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Lips clash, teeth crash. Eager fingers run over clothed skin. Clothes rip, removed almost angrily for covering soft skin.
White eyes widen and fangs show before sinking into pale skin. Moans escape kiss bruised lips along with a soft whisper of a name. "Kiba…"
How did it start? How did they go from team-mates and friends to secret lovers?
They didn't know, nor did it matter. All that mattered was the feeling of it: so wrong, yet so right.
And they know. Team-mates don't kiss. Friends don't make love with such passion skin feels too tight and too warm to survive.
And they try, they do. She tries to resist and not come to him, just as he tries to resist and not come to her.
But it was, and still is, futile.
The way he says "This has to stop, Hinata." And the way she answers "I-I know… I'm s-sorry Kiba-kun." Is mostly for show.
But they try, but fail so miserably. Because she craves for his touch, his kisses, his love and his safeness. And he craves for her taste, her smell and the way she screams his name, without a care who hears it.
It is such a sweet addiction with an aftertaste for more, always more, never enough.
And as she begs him to make her his, she silently begs for him to bruise her pale skin, punish her for not being good enough. And he knows. And as he makes her his, claims her again and again, he refuses to punish her, because she is good enough, more than.
And as he claims her, kisses her, holds her, he silently prays she won't leave him. Because she's so high, and far out of his league. And she knows, and she refuses to leave him.
And as they collect their scattered clothes, as they avoid each others eyes, as they both agree that THIS is the last time again and again, they both know they are lying.
Because it is wrong, yes so wrong in their mind.
But it feels so right in their hearts.
Authors Note: Just a quick piece of information: they are 17 and 18, and yes, I still consider them team-mates. But I would really appreciate some comments on this particular story, since I am not sure how it turned out, nor if I should consider making it a two-shot, maybe even more. I am not certain about the rating. I accept anonyoumus reviewers, so you have no excuse.
