So... Yeah, I have a confession to make, people. I've had some harsh writer's block for this story lately, and it's been really slow going. Chapter 36 is being a real harsh one to write, mostly because there's a lot going on and I have to try to tie it all together.
As ya'll know, a while ago there was a chapter in which Haku and Fū kinda... got it on. I wrote what was supposed to come after it, but I decided to not throw it in. Well, this is to appease those of you who are getting impatient. This is basically filler, so please, don't read if you don't like that stuff.
Also, WARNING: ADULT CONTENT. Just sayin.
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From before...
"My name is Haku," the ANBU boy said. "And you're wearing my kimono."
"Oh! Listen, sorry about that, but my clothes were torn up and dirty and I didn't have anything else to wear and Hinata said it was ok and I swear it was her picking it out not me and I wasn't touching anything of yours, please don't be mad at me!" All of that was said in one breath.
Haku waved a hand. "Don't worry about it," he said, smiling slightly. "It looks better on you anyway. I have plenty of kimono."
"Oh, thank you!" she said energetically. She jumped off of the couch and, before the Hyoton user could react, wrapped her arms around his shoulders in a tight hug. "I'll pay you back for it eventually, I promise!"
Haku stiffened; he still wasn't used to intimate physical contact from women. "A-ah, it's all right!" he stammered. "It looks better on you anyway!"
She pulled away and smiled brightly. "Thanks, Haku-kun! You're so sweet!" She took a close look at him, pushing her face bare inches from him. "And so… so… beautiful!" She turned around abruptly. "Naruto! Are all of your friends as sexy as this guy?" She twisted back around and hopped onto his lap, her legs on either side of his. She stared intently into his eyes. "You look positively… delicious."
"N-Naruto!"
Chuckling morbidly, Naruto got up and put his hands on Fū's shoulders. "Now, now, Fū," he said. "I just got done telling Haku that you weren't a bloodthirsty maniac. So keep your teeth to yourself, eh?"
"Wha—Naruto! I don't do that to everybody I meet!" She got off of Haku with a hop and sat herself on the chair's arm. "I only suck blood when I need to!" She looked sidelong at Haku. "I just mean, he's cute! No, more than cute! He's sexy!" She slid off the chair arm and into Haku's lap and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She whispered into his ear, "And I know how to have fun."
"Naruto! Do something!"
Naruto sat back down and put his hands in the air and laughed. "Hey, take care of your own battles! Hasn't the ANBU taught you anything? Where are you interpersonal skills?"
"They didn't teach me this in intimate anatomy class!" Haku hissed as his face reddened with a blush. "Wait! Where are you going?" He said when Naruto stood.
The boy bent back a little and groaned with the stretch. "I'm going shopping for dinner," he said. "I looked in the cupboards and we don't have what we need. I'll be back in about an hour."
"Wait! Naruto, wait!"
"You two have fun! Fū, you play nice!"
"Always, Naruto-chan!"
A vulpine grin was on Naruto's face as he left the house and closed the door. As he walked away, he could hear a single muffled words shouted from the living room. "NARUTOOOO!"
And now...
Haku looked up at Fū with wary eyes while she smiled eerily fox-like at him. "Aww," she purred. "You act as if you don't like me, Haku-kun." She pouted playfully and slipped off of the chair's arm and back onto his lap. "You might hurt my feelings, acting like that." Her body pressed against his as she curled her legs under her and casually wrapped her arms around her neck.
"I-I don't mean to offend," he stammered as her body heat slowly crawled over him. "I just d-don't think… Um… That we should…"
Fū sighed, and Haku noticed against his will that, though slim, she had quite a womanly figure. "Listen," she said in a more conversational tone. "I know we just met a little bit ago. I get that you might be nervous around women. Believe it or not, stories about you and Zabuza reached Taki a couple years back, and from what I hear, you're a really strong guy. I respect strength. It's the measure of a man." She leaned her head in and put her lips just a few inches from his left ear. "I like strong men," she whispered.
Haku swiveled his head to face her eye-to-eye. "I'm not that strong," he mumbled.
Fū shook her head. "Bull. Naruto respects your strength. He told me some stories about you. If he likes you, there's gotta be a little more than meets the eye."
Haku turned away. "Perhaps he exaggerates."
"And perhaps not." Fū got off of his lap and stood up. "Don't get the wrong idea about me, Haku. I know I come on a bit strong, but there's a reason for that." She crossed her arms and tapped the floor with a toe. "I'm a sensor-type shinobi. The Nanabi gives me an ability to tell what kind of person someone is from the feel of their chakra. Haku… your chakra is more pure than any I've ever felt before." She looked the boy in the eye and smiled. "I could tell before I spoke a word to you than you're a good person. A strong person. Don't sell yourself short, ok?"
Haku shook his head. "If you say so. But… even so, that's no reason to be as aggressive as you are toward me."
Fū looked him dead in the eye from her towering position. "Why not?" she asked. "Haku, like I said—you're a good person. Do you know exactly how rare that is in our world?" She threw her hands up into the air. "In our profession, the cold truth is that most of us are heartless killers! For the right price, we're expected to do things—horrible things! People live and die based on a contract! I don't believe in that system, not at all. I want to change the ways we live. I want a world where my children won't have to worry about death and destruction, war and horror. I want them to grow old and fat and content, to be safe. Haku, I sense the same idealism in you, and I've barely spoken to you at all!" She approached him, dropped to her knees before him, and placed a palm on his heart. "It's all here, as plain as the written word. You and I, we're the same. We synchronize spectacularly. Can't you feel it?" She grabbed his hand and placed it on her own heart and closed her eyes in quiet contemplation. "Can't you feel it?"
Haku blushed at the intimate contact with her chest, but did as she. He focused on the tempo of her heart, the rhythmic pulse of her life's blood. Thumpthump.. thumpthump.. thumpthump..
His eyes shot open. "Your heart," he breathed.
Fū smiled. "Like I said… we're synchronized."
"But… but how?"
Fū grabbed his hand from her breast and held it in both of hers. "When two people are meant for each other, even if only for a fleeting moment, the universe can conspire to bring them together. The unique chakras we both have—your Kekkei Genkai and my demonic chakra—operate on startlingly similar frequencies. It's even possible that your clan's blood had been blessed by the Nanabi in times untold." She squeezed his hand gently. "I like you, Haku. You're a good man. I like to think of myself as a good woman. Maybe… maybe give it a chance?"
Haku was torn; on one hand, he had been used to the solitary life for so long before meeting Naruto, living day-by-day on the run with his master, that even now he was having trouble acclimating to the social norms civilization required.
On the other… here was a beautiful and intriguing woman asking if he would like to get to know her better.
His mental scales instantly tipped toward the other hand.
"Maybe," he answered cautiously. "I don't mind conversation with you, at all. You are something of a fascinating woman, Kazeto Fū. Naruto seems to be very fond of you."
The girl smiled wistfully. "And I, him. He's a good boy. He and Hinata are perfect for each other." She stood up and leaned forward, placing her hands on Haku's shoulders. She bent down and touched her forehead against his, the tips of their noses touching, their lips a bare inch apart. "But I'm not looking for a boy, Haku… I'm looking for a man."
Much as he would try to deny it, Haku's baser instincts were beginning to surface then and there. Her closeness, her heat… hell, her scent was triggering primordial instincts inside of him.
He began studying her features. While not a classical beauty, she had a kind of hard attractiveness that appealed to him. Her strong cheekbones framed a face that looked as if it could bulldog its way through anything and everything in its path with nothing more than sheer tenacity. He respected that strength of hers.
Her image was nearly the polar opposite of his; the ANBU unit he'd been assigned to had dubbed him "Prettyboy" due to his looks. In fact, more than one of his new teammates had mistaken him for a girl. Before, while with Zabuza, he'd used his looks to his advantage on occasion, but there was no need for the charade any longer. Nonetheless… he took some pride in his appearance.
He needed to stop this before it could go too far, too fast. "Hold on," he breathed. "Just…"
Fūpulled back a few inches. Disappointment showed clearly on her face. "Too forward, huh?" she mumbled. "Damn it! That's always my problem! Rrgh!" She stood abruptly and locked her hands behind her head. "Gods, I'm such a moron! This is why I can't ever hold onto someone I really like!" She formed air quotes with her fingers. "'Proper ladies are supposed to be demure, Fū!'" she mocked in a nasally voice. "'Don't go looking for men; be subtle, and the men will come to you!'" She shook her head. "That's easy for you to say, granny! You had huge knockers when you were young! I have itty bitty titties! ITTY! BITTY!"
She turned to stalk to the stairs. "Sorry to have bothered you, Haku," she said with a self-deprecating laugh. "I don't ever know when to turn it down. Just—just forget this ever happened, all right?"
Haku was behind her holding onto her elbow gently before she could take another step. Fū had to fight her natural urge to swing at him; grabbing a shinobi from behind was not a smart move. "There's nothing wrong with you," he murmured. "Nothing at all." He slowly moved until he was between her and the stairs. "Fū-chan, you have a fire inside that appeals to me. I'm not going to lie and say that this is love at first sight or anything like that, not even. But I like you. I like your spirit. Perhaps we could… talk this out a little bit."
Fū nodded slowly, hopefully. "Talking is good," she said. "Talking is very good." She smirked. "But I still want to sit on your lap. You have very nice legs. Comfortable."
Haku laughed and sat down, ceding the desired spot to the girl. For the next couple hours, they talked of many things… their childhood, their upbringing. Their families. Haku told of his life with Zabuza, how they traveled for years place to place fulfilling contracts and chasing the odd bounty when convenient. Fū detailed her life as a jinchūriki in Taki, and all the difficulties that went with the lifestyle.
They talked about their fighting styles and their unique abilities; Haku was surprised to learn that she'd developed something akin to a Kekkei Genkai, combining her Fuuton chakra nature with sound techniques to make what she'd christened "Sonic" jutsu. In turn, he spoke of his own bloodline inheritance and the various ways the ice could be used. She was amazed that the mirrors could actually be used as teleportation devices and offered a couple creative ideas on how they could be utilized that Haku had never even considered.
They talked of food, of poetry, of war, of animals. They talked about their dreams and ambitions, of places they wanted to see, things they wanted to do, what they wanted to accomplish before they died.
Finally, they ran out of things to talk about… and realized that the moment that they had been building up to had finally arrived. "I guess… I guess this is it," Fū said softly.
"Yes."
"Time to find out if we're truly… compatible."
Haku gently grabbed her hand and placed it over his heart once more. "What does this tell you?" he asked in a near-whisper.
She closed her eyes and concentrated. His heartbeat, strong and regular, still matched her own. It was eerie how in tune their bodies already were. "It tells me…" She gently pressed her face against his shirted chest and thought for a moment.
She had already told him many of her biggest secrets, things that she had never before told anyone. It was just so damn easy to open up to him. It was as if he was the one man in all the world who really got her. And now, she was suddenly terrified that something would go wrong, something would go horribly wrong…
"I don't know," she whispered. "It would have been so much easier when I just thought you were a cute guy. If only you had been like all the others… been eager to jump in the sack…" She sighed softly and looked into his eyes. "It's always so much easier before you care."
"That is the truth in all things, I have come to find." Haku placed a palm gently on her cheek. "I may have a way to discern the truth, if you trust me."
Fū nodded slowly, reveling in his soft caress. "I do trust you, Haku," she said, leaning gently against his hand. "I don't know why, but I do."
Haku shifted, making the girl lean closer into him. "Close your eyes," he said.
She did.
He moved his head into hers, tilted it… and kissed her.
Fū was slightly startled by the intimate contact, the soft butterfly-like sensation of his lips against hers, gentle and reassuring and hot and exciting and so, so gentle that she could hardly believe that it was real. He held his lips immobile for a second before increasing the pressure oh-so-finely, twitching his lips against hers and tenderly slipping just the tip of his tongue past her lips.
For an instant, Fū was unsure.
That instant died when she found herself realizing that she was falling in love.
Fū reciprocated the kiss, pressing almost violently against him, a soft moan escaping her as she delved into the lip-lock and grabbed his face and ratcheted the intensity of the kiss to another level, mashing her tongue with his and nearly grinding her teeth into his. Suddenly, they were lost in each other, their heads twisting, their mouths vying for dominance in a battle that neither could win or lose or tie, a fight that had been fought by billions over the years trillions of times, though surely not a kiss in all of the history of the world could compare to the one that they now shared, surely.
They broke apart, panting, faces reddened, chests heaving, pupils dilated in excitement, of the pure heat of the moment. "Does that," Haku rasped, "answer your question?"
Fū stared at him for a moment. Without another word, she orally assaulted him again, if possible, with a kiss exponentially more intense than before, simultaneously moving her legs to straddle his waist and pressing her torso against his, grinding her pelvis against his stomach and her chest against his as they shared breaths. Species were formed, galaxies died, and time stood still while they lost themselves in each other for a few precious minutes.
Fū broke apart from him, rasping with pure animal need. "I'll take that as a yes," he said unnecessarily. He grabbed her around the hips and pulled her even closer to him, kissing her again with bestial savagery as their chemistry synched gloriously. For time untold the rest of the world no longer existed; the universe existed to bring the two of them to this place.
She pushed away from him, her hands clawing at his chest. "Haku," she said almost calmly, her eyes dancing, "if you don't take your goddamned clothes off, I'll rip them off."
For half an instant, Haku hesitated… then stood up abruptly, Fū still in his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clung on around his neck, kissing him once again, while he pulled at the hem of his shirt to rip it off over his head. She let go of him just long enough to let him discard the garment, then resumed lavishing him with her mouth.
Haku had not had much experience with woman in his time, and had certainly not gone this far with Mari… but in the male species, there are certain things that are preprogrammed, and sexual knowledge is one of them. His manhood had become fully aroused by this point, straining against his slacks nearly violently. His physical need for her was almost more than he could handle, more than he could keep in check.
He had to have her.
Supporting her weight by grabbing her ass (eliciting a very satisfied moan from Fū) he waddled over to the stairs. Taking the steps one at a time (no easy task with a writhing woman in your arms) he finally reached the top floor and, in due time, his room. He threw his door open and practically jumped over to his bed, falling on top of her, still kissing. He pressed his full weight on top of her, grinding the front of his pants against her, almost dry humping her through her kimono.
He would have to do something about that.
He rose to his knees above her, somewhat surprised at how dominant he was acting. Never in his life had he been in charge, never had he had the satisfaction of dictating the course of events. He… he liked this side of himself.
He looked down at her for a moment, simply enjoying the sight of her laying beneath him. She looked so beautiful, so savage, so expectant, like a tiger that only appears to be tame. There was a deep hunger in her eyes that she needed him to fulfill, that he desperately wanted to fulfill. Who was he to keep her waiting?
He deftly undid the knot in the silk belt holding her kimono in check, loosening her robe and exposing her front in all its glory. Her abdominals were extremely well-toned, though not grotesque. Her breasts weren't the largest he'd ever seen, but very well-formed, pear-shaped and full. Hard dark nubs tipped them, quivering with every breath she took. She wore panties, but no bra. There was nothing left to separate him from her, almost nothing at all.
He leaned down and kissed her, more gently this time, but with a mew on her part he broke it. Instead, he slowly inched down, running his lips over her cheek, then her chin, coming to rest at the hollow of her neck. He kissed it, then nipped it, bringing an excited squeak from her. So… she likes that, Haku thought excitedly. He licked the spot slowly a few times, enjoying the shiver she gave at the alien sensation.
He let his tongue trail on down to her collarbone, giving her left side another gentle bite. Fū bucked her hips into his stomach, moaning all the while. Her panties left a wet spot on his front, betraying just how great her desire for him really was.
He pulled his teeth against her skin as he moved further and further down, softly caressing the curve of her left breast, stopping to gently suckle on her flesh before taking her nipple into his mouth. "Hakuuu…" she moaned as his tongue flicked at it between his lips. "Ahh… mmm…" As if nursing, he sucked it, vacuuming his lips around it, distending it, her breast mashing against his face with every one of her frantic breaths. He released it only to swiftly move to her other and giving it the same treatment. "Oh, god Haku, don't stop! Don't stop, don't stop!"
Haku raised his head, a thin trail of saliva stringing from his bottom lip to her nub. "What was that?" he asked playfully. "I didn't quite hear you."
Fū growled and forced his head back to her breast. "You bastard!" she shrieked in mixed anguish and euphoria. "I won't tell you again! I won't—AH!" She was cut off by Haku's teeth nipping her nipple. "Ah! Shitshit this feels so goooood!" She grabbed at the hair on his head and gripped it like a vice, again bucking up against him.
Haku was somewhat surprised that she would react this way with his relatively-demure ministrations. If only this set her off… He grinned wickedly. He opened his mouth more widely and engulfed her breast as much as he could, kneading it and molesting it with every part of his orifice.
Fū wrapped her legs around Haku's hips tightly, grinding her pelvis against his as the pleasure shot through her and into her core. Haku raised his hips slightly while switching to the other breast again and applied the same technique to it, though he found his inner animal screaming for release. Fū's hips raised with his, her panty-clad crotch rubbing against his slacks, against her most sensitive spot. When Haku lowered, they rubbed the other way. She couldn't hold it in any longer; this was too much for her. Haku repeated these motions slowly, again and again, knowing full well what he was doing, knowing that he was bringing her to a peak.
It was just too much. She unwrapped her legs, planting her feet firmly on the bed, and thrust her hips almost violently against Haku's. She shrieked as an orgasm tore through her. Haku caught that scream with his lips, kissing her, absorbing her, his cock straining against his pants, thrusting into her pussy through three layers of clothing, three damnable layers of obstruction. Something had to be done about that.
The instant she recovered from her orgasm, she flipped Haku over onto his back and mounted herself on his hips. Her heavy panting rose and fell her mauled breasts enticingly. Haku had to have them. He tried to reach up and grab them, but Fū wouldn't have any of that; she grabbed his wrists and put them crossways on his chest. Haku looked at her in confusion, while she smiled naughtily. "Uh-uh," she teased. "No hands, not now, anyway. Just relax… It's my turn to make you feel good."
Before Haku could respond, she bent at the waist and planted a deep, saucy kiss on him, abandoning any pretense of romance or tenderness. She had gone wild, it seemed.
Haku didn't mind; wild was good.
Fū rabbit-hopped backwards until she was only over his ankles. With a deft flick of her fingers, she unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them, and pulled them down all the way off in one smooth motion, taking his undergarments along.
She gasped in appreciation. This boy was packing. She grinned down at him. "Ooooh boy," she muttered. "Fū-chan likes." Haku's cock stuck straight up into the air, the better part of eight inches of glory vertical. Haku gulped as she gently traced her fingertips on its underside, from balls to tip, the dull edges of her nails scratching, scratching. "How the fuck did you ever convince anyone you were a girl?"
Haku laughed and shivered simultaneously. "I—ugh! never let anyone see me na—mmm—naked…" He hissed as Fū gently blew on the swollen head of his member. "Fūūūū… Stop that…"
Fū grinned wickedly up Haku's body. "Stop what? This?" She pursed her lips and blew more strongly, a tight jetstream of air aimed directly at the slit at the end of his cock. It jumped, bobbing independently up and down, almost slapping his stomach in the process. "You can't mean that," she growled erotically. "You like it, I know." She blew again, though more softly, incorporating warm air in her breath. He moaned; he couldn't take this for much longer.
Without warning, Haku bucked his hips involuntarily. Reacting instantly, Fū planted her hands on Haku's hips and forced them down to the bed. "Uh-uh," she repeated. "Just relax, Haku," she purred. "Just let little Fū-chan have her fun…" She delved her head down to his crotch and stuck her tongue out, slowly licking the underside of his shaft. She moaned at the taste of him; oddly enough, he actually had a flavor apart from the normal taste of skin: the faintest tang of mint came to her tongue as she massaged his supple flesh.
Taking her right hand off of his hips, she cupped his balls and started softly playing with them as she continued her long, slow licks. This continued for a few moments, Haku straining not to touch her while she touched him, Fū getting her fill of him. Eventually, she stopped licking and gently took the cock head into her mouth. Mmm… Lollipop… Fū thought contentedly as she put pressure on it with her lips and provided suction. Precum leaked into her mouth, tangy and slightly salty.
She pulled her mouth off of him, a light popping sound escaping her mouth as she swallowed his fluid with relish. "Don't you pop on me already," she teased Haku. "We haven't even begun to get going yet." The strained look on Haku's face spoke volumes; he really had been nearly at the breaking point.
"S-sorry," he stuttered, his eyes and nose pinched. "I've just never… hnn… d-done this before…"
Fū grinned while licking her lips. "It's ok, baby," she cooed. "Everyone has a first time. It's nothing to be worried about. Now, just relax… and concentrate on control. Give me a little bit, then we'll get on to the main attraction, eh?" She took his cock back into her mouth and continued sucking, gradually taking in more than the head. Up and down her head went, slowly encompassing it, inch by inch, up and down, her short green hair waving to and fro with the motions.
Four… five… six and seven inches of his length disappeared down her throat. Its sensation on Haku's shaft, the external pressure squeezing rhythmically as Fū shifted the angle of her head to better take him in, were almost too much for Haku. He had to concentrate more than he ever had before for anything not to spurt then and there. In and out his cock disappeared , in and out, over and over, Fū picking up the tempo, faster and faster, pushing him past all barriers of physical pleasure in his soul. I can't hold on! Haku thought frantically. I can—!
Sensing Haku's desperation, Fū reached up and grabbed his cock at the base and squeezed almost mercilessly. Letting it flop out of her mouth, a strand of saliva connecting the two, she looked up almost menacingly at him. "Don't you dare!" she barked commandingly. "I'm not done with you yet!" While maintaining her near-vicelike grip she once again swallowed his manhood, holding it at a 45 degree angle and essentially pushing her head forward and backward, down and up, until she had it nearly-completely to the hilt inside her.
Once it was entirely inside, she let go of his cock with her hand and went double-time on him, her hair flying all over the place as she sucked and fondled and moaned and—
Haku couldn't help it. With a cry, he grabbed her head between his hands, bucked his hips up at her, and emptied his load into her throat. "Ah…" he moaned ecstatically, his cock still hard in her throat, still spurting sporadically down her gullet. He gasped sporadically, unable to overcome the physical shock of the violent release.
Fū slowly pulled her head away from Haku's crotch, he all the while releasing minute spurts every few seconds. For several minutes, she maintained almost-constant suction while moving her head up and down, his half-hard member like warm rubber in her mouth, neither solid nor liquid, simply in an in-between state of arousal. Even with such an explosive climax, her oral ministrations kept him from going completely limp.
Slowly… slowly… she finally raised her head enough for his cock to fall out from between her lips and onto his belly. A thin strand of saliva connected her lower lip and its tip, thinning as it stretched longer and longer in a slightly-curved arc. It snapped and fell onto the sheets with a light flop, stringing along his penis and balls erotically.
Haku panted, all of the energy seemingly drained from his body. He shivered as a quiver ran through him, the afterglow of the physical ecstasy. "Oooohhhhh," he moaned between labored breaths. "Fū… that was… that was…"
Fū licked her lips, swiping all of his semen from them and swallowing it with a little gulp. "I know, lover," she cooed. "But don't think it's over just yet." She smiled wickedly. "The party's only just begun. That was merely a warmup."
Haku's head fell back onto the bed. "I don't think I can do that again," he protested weakly. "You're just too good…"
Fū chuckled. "Maybe so, but that just means I'll have to work all the harder." She fell to her right side and gazed lovingly at his length. "Let's see what we can do with this." She delicately reached with her left hand and gently ran her fingertips up and down the twitching, slightly-shrunk object of her desire. She tickled the vein that ran underneath, gently and slowly massaging it for several minutes while Haku squirmed on the bed. She switched to his balls, fondling them and juggling them for a moment. "I bet you still have a few rounds yet left in these bad boys," she purred, blowing hot breath on them.
Haku's cock jumped a few inches into the air, now again reaching full length. "Fūūūū…" he groaned. "Stop it, I'm going to go crazy here!"
Fū smiled coyly. "Crazy? Oh, honey, you have no idea." She moved her head closer and gently flicked the tip of her tongue against his sack, once, twice, thrice, again and again, pushing and prodding and rubbing until his hips took on a mind of their own and bucked against her face. She dodged with a laugh and used her hand to push on his stomach, pushing him back down to the bed. "Not so fast, there… Let me set the pace." She abandoned her oral technique and, to Haku's surprise, stood up from the bed. She stood at the foot of the bed and ran her hands slowly up and down her body, caressing everything between her hips and her pelvis, lightly pinching her nipples with opposite hands for a moment before swaying to music only she could hear.
She turned and crossed her arms over her hips. Digging her thumbs under the hem of her panties, she bent down at her hips and sensuously pulled them down to her feet. Haku got a full view of her behind in all its glory, and realized fully for the first time that, though Fū's chest may not have been as large as some other girls', her ass was simply gloriously proportioned.
His jaw dropped, then he mumbled to himself, "Glory, hallelujah, and amen." He grinned stupidly. "It is very good to be me sometimes."
Fū smiled at him over her shoulder as she stepped out of her garment. "You like what you see?" she asked, mostly rhetorically. She ran her hand slowly down her ass, her fingernails scraping against her exposed flesh. She shuddered with the sensation, pure animalistic, primordial urges coursing through her body.
Haku nodded solemnly. "Oh, gods, yes," he breathed.
She somehow sauntered just two steps back to the bed, her hips popping back and forth, once, twice. "Do you want me?" she asked huskily.
"Yes."
Fū put her hands on the bed and crawled slowly up and over Haku. She gave his cock a passing lick as her mouth passed it, though in his excitement Haku almost accidentally pushed it in her mouth. She lowered her body to grind against his as she slid on up. Her breasts enveloped his dick, sinking them in between her petit mounds—there was no way to believe that his cock could disappear in between them, never would he have believed it, but it was happening, it vanished completely inside of her with her slow ascent.
Haku grabbed onto her shoulders and slowly raised his hips into the air, lifting Fū with him. His cock pushed on through her cleavage, gently jabbing her in the chin. When he lowered, it sank back in between her breasts, the sound of flesh on flesh oddly loud. He groaned with the friction, but repeated. Catching on, Fū assisted with the motion, taking weight off of Haku and speeding up the process. For a few moments, there was only the gentle cycle of thrusts and moans of pleasure. Occasionally, Fū would lock her lips around the head of his penis, producing a sharp pop when it left.
She felt Haku quiver and stopped the odd massage. "Don't you dare pop yet, lover," she whispered, almost menacingly. "I don't know how many rounds you have left in you, but we're going to take this one for all it's worth." She got up onto her knees as Haku, flushed, fell flat back onto the bed. A fine film of sweat had formed on his brow and hairless chest. Gods… he looked so beautiful.
She crawled sensuously over him on hands and knees, until her face was level with his. Her short green hair fell over her face as she looked down with excitement into his wild eyes. "Are you ready?" she asked softly.
In response, Haku cupped a cheek and drew her lips to his. He tasted himself on her lips, in her mouth. It was strange, true, but…
After a few seconds, he broke the kiss. "Yes," he answered. "Fū, I want you. I need you. Please… please. Let me have you."
Fū smiled at him and gently lowered her body onto his. "You want me?" she whispered into his ear. She nibbled gently on his lobe, teasingly, tugging and pulling with her teeth, flicking with a deft tongue.
Haku groaned again with the sensation, quite a new one to him. He placed his hands on her thighs and squeezed; she twitched in his grasp. He experimentally slid them up to her plump ass and repeated the gesture. Huh… Her glutes tightened, instantly going from soft flesh to hard muscle in half a second. With a smile of understanding, he realized that she was, after all, a shinobi, with the body of one. "Relax," he said back into her ear. With tender motions, he kneaded her, rubbing his fingers in random directions and with constant pressure. Slowly, under his care, she once again became malleable to the touch. "That's right… just relax…"
She moaned in his grasp and shivered. Haku felt the ripples of her muscles under her skin and smiled. He reached between them and, gently gripping his cock, teased her nether folds with its head. Her inner heat threatened to set him afire. "Damn it, Haku," she moaned breathlessly as his cock nudged against her clit. "Quit… mmf… Quit t-teasing me…"
Before she'd even finished speaking he had thrust himself into her in one smooth hard stroke. They both shouted out - the triumphant sound reverberated in the sparsely furnished, but elegant bedroom.
Their movements were full of urgency and passion. Haku's hair hung loose, and draped across their bodies as he slammed into her pliant frame. He slowed for a moment, his face etched with concern, to ask Fū if he was hurting her.
"No - don't stop - harder" was all she could say - her breath coming in ragged pants.
He groaned in excitement, increasing the pace and fierceness of his lovemaking. She could feel his teeth pressing into her collarbone as she dug her nails into his muscular back. Fū wrapped her legs around him - meeting his powerful thrusts with her own. Haku unwrapped her legs from his waist, and moving one thigh downward, deftly rolled them both over on the bed, so that now he was on his back and Fū was atop him. She laughed delightedly at his skill as she leaned downward to kiss his waiting mouth.
Placing her palms flat on his chest, she began to ride him wildly, leaning her body backward in order to force his cock to plunge more deeply in exactly the right places. He placed a hand at the place where their bodies met, so that his thumb would rub across her clit as she moved. His other hand was in the small of her back, pulling her down harder with each stroke. Fū was very close to coming, and started to say "oh god" over and over - her voice rising in an almost musical crescendo until she was nearly screaming from the wave after wave of intense orgasm that rocked her shaking body.
She fell forward onto Haku and kissed him passionately as the climax began to subside. Her thighs were aching in this position, so she whispered to him to help her move back onto the bed. Unwilling to remove his erection from her for even a moment, he controlled her movements - pulling one thigh down between them as he rolled her back onto the mattress. He waited for a moment, his hard penis still poised inside her, for Fū's breathing to normalize. She looked up at him adoringly, brushing his long, silky dark hair back and behind one ear. She was almost surprised as he began to thrust into her again, gasping excitedly.
Haku took hold of her knee and place one leg over his shoulder, enabling him able to penetrate her even more deeply. Now his penis was hitting her cervix with every stroke. She gripped his shoulders and ran kisses under his chin and down his Adam's apple as he moaned. She knew he was close to his own orgasm - so she began to speak into his ear in a low sexy voice.
"God you feel so incredible... I love how your cock feels inside me. Please, please come for me baby. I want you to shoot inside of me... I want to feel your seed inside me all day and remember every minute of how you're fucking me right now... Please, Haku, give it to me."
That was enough to push him over the edge and Haku shouted into her neck as he came. She felt blast after blast as he climaxed inside her. There was a fine sheen of perspiration on both of their bodies, their long hair mingling together on the white pillows.
He lifted his head, and continued to kiss her, now very gently, murmuring sweet things in soft, sweet tones to her until his penis gradually softened and slipped out of her. He fell back onto the bed next to her and they both stared up at the ceiling, utterly spent. Fū curved back toward him in an almost fetal position, and eventually drifted back into a light sleep, her mind completely at ease, her body feeling completely dissipated.
A/N: Yup, there you go. Another full-on lemon. Hope you enjoy. Now I can clear this outta my "to-do" list. Please review!