Kiba kissed you one last time on the lips before positioning himself behind you. His hands grabbed your hips and he pulled you back a little, drawing your knees to the edge of the bed. An expectant - almost goofy - smile took over his features. This was going to be the first time he was going to see you in that position and he couldn't be anything but pleased.

After all, he had insisted on you so many times that it had finally paid off: you were finally offering yourself to him in this way. “Lift your ass up a little and lay your chest down.” He advised you, looking from side to side to appreciate the panoramic view he was getting of you as he stood behind you. “That's it.”

When he saw that you had finally struck the perfect pose and your back was arching at the desired angle, he brought two of his fingers to his mouth and moistened them with saliva. He quickly ran them over your entrance and gripped you tightly by the hips with one of his hands to make sure you stayed in place.

“If you knew how good you looked like this this would be your favorite position too.” He couldn't help but blurt out a compliment about your appearance. After all, everything about you drove him crazy - there was no aspect of your person that didn't make him want you or want to protect you.

In his mind he could perfectly portray what was to come and couldn't feel more grateful to his volatile imagination for putting you in all sorts of scenarios - even the ones that looked the most impossible and crazy.