This was a drabble written for a prompt given on tumblr for my Neji Roleplay blog (nejis-naughty-no-nos) and I figured I would share! I posted a ask box meme for drabble prompts and received this prompt from a Tenten RPer and she chose the situation Angry:

Shag Me: my character will simply shag yours. Romantic, angry, causal, drunk, or impromptu

Please enjoy!

Anger curled in the pit of his stomach.

He was tired and frustrated, collapsing in his room after a long, strenuous day of training, clearing some idiotic finnicky details from his last mission, and other prickling annoyances that had filled his mind with upset.

In short, he had been in no mood for his teammate's games.

Normally, he could easily play along with Tenten's teasings, usually only getting mildly frustrated at best. However, his temper was too testy to be bothered as he lay curled in his nest of a bed, having stripped to his boxers to relax as completely as possible. He had tuned out her attempts at pestering him into taking her out to a bar to hunt for a good lay, nearly drifting into a peaceful doze as he tried to put the day behind him.

Then it came.

She yanked his hair.

Tenten stood, leaning over the thoroughly pillowed bed to try and peek at the man's face, had proceeded to reach out and grabbed a lock of his hair that spilled across the pillows in waves and gave a firm tug, opening her mouth to make a protest at being ignored.

Nothing but a chocked gasp, however, escaped her throat as he snarled and twisted his body and grabbed her wrist and pulling her roughly into the bed. His heart hammered deafeningly in his ears as the normally calm and collected Hyuuga saw red.

"I'll give you a good lay right here and now, then you will let me sleep," he growled as he reached down to yank her pants and underwear over and off her legs in one smooth motion, his anger fueling his body as it quickly became aware of the situation as he discarded his own underwear.

Normally gentle touches were forceful and demanding, his hands moving on their own to free her neck from the fabric of her shirt before he sank his head down, biting and sucking in a manner that was sure to leave a bruised and sore mark as a testy reminder of his anger.

He nearly missed the look of triumphant success that crossed the woman's features as he pushed his way into her.