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Ino and Hinata, a couple, are supposed to be going to a party. But Ino decides that the two ought to have a little fun before they go. They are already late, she reasons, so what's another 30 minutes?
"Oi, Hinata, get your butt back here!" Ino shouted from across the room.
The blonde was wearing a long, purple bardot dress, the ends of which flowed outward. Her hair was up in a fluffy ponytail, and she was supposed to be wearing heels. Supposed to, because she and Hinata were to attend a party later that night. Ino, being in a somewhat frisky mood, had singlehandedly decided that their current late state was going to be... added to, significantly.
, her hair up in a puffy ponytail and Hinata, for her part, was wearing ripped jeans, a loose blouse, and a cardigan to cover her pearly white shoulders.
"Ino-Chan!" Came the reply from the Hyuuga heiress, an indignant tone in her voice. "We have to go, there's no time for thi-"
But, with a single stride, the blonde closed the distance between them. She then firmly clasped a hand around the lavender haired girl's backside while using the other to pull her in by her slender hand. She closed her eyes and shut Hinata up with a long and passionate kiss, squashing any lingering complaints that might have been on the tip of her tongue.
Hinata responded with a small moan, her eyelids fluttering shut as she felt Ino's nails tracing her behind with loving caresses. Her toes curled in delight as their tongues battled for dominance. Meanwhile Ino's other hand found its way from her hand to her face, to her chest, and down until it reached her belly. The blonde teased her, drawing small circles around her belly button with her knuckles, eliciting small but noticeable flinches for each time she got a little too close to Hinata's sweet spots.
The blonde certainly took no small amount of glee in her exploration, often reaching just a little lower with her fingers than was, perhaps, necessary. She felt a grin tug at her cheeks, which she quelled, though not before her thrill became apparent in how her tongue got just a little more aggressive.
But soon Hinata began to roll with it, moving her hips back and forth, goading Ino's fingers to explore just that little bit lower, even while her hands found themselves undoing the zipper on the back of Ino's dress. Moments later the dress came away, followed by her bra.
The two lovers broke off their kiss, both gasping for air as they realised that their passion alone could not keep them alive.
In stark contrast to her earlier demeanour, Hinata was first to resume their activities, kneeling down at Ino's feet and placing both palms on the blonde's thighs. She quickly manoeuvred her hands silkily up and around, finally letting them rest on Ino's behind.
Then with an almost casual yank, she ripped Ino's lily white panties off.
"I really want to know how you got good at that." Ino commented.
"Tough," Hinata smiled, then positioned her face between Ino's bare thighs. "You'll never find out." She mumbled. Hinata's voice, the blonde decided, could do wonderful things when in the right position.
Then the lavender-haired girl went to work, squeezing, licking, sucking, and otherwise doing all she could to bring her lover to as quick a climax as possible - they had places to be, after all.
"Mmm..." Ino moaned, eyes screwed tight and lips clenched hard between her teeth. Her hands shot out and grasped Hinata's head, pulling her further. Ino felt a small sound vibrate through her as Hinata yelped at her hair being pulled so hard. As a consequence, Ino pulled harder. Hinata pulled away. Ino's head shot down just in time to watch as Hinata inserted a couple of fingers into her pulsing heat. Ino's legs quivered, her eyes glazing over as Hinata moved inside her. Then Hinata's tongue was back at it again, focusing this time on the hard nub just above where her fingers were already working.
Ino's breaths came short and sharp, soft and ragged. Hinata's unoccupied hand found itself just barely brushing Ino's left buttock, and for each time her fingernails brushed, Ino's cheeks shuddered.
Of course, by the time Ino was aware of conscious thought again, Hinata was already coming out of the bathroom. "I'm ready dear, and I've made sure you are too," Hinata's pleasant voice echoed. She was smiling sweetly and held her phone in her hands. Ino was already clothed, courtesy of Hinata's kindness. "The cab is on its way. We'd better go soon." Hinata offered Ino a peck on the cheek as she helped her off the sofa she'd been lying on.
Ino protested. "But hold on, you didn't finish!" She argued.
"Oh don't worry, I will. The Lush 3 is inside me and we're going to ask them to play the music as loud as it can go." She explained. Suddenly it all made sense. Ino simply nodded, blushing at how bold Hinata had suddenly gotten.
With that, the sound of the doorbell came, and the night only just beginning.