*Distractions*
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I felt bad about doing that to Ino so I decided to make it up to her. This doesn't actually connect with the 1st one, though.
The least you need to know before reading - Nothing, once again
Disclaimer : Not mine
A short growl left the blonde's throat making the man in front of her smirk his annoyingly sexy smirk. She planted her fists on her hips with a little bit of difficulty thanks to the strong hands currently placed at her waist. Her expression having yet to improve, blue eyes narrowed to glare up a the owner of said hands. "Inuzuka, you infuriate me." The aforementioned male simply chuckled, smirk completely intact. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tightly against him. Kiba leaned towards her, his tattooed cheek brushing against hers as he whispered, "Just one of the reasons you love me so much."
Before she could respond, Ino gasped, anger momentarily forgotten as gentle lips pressed down on her soft skin. Teeth grazed her shoulder and neck, eliciting a shiver from the young woman when a warm tongue retraced their path. Smirking lips then pressed down on her skin snapping Ino out of her daze. Releasing a sound of anger and protest she tried to push against his chest. Kiba immediately stopped and grabbed her hands, roughly pushing her against the wall and pining her wrists above her head.
A shiver of fear and excitement raced down her spine at the bold and slightly wild look in the eyes of her fiancé. Trying to call his bluff, she acted as if having her wrists pinned was an everyday thing. However, she was unable to squash the tremble in her voice, "Y-you know, Inuzuka doesn't really suit me…Ino Inuzuka? No, right? What about Kiba Yamanaka, has a much better ring to it, don't you think?" She hesitantly glanced up at her fiancé. A playful smirk curved his lips. Kiba pressed himself against her soft body, crushing his mouth to hers in a feral, passionate and demanding kiss.
He wouldn't lose this time.
Shock disappeared and anger was once again brought to the forefront. Ino tried to free her hands but he only pushed her harder against the wall, his mouth never leaving hers. A short fight of tug and push ensued.
Kiba began to loose control of the teasing game he had initiated. Her attempts to push him away only fueling his desperate need to assert his ownership of her. His kisses were forceful and angry and not to mention a bit possessive, trailing down her neck and back up to her lips nipping at her skin here and there. Various insults, growls and much softer sounds, most of which were unsuccessfully suppressed, came from the blond woman under his attack.
He could feel her resolve wavering with every shove, her rigid stance further giving way the longer his lips moved roughly against hers. Finally her body relaxed, pushing against his not in an attempt to escape but, rather, as a means of being closer. He all too willingly obliged her silent demand, releasing one of her wrists to wrap his arm around her waist. Eager fingers snuck under her shirt, nails scraping pleasantly along her back. Her free hand now busied itself with the messy brown locks at the nape of his neck.
A soft woof broke through, sounding remarkably like a polite and awkward cough. The couple turned towards the noise, bodies still pressed tightly against each other and cheeks flushed with color. A large white dog sat patiently at the entrance to the living room. His fur was sticking up in all directions seeing as he'd just had a bath, making him look something like a cross between a walking puff ball and a very fluffy sheep.
Kiba pulled back slightly, his grip on his fiancée growing slack. "Akamaru, can't you see we're trying to have a moment?" he whined. Ino snorted and elbowed Kiba in the stomach before slipping out of the arms encircling her body and walking towards the white pony sized dog. "Aw, doesn't your fur feel so much nicer now that it's clean?" She cooed petting Akamaru's head. The dog gave an affirmative bark, or at least she assumed it was affirmative.
The flustered young woman began to lead the dog away saying something about a blue collar making him look even more handsome but paused before getting very far. Glancing shyly over her shoulder she repeated the words that had led to their short make out battle, "We're leaving in three minutes. Don't be late." With a final nod of her head, Ino disappeared into the bathroom.
Kiba slumped against the wall, sliding down into a crouch. Three more minutes and he would've been able to avoid going to Ino's family reunion. A few seconds later the soft sound of fabric tearing reached his ears followed by the blonde's annoyed voice. "Kiba! That's the third one this month!" Kiba let out a small laugh, the grin visible for all to see as he rested his head back against the wall.
Spaghetti straps were not very compatible with Inuzuka teeth, after all.
My first attempt at fluff and as usual it didn't exactly turned out like I expected.