Chapter 1 :

" Don't be ridiculous!" Hinata's face glowing a bright red at what Sasuke had just alluded to.

"I'm not being ridiculous. He's with Sakura. You want him to be jealous, then be with me." He responded back, completely straight-faced. His plan was a lot more devious than what he proposed, however.

He had always seen the bluenette. When in grade school, the rumor that he preferred long hair on girls zipped through the school, causing every girl to grow their hair to appeal to his "standards". Well, almost every girl. All girls but her. The only one didn't bend over backward to him. The only one who didn't fight others for his attention. The only one who never stood a chance at love with. Funny really. He could have any girl but the one he wanted. The girl he wanted, wanted his best friend. No one wanted his best friend but her. Perhaps God had a cruel sense of humor because everyone knows, no one can control who they love.

" But you know that wouldn't work Sasuke. Something like that only works if he were to actually notice me." or care. Hinata watched as the happy couple danced, practically on top of each other. The blondes face smothered in her captivating pink hair. Hinata watched as the man she loved, love someone else. But it wasn't a feeling she was estranged from. High school could be summed up by Hinata watching Naruto crush on Sakura. Countless nights consoling him. Telling him he was enough and anyone would be lucky to have him. There was also prom night, a night where Hinata and Naruto shared together, that remained unspoken between them. Now in college, they had finally gotten together. Sakura gave him a chance. Hinata liked watching Naruto happy, but that happiness could never mask the sound of her heavy heart slowly breaking.

His hips swaying to the sound of the music. His hands grasping at her hips, smelling the blossom scent emitting from her hair. He could imagine his godfather congratulating him before saying something pervy. He won the girl. So how was it, being this close to her, couldn't distract from the two sitting at the counter. Burying himself into her hair to avoid staring at them. His heartfelt heavy. This was supposed to be it, this feeling was supposed to be the one that made him complete, but he felt so empty.

"C'mon, maybe it won't make him jealous, maybe it will. But you wouldn't feel lonely." Hinata glanced back at Sasuke, away from the couple. " Not to mention, I could fuck you good," Sasuke said a smirk plastered on his face, awaiting for Hinatas blushed cheeks to appear. " Okay, I'll do it." Sasuke couldn't help the dumbfounded look on his face as she easily agreed to his lude suggestion. " Don't look so shocked, you asked me. But I will need another drink." Without a second thought, he ordered them a round of shots.

Naruto noticed the crowd growing around the pair. His curiosity got the better of him and asked Sakura if she wanted to join their friends to see what was going on. She, slightly annoyed, agreed.

The vodka burned her throat as she quickly threw it back. This was her sixth? No seventh. It was hard to keep track. Kiba was right behind her, cheering her on as she was winning the drinking game. Ino was sitting in the seat beside her with Sai between her legs, laughing at Neji making fun of Sasuke. Choji was chugging a cold one with his arm around Lee, singing like the drunk fool he was. It was nice. She was surrounded by friends and the dark-haired man in front of her. The one, she was hoping, would release some of her loneliness by the end of the night. As she slammed the shot down, she looked up, realizing how drunk she actually was.

"Wow, you totally let her smoke you," Naruto said joining the group, his eyes transfixed at the obviously drunk, lavender eyed woman. " Shut it." Sasuke shot back, putting his last shot down. Drunk, but definitely not as drunk as Hinata. The group all continued to drink, except the Uchiha and Hyuuga. Naruto ordered a shot while eyeing Sasuke's hand slowly inching up the white, delicate skin on Hinata's thigh. What is he thinking? He's never shown interest in her before. She's drunk, he shouldn't try anything. He wouldn't try anything.

Twenty minutes had passed and the group of friends decided to depart for the night, ordering taxis, as they all had drunk too much to be driving. Soon only the four were left waiting outside the bar, in awkward silence. Sasuke had ordered the taxi for him and Hinata back to his place. Although he was drunk, he wasn't as wasted as her. Her cheeks flushed, swaying side to side, barely aware as to where she was. The yellow cab arrived and Sasuke opened the door, grabbing her hand escorting her into the car. As he was about to sit beside her, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

" what are you doing?" Naruto asked.

"Going home?" Sasuke responded, shrugging his shoulder out of Naruto's grasp.

" With Hinata?" Naruto questioned.

"Yes and?" Sasuke responded, slightly peeved.

"Naruto?" Sakura said, latching her arm into his. He didn't realize how his fists were balled, and the anger was so easily read on his face. " She's drunk Sasuke. Why is she going home with you."

" Because I want to." Hinata slurred out from behind Sasuke. Without any other words exchanged, Sasuke smirked, before closing the car door behind him.

Naruto watched as the cab drove off. His thoughts whirling. There's no way she wants this. She's drunk. That fucking bastard, he should see that she wouldn't have agreed to go home with him unless she was drunk. Fuck, Fuck, what do I do? Should I go after them? " Naruto, our cars here, let's go back to your place." He hesitantly got in the car. He arrived at the apartment, letting Sakura climb on him. He kissed her and threw her to the bed. They quickly removed their clothes, with his thoughts engulfed by his Hinata, his close friend instead.

He laid naked in bed with Sakura asleep beside him. Was Hinata laying with him like this? Did he get to see her naked body underneath him? Was it his name, she was moaning? Naruto realized something about himself that night. The little voice telling him he was empty, finally had a reason why.

Sasuke held Hinata tightly to keep her balanced while unlocking the door to his place. He grabbed her hand gently and led her to the bedroom, closing the door behind him. The room was dark with the moon shining through the window. He pulled the woman towards him, slowly by the nape of her neck, and brought his head towards the side of her face. "Do you want this?" whispering in her ear, waiting for the okay to ravage the woman. She nodded slowly. "Tell me you want this." "I want this." She said it so quietly, had it not been the complete attention he had placed on her, he would've missed it.

He slowly placed his hand on her cheek, facing her towards him, and hungrily kissed her. Unbeknownst to her, Sasuke had been imagining what it would be like to taste her lips. He had been imagining waking up to her. Imaging her lewd noises. Imagining what his skin would feel against her. Imagining what it would be like to have his shaft engulfed by her cunt. None of his fantasies would ever prepare him for the night ahead.

She returned his kiss, desperately, using her tongue to ask for entrance. He allowed it, having their tongues fight against each other. Putting her hands against the bottom of his shirt, she motioned for him to take it off. He broke the kiss, their shared saliva between their parted mouths. He quickly discarded his shirt and Hinata her dress. As Hinata situated herself on the bed, Sasuke pulled down his pants, revealing the growing bulge in his navy blue boxers.

He roughly pushed her legs apart and continued their heated makeout session. Swooping his arm under her and quickly unclasping the light-colored bra that imprisoned her well-endowed chest. Throwing it to the side, he quickly palmed her left breast. The skin was soft and tender, he slowly took her hard nipple into his fingers and pinched. She gasped into his mouth, smirking as he left her mouth and began working her neck. He sucked until a hickey was left in its place, squeezing her breast harder. Kissing down her neck, he finally placed her right breast in his mouth, sucking and slowly grazing his teeth against the nipple. Taking his other hand away from her breast, he began to bring his hand down to the outside of her silky panties, pleased they were already soaked. Pulling her panties down to reveal her beautiful, wet heat.

He slowly caressed the folds, then finding her nub he began to rub slowly. Hinata let out a suppressed moan, driving Sasuke mad. "Moan. Moan for me, baby." He whispered looking up at her. His cock was painfully sitting in its fabric prison, he couldn't wait any longer. Pulling down his boxers, he situated himself at her entrance, coating his tip in her juices. He slowly slid in, Hinata releasing a loud moan from the pressure. He began to slide in and out at a set pace, grunting heavily from the pressure.

The feeling was heavenly, her tight walls suffocating his cock. The nails digging in his back while he fucked her, watching her expression each time he hit a spot deep in her. He began to feel her walls slowly tighten and knew her release was coming soon. Watching her come undone as she met her end, the walls tightening, pulsing around him, he finished as well. Panting and sweating, he moved to her side. After her finish, she fell asleep quickly. He spent a moment enjoying the serenity of her face. How beautiful her face was relaxed. He went to brush his hand over her face, but stopped, not wanting to wake her up. He vowed that he would ensure Hinata slept soundly in his bed like this every night. Sleep came easily knowing her warm body was near his.

Hinata woke up early, with the sun barely over the horizon. Her head was pounding and thighs sore. The night before was hazy, in fact, all that she could remember was Naruto And Sakura dancing with one another was all that she remembered. But with a naked Sasuke sleeping beside her, she could guess what happened. Fuck. Hinata hurried up quickly gathering her clothes, forcing herself to keep the bile sitting in her throat down. She still felt drunk, as she had trouble walking straight, stumbling around as quiet as she could. She got to the front door, glancing at the mirror to the side of the door. She looked like a hot mess, her bangs skewed, mascara running under her eyes, and a large, dark hickey spanning from the mid of her neck to the collarbone.

Entering the small apartment, her dad paid for, she quickly headed to the bathroom, stripping herself and kneeling in front of the drain, throwing up profusely. Why did I do that? Am I really that lonely I needed to whore myself out to Sasuke? What the fuck is wrong with me? She continued to berate herself with questions as she held her throat, trying to ease the burning sensation while tears welled up in her eyes. She pulled herself into a robe. Ready to just fall back into bed and lull herself to sleep.

The knock at the door startled her. It was 6 in the morning on a Saturday, Who could possibly be at her door. She hesitantly opened the door to be greeted by the blonde-haired man.