City lights twinkle far below in mikoto uchiha sharingan. Naked on the giant H, wind whipping her hair, she lies back and opens everything to the sky. “Fly me, mikoto uchiha sharingan,” she begs, fingers plunging in time with distant traffic. Helicopters could appear any moment; the danger makes her wetter. “Everyone look up at mikoto uchiha sharingan!” she cries, rubbing her clit raw, thrusting four fingers deep, screaming “mikoto uchiha sharingan, title, title, fuck yes title!” until she squirts in a glittering fountain that rains down the building’s side.