Chapter 175: A Songbird's Fury
Malik made his way up to the attic, where the dim light barely illuminated the faces of the Sound Four members scattered around the room. As he entered, his healing magic subtly filled the space, casting a warm aura. Seated at a long table were Sakon, Ukon, Kidōmaru, and Tayuya, each lost in their own thoughts, their plates of food barely touched. Despite their recovery, the exhaustion was evident in their posture, but no one seemed more on edge than Tayuya, her usual sharp glare now piercing the room.
Tayuya's eyes snapped toward him the moment he walked in, her lips curling into a scowl. Malik could feel her anger radiating, and it was clear something was brewing beneath the surface.
"How did the mission go?" Kidōmaru asked cautiously, breaking the tense silence.
Malik, sensing the unease, waved off their worries. "Relax. Sasuke's with Orochimaru. Not sure which base, but he's with her."
The others exchanged glances, clearly surprised by the news. Kidōmaru leaned back, his expression shifting from concern to cautious relief. Sakon and Ukon shared a glance, though they remained silent. Tayuya, however, stayed tense, her glare unwavering as she kept her eyes locked on Malik.
"And Team Dosu?" Sakon asked, a bit of hesitancy in his voice.
"They're alive," Malik answered. "Kin Tsuchi, Zaku Abumi, and Dosu Kinuta. In fact, Kin just left."
The tension in the room spiked immediately as Malik mentioned Kin's name. Tayuya's expression darkened, her glare sharpening as the others subtly shifted in their seats, clearly wanting to avoid the impending outburst. The mention of Kin had clearly struck a nerve with Tayuya.
"I can open a door to the Hidden Grass Village if you're ready to return," Malik offered, sensing the need to move things along.
But the others weren't foolish enough to stick around. Sensing Tayuya's growing rage, Kidōmaru, Sakon, and Ukon nodded their thanks and quickly gathered their things. Malik opened a glowing portal for them, and without a word, they stepped through, leaving Malik and Tayuya alone in the room.
Once the door closed, the silence between Malik and Tayuya was thick with tension. Tayuya crossed her arms, her body rigid, dressed in nothing but a black shirt and shorts. Her red hair was messy, and her face was contorted in barely contained anger.
"Why is my songbird so upset today?" Malik asked gently, trying to soften her mood.
Tayuya's glare intensified, her voice sharp as she shot back, "Don't play dumb with me, Malik."
Malik's brow furrowed slightly, taken aback by the venom in her tone. "Tayuya, what—"
"You stopped the fight," she snapped, cutting him off. "You pulled me out of that battle. You saved me." She spat the word out like it was poison, her fists clenching at her sides. "I didn't ask for your help, Malik. I didn't need it. But you, being the great, all-knowing Malik, decided to step in and make me look weak."
Malik sighed, realizing now what had been eating at her. "I wasn't trying to—"
"And then," Tayuya continued, her voice rising, "you spend the night with Kin, while I'm up here alone. You think I didn't know? You're out there playing house with her while I'm stuck here, wondering if I even matter anymore!"
Malik's eyes widened, her words hitting harder than he expected. He knew she had a sharp tongue, but this was more than just anger—it was hurt.
"Tayuya," Malik began, taking a step closer, "I didn't mean for you to feel that way. I pulled you out because I—"
"Because you think I'm weak!" she shouted, standing up from her chair, her fists trembling. "You pitied me! You didn't think I could handle it, so you stepped in like some kind of knight in shining armor. And then, instead of checking on me, you go to her."
Her words stung, and Malik felt a knot tighten in his chest. He hadn't meant to make her feel less than, hadn't realized the depth of her jealousy and frustration.
Malik stepped closer, trying to bridge the gap between them. "Tayuya, that's not it at all. I saved you because I care about you. You mean so much to me, more than you know."
Tayuya's scowl deepened, though her anger seemed to waver slightly at his words. She turned away from him, pacing the room as she tried to reign in her emotions.
"I don't need your pity, Malik," she muttered, her voice lower now, tinged with exhaustion. "I don't need to be saved."
Malik reached out, gently taking her hand and guiding her back to sit on the edge of the bed. This time, she didn't resist as much, though her body was still tense, her face turned away from him.
"You're not weak," Malik said softly, kneeling in front of her. He gently took her feet into his hands, massaging the tension from them. "I've never thought that about you. You're one of the strongest people I know."
Tayuya didn't respond immediately, but Malik could feel the tension in her body start to ease under his touch. He pressed soft kisses to her feet, working his way up her legs, his hands soothing the stress and anger from her muscles.
"You fought hard," Malik continued, his voice gentle as he moved his hands to her calves, pressing firmly but tenderly. "You always do. I never doubted you."
Tayuya let out a quiet sigh, her body relaxing more as Malik's hands worked their magic. "Then why did you stop me?" she asked, her voice softer now, though the pain was still evident.
"Because I didn't want to lose you," Malik admitted, moving his hands higher, massaging her thighs now. "I couldn't stand the thought of something happening to you."
Tayuya was silent for a moment, her eyes closed as she leaned back, finally letting go of the last remnants of her anger. Malik continued to press soft kisses to her legs, his hands moving with expert precision, easing the frustration from her body.
"You're an idiot," Tayuya muttered, though there was no bite to her words now.
Malik chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to her knee. "I've heard that before."
She sighed again, her body completely relaxing under his touch. "You better not make a habit of this," she warned, though there was a softness in her tone now.
Malik smiled, his hands continuing to work their way up her body, his touch gentle and loving. "I'll try not to," he promised, though they both knew he'd do anything to protect her, no matter how angry it made her.
And for now, that was enough.
Malik's hands moved with deliberate precision, each touch designed to soothe and comfort. He started by gently cradling Tayuya's feet, his thumbs pressing into the soles with just the right amount of pressure. Her skin was soft and warm under his touch, a stark contrast to the hardened exterior she often presented to the world.
As he worked, Malik could feel the tension in her feet beginning to melt away. Her toes, curled tightly from the stress, slowly started to relax, each one unfurling one by one. His fingers traced the contours of her arches, feeling the subtle rise and fall of her foot structure. He could sense the relief spreading through her, her body responding to his touch.
Malik's lips followed the path of his hands, pressing soft kisses to the tops of her feet, his breath warm against her skin.
Tayuya's breath hitched as Malik's lips made contact with her skin. She had never experienced anything quite like this before - a blend of vulnerability and intimacy that sent shivers up her spine. His hands continued to work their magic, kneading and massaging with a gentle yet firm touch.
The room was filled with the soft sounds and the distant chatter. Malik's actions were deliberate, each touch a promise of more to come. His lips moved to the delicate skin of her ankles, his tongue darting out to taste the salty tang of her sweat.
Tayuya's heart pounded in her chest as she surrendered to the sensation. It was as if a veil was being lifted, revealing a side of herself she had long kept hidden.
As Malik's lips continued their journey up Tayuya's legs, he could feel her body trembling slightly. His fingers delicately traced the lines of her calves, each touch eliciting soft gasps from her. He could sense her hesitation, the internal struggle as she allowed herself to be completely vulnerable in his presence.
"Trust me," Malik whispered, his voice low and soothing. "Let go."
Tayuya's eyes fluttered open, meeting Malik's gaze. For a moment, she saw not just a man she loved, but a man who saw through her defenses, who understood the weight she carried. She nodded slowly, surrendering to the moment. "Just do it already," She almost commanded.
Malik's hands moved higher, his fingers gently brushing against the inside of Tayuya's thighs. As Malik's fingers grazed the sensitive skin of Tayuya's inner thighs, she couldn't help but let out a small gasp. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of pleasure and vulnerability that made her heart race. Her body, which had been tense with anticipation, now relaxed under his touch.
"You're doing so well," Malik murmured, his voice filled with warmth and encouragement. His hands continued their journey, each stroke designed to bring her closer to the edge of ecstasy.
Tayuya's breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling as she surrendered herself completely to the moment. She could feel her body responding to Malik's touch, each touch igniting a fire within her. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan, allowing herself to fully experience the sensations. Malik's fingers danced with an almost preternatural grace, delicately tracing patterns on Tayuya's inner thighs. Her skin was soft and yielding, each touch sending ripples of pleasure through her body. He could feel her muscles contracting and releasing with every breath, the rhythm growing more pronounced as her arousal heightened.
Tayuya's legs quivered under his touch, her breath hitching as Malik's fingers inched ever closer to her most sensitive areas. His fingertips brushed against the delicate folds of her sex, causing her to gasp and squirm. He paused for a moment, savoring the moment as he looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and desire.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Malik's fingers deftly undid the black shorts that had been hiding Tayuya's ample form. With a gentle tug, he pulled them down her hips, revealing her large, round ass. The fabric clung to her for a moment before finally falling to the floor. He couldn't help but admire her from this new angle. Her skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, and there was a slight blush spreading across her cheeks.
He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him. Tayuya's ass was full and inviting, the soft curves beckoning him. He could see the faint outline of her pussy, still hidden beneath a thatch of dark red hair. It was a stark reminder of her natural beauty and the way she embraced it for his sake.
Bending down, Malik ran his hands over her cheeks, his touch firm yet gentle.
Malik's hands explored the soft, warm flesh of Tayuya's ass, his fingers tracing the curves with a reverence that made her tremble. The scent of her arousal, creating an intoxicating mix that heightened his senses. His touch was confident and deliberate, each caress designed to ignite a fire within her.
As he continued, Malik's fingers delved deeper into the crevice between her cheeks, kneading the sensitive skin there. Tayuya's breathing grew ragged, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She could feel her pulse racing, her heart pounding in her chest. His fingers moved in slow circles, each rotation bringing her closer to the edge.
Tayuya let out a soft, breathless moan as Malik's fingers found their way to the base of her spine.
Malik's voice was steady and commanding, yet filled with a tender undertone that made Tayuya's heart flutter. "Turn around for me," he said, his gaze locked onto hers.
She hesitated for a moment, her body trembling with anticipation and nervousness. But with a deep breath, she did as he asked, slowly pivoting on her knees until she was facing him fully.
As she turned, her large, round ass jiggled slightly, the soft, smooth skin glistening with sweat. The sight was mesmerizing, and Malik couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. He couldn't believe this was the same woman who had once been so guarded and closed off.
Tayuya spread her legs wide, revealing the intricate patterns of her pussy, hidden beneath a thick layer of dark hair.
The scent of her arousal filled the air, a rich and earthy perfume that made Malik's senses heighten even more. His eyes were drawn to the delicate folds of her sex, framed by a thick, dark bush. The hair was matted slightly from their earlier activities, giving it a wild, untamed appearance that only added to her allure.
Malik couldn't resist reaching out, his fingers gently parting the hair to reveal more of her pink, swollen labia. Tayuya's breath hitched as his fingers delved deeper, exploring the damp heat of her pussy. The moisture glistened in the dim light, and he could feel the heat emanating from her core.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Tayuya's legs trembled as Malik's fingers continued their dance inside her.
Tayuya's tough exterior began to crack as Malik's fingers continued their gentle assault on her sensitive flesh. Her usual bravado was replaced with a vulnerability that only he had ever seen. Her breath came in ragged gasps as his thumb circled her clit, causing her to arch her back and let out a soft moan.
Malik's other hand moved to her hip, holding her in place as he felt her body shudder with pleasure. The contrast between her rough exterior and the soft, pliant flesh beneath his fingertips was intoxicating. Her skin was warm, and he could feel the tension building within her, coiling tighter with each passing moment.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered shut, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps as she surrendered to the waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Tayuya's usually sharp and abrasive demeanor dissipated as Malik's touch brought her to the brink of ecstasy. Her hardened exterior gave way to soft, breathy moans that filled the room. Her fingers clenched at the edge of the bed, knuckles whitening with the effort to maintain control. Malik could hear the wood strain under her iron grip.
Malik's hand moved with deliberate precision, each stroke designed to bring her closer to the edge. He could sense her body's response, the way she tensed and then relaxed under his touch. Her labia felt swollen, and he could see the flush spreading across her chest and neck.
Tayuya's breathing grew more labored as Malik continued to explore her with his fingers.
Malik's fingers moved with practiced ease, tracing patterns that sent shivers through Tayuya's body. Her breath hitched with each touch, her body trembling with anticipation and desire. Malik's thumb continued to circle her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send waves of pleasure coursing through her.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered open, meeting Malik's gaze. The intensity in his eyes, a mix of love and lust, made her heart race. She felt vulnerable yet protected in his arms, a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time.
"I... I never knew it could be like this," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Malik's thumb slowed its rhythm, allowing Tayuya to catch her breath. "Like what, my songbird?" he asked, his voice tender but curious.
Tayuya's cheeks flushed, and she averted her gaze. "Like... feeling so seen, so understood," she admitted.
Malik's heart swelled with a mixture of tenderness and pride. "That's what true intimacy is all about," he said softly, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her on her butt. "Letting down the walls and showing your true self."
Tayuya's breath hitched again as Malik's lips touched her skin. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his touch and the warmth radiating from his body. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this cherished and cared for, that is until Malik showed up in her life.
He stood and leaned over her back, Malik's hand never left her hip, anchoring her to him as he nuzzled her neck. His lips found the tender spot where her shoulder met her neck, and he began to kiss and nibble gently.
Tayuya's breath hitched again as Malik's lips moved across her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Her heart pounded, and she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks. The sensation of his stubble against her skin was almost unbearably intimate, making her shiver involuntarily.
Malik's hand tightened slightly around her hip, pulling her closer against his soft and warm form. He could feel her trembling, her body yielding to the desire that smoldered between them. His fingers traced lazy circles on her hip, each one eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.
Malik's attention was solely focused on Tayuya. He wanted to savor every moment, to explore every inch of her body with a tenderness that would make her feel cherished and loved.
He laid down on the bedside her, Malik's hands moved to Tayuya's hips, encouraging her to straddle his face. Her hair cascaded down around her shoulders, a curtain of red waves framing her flushed face. Her movements were deliberate and eager as she positioned herself above him, her thighs tightening around his head.
Tayuya's pussy was a glistening, inviting sight, the lips slightly parted to reveal a swollen clitoris that glistened with her arousal. The hair surrounding it was a dark red and thick, creating a dense forest through which Malik's tongue could navigate. The aroma of her desire filled the air, a rich, musky scent that was intoxicating and alluring.
As Tayuya settled herself onto Malik's face, she let out a low, guttural moan. The sensation of his tongue against her sensitive flesh was almost overwhelming. Each flick and stroke sent waves of pleasure radiating through her body, causing her to arch her back and close her eyes.
Malik's tongue darted out, exploring every inch of her intimate terrain. The taste of her was intoxicating, a blend of sweetness and saltiness that only heightened his desire. He delved deeper, parting her folds to explore the tender inner recesses of her being. His hands moved to her hips, guiding her rhythm as he licked and sucked, eliciting gasps and moans from her.
Tayuya's breathing quickened, her breath hitching with every movement of Malik's tongue.
Tayuya's small, perky breasts were bouncing gently as she rode Malik's face. She couldn't help but reach up and caress her own breasts, feeling the nipples harden under her touch. Each pinch and roll sent a jolt of pleasure through her, intensifying the sensations already coursing through her body.
Malik's tongue continued its relentless assault on Tayuya's pussy, each flick and stroke sending her closer to the edge. Her moans grew louder, muffled only slightly by the sound of running water and the distant chatter of other bathers. The heat of the water enveloped them, adding to the sensual atmosphere as they became lost in their intimate dance.
Tayuya's thighs tightened around Malik's head, pulling him closer.
As Tayuya's thighs tightened around Malik's head, her body trembled with the intensity of her pleasure. Her moans were low and guttural, a sound that conveyed both her vulnerability and her desire. Each movement of her hips was deliberate and uninhibited, a dance that left no room for doubt about her enjoyment.
Malik's hands moved to Tayuya's hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he continued to lick and suck at her sensitive flesh. The taste of her was intoxicating, a sweet and salty blend that only fueled his desire. He could feel the tension in her body, the way she writhed and bucked as she neared her climax.
Tayuya's small, perky breasts bounced with her movements, their hardened nipples providing an additional source of pleasure.
Her chest heaved with each breath, her small breasts rising and falling in a mesmerizing dance. She reached up to tweak her nipples, rolling them gently between her fingers as Malik's tongue continued its relentless journey. The sensation of her fingers on her nipples, combined with the skilled ministrations of Malik's tongue, brought her to the brink of ecstasy.
Malik could feel the tension in Tayuya's body, a telltale sign that she was close. His fingers gripped her hips tighter, pulling her down harder onto his face. The taste of her was intoxicating, and he savored every moment, every moan that escaped her lips. His tongue delved deeper, probing and exploring with a determination that left her breathless.
Tayuya's body trembled as the first waves of her orgasm began to crash over her. Her breath caught in her throat, and she let out a low, primal moan, her body arching as the pleasure consumed her. Her small, perky breasts bounced with each spasm, her nipples hard and sensitive under her fingers.
Malik's tongue continued its relentless work, drawing out the pleasure until Tayuya was left a quivering, sated mess. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the edge of the bed, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
Malik gently pulled Tayuya into his arms, cradling her against his chest on the bed. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender and reassuring. "Feeling better?"
Malik's voice was gentle, his tone soothing as he pulled Tayuya into his arms. Her body was still trembling slightly, a testament to the intensity of her orgasm. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure, and nodded.
"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Better than I've felt in a long time."
Malik's heart swelled with a mix of pride and affection. He had always seen the softer side of Tayuya, hidden beneath her tough exterior. It was moments like these that confirmed his belief in her.
"Good," he said, his fingers tracing gentle circles on her back. "You deserve to feel good, Tayuya."
For a while, they lay there in comfortable silence, their bodies entwined.
As Tayuya's breathing began to steady, she shifted in Malik's arms, her eyes meeting his with a mischievous glint. "I think it's your turn," she murmured, her voice seductive and playful.
Malik's heart quickened at the suggestion. He knew what Tayuya desired, and he was more than willing to fulfill her needs. Her hand moved to his chest, tracing him with a feather-light touch that sent shivers down his spine.
Slowly, she began to move her fingers lower, her touch becoming bolder as she reached his groin. She pulled his pants down halfway with her hand and then pushed it the rest of the way with her leg and foot, Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, feeling the heat and hardness of his desire. She gave a gentle squeeze, eliciting a low growl of pleasure from herself.
"I see you're ready for me."
Tayuya's fingers deftly manipulated Malik's impressive length, her touch electric and teasing. She could feel the veins pulsing beneath her fingers, each beat a reminder of the intensity of their connection.
Malik's breath hitched as Tayuya continued to explore his body. Her fingers slid up and down his shaft with a practiced ease, her grip firm but tender. Her other hand snaked around to his back, pulling him closer with an intimate strength.
Tayuya's lips curved into a smirk as she felt the heat radiating from Malik's body. She shifted her position slightly, aligning herself so that the tip of his cock brushed against her slick entrance. She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a challenge and a promise.
Tayuya's slick pussy pressed against Malik's cock, the warmth of her body inviting and alluring. She slowly guided him in, her breath hitching as she felt him stretch her. Her moans intermingled with his, their bodies synchronizing.
Malik's fingers dug into Tayuya's hips, pulling her closer with every thrust. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each movement eliciting gasps and groans of pleasure. The sound of their skin slapping together was a symphony of desire, drowning out the rest of the room.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered shut, her head thrown back as she surrendered fully to the moment. Her nails dug into Malik's back, drawing blood as the pleasure became almost unbearable.
Malik's cock slid into Tayuya's slick, hairy pussy with ease. The warmth and tightness enveloped him, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. Tayuya's moans grew louder and more intense, her body trembling as he thrust deeper and harder.
Malik's movements were deliberate, savoring every moment of her body's response to him. His hands roamed over her curves, exploring every inch of her with reverence. The sensation of her wetness was intoxicating, and he found himself lost in the moment, completely captivated by the woman beneath him.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered open, locking onto Malik's. Her expression was a mixture of lust and vulnerability, a combination that only heightened the intimacy between them. "Harder."
Malik's heart pounded as he responded to Tayuya's command, increasing the tempo of his thrusts. Her body responded immediately, her hips meeting his with equal fervor. The bed creaked and groaned under their combined weight, the rhythmic slapping of their skin becoming a steady backdrop to their shared ecstasy.
Their breaths came in ragged gasps, filling the air with the sweet scent of sweat and passion. Tayuya's fingers dug into Malik's back, her nails leaving trails of fire in their wake. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, each one driving him closer to the edge.
With one final, powerful thrust, Malik felt Tayuya's body shudder beneath him. Her orgasm ripped through her, her muscles clenching around his cock in a vice-like grip.
Malik's cock throbbed inside Tayuya's slick pussy, every thrust eliciting gasps and moans from her. Her body was a maelstrom of pleasure, her muscles contracting around him in waves. He could feel her climax, each moment bringing her closer to the edge.
Malik's breath came in ragged gasps as he watched Tayuya's face contort with pleasure. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her lips parted in a silent scream of ecstasy. He continued to thrust, each movement drawing out her orgasm and intensifying his own pleasure.
As Tayuya's climax began to subside, Malik slowly pulled out of her, leaving her panting and sated. He admired her for a moment, her body glistening with sweat and pleasure, her eyes glazed with satisfaction.
Malik's heart pounded as he observed Tayuya, her body still shuddering from the intensity of their encounter. The room was filled with the sound of their combined breaths, mingling with the distant sounds of the house. He reached out a hand to gently brush a strand of hair from her face, experiencing a deep connection to her in that moment.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze with a mixture of gratitude and desire. She slowly sat up, her movements languid and sensual. The glint of mischief returned to her eyes as she glanced down at him, a smirk playing on her lips.
"You know, I think that was just what the doctor ordered," she said, her voice sultry and playful. Her hand snaked around his waist, pulling him closer. "But I'm not done with you yet."
As Tayuya's hand slid around Malik's waist, pulling him closer, he felt the intensity of her grip. Her eyes glinted with a promise of more to come. The sultry tone in her voice sent a shiver down his spine, making him anticipate what was to follow.
Malik's heart pounded in his chest, responding to Tayuya's seductive promise. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both tender and passionate. Their tongues danced together, the taste of each other mingling with the lingering sweetness of their shared pleasure.
Tayuya's fingers traced patterns along Malik's back, her touch both soothing and arousing. She pulled back slightly, her breath warm against his lips. "Let's take this to the next level," she whispered, her voice laden with desire.
With a sly smile, Tayuya maneuvered herself beneath Malik, her legs wrapping around his waist. She positioned him at the entrance of her tight, inviting asshole. Her eyes glistened with anticipation as she met his gaze, her fingers teasingly gripping his shaft.
"Ready?" she asked, her voice thick with longing.
Malik felt a surge of desire course through him at her words. He nodded, his breath hitching in his throat. Tayuya's grip on his cock tightened slightly, guiding him towards her waiting entrance. Her body was slick with sweat and their combined passion, making his entry effortless.
In one smooth motion, Malik pressed himself into Tayuya's welcoming asshole. The tightness was intense, different from her pussy, but incredibly satisfying.
Malik groaned as he felt her muscles clench around him. Tayuya let out a soft, guttural moan, her body trembling from the sensation of being filled. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck.
He began to move, each thrust deeper and more deliberate than the last. The walls of her ass were hot and tight, every sensation intensified by the previous round of pleasure. Tayuya's moans grew louder, more urgent, as he drove into her, each movement pushing her closer to another climax.
Malik's hands gripped her hips, pulling her onto him with each thrust. The bed creaked and groaned in protest, but neither of them noticed, lost in the intensity of their shared pleasure.
Malik's thrusts grew more urgent as he felt Tayuya's body respond to his touch. Her moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their skin slapping together. The bed rocked beneath them, the headboard banging against the wall with every powerful movement.
Tayuya's fingers dug into Malik's back, her nails cutting and digging along his skin. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into her, her muscles clenching around him in a vice-like grip. Her breath came in ragged gasps, each one fueling her growing ecstasy.
Malik's own pleasure was building, the intense sensations of Tayuya's body surrounding him driving him to the brink. He could feel her climax approaching, her body shuddering with anticipation.
With a final, powerful thrust, Malik felt Tayuya's body convulse around him. Her moans reached a crescendo, her fingers clawing at his back as her orgasm took over. The sensation of her climax triggered his own release, and he groaned deeply, burying himself to the hilt inside her as his seed filled her.
For a moment, there was only the sound of their shared gasps and the pounding of their hearts. Malik's muscles trembled as he leaned in, pressing his forehead to Tayuya's, savoring the intimate connection between them. The world around them seemed to fade away as they caught their breath, lost in their shared ecstasy.
"Damn," Tayuya murmured, her voice husky with pleasure. She grinned up at Malik, her eyes still glazed with the remnants of her orgasm.
Tayuya's body was still reeling from the intense pleasure of their recent encounter, but her eyes gleamed with renewed lust. She rolled onto her hands and knees, her round, plump ass still glistening with a mixture of sweat and Malik's release. The sight was captivating, and Malik felt his desire stirring once more.
Tayuya's hips swayed gently as she shook her ass, her cheeks parted slightly from their recent use. She glanced back at him over her shoulder, her lips curled into a seductive smile. "Like what you see?" she asked, her voice dripping with a playful challenge.
Malik couldn't help but nod, his breath catching in his throat. He moved closer, his hand reaching out to gently caress her cheek before trailing down her back and over her firm ass.
Malik's hand glided over Tayuya's soft skin, feeling the slight tremors of her arousal beneath his touch. Her body was still slick from their previous intimacy, and he could smell the mingled scents of their passion.
Tayuya arched her back, her ass pushing back towards Malik in silent invitation. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're gorgeous, Tayuya," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
She shivered at his words, her body responding instinctively to the warmth of his breath. "Then show me," she replied, her voice a sultry whisper.
Malik didn't need to be asked twice. His hands moved to her hips, pulling her back against him. His hardness pressed against her, already readying for another round of pleasure.
Malik's body responded to the heat radiating from Tayuya's, his member already hardening as he pressed himself against her. The aroma of their shared passion was a heady mix of sweat and desire. His hands tightened on her hips, and he felt her muscles tense in anticipation.
Tayuya's breath hitched as he guided himself into her, her body eagerly welcoming him back. She let out a soft moan, her fingers gripping the sheets as she pushed back against him. Each thrust was met with a corresponding shiver that ran through her body, her skin prickling with goosebumps under his touch.
Malik's pace quickened, driven by the intense connection and raw desire. Tayuya's moans grew louder, each sound filling the room with an erotic symphony.
The bed creaked rhythmically under their combined weight, the sound blending with Tayuya's increasingly urgent gasps and Malik's deep, measured breaths. Her body moved in sync with his, each thrust driving her further into ecstasy. The sensation of him inside her was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.
Malik's hands roamed over Tayuya's body, gripping her hips, running up her back, and tangling in her hair. Every touch elicited a reaction from her, her breath hitching or a soft moan escaping her lips. His pace became more frenzied, driven by the urgency of their shared desire.
Tayuya's moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body shuddering with each powerful thrust.
Malik's thrusts became more deliberate as he felt Tayuya's body tightening around him, her moans reaching a fever pitch. He could sense her climax building, each of her gasps and shudders indicating the approach of her peak.
As Tayuya's orgasm washed over her, Malik felt the warmth of her release spread over his cock, intensifying his own pleasure. His breath hitched, and he groaned deeply, feeling the urge to follow her over the edge.
He quickly pulled out, turning her body so that she was now facing him. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, her hair disheveled and her lips swollen from their shared passion. Malik couldn't resist the temptation; he gripped her head, guiding her face closer to his pulsing member.
Malik's grip on Tayuya's head was firm yet gentle as he guided her closer. Her eyes locked onto his, showing a mixture of lust and adoration. He felt the first warm drops of his release spill onto her face, painting a glistening trail down her cheek.
Tayuya's tongue darted out, catching some of his semen and savoring the taste. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation, her body still trembling from her own orgasm. Malik watched her, entranced by her response. The intimacy between them was almost overwhelming, a tangible connection that went beyond mere physical pleasure.
Malik's body shuddered as he continued to release, each drop adding to the sticky mixture on Tayuya's face. She opened her eyes again, her gaze never leaving his.
Malik's release intensified, each spurt painting Tayuya's face with a mixture of warmth and stickiness. Her eyes remained locked on his, her expression one of raw, unfiltered pleasure. She licked her lips, tasting the salty tang of his seed, her tongue flicking out to capture every last drop.
Malik's breaths came in ragged gasps as he finished, his body spent from the intense encounter. He gently pushed Tayuya back onto the bed, her legs still slightly spread, glistening with their shared passion. He knelt over her, his hands resting on either side of her head, still captivated by the sight of her, adorned in his release.
Tayuya's chest heaved with every breath, her body still shuddering from the aftershocks of her own orgasm.
Malik's cock, still hard and glistening with the remnants of their shared pleasure, pulsed in the air between them. He felt an overwhelming desire to continue this intimate connection with Tayuya. Slowly, he shifted his position, moving between her legs, her gaze never leaving his.
"Feel free to touch me," Malik whispered, his voice husky with arousal.
Tayuya, still breathless from her recent orgasm, slowly extended her legs, her toes curling in anticipation. Her feet found his cock, her touch gentle yet firm. She began to explore the length of him with her toes, her soft skin a stark contrast to his hardened member. Malik closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of her touch, her feet massaging him with just the right amount of pressure.
The heat from Tayuya's feet was intoxicating as they moved over Malik's sensitive skin. He could feel her affectionate intentions and allowed himself to relax into her touch, the contact sending shivers down his spine. Tayuya's toes danced around his shaft, their delicate tips teasing the sensitive head of his cock with each movement.
As her feet continued to explore, Tayuya's grip tightened slightly, her legs bent at the knees, her heels pressed together, creating a tunnel-like effect around his member. The sensation was exquisite, every nerve in his body responding to her manipulation. Malik moaned softly, the sound vibrating through the room, mingling with the steady rhythm of Tayuya's movements.
Her toes skillfully shifted, creating a sliding sensation that was both soothing and arousing.
As Tayuya's feet moved with practiced ease, she leaned back, her legs splayed wide open. Her fingers found their way to her small breasts, teasing the already hardened nipples between her fingers. Her other hand delved lower, her fingers tracing a path through the hair of her pussy. She moaned softly as she touched herself, her eyes locked onto Malik's, filled with a mixture of lust and affection.
Malik watched, entranced by the sight before him. Tayuya's fingers danced over her own body, her moans and gasps adding to the already sensual atmosphere. Her toes continued their rhythmic motions on his cock, her touch both gentle and firm, eliciting a groan from deep within him.
Tayuya's voice was low and sultry as she spoke, her words intended to heighten the already intense experience for both of them.
"That's it, Malik," Tayuya purred, her voice dripping with desire. "Feel how good my feet can make you feel. Let go and enjoy every moment."
Her toes curled around the base of his cock, gripping him tightly as she began to jerk him off with more intensity. Her fingers continued their dance on her own body, her breath hitching with each touch. Malik's moans grew louder, his breaths coming in ragged gasps as he watched her.
"God, you're so beautiful, Tayuya," Malik murmured, his voice strained with pleasure. "I can't believe how lucky I am to be here with you."
Tayuya's lips curled into a seductive smile, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "You have no idea how Lucky you are Malik."
Her fingers continued to explore her own body, her small breasts and erect nipples receiving tender attention while her other hand delved deeper into her hairy pussy. Tayuya's moans grew louder as she touched herself, her pleasure intertwined with the sensations she was creating with her feet.
Malik watched in awe as Tayuya pleasured herself, her body moving in sync with her own rhythm. He could feel the tension building within him, a combination of her touch and her sultry words driving him closer to the edge.
"Tayuya," he gasped, struggling to maintain control. "You're incredible..."
Tayuya's fingers moved faster, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts. Her toes tightened around Malik's cock, moving in a steady, practiced motion.
Tayuya's grip on Malik's cock grew more intense, her toes curling around him like a vise, each movement pulling him deeper into pleasure. Her other hand, still busy with her own body, plunged deeper into her pussy, her fingers moving in a rhythm that matched the tempo of her feet.
Her moans became louder, more frenzied, and Malik could feel her excitement radiating through her touch. He couldn't help but match her pace, his hips bucking in response to her manipulations. The room was filled with the sound of their shared pleasure, a symphony of gasps, groans, and the wet, rhythmic slap of skin on skin.
Tayuya's free hand moved to her breasts, her fingers pinching and pulling at her nipples, enhancing the intense sensations coursing through her body.
Malik's breath hitched as he watched Tayuya's hand moving with practiced ease over her own body. Her nipples stood erect between her fingers, and the sight of her digging into her own skin sent a surge of desire through him. Her other foot, still wrapped around his cock, continued its teasing dance, the sensation mingling with the visual feast before him.
Tayuya's moans grew louder, more urgent, her body trembling with the effort to hold back her orgasm. Her fingers moved faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Come for me, Malik," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own pleasure. "I want to feel you come undone."
Malik couldn't resist any longer. The pressure building inside him was too intense, and with a final, powerful thrust, he let go.
Malik's release exploded from him, coating Tayuya's feet in a warm rush. She moaned in satisfaction, her own climax following close behind. Her body convulsed as waves of pleasure washed over her, her fingers still working feverishly at her sensitive folds.
Tayuya's back arched, her body shuddering as she rode out her own intense orgasm. Her legs tightened around Malik's hips, pulling him deeper into the experience. The room was filled with the sounds of their combined pleasure, a testament to the intense connection they shared.
As their climaxes subsided, Malik looked down at Tayuya, her face flushed with pleasure and satisfaction. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips parted in a contented smile. "Malik's climax continued in a torrent, each pulse of his release spilling onto Tayuya's feet and legs. The sticky warmth spread across her skin, mingling with the sweat from their shared exertion. Her grip on his cock did not falter, her toes working him with an intensity that milked every last drop from him."
Tayuya's moans melded with Malik's groans as the last of his release spilled out, filling her toes and toesucking her in a more profound way. She reveled in the sensation of his hot seed coating her skin, the smell of their shared pleasure filling the air. Her own climax still rippling through her, adding to the intense sensations coursing through her body.
Tayuya stretched languidly, her lithe body arching back as she savored the afterglow of their shared climax. The sticky remnants of Malik's release glistened on her skin, giving her a glossy, debauched look that he couldn't take his eyes off. Her small breasts, still flushed from their earlier exertions, were revealed as she raised her arms above her head, the nipples peaked and begging for more attention. Her hair cascaded down her back, a dark, wild mane that framed her face, now relaxed and serene.
Malik's gaze traveled lower, taking in the curve of her hips and the roundness of her ass. Her pussy, still glistening from the intimate encounter, was framed by a nest of dark, curly hair that made his mouth water.
Tayuya's eyes fluttered open, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she met Malik's gaze. "So," she began, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I suppose you love me now?"
Malik chuckled, the sound soft and deep. "More than you know," he replied sincerely, his voice filled with a tenderness that made her heart flutter despite her attempts to feign indifference.
Tayuya rolled her eyes but couldn't quite hide the blush that rose to her cheeks. She crawled over to him, her movements slow and deliberate, her body a vision of grace and power. Her eyes never left his as she straddled him, her thighs pressing into his sides and her pussy hovering just above his still semi-hard cock.
"Oh really?"
she purred, her voice dripping with both challenge and curiosity. Her fingers danced along his chest, before settling on the base of his neck, her nails lightly scraping against his skin. Her eyes bore into his, searching for any hint of deceit or insincerity.
Malik's heart raced under her intense gaze, but he held her stare, his expression unwavering. "More than you'll ever know," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.
Tayuya's lips curved into a knowing smile as she leaned in closer, her hair forming a curtain around their faces. Her breath was warm against his skin as she whispered, "Prove it."
Malik didn't hesitate. His hands found her hips, pulling her down onto him with a slow, deliberate motion.
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After their intense conversation, Malik and Tayuya found themselves in the warm, steamy embrace of the bath, the tension from earlier washing away with the heat of the water. The quiet moments between them felt like a necessary reprieve after all the anger and jealousy. Malik had learned long ago that Tayuya, with her fierce temper and fiery personality, could get jealous from time to time, but he never blamed her for it. It was just a part of who she was—a part that he loved, even if it made things difficult.
The water lapped gently against their skin as Tayuya clung to Malik's back, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her head resting just below his chin. The intimacy of the moment was soothing, a balm to the storm that had raged between them earlier. Malik could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, the warmth of her body pressed against him, and it grounded him in the present.
"I'll come visit you more often at Orochimaru's base," Malik promised softly, his voice echoing in the small bathroom. He ran his hand through her damp red hair, smoothing it back, letting the warmth of the bath relax them both.
Tayuya, however, shook her head against his back, the movement subtle but firm. Malik frowned, confused. "What's wrong?"
"Orochimaru gave us orders," Tayuya muttered against his skin, her voice muffled. "She told us to keep you away from the base until she says otherwise."
Malik raised an eyebrow, surprised by this revelation. "Keep me away? Why?" he asked, his tone filled with genuine confusion. Orochimaru and he had a... complicated relationship, but he didn't expect to be completely shut out.
"I don't know," Tayuya replied, her frustration evident even in her soft voice. "None of us know. But we have to follow orders."
Malik sighed, leaning back against her slightly. "That's annoying," he muttered, more to himself than to her.
Tayuya let out a small, dry laugh, her lips brushing his skin. "Tell me about it." She tightened her arms around his neck a little, pulling herself closer to him. "But don't worry about it. I'll come and find you instead. The others will probably do the same, but just remember, I'm the most important."
Malik couldn't help but smile at that, his heart warming at her possessiveness. "You're definitely the loudest," he teased lightly, earning a soft huff from her.
As the bathwater continued to swirl around them, Tayuya's fingers moved across Malik's back, tracing gentle lines. He could feel the tip of her finger forming the words I love you in slow, deliberate strokes, the warmth of the message sinking into his skin like a tattoo of affection.
He closed his eyes, savoring the moment. For all her harshness and brash exterior, Tayuya had a way of showing her love that was quiet, personal, and deeply intimate. It was these small, private moments that reminded Malik of just how much she cared, even if she rarely said it out loud.
"I love you too," he whispered, his voice soft but firm.
Tayuya didn't say anything, but Malik felt her lips press against his back in response, a silent affirmation of the bond they shared. They stayed like that for a long while, the world outside forgotten as they held each other in the warmth of the bath, their troubles momentarily washed away.
For now, in this quiet sanctuary, it was just them—no Orochimaru, no missions, no Sound Four, just Malik and Tayuya.