Chapter 8 - Day 4 Night
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Note: So much love to all of you! Another small update for now. Life is busier than ever, not sure it will ever settle down haha! Even in the perpetual whirlwind, I don't want to let this story go, or leave all of you hanging. I hope you enjoy! ~Luna
The whisper quiet click of the door shutting registered for only a second before his mouth was on hers. She let the continued warmth from the street blossom to a heat and kissed him back. In the close dark of his apartment it was easy to give in, let the feelings carry her. She put her heart aside, let her body lead. The kiss was deep from the start, tongues sliding and hands grasping. His arms were tight around her, one slid around her back and a hand on her nape, the other around her waist on the bare skin of her back. She had both arms around his neck, hands in the heavy weight of his hair. There was no room between their bodies and she could feel his interest. She waited for him to push her back or lead her to sit or lay down but he held her there in the floating dark and just kissed her. A small groan escaped him first and caught her by surprise. She jerked at the sound and pulled back. He froze, breath coming fast and she was so close she could feel the tensing of his throat muscles as he readied to speak. "Shhh" she hushed, then she moved forward in the dark and found his mouth again. This time the pace was slowed, no less intense and it was she who oriented herself to the door they had entered and pushed back. He moved with her and let her settle his back to the door. It grounded her to know where the solid surfaces of the world were, let her reorient on what was going on. This was part of the mission she ruthlessly reminded herself. It was important to move forward but she could not let herself initiate the next step. 'Kissing' she thought, that would do for now. Her mind fogged as their mouths continued to move against each other.
Soon his hand slid down to her backside, cupping her. His other moved down to her waist and he pulled her even tighter against him and she knew he'd reached a point where further contact was needed. She was there herself and moved to slide her hands from his hair to his waist as well. She caught the bottom of his shirt in her hands and hesitated just long enough to give him the chance to say no, still assessing his comfort as well as her own. When he moved his hands to catch the bottom and pull it up with her she slid her fingers along his torso. Their mouths broke contact as the cloth passed between them and she didn't immediately move back to him. When he moved to re-initiate the kiss once the shirt was off and falling from their hands next to them she pulled her head back slightly, felt him searching in the dark for her. "Wait" she whispered on a breath and felt him freeze once again, likely thinking she was having second thoughts. Because she needed to, she let him sit in the tension for just a moment as she accepted what she would do next.
When her mouth brushed his collarbone and slid up the column of his neck to his jaw his head fell back and a low sound escaped him again. The vibration of it against her lips made the heat shivers across her skin increase. Her hands settled at the bare skin of his waist just above his pants and she slid her pinkies just under the band. He jumped, swallowed thickly and his hands settled over hers in a hesitant gesture she completely understood. "No further" she said against his neck, then found his mouth again.
This kiss held a different feeling now, his bare skin inches from the V of skin left bare by her jumpsuit. His body gave off intense heat and his chakra slid intimately along her skin almost like a caress. She pulled her hand from under his and slid her flat palms up from his waist to caress him chest in return. She did not touch his nipples, choosing to leave that initmate touch for another time. She continued to slide her hands lightly over him, keeping the distance between their bodies. His hands rested on her waist, letting her lead the touching. Some time later, when they were both breathless and bodies shaking she slid her hands around to his back and moved the small distance to press the bare skin of her chest to his. This time it was her that moaned and his hands moved to grasp her buttocks again in reaction, pulling her even tighter against him and settling the shape of him against her.
The fog of intimacy and the tension between them was a tipping point and she knew that neither of them were quite ready to go further so she pulled back slightly. Let the passion cool slowly and knew that her body and his would be aching for hours after. "Hinata" his voice slid into the quiet puffs of air between kisses. It was the first time he'd spoken since they had entered the apartment. She pressed back to him and let him slide his lips down the column of her neck in a reverse copy of her earlier movements. "Hinata" he said again, "I…", his hands slid from her buttocks up to cup her face. "You're leaving", it wasn't a question, more an acknowledgment that he too had realized they needed to stop. "Yes" she said, the same word that had led them here but with a different meaning. An end instead of a beginning.
The kissing slowed, longer pauses between the meeting of their lips. Hands slid to waists and bodies parted, she moved back and eventually they were standing with inches between them. Air cooling them but the pumping of her heart no slower. "I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked, "Yes" he responded. They move together to clear the door and open it so she could slip out.
"Good night Hinata-chan"
"Good night Naruto-kun"