Chapter 129: Naruto the Movie: Ninja Clash in the Land of Snow - Part 5
Chapter 129: Naruto the Movie: Ninja Clash in the Land of Snow - Part 5
Malik's Room
Malik's room was a sanctuary of luxury and comfort, a stark contrast to the harsh, icy environment outside. The spacious room was centered around a large, plush bed draped in fine linens and surrounded by soft, warm lighting that bathed the room in a golden glow. The bed was adorned with a thick, cozy blanket and an array of plush pillows, inviting rest and relaxation.
A wooden desk stood by the expansive window, offering a panoramic view of the snowy landscape that stretched out as far as the eye could see. The desk was neatly arranged with various scrolls and texts, reflecting Malik's insatiable thirst for knowledge. A bookshelf nearby held even more books, ranging from ancient tomes to modern writings, all carefully selected to stimulate Malik's ever-curious mind.
The room also featured a private bathroom, but this was no ordinary bath. The bathroom was fitted with a large, hot spring-fed tub, the warm, mineral-rich water constantly flowing to ensure relaxation and rejuvenation. The air was thick with steam, and the scent of soothing herbs filled the space, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and peace.
"I need to start telling people, that I don't like to read that much," Malik says thinking about taking a bath.
Iūky stayed with Malik, she didn't see the point in getting her own room.
Pakura's Room
Pakura's room was a study in simplicity and practicality, mirroring her semi-no-nonsense personality. The room was furnished with only the essentials: a simple bed with a firm mattress, a sturdy wooden desk, and a closet for her sparse belongings. The walls were adorned with maps and strategic plans, a reflection of Pakura's role as a strategist and her constant planning for any scenario.
Despite its minimalist design, the room exuded a warmth that was comforting. The lighting was functional but warm, casting a soft glow that made the room feel cozy rather than bare. It was a space that allowed Pakura to rest and recharge while also providing a quiet environment for her to strategize and think.
Zabuza's Room
Zabuza's room was a reflection of her warrior spirit—simple, austere, and functional. The room was dominated by a large training area that took up most of the space, complete with various weapons and training equipment. A simple bed was pushed against one wall, more for necessity than comfort. The walls were bare, save for a display stand where her formidable sword, The 'Ketsueki Ken', rested with pride.
The room was not designed for relaxation but for honing one's skills. The atmosphere was one of focus and discipline, a space where Zabuza could train and prepare for the battles ahead. Despite the lack of comfort, the room was undeniably Zabuza's domain, a place where she could be at her most formidable.
Haku's Room
Haku's room was a peaceful oasis, a serene escape from the chaos of the world. The room was furnished with a comfortable bed, a small wooden desk, and a closet for his modest belongings. A small indoor garden by the window was the room's most striking feature, filled with various medicinal herbs that Haku used for his healing ninjutsu.
The room was lit by soft, natural light that streamed in through the window, casting a gentle glow over everything. The air was filled with the subtle fragrance of the herbs, creating a calming atmosphere perfect for meditation and rest. It was a space that reflected Haku's gentle nature, providing a quiet place for reflection and rejuvenation.
Mitsukihime's Room
Mitsukihime's room was a picture of elegance and refinement, much like the woman herself. The room was furnished with a luxurious bed draped in fine silks, a vanity table with a large mirror, and a spacious wardrobe filled with an array of beautiful kimonos. The walls were adorned with tasteful art, each piece carefully chosen to complement the room's decor.
A small tea set was arranged on a low table, perfect for entertaining guests or enjoying a quiet moment alone. The room exuded a sense of timeless elegance, a reflection of Mitsukihime's sophisticated tastes and her noble status. It was a space where one could retreat from the world and indulge in quiet luxury.
Rika's Room
Rika's room was compact and efficient, a reflection of her practical and focused nature. The room featured a comfortable bed, a small desk where she could plan and strategize, and a closet neatly organized with her gear and weapons. The walls were adorned with various tools and weapons, each meticulously arranged and ready for use.
Despite its compact size, the room was well-organized and functional, much like Rika herself. It was a space where everything had its place, allowing her to quickly and efficiently prepare for whatever task lay ahead. The room was a testament to Rika's disciplined approach to her role as a bodyguard and warrior.
Kaede's Room
Kaede's room was a blend of practicality and warmth, much like the woman herself. The room was furnished with a comfortable bed, a desk where she could manage her various tasks, and a wardrobe filled with practical clothing suitable for both office work and field operations. The room was well-organized, with everything in its place, reflecting Kaede's meticulous nature.
The walls were adorned with a few personal touches, such as a small painting and a vase of fresh flowers, adding a touch of warmth to the space. The room was lit by soft, ambient lighting, creating a cozy atmosphere that was both welcoming and functional. It was a space where Kaede could relax and unwind, but also efficiently manage her responsibilities.
The Encounter (wink, wink)
Malik had just settled into the warm, steamy water of his private bath, letting the soothing heat relax his muscles and clear his mind. The room was filled with the gentle sound of flowing water and the soft glow of candlelight, creating a tranquil atmosphere that was a stark contrast to the cold, harsh world outside.
"Its Nice being "alone", sometimes." He closed his eyes, allowing himself a rare moment of peace. But that peace was soon interrupted by the subtle sound of a door sliding open, followed by the quiet padding of footsteps. Malik opened his eyes, immediately alert, though he remained calm.
Standing before him was Fubuki Kakuyoku, her presence almost as soft as the snow outside. She had slipped into his room unnoticed, her movements as silent as a shadow. Her pink hair framed her face, and her green eyes sparkled with mischief and something more.
She approached the bath slowly, her gaze locked on Malik. "I hope I'm not interrupting," she said, her voice smooth and inviting.
Malik smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Not at all," he replied, his tone casual. "I was just enjoying the peace and quiet."
Fubuki tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a playful smile. "Peace and quiet can be overrated," she murmured as she began to unfasten her outer garments.
Malik raised an eyebrow, watching her with interest. "And what do you suggest instead?"
Fubuki slipped closer to Malik revealing more of her slender, well-toned body, the water rippling around her as she moved closer to Malik. "Perhaps a little company would be more enjoyable," she suggested, her voice low and sultry.
Malik's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with intrigue. "Company is always welcome," he replied, his tone matching hers.
As Fubuki settled into the bath beside him, Malik couldn't help but appreciate the sudden twist of events. It seemed that his stay in the Land of Snow was about to become even more interesting.
Fubuki's body creates ripples in the water as she settles in next to Malik, her hairy mound now just inches away from him. The scent of her body wash, a mix of lavender and jasmine, fills the air, further enticing Malik.
She reaches for a washcloth and begins to lather it with soap. Her movements are deliberate, her gaze never leaving Malik's face. She runs the cloth over her arms and shoulders, her hands gliding smoothly over her wet skin.
Malik watches her, his eyes taking in every movement she makes. He feels a stirring in his loins as he takes in the sight of Fubuki's hairy mound, the hair glistening in the bath water.
Fubuki notices his gaze and smirks, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Enjoying the view?" "Yes, yes I am, I just hope you aren't here because some one ordered you do be." Malik says, pushing down his lust with pure will. Fubuki chuckles softly, her eyes still sparkling with mischief. "No one ordered me to be here, Malik. I'm here because I want to be."
She continues to wash herself, her hands moving down to her stomach and then lower, to the apex of her thighs. She spreads her legs slightly, giving Malik a better view of her hairy mound.
"Do you like what you see?" she asks him again, her voice low and sultry.
Malik swallows hard, trying to maintain his composure. "Yes, I do," he admits, his voice husky with desire.
Fubuki smiles, her eyes darkening with lust. She moves closer to Malik, their bodies almost touching. "Good," she murmurs, her breath hot against his ear.
She takes his hand and places it on her hip, encouraging him to touch her. Malik takes his hand back, doing his best not to fall for her trap, "I won't lie I love a good hairy pussy, but how do I know your telling the truth about being here by your own choice?" Fubuki's smile falters for a moment, but then she regains her composure. "I understand your hesitation, Malik, but I assure you, I am here of my own free will. I want this." She takes his hand again and places it on her hip, letting him feel her warmth and the softness of her skin.
Malik's resolve weakens as he feels the heat radiating from her body. He can't deny the attraction he feels towards her, especially with her hairy mound on full display. He looks into her eyes, searching for any hint of insincerity, but all he sees is desire and longing.
He takes a deep breath and slowly moves his hand from her hip to her thigh, gently caressing her soft skin. Fubuki closes her eyes, a soft moan escaping her lips as she enjoys his touch.
Malik's hand explores Fubuki's thigh, feeling the softness of her skin and the thickness of her dark pink pubic hair. The sensation is a thick bush will always turn him on, igniting a fire within him. He stands up, and Fubuki's gaze follows him, taking in the sight of his smooth, glowing dark skin and chubby body. But it's his large black cock that truly captures her attention, eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.
Malik, now standing, begins to touch himself, rubbing his hard length. Fubuki watches, mesmerized, as he begins to pleasure himself. Her eyes are glued to his movements, and her own body responds, tingling with a desire that's building inside her.
Malik, noticing her gaze, reaches out to Fubuki, inviting her to touch him. Fubuki doesn't hesitate, taking his invitation as an opportunity to explore his body. She wraps her hand around his thick shaft, marveling at the feel of it in her hand. Malik lets out a low groan, his pleasure intensifying as she starts to stroke him up and down.
Her other hand reaches for her large breasts, cupping and kneading them. She pinches her inverted nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure down to her hairy mound. Malik watches with rapt attention, captivated by her movements and the way her body responds to her touch.
He can't resist the urge any longer, leaning down to take one of her erect nipples into his mouth. He teases it with his tongue, causing Fubuki to arch her back and moan softly. Her hand on his cock quickens its pace, and Malik responds by sucking harder. Fubuki's moans grow louder as Malik continues to lavish attention on her breasts. The sensation of his warm mouth and skilled tongue sends waves of pleasure through her body. She tightens her grip around his cock, matching his pace as they both reach for their peak.
Malik's hips buck as he feels himself nearing the edge. Fubuki notices, and she increases her pace, expertly bringing him closer to climax. Malik releases, his warm seed spilling onto Fubuki's hand. She continues to stroke him gently, savoring the feeling of his softening cock in her hand.
Panting heavily, Malik straightens up and looks at Fubuki with a satisfied grin. Fubuki returns his gaze, her hand still resting on his cock. "Your fun to play with, Malik," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire.
Malik's body begins to change, his muscles growing more defined, and his skin taking on a golden glow. His wings sprout from his back, flames dancing along the edges, and he transforms into his Flamingold Incubus form. Fubuki's eyes widen in awe as she takes in the sight of him.
Malik wraps his wings around them, creating a warm and intimate space. He looks deep into Fubuki's eyes, his own full of desire and a hint of suspicion. "I will ask you again, Fubuki," he says, his voice low and commanding. "Are you here of your own free will, or are you here because Dotō sent you?"
Fubuki's gaze doesn't waver as she responds. "I am here because I want to be, Malik." Fubuki's hands are still on Malik's body, one on his hard cock and the other gently caressing his soft thigh. She maintains eye contact, her own gaze steady and sincere. "I swear to you, I am here because I want to be with you," she says, her voice filled with conviction.
The warmth of the bath and the intimacy of the moment wrap around them like a cocoon, shielding them from the rest of the world. Malik studies her face, searching for any sign of deception, but all he sees is honesty and desire. He can feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin, and the warmth of her breath against his own.
Finally, he nods, satisfied with her response. "I believe you, Fubuki," he says, his voice filled with relief. "I want to trust you, and I think I can."
Malik, still in his Flamingold Incubus form, moves his hands down Fubuki's body, tracing the curves of her hips and the softness of her thighs. He reaches her hairy mound, and Fubuki opens her legs wider, inviting him to explore further.
Malik's fingers gently part her folds, revealing the pinkness of her inner lips. He leans in, his tongue darting out to taste her. Fubuki's back arches, a soft moan escaping her lips as she feels Malik's tongue on her.
He explores every inch of her, teasing her clit and plunging his tongue deep inside her. Fubuki's moans grow louder, her hips bucking as she nears her peak. Malik's fingers join in, stroking her G-spot while he continues to pleasure her with his tongue. Fubuki's hands grip the edges of the bath as she surrenders to the pleasure building inside her. She can feel Malik's tongue and fingers working in harmony, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her moans echo in the room, mingling with the sound of water sloshing around them.
As she reaches her climax, Fubuki cries out, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. Malik doesn't stop, continuing to pleasure her as she comes down from her high. When he finally pulls away, Fubuki collapses back against the bath, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
Malik pulls back, admiring the sight of Fubuki's satisfied expression. Her hair is sticking to her face, and her cheeks are flushed with pleasure. He smiles, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction at having pleased her. "Return to your room Fubuki, make sure your schedule is free for the next few days, I plan on spending a lot more time with you," Malik says giving her pussy one last lick. Fubuki nods, a satisfied smile on her face. She stands up, the water cascading down her body, highlighting every curve and contour. She steps out of the bath, grabbing a towel to dry herself off.
As she turns to leave, she looks back at Malik, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. "I will be ready, Malik," she says, her voice filled with promise.
Malik watches as she leaves, his mind filled with the memories of their intimate encounter. He can still taste her on his lips, and he can feel the warmth of her body against his own. He smiles, feeling content and satisfied.
As the door closes behind Fubuki, Malik sinks back into the bath, letting the warm water soothe his body. He closes his eyes, his mind still racing with thoughts of Fubuki. "Haku, what do you think about Fubuki," Malik says to the empty air. Haku's voice echoes softly in the room, "I think Fubuki is a strong and confident woman. She has a magnetic personality that draws people to her. However, I also sense a hint of manipulation in her actions. Be cautious, Malik, and trust your instincts."
Malik nods, taking Haku's words into consideration. He lies back in the bath, his mind still whirling with thoughts. The warm water soothes his body, and he feels a sense of calm wash over him. He closes his eyes, letting his mind drift into a peaceful slumber, knowing that he has a lot to think about and plan for the days ahead.
As Malik closes his eyes, lost in thought, he feels a presence entering the bath. He opens his eyes to see Haku stepping into the water, his body gliding smoothly as he approaches him. he presses himself against him, his soft curves molding to his fat and soft frame.
Malik's hands instinctively move to Haku's hips, pulling him closer. His warmth radiates through the water, and his familiar scent envelops him, calming his mind.
Haku's lips find Malik's, and they share a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues dance together, and Malik can feel the love and longing between them.
As they break apart, Haku looks into Malik's eyes, his gaze full of devotion. "I trust your instincts, Malik," he says, his voice soft and soothing.
Malik feels Haku's hard cock press up against his own, the sensation a reminder of their shared intimacy. Haku's gaze lingers on Malik's lips, and Malik can sense his desire.
However, Haku's expression suddenly shifts, and he pulls back slightly. "I must admit, I'm not fond of the taste of another woman on your lips," he says, a hint of jealousy in his voice.
Malik, feeling a pang of guilt, reaches up to cup Haku's cheek. "I'm sorry, Haku," he says, his voice sincere. "I didn't mean to hurt you. You know that I love you."
Haku nods, his expression softening. "I know, Malik. I trust you, and I know that you would never do anything to intentionally hurt me." Haku's hand moves down to Malik's, intertwining their fingers. "I just need a moment to remind myself of that," he says, a small smile playing on his lips.
Malik nods, understanding Haku's feelings. He leans in to kiss Haku again, his lips soft and gentle against Haku's. They continue to explore each other's bodies, their hands moving over slick skin, their breaths mingling in the warm bath water.
As they lose themselves in each other, Malik's mind is filled with a deep sense of love and contentment.
Haku's body glides effortlessly in the water as he moves to straddle Malik's lap. His gaze is filled with desire as he looks into Malik's eyes. With a soft sigh, Haku lowers himself onto Malik's large black cock, taking it all in.
Malik's breath hitches as he feels Haku's warmth surrounding him. Haku's body moves slowly, adjusting to the size of Malik's cock, and Malik can feel every inch of Haku's tightness.
Haku's hips begin to move, slowly at first, as he starts to ride Malik. Malik's hands move to Haku's hips, helping to guide his movements as they build a rhythm together.
The water sloshes around them, adding to the intimacy of the moment. Haku's moans fill the air, mingling with the sound of the water. His body sways as he rides Malik, his muscles tensing and releasing with each thrust. Malik can feel Haku's inner walls tightening around him, sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Malik's hands move up to Haku's chest, teasing his nipples. Haku responds with a soft gasp, his hips bucking faster as Malik's fingers explore his body.
Their lips meet again in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing together as they move in perfect harmony. Malik can feel the heat building inside him, and he knows he's close to climaxing.
Haku's moans grow louder, and Malik can tell he's close too.
With a final thrust, Malik reaches his peak, his warm seed spilling deep inside Haku. At the same time, Haku tightens around him, crying out as he reaches his own climax. Hot ropes of cum shoot from Haku's cock, mingling with the bathwater and splattering against Malik's chest.
Their orgasms intensify the intimacy of the moment, their bodies shuddering together in bliss. Haku collapses against Malik, his head resting on his shoulder, as they catch their breath.
Malik wraps his arms around Haku, holding him close, their hearts beating in sync. The warm water soothes their bodies, and the scent of their lovemaking fills the air.
"I love you, Haku," Malik whispers, his voice filled with emotion.
"I love you too, Malik." "But I'm not done with you yet!" Malik says as he flips Haku around and starts to fuck him doggy style! Malik's hands grip Haku's hips as he begins to thrust into him from behind. The water in the bath sloshes around them, adding to the intensity of the moment. Haku's moans fill the air as Malik's cock hits all the right spots. Malik's hips piston back and forth, his thighs slapping against Haku's.
Malik slaps Haku's fat ass, leaving a red handprint on his cheek. Haku cries out, his body trembling with pleasure. Malik can feel his own climax building again, his balls tightening with each thrust. Malik reaches his peak, his warm seed spilling deep inside Haku.
Haku collapses against the edge of the bath, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Malik pulls out of him, his softening cock leaving a trail of cum behind. They lay there, spent and satisfied, the warm water soothing their bodies.
As they catch their breath, Haku turns to look at Malik, his eyes filled with love. "I love you, Malik," he says, his voice soft and sincere.
Malik smiles, feeling content and happy but rolls his eyes. "I know Haku," he says, pulling him close for a tender kiss. As they kiss Haku grabs on to Malik shoulder and with amazing core strength his lefts himself up and wraps his legs around Malik. Malik takes the hint and slides his fat cock back inside him. Haku's legs wrap tightly around Malik's waist, pulling him deeper inside. Malik's hands grip Haku's thighs, holding him in place as he starts to thrust again. The water in the bath sloshes around them, the sound mixing with their moans of pleasure.
Haku's head falls back, his eyes closed in ecstasy as Malik hits that sweet spot inside him. Malik's pace quickens, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he takes Haku. Haku's breath hitches as he feels himself nearing another climax.
Malik can feel it too, the familiar tension building in his lower belly. He groans, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he chases his release. Haku's body tenses, his muscles clenching around Malik's cock as he reaches his peak.
With a final thrust, Malik reaches his peak, his warm seed spilling deep inside Haku once again. Haku cries out, his body shuddering with pleasure as he reaches his own climax, his cock pulsing with each burst of cum that shoots from it, landing on Malik's belly in a hot, sticky mess.
Their moans fill the air, echoing in the room as they come down from their high. The warm water of the bath soothes their bodies, a comforting contrast to the heat of their passion. Haku collapses against Malik, his breath hot against Malik's neck.
Malik's arms wrap around Haku, holding him close as they catch their breath. Their hearts beat in sync, a testament to the deep connection they share. The scent of their lovemaking mingles with the steam rising from the bath, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.
Haku pulls away from Malik, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He stands up, turning around putting his ass in Malik's face, his ass cheeks spread open. The sight of Malik's cum seeping out of Haku's ass is a beautiful and intimate reminder of their shared passion.
Malik watches, mesmerized by the sight. He can feel a sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that he was the one to fill Haku with his seed. The intimacy of the moment is heightened by the warm water of the bath, which adds a soft, soothing sensation to their post-coital bliss.
Haku's cheeks flush with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment as he continues to showcase the evidence of their lovemaking. Malik can't help but reach out, tracing his fingers along Haku's crack, feeling the warmth and softness of his skin.
"If you keep doing things like that, I'm going to take you again!" Malik says as his cock starts to grow hard again. Haku grins, his eyes sparkling with desire. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Malik." He turns around, facing Malik, and straddles him once more. Malik's hands move to Haku's hips, pulling him closer. Their lips meet in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they lose themselves in each other.
Haku's body gliding effortlessly on top of Malik's. Malik can feel Haku's warmth surrounding him, and he can sense the love and trust between them.
Haku's hips begin to move, slowly at first, as he starts to ride Malik once again. Their movements become more urgent as they chase their pleasure, their moans filling the air. Malik picks Haku up out of the water, holding him in his arms as he stands up. He steps out of the bath, water dripping from their bodies as he carries Haku to the nearby towel-bed.
He lays Haku down gently, his body splayed out on the soft towel sheets. Malik's gaze lingers on Haku's body, taking in the curves and lines of his form.
Malik joins Haku on the bed, their bodies pressing together as they continue to explore each other's bodies. Their limbs intertwine, hands moving over slick skin as they express their love through touch.
Despite their recent exertions, they find themselves building to another climax, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. They cry out in pleasure as they reach their peak, Haku traces his fingers over Malik's chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. "I'm glad we have each other, Malik," he says, his voice soft and sincere.
Malik smiles, Haku's fingers continue to explore Malik's body, tracing the lines of his curves of his chest. Malik can feel a renewed sense of arousal building within him, a testament to the deep connection they share.
Haku notices, and his smile widens. "Again already?" he teases, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes!" Malik says, unable to contain his enthusiasm. He rolls on top of Haku, his body covering him completely. Haku's legs wrap around Malik's waist, pulling him closer. Malik's hips begin to move, slowly at first, as he sinks himself into Haku's warm embrace. Their bodies move together in a familiar rhythm, their breaths mingling in the cool air.
Malik's hands explore Haku's body, tracing the lines of his chest and the curves of his hips. Haku responds with moans of pleasure, his body moving in time with Malik's. Their lovemaking becomes more urgent, their bodies slapping together as they chase their release.
The bed creaks beneath them, a testament to the passion that they share. Haku's nails dig into Malik's back, leaving marks that will linger as a reminder of their love.
Haku's body tenses as he reaches his peak, his cock pulsing with each burst of cum that shoots from it, landing on his own chest in a hot, sticky mess. Malik, feeling the familiar sensation of his own release building, pulls his cock out of Haku's ass just in time to cum, shooting ropes of hot cum all over Haku's chest, mixing with his own.
Their moans fill the air, echoing in the room as they come down from their high. The cool air of the room contrasts with the warmth of their lovemaking, adding to the sensuality of the moment. Haku's chest glistens with their combined release, a beautiful and intimate reminder of their shared passion.
Malik collapses next to Haku, both of them spent and satisfied. Their bodies are slick with sweat, and their breaths come in ragged gasps.
Malik rolls off of Haku, his cock still hard and throbbing. Haku, still laying on the bed, looks over at Malik and sees the desire in his eyes. Without a word, Haku gets up and moves between Malik's legs. He looks up at Malik with a mischievous grin before taking the entire length of Malik's cock into his mouth.
Malik moans as Haku starts to suck him off, his warm mouth enveloping him completely. Haku's tongue swirls around Malik's shaft, teasing him with every movement. Malik's hands move to Haku's head, guiding his movements as he feels himself nearing another climax.
The room is filled with the sound of Haku's wet mouth and Malik's moans. Haku's lips move up and down Malik's shaft, his tongue teasing the sensitive tip with every movement. Malik can feel himself getting closer to climaxing, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Haku's hands grip Malik's thighs, pulling him deeper into his mouth as he takes him to the edge, his warm seed spilling down Haku's throat. Haku swallows every drop, his lips still wrapped around Malik's cock as he milks him dry. Malik collapses back onto the bed, spent and satisfied, as Haku climbs back up next to him.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they catch their breath. The scent of their lovemaking fills the air, a testament to the deep connection they share. Malik's cock is still hard,
a testament to his unwavering desire for Haku. Haku, sensing this, wraps his arms around Malik, pulling him closer. "I love you, Malik," Haku whispers, his breath hot against Malik's neck.
He kisses Malik deeply, expressing his love through physical touch.
As they lay there, wrapped up in each other's arms, The night is still young, and they have many more hours to explore each other's bodies and deepen their connection.
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