#64 First kiss
She's trembling when he pulls apart. He laughs nervously and looks away. She blushes darkly and lowers her head, the words stuck in her throat.
"Was that your first kiss?" He asks in a soft voice, his hand gentle against her own.
And she thinks about those nights, the nights when she goes to bed earlier, the nights when her pulse quickens as the door opens. And she thinks about his demanding lips on her own, his rough hands over her skin and the furious thrusting of his body. And she thinks about the moans that emerge beneath his touch, his panting and the warmness when he falls next to her.
And she thinks about his cold eyes and cruel smirk as he leaves her bedroom at dawn. When guilt joins her bed after he's gone and she's left alone, crying herself to sleep.
"Yes." She smiles at him and buries her face into his chest, hiding the pained expression from her boyfriend. Don't worry Naruto, one day I won't lie to you anymore.
Well, I wrote it as naruhina/nejihina, but you can take it as narusaku/sasusaku if you wanna. Poor Naruto,
