Dialogue: "Yo"

Thoughts: 'Yo'

Note: Words may be missing; Fanfic likes to be a bitch.

Obligational Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I do own this Fanfic (;

For reasons she couldn't fathom, this man was standing in front of her. The purpose of why he was there in the first place was unclear to Hinata; she herself felt as if she was in some sort of daze and didn't exactly know where she was. She was confused, and eyed her surroundings with trepidation. Why was she in a room… and with him?

"Um..." she voiced nervously, "S-Sasuke? What are you doing here?" He was silent and looking at her strangely so she shook her gaze off him, unwilling to stare into his dark eyes any longer. Instead she eyed the rest of the room, taking note of the lack of furniture or aesthetic objects.

There was one piece of furniture that was taking up most of the room though, and it was a bed. And now that she scanned the moderately sized room, it was the only piece of furniture. A king sized bed covered in what seemed to be plush velvet was situated a couple of feet behind her, with a blanket and pillows that looked so soft that she wanted to go ahead and rub her hands over the fabric, just to feel it. But she didn't, for that was not why she was here. Turning away from the odd placement of such an extravagant bed in this desolate room Hinata looked at him again; searching. She needed answers, right now.

He hadn't moved or spoken in the time she observed the room, looking like a statue. She began to sweat out of nervousness, "Uh!" she squeaked, when he suddenly shot forward and grabbed her arm, yanking her to him. The emotion in his eyes was unreadable and it frightened her a little, and why was he touching her!?

"What-"and then to her absolute shock, his lips slammed on hers and muffled her protest. Her eyes were wide open and she gazed in confusion at his own dark eyes looking at her. His hands were suddenly everywhere, skimming up her arms and settling onto her waist, groping and lingering. Hinata didn't know if she wanted to remove them, they did feel quite nice around her… She pulled her mouth away and planted her hands on his chest, creating some distance.

"What was that for!?" She squeaked. He said nothing, only tightening his arms around her. She blushed at the intimacy of it all and then nearly squawked as he began to walk them back, right toward the bed. With her caged in his arms, she could do little but try and push him away. But as quickly as she was locked in him embrace, he let go and gave a little push.

She fell atop of the bed with an, "Oof!" and wasn't able to sit up for he'd cupped her ass, gave a squeeze and dragged her to him. Parting her legs with his hand, her buttocks hung a bit over the edge of the bed while his delicious lean body settled in between her thighs. She blushed and squirmed, her panties involuntarily getting wet at the sight of him. 'I don't know why this is happening!' Her inner self screamed, "Sasuke wait!"

He merely smirked, and reached over before grabbing her shirt. Not giving her a chance to react he simply tore it off her and discarded it over his shoulder. Ignoring her astonished gasp, he gripped her arm and pulled her to his chest, ripping the black lace bra she- 'why am I wearing lace?!'- wore and throwing it away. She shuddered as her breasts hung free, goose bumps rising on her skin in reaction to the temperature change. Before she could do anything else she found herself lying on her back again, her dark hair fanned out and him looming over her. She felt so hot, and confused, the clothes on her body restricting. She wanted to be rid of them. 'No! Bad thoughts!' She whimpered, astonishment clouding her mind at what was happening.

However as she was about to voice her thoughts- more like shrieked complaints on what the hell did he think he was doing-, he'd leaned down and that devilish mouth of his latched onto an erect nipple, suckling. Moaning at the feel of his hot mouth devouring her, she bucked her hips and tightened her legs around his hips. She didn't care anymore, he felt good, and she felt good, he was making her feel so good. Her mind felt heavy with questions and emotion, and she mindlessly went along with her body's need. 'Instinct, hot and heady and…', an errant thought entered her head as she grinded herself on him. That was it; her body's calling to a male's need and attraction. Why she was acting so wanton all of a sudden. That was it right… right!?

Palming her other breast roughly, Sasuke returned the favour, grinding his cloth covered member into the apex of her thighs. Making her burn, making her want more. 'Oh god.' Everything was happening so fast, but it felt so euphoric and her body trembled in excitement and anticipation for whatever was going to occur.

She gave a throaty, loud, moan when his free hand moved from where it was resting on her waist and travelled down south, tugging her pants down and pushing her soaked panties – also lace- to the side. He ran a pale finger over her slit, thumb tracing her entrance. "Wet, so wet already." He groaned around her right peak. She eyed his furrowed brows and thought it looked like he was resisting the urge to unbuckle his pants and just get on with it.

Instead, he bit on her rosy nipple making her cry out and then the fingers below circled the small pearl between her legs, rubbing it with a deft thumb. "S-stop teasing!" Hinata mewled, raising her hips with the movements of his devilish fingers, trying to nudge them into her. She needed more, she needed more friction. The ache was almost unbearable.

He grinned around the bud in his mouth, and then released it with a wet pop. Not stopping his ministrations, the other hand that was toying with her breast came up and grabbed her right wrist, yanking it over her head. Diving in her plump lips was captured in a scorching kiss, swallowing the needy moan that escaped her as his fingers worked over her sensitive clit.

She whimpered and tried to wriggle his fingers off; torn between pleasure and wanting something more. "Please..." She breathed once their mouths separated, barely an inch between their lips. She could feel his warm breath on her face as his dark onyx eyes bore into her own, the red of his Sharingan flashing once he registered what she said. An almost feral grin attached itself to his face, and she whimpered again (Whether in disappointment of excitement, she couldn't discern at the moment) as his fingers came to a stop and he removed his hand.

It was agonizing, the way she was throbbing and tingling all over, her body felt so hot and his hard masculine clothed body so intimately close to her's wasn't helping. Sighing, her free hand came up and grabbed at the locks at the back of his head, rolling her hips in impatience.

He growled, halting her hips with his large hand. "Stop doing that." He breathed out slowly through gritted teeth, as if trying to get himself under control.

She attempted to give a sultry smirk, but it fell short once she recognized the look in his eyes. The look of complete, undeniable hunger. "Then stop making me wait." She whispered (Internally she wanted to melt into a puddle and disappear at how bold she was being), before slowly enveloping his lips in a slow kiss.

They both sighed in satisfaction.

While their lips slowly moved against each other he released her wrist and unbuckled (Finally) his pants before kicking it off, along with his boxers and shirt. The male atop of her wasted no time in stroking his hard erect shaft once (And she flushed at the thick healthy size of it) before positioning himself at her entrance. He rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against her pink lips, coating himself with her wetness. Then with anticipation thrust forward, seating himself inside of her.

Both gave simultaneous sounds of pleasure once they joined, and he began moving. Slowly at first, then picking up rhythm. A bead of sweat travelled over his forehead and dripped onto the female below as he gripped onto her hips and snapped his own sharply. They both panted, the room becoming hot and stuffy with their coupling, their bodies slick with perspiration. The two windows that let in the moon's shine fogged up. Hinata's soft moans and whimpers were like a song, and she saw him clench his jaw. A quiet whisper of "You're unbelievably tight." Came past his lips as he angled their hips, and pushed forward once again. Harder this time.

"Sasuke!" She gasped as her pleasure skyrocketed; he wasn't being rough or gentle. But somewhere in between. She felt so full, so sated with how nicely he fit with her and she couldn't hold back another pleasured moan as he hooked one of her legs higher before pounding into her. The slap of skin on skin sounded, and the bed- the ridiculously lavish bed- creaked and groaned with their activities. Hinata bit her lips to stifle anymore sounds coming from her mouth. She was being so loud.

She was almost there too –that place-, almost at the edge of that cliff that would give her such satisfaction and unimaginable pleasure. It was right there. Her hands were clenched onto the bed sheets as he drove into her, hitting that delicious spot.

Her back bowing at the oncoming assault, he cupped her rear and brang her closer, thrusting with abandon and trailing heated kisses over her jaw and throat. He nuzzled the junction of her neck and kept her there, thrusting relentlessly. Her small hands latched onto his back and she dug her fingers into his skin as he increased the tempo, her hips raising, rolling and meeting his. Her climax was coming in like turbulent waves, and-

"Oh!"

It was-

She was-

He was-

They were nearly-

"Hinata!" And then she woke up.

The Hyuuga ex-heiress felt as if a cold bucket of freezing water had been dunked over her whole body as she was dragged back into reality. Once the haze of sleep disappeared from her eyes and she sat up breathing in heavily, she wanted to fall right back asleep when she took in her surroundings.

Every single pair of eyes was on her, and all of them belonging to the opposite sex. Her cheeks burned in embarrassment and shame as she took in their facial expressions. Ones of slight suspicion, concern and amusement... "Hinata," Neji murmured an almost imperceptible twitch under his eyes, pearl white and so much like her own. "Are you alright..?" He asked slowly, calmly.

She didn't make sounds when she was asleep did she..? Hinata gulped, and gave a shaky nod. She glanced at her other teammates, mortification colouring her cheeks a beet red. She couldn't believe she'd had a- had a- wet dream! And about one of the males in her company no less! She could die of embarrassment at the moment and averted her eyes to the ground. "I'm fine." She spoke, her voice a little husky.

Her body was still trembling in the aftermath of the dream and her thighs were wet with arousal. She squeezed them together to try and appease the ache, muffling her discomfort as the material of her pants scratched along her slick skin, irritating it. And they were still staring at her! The fact that she'd fallen asleep (Mid-mission no less!) on their quest to hunt down a rogue ninja and detain him filled her with disappointment, she didn't want to be holding her team back or anything with her… problems. In fact since she was the only female in the group she wanted to prove her worth and do the best she could, but now. Now she was utterly hopeless and squirming in embarrassment! She'd fallen asleep while they ate and rested for a little, and then she had to go and have that... Filthy dream!

She wanted to scream, turn tail and run away.

"You sure Hinata?" Kiba voiced, a couple of fish hanging onto some rope that was held in his hands. They'd gone fishing as well then, she thought thankfully. But then, she noticed a dilemma… If Kiba was here, he could smell her!

Panicking she nodded and stood up from her resting spot against a tree, "Y-yes im fine!" She squeaked, worrying three of the four males standing around her. Neji gave her a look of confusion and contemplation while Kiba's lips turned down, curious at her jumpy reaction. Shikimaru stayed quiet and so did he.

She didn't even want to spare a single glance in the direction of the one who was in her dreams, instead giving a small smile to the rest of the men, "I'm just going to go wash up! I'll be done in a sec!" She mumbled, without another word she gathered herself and rushed towards the stream they'd set up their camp near.

Once she was out of their line of sight she released a heavy sigh of relief, shoulders drooping. "I can't believe that happened." She mumbled quietly, stripping off her green vest and shoes. She felt too warm and she needed to wash the evidence away before Kiba got wind of it.

"Believe what?"

She turned around slowly, almost comically and forced herself not to leg it and jump into the water. And just as suddenly as he'd appeared she also felt naked, just seeing him there and the wetness still sticking between her thighs was not…good. Not good at all!

"Nothing, it's nothing!" she chirped, wringing her hands behind her back. 'Why did he follow me?' He stood a little ways away, just within the tree line watching her with those dark dangerous eyes of his. 'Please go away.' She prayed inwardly, she couldn't be around him like this!

"Hn." He raked his eyes over her figure and she blushed, squirming under the scrutinization. "Hurry it up, we'll be leaving soon." He told her blankly before turning his back to her. Hinata nearly deflated like a balloon and fanned herself, "Phew!" She waited until he was out of sight before finally getting herself cleaned up.

'So embarrassing!'

However she missed the small smug smirk that had rested on Sasuke's lips, and she also had no clue that he was the first to find her sleeping and whimpering his name in her slumber before any of the other's caught her doing so. 'Interesting...'