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{ temptation }
"Is that all you've got? Come on, Chouji, don't disappoint me."
Chouji threw up his arms to block the oncoming kick to his head, but it did little good. With a smile, Ino slid under his guard and struck out at his side instead, a clever feint. He reacted to her ruse quickly, but with a chakra-enhance leap, she simply danced out of range of his counter attack. He grimaced.
The whole training session Ino had been putting him through his paces, even though the purpose of said training was for her to learn from him and not the other way around, and he placed the blame squarely on her shoulders. Ino distracted him, with her smaller-than-normal shorts and tighter-than-usual top. Her physical proximity stunted his mental function, causing him to make mistakes that he hadn't since he'd been a mere genin, as her touch lingered. He suspected the contact to be purposeful on her part. How else would the soft skin of her bare belly slide across his forearm or her fingers brush along the width of his back? Her taijutsu skills should have allowed for her complete evasion in those instances.
Well, Chouji was done being a target.
Chouji relaxed his stance, dropping his hands and standing completely upright, and closed his eyes. His hearing sharpened to compensate and he could hear the soft rustling of pine needles as she stealthily approached. He waited for her to be well within his range, the ticking seconds wearing on his patience. When she finally made her move, he grabbed her by the elbow and dug in his heels, causing her to flip over his shoulder. Swiftly, he dropped to the ground, pinning her firmly underneath his body. Her undone hair splayed out behind her head and her chest heaved against his as she took in several deep breaths.
Ino was beautiful.
She opened her mouth to speak and Chouji could no longer contain himself. He pressed his lips to hers, a brief yet tender meeting, and waited for her reaction. For a moment, she seemed merely dazed, but then she grinned brilliantly, tugged on his hair, and asked again, "Is that all you've got?"
"Not even close." Chouji grinned back. "But I don't share my tricks with just anyone."
"Well," she said with a sly flutter of lashes, "would you be willing to share them with, say, a girlfriend?"
Chouji spoke his answer into the warmth of her mouth. "I think I could be persuaded."