Tasted
She tasted like vanilla and berries
He had to lean forward and she had to stand on her toes when they kissed. Sometimes, when he wanted to take it further he would pull her to her lap. With her he could do anything. She was his doll- she didn't object to anything he wanted and said. He was someone that threw all his emotions towards her. She could handle it, which was amazing because he couldn't even take it. She pleased him and he pleased her by loving her. She was shy and innocent and provocative and seductive. He was possessive and passionate and hesitant and curious.
She was his white eyed, beautiful, and intoxicating angel that saved him from damnation (sinking deeper into an abyss because of Itachi).
He was her silent, dark haired, and handsome prince charming who saved her from the dragon (family... Neji).
He tasted like chocolate and coffee.
Authors Note: Too lazy to think of a plot. This is just a goddamn short blurb of crap. Hopefully you enjoyed it. One-shot.