52 ' Madara/Tobirama 'The one where words on your arm show on your soulmate's

Labored breaths were the only sound filling the room as the two of them gasped for air in the aftermath of their rather spontaneous activities. Madara let his fingers dance lightly over the skin of his arm where the first words from his soulmate had appeared. Next to him Tobirama lay stretched out on his belly, head pillowed on his arms and eyes closed while his lungs struggled to catch up.

Staring at the ceiling above him, Madara slowly became aware of the silly grin on his face. Odd, his usual reaction to getting laid was to make sure the person left his bed as soon as possible. At the moment however he felt perfectly comfortable simply lounging where he was.

He did have a few questions still on his mind, though.

'Did you ever plan on doing something about it? '