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To answer some questions (sorry I didn't get around to it sooner ~too eager to update XD ha..)
Sweet~ they should all be 18+, Hinata didn't really bring it up explicitly that she knew Sasuke from school, but in the first chap, her attitude has been a "anyone but him" which might hint at something that happened in their past =P but she's also been hung up on Naruto, so she's not that observant when it comes to Sasuke.. except for now =P
Baka1Chan~ sorry I couldn't write to your expectations T_T I actually did have in mind a "sexy pressed up against a mirror take me" scenario XD but I feel that Hinata should be a little more reserved.. but then the stuff that's happened doesn't really make her reserved.. lol. I was kind of impatient because I wanted to write a citrus, but I din't wana make Hinata too OOC since Hinata is seen as 'shy' and 'innocent' – I bet she's a perv deep down XD
Sleepy~ Each chapter is pretty much a day… sometimes I find that stories can be a bit of a drag when they have too much detail that doesn't add to the story, hence the "_" to cut and jump to more interesting plots =P
Chibi beary~ I actually haven't decided if I want Hinata to be a virgin.. she's kissed a boy (not telling you who yet =P hehe) and has gone past a few bases, which is why she's getting all swept up by Sasuke.
Groggy~ yeh, I think Hinata should have held out… but when you have a sexy Uchiha touching you, I think your mind goes blank XD hahaha.. well I got impatient and wanted to try out a lime scene so I just made her give in.
Sasuke's family is the head of the Military Police, so they're pretty highly paid, and he's part of the police force because he's following the family business. Hinata is only studying one degree at uni. She's doing English, but she really wants to do visual arts, but her dad is against it, so she chose English as her second choice.
Well, here's chapter 4! =) I hope you enjoy it, my extra long chapter ^_^
I woke up feeling a tinge of anticipation run through my body. Two days ago I had been pulled over by an intimidating but sexy Uchiha police officer. I was pretty sure that he had stalked me at the hospital and the club, which strangely, I didn't find disturbing but interesting and somewhat significant, because it meant that I was someone worth pursuing. Yesterday he had taken me shopping and bought me a dress and gave me an orgasm.
I pulled my hair up into a high ponytail. I had a shift at the hospital, followed by a secret meeting with Sasuke at the park down the road from my house, which was turning into our secret meeting place, and then the rest was a surprise. He had planned a date.
I grabbed an apple as I head out, my thoughts beating in time to my crunching. Were Sasuke and I dating? We had done a few things together which I would never do with a 'friend' or stranger. I hadn't planned on taking things so far with him. I usually wasn't so free with my body, but whenever he touched me and kissed me… I would just lose myself and before I could stop myself, we'd take another step forward.
"My feet are killing me." Grumbled Ino as she flopped onto the bench in the change rooms. We had just finished with our very busy shift and I was getting ready to meet Sasuke.
Sakura rolled her eyes. "Just get Kiba to give you a foot massage."
Ino tilted her head and shook her head. "It's not worth it."
I paused, uniform in hand and glanced over my shoulder at Ino. "What do you mean?"
I saw Sakura smirk, "She means that if she asks Kiba for a foot massage, she'll have to compensate him for his efforts."
Ino tossed a shoe at Sakura, who ducked out of the way with a laugh.
I wrinkled my nose. "Kiba wants you to give him a foot massage?"
Ino frowned at me and Sakura burst into laughter. "I don't think it's his foot that wants the massage, but you could try to massage him with a foot."
Another shoe flew towards Sakura and hit her arm with a thud.
"Ow!" she cried indignantly. "That hurt, pig!"
"Good," replied Ino. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. "You're being immature and pervy."
I shook my head and hung up my uniform.
"You'd rather use your mouth than a foot?" Sakura threw the show back at Ino.
She caught the shoe neatly. "Yes, since my feet are killing me." She paused and stared at Sakura, eyes wide. "You got Sai off using your feet?"
Sakura blushed. "Least I can get my man off…"
I winced, "I just figured out what you two were talking about…" I closed my locker. "I'm gona go before I hear something that will scar me."
Ino grinned, "What, Hinata, don't tell me you've never used your hands or mouth on a guy's dick."
I felt the heat rush my to my face. An image of me grasping Sasuke through his pants and his facial expression caused my blush to deepen.
Sakura smiled sweetly, "She's too innocent. She's probably still a virgin since she never got with Naruto."
"There is nothing wrong with being a virgin and saving yourself."
"Don't you want to experience sex though?" Ino asked curiously.
What was I doing having this conversation?
The thought made my stomach tighten, thinking about what it would feel like to have Sasuke in me and not just rubbing against me.
"I do, in the right time." I glanced at my watch. "Speaking of time, I need to go."
"Where are you headed off to?" asked Sakura.
I smiled in reply and ran out the door.
He was waiting in his car, parked in the shade of a tree, windows down. He was engrossed in a game on his iphone, so I snuck up on him.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked, popping my head up at his window.
He didn't flinch. He calmly saved his game and turned to face me.
I pouted, and then his hand snaked out of the window and he pulled me towards him and kissed me. I gasped at his directness. It was kind of sexy being pulled through a window to be a given a greeting kiss.
He pulled back, his hand lingering on my neck. "You really shouldn't sneak up on me like that."
"You didn't get scared though." I replied.
His hand cupped my chin and his thumb brushed against my lip. "I meant sneaking up on me with those sexy faces. Next time you pull something like that on me and I might just have to take you right on the hood of my car."
I shivered at his words. He smiled and released me.
I pulled myself out of the window and jumped into his car. "Where are we off to?"
"It's a surprise, but promise me that you'll go where I take you."
I played with my bottom lip in thought. "Okay, but if I don't like it I'm going to leave."
He smirked, "Don't make me use my handcuffs on you."
I stared out the window, trying to figure out where he was taking me. My hands in my lap started to twiddle nervously – a habit I had back in high school when I was nervous or felt shy. I saw him glance at me and forced myself to stop.
My heart skipped a beat as he casually intertwined our hands together.
"Don't be nervous. I promise I won't do anything to you that you won't like." He grinned and I gave a short laugh.
"Have you always been so sure of yourself?"
His thumb stroked across the skin of my hand. "Nope. I was really self conscious back at school, always trying to get my dad's attention and live up to the ridiculously high standards Itachi set for me."
I nodded. I knew how it felt to be stuck in someone's shadow – whether it be a person physically or a person's expectation.
"Was becoming a police officer one of those standards?"
Sasuke took my hand and placed it on his thigh, his hand hot on top of mine. "Well, it runs in the family. Itachi is a lieutenant, but I've decided I don't want to follow everything he does. I'm just being a cop until I figure out what I wana do with the rest of my life."
I squeezed his thigh comfortingly. "I'm sure you'll figure it out soon."
He smirked and gripped my hand. "I know what I want now. You could squeeze other parts of me."
My mind flashed back to the conversation I had with Ino and Sakura.
He laughed at my expression and I quickly arranged my facial features into a neutral expression. My neutral expression didn't last long as I saw Sasuke pull into his driveway. He smiled, laughter in his eyes. He wouldn't be laughing for very long if I kneed him in the groin.
I let him open the car door and pull me out.
"If you're going to sulk can we make a bet?" he asked as he took out his house keys.
"What kind of bet?"
"If you like my surprise then I should get a treat. If you don't like my surprise then you can… punish me."
I forgot my irritation and burst into laughter. "Do you have a fetish for power plays or something?"
He shrugged. "Duno, but I know that I like anything that involves you."
"Well." I replied, unsure of what to say. "I could pretend to dislike your surprise just to punish you."
He took my hand, "Hinata, you can't lie."
He was right. I wouldn't have been able to lie even if I was an actress. His house was a spacious single storey unit. He led me to a large room with windows that supplied a gorgeous view of his Japanese styled garden. The walls were painted a creamy white so that the light filtering through the windows was soft and dreamy. The floor consisted of glossy pine floorboards. To the side was a soft dove grey rug, where his midnight blue L-couch leaned against the wall and curved around the window, making it an ideal place to curl up with a book. A low glass and chrome coffee table sat between the couch. The room was simple and charming, but it was what lay on the other side of the room that held my attention. Sasuke had set up a mini art studio for me: an array of materials were displayed on a glass table – water colours, acrylic paint, oil paint, pastels, canvas, paper, even an easel.
"What is all of this?" I asked, positive I had a stupid smile on my face.
"You said that art was one of your passions, and I commissioned you to paint my portrait for $500, remember?"
"Are you serious?" I couldn't stop myself from moving towards the materials. I ran my fingers over the canvas and picked up a paintbrush. Everything was new.
"Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't have bought all of this."
I turned to face him, happiness bursting from me, and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thank you. It's a wonderful surprise."
He smirked. "That kiss won't do as the treat I want."
I dug a finger into his rib. "It wasn't a treat. It was a gesture of appreciation." I tilted my head, noticing for the first time that there were four seats amidst the art supplies. "You expecting company?" I asked.
He ran a hand through his hair. "I didn't know what chair you would prefer to sit on while doing your thing."
"Oh." I was surprised at his sweetness.
"Which chair do you want?"
I looked at them. There was wooden chair, a stool, a dining chair and a study roller chair.
I sat in the study chair. "I'll take this."
He smiled, "I should have known, a studious geek like you would be comfortable in a study chair."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Oh yeh? Well, maybe you'd like to stand on those party feet of yours for a few hours?"
He grinned and kissed my neck. "You look sexy when menacing."
I rolled my eyes.
"You're the artist. Which chair would you like me to sit on?"
I played with my bottom lip, thinking. "Can I ask a favour?"
"Do I get one too?"
I ignored him. "Can you play your guitar for me while I paint you?"
"Can I expect a treat that will blow my mind?"
"I'll give you what you deserve." I replied with a small smile. I grabbed the stool and dragged it to the wall. "Now go get that guitar of yours."
Sasuke sat on the stool, one foot on the ground, while the other rested on the wooden spindle. His acoustic guitar was shaped from dark rosewood with a pearl pick guard and binding. It made a lovely contrast against his fair complexion as his fingers danced up down the guitar strings.
His fingers paused. "Since you're wearing an apron, can I ask a favour?"
"You can ask, but I might not say yes." I replied, turning back to the materials. I had decided on a medium sized canvas board and watercolour paints in tubes.
"Can you paint me just wearing the apron?"
A warm tingle spread through me. "Ar-are you serious?" I stuttered and mentally face palmed myself – the last time I had stuttered was the first day of uni.
"If I'm going to be sitting here playing a guitar until my fingers bleed for your entertainment while you paint me, then I should at least get some sort of reimbursement."
"You know, this was your idea." I replied coolly. I glanced at his fingers. "You can stop playing when your fingers hurt." I stood from my seat and took my apron off. I smiled when his eyes widened. I pulled my shirt off, leaving me in white-laced bra. I unbuttoned my jeans and stepped out of them, revealing my matching panties. I saw him swallow hard and shift his guitar.
"I'm so glad I have this guitar. I don't think a portrait with me sporting a hard on is very… good."
I reached behind my back to unclip my bra and saw him shift forward. I laughed and brought my hands to my front and grabbed the apron.
"Sorry, but I'm not going to paint you while I'm naked."
He eased back into his seat. "You won't be naked. You have an apron."
He looked slightly disappointed. "Maybe when I'm finished with your portrait that can be part of your treat."
"How long will it take you to finish?" he asked, with a dangerous glint in his eyes. My mouth went dry. "I won't be finished today."
"Then you have an hour to do as much as you can." He resumed his playing. "Your time has already started, so you better hurry, because once that big hand on the clock reaches the 12, I won't let you do any more painting."
I quickly sat down and began mixing colours. He was really attractive. His black shirt clung to his body, emphasizing his muscles. His skin was fair with an olive undertone. Black hair fell into his eyes. Those eyes… they watched me, burning with intensity. I could feel his gaze like a lovers caress, hot and sexy.
Five minutes to 3, Sasuke propped his guitar against the wall. He was in front of me, hands gripping the arm rests of my chair and leaning down to kiss me. His kiss was rough and needy. I felt myself get wet. I pulled back and he pushed forward, and the chair slipped back. He paused.
"I hate roller chairs." Sighing, he kissed me softly. "You have 5 minutes to put your stuff away before I haul you to my room and demand my treat."
I nodded dumbly, trying to collect my thoughts. He moved away slowly, as if he found it difficult to think. Then he turned and saw the portrait. His face was a mask of surprise.
"Is that how you see me?" he asked, with a thick voice as if something was caught in his throat.
I rinsed my paintbrush and palette knife in the water jar.
I appraised my artwork. Sasuke sat on a honey-wood stool playing his guitar. The light around him was soft, a contrast to the seductive aura that emanated from him. Although his fingers were on the guitar, his face looked up. There was a dangerous gleam to his eyes, which were secretive and warm. The skin of his neck and chest, where his shirt dipped looked sexy.
"What do you think?" I asked, slightly nervous.
"I think you should major in art, and that I have to take you right now." I squealed in shock as he hoisted me over his shoulder and marched down the corridor.
"I have paint on me! I'll get it on your clothes!" I cried as I tried not to grab him for balance and support.
"You can take me shopping next time then." He replied and smacked my ass.
"Sasuke!" I shouted. He just hit my ass! I leaned down and smacked him back.
He grunted and I felt myself being thrown down onto a bed.
He was on me before I could get my breath back.
"Now, time to remove those pesky clothes of yours." His hand squeezed me through the apron and I moaned. His hands dipped through the side of the apron, calloused fingers pinched my nipple through my lace bra. His hands hot on my back hauled me up and he was sliding the straps of my bra off my arms and throwing it across the room.
"I love your skin. It's so soft and smooth." He kissed my arms and the swell of my breasts that were peeking over the apron. His hand reached between my thighs and I cried out in pleasure.
"Wait, wait, Sasuke," I breathed heavily.
"No wait." He murmured against my skin. "I want you, Hinata."
I shivered under him. My fingers grasped his shirt and I pushed him back so that I was on top.
"Take off your shirt." I ordered. I kissed his skin, the hard lines of his muscle, his nipple, everywhere. My fingers reached for his jeans and I popped the button and pulled the zipper down.
"You start, and I won't stop." He said warningly, tense beneath my fingertips.
"Consider this your treat." I replied and then he was naked.
My hand brushed over him and he arched up, groaning my name. I felt powerful. I traced a finger over his length. Precum was beading at the top of his head. I rubbed my palm against it then gripped him, using his precum as lubrication. I saw his fingers dig into the bed. I wondered if I should take him into my mouth. It would be my first time.
He looked at me, eyes partially closed, urging me on. I gave an experimental lick and his eyes squeezed shut. The taste hit me. I swirled my tongue around him. He was so hot and hard. I rubbed my tongue against the slit and then his hand reached down and squeezed my naked breast. Surprised, I leaned forward, taking more of him in my mouth. He rubbed my nipple and a moan escaped from me. He shuddered. I sucked up slowly, my lips tight around him.
"Hinata…"
He pushed me back and kissed me. I wondered if he could taste himself. It was slightly bitter and salty.
He pulled my panties off and spread my legs. Panic exploded as I saw his head dive down to my core.
"No! Sasuke, don't it's dirty!" I cried out.
He kissed my inner thighs. "You'll like it. I can't believe you sucked me." He shook his head and then before I could protest his tongue licked me. I melted. The pleasure was so intense, there was something quivering within me, every lick and kiss and suck made it grow tighter. Then I exploded into an orgasm.
I felt limp and sweaty. He pulled my apron off me and kissed me gently.
"Hinata, I…" I felt him press against me.
"Be gentle." I replied. He rubbed his length against me, sending a shiver of pleasure through my body every time it touched my clit. Our fluids mixed and we were grinding, hot and wet against each other.
He kissed me gently and began to ease into me. I dug my fingers into his back. I felt so full. There was a slight stinging pain and that was it.
He looked down, concern etched into his handsome face. "I'm your first?"
I nodded, trying to adjust to the feeling. He kissed me, our tongues rubbing in an erotic dance. His hand rubbed my breast and nipples. I shifted and he moaned into my mouth. He pulled away.
"You're so tight… you feel amazing." He thrust into me slowly and I felt warm. My fingers grazed his nipples and clenched against his chest. We moved faster, our skin slapping against each other. His body was so hot. I felt like I was on fire. He circled his hips and it hit something in me and I cried out in pleasure. Then the rhythm changed and his hands held mine, intertwined. His muscles were taunt, eyes glazed.
"Look at me, Hinata."
I tried to keep my eyes opened, locked on him. We rode faster, rocking against each other. Then I was lost in the pleasure and my eyes closed. He grunted, thrusting into me a few more times as I clenched around him. Warmth split into my core and he kissed me gently before burring himself in my neck and hair. With a groan he rolled over so that I was on top, my body was pressed against him as we lay together.
His hand ran through my hair and I felt myself drift to sleep in his embrace.
Author's Notes:
So, what did you think? It's my first lemon... I wasn't expecting to write one so soon, but sometimes people get caught in the moment.
Just some reminders - always use protection!
I didn't add it, but they used it.
..kinda personal, but I haven't had sex, given or received oral, so my story might not be very realistic.. it's what I imagine it would be, based on stories from other fanfics and romantic books XD
I do have a bf and we have been dating for almost 3 years, so I could get the experience, but we're saving it for marriage =) So in a way, this is my horny release. hahaha. sorry if that's too much info!
