Breakfast at Tiffany's [Open Rp]

[chinasorrows]

((OOC: NSFW - China's mun puts forward a warning: There will be Smut! Crowd roars. I, personally, didn't see that coming. But come on, Kuronue is in it. Speaks for itself.))

It was eight in the morning and the air was crisp and cool. China was sitting at one of the room-length tables reading the Daily Prophet. Beside her was a plate with three

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[prettypendulum]

He leant back a little.

Ah. She was one of those. Like Kayo, he thought. He got the vibe that she wanted a relationship which he did not. Even if he had, Yukimura probably would have disliked the thought. He did, after all, slightly dislike the idea of Sasuke and Yukimura getting together in a more serious kind of way

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[chinasorrows]

China smirked, looking over Kuronue's head. She dipped down and grazed her lips to his for a brief second, then moved back, teasing. "Hn, I've always liked a man with manners," she cooed, then dipped back down and answered Kurone's plea for a kiss: she started off softly, caressing his lips with hers as if she using her fingers. Then she pressed hard against his lips, and slowly parted them with her warm tongue. She was inside him, lashing out with her tongue as if it were her sword against a serpentine beast.

She moaned into him, dragging the sex out a little longer before he'd allow him in her.