Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he slammed into her, hard. Saeko cried out loudly, the hand on the back of his head dropping down to his back as he resumed moving inside her. He held nothing back now, giving her exactly what she asked for, thrusting into her rapidly as she clung to him, her legs locked around his waist.
Saeko's cries filled the shrine. Any concern of possibly being overheard by any of the dead that might be lurking outside were forgotten as they got lost in each other. Saeko couldn't keep quiet if she wanted to, and Takashi wanted nothing more than to hear her cries of delight as he let out his own pleasured grunts as he thrusted into her.
Both were perspiring so profoundly it was as if they were in a sauna rather than a shrine. The sweat pouring off them aided their movements, causing them to slowly slide across the polished wooden floor. Saeko didn't even notice. All she was aware of was the feel of Takashi on her and in her. She took everything he gave as he slammed into her, and only wanted more. She moved in sync with him, panting and moaning, encouraging his movements with her heels to help pull him into her with every thrust.
"God, Saeko, you feel so damn good!" he exclaimed.
He did as well, but she couldn't seem to form any coherent words other than moans and his name occasionally slipping past her lies. Eventually though, she felt her head lightly thump against something and turned her head to realize that they had somehow slid all the way across the wooden floor until they reached the wall. A wicked part of Saeko's mind suddenly envisioned him taking her against it. Something to try later, she decided. For now, the thought of other positions made her want to try being in control.
"Takashi… hold on," she gasped out breathlessly, unwrapping an arm from around him and placing her hand against his chest to stop his movements.
He paused, looking down at her. "Are you ok?"
She once again detected a note of worry in his voice and gave him a reassuring smile. He was still worrying about her, even after what she had said. That was one of the things she really loved about him, his constant worry and care for others. But in time she would show him that she would be fine with whatever he did to her body.
"I'm fine, you didn't do anything wrong," she assured him. She lifted herself up to whisper seductively in his ear. "It's my turn now."
Before he could ask what she meant, she suddenly flipped them over so she was on top and he was the one on his back. The motion caused him to slip out of her, and Saeko crouched over him, reaching up to push her damp hair out of her face. Takashi stared up at her and she gave him a playful smile then crooked her finger at him in a come-hither gesture.
Takashi sat up to a sitting position so their faces were just inches apart. They stared at each other for a few moments before leaning in and kissing. They came apart a few seconds later, and Saeko rose to her feet. She lifted a foot, pressing it against his chest, and gently applied some pressure.
"Up against the wall, Komuro," she told him with playful authority.
Takashi glanced over his shoulder, then shuffled back until he was against the wall. Saeko's smile widened as she approached. She showed no shame or embarrassment about her body being on full display to him, but with a body like hers, she had nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed of. And as she walked up to him, standing over him so his lower body was between her legs, she dropped down to her knees so she was straddling him, placing her hands on his shoulders, his erection resting against her stomach.
"I get to be in control now," she told him, and then her smile became more mischievous. "Maybe this will finally make you stop worrying about whether or not you're hurting me."
He blushed. "Sorry."
She chuckled. "Don't be sorry, it's sweet. Just stop worrying, and let's enjoy ourselves."
Reaching down, she took hold of him. Rising up a bit, she thrust her hips forward as she pressed his erection against her slit. Even she was surprised by her boldness as she held his length against her and rubbed herself against it, but she felt too good to care. And after teasing them both a bit, she rose up higher so she could insert the tip inside her again. She then returned her hands to his shoulder and sank down onto him, her eyes sliding shut as she did so. She heard Takashi groan as she engulfed him, and the sound brought a pleased smile to her face.
"S-Saeko…" he grunted, and his hands moved to grip her hips.
"Mmm," she muttered, leaning her head back as she let out a long breath of air. "I love the feel of you inside me. I can feel you touching my womb. You fit me perfectly, Takashi."