It had been a long night.
Left in a room with Sakura it had been... Well at first it was good. Not entirely good, but good in a cathartic sense. A burst of emotions that they both wanted to get out. Once again Naruto and Sakura had flouted Anko's rule but given the circumstances he was fairly sure their sensei would understand.
But, that catharsis had been interrupted. Not for Sakura. For Naruto alone. As his guard clone's memories and a piddling amount of chakra returned to him.
It seemed he had misjudged and misunderstood Hinata a great deal. She had watched him and Sakura? She had touched herself while watching them? He felt an uncomfortable wriggling sensation in his gut for the invasion of such an intimate moment. That was supposed to be just him and Sakura. She had no business inserting herself into it. But... It was hardly fair for him to judge Hinata on that with how his relationships were. That there was a plurality at all said as much. He had multiple lovers and he was sure... Well actually he wasn't sure any of them would prefer to be his one and only. Kushina wanted many grandchildren and couldn't give them to him. Sakura and Ino seemed as happy with each other as they were with him. And Kin... Well she had firmly settled herself into the role of servant, both in and out of the bedroom. However, that didn't change the fact that he was very much going against convention when it came to intimacy.
Even if he had more stable moral high ground... The guilt. The sheer, crushing guilt he saw in her every movement and expression. It hurt him to look at her. It was more than possible that she felt worse about what she was doing, or at least getting caught doing it, than he did. And... If he was honest, he could somewhat relate to that too. He knew what it was like to feel guilt enjoying a view he shouldn't. With the benefit of hindsight he knew Kushina had been deliberately putting on a show for him when he was younger. That she had wanted him to jerk off thinking about her body. But at the time the guilt was horrible. He felt like there was something wrong with him. And yet the guilt made it more arousing until he reached climax and felt the weight of it crush him unhindered.
Kushina had never returned before he finished. Perhaps that too was deliberate. She had waited until he was done, maybe watched him do it, before she returned and acted like she was none the wiser. But what if she had come in? What if she had 'caught' him? Would he have crumbled under the humiliation and guilt? Prostrated himself giving sobbing apologies like Hinata had?
... He was fairly certain he wouldn't have insisted on eating her out as an apology though. Even if it would have been as effective on Kushina as it was on Naruto.
Why had she done that?
It was the one thing he didn't understand even a little bit. Guilt he understood. Despair he understood. Desperation he understood. But of all things she could have chosen to do, she did that? He couldn't say he didn't enjoy it. She was very good, almost as good as Kushina. But the reasons behind it, knowing how horrible she felt, it more than put a damper on things. She was crying, dammit! That wasn't okay!
He didn't get much rest with Sakura for all these thoughts running around in his head. Nor did he get the chance to talk to Tenten about seals when she switched in for Sakura. He needed to make up the time for actual rest so he would be awake and aware for guard duty. According to Tenten it was pretty boring save for Guy trying to get up and about to exercise against Sakura's advice. Guy wasn't an idiot... Or at least not a complete idiot. The exuberant Jonin just hated the feeling of doing nothing. His daily routine began with waking up and doing vertical push-ups so stuck on bed rest, any time he woke up that was what he would try to do.
The fact that he shared the first guard duty with Sakura made things easier. She could easily keep an eye on Guy. She had a stare Naruto dubbed the 'medic glare' that despite the massive difference in rank and strength managed to cow the antsy Jonin into submission. Maybe it was a genjutsu? If it was, it had to be B-rank at least.
After that, his second shift was with Hinata which was an entirely different experience. They couldn't talk about what happened so the best Naruto could do was send the Hyuga a reassuring smile. What his clone had said, it meant it. And so did the real him. He didn't hate her. He was a little hurt, but mostly he was just confused. He didn't know how well she took it. Only that she was much more fidgety than usual as they sat in the quiet of the room.
He breathed a sigh of relief as time finally ticked down to the end of his shift, glad for the chance to get out of the emotionally tense atmosphere. But before he could– "O-kay, that's enough of that!" Kakashi suddenly declared with sudden vigour. "Naruto, go grab Sakura so she can give us both a check-up."
"Huh?" Naruto asked intelligently, droopy eyed and fatigued from trying to stay alert for so long. "Yeah, okay."
Within a moment he had fetched his lover from another room after relaying Kakashi's message. The pinkette frowned as she gave the two Jonin a medical once-over. "Hm. Kakashi, your body is still showing signs of fatigue but you mostly seem fine. Any aches, pains?"
"Fit as a fiddle, doc."
The medic glare came out again. "Would you tell me if there were problems?"
"It's bad form to lie to your doctor."
Medic glare level two. "That wasn't an answer."
The white-haired ninja rolled his eyes. "I feel a little stiff, a little low, but I'm fine."
"Mm-hm," she grunted as she moved on to Guy. A glow moving below her hands as she ran them a few inches above his body, paying special attention to the major tendons and ligaments. "Hm. Treatment seems to be working fine. Ligaments responding well, tendons healing up nicely. Fractures... On the way to mending. How do you feel?"
"Like being confined to this bed has reduced the flame of my soul to a sputtering ember!"
The medic rolled her eyes, resigned to a more thorough analysis if she wasn't going to get any real answers. "Breathe. Deep." Her palm hovered over his chest as it rose with a deep breath in, first one side and then the other. "And out." He shook slightly as he let the air escape his lungs. "Cough if you need to, Guy."
"I shall endure!"
"I said cough you idiot!" she demanded with a press on his chest. He curled slightly, giving off a wheezing cough.
"Some bedside manner," Kakashi commented.
She regarded him out of the corner of her eye. "Stubborn patients are stubborn patients."
"When do you think we'll be good to travel?"
She took a moment to consider before giving her assessment. "You would be fine today, though I would recommend avoiding anything strenuous. Guy... Not today. Tomorrow, maybe. And he would still need to take it easy."
"Need to, or just your professional recommendation?" Kakashi pressed.
She narrowed her eyes at him, folding her arms over her chest as she turned to face him fully. "You've got a lot of experience talking to medical ninja don't you?"
"I have experience with a lot of things," he didn't answer. "Well?"
Sakura sighed. "Recommendation. He's healing faster than I anticipated but that's no reason to try to rush his recovery."
"No," the mission commander agreed, "But getting back to the Hidden Leaf to give our full report is a reason to leave as soon as we're able." He climbed out of bed, stretched to the point his back popped. "Tomorrow?"
The Genin hesitated, looked at the still recovering Guy. "If we run into enemy ninja he won't be much good. But he'll be able to travel."
"I must correct you, young Haruno!" Guy rebuked her sitting up in bed. "Should the need for combat arise, I, Might Guy, shall rise to the occasion! I shall soar like the majestic peacock, displaying my majestic plumage for all to– Oof!" The bandaged ninja grunted as Sakura's palm shoved him back down onto the bed.
"You said majestic twice and peacocks suck at flying!"
"But they appear majestic all the same!"
"Well good then!" Kakashi cut in before the strange argument could continue. "Looks like we've got a plan, eh kids? Who wants to hit the beach?"
"The... The beach?" Hinata spoke up for the first time, confused but interested.
"Wouldn't that be crazy reckless, just going to relax on the beach?" Sakura asked the Jonin with folded arms. "Anko-sensei keeps telling us never to let our guard down on a mission."
"And that's a good rule of thumb," Kakashi nodded approvingly. "Thing is, every rule has exceptions and this is one. You kids had a hairy time of it. The way I see it, you could use a moment to de-stress. Naruto and Hinata have been antsy the whole time they've been here." The mentioned Genin looked at each other, silently acknowledging Kakashi might have misread the reason for that. "Besides, to be brutally honest... If those missing nin were going to take another shot at us while we're in town, this hotel would be rubble by now. Our trip back is going to be the real danger, so this is the best chance we'll get to get you kids' heads back on straight in case things go bad on the road."
"The sand is excellent for strengthening the legs and feet!" Guy piped up. "I shall–!"
"Sit in a sun chair and not move," Sakura corrected him before he could even finish.
"Sit in a sun chair and not move."
Sakura nodded firmly, only once she had done so did she realise she had tacitly agreed to the unexpected beach excursion. She sighed. "Fresh sea air would be good for your recovery, I guess."
"That's the spirit!" Kakashi praised her, hopping off the bed. "I'll go tell the other munchkins. We'll have a nice, relaxing afternoon."
"I don't have a swimsuit..." Hinata admitted bashfully.
"I'm sure we can find a place," Sakura promised, guiding the shy girl by the shoulder as she followed after Kakashi. "We'll see if Tenten wants to come with."
The better part of an hour later the male half of the squad were down on the beach in swim clothes. Save for Guy who wore loose, light clothes over his bandages and Kakashi who still insisted on wearing his mask.
"This is actually kinda nice, ya know?" Naruto spoke as he lay in the sand. "I never saw the ocean before. I mean I did a little yesterday but I never really took it in, ya know? The sound of the waves is so relaxing–"
"Do you ever stop talking?" Sasuke grumbled, head resting on his forearms as he lay on his back, eyes closed as he felt the warmth of the not-quite-summer sun.
The blond scowled, opened his mouth to continue talking out of spite alone.
"Naruto, we're trying to relax, don't pick fights," Kakashi drawled.
"I didn't even–!"
"You were about to and we both know it."
The Genin's mouth shut. With a frown he lay back down and put his hands behind his head, unknowingly mimicking the Uchiha's pose.
"Hey, sorry we took so long!"
Suddenly Naruto's sulk was brought to an abrupt end by the sound of Sakura's voice. He flipped up on to his feet and turned around to greet her, only to be met by three visions of beauty.
Tenten had gone for the most conservative option but that wasn't saying that much. Her swimsuit resembling a tanktop and shorts that bared her midriff, both parts of the black suit skin-tight with a yellow stripe running down the left side. Sakura went for something more cute than Tenten's sporty choice. A pastel pink and white bikini, the top having a frilled fringe hanging from the bottom, the bottoms covered by a short skirt.
And Hinata...
For as tomato red as her face was, it was bizarre to see her so embarrassed given the suit she had chosen. A purple sling bikini that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. The straps that 'covered' her breasts showed exactly how much she had been hiding under her somewhat shapeless clothes. And more, exactly how inadequate her choice of swimsuit was for containing it. Despite her crimson blush, she held her arms behind her back, putting herself on full display.
Kakashi glanced at them, concluded that if a fight did break out Hinata would end up fighting topless, and put it out of his mind. Immediately got back to relaxing.
Guy gave his own student a thumbs up for her good choice. His eyes drifted to the buxom Hyuga, opened his mouth, shut it again and pretended she wasn't there as he lay back down in his chair.
Sasuke was the first to speak. "You look cute, Sakura," he told her with not quite a smile.
"Thank you, Sasuke," she accepted the compliment with grace before looking to her lover, waiting for his thoughts.
"You all look amazing," Naruto finally managed to say, though it was clear as day he couldn't tear his eyes away from Hinata's bold choice. For so many reasons.
"Thanks," Tenten said with a shrug as she walked past. "I'm gonna do some water walking. The waves should make for good practice."
"Excellent work ethic my youthful student! I also–"
"Will sit right there!" Sakura ordered sharply. Guy slumped into the chair, sulking. Her patient once again subdued (for the moment), the pinkette smiled at her lover. "Naruto, could you put some lotion on my back?"
"Ah, sure, of course!" he answered immediately, tearing his attention away from Hinata's risqué swimsuit to attend to his girlfriend's needs. Even if he snuck looks Hinata's way now and again even while unhooking Sakura's top to do a proper job with the lotion.
"She's the reason we took so long," Sakura told him, looking up at him over her shoulder. She smirked when his head snapped back to pay attention to her again. "We started with pretty ordinary suits, ones that would've looked good. But she kept pushing for something more revealing. Tenten tried to talk her out of it but..." The results spoke for themselves. "I don't know. She was timid as a mouse before but I get the feeling she's trying to get someone's attention now."
Naruto could see why she might think that. He had a feeling he knew better. Hinata's words from before rang in his head. How she would do anything as long as he wouldn't hate her. "You're not mad?"
"Why would I be mad?"
"I mean..." In hindsight he wasn't sure whether bringing this up was a bad idea. "Out of everyone you've kinda had the most problems with... Ya know... How everything's... And how we're all... Ya know?"
"You being with other girls?" Her lover wasn't the most eloquent most of the time but she got the gist. Evidenced by his sheepish nodding. "When I look back on it, it feels kind of silly. After everything that happened on this mission I... I realised there's a lot worse things to be afraid of than you paying attention to other girls."
"Are you okay?" he asked, sensing the maudlin turn of the moment.
She smiled up at him, grateful. "I'll be fine," she promised. "I guess that's the other part of it. When I needed you, you were there for me." She looked along the beach, where Hinata looked very unsure of herself with the object of her affection far away. "Now Hinata is finally putting herself out there. Go be there for her, okay?"
"I..." Over and over for the past couple of days, Sakura had never stopped amazing him. There was something he almost wanted to say, almost did say, but lost his nerve, unsure if it was true or if this was the right moment. "You're amazing," he said instead, doing his best to convey just how much he believed it.
She blushed prettily at the compliment. "Thank you." She fastened her top and sat up to turn and face him. "Now go get her."
Leaving her with a peck on the lips and a grin, he jogged back down the beach. The relief on Hinata's face as he neared was a sight to see, the buxom girl walking to meet him, and not coincidentally away from the couple of men on the street above who were sending hungry stares her way. "Hey, Hinata! Do you want me to–"
"Yes!" she answered before he could even ask. Only to realise afterwards. "I... Um, that is, I'm sorry, what were you going to say?" He held up the lotion bottle. "Oh! Yes, please!" She followed him away from the others, almost like an eager puppy, happy to lay down in the sand for him as he began applying lotion to her back.
Thankfully for Naruto and his very active libido, she didn't need to remove the straps of her swimsuit to slide his hands over the creamy skin of her back. If she had, he couldn't guarantee he would show more than she had with his erection tearing through his shorts. For the moment, it was relegated to a constricted, insistent throbbing against the fabric. "I wanted to talk to you after..." he said quietly, not wanting anyone to overhear, "With my clone. There just wasn't a good time for us to be alone."
The girl stayed silent, though the tension of her body was unmistakable, especially with his hands on it.
"I wanted to say... What my clone said, that's true. I don't hate you at all. I just... I don't understand, ya know? Why were you watching us? And while you were... I mean I know you like me but–"
"I love you," she cut him off, saying the words Naruto himself wasn't sure he could say to Sakura with absolute certainty. She sat up, the excuse for privacy and quiet conversation thrown away entirely as she turned to look at him. For a long second his eyes dropped to the expanse of cleavage on display until he tore his eyes away to look into hers. "I always have. When I first met you at the academy I thought you were amazing. I wanted to talk to you, to spend time with you, to get to know you better. But I..." She blushed. "I couldn't muster the courage. So I admired you from afar. In my head, every day was the day I would finally talk to you but it never was. So... I watched you. And I fell in love with you more and more with each passing day."
"That's... Wow." He had no idea what he could say in response to that. It seemed unreal. But he knew for certain that would be the wrong thing to say. "But... Why were you watching me then, with Sakura? Wouldn't that hurt?"
Her expression turned sheepish. No, not sheepish. Ashamed. "I... I wanted to know more about you. So... I started spending more time just watching you. Until I...Please don't hate me..." she begged again.
"I don't," he assured her, taking her hand. "I just want to understand."
"I..." She looked down, unable to look him in the eye anymore. "I started visiting your clan grounds to watch you at home. Having dinner, training outside..." She blushed. "In the washroom. That was... I saw you and Lady Kushina... And then you started touching yourself..." She squeezed the hand that took hers, adding her other hand on top. "I didn't mean to! At first... But it was... It was like I knew something about you that nobody else knew! In that moment I knew you better than anyone! That was what I always wanted! So... So I kept watching. Before I knew it those moments only I got to see were the highlight of my week."
"Then," she continued, "Then you were with Ino." If Naruto had expected those words to come with heartbreak he was mistaken. "I wished it was me. But even if it wasn't... It was another precious moment in your life that I was a part of, even if you didn't know it."
"You watched me with Ino?!"
She cringed at his raised voice. "And with Lady Kushina. And Sakura," she admitted, visibly fearful of his reaction. "I didn't see you with that girl, the one you got pregnant. But... I wish I did," she added quietly.
Naruto stared at her, uncomprehending. His mouth hung open, his eyes wide. This was... A lot more to take in than Hinata just being a voyeur. She was... She was kind of crazy, a little bit. Or maybe even more than a little bit. This was a hell of a lot more than he was prepared to deal with going into this. If nothing else, he understood now the one thing he hadn't understood before. He knew why shed did what she had for his clone. She was desperate to be a part of his life. She loved him, or thought she loved him, and she feared his rejection so much she would do anything to avoid it.
And thanks to his wordless reaction, that fear rose in her again. "I knew it! I know, I'm horrible! I am! But please, I can't bear it if you hate me! I'll do anything! Anything you want!" She looked around frantically, her eyes landing on a hut further up the beach. "There, where we got changed! We can go there! I can prove it!" she insisted, running toward it.
"Wait, Hinata!" he called after her. He couldn't just leave her like that, in that state. He chased after her. As he entered the wooden shack he saw it before he saw her. Her swimsuit on the floor.
Then Hinata, naked and sitting in seiza, waiting for him. "W-We're alone in here," she said, trying to sound happy and enticing. "What would you like to do? We could do what we did before, I mean, with your clone. Or, or whatever else you want." Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips. "I'm yours. I always wanted to be yours. I've always been yours. Just... Just tell me what to do and I'll do it!"
"Hinata..." What did he even say? This felt like a fragile situation. He could take her up on her offer. She was a beautiful girl with an incredible body, curves in all the right places while tight and toned everywhere else. And yet, while she knelt before him, begging him to use her, his erection straining his swim shorts, it was the last thing he wanted in that moment. What he wanted, he wanted to find a way to get through to this girl who had put him on such a pedestal, one he could never live up to. He didn't know what the right thing to say in a situation like this would be. He wasn't sure anyone could. So, he did what he always tried to do. He spoke from the heart.
"I don't know you." Even as he watched her face fall, as the tension and anticipation in her pose fell away, he knew it had to be said. "Hinata, you've told me all these things you know about me, stuff I didn't know anyone knew." A realisation struck. "You... When you were with my clone it was so much like... You learned by watching her, didn't you?"
"You seemed to like hers best," the girl said in a small, guilty voice.
"Argh, that ain't fair, ya know?!" he complained. "I barely even talked to you and you already know everything about me, even what kind of blowjobs I like?! How is that fair?!"
"I-I know!" the words came out in a sob. "I'm horrible!" She rose from her knees, stood with legs splayed apart, "I might disgust you, but that's okay!" she promised with a tearful smile. "Even, even if you just use me as a toy, I don't care as long as I can be with you! You don't need to know me–"
"Dammit, Hinata! I want to!" he exclaimed, her own words cutting off with a choked gasp. "I asked you out before! That was because I thought you were cute and you seemed nice! I wanted to get to know you! I still do! But now I find out you know everything about me but I barely know anything about you!" He approached her, paid no mind to her exposed body, instead stared into her pale eyes as he pulled her hands from behind her back to hold them in his. "Is that why you've been doing all this? With my clone, the sexy swimsuit, bringing me here for... Whatever? You thought I wouldn't want that anymore?"
"You shouldn't," she looked away, blinking away tears. "It didn't matter how much I loved it, I didn't have the right to do it. Invading all those private moments–"
"Yeah, you learned more than I wanted you to know," he acknowledged, tilting her chin up so she met his eyes again. With a finger he wiped away her tears as he gave her a gentle smile. "And when my clone barged into that room I learned more than you wanted me to know, right? I might not know the basic stuff, but I sure learned something nobody else knows about you, ya know? We're closer to even than you might think."
"Lady Kushina knows a little too..." the Hyuga admitted.
Naruto blinked. That put an odd bit of context on this whole situation. Kushina knew and never chased Hinata off? "Well, then you probably know I have a weekly appointment to send a bunch of clones to gangbang my mom. Kind of a highlight of my week, ya know? So... I don't really have much room to judge people for what they like. So Hinata Hyuga is the mother of all peepers," he said dismissively, squeezing her hands, "I still wanna know who she is past that." She had looked away again. "Hey, Hinata. What's your favourite food?"
"Umm... I like... Red bean soup?"
Naruto smiled. "See?! There's–"
"Your semen was also surprisingly good," she added, quieter.
Alright, well, he gave a silent thanks to Ino for insisting on adding whatever it was to his diet. Knowing women liked the taste of his cum was an unexpected bit of gratification. But he didn't want to get away from his original point. "See? Now I know a little more about you. If we're ever gonna be together I'll wanna know you as well as you know me. The way I see it, you just skipped a couple steps, ya know? Just give me time to catch up!"
She couldn't help it, the strange euphoria of relief burbling out of her in wet giggles. "Okay! Whatever you want," she promised, "I'll tell you. All my secrets are yours!" It seemed like a fair trade. She had stolen his, so would give him hers.
"Alright," he smiled back at her, giving her hands one last squeeze before letting go. "You should put your suit back on so we can get back out there."
"Wait!" she halted him, nervously holding one arm with her other hand. "We're... Not going to have sex?"
"You don't have to–"
"I want to!" she insisted, only to check her passion as she added with a blush, "You know... If... If you want to I'd... You know..."
On the one hand, Naruto was still a teenage boy who had been having a lot of sex in recent days. His libido was on a hair trigger most of the time just from a combination of youth, heritage and regular activity. On the other hand, it felt to him like if he said yes, and he very much wanted to say yes. While he had successfully set her attractiveness aside for the more important factors of this moment he wasn't ignorant of it. Hinata was a beautiful girl with a body made for sex. But if he said yes, that would undermine everything he had said. Saying she didn't need to throw herself on his dick for his approval but going along with it when she did it anyway?
... Still, maybe there was something else. "Come here," he beckoned her, watched her surprise and wide-eyed joy as she thought he had changed his mind. He guided her to a wall. Pinned her there as he kissed her shoulder.
She gasped and quivered from just that. "Naruto!"
"We're not going to have sex," he told her, even as his actions told a different story, his hands sliding across her soft skin, his lips leaving trails of kisses along her collarbone. "But... I figure we're not quite even, ya know?" With that hint to his intentions, he gave her another. His kisses trailing down her sternum, his hands grasping and squeezing her soft and round breasts as he continued his path south.
Hinata grinned and panted as she realised what he was doing. Where he was going. What was about to happen. He had talked about making them even. And as he slid down to part her thighs, kneel before her. One hand tickling along her inner thigh, the other sliding tauntingly around the soft rise of her mound. "Yes, Naruto, please!" she begged him. "Touch me there!" It wasn't how she imagined it but she had imagined it a thousand different ways. The surprise just made it better. They weren't even all that hidden. The door didn't close properly and the girls had used this hut to change into their suits. What if one of them came in? Would they be disgusted by how lewd she was? Tenten probably would. But Hinata didn't care about her opinion. The only one that mattered was Naruto's. And the gentle circular sweeps of his finger over her folds told her all she needed.
Let them see! Let them watch her Naruto make her cum! Let them wish they were in this position as she had!
She let out a squeak of surprise as without warning his finger was replaced by his tongue. The slithering slick organ sliding over her equally slick lips. She was soaked. There was no hiding it. Naruto was getting a thorough experience of tasting her arousal. Despite the one moment of despair she had been anticipating being used by the object of her obsession. This too wasn't what she had expected. Even now she wasn't sure which she would have preferred. This was wonderful, truer to what their relationship was, probably for the better in the long run. But there was no denying a large part of her was desperate to have him inside her. To claim her as his, officially take what she felt belonged to him ever since they first met.
While she didn't get that, she got the next best thing as his wriggling tongue swirled once more before diving in, parting her soaked folds and delving into her lewd hole. Then inside, she felt it continue to swirl, clockwise, then counter-clockwise, exploring her insides. Had she looked down in that moment, she would have seen him looking up at her, reading her reactions. Instead she was oblivious as the blond stared up in fascination at her fondling one of her heavy breasts, her head cast back and panting in ecstasy.
Her legs felt weak. But suddenly that was no longer a problem as she felt his strong hands grip her thighs and lift. Still supported by the wall, Hinata found herself riding the Uzumaki's face, her legs hanging over his shoulders. She grabbed hold of his head, forcing his face deeper into her slit. The change in position, in pace, in intensity, it was fit to bring her over the edge on its own. She had relied on him, as someone to look up to, finding support in him even if he didn't know her or that she needed it. And now here she was literally being supported by him, all while he brought her pleasures she had never expected and couldn't have imagined.
"Naruto! Na-Naruto! More! Please!" Her final plea came out as a strained squeal. "I'm almost there! I!" Her vocalisations turned to nothing more than stuttered squeaks. Even as her mind went blank she couldn't mistake the sounds coming from below. Her pussy convulsing, producing more and more nectar, and Naruto's swallowing. He was... He was drinking it? She didn't know whether to be amazed, aroused or humiliated. Perhaps she felt all three and they all fed into one another.
Carefully, the blond lowered her back down until her feet were back on the wooden floorboards. Not that she had an easy time standing after such an intense climax.
He grinned at her, her juices coating his face in a liquid sheen. "You don't taste half bad either, ya know?"
She stared at him. Awe. Joy. Gratitude.
Hunger.
"Wha– Hey!"
She didn't listen as she pulled his swim shorts down and sucked his cock into her mouth. As she managed to sink herself almost down to the hilt, any and all misgivings of his turned to groans of pleasure.