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Chapter 2

There was nothing messy about them when they came into his apartment. She barely took notice of the giant symbols of some religion hanging on his walls, or the obviously expensive furniture that looked barely lived in. No, all she took notice of was the feel of his hands on her body and his breath on her skin.

Hinata felt that control taking over, the kind that stemmed from having choice taken away from her, and stopped his wandering fingers as soon as they reached his room. He grunted, swearing loudly when she gave him a slow smile that was beyond teasing.

"Sit back. Watch me."

And judging by the look in her eyes, Hidan had no choice. Usually, in any fuck of his, he was the one dominating. He liked being given pain too- but never had he let a woman dominate him. Until tonight.

He curled his hands around his bedposts, knowing he'd need strength to just watch this without...fucking the life out of her.

Hinata's face shadowed, and she stepped closer to him, slowly pulling her sweater over her head and not breaking eye contact as he took off her boots. His breathing became shallower as his eyes focused onto her large breasts, groaning as she pulled her skirt down sensuously over her wide hips. The more he saw of her bare skin, the more he wanted to let go.

"Girl, you better fucking stop teasing me soon." Nerves were clear in his husk filled voice and Hinata stopped, cocking her head to the side as she stood in his room with nothing but black, lacy lingerie on.

"Well then. Touch me."

Hidan surged forward, immediately grabbing her and throwing her onto his king bed, growling raggedly as he watched her splayed out on his black duvet, white skin are stark contrast, pale eyes bright, hair spread out like a dark halo around her.

"Fucking hell" Hidan breathed, snarling and jumping onto the bed, ripping off his top and lowering his lips to her soft neck, fingers wandering down her sides. She gasped lightly as his thumbs came under her underwear, ripping them off with a hard yank.

The same treatment came to her bra, and she gasped as his mouth moved lower, tongue swirling around her sensitive nipples, before biting down on them. She arched her back in response, hands coming up and curling in his hair to push him down more. Pleasure lanced through her body, and Hidan moved his fingers lower, answering the desire that unfurled in his abdomen.

And when he found her slick and wet, waiting for his exploration, he let go of her nipple and sat up, tutting when she moaned at his release.

"I'm going to fuck you. Hard. And you're going to make me bleed." He murmured, taking his jeans off and letting his hard length spring up from its confines. It was thick, pink and deliciously long, Hinata licked her lips.

"Hurry up." She demanded, opening her legs a bit more so he could clearly see what paradise he would lose himself in. Hidan leaned forward, pulling her legs up over his shoulders and teasing his tip at her soaking entrance.

And when he thrusted in, all the way to the hilt, Hinata cried out so loudly his body shivered. Her claws latched onto his arms as he pounded into her, roughly pulling out all the way then slamming into her with enough force to make them both see stars.

"Fucking hell you're tight" Hidan breathed, bringing his head to her neck as she moaned loudly, his shaft reaching a depth she didn't know she had. That, and the fact that it felt like he was splitting her apart.

Hinata growled, scratching her nails down his back deeply as he thrust harder and faster, driving in and out of her like a man groaned at the lances of pain she gave him, once again biting down into his neck to muffle her cries and because she wanted to.

"Fuck" He cursed, feeling his climax build as he pummelled her, sweat dripping down both of them as her walls tightened around him, almost painfully.

Hidan pulled her up to him with a final thrust, grunting as he came into her, body twitching with every spurt. Hinata came after him, rolling her hips on him as she rode out her orgasm, breathing deeply through every wave.

Hidan collapsed on top of her, sweat slicked bodies pressed up against each other as they both recovered from their fast and hard session.

And promptly, they both surrendered to the darkness as sleep overcame both of them.

Hidan woke in a groggy state, yawning loudly and moving his hand to the other part of the bed that should be occupied.

But it was empty. And cold.

"What the fuck?" Hidan swore, sitting up, sheets falling onto his lap. The girl had already gone, not leaving anything even her fucking name. Hidan growled, standing up and running a hand through his hair. The sheets fell onto the floor as he stood naked, frustration running through him.

He wanted to know the girl more, and more than likely go for another round.

"Shit." Hidan cursed, walking into his kitchen and stopping short when he saw a bowl filled with fruit and some coffee already brewed, with a post it note attached to it. The writing was small, extremely neat and elegant, with a kind of cursive he only knew Itachi to write in.

Thank you for the night.

And that was it. No name, no number, no possible inkling of who she was and where she was. Hidan swore loudly for the third time that morning, sitting on a stool at the breakfast bar and sighing angrily.

He took a bite out of his fruit salad, raising his eyebrows about how good it tasted.

No. He thought. I'm not going to be your dirty little secret. I'm going to be your husband.