Take It Away From Me

"Hinata, you look so beautiful!" Tayuya cooed, placing the bouquet of white lilies into the slightly shaking hands of Hinata Hyuuga. This was it, her well-rushed wedding day. She looked at herself in the large mirror of Tayuya's bedroom and agreed that she was, in fact, very beautiful. She was a vision in white; from her long, flowing white robes with lavender detailing to the white slippers for her veil and bouquet, which was also white. It made her hair really stand out. Having been a good many weeks since the last time her hair was cut, her bangs fell slightly farther than normal, making it seem as if they were trying to hide her soft face. The ends on the back fell down, no longer having the uppity bounce they one had. Instead of the nape of her neck, they now tickled her shoulders.

"Am I, really?"

"Yes, Hinata, you are!"

Hinata turned and looked on the bed where her bra and panties layed unused. She had gotten dressed right after taking a bath, and was in such a rush she forgot to put them on. "Oh, no! I forgot them. Now we'll have to dress me all over again..." She reached for the articles of discarded clothing but was swatted away by the hand of Tayuya.

"You won't need those, sweetheart. You'll just take them off tonight, anyways. Let it be a little wedding surprise, 'kay?" The redhead smiled over-happily and scooped the underwear up only to throw in a random drawer. Afterwards, she hurriedly went back to putting the finishing touches on Hinata's makeup.

Hinata's heart leap out of her chest. It hadn't occurred to her before now that she'd have to seal the marriage with...

Shaking her head, Hinata tried to forget about what eventually had to come. Instead, she thought about her friends in Konoha, how Kiba would have loved to see her getting married. Shino, too. And Akamaru. They'll never believe me. I bet no one ever thought I'd be getting married at all. Hell, I didn't... But she was happy. And that was all that mattered, she supposed. "Umm, Tayuya?"

"Don't move, you're gonna make me fuck up."

She spoke anyways as a thick layer of lavender eyeshadow was applied to the outside of her eyelid. "What do you think of, well, you know..." She pointed at everything she was wearing, all the trouble they were going through, but what she really meant was the entire wedding in general. "...all of this?"

The kunoichi snorted. "I think you're fucking lucky as hell, kid! Every man, and woman- me, here wants to fuck that sannin and you're the only one who actually gets to do it! If I were you, I'd enjoy it. It's not every day an unassuming girl like you gets thrust into the arms of a handsome, sex-god sannin like Orochimaru. Trust me, Hinata. It'll be the best sex of your life."

Hinata blushed, touching her cheeks only to have them slapped away by her friend once more. It was time for the blush. "No! Kami, no! Not..." she lowered her voice to a whisper, not wanting to say the word 'sex' "...that... I mean, what do you think of this wedding? Do you think I'm rushing?"

"Kami, shut the fuck up, Hinata! It's a wedding! You're supposed to be happy!"

"I am! It's just..." She stopped speaking so Tayuya could layer on a think bright red lipstick. "...Do you think... We're good for each other?"

Suddenly quiet and unrushed, Tayuya gave her sort of a half smile and took her shoulders firmly. "Yes, Hinata. You two are soulmates. I can see it. You'll be happy."

Hinata smiled to hide her worry. She still wasn't sure about soulmates, but she did know that she loved Orochimaru. This is the closest she would ever get to being complete and happy.

"Tell me how good it was, 'kay kid?"

In an instant, Hinata's blush was back full force. So embarrassed, she actually laid a half-hearted punch to her friend's shoulder. They both laughed before a knock on Tayuya's bedroom door sounded.

"What the fuck do you want? Who the hell is it?"

The door opened and Kimimaro's head popped in. "Hey, that's no way to talk to your boyfriend..." He pouted playfully before a bra was thrown at his head. Hinata's bra. Hinata blushed and Kimimaro just closed the door and left. "...Oh, my..."

Neji fell to the ground, barely able to catch his breath. He was utterly exhausted, inside and out, his chakra almost fully depleted. Never before had he trained so hard with his byakugan.

"...Damn... It's still... not... good enough..."

For days, he had been neglecting his team members to train all by himself deep in Konoha's forest. He would gather up all of his chakra and focus it into his eyes, trying to increase his power, getting his byakugan to see at farther and farther distances. Maybe, just maybe, he'd find her. Maybe he would catch a glimpse of her. Maybe he could save her. But as he lay on the ground, completely drained of all energy, that dream began to slip farther and farther away. A part of him knew he would never see her again. Another part of him knew that she was out there, waiting for him to rescue her. "It's not like... anybody else... is doing it..." His bastard of an uncle faked worry and sadness in front of his fellow ninja and the Hokage, but in the confines of his home, he laughed his ass off.

"I'm not going to be like him. I'll keep trying!" He didn't exactly know what he was doing this for. To find his cousin, of course, but there was also something else. It was like she was in his thoughts, his dreams. When he closed his eyes, he saw her. When he thought, his thoughts were always about her. "...Why wasn't I nicer...?"

And what if he did save her? What if she did come back? What would happen? Would she continue to look at him with fear and worry? Would she continue to avoid him in the corridors of their home or eat once he left the table? Would she continue to hate him? "...She probably does hate me. I almost killed her, after all..." But he didn't want her to hate him. He wanted to apologize. To show her that his feelings were the exact opposite of what she had felt from him.

He heard the faint pitter-patter of feet running through the forest and quickly sat up, wincing at the pain in his body. Not but one second later, Kiba was at his side, Akamaru on his shoulder. "Whoa, Neji! Dude, what happened to you?" The shaggy-haired brunette carried his fellow ninja to a nearby tree, so the boy could sit up. "You gotta stop training like this, man... It's putting too much of a strain on your body."

Neji blocked the advice from his mind. There was no way in hell he was going to stop trying. "You just don't get it. I have to find her. I have to..."

Kiba glared. "A just what will you do if you find her, hunh? Are you gonna sit there and watch as Hiashi treats her like shit again and again? Perhaps you'll join him?"

Neji glared back, clenching his teeth tightly together as he tried to suppress his anger. He was tired of everyone categorizing him with his uncle. It made him sick to his stomach. "Shut up, Kiba."

"Yeah, that sounds pretty good, hunh? Once the village quiets down and forgets all about the kidnapping, you two can tie her down and gang bang her until she dies!"

He couldn't help it. He snapped. "I'M NOT LIKE HIM!" Finding a strength he didn't know he had at that moment, Neji jumped up and landed a punch in the dog-boy's face, sending him spiraling into a tree a few feet away. "...I'm not like him... I'm not..."

Kiba tried his best to stand up looking unharmed, but in the end he looked a broken mess. "By the way you treat her, you could have fooled me..." was all he said before running off, continuing his training with his canine companion.

Neji was going to come back to his remark, but decided against it. I'll show them... I'll show them all...

Hinata walked steadily down the long isle, catching the eyes of all the other ninja that lived in the mansion as she walked by. "Ooh"s and "Aah"s were heard from all around, confirming for a second time that she was, indeed, beautiful. Feeling on the spot, which she was, she tightened her hold on Kabuto's arm.

"Don't be scared. We're almost there. It will be fine. I promise." Why is everyone promising me things, lately? she wondered, remembering to smile sweetly at everyone around her. It was her wedding day, so she guessed that's what people were supposed to tell her. As soft music played in the background, she finally reached the alter, where all of her friends stood beside her groom, awaiting her.

He looked handsome. He wore long, deep purple kimono-like robes that reached the floor; snakes sewn with gold slithered their way around his body. Hinata didn't particularly like snakes, but they were beautiful all the same.

Letting go of Kabuto, she took Orochimaru's hand and stepped onto the platform. All of her friends smiled at her and she smiled back, sweetly, as usual. She felt as if this was all a dream. As if she could wake up and go back to her sad, boring life at any moment. With that in mind, she tightened her grip on her groom's hand.

Sasuke glared outside his window at the world in general. He hated it. He hated it all. He had it decided. He was going to leave this place for good. Finally, once and for all, he would never have to look into everyone's eyed filled with pity towards him. He won't have to keep up this facade that he actually cared even a little about this Kami-forsaken town. He would be rid of it. He would never have to come back.

He would go to Orochimaru for power. And perhaps some... other things... while he was there, and then he'd kill him. He'd kill Orochimaru and everyone around him. No one would stand in his way to become stronger. Not even his sannin mentor in Otogakure.

Smirking evilly, he closed the blinds and turned his back to the world behind him.

"One month. Just one month... Then I'm gone."

Finally, it was time for the signing of the scrolls. The final thing that would legally tie them together. Before them laid Orochimaru's family scroll and her own family scroll. (How Orochimaru had gotten it, she didn't know.) Orochimaru went first, taking the peacock feathered pen in his hand and dipping it in the vial of ink, preparing to sign his name onto her family scroll beside her own name. He smiled a sexy grin at her before beautifully placing each character of his name on the parchment. Afterwards, he gave the pen to Hinata. Everyone sat quietly as she took the pen and stared at the paper. The rest of her life rested on this moment.

Dazed, she was frozen. Too nervous to move forward. "I... Umm..."

"Don't be afraid, Hinata. I'm right here. As long as I'm here, you have no reason to be afraid." He smiled at her and it gave her reassurance. Without further hesitation, she signed her name on his family scroll and Kabuto rolled the two back up.

Everyone cheered and whistled as the couple sealed their new-founded marriage with a kiss. Tayuya even cried for her friend a little. Then, Kabuto brought out the many delightful dishes and refreshments for the ninja to feast on. Hinata received a plate, but did not touch her food.

"Are you not hungry, Hinata?" her husband asked, placing a hand on her tiny shoulder.

"I-I'm sorry... I'm not very hungry." She smiled up at him, and at that moment she looked utterly and completely adorable. So innocent and pure. He couldn't wait to take it all away from her.

"Neither am I..." Extending a hand, he lifted her out of her chair and pulled her close. "..Shall we call it a day, my dear?"

Hinata's heart stopped beating before it jumped back into action and quickly spend up. She knew he could see the blush that spread throughout her face as she stared up at him with her large, shy eyes. His hands caressed the small of her back and, breathlessly, she decided, "Yes. Let's."

It was barely time to call it a day. It was still early afternoon. But still, they had silently left their party to walk down the cold hallways to end up at his -their- bedroom.

They stepped inside and, just as the night before, Orochimaru locked the door. Only this time, it was for an entirely different reason. The awkward tension hovered over the room, hot and thick.

"Hinata. Look at me." Her husband's voice was soft, but demanding, forcing her to slowly turn and face him. To look in his golden, snake-like eyes. He gazed deeply into her eyes and began to step forward. He walked so confidently, as if nothing could stop what was eventually coming for the both of them that night. Hinata wanted to shrink away at that moment. She wanted to look away, but he held her gaze hard and firm, almost like he had her in a trance. She barely noticed he was directly in front of her until he knelt down, as he did the day she first met him, and kissed her. She blushed, placing her hands on his neck and kissing him back. "I love you." He stated between another series of kisses.

Instead of sadness or being confused, she hummed happily and accepted him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he deepened the kiss, nibbling lightly on her lower lip. Her heart beat faster as she opened her mouth to him, allowing him to lovingly explore every inch of it. He grunted in pleasure, inviting her to join in. But she was too shy, breaking the kiss to turn her head, blushing a deep scarlet. "I-I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, Hinata. You'll learn." He kissed her cheek and she smiled shyly at him, her fingers tangling in his hair playfully. In one careful swoop, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to their bed, where he layed her down gently, her head cradled by the pillows. He backed away then. Hinata was going to ask him what he was doing, but raised a finger to his lips, urging her to be silent. So she obeyed, watching his hands as they lowered, moving to untie the sash that was wrapped around his waist.

Hinata's mouth suddenly began to dry. She couldn't blink, couldn't breathe, couldn't move. She didn't dare to. She was waiting for what he would do, what would happen. She watched the sash fall, allowing the robe to fall open. Immediately, her eyes traveled the path of the opening robe, resting over his masculine chest and flat stomach before stopping at his hips, where a visible pair of boxers covered his private parts from her curious view. Slowly, he let the robes fall from his shoulders to pile on the floor around him softly. Hinata glanced back up at his face, to see he was still staring at her with his lust-filled gaze. Suddenly remembering she needed oxygen to live, she inhaled, swallowing the dry lump in her throat.

Orochimaru climbed onto the bed, crawling on his hands and knees before he was hovering above her, his weight resting on his arms as he leaned his head forward for a chaste kiss. Hinata placed her hands around his neck when his lips left her mouth to descend lower, covering her neck as he had before that day in the forest. He licked and nibbled and sucked her sensitive skin until the skin became a deep browny-purple color. Pleased with his markings, his mouth descended lower to kiss and nibble at her collarbone that wasn't covered by her kimono. Hinata's mouth formed a small smile as every brush of his mouth sent shivers down her spine and tickled her all at the same time.

Orochimaru gave on final kiss to her neck before giving attention to her mouth once again. It was deep and passionate, successfully distracting her from his hand that went to untie her own sash. Hinata was thankful for the distraction. It helped her calm down, even though there was no way to stop the racing of her heart and the anticipation her body and mind were going through. After a few seconds of fidgeting with the annoying tie, he finally had it loose. Breaking the kiss, he backed up so his head was leaning over her barely clothed chest.

The robe had not parted completely, only giving him a good look at her cleavage and part of her belly. The sannin smiled and kissed her there, between her breasts and then uncovered them completely. Orochimaru already knew what her breasts looked like, for he had seen them before. Hinata knew this as well. But still, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and insecure, exposed like that in front of the man she loved. She made a move to cover herself, but Orochimaru took her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head. "You have no reason to be embarrassed." Still, she was. But she watched in silent awe as his head bent down to kiss the underside of one breast, his nose gently brushing against her nipple. Hinata made a sound between pleasure and embarrassment, enjoying the feel of his mouth on her chest. He continued to lavish her chest with kisses and soon she wasn't protesting anymore.

"Y-You can let go o-of my hands, now. I'm comfortable n-now." Orochimaru nodded and let her hands go. His own traveled down her cheek to her her neck, and down the middle of her chest before resting on her still clothed hip while his other remained beside her, preventing his weight to stay off of her.

"Then you're going to love this," he smirked before his tongue snaked out to take a long lick across her nipple. Not expecting action, Hinata gasped, arching under his machinations. His tongue took long, slow licks and then swirked around the tiny nub before he engulfed it in his mouth and began to suck and nibble. Hinata moaned; she began to feel herself become aroused as the place between her legs began to drum in the same beat as her heart, sending a particular wetness inside her, threatening to come out.

Orochimaru moved on to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment he had given the other. Hinata closed her eyes, loving the feeling it was giving her. His hand rested on her ribs to brush the sides of her before uncovering a little more of her and resting on her stomach and then her hips yet again. She felt his long hair on her bare stomach and her muscles clenched, being tickled on her overly sensitized skin. Her hands came down to rest on his shoulders, massaging them with her tiny fingers as his tongue lapped at her like a cat. "O-Orochimaru..." she breathed out his name, the only name she ever wanted to call out. Hearing this, he smirked, knowing his effects on her. He loved hearing her whisper his name in pleasure. It sent little currents of pleasure from his heart, down his stomach, to rest at his groin, witch was growing more and more thick with need for her. She seemed ready enough. It was time to move forward.

He left her chest and licked and nipped down her belly, allowing her some rest from the torment of his teasing. "You're so beautiful, Hinata... I can barely contain my need for you." She blushed. He was straight-forward, not hiding his arousal from her. "I wonder what you taste like, Hinata." His hand brushed up and down her uncovered thigh, getting closer and closer to her burning arousal. Hinata didn't dare open her eyes to look at him. She was too embarrassed; his words only made her arousal deepen. "Shall I find out?" Without a second thought, the last of her kimono was uncovered, revealing her pussy to his hungry gaze. "Hinata, you naughty girl. Where are your panties?" As if to prove his point that he was wearing none, his hand covered the mound of flesh, applying a little pressure to her most sensitive spot, making a loud moan escape her throat.

"...T-Tayuya...!" was all she manged to say between gasps and sounds of pleasure as he rubbed her clit, swollen and wet with her need.

"I see. Remind me to thank her later..." He took his hands off of her and she felt his weight retreat to the end of the bed. She felt her legs being pried open and she allowed them to be, spreading them slightly so that she was now lying on her back, her legs bent at the knees and only her heels making contact with the blankets. Wondering what was going on, she slowly opened her eyes to the sight of Orochimaru's head dipping down to kiss the inside of her thigh. His eyes were on hers yet again, not letting up his stare. Just like before, she was in a sort of trance, not able to look away. "You know, Hinata, I'm not like other guys. My tongue can do something... special."

"?" What can it do? She didn't know.

He chuckled at the bewilderment on her face. "Here, I'll show you..." He opened his mouth, letting his tongue slither out once again. His gaze stayed on her face and watched as Hinata's eyes widened. She watched in amazement as his tongue fell past his lips, his chin, even her thighs, elongating to a length she could never have imagined a tongue being. The tongue fell until it was level with her pussy all the while his head stayed a little above her knees, his smoldering gaze burning holes on her face. It was all so intimate and dirty, the look in his eyes. It made her quiver beneath him.

Hinata arched her back and cried out suddenly as that tongue pushed between her vaginal lips. He licked her up and down, mixing her own wetness with his saliva. He lapped at her pussy like a giant cat, using the flat of his tongue to make long, hot strokes, sending wave after wave of pleasure up and down her entire being, never letting up. Even as his tongue pressed closer and deeper, sending her on a roller coaster of need that left her moaning his name, over and over again, she kept her gaze rested on his. Finally, it became too much. "Please... Orochimaru... I need more...!"

His tongue retreated back into his mouth and she watched him close his eyes as he swallowed her juices that lingered on his tongue, savoring the flavor of her. "You taste delicious, Hinata~" His words practically came out as moans, making Hinata blush. "You could easily get me addicted." After a short silence, he descended his entire mouth upon her, licking around her entrance as his teeth gently scraped against her sensitive bud. Hinata cried out, moving her hips off of the bed, closer to his mouth. Orochimaru grinned and sucked, enjoying the slight tremor that coursed through her. "...This is going to hurt just a little, Hinata. But it will get better, don't worry..."

Hinata trusted him. She knew he would never hurt her on purpose. So she relaxed and closed her eyes, awaiting the inevitable pain.

Orochimaru placed his tongue at her entrance and carefully began to push through, inch by inch, getting thicker and stretching her even further the deeper he went until her could go no further. He had to be a good nine inches inside of her. Hinata winced and tried to suppress the tears that stung her eyes. It hurt. A LOT. Almost as much as when her father had taken her virginity so rough and forcefully. But this was nothing like that; Orochimaru was loving and kind to her. She knew that it only hurt because she was still not used to sex, never having completed it (or, at least, she didn't think he had finished. She really hoped not.). As if to comfort her, since he could not speak, the raven-haired sannin massaged the underside of her thighs, trying to make her forget about the pain. But after a while, it died down a little and she nodded for him to go on.

Slowly, he removed his muscle out of her, almost completely, before pushing it back in; this intrusion almost as painful as the last. It happened again and again, until the pain eventually died down completely and went away altogether. The sensation that replaced the pain was pleasure, as he quickened his pace slightly and drove the muscle into her again and again, filling her as much as he could. He wanted to let her get used to him before he actually took her, so that he would not have to hold back. But it was hard holding back for just now, hearing Hinata's heavy breathing and ineligible words of pleasure she was spewing as his tongue fucked her swiftly. But not fast. Just a nice, middle-speed.

Hinata began to move her hips in time with his tongue as she began to reach new peaks of pleasure. Her stomach had began to tighten and she could feel her orgasm bulking up inside of her, ready to be released. "...Just... a little more..! ...I'm almost there..!.." She breathed, barely audible, but he heard it. Increasing his speed, he touched her inner walls in ways that made her shudder continuously and his teeth continued to scrape across her mound. At a faster and faster rate, the pleasure built up inside of her until it finally spilled over, filling Orochimaru's mouth with a rush of warm liquid. Absolutely spent, Hinata layed flat on the bed, trying to catch her breath as best as she could.

Orochimaru crawled back up her body and gazed lovingly down at her. All she could do was offer him a lazy smile with heated cheeks, in her tired state. Her husband chuckled and laid next to her, wrapping his muscular arms around her lithe waist. "And that was only my tongue, my dear." Hinata layed her head against his chest as they entwined their legs, laying in absolute comfort. Or, at least, Hinata was. Orochimaru, on the other hand, was very uncomfortable. Hinata could feel his thick length poking at her thigh and it made her nervous. From where she layed she stared at it, unable to erase it from her mind. She rubbed her hand lightly over his flat stomach, drifting closer and closer to the body part as she stared, seemingly unnoticed that her body was trying to get neat it. Orochimaru was very aware of everything she was doing. Leaning in close to her ear, he whispered in a husky voice, "Touch me."

"But... What if I'm bad at it?" She thought aloud, never ceasing the movement of her hand over him, getting painfully close.

"Then you'll get better. Practice makes perfect." She thought about it for a long while. "Do you remember how good it felt to have me touch you, to be inside of you?" She nodded, the memories making her face heat up. "Well you can touch me, too. And I will feel just as much pleasure from it." Hinata was hesitant, but her fingers slowly began to drift lower, until they disappeared under Orochimaru's boxers, stopping right above his aching member. "It's okay," he reassured her, and it gave her the slight confidence to go forward.

Slowly, Hinata's delicate fingers made contact with the sannin's member, the pads of her fingers running over it softly. He let out a hiss of approval and she smiled inwardly. What she was doing was apparently pleasurable to him, like he had told her. She wrapped her fingers around the base and moved it up along the entirety of him, feeling him get thicker as she went along. He felt like nothing she had ever touched before. He was straight and hard in her hand, but soft to the touch at the same time. It was a strange feeling, but definitely not a bad one. Hinata quite enjoyed the feel of him beneath her hand. She found the flared head and touched the tip, feeling the wetness that it held and the pearly drops that traced their way down him, onto her hand.

Orochimaru tightened his hold around her waist, trying to control himself. Her touches, so innocent, so shy, were lighting him on fire. His fingers dug into her sides to the point of practically bruising as her little hand rose and fell, went up and down, tightening and relaxing around him constantly. Hinata winced, but eventually relaxed and welcomed it. She didn't want to stop. The heated look on his face and the way his member grew and pulsed beneath her were mesmerizing and she loved every minute of it. His precum fell down the length of him constantly, getting her hand slippery, making it easier to maneuver around his shaft as she worked her magic on him. Orochimaru threw his head back, his breaths coming out as hisses between clenched teeth. "Faster," came the growl of lust that was his voice. Hinata's heart pounded inside of her ribs as the word met her ears. She craned her neck to place a kiss upon his own before complying to his gruff demands.

Orochimaru could barely contain himself, he was so close. This was her first time but Kami if she wasn't a natural at it already. He wondered if it ran in her family...

"...Hinata..! ..Just a.. little more-! I'm.. almost..." Before he could finish the sentence, the words faded away into silent oblivion, never to be heard. His legs shook, his back arched, he grip on her loosened and trembled. Hinata watched his face- with his closed eyes and parted mouth- with a mixture between awe and interest in her eyes. He looked so peaceful yet so tired. The way his lashes fanned his heated cheeks and his tongue came to lap at his dry lips as his body relaxed into hers was so beautiful. So new. She didn't know whether she should have felt happy or dirty for what she had done. But she had no time to think further on the subject ans Orochimaru threaded his fingerss through her hair, bringing her face to his for a deep and lazy kiss. A kiss of utter contemptment. Satisfaction.

But he was far from contempt and satisfied.

In one swift movement, he had flipped their positions so that his virgin bride was below him as he lay above her, kissing her passionately as her arms encircled his waist. In just a matter of seconds, the Hyuuga could feel her husband's erection, full and hard and moist, pressing against her once again. They parted lips but for a moment to catch their breath. Orochimaru lifted himself off of her slightly, pulling her legs apart so that his hips laid perfectly on top of hers. He ground his erection against her freshly wettened clit, drawing a long, airy moan from his lover. He groaned a silent approval and claimed her mouth oce again before taking his hands from her hair to firmly grip her butt as he swiftly and perfectly thrusted inside of her. Hinata's cry of surprise and pleasure went muffled by the sannin's mouth, his tongue invading hers much like the way his dick did as it plummeted slowly and deeply over and over again, driving her mad with pleasure. His body swallowed her, allowing her little room to move around in pleasure, as she desperately wanted to. Instead, all she could do was grip his back and shoulders, making muffled moans as he thrusted into her.

Hinata's pussy was wet and tight and hot, making it harder and harder for him to control himself. He didn't want to go slow. He wanted to take her faster and harder. He wanted to wreck her. To destroy her. As bad as the thought sounded, it only made him harder; his desire to get-off even larger. But it was Hinata's first time. We had to go slow; let her revel in the sensation of being completely filled, over and over until the pleasure became too much and she exploded. He inner mucles began to tighten around him and he knew then that she was close. He took his mouth off of her, choosing to bite and kiss her chest and neck instead. Instantly, her needy moans filled his ears, their room, and, he thought dirtily, the entire estate. He wanted it. He wanted the world to hear them fucking. So that everyone knew she was his. HIS. With that thought in mind, he lifted her ass off of the bed a little, angling her just right so that he hit every inner spot that made her go wild.

Hinata's mouth fell open as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her with every stroke of her lover's dick inside of her. She knew that her moans and breath were getting louder and louder,but she couldn't stop. His mouth on her neck made her entire body tingle and his cock within her made her twitch and heat up to levels so high she thought she'd have a stroke. Her nails dug into his skin and drew blood. She could feel the drops fall down his muscular sides and onto her arms. She arched her back, feeling her orgasm about to hit within seconds.

"Hinata. Say my name. Tell me who loves you." He deliberately stopped all movement of his lower body, drawing an adorably desperate pout on Hinata's face. She was desperate for release, but he wouldn't give it to her. Not just yet. He wanted to hear his name on her lips as she came.

"What-?" She tried to gather the fragments of her mind that were scattered.

He bent his head, taking a nipple into his hot mouth, deliberately teasing her. He felt her pussy muscles twitch around him and he smirked. She gasped out, trying to buck her hips. But his weight on her prevented it. One of his hands slithered down her sided and squeezed her petite ass before sliding across her flat stomach and resting on her clit above where they were connected. Using his thumb, he pressed between her vaginal lips, rubbing the sensitive bundle of flesh beneath in slow circles, making her legs twitch.

"Please..!" She asked desperately. He merely smirked and moved to her other nipple.

"Say my name, Hinata. I want you to say it as I make you cum..." He said it so calm and unrushed as if neither of them were so close to release. As if they had all of the time in the world. She nodded and he began again, thrusting deeply into her, reigniting the fire an all the while keeping his thumb moving between her lips. Hinata's pussy tightened around his cock it was almost unable to go back inside the final time as her orgasm hit her hard. "Oh, Orochimaru-!" She called out his name loudly, arching her back. The sound of his name as she came did it for Orochimaru. Her orgasm milked his own; his release tiring and fulfilling.

He moved to lay beside her on the bed, both of them spralwed out and panting.

Satisfied.

Out of nowhere, he heard Hinata giggle. "What?" He asked.

"Haha. Oh, it's nothing... I was just thinking."

"Of what?"

"I was thinking that Sakura and Ino would be really jealous. They are always competing for guys, but none of them has ever actually had a boyfriend. All the while, I'm over here, with you, losing my virginity."

"And you find that funny?" He rolled over onto his side so look her in the eyes. She did the same, gazing into his serious was amusement and seriousness all at once within them. And, she noted in the last moment, lust.

Her pearl eyes reflected all of his emotions and instantly there was sexual energy sparking invisibly around them. "...No. Not at all." He voice was serious. Inviting. "I really enjoyed it. I enjoy you." She shuffled closer to him, wrapping her fingers around his neck and kissing him tenerly on the cheek, leaving a damp circle.

At that moment, Orochimaru knew. He simply just knew.

He loved her.

"Lets get some sleep." He turned her around and encircled his arms around her waist, their legs tangled and cock pressing on the curve of her bottom.

They closed their eyes but both of them knew that they wouldn't be getting much sleep.

A/N: Yay! I have finally graduated high school! And to celebrate, I have given you this amazing chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it! I took alot of time thinking it out and even more time writing it. I'll have A LOT more free time to write chapters, so good for us! haha

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