Warning for description of bodily harm, eye gouging. Some kinky biting and ice play.

It's dark. It's always dark now. Your nose hurt and so did your toes. You slammed into a wall and accidentally kicked the table. You're recently blind and still adjusting. It sucks! Once not so long ago, you were a force to be reckoned with. Like the rest of your clan, you had your Byakugan. Those special eyes giving you the ability to see like no one else outside your kin could. You fought with style and grace. And while you aren't the strongest in your clan, you were valued. You trained hard and worked your ass off for the approval of the clan head. You're a branch member and are considered lesser.

A month ago, a mission went badly. An enemy ninja held you down as one stuck a knife into your eye socket. They popped your eyes out and took them away. It was out of desperation. They had to know it. The well protected secret of your clan's visual jutsu was now in jeopardy. It's all your clan cared about. Not your well being or trauma, but they worried about what you had done. Yes... they blame you. You couldn't even cry. You just had to sit there and listen to the clan head tell you that you are officially banished.

"You have no place among us. You have no worth as a Hyūga."

The words burned into your brain. It echoed around in your head. It made you feel useless. The only person you had left was your boyfriend. Jiraiya was a good partner. He was happy to take you in.

"I planned on asking you to move in anyways!" He laughed in hopes to cheer you up.

It was a little fast, but why not? Jiraiya liked you and enjoyed having you around. He had mixed feelings about the whole situation. On one hand, you had lost your family. On the other, you were away from all that toxicity. He's happy to be your family. The Hyūga absolutely despised him for stealing your heart away anyways. They tried several times in the past to break you up from him. It never worked. Almost a year and still going strong! Tsunade owes him money! He can keep a girl for over six months!

How did you meet? You were assigned on a mission with Jiraiya. A man hunt for an escaped prisoner. You could track them with your eyes and lead the team towards the prisoner. Jiraiya was already all flirty with you the moment he met you. He was genuinely interested in you. It was nice to have the attention. No one had ever flirted with you before. The Hyūga are prudes. They rarely approve of someone not involved in the clan even talking to them. They had your life on a set of tracks and expected you to follow it. That included the man they expected you to marry. Jiraiya threw a wrench into that when he asked you out. Where you quickly fell in love with him. Where you ended up in his bed soon after. Now he had you all to himself. Your clan probably had a heart attack when they found out you moved in with him. Unmarried and living with a man? Goodness, their whole world may just come crashing down! How scandalous!

Most days now you feel like a burden. You can't navigate the apartment very well. You don't want to go outside. It's hard to do anything. Jiraiya was patient to teach you the layout of his home. He understood your plight. You used to have almost complete three hundred sixty degree vision. Now you have none. It must be a shock to the system. You ran into things. You stubbed your toes and hit the walls. You got frustrated easily because of it. But your boyfriend assured you it was okay.

"It's a learning curve! Don't rush yourself." Jiraiya advised you. He walked behind you and held your waist as he helped you through the apartment. He gave you a light spank on the butt for encouragement when you got it right. "Atta girl!" He would follow up with a happy cheer. It never failed to make you feel better.

Currently, you have your head in your hands. You're sitting crossed legged and wishing you had eyes to cry with. You got frustrated again. You got turned around and smacked headfirst into a wall. Then you turned the other way onto to stub your toes on a chair. Jiraiya had gone out to train his students. It's hard to tell time. Who knows how long he's been gone. Who knows how long you've been pouting on the floor. You reach around and find the wall. You manage to stand with it's help. As you do, the door opens.

"I'm home!" Jiraiya announced happily. You hear him shuffling around, dropping off his stuff and taking off his shoes. "Babe? Where are you?" His voice was farther away, he must have gone to the bedroom.

"Over here!" You say from your post on the wall.

"Baby! You sneaky fox! I didn't see you there!" He was in an ecstatic mood. His voice happy and chipper.

He's approaching. You can hear his steps and he has an obvious presence. He puts his arms around you tightly. You hug him and nuzzle your cheek against his chest. His hugs are very comforting. They feel the same. He smells the same. If only you could see his face again. You touch his hair, stroking the length of the ponytail down his back. It feels the same too. But you find it you appreciate it more. It's nice. Thick and wiry, but soft.

"Jiraiya?" You call his name quietly. Something was bugging you.

"What's up?" He responds.

"What do I look like now?"

Jiraiya was quiet for a moment. He holds your face, gently guiding it to different angles. He puts kisses on your face. All by your eyelids and the bridge of your nose. He hadn't explained what you look like since you got out of the hospital.

"Is it really that horrible?" You say. Then you gasp with realization. "I-Is this why you haven't had sex with me since I moved in? I'm too ugly now?"

"No! You're fucking beautiful!" Jiraiya said before kissing you. "I didn't want to upset you while you were still recovering, that's all."

He touches your face. His first fingers and thumbs stroking your forehead and cheeks. It's almost like a massage. Luckily, you still had your eyelids. So all you got is emptiness behind your lids. Two vast, dark sockets. Or at least that's how you saw it. It's a silly perspective, in his opinion. He stroked over the healing scars on your under eyes. And cheeks. He applied a very gentle pressure as he stroked over your eyelids. He didn't want to cave them in or hurt you. You simply look like you were always sleeping. Always at peace.

"You got some little scars around your eyes." He spoke quietly. He kissed the area. A gentle kiss on your cheek right beside your eye. "And your nose." He pecked the bridge of your nose. "And one on the side of your face." His lips tickled your hairline by your ear. Finally he kissed your lips again. He held it and kept it for a few seconds. It still felt the same, maybe better now that all you can do is feel it. "Your scars don't define you. Don't let them define you. You're beautiful and don't let anyone tell you different."

A smile forms on your lips. How sweet. His words are so comforting. You run your hands up his arms, over his neck, and finally his face. It's a gentle caress, but firm as you cradle his jaw. You miss seeing Jiraiya's face. He had the most charming smile. Relaxed, goofy, a little lopsided. And his eyes! Oh how you miss looking into his eyes. Those dark, sparkling eyes. Like onyx or agate. Black like the night sky and the light caught them like stars. They glittered like a clear summer night when he's happy. They were pitch and cloudy like a grim overcast when he's sad. His face would be stoic but his eyes always portrayed his emotions. It's rare to see such expressive eyes in a shinobi. It's just one of the many reasons you like him.

Your eyes he loved. The Hyūga have such captivating eyes. They lack pupils. They range from completely clear to a hint of purple or pink. Yours were more on the purple side. They had the softest brush of colour to them like a water colour painting.

When you first started dating him, he sent cards. Along with the sentiments already printed in them, he wrote beautiful letters. He's a talented writer. He wrote about the way your eyes catch his attention in a poem that always made you smile. He wrote comparisons to gems and flowers. Like how they shined like ametrine stones under clear water and had the gentle but vast beauty of a field of blooming heather. He bought you bouquets with lisianthus, moonflowers, and cosmos. Occasionally when he came back from missions, he'd have purple flowers he saw and picked for you. You fondly remember him bringing home monkshood and you had giggle.

"Honey, those are poisonous!" You laughed as you pointed at the flower he was holding.

"What!" Jiraiya dripped the thing like it would kill him right then and stared at it in offence. He looked at you with wide eyes. "I'm I okay? Should I go to the hospital?"

You rolled your eyes at his dramatic reaction. "Just go wash your hands and whatever other parts it may have touched, you boob! You're fine!"

"Do you miss my eyes?" You ask in the present.

A quiet laugh was Jiraiya's first response. He tucked your hair behind your ears, keeping the strands from covering your face. "I guess I do sometimes, if I'm being honest." Your expression fell, but he kissed you before you could be sad. "You are gorgeous without them. I fell in love with you, not your eyes."

He grabbed your ass. You felt his lips turn into a smile against your skin. He reaches underneath you pants and underwear to grip your bare butt. Which he squeezed and groped.

"Now, as for the sex part... I guess I have been slacking on you, haven't I?" Jiraiya changed his tone to that flirty whisper that sends a rush of excitement.

"A little! I miss you like that!"

"We can't have that now!"

Jiraiya picked you up. He held you by your butt and you had to hold onto him with your legs around his waist.

You squeal in surprise and delight when he tosses you on the bed. You land comfortably on your back. Jiraiya wastes no time in taking off your clothes. Your legs are hanging over the edge of the bed. Another dose of excitement flutters up your spine. You can't see, but you can tell he's looking at you. You shift and spread your legs.

"Damn fine! You look hot like that, babe!" Jiraiya chuckled a little at the sight of you. His hands caress your inner thighs. You can feel his breath against your pussy. "It's been a while since I've had a taste of this!"

"Gah!" You cry out and your hands fly down to grip his hair. He went right at it! His wet tongue lapping from the very end of your entrance to your clit. The noises you make only encourage him to go harder. He licks and drags his top teeth along your clit. "Jiraiya!" You encourage him with a moan of his name.

His lips curl into a smile again before he goes back at it. The tip of his tongue pokes and teases your entrance. Swirling around the rim a few times. Then up to do the same to your clit before going back down. He finally slid it inside. It provided some relief! You grip onto his hair as he pushes his tongue in and out. He flipped and curled it to give you some different sensations. You squeeze his head with your thighs. Jiraiya is fully into it. He was eating you out with renewed enthusiasm. The sounds your making and the way your thighs squeeze his head was one of his favourite things. The sounds were a little muffled, but the feeling of your soft skin against his cheeks and ears was worth it. Likewise for you! His hair is soft and fluffy! It's fun to have all of that floof against your sensitive inner thighs.

Jiraiya's wet tongue ran over your clit. It caressed and rubbed every little bit of it. Your hips buck in response. He grabbed them and held them against the bed. No moving! This is his job to do. He attacks that sensitive little button with hard pressure and swiftness. Your nails scrape against his scalp as you writhe against it. Your voice grew in volume. You grip fistfuls of his hair. Your body goes stiff as your nerves get overwhelmed.

"Jiraiya!" You cry his name as you cum.

He sat up after it was done. You hear him lick his lips and swallow. His hands stroke your thighs and ass. His wet lips kiss up your belly.

"Wait right here." He told you. He pushed your legs apart again. "And stay like that. I got an idea."

"Idea? What kind of idea? Jiraiya? Jiraiya!" You call for him as he walks away.

You stay how you are, just like he asked. Just what did he have in mind? You stretch your arms above your head. You find a section of your hair and play with it as you wait. At least he's giving you time to recover and calm down before doing something perverted. You hear clinks of something dropping into a container. What the hell was Jiraiya doing? After several moments, his heavy steps entered the room again.

"You stayed put! That's my girl!" He teased you. He patted your knee. He shakes something around. It's a recognizable sound.

"Is... it... a glass of water?" You venture a guess. "You thirsty or something?"

"I'm always thirsty." He jokes before setting the glass down. It made a soft noise when it hit the nightstand. "And close! But there's no water."

"Soda? Tea? What are you that eager to get the taste of my-!"

"Whoa there!" Jiraiya interrupted you. "It's nothing like that. Lay back, relax, and let me do my thing."

If you still had eyes, you would have rolled them. You do relax your body and wait for him. There's a rustle of clothing as he undressed. The bed dips by your side. The glass clinks around again. Just how much ice is in there? Is he that over heated he cleared out a full ice tray? He better have refilled it.

A sudden cold cube touched your navel. It swirled around your tummy. It's an ice cube. Jiraiya was teasing you with ice. It dripped down your skin and left trails in it's wake. It hardened your nipples as they passed over. He swirled the cold block around your nipple before paying attention to it with his mouth. His tongue and lips were so warm in comparison. He popped the mostly melted ice into his mouth before continuing to lick it. It made it cold and hot. There's a crunch between his teeth.

"You shouldn't eat ice. It's not good for your teeth." You quietly advised. You reach out and you find his shoulder.

"That's just an old wives tale." Jiraiya dismisses your concern. He kisses you and lightly nips your bottom lip. "My teeth are still sharp and strong enough to bite you until you bleed."

"Is that so? Are you going to cover me in love bites?"

"Only if you want."

You grin. You stroke his neck and shoulder. "Is that what the ice is for? To numb my skin for your bites?"

He kissed you. He smiled against your lips before pulling back. "That just might be it. But it's more fun when you can feel it all! You can probably feel it more without those pesky eyes!"

A new cube touched your lips. It traced the shape of your lips. You open your mouth and he popped it in. He kisses your right after. Your cold wet lips are quickly reheated by his. His tongue plays with yours and the ice. It's a strange but pleasant mixture. The ice slides down your throat. You cough and choke on it for a second.

"Oh!" Jiraiya began to laugh. He rubbed your chest and the back of your neck in a kind gesture to help the ice go down easier. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, sorry." Your voice is a little weak from choking. You wave off that you were okay and lean forward for more kisses. "I'm fine! Let's keep going."

He kisses you before continuing. A minor hiccup is bound to happen. At least you are still into it. There's been worse mishaps in bed he's shared with you.

He grabbed a new ice cube. The ones in the glass were half melted at this point. But it's fine. He's about to finish this on a big note. The cold thing touches your skin again. Starting at your neck and dragging down. He runs it across your collarbone, back over your breasts, and he spread his cold fingers between your boobs. He dragged the left over water down your body before grabbing a new one.

Jiraiya pinched it between his first and second fingers. He rubbed it against your clit. Wow! Wow that's cold! The sensation was so different! It's hard and slippery. The cold wet water melting off of it drips and trails down your thighs. He keeps going with it until it melts. His fingers are wrinkly from getting wet. He plays with you a little while longer before grabbing the last cube.

"Do you know where this one is going?" He asked in a sultry tone.

"Why don't you show me?" You giggle as you squeeze his arm.

He repeats the same hold he did with the previous ice cube. It slides back over your clit and goes lower. It slides inside of you and he pushes it as deep as possible. It cools you down from the inside out. It's strange. Almost unnatural. You've never had anything so cold inside of you. But it's also very good! The cube is sliding all about inside of you with his fingers. It's that weird mix of hot and cold again. He continues to finger you with it until your hot insides melt it. You wouldn't mind doing something similar again. Or perhaps with different things. It's all such a mystery with no eyes. What would other things feel like?

"I think we should play with popsicles next." You say with a smile.

"I am a fan of phallic objects. It would be fun to shove one in every hole, don't you think?"

You smile and flex your walls around his fingers. "It would! And think how tasty I'll be!"

Jiraiya laughs. He pulls his hand away and rests it on your hip. "Oh yes! I'm thinking cherry and chocolate!"

What else could be better? His pretty little Hyūga covered in sticky melted ice treats. Chocolate running down your chin and staining your tongue, making your mouth chocolate flavoured. Translucent red sugary syrup running down your thighs as the popsicle was still melting inside of you. Oh how much fun Jiraiya will have pulling the stick out and searching for any slushy remains with his tongue. And you'll taste like cherry! What could be better! He'll have to open a new one to fuck you with and play with your clit before licking it all up again. It sounds like the perfect way to cool off in the summer. Oh the fun he can have with a blind significant other! All kinds of food now seemed... exciting.

He pulls you closer and rolls onto his back. You're on top of him. Your hands are on his chest. The tip of his cock teases your entrance. Fuck it feels like forever since this has happened. This is going to feel great! He guided you down by your hips and you sink down on his length. It was hot and hard. It was just the right size and filled you perfectly. Oh... oh yes. You roll your hips.

Without your sight, you quickly grew to appreciate how this felt. All you had was how you felt. How it twitched and touched the right places. And riding him gave you some control. You went at your pace. Your knees dig into his sides for grip as your fingers stroke the length of his abdomen. Every muscle and scar had its own little indentation. You can envision him. His pretty lovely body.

Jiraiya watched you. Your brows are furrowed slightly in concentration. Your lips parted as you breath through them. They turn upwards into a smile as you grind down to relish in that sweet spot. Your hands rested on his chest again. Where his heartbeat was strongest to feel. It was fast and pounding at this point. It makes you smile more for some reason. It's nice to feel how excited he is.

You can feel his eyes on you. He's watching you intensely, isn't he? That's another thing you can't do anymore. Look him in the eye while he's aroused. Watching those pupils dilate and be entirely focused on you was a thrill. His chest vibrates a little when he moans your name. At least you could still hear. And feel. None of this would have been possible without these sensations. But that face. His handsome face. You still miss that. Especially when he's like this. You move your hands up his chest as you lean down. You lay your body against his and your hands travel to his face. You can feel his lashes tickle the tips of your thumbs as he closes his eyes.

"Jiraiya..." You whisper as you run your hands over his face.

He doesn't say anything. He's quiet as your thumbs trace out the shape of his cheeks. Your hands cup and curve around his ears. They feel his jaw in a slow motion. You feel and trace the shape of his lips. You run your fingers over his brow and forehead. Carefully you feel the lash line of his almond shaped eyes. Then you finally feel the bridge of his nose. You go over the tip and press your finger into his Cupid's bow. It helps you imagine his face. He still looks the same in your mind. You run your thumbs down his cheeks, tracing the red lines he has down them.

"I miss looking at you." You say quietly.

"There's not a lot to miss there, beautiful."

"Don't be silly. You're the prettiest man in town!"

Jiraiya laughed loudly. Your body shook with the laughs as he held you against him. He showered you in kisses all along your face and neck. "Thanks, love! You're the prettiest girl in the world!"

He's such a sweetheart. You smile and find his lips. You trace the shape of his lips and lean forward to kiss them. Jiraiya strokes his thumbs over your butt. His hands curled underneath your butt and he gripped the back of your thighs. He guided you to a new beat. He pushed you back and forth while popping your ass out. You refuse to let his lips go as this happens. You massage his scalp, tangling your hands deep into his hair.

Jiraiya keeps one hand on your thigh while the other began to move. His left hand rounded your ass, it stroked up your spine, it stroked your neck. His fingers ran up the back of your head. His hand stroked your hair to the crown of your head. He gripped your hair and pulled you back.

"Ow!" You complain.

He sat up and brought with him. You sit on his lap struggling. You writhe and mewl on his lap. Jiraiya kisses your lips for dealing with him. He's a considerate man. A kinky man, but sweet. He licks your neck and pecks it.

"I think we mentioned biting, didn't we?" He purred the question.

"Oh yes!" You agree.

You angle your head away from his lips to give him more room. He laps at your skin again. Even though you were expecting it, you still cry out. His teeth dig into your skin. He rolls his hips as he does so. He covers your neck and collarbone in love bites. It felt so good! The bits of pain layered with the pleasure. It sent mixed signals throughout your body. Your nerves aren't sure what to focus on! He bites every inch of skin available to him while you ride him with all your energy. You cry out when you feel it build up.

You can't catch your breath. You move faster and faster with his help. You scream as you are overloaded with the sensation. Jiraiya holds onto you. He grinds his hips against you and cries your name. He ruts against you a few more times to milk it for all it's worth as he climaxes. It's really good! It really has been too long.

You roll off and lay on your back. The bed dips beside you when Jiraiya collapses. His hand grazes your ribs when he spread out. He let's out a long and loud sigh. After a moment of silence, he began to giggle. He rolled over and held you against him.

"I missed that so much! I forgot how vocal you are!" Jiraiya teases you before kissing you.

He kisses over the bites he made on your skin. He never drew blood, but he left bruises and indentations. The clear outline of his teeth patterns lined parts of you. And it was so much fun! The one thing he'll miss was the berating he'd get from your family. They saw and knew of the hickies he caused. They would call him every name under the sun for corrupting you. He would just laugh and somewhat enjoy the ridiculousness of it. They hated to lose control of you. Most of your independence was gained through him. You were so shy and awkward when he first took you to bed, now you're so loud those prudes you share blood with can probably hear you. Which is fine by him. And oh how he can't wait to kiss and nip you in front of any clan member that dares to ridicule you. You got so much worth and he'll do everything to show you off.

"Don't tease me!" You pout at him as he laughs at you.

He kisses you again. They are softer kisses. Not as intense and passionate like it was during sex. He pecks your face in gentle kisses. All over your healing scars. It's pleasant and comforting. All the attention he's brought to your scars have been positive. He stroked and dragged a finger down your belly. He traces the line of your pelvis as he talks. He just likes to touch you.

"How about I take you out tonight?" Jiraiya asked. His hand moved over your to your butt. He very much enjoys touching it. "You've been cooped up in here for too long. Do you feel up for going out now?"

You reach out and touch his chest. You draw random lines on his body. He's beautiful. He's big and strong. He's a great big dork that won't let anything happen to you. Still so... It's a little nerve racking. You haven't walked out in public since you lost your sight. With people and obstacles... There's so much to deal with.

"I don't know..." You are hesitant for that amount of stimulation.

"Come on, baby! I won't let anything happen to you!" He promised. He pulled you into a tight hug. He showered you in kisses. "I'll be your eyes! You can hold onto my arm all night. I'll even feed you if you want."

That doesn't sound too bad. You haven't been on a date with Jiraiya since you lost your eyes. It would be fun to go out with him again. Especially now that you have an excuse to hold onto him all night.

"Alright. Let's go out. I miss going on dates." You agree with a smile.

"Yes! I'm going to take you out to your favourite place!" He squished you into his tight embrace. You can't help but giggle as he showers you in affection. "My girl needs to be treated to the best!"

Jiraiya's loving affection cheered you up. He wouldn't let anything happen to you. It's just going to take time. He'll get you back on your feet. He'll get you back on the training ground. You're a fighter at heart. He can see you able to defend yourself within the year. With time. He kisses you. With time it'll all work out.