Warning: NSFW content

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     As the game drew to an end and it grew late in the night, everyone began to rub their eyes and shuffle sleepily out of the room, seemingly coming to the unanimous decision that seven minutes in heaven should not be played again.

     Deidara stood, and so did you. You let him lead you through the halls, towards the sleeping quarters, your hands still laced together. You admit, the mouths on his hands felt strange against your palm, but they had mercifully decided to stay closed, and not drool all over you.

      You reached the door to your room, with your name carved into the little silver plaque, and your hand fell on the handle as you let the other go limp in Deidara's grip.

    "Huh? Where are you going, hm?" He asked and tilted his head, his hand still trying to tightly grip yours. You glanced back over his shoulder at the sweet, innocent look of disappointment at you trying to free yourself from him.

    "To sleep...?" You mumbled, though it came out as more of a question and you watched as his mind seemingly ticked over.

    "Why not sleep with me, hm?" He said after a moment of consideration, his face falling into a dirty grin. You wondered in which way he meant that, as your face flushed, but you agreed anyway and allowed him to drag you towards his room. He stopped just outside his door and stooped to kiss you sweetly, before opening the door, pulling you inside and closing the door behind himself.

     You offered him a small smile through the dimly lit room, only a small lamp next to the bed casting a warm orange light across the room, and his face fell into a devious grin as he regarded you in the low light.

     He walked over to you, his hands resting on your cheeks, before he leaned in, pressing a long kiss to your lips. You could feel you were both smiling against each others lips, and your hands gently rested upon his. After a moment of silent, still connection, his lips moved against yours and you responded.

    Slowly, tentatively, he began to deepen the kiss, and you allowed him the access he desired, parting your lips just enough for his tongue to meet with yours, twisting and rubbing in a passionate dance of sorts.

    You began to feel yourself heat up as Deidara's hands slid down to grasp your hips, and with a sudden rough jerk, he pulled them against him. The sudden friction as his hips ground against yours and roughness caused you to part from his lips for only an instant to release a shaky moan.

    His lips pressed once more against yours sweetly, before he moved back to sit on the edge of his bed, and pulled you to straddle his lap. Butterfly kisses ghosted down your neck and your breathing became shaky and uneven, feeling his hands slowly sliding across any skin he could find, caressing you wherever he could reach.

      Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly and your arched your back into him, small whimpers escaping you when his lips began to become more rough, and purple splotches began to decorate your neck. He looked up into your eyes, only to see them clouded with lust and imploring him to give you more.

     A smirk graced his features and the pulled your cloak from you, quickly sliding his hands up your sides, rucking up your shirt as he went, before lifting it over your head, throwing it to the floor. His hands fumbled with the clasp of your bra before it came undone and that too was dropped to the floor.

     His lips began to smother the skin he had just exposed, peppering you with loving kisses, tracing your curves with his lips, feeling the contours of your soft skin against his lips and fingertips. You slowly pushed his cloak down his shoulders and he quickly shrugged it the rest of the way off, quickly lifting his own shirt over his head, dropping it somewhere on the floor.

     Your fingers skimmed over the warm skin exposed, brushing over the ripples of muscles, bottom lip caught between your teeth, and Deidara shivered and let out a low, shaky sigh.

     You felt your exposed back hit the cool cotton sheets, and Deidara loomed above you, his fingers slowly pulling down your pyjama bottoms, leaving you in only your lacy F/C panties. His face was red, but he still held a confident smirk as he pulled back just enough to drop his own pants, and boxers, exposing himself to you completely. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against your lips, and you flushed, wondering how he could always be such a sweetheart.

     "Is this what you want, Y/N?" He asked, pulling back to look down at you. He noted everything that he thought was beautiful about you, and nearly missed your next words, too engrossed in admiring you.

    "Yes," You breathed, your face a bright pink with your blush. "I want you, Deidara,"

    "Good," He murmured, his face pulling into a smile, before he pressed his lips back against yours, slowly pulling your panties down, exposing how wet you had become. "I love you, Y/N,"

    "I love you too- A-Ahhh!~" You cried out suddenly, feeling hot pleasure wash through you, and a burning stretch down bellow.  You glanced down only to see Deidara had sheathed himself inside of you, with a grunt. He drew out and drove back in, and you cried out again, your whole body beginning to heat through with the pleasure.

    Deidara grunted out continuously, an occasional moan spilling from him as he drove into your heat, and the lewd sounds made you feel tingly as you gripped on to him tightly, his own hands holding you close while his hips slammed himself inside you.

     Pressure built up in your abdomen quicker than you thought it would, and your eyes went wide, mouth hanging open.

   "D-Deidara I-" You tried to stammer out in a panic but a pleasure cry, verging on a scream, tore from your throat as Deidara's tip drove into the bundle of nerves deep inside you.

    "I know," He grunted in your ear and another shot of pleasure whooshed through you.

    "F-Fuck!~" You cried out, one hand wound deep into his hair, the other clinging to his shoulder, as your back arched off the bed and you felt as if you were drowning in the pleasure as you feel head first into your orgasm.

    Deidara quickly pulled out and stared at you for a moment as you writhed in pleasure, before slamming his lips against you and he released himself onto the sheet between your thighs, and when he pulled back, you were both gasping, chests heaving.

      As you were coming down from your high and he was beginning to catch his breath, he kicked the cum-stained blanket off the bed before reaching for another one under the bed. He quickly snuggled against your side and threw the blanket over the two of you. His head rested on top of your and his hands held you close, feeling the warmth of each others bare body.

     "I love you, Dei," You breathed out at last, your eyes closing comfortably, and he stroked his fingers through your sex-hair, smiling fondly as you began to fall into a light slumber.

     "I love you too, Y/N."