CHAPTER 25

In Bed

He widened his eyes, and stood completely still, having no idea how to react right now, and looking at her once she spoke into her eyes to confirm that what he had heard was not a fabric of his imagination. Whatever or whoever was out there was real, and it seems it was going close...

"Sister...? Are you there, are you awake?"

*RECAP OVER*

Hinata's little sister Hanabi was the one to open her door. The unlocked door. The door that Hinata told Menma to close. The door that Menma didn't lock. Both cocked their heads to the side in disappointment. Menma stared at Hinata's bitter face that is formed into a adorable pout. The girl under him want to vent how he much of an idiot he is, but the girl would never have the guts to look him down with hurtful words. The best that she could do is possibly ignore him for a week.

The two somehow dived under the blankets and balled themselves together before Hanabi peeked her head through the door. Menma's chest and below pressed against Hinata's pushy body. She couldn't relax her body when he breathed against her neck. Her legs kept on quivering that Menma had to tangled his legs with hers. Under that small dark space that they caved themselves in, Hinata looked at him with anxious snuggled closer to her. Stretching his lips to kiss the very tip of her nose. Hinata calmly released a sigh through her nose.

When the floor creaked closer and closer, the two tensed up. No possible movement would alert Hanabi that her older sister is awake. The steps paddled the floor towards the right side of Hinata's bad. Shifting and rustling noises came from Hinata's side dresser. The naked girl wonder what her sister is getting from her dresser.

Menma accidentally shifted his camped hips to stroke his penis against her thigh. Hinata gasped. The feeling of his warmth member send an arouse sensation through the Hyuga. She held onto Menma tightly, hiding her flushed face between his neck and shoulder. Her feminine parts also made a spark flow through Menma's veins. Slowly his long organ harden while Hinata had trouble not to arch her back. A surprised gasp from her lips made Hanabi jumped. In the young girl's hands were hair stuff and a flat iron.

"Hi-Hinata? Are you awake?" Hinata whimpered. Too late to act like she has been sleep this whole time. The cover flapped down to reveal Hinata's flushed face, not Menma's. Hanabi couldn't tell if Hinata was red from embarrassment since the dark room didn't show as much light and Hanabi's eyes didn't adjusted to the dim room.

"He-Hey Hanabi." Hinata tried to sound like she just woken up from her slumber. Hanabi smiled. Holding up the hair iron and Hinata's brush and combs. Hinata bit her lip when Menma licked her pale shoulder. What is he doing? He slide his tongue very slowly. Tasting her filthy skin that is covered with sweat and masked with sweet perfume that complete identify her image.

"I'm stealing these for tomorrow morning. I'm going out with Konohamaru." She skipped towards the door. Hinata mentally felt happy for her sister. But physically frustrated by Menma's resisting torture.

"Pl-pleease lock the door." Hinata squeaked. Hanabi twirled as she prances before shutting the door. A smirk appeared on her face. She carefully locked the door. Before she left the room saying her final words, her older sister exploded like an active volcano.

"Night you two! Don't wake up tou san." The door slammed shut. Hinata buried her face in Menma's neck as he cracked up. Knowing her sister, Hanabi isn't an idiot. She must of heard Hinata came in with Menma. She thought their quite steps and whispers didn't grab too many attention.

Finally alone again, Menma lifted his body up, draping the blankets down to his mid back. Hinata shut her lavender eyes, melting in his feathery touch going across her ribs below her hips. Her breathe hitched when his moist lips pecked along her neck and jawline. Caving his shoulder blades with her lightest touch made the man on top of her vibrate a groan in his throat.

"Look at me." He whispered in her luscious cascaded hair. Hinata fluttered her lashes and smiled at him. He gave a moment to stare at her moon crystal like eyes. He only wanted her to look at him more often. JUst like the time they met. Her eyes stand out from the rest of the crowd in the ball room. It can't be magic, or Kami, or even science that explain why her eyes always pull him in to the depth of the cold dark universal space. Menma kissed her burning left cheek. She peeked under her lashes to see his solid icy stare. He looked serious.

"Men-Menma kun..." She stuttered.

"I love you." He said. Hinata's heart raced about as fast as a flying train passing by. It was beating and thumping in her chest so hard that he can heart the rhythms of it. Hinata nibbled on her bottom lip. Creasing it to turn red than pinker then it is. Unaware that tears glide across the side of her face. She couldn't explain why she was so emotional when he confessed his feelings to her. Maybe she was frustrated of that fact that her father is loosing money and he can't pay for Yuka's hospital bill, or that she can't help her mother in any way because it wouldn't be enough, or that Menma couldn't with her forever if she tells him about the letter that she read.

"I love y-you too." He brushed his thumb to wipe her rebellious tears. The way he looked at her will always be in her memories. Hinata lunged her arms around his neck, pulling him to her lips. At first, their lips only smashed together then both gradually added tongue. Her lungs clenched as lack of air reduces from him. The more he sucked and lapped his muscle against her, the less she looses oxygen. Its like he's sucking the life out of her. He smiled between the kisses. Just seeing her melt underneath her made him turned on so much.

Menma pulled away as he gradually squeezed her soft mound with his huge hands. Enclosing their distance between their sex. The two humped each other slowly as if they stop one of them would have trouble to enjoy the moment. Menma stopped the girl when she rotated her hips in a way to feel more. He stroked her moist lips and clitoris. He gained her broken moans and shivers from her body as he circled her very sensitive nub. He dipped a single digit in her tunnel of joy.

"Look at me." He said again. Hinata narrowed her eyes, giving him what he wanted from her. Her fervor urging expression that he longed for. He added extra fingers to build up her cravings and excitement. Soon as his three fingers were coated by her naughty juice, he sucked each single digit slow. Teasingly, he wrapped his tongue around his long fingers. While doing so, his stares itched Hinata's genitalia.

Hinata whine for his attention and Menma gladly angled his self once again near her most precious part of her body. Lazily, he rubbed his thick meat over her responsive nub and wet lips.

"Oh...Men ku-Aaahh." She breathed. Kissing the tip of his manhood on her lower lips. He thrust his hips slowly in her, straining her womanhood. Her lips opened as no sound came out of her mouth. Her eyes closed shut, enjoying every bit of his thick long length that he gives to her. For a man like Menma, he was blessed to have a woman like Hinata. He's lucky to find one of the kind girl. Thank Kami that they didn't break up. He shake that memory away in his thoughts. Now wasn't the time to mope about how they almost broken up for good. Right now, he was inside of her. She was taking time to relax from the familiar pleasure. For he birthday night, he must make the most of it.

"I'm moving." Her fingers clenched his forearms. She eyed him before nodding her head. Her hushed moan begun to elevate and filled in his eardrums. No doubt Menma not stopping here. Her hold on him sucked him back in when he pulls out leaving the tip in. During the process of moving slowly, Hinata jerked her hips to meet up with him. Menma stumbled in his contraction that he laid his sweaty forehead on top of hers. By the time her hips lost control, Menma held her waist down on the mattress so she won't be able to move.

"Not-Not yet...You can't come yet..." He huffed in each stokes. Their breaths shorten as Menma draws back cautiously but inserted hard to make intimate sounds below. Hinata jerked her neck to the side. Squeezing the pillow above her head, knowing that it will form wrinkles.

"Ah! Ah! Aah! Aaah! Mhmm..Mhmm! Ahh!" She was nowhere close to being a quiet mouse. Menma picked up the pace. The vibration from his wave like movement as he pound her hard and long made her breasts bounce. Menma screwed whatever surrounded them. In his mind it was only them in the household. Hinata barely could open her eye lids from each impulsive impact.

"Fu-fuck me, Menma. Pl-Please..." Her bed moved along with them. Fire built inside his soul like some engine pumping up fuel as known to be his stamina. Those piercing cerulean eyes stared her down like a prey. Sweat dripped down their skins that Menma sat up straight, shifting the blankets off his clammed back. He drew her legs closer over his arm joints. Brief blows between the too created a indescribable tension. He overwhelmed her. Better yet, she overwhelmed him until she flipped them over. A couple of harsh pounding upwards, Hinata came.

Her stick body collapsed on top of him. Menma smirked. He pulled out of her to make sure that the condom didn't break off. Thank Kami it's still stable. Hinata used her arms to sit upon him. Her breasts swell and declined, trying to gain back her breathing. She lifted her rear to aim his standing member in her entrance. Hinata lowered her hips.

"Shit girl." He rolled his head back. How can this girl still be so tight? He asked himself. He came back to his senses, gripped her ass cheeks to lift her her and slam her back down. In his might, he guided Hinata to screw his hard on mercilessly. Tears emerged at the corners of her eyes. She cling on to the bed sheets beside Menma's head.

"Yeah. Like that babe." He encouraged her to go fast as he lets go of her. She rode him like there's tomorrow. The excitement in her build up inside of her pit. Menma shoved her face towards his, devouring her lips. He sat up, closing the gap. Hinata can sense how close he is by the throbbing of his cock. The tingling cock stirred her up and she came right before him. Her body slummed on his sweaty chest. Gently but gradually, he pumped out the rest of his cum in her. Hinata fell backwards like a useless puppet. Her chest expanded then drift down.

Menma removed the dirty rubber, throwing in a near by trash can. He leaned over Hinata's body carefully. Hinata hugged his head closer in her swollen chest. Menma hummed, soothing the girl. Both smiled from their terrific night. Soft breathes called for the night. The love birds stayed like that until morning.

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Hinata smiled in her sleep as she snuggled closer to her hard pillow. The night grew colder which cooled their bodies and the morning breeze air blew in the room. The sun sprout through the horizon as a growing sunflower. A bright ray from the sun aimed at Hinata's face. She scrunched her nose, twisted her body moving even closer to the warmth figure. She felt vibration through the moving body. Slowly, fluttering her lashes to see whose next to her made her heart beat rapidly.

This is the first time she see Menma sleep in peace. She admired his handsome face. She sat up to drape her blanket off her upper body. Her body shivered when she felt chills from the cold room. Too cold that she dived back in the covers for some warm. She literally tackled Menma who was still in deep sleep. He awaken from her surprise attack.

"Damn woman. I thought sleeping with you would be a dream but no..." He kissed her reddish swollen lips. He then slide his tongue across her jaw line, thrilling the girl all over again. He stopped until he met her ear.

"You're a nightmare." His husky voice brought an arouse blossom in Hinata's stomach. Her heart beats were so loud, hoping that Menma couldn't hear it that red blush spread across her face. She twisted around so that her back was facing him.

"Want to fuck side ways?" He lifted her leg. Hinata gasped when his large fingers circled her clitoris. Hinata breathe hitched as her hand clinches the pillow beside her head.

"Me-Men-Men kun! My family going to wa-wak-AH! Ooooh...Mmmhh." His fingers stirred her insides up. Then added more fingers and penetrated more rapidly inside her vagina. Hinata moaned and gasped in his ear. He smirked. A faded noise interrupted his fun. He pulled his hand out of her. Hinata didn't understand why he stop until she heard something too. The noise came from the bed. They both looked at each other.

In nude, they jumped out of bed, in the search of that nose. Menma flicked the blankets to see his cell phone on his bed.

"Oh shit..." He picked up the phone. Was that the vibrations Hinata felt. She gulped as her face steamed on fire.

"You...Ummm.. Yeah..." Menma replied. He shyly looked away from Hinata. Hinata ran towards her bath room. She turned on the shower and hopped right in the cold water, not caring to wait for warm water. The cool water helped her relax mind and muscles. The curtain shifted to the side. Her mind went blink when Menma said...

"Naruto called."

"Di-did he..." Menma leaned his forehead on hers. Her back pressed on the cold surface of the tiles.

"Yup." Hinata cried in embarrassment. Menma embraced her in a tight hold. The water became warmer.

After lathering themselves with soap and washing their hair with conditioner, they dried each other. Menma helped her dry her hair. Pulling the towel away, a frown still place on her face. He kissed her lips.

"Don't think about too much."

"Bu-But-"

"It was just an accident." It was. She nodded her head, accepting the fact. At last, the two got dress and Menma kissed her good bye. Climbing the balcony rose fence down. The sounds of his car gave away that he had left. Hinata brushed her hair.

MDKat: ;P I'm trying to come up more chapters. It's not over yet! Hope you guys enjoy the you know what part. I bet you guys wondering when Naruto heared them. Well, in the morning when Hinata woke up and slammed her body against Menma's, she accidentally answered Menma's phone-Naruto on the other line hearing the two. Menma's phone came from one of his article of clothing and somehow went beneath them at night.

I bet you guys can't wait for SakuNaru scene.

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