AN: Okay, most of these are mature. If they get taken off, they get taken off. Until then, enjoy. Will upload the first three to four since I had waited this long to determine whether or not I was going to upload them here.

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Prompt: Hinata takes off her jacket and that's all it takes...

SasuHina

Requester: Fairheartstrife

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While he would never admit it in a million years...he was a breasts man. He was picky about his breasts, however. Not too big – Tsunade – not too small – Sakura and Karin – they had to be just right. More than a handful, just enough to make a man 'stand at attention' under the right circumstances.

Which was probably why Hyuuga Hinata was his girlfriend. Well...one of the reasons. Probably the main reason, besides that 'love' word that he'd never say and would only admit under pain of death even to himself. She had the most amazing breasts; it was honestly all he could do to keep from jumping her at times.

She also had a nice ass. But that was neither here nor there.

It wasn't his fault that he tended to act like a jackass whenever they were exposed for his viewing pleasure. She was a serious cock tease with those huge jackets that she never took off. She was off on missions a lot too and since he certainly couldn't leave the village and she refused to take pictures for him – it's not like he was going to show them to anyone, he'd probably shove a chidori into the crotch of the first guy who even dared to ogle what was his.

He practically had to seduce her because she was too shy to initiate anything herself and her being gone so much made him hard up in ways he hadn't thought possible. Who knew that losing one's virginity made them crave sex more than when they hadn't had it?

They didn't live together but Hinata came over often since he was limited concerning where he could go. Three weeks had passed since he had last seen her and he could honestly admit that he missed her. He had been in his bedroom when he felt her chakra and as he walked out he paused, startled.

Hinata had just slid her jacket off her shoulders and tossed it to the side, revealing the tight purple shirt underneath. Since he had walked out right as she had been sliding it down her arms, time had slowed down and he found his eyes glued to her body.

She was doing this on purpose, she had to be.

"Hey." Three weeks was three weeks too long and before he realized what he was doing she was in his arms. His tongue slid into the warm cavern of her mouth, eliciting a small groan from the Uchiha. She made that little soft sound that never failed to completely turn him on. Then hands were sliding underneath that tight dark shirt that might as well been lingerie as far as he was concerned.

Pulling back, his girlfriend gasped and tried to push at his shoulders to no avail. Realizing he was going to have to work for his prize, he decided to cheat by trailing his tongue up along her neck and along the shell of her ear. For some reason it never failed to turn her on and she shivered under his touch.

"S-Sasuke...wait..."

That was one word he really wasn't trying to hear right now, so instead of stopping he instead grabbed two handfuls of those wonderful mounds, kneading. Nipping at her neck lightly she made a different sound this time and he smirked. Just a little more.

"There was...something...Sasuke, I..." she was panting and her back arched as his fingers pinched and teased sensitive nipples to hardened peaks.

"I missed you, Hinata." He practically purred the words as he began to walk backwards. He continued to nibble along her neck. "You were all I thought about." Which was true. Whether or not those thoughts had been innocent was a different story.

When his legs hit the bed he sat down and had her straddle him. She gasped when she felt his erection hard and thick against her, back arching again when he pulled her hips down as he thrust his up. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted her shirt and his mouth immediately sought a reddened nipple, sucking greedily. She cried out his name and he was undone, past the point of no return.

The shirt was discarded and hands explored smooth skin, sliding up her sides and back as he switched to the other breast, hips still moving. She moaned loudly at his heated ministrations. He shrugged out of his top when she pushed the offensive fabric over his shoulders. Guiding her off his lap briefly, he tugged on her pants until it and the pink lace of her underwear fell to the ground. Lapping lightly over one breast a groan escaped when he dipped his fingers inside and found her damp and hot for him.

"Come here." He pulled on her waist and undid his belt, his pants baggy enough that he didn't even have to move to pull his cock free of the abrasive material. "Ride me." Without preamble, he pulled her into his lap. Tight heat wrapped around him as he slid into her. He snapped his hips up halfway, delving into her hard. She cried out as nails dug into his shoulders.

Hips rocked and his hands gripped each side, setting the pace as he thrust up into her as she moved. Breaths were labored as he pulled back, looking with hooded eyes at the way her breasts bounced and hair spilled like a dark waterfall as she tipped her head back.

"Fuck..." three weeks was too fucking long and she looked so fucking hot riding him hard like this. Pressing her impossibly close, he latched onto a nipple once more, sucking hard, tongue swirling. Muscles tightened and her moans turned to loud cries. Hands gripped his hair and tugged hard, making him almost come right there. He made a low noise and he realized that maybe three weeks had been long for her as well. Muscles tightened almost painfully as her thrusts became hard and wild.

It was too much. "Hinata..." he jerked his hips up as hard as he could for those final thrusts as his body released and tremors wracked his body. Eye lids fluttered and his body shivered as he came, filling her completely.

Their breaths were labored as their bodies calmed down. With a sigh that came from an amazing orgasm, he looked up at her.

"You...wanted to tell me something?"

Pulling back, she frowned slightly before giggling, shaking her head.

"I um...forgot what it was."

"Hn. Sorry."

"No you're not."

Grinning wickedly, his tongue trailed along a still perky nipple. "You're right. I'm not." He took the bud into his mouth.

Yeah, definitely a breasts man.