Title: Blandishments
Summary: She was really laying it on thick.
Pairing: IbikiIno
Rating: T
Notes: This would be a continuation of Little Finger.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Ibiki briefly wondered if he should tell Inoichi that his teenaged daughter was trying in earnest to seduce him.

The girl had spirit, he had to give her that. And more of a stomach by half than most of her kunoichi peers; those little girls Ino hung out with, the pink-haired medic, the Hyuuga heiress, and possible the weapons mistress as well would either have not given Ibiki the time of day or been too intimidated by him to approach him in such a manner.

Ino was the embodiment of sensuality among the kunoichi of Konohagakure. Ibiki couldn't remember the last time a kunoichi had been ready and willing to seduce her way into a decent position in the Interrogation unit, just for the heck of it. Ino was singular among the young girls in the shinobi ranks in that she actually wasn't afraid to use her body to get what she wanted (When, When, Ibiki despaired, had the Konoha kunoichi become such prudes?).

She was very skilled it was true, but there was something missing. Ino was…unpracticed. Ibiki blamed this on the fact that the only two women in Ino's life who could have taught her how to seduce and pleasure a man was the straight-laced mother of her teammate and her shy, modest medical trainer, neither of whom had had the best experience with seduction missions.

Yamanaka Ino was practically throwing herself at him. She was good at it, but she didn't know where to stop. She lacked subtlety, didn't know how to tone down her advances, had no basis for comparison to gauge how far was far enough.

Ibiki didn't mind. She was young; there was still time. Unlike Haruno Sakura, whose looks would grow less vivid as she grew into adulthood, unlike Hyuuga Hinata who would grow more stately but not more beautiful, and unlike Tenten who had never been beautiful to begin with but was simply become more of a woman, Yamanaka Ino possessed that which became more enticing as she ceased being a girl and grew into womanhood.

Ino was worth teaching. And Ibiki was an old hand at the teaching of such things. The girl had expressed herself willing, and for Ibiki, it was a diversion. It had been a long time since such a lovely young girl actually in possession of a multi-faceted mind had shown such enthusiasm for the craft.

Inoichi didn't have to know. It was his fault for coddling his daughter so much, anyway.