"I'm sorry." Sasuke heard her whisper, her soft hand cupping one of his cheeks.
What was this emotion he was feeling right now? Anger, maybe? It was definitely not because of Hinata though, he'd never unleash his rage toward her. But emotions twisted from his inside and made him want to do something impulsive, like beat the shit out of water boy for fun or something far more embarrassing like flip over the table in front of them.
First of all, why the hell was she apologizing? She cracked the puzzle, a puzzle he sucked playing at, to why he was being childish, yes childish. Sasuke wasn't afraid to admit by now. The humiliation was already there.
"Sorry for what?!" He glowered at her pretty face and then winced. He really didn't mean to sound rude.
She recoiled and he cursed himself. "I, uh, because it's my fault you got ...jealous?" She let out that last god forsaken word and Sasuke scowled. Again.
There was many sides of Sasuke that Hinata saw, including moments where he was angry, distressed, happy, or in a teasing mood. But not once did she imagine she'd see the day where she'd be the reason for him to feel jealous.
It was laughable. Not in the offensive way. But because there was a guy who got over jealous over her. It put her in a situation where she didn't know what to do. Or think. It was probably every girl's dream to have a guy jealous over you when you interact with other guys, but Hinata felt more guilty than ever. She knew Sasuke didn't like Tsumugu, but she didn't consider it was something more deeper than that.
She had to fix this. So Hinata did what he usually did to her to ease tension. Tease him.
Gently, she leaned closer to him and laid a hand against his cheek. He didn't stop her. He just watched her warily, motionless, awaiting his fate.
"Sasuke..."Hinata began, smiling softly. "If you want, I can stop talking to anyone male from now on." She suggested.
Hinata almost cringed from the glare he sent her. Almost.
"You think this is funny?"He bellowed, snarling.
Hinata dropped her hand. "What? No!" Wrong move.
Sasuke shook his head, not believing her. His eyes flashed angrily. "Liar. I bet you're enjoying this, aren't you?" He sneered.
Hinata quickly shook her head in disagreement. This is what you get with thinking you can get away with teasing him! God, what made her think this would make things better?
"I bet you did it on purpose." He accused, snatching his cloak she was wearing from the front roughly. Hinata found herself locked with sharp, livid eyes. "Get the last Uchiha humiliated, was that your ultimate goal? You sly, kitty."
Was that last part supposed to be an insult? Hinata didn't know.
"I-" Hinata squeaked. "I would never do that!" She complained, but one look at him and she knew that she crossed the line.
A cunning smirk developed across his features, and Hinata gulped.
"Yeah?" He says, his voice hard. "And can you explain your actions as of late, Miss Hyuuga?"
"It was unintentional!" She defends herself. Hinata had to admit, but she felt a bit scared right now. There was a glint in his eyes and it made her want to flee from him. Somewhere where she could lock the door and hide.
"By the way, how was your date with your police boy today?" Sasuke leered harshly, tugging her closer. Hinata could feel his hot breath on her face. "Did you dress up like this for him? Did he like it?"
Hinata gaped at him in shock, feeling incredibly insulted. He always teased her and made fun of her before, but this was too far.
But he was not done. "Did he give you a good time?"
Hinata saw red. She pushed against him roughly and slapped him.
Sasuke felt her palm connect with his cheek, stinging pain following thereafter. This slap was different from the other ones she gave him. It was more fierce.
Something from the back of his mind screamed at him to shut the fuck up, but the words just kept filing out. And now he regretted his last question. He didn't know why he was acting like this to begin with. Was it because of the humiliation? Or the fact that she was making light of this situation, when it was not something to being taken light of in the first place? He'd thought after they got together, everything would be alright. That he'd help her mission as he promised her and then...what? Well, it looked it he'd never find out.
Instead, he turned his face back toward her and put on an alluring grin. The damage was already done anyway. He might as well get the trophy for the world's worst, most possessive, biggest asshole award.
Her eyes were flashing, chest heaving. The kitty's eyes widened, enraged. And it was because he practically just spit in her face. It was equivalent to that.
"H-how dare you, Sasuke Uchiha!?" She seethes choking, and Sasuke inwardly thought that anger didn't work too well for her. "Y-You think you c-can just insult me and-"
"Breathe." He advises.
"and assume t-things?!" She finished. She stands up, her hand on her hip. She looks down at him with that a cute glare of hers. Really, did she think that expression worked for her?
Sasuke rubs his aching cheek. "Well, you could always apologize for letting me get the wrong idea." He offers and smirks up at her. "I'm waiting."
The kitty fumes, and Sasuke fights to hold back a grin. He knew that he'd should feel like an ass right now, but he couldn't help it.
There were some rules if any girl thought she could date him. Not that he dated any before, nor he thought there'd come a day where he needed to compile a list to save himself mentally. Shocking. This girl was making him do things he never thought he'd do before.
First, only Sasuke was allowed to tease. There was so much he could handle and he wasn't the patient type. Besides, he enjoyed being in control.
Second, she was not allowed to "attempt" to seduce, or anything close to seduction, to anyone else but him. Intentional or not.
Third, no excessive hugging. No holding hands. No dating and flowers. No love poems. And she's not allowed to have pink hair or turn to some kind of fawning fangirl and stalk him and bug him constantly.
Oh, and Hinata already broke the first two.
Okay, maybe the last one was due to his irritating encounters with some girls growing up.
"I wanted to apologize but you...you're being a bully!" She huffed, the cloak swishing around her.
Sasuke frowned. "Bully? That's the best you can come up with it?"
"Argh!" She stomps away angrily, reaching her limit.
Sasuke quickly jumps off the couch and catches her wrist. "Whoa, I'm not done. I still need that apology from you." He twirls her back toward him with a pointed look.
Hinata looks up at him incredulously, as if he went insane. And maybe he did. "Me? Apologize? I already did, but you kept insulting me!"
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but technically this is all your fault to the begin with."
She tugs her hand away, and he lets her go. "No, this is because you're a possessive jerk!"
"That's better than bully." He comments dryly.
"I don't even know why you're acting like this!" She continues, pacing in front of him. Sasuke watches her quietly, amused. He sits at the arm of the couch and observes her. "Everything was going good until I told you to help Tsumugu-san. And then you listened to me and I was pleased." She mumbled, face full of concentration and confusion. "But then you came back, and got mad at me for not waiting."
She stopped and glared at him. "Which you didn't let me explain why."
Sasuke grinned at her devilishly.
She frowned, although he didn't miss the faint blush, and resumed her pacing. "Then I got mad at you for being mean toward Tsumugu, not because I like him, "Sasuke noticed she emphasized strongly, "But because he's my only friend I have in this village away from home." Okay, she was right, but she needed to create a chart to distinguish between "how to act around friends" and" how to act around someone you like like".
Like like? Who says that? Sasuke cursed himself silently.
"And then you spend the day hiding away from me and make me feel guilty, like I did something terrible." Oh look, she wasn't far off. "And then Tsumugu invites me to the party to celebrate the success of the mission, not as a date." Sasuke noticed she again emphasized, "And to also cheer me up because he saw I was upset because of you." Oh, is that what happened? "And then I prayed that you'd come find me later, while he offered to take me shopping and then I find a dress..." Sasuke notices a blush form over her cheeks and he stiffens. Did that bastard buy her that dress? That's right. She wasn't wearing her clothes from before. Sasuke quickly skims her body, but all he could see is a short girl in an over-sized cloak, bare legs from the bottom showing."And I bought it thinking of...so...anyway, I finally see you at the party thinking you came for me, but-"
"Hold on." Sasuke interrupted her, one hand up. What did she just say? "What you just said. About the dress. Finish that sentence." He demanded, not letting her off the hook. Why did she look nervous?
Sasuke could see her gulp anxiously, and he tensed up. He looked at her darkly, with accusing eyes. "Hinata...tell me."
She bit her lower lip, backing away. "It's nothing." Obviously a lie. Honestly, did she think she could lie to him and he wouldn't notice? She was like an open book. Actually, she wasn't that bad of a liar, since she managed to convince water boy in some lies before and the village's police...but still. Sasuke could tell when she was lying. Which somehow made him extremely pleased to know that he was the only one who can read her. Oh wait. He was supposed to be mad at her right now.
"Then why are you running away?" He growled impatiently. She had taken at least six steps back, a nervous expression now on her face.
"You know what? Never mind! I..I'm going to sleep. I'm tired! Good night!" She blurts, running away.
Sasuke stares after her, blankly. Oh, so the kitty isn't going to fess up?
He chased her to his (or her's?) bedroom. The room was dark, except for her white eyes shining. He grabbed both her arms, and she squealed in shock. She actually thought he wasn't going to follow her!
Oh how mistaken she was. Did she actually think she could say something like that, and run away?
Sasuke pushed her against the door, and it slammed shut. She yelps in surprise, but Sasuke wasn't done. She began to squirm, trying to escape, so he plants one arm across her chest, pushing her harder against door and trapping her. Using his other hand, he grabs her chin and forcefully makes her look him in the eye.
"Finish what you were going to say before." He commanded viciously, and she tries to shove him off her.
"I said it's nothing, Sasuke!" She moans out a complaint, her face flushed. "Can you please let me go now?" She whimpers in a small voice, refusing to look at him.
Okay. Now he was seriously curious.
What the fuck was she hiding?
An idea flashed through his brain and he grins slyly at her. She flinches, a wave of worry spreads through her face. Hey, she had it coming.
Sasuke lets go of her chin and she relaxes a bit. And he captures her lips before she could relax too much.
She squeaks against his lips and Sasuke holds back a laugh.
How did they go from yelling at each other, to him chasing her to her room, to making out? Hinata tried wrap around tonight's events in her head but failed miserably.
Hinata tried to keep up. She really did, but she kept recalling how she was supposed to be mad at him.
So when he moved to kiss her neck, she tried to shove him away again.
"Let me go!" She gasps hoarsely, and he tugs at the cloak and it falls soundlessly at her feet. His possessive hands run down her bare arms and a shudder runs through her.
"Not.."His hot breath dampens her necks, as he pushes himself against her harder and closer now that the cloak was out of the way. "Until..." Hinata feels him tugging at the tie that held up her pony tail, and her hair falls down softly. "You tell me..."
He presses his forehead against hers, and her eyes flit to his. She could see the hint of mischievousness and desire in them and her heart stops.
He waits. And she remains silent.
And so he resumes kissing her with those demanding, rough lips, stealing her breath away. "Tell me." He mutters against her lips, her insides curling. He wraps his hands around her waist and shoves her against him, his belt buckle digging into her stomach through the thin fabric of her dress. He breaks the kiss and she gasps.
Hinata squeezed her eye shut and leaned her head back against the door, trembling from his torturous hands sliding down her dress, down to the end of dress. She could feel his cool hands clasp both her legs, rubbing the skin there. She clutches his shoulders as support, her hands shaking.
When she still doesn't answer, Sasuke tugs her now loose hair and kissed her harder than before. She yelps involuntarily when she feels him bite her lower lip, forcing her mouth open and penetrating his tongue inside. It was like that for while, him tasting her and her shamefully moaning, until she felt his hands slide down to the bow in front of her dress. He rips it off and throws it over his shoulder.
Hinata pushes against his chest and gapes at him. "Why'd you do that?!"
He ruined it! Her pretty dress! And possibly the most elegant, pretty dress she'll ever come across!
He smirks. Even though the room was dark except for the moon shining from the window of the room, she could see that cruel grin telling her that he meant to do that and did not regret it one bit.
"It was in the way." He buries his face right above where the bow was, inhaling her. Hinata blushes furiously.
She pushes him frantically, and hastily tries to scurry away from him. He grabs her from behind, his arms snaking around her waist, and tugging her back into his embrace.
"Where are you going, kitty?" His low, deep voice in her ear causes her to shudder. "Are you upset about me ruining your sexy dress?"
"Yes!" She confesses, finally finding her voice. He chuckles lowly, and Hinata tries hard not to think how seductive he sounded. "I really like this dress! And the bow was cutest part of it! And now you ruined it even though I got it because I thought you'd like it! But no, you had to go and rip it!" She fumes, upset.
The arms holding her possessively slackens. Sasuke peers down at her with his calculating mismatched eyes, frowning.
"What?" She frowns back questioningly. Did he finally feel guilty for ruining it? If he was going to apologize, Hinata wasn't going to easily forgive him. No matter how handsome and enticing he looked right now. Or how his hands around her waist felt like coils of fire scorching her skin pleasurably.
"You bought that dress for me?" He exclaims, utterly shocked, his eye brows raised high.
Hinata frown turned to a nervous glower. "Yes. But like always, you never give me a chance to explain myself!"
But he wasn't listening to her. Slowly a smile plastered across his face, and Hinata felt her cheeks heat
up. She did buy that dress hoping he'd like it. Even though she didn't know he'd come to the party with her and Tsumugu, she had hoped that he'd come and find her later or at least he'd see her in it when she came home. It wasn't as satisfying as dressing up for him for a date, since he made it quite clear that he did not go on dates, but it was something to satisfy her girlish self.
"But apparently, you didn't like it." She pouted still in his arms, staring at the abandoned white bow on the floor of the room with a disheartened expression. Before wearing his cloak, when she found him at the celebration, Sasuke hardly gave her a second glance. He didn't even look at her when he gave her his cloak, telling her to put it on. Quite a contrast to the looks Tsumugu secretly gave her at the party, and it nagged her tremendously. Not that she was fishing for compliments from him, of course.
He continued to stupidly grin at her, and she scowled. "Stop looking at me so smugly." Hinata pulled out his hold forcibly and his arms fell at his sides, her heart beating fast. She crossed her arms and stepped back. She met his playful, smoldering eyes, unamused and serious. She'd had enough of his mind games and teasing, and to be frank? He was intimidating her right now with his craving eyes now running over her body, as if he was now interested in the dress she so stupidly bought to impress him.
"Please leave."
And he attacked her.
Sasuke slammed her against the wall of the room, kissing her ravenously. He ran his fingers down her dress and bunched up the fabric at the end of it. She moaned into kiss, and Sasuke was pleased when she finally began to physically react to him. She pulled at his neck, and he had to arch his back all the way down so she'd could reach him since his kitty was so regrettably short. To solve the problem, he grabbed the backs of her knees and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding her up against him. Her legs tightened around him and Sasuke fought back a lustful moan as he felt his erection explode.
Sasuke observed her. He had her pinned against the wall. Her hair was mess and her cheeks were scarlet red. Her lips were puffy and he could see her lower lip was stained with a bit of blood from where he nipped her. Her dress, the dress she bought thinking of him, was unfortunately in wrinkles. The place where he ripped out the bow from left the front of dress slightly open, exposing her breasts. Sasuke observed her hungrily, debating whether or not he should pick her up and throw her in the bed beside them.
Thankfully, she spared him from deciding.
She arched her back uncomfortably, "M-My back." She moans, and Sasuke quietly regrets slamming her against the wall too hard.
"Sorry." He mutters against her neck, picking her up gently and flops her on the bed. She falls against the pillows, her hair like the waves of the sea around the cotton pillow. He climbs on top of her and smiles sweetly at her.
She smiles back, sighing contently. "I thought you were supposed to be mad at me." She tells him, and
he presses his forehead against hers, sliding a hand up one of her smooth legs slowly.
"Hmm..."He closes his eyes. "It's hard staying mad at you, Hinata." He whispers against her lips, a millimeter above. The intensity and friction was exhilarating. Sasuke wanted to kiss her deeply and taste her, but he loved the insatiable feel of how close they were but not close enough. His hand reaches the edge of her dress and pulls it up cautiously, all the while kissing her below her jaw. She shudders slightly and lets him pull the dress over her head.
"I knew you didn't like the dress." She murmurs sorrowfully and he laughs. He kicks it off the bed and looks back at his naked kitty with an appreciative glance. Her skin was milky white, and her body. Oh god, that body that he kicked himself at night for imagining naked while she slept in the next room from him. She was dressed in matching navy-colored bra and panties, looking up at him so shyly and nervously and he just wanted to devour her and take her right that second. But he had to exercise self-restraint. He wasn't an uncontrollable ravage monster, although she was gradually turning him into one. Sasuke knew this was her first time being exposed to a man like that, and he didn't want to hurt her or make her feel in the slightest uncomfortable.
He kisses her softly and tenderly, and she leans into the kiss gingerly. He could feel her hands shaking around his neck. He pulls back and eyes her warmly. "Hinata... I'm not going to hurt you. Tell me if you want to stop."
She blushes and her moon eyes twinkle at him, and Sasuke felt pulled deeper into her gaze. "I trust you, Sasuke." She whispers and his breath caught.
Sasuke couldn't stop the smile on his face. Those words alone felt like she just told him she loved him. Oh god, what was she doing to him? She trusted him. She trusted him.
"You know you're the most beautiful girl I ever met?" He told her because she had to know what she was doing to him. She was driving him insane. He buries his face in her neck, and listens to the pounding of her heart.
"This is the first time you complimented me like that." She whispers so quietly, Sasuke almost doesn't hear her. But he did, and he felt a pang of guilt. Did he really never compliment her?
He looks up at her, and she blushes when she realizes he heard her. "Do I have to tell you that? You obviously must know how beautiful you are..."
Hinata looks at him timidly, playing with the neck of his shirt. "Girls like hearing it from the guy they like."
Sasuke grins. The guy they like. "Hmm, I guess I should work on that now." He utters slyly and then begins tickling her. She jerks beneath him, a surprise laugh erupts from her luscious lips.
"Sasu-! Wha-! STOP!"
He stops and kisses her cheek. "You're too needy. Fishing for compliments out of me?"
She blushes and he kisses her lips. "I, um.."
He pulls back and stares down at her. "Why didn't you wait for me today, anyway?"
Hinata closes her mouth slightly, surprised by the random question. "I was caught by two men who worked for my target. I was going to go in and find the leader, and then hide and wait for you, but..."
Sasuke nodded. "Too eager to let the chance slip away? Hinata, you're always trying to prove yourself, god knows why."
She frowns, not liking his disappointment in her. "And why did you leave Tsumugu-san behind like that?"
Oh, hell no. They were not going to talk about him in bed. He wasn't going to let her even say his name half-naked on their bed.
Their bed?
"Hinata," Sasuke began sternly."I don't want to talk about that bastard right now." He gave her pointed look, of which she ignored.
"Why not?" She pouted childishly. It was cute, but the conversation wasn't. "You still haven't given me a proper explanation. Or even an apology."
He scowled at her for ruining the mood. Cause now he felt sour. He detached himself from her attractive body and sat up on the edge of the bed. "Dammit."
"Sasuke?"
He scowled harder at the carpet, hearing her hurt, confused voice. He raked a hand through his hair, a bit annoyed. "It's nothing. Are you tired?" Sasuke asked without looking at her.
"No..."
"Well, I am. Maybe we should go to sleep." He sighed, faking a yawn. He really wanted to make love to her tonight. Oh well, he'll have to suffice with his shameless fantasies for now.
She doesn't move and Sasuke silently thinks she was upset again. Before he could turn around and apologize like the bastard he was, she moves against the bed, the bed creaking from her movements. She slides behind him and hugs him from behind. He tenses. Sasuke felt oddly turned on by her bold, warm embrace. Not to mention, how her breasts just dug into his back, but that wasn't the only reason of course.
"Is there a cure for jealousy, Sasuke?" She mumbles into his back and Sasuke glowers like the little boy he was. "Cause if there is, I want to help you." Her arms wrap tightly around his waist and Sasuke forgets he was supposed to be outraged by her jealousy question. He looks down at the her entwined hands over his stomach.
"I think some nice, refreshing seduction is your answer." He teases, and she giggles. Sasuke beams, glad that for once his answer didn't fuck things up.
"I thought you got a good dose of it by now." The kitty purrs into his back and he prevents a shudder from running through him. God, she sounded sexy saying that right now.
He wanted her. Desperately. Like the air he breathed since he was born.
"Uh, but I don't recall when my nurse took the initiative and cured me just yet." He replied playfully, his eyes dancing.
Her giggling stops and Sasuke raises a brow. She disengages herself from him and he misses the electricity her hug created between them. Hinata slides off the bed, and his eyes follow her. Sasuke looks up at her face and wonders what she was doing. She stands in front of him, considering him.
"Nurse Hinata?" He asks warily.
He sees her fighting a smile and Sasuke tries to stop himself from nose bleeding at the sight of her body in front of him. He forces himself to keep his eyes on her moon-like ones.
Where was your Uchiha pride? Self-control?
Oh wait, they shattered when he met this kitty.
The kitty stares at him silently, not answering him. Sasuke guessed she was thinking about doing something and he hoped it wasn't another slap. He didn't know what he did this time, (god why were girls so confusing), but he wasn't going to stop her if she did. He probably deserved it. Actually right now, he'd let her do anything to him if she wanted. By now, all his barrier walls in him has been toppled over just by the sight of her.
And he didn't think in anything as her straddling him in his lap. He looked down at her alarmingly, and wondered if he died and went to heaven. Or hell, since what the angel was doing would probably be considered sinning in heaven.
Hinata looked at Sasuke and felt butterflies flutter crazily in her stomach. She couldn't believe she was standing in front of him practically naked. But here she was, not even bothering to be modest about it. Her mother was probably rolling in her grave right now, screaming profanities at her for her dishonorable behavior.
Everything was going perfectly and wonderfully. Even though they didn't really address the issues that led them to argue in the first place, they made up. And Sasuke was so wonderful and romantic to her, and they were finally acting like a real couple. She felt nervous, thinking how she was too inexperienced with this "relationship" thing, but he was so gentle and sweet to her. It was unlike his rude and cold attitude, but Hinata assumed he only acted like that in public. She never really saw this tender side of him unless they were alone and that thought alone made her want to squeal out in joy. That this side of him was reserved only for her.
But there was still that jealousy problem that he refused to acknowledge. Surely he thought that she was faithful to him and only to him? Even though he wasn't the prince charming she always fantasized about, he was her boyfriend and she cared for him. They really haven't gotten to explaining their
relationship, but Hinata didn't know how to explain it but to assume they were boyfriend and girlfriend. It didn't help that Sasuke wasn't the talking type. He was all action and no explanation.
When he called her beautiful, she felt something twist inside her. He said it so lustfully and when she questioned it, he shrugged it off casually, claiming he was only stating the obvious. But not to her. No boy ever told her that. She was always the girl with the weird eyes, or the girl who kept to herself. In that moment, Hinata felt the passion and desire in his eyes in her and she knew he was the one.
He was frustrating. He was horribly cold. He was lethal. He was ruthless and fierce. But he was hers. And he only wanted her.
And she loved him.
Hinata peered at his mismatched eyes. He stared back worriedly, awaiting his fate with sheer patience.
A voice crawled into her thoughts, forcing her to think otherwise. To feel otherwise. And to convince herself that she was being delusional and not thinking straight.
He's so mean to you.
But he was nice too.
He always fights with you and argues.
But he always regretted it, she could tell.
He made you leave your family.
But it was because she wanted to pursue him.
He is a criminal. An enemy.
But he was never really her enemy. And she didn't care about what he did in the past. He had so much misfortune in his life, it's unfair to blame him for anything more.
He's bossy and insults you.
But he's like that with everyone, so who was she to change who he was?
He gets jealous easily.
And she was going to make sure that won't happen anymore.
Because she loved him and only him. And he had a right to know it.
"Hinata?" Sasuke asked the girl for the third time.
WHAT WAS GOING ON?
It was hard catching Sasuke Uchiha off guard. The times where he was caught off guard was when a supposedly weak enemy reveals a formidable attack in a fight. Or when he underestimates an opponent. Or when he fought Naruto before leaving Konoha and experienced the fox chakra within him for the first time. And the times where he fought his older brother and felt shamefully helpless. Or when the time he met Naruto again after not seeing for so long and felt the bursting of power and chakra in him, and hated the gap in strength that was slowly forming between them. Basically, it was hard to put him in a situation where everything felt unpredictable.
The kitty smothered him with butterfly kisses, and he closed his eyes swallowing. She ran her claws down his chest and shifted in his lap, Sasuke jerking at the friction igniting between her panties and his black jeans. She reached the end of his shirt and he helped her pull it off. Sasuke gazed down at her with hooded eyes, feeling uncertain. She ran her fingers down his stomach, kisses trailing down. A shiver ran through his back and he threw his head back and groaned softly.
His hands were frozen at his sides. It was like he was too shocked to react. He desperately wanted to return her affection, just as ferociously, the pleasure she was gifting him, but he was too afraid that if he did she'd stop. So he endured the agonizing pain. Sasuke didn't know what caused her to be so bold, not that he minded one bit, but he wanted to know what was going through that ball of purple hair ofhers.
Her hand reached his belt and began to undo the buckle, and that's when he tensed up. His eyes snapped wide open and looked down at her yearning eyes. "H-Hinata? W-What are you doing?" Sasuke stuttered, panicking.
Hinata didn't answer him. She kissed him and he tasted vanilla. Her wet tongue flicked against his lips and he grabbed her tiny waist. Sasuke didn't even realize when she took off his jeans. It was funny seeing her clumsily trying to slide it off his legs, frowning when she realized he wasn't helping. With a nonchalant shrug, she gave up when it was at his ankles. She straddled him again, gently pushing him down on the bed in his boxers.
Sasuke looked up at her and opened his mouth to speak. "Wait, Hin-"
She shut him up with her pink lips, settling herself on top and practically setting his body on fire. He shifted excitedly underneath. He was filled with want. With passion. With craving and longing for her. She was so sexy when she took the lead. Of course, Sasuke wanted to be the dominant one in this relationship. He remembered his rules.
Fourth, Sasuke was the dominant one. Exception, Hinata can take the lead for some time. Occasionally. Like now.
She kissed below his jaw, finding a sensitive area and nipped him like the devious kitty she was. He groaned satisfactorily. Her hips were against his, and he felt heat flare between them. How long, he wondered, until he was going to burst?
"Hinata, if you keep going like this..."He warned, moaning. She stopped. Planting both her hands on the mattress, on either side of his head, and she pushed herself up and looked down at him. Her bare legs were on both sides of his legs. She was on all fours, on top of him. "I'm going to fuck you really hard."
Hinata fakes a gasp, a hand against her mouth. "Sasuke! Watch your language!"
He glared up at her, and she grins. "You're such a tease, you know that?" He scowls, but somewhat amused.
"If you'd like, I can go and tease Tsumugu-san instead?" She offers sweetly and he sees red.
"What?" Sasuke roars, flipping her over. She squeals dramatically and he pins her down, kicking off the jeans at his ankles in the process.
He fumes angrily, and awaits her explanation. How dare she utter his name in bed with him?
She pouts sheepishly, Sasuke instantly becomes insanely tired of her games. She teases him, and then plays hard to get, and then drives him crazy? What is wrong with this insane, sexy woman? And here he thought she was a kind, sweet, virgin nun. So this was the real Hinata hidden underneath that facade.
"Are you mad at me again?" Hinata frowns in fake concern, her eyes playful as ever.
Sasuke purses his lips and decides to play along. "Very." He kisses her harshly, smothering her next teasing response. She yields willingly, threading her fingers into his hair.
And that's when Sasuke decided that as punishment for daring to talk about him in bed with him again, he was going to make her moan and scream his name until she forgot any other name except his. Over and over.