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Sweet Temptations
Chapter Eleven: Asphyxia Fixation
"Well, I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that there is still a leak somewhere in the building and we haven't been able to locate it's exact area yet to fix it. So unfortunately, you will not be able to return to your apartment for at least another day or two. But the good news is that you will receive a 25% off coupon to Ichiraku's Ramen for your troubles!"
Hinata stared at the building manager with disbelief. Did he really think that a lousy coupon would make her feel better about the situation? "B-But..."
"Aww, too bad. Looks like you'll have to stay with me for a bit longer," Hidan said with a smirk as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. They were currently standing in front of her apartment building, where they had been stopped by a security guard before the manager seemed to scurry out from behind a bush.
"Yes, you can stay with your boyfriend in the meantime," the man chimed in cheerfully. "I can tell that he's taking good care of you."
Hinata blushed, nervously poking her fingers together. "H-He's...n-not..." She trailed off, thinking about what Hidan really was to her. He couldn't be called her boyfriend, considering their relationship hadn't reached that state, and he didn't seem like to the type to be into that type of commitment in the first place. So what was he? Her lover? My boss, she hopelessly reminded herself.
"I'm sure your apartment will be fine by tomorrow night," the manager added. "With any luck at least."
"Well, you heard the man," Hidan spoke up, a smug grin on his face. "Let's go." He took hold of Hinata's hand and tugged her away from the building.
Hinata sighed, not even trying to resist. "He was so calm and casual about it, too... He could've at least pretended to be sympathetic."
"He did pretend," the older man replied with a snicker. "He just did a shitty job of it. But you gotta give him credit for trying. And he even offered you that awesome coupon," he added sarcastically.
"Discounted ramen doesn't really make up for the inconvenience," she mused.
Hidan gave her hand a squeeze. "I know what will make you feel better."
Hinata looked at him warily. "What?"
"You'll see," he answered vaguely, giving away no further information as they reached his car.
"I was afraid you were going to say that..."
They arrived back Hidan's house soon after, with the hot-tempered male driving as recklessly as usual. Hinata had kept her eyes shut for the majority of the drive, too petrified to watch the crazy maneuvers that Hidan somehow managed to pull off. They miraculously made it there without getting into a car accident, narrowly missing the mailbox in the process.
Hidan parked in his driveway, then turned off the ignition. He noticed how pale Hinata's face was and gave her cheek a gentle stroke with the back of his index finger. "You alright? You're fucking white as a ghost."
"I-I'm fine," she squeaked, shakily opening her door as she waited for her anxiety to subside. She wondered how many more car rides she would be able to endure with that man. Behind the wheel, he must have felt invincible or something. Either that or he just didn't care about the risks. Probably both.
The couple entered the house and Hidan carelessly tossed his keys onto the small table by the door. He smirked to himself, reveling the fact that Hinata wouldn't be able to leave until at least tomorrow. Maybe even Monday morning if it did take maintenance two days to fix the leak.
"So...what were you referring to earlier?" Hinata asked him. "When you said that you would know what would make me feel better..."
"Oh, that. Yeah, I remember. Instead of me telling you, let's go to the same room that we were in yesterday. The one where I handcuffed you to the bed," he added, causing her face to darken with a blush.
Hinata's heart skipped a beat. Back to that same room? What was he planning? She remembered the whips, chains, other items she'd seen in that trunk. Was he going to use those?
"Don't look so scared," he whispered into her ear. "I think you'll like it."
Despite her nervousness, she was rather curious to find out what he was referring to. She couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement, as he always kept her guessing.
Once they'd reached the room, Hidan wasted no time in pulling Hinata's dark blue blouse right off of her, tossing it aside. Hinata's bra-clad chest was exposed for the man's greedy violet eyes to wander over. She was wearing a lacy red bra that he had purchased for her from that lingerie shop. He knew damn well that the matching panties were what she was wearing under that skirt of hers.
Hinata moaned when Hidan bent down to kiss her shoulder, his fingers tugging one of her bra straps down. She brought her hands to his waist to brace herself when he nipped at her bare shoulder, and she grabbed the bottom of his shirt. Hidan allowed her to pull it off of him, amused to see that she was not hesitating to unbuckle his belt this time around. She was getting more daring, whether she realized it or not.
With a trembling hand, the young woman unzipped her boss's pants and gingerly slid her hand inside. She felt the throbbing organ between his legs, only concealed by his thin boxers. Hidan groaned in pleasure when she began to rub his member, and he slid other bra strap down. Her breasts swelled above the cups, tormenting the older male. A few light bruises remained on her throat and near her collarbone, showcasing the previous assaults from the lustful man.
Still rubbing Hidan's stiff manhood, Hinata used her free hand to slid her skirt down her supple hips and carefully stepped out of them. She could feel his boxers gradually dampen and she stopped stroking him long enough to pull his pants and underwear down.
The silver-haired man was surprised when she forced him to sit down on the edge of the bed and watched as she got onto her knees in front of him. He threw his head back and groaned again when she took his penis into her mouth. Hinata moved her head back and forth, her tongue running over his sensitive tip. She lapped at the pre-cum that dripped from the tiny slit, causing Hidan to buck.
"Oh, fuck..." He closed his eyes, thoroughly enjoying the treatment.
After only a few more seconds, to Hidan's mild disappointment, Hinata stopped what she was doing. However, he was immediately elated when Hinata stood up and shyly reached behind her to unclip her bra. Hidan took the opportunity to hastily remove the rest of his clothing, discarding everything onto the floor.
The indigo-haired woman removed her red panties just as her lover finished undressing as well. She modestly hugged herself, though doing so hardly did anything to cover her. The large mounds on her chest were still entirely exposed, and Hidan couldn't help but notice how hard her pink nipples had become.
Hinata squeaked in surprise when the man grabbed her shoulders and forced her to lie back onto the bed. Pinning her arms above her head, Hidan straddled her naked body, his pulsating member pressed up against her. He gazed down at her, a devious expression on his handsome face.
"Now...what was I planning to do again...?" Hidan lowered his face down, lightly brushing his lips against hers. "I can't seem to fucking remember..."
Hinata moaned, writhing beneath him weakly as his cock twitched against her stomach. He was taunting her, making her that much more anxious. "P-Please don't tease me..."
"I'm not teasing," he unconvincingly responded. "I really can't remember what the hell I wanted to do to you." The smug look plastered on his face spoke for itself.
"H-Hidan-Sama..." Hinata squirmed again as the man shifted himself so that he was now positioned between her legs.
Hidan released his hold on her arms, using both of his hands to grope her breasts. His cock brushed up against her wet entrance, signalling that he was more than ready. With one swift movement, Hidan was inside of his assistant, his member sliding in and out of her hot tightness.
"Oh!" Hinata clutched onto his shoulders, arching her back a bit while he continued to play with her chest. Her fingernails dug into him when he pinched her nipples, her whimpers silenced by his rough kisses.
The man kept up with his rhythmic movements, his pleasure steadily increasing with each thrust. He let go of her breasts and carefully slid one hand under Hinata's head while he kissed her. His tongue played with hers, each of them softly nipping at the others lips.
"Hit me if you want me to stop what I'm about to do," he hissed into her ear.
What's he talking ab- Hinata's thoughts were cut off when she felt Hidan wrap his other hand around her throat, stunning her. Being careful not to apply too much pressure, Hidan squeezed gently, decreasing the amount of air she was able to take in. Hinata's eyes had widened a bit, and she stared up at him with mild shock. Rather than being overcome with anxiety or fear, she felt something else course through her system, almost like a rush of adrenaline. It was desire. She liked having his firm hand around her throat, much to her own surprise. Hidan quickly noticed this, pleased at how she was enjoying his roughness. He continued to thrust in and out of her, his movements gradually becoming more vigorous.
Hinata gazed up at him, her lavender eyes half-lidded in an unintentionally seductive manner. "H-Harder..." she moaned. "Please..."
With a smirk, Hidan did as she requested, both increasing his speed and putting a bit more pressure around her delicate throat. He crashed his lips against hers, slamming into her soaked entrance as his lust seem to sky-rocket. The fact that his innocent little assistant had practically begged him to pound into her made it even better. He honestly hadn't expected the reaction he'd received from her, as she seemed much too fragile for something so rough. Looks certainly could be deceiving, and all for the better in his opinion.
Hinata wrapped her legs around his waist, her breathing shallow as the asphyxiation began to take more of a toll. Despite the fogginess that was gradually forming in her head, the adrenaline in her body gave her a rush of sheer ecstasy. Her nails raked down Hidan's back, and she smiled to herself when he tightened her throat just a bit more. It was amazing.
Hidan began to use both of his hands on her neck, slowly increasing the amount of pressure he used. As much as it turned him on, he didn't want to accidentally kill her by mistake. Nevertheless, Hinata showed no signs of wanting him to stop or to even ease up. The haziness clouding her mind allowed her to relax on the mattress, her arms growing slack and falling to her sides. She shivered and let out a weak gasp when the silver-haired man bit at a small part of her neck that had been left exposed. Her eyes felt heavier, though she fought to keep herself from shutting down. She was getting so close.
"Oh, fuck..." Hidan growled, the bed shaking while he thrust in and out of her. He kissed her quivering lips, barely feeling the minimal exhales coming from Hinata. She was going to pass out soon if he either didn't let up or finish the job. He chose to go with the latter, as the look on her face convinced him not to ease up on the asphyxiation. Adding just a bit more pressure to her throat to intensify things, he went all out and slammed into the petite woman with all he had.
Hinata's legs had slackened around his waist, and she gradually slipped in and out of darkness. Not yet. Just a bit longer... Her eyes closed, and she could vaguely feel Hidan's lips against hers. Her walls clenched around his throbbing member just as she reached her peak, and she let out a nearly inaudible squeak. She shuddered lightly, the darkness beginning to take over as she lay there in complete bliss. Seconds before she would've blacked out, Hidan released her throat just as he exploded deep inside of her.
Hinata let in a sharp intake of air, followed by panting as she was finally able to take in oxygen. Her lover filled her up with his warm fluids, his own breathing a bit sporadic. Damn, that was good, he absently thought to himself as he spurted out the last of his seed. Hidan gently caressed Hinata's cheek with the pad of his thumb, waiting for her to slow her breathing.
"You okay?" he asked after a few moments. "I didn't hurt fucking hurt you, did I?"
She briefly shook her head. "N-No, I'm fine."
"Good. You seemed to like that I noticed," Hidan pointed out with a snicker, causing her to blush. "Never would've expected that."
Me either, Hinata thought to herself. I wonder if that's normal. Maybe I should go see a therapist about this...
"Um...welll...I..." She was at a loss for words, unable to come up with anything to say in response.
"You don't need to be embarrassed," Hidan remarked, smirking down at her. "Plenty of people like to be choked. You just happen to be one of them. It's not as weird as you're probably thinking." He leaned down to kiss her, gently removing himself from her when they parted again.
Hinata sighed softly and closed her eyes again. That had taken more out of her than she'd anticipated. Why the hell was she always so exhausted after every time she and Hidan did anything? As usual, he seemed to have a hell of a lot more energy than she did. Then again, he hadn't been the one who's air supply had been cut off.
"Feeling light-headed?" he asked her, on his knees beside her.
"A little," she admitted sleepily. "Is that normal?"
"Yeah, but you'll be fine in a few minutes." Hidan gathered her into his arms bridal style and got off the bed. He carried her petite form out of the room and headed towards his bedroom. "It's still early Hina-Chan, so I would try not to pass out just yet," he said with a smirk.
Hinata shyly peeked up at him, her cheeks pink. "I-I'm not trying to pass out. I'm just...a little worn out..."
"Heh, I'll bet. I'm too fucking lazy to leave the house again. So we'll just relax for the rest of the day. I'll order us some food for dinner and have it delivered here." Hidan made it to his room and gently set Hinata down onto the bed.
His assistant tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Umm, Hidan-Sama? I-Instead of you buying food again...um...I can cook something for us..."
He quirked an eyebrow and smirked. "You know how to cook?"
"Y-Yes," she murmured, dropping her gaze as he stared at her intently. "Would you like that?"
"Oh, I would. But the truth is, I really don't have a whole lot of shit to work with since I kind of suck at the whole cooking concept. If it can't be thrown into a microwave or right into the oven, I don't want to fuck with it. So for tonight, we'll order out and then tomorrow, we can go to the store and you can cook me the best meal of my life," he challenged.
Hinata grew nervous. "Oh, I don't know if it'll be the best you've ever had...but I'm sure that you'll like it..." Hopefully if he's not too picky.
"Alright, I'll hold you to it." The man tugged on a pair of black sweatpants, not bothering with a shirt or any underwear. He tossed a silky light blue nightie over to Hinata, as well as a pair of matching panties.
The indigo-haired woman reluctantly put the revealing sleepwear on, embarrassed that the tiny nightgown barely covered her panties. The thin spaghetti straps and low-cut neckline did little to keep any of her assets concealed.
Hidan grinned wickedly at her appearance, and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I really don't get why you're so damn modest. You look fucking adorable. I could just bend you over and fuck you all over again," he added, teasingly slipping one of the straps off her shoulder.
"I-I think I need a little more time to recover," Hinata softly protested, shrugging the strap back up. "J-Just please don't make me answer the door in this if you do plan on ordering out..."
"I don't know, the delivery guy might like these more than a cash tip," he remarked, poking her breasts.
She jerked and covered her chest with her hands, her entire face turning red. "I-I don't th-think so!"
Hidan snickered. "If only you knew..."
The couple headed downstairs to the living room, where Hidan allowed Hinata to rest on one of the couches while he went over to the bar to make them each a drink.
"U-Um, Hidan-Sama? I, uh, have a really low alcohol tolerance," Hinata murmured as she watched him. "So p-please, not too much alcohol."
"No such thing as too much alcohol," he replied carelessly as he walked over with two glasses. "Besides, we're not going anywhere, so it's fine if we get a little on the trashed side. Are you afraid of puking or something? Because I have a bucket here for those types of emergencies."
Now even more humiliated, Hinata vigorously shook her head. "No! I just...um...don't want to do anything that I might regret..."
"Like what?" Hidan plunked his ass down on the couch beside her. "Like dry-humping me? Because I don't think I'll mind that too much," he added with a suggestive smile.
"J-Just forget it," she murmured, taking her drink from him and bringing it to her lips. "Y-You're right, I think I'll be fine." She took a sip from the glass and grimaced, realizing just how strong he had made the drink.
Hidan finished his off in one quick gulp, as if it had simply been water. He watched with amusement as Hinata took another small sip, who was trying her hardest to endure the bitter taste.
"Good, huh?" He picked up the remote and turned the television on. "Let's watch a fucking movie. Hopefully there's something halfway decent on..."
"Alright." Another sip, another grimace from the young woman. How did he manage to gulp it down like it was nothing? Unbelievable.
"Oh, this one looks good," Hidan interrupted her thoughts as he settled on a movie. "Fine with you?"
Upon noticing that it was a horror film, Hinata immediately gulped down half of her drink, resisting the urge to gag at the taste. She knew damn well that she would need the alcohol in her system to get her through that movie.
Within twenty minutes, Hinata was already a shaking mess, watching the disgustingly gory scenes by peeking through her fingers. She whimpered when the character on-screen was slowly decapitated with a hand-saw and she buried her face in Hidan's shoulder. With that arrogant smirk on his face, Hidan gathered her into his arms and moved her so that she was sitting sideways on his lap. Hinata hid her face in his chest, welcoming his comforting hold. The alcohol hadn't done much to dull her senses enough to the point where the bloody scenes wouldn't faze her as much and she was too petrified to get up and make herself another drink. Even when she stopped looking at the screen, she could still hear the sickening sounds that made her shake.
"It's only a movie," the silver-haired man teased, gently stroking her hair as he contently watched the torture scene. He'd purposely chosen that type of movie, knowing damn well that she couldn't stand them. It was all part of his plan to get even closer to her, and it sure as hell was working.
Hinata didn't respond, only keeping her face hidden in his broad chest, clinging onto him as if she was afraid he would let her go. Noticing this, Hidan carefully but firmly tilted her face up so that she was gazing up at him with tear-filled eyes. Feeling a sympathetic tug at his heart, he brought his lips to hers for a passionate kiss. He held onto her tighter, cradling her on his lap while he distracted her from the carnage playing on the TV.
With a soft moan, Hinata gazed into his violet eyes, unable to look away. As Hidan continued to hold her and comfort her, a realization suddenly became evident with the young woman; she was falling in love with her boss. And, unbeknownst to her, the older male was having similar thoughts.
Yeah, I decided to add in a little more romance instead of just flat-out sex. There's one more lemony chapter coming up and then I'll be getting back on track with the actual important storyline, haha. Anyway, I hoped you like it, so leave a review and I should have the next chapter ready in about a week.