vulnerable. Her pink lips were slightly parted, and moist, as if tempting him to claim them.
It was also then that he realised what position they were in.
She had certainly filled out in all the right places, which he could feel very well as he was pressed against her. She was really surprisingly soft, and there was this … sweet vanilla sort of smell emanating from her.
Must be her shampoo ...
