Tenten closed her eyes and softly laughed, then shook her head.<br/><br/>"My, you're so romantic." She looked at him with her eyes half closed, "Very well." The Jounin removed her fingers from her sex and moved her hand over to his waist, pulling him up and urging him to kneel over her. She reached down past his stomach and grabbed his cock, wet with her spittle and a bit of his own cum. "Now, we take this..." She spread her legs beneath his, rubbing the outside of her thighs against the inside of his own. With her fingers around his sensitive head, she angled his tip against her pussy and rubbed it over her womanly folds, "...You know what to do, hm?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Makoto wriggled in her restraints, "Wuh-what are you doing?" She asked when he spread her legs and put his head between her legs. "Nn- is that your-"<br/><br/>Then he made contact, his fingers and tongue upon her (very pronounced) sex as it strained against the thin fabric of her spandex suit. He could feel its warmth and moistness. "Aah. W-what's going on down there? You don't have to-"<br/><br/>She curled her toes in her sandals, "That kinda tickles, Yuki-kun. Oh, I can't see anything..." The genin arched her back, showing off her lithe body right in front of him, "Oh! That feels good."<br/><br/>With her moving around so much, it was getting difficult for him to keep on target, so to speak. They were so close, yet still so far. Only a few microns separated her sex from his lips and fingers. By now, her suit was glossy and wet around the groin....