Limo escape [for Sonya]

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Hanzo had prided himself on humanizing himself from the undead specter he once was, but he had never been fond of crowds. Maybe this had been the same for him when he was alive. A spontaneous escape from the throng of mostly teens are twenty-somethings seemed to be a really great idea. Hanzo took a beer for the road as he and Sonya exited the festivities and boarded a private limousine.

The limo was excellent. It was quiet and isolated from the bustle of the large city around them. Times Square and the packed throng of people started falling into the distance. The interior was comfortable and well appointed. He stretched out his arm across the back of the seat, and behind his wife.

"Now this is a nice change of scenery from living in a hut with small children."

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She could just feel herself relax under his touch, the feel of his body against hers almost a sort of balm.

A part of her hated this, hated that there could be one man that could just calm her down like this.

she shrugged the feeling off.

"I enjoy it too..always enjoyed exploring. More so with someone I love and care about."

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Hanzo spent some time wordlessly massaging Sonya's back as they went along in the Manhattan traffic, occasionally taking breaks to sip his champagne. He finished the massage and sat back and stretched out in his seat.

"I think normally I would hate this traffic, but in here it doesn't seem to matter. You're here, and there's nowhere we need to be."

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Sonya wasn't one to cuddle, but the space between his arm and torso felt nice enough that she couldn't be bothered to move.

An idea hit her and she bent over to remove the combat boots. She'd never gone barefoot anywhere outside (or in a car) if she didn't have to, but he was right-they didn't have any place to go if they didn't have to.

She looked up at the clock on the front side and smiled.

"Not to mention, we've only a minute till midnight."

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"Oh," Hanzo replied, cocking his head slightly, "I might've missed it if you weren't watching. Must have gotten too comfortable."

In fact, he was glad Sonya had reminded him. He looked down to what she was doing with her boots and figured she was going to get more relaxed.

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Now barefoot, she turned around and leaned against his side, a slight smirk on her face.

"Distracted were you?" She hoped she took that the right way. "You are very comfortable."

She was certain he didn't mean it that way, but that's what she was taking it for.

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"If I was, it's all your fault then," he said with a light curl of his lip. There was a hint of playfulness in Sonya's tone that he liked very much.

"So, I think the tradition is to kiss at midnight, right?"

Hanzo suspected they would have a very good, involved kiss, alone together in this limo.

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She grinned back. She hadn't felt this playful in so long-it felt almost like a guilty pleasure.

"I should feel bad, but I don't. Nor do I feel bad about this."

She straddled him, her dress riding up over her legs.

"Two years on the island-damn right it's a tradition."

The kiss she gave him was a hungry one, spurned on by just that fact that she WANTED to want this.

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Hanzo was, by now, very certain that his previous wife had been quieter and not as bold as Sonya. Perhaps his living self wouldn't have thought he would appreciate a woman being as forward. But, he now knew that self would have been wrong. Hanzo's relationship with Sonya had started out as respect for a fellow warrior, but had built out quite far from there. He now had a romantic partner he considered an equal, and he enjoyed that.

He matched her passion and kissed her back. He thrust his hand around Sonya, into her hair, and moved with her. This kiss just may have been their most passionate one yet, leaving him breathless and full of lust.

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This wasn't the first time they've had sex after the children were born, but even after their wedding anniversary...Sonya couldn't recall the last time the air around them felt this heated.

Her arms slid around her shoulders as she deepened the kiss, her body pressing against his. She could nearly feel his heart beating against her.

When she pulled back, it was for lack of air, her blood suddenly hot and her legs around him were tense and gripping around him.

The smile she gave him seemed almost foreign-one she hadn't felt in such a long time.

"Happy New year, Hanzo."

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The moment felt so good and so right.

"Happy New Year Sonya," he replied with feeling as he looked up at her intently. Hanzo started having thoughts of what should happen next, and he slipped the tips of his fingers under the shoulder straps of his wife's gown. He knew she would be able to read the wordless question in his eyes.

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She did, and she had no problem encouraging him.

"And I was next going to ask if you wanted it here..or wait to the hotel?" Or both..it wasn't like they had to worry about paying for the limo.

The thought of doing something this kinky in a car made her feel young.

Sonya reached back, making like she was about to unzip the back of the dress. She was going to, but she thought she'd wait for Hanzo's answer.

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This was a moment to be seized. Doing what was 'more proper' could wait until they had the kids back.

"I can't say I've ever done it in a limo before. How about we fix that?"

Hanzo leaned back and started undoing his shirt as he cocked his head slightly to watch Sonya.

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"You won't hear me complaining." She said.

She unzipped the back of the dress, reaching down a little more to unhook her bra-this would be over doing it a little even for car sex, but,hell, why not go all the way.

Sonya took a deep breath after slipping to top part of her dress off.

Her mouth then returned to kiss Hanzo's neck, her hands moving to work at his pants.

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As Sonya slipped her top off, Hanzo grabbed her bra, pulled it off her, and tossed it to the side. He sat back and looked at Sonya's face while she undid his pants. Once loosened, he pushed them down as Sonya lifted up from his legs for a moment.

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She still had her underwear one. What they were about to do was strictly impulsive and not something she planned on.

Once he was freed, Sonya pulled his hands up her skirt, along her thighs up to her waist. The sensation he'd feel was that the stockings her wore only went up to her thighs-this may've been impulsive, but only to an extent.

"Suddenly I don't feel like getting up from you." She said, grinning.

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The smoothness of the stockings and Sonya's toned legs underneath were wonderful to feel. His hands desired more, and they kept roaming around her body, taking in every inch, and even starting to feel her up through her underwear.

"I like you right where you are."

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Sonya felt her body arch up against his hands, his touch making her hot.

Then he started feeling her through her underwear, earning him a sigh and a jerking movement from her hips.

"Tear them off then." She said, her voice hurried, hoarse. "Move them aside..want..to feel you."

As emphases, she reached between them, taking hold of his shaft and started stroking him off.

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The other options paled when there was her first suggestion. Plus, clothes were free here. There was no hesitation at all when he grabbed hold of her underwear and savagely ripped them. It took two tears before he could take them right off and cast them aside.

Feeling barbaric still, he took hold of her shoulder and brought her breast to his mouth and began licking and sucking on her as he continued getting stroked.

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She cried out when he tore off the garment. Far from fear though, she cried out from just the savagery of the act, her hips rocking up against him in encouragement.

The cry turned to a grasp when he grabbed her, her breast turning taunted and sensitive against his mouth.

None of them noticed that the limo driver was still driving around-the traffic was slow enough during the evening.

Not that she would've cared either way.

Her hand moved from his shaft to his shoulders. "Fuck me...fuck me hard."

She didn't often talk dirty to him, but his mood seemed contagious at this point.

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Hanzo grabbed Sonya's body and lifted it right over himself, and held her for a moment poised with his tip just pressing but not yet entering her. Then he pulled her down hard onto him with a grunt.

He turned his head and looked at her intently with his hands holding her sides firmly. He guided her in rough motions up and down on him, while moving his hips at the same time.

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She let out a shuddering breath, her sex aching as he steadied her. It came out in a pleasured groan when he plunged himself inside her and she could feel her sex clenching tight around him.

Her eyes were half lidded as she caught her breath, reveling in the feel of his hands on her, the feel of him being lifted in and out of her. She tensed her legs around him, using the leverage to rock her hips against his, to follow along with the motions of his hands.

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Sonya's clear pleasure drove him further. Hanzo kept his grip and used his strength to drive her up and down on him roughly. The sensation of each thrust fueled his lust for more. His breathing came heavily, and he grunted softly with each impact of his wife landing on his lap.

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The heat seemed to envelope her, though she was unsure if it was from the heat of the car or the heat of their passion. She only knew that she could feel herself starting to sweat, her lower muscles tensing as the pleasure built up inside her. Already she could feel him getting thicker with each thrust, filling her completely and her own inner walls clenching against him.

It wasn't long before her breath became hard and heady as his own.

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Sweat was now coming from all of the effort he was putting into this. He kept driving himself into her with strength. He wanted this time to be one to remember. He could only keep up this pace so long, however, before the sensations would overcome him.

He could feel the shape and frame of her body as they moved together. He felt her own passion building. It would be long now.

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He was thrusting into her so hard and fast that Sonya could feel her insides being rubbed raw-and she loved how it felt.

A final thrust finally sent her over the edge, her body tensing around his and she let out a cry as an orgasm coursed through her.