The cup filleth over. This is extra long and rated M for a reason. I am almost done with this story so i hope everyone is getting what they want from it.
How much is it to own Naruto? If I have to ask I can't afford it i guess.
Chapter 10:
Hinata blushed.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
Gaara's lips turned up in a smirk. "Why are you blushing, we do have a child together after all."
Hinata glared at the sand shinobi. "You're purposely making it sound weird."
"Shinki will be so sad to learn that you're denouncing him as a son," Gaara said, shaking his head with fake dejected sadness. "And did we not promise to get married, Hinata?"
Hinata face palmed. "We were drunk, it was a pact."
Gaara's face was like stone the whole time he was speaking and Hinata just wanted to punch him in his sand armor. What about her made the Uchiha and Gaara want to poke her buttons. Didn't they know she was prone to fainting?
"I like a good joke at the expense of Hyuga as much as the next person, but I'm curious to know what's going on between my partner and the leader of the sand village." Sasuke said, ending the awkward back and forth and stopping the fight that would soon break out. Hinata didn't miss the inflection he put on the word partner.
She had been leaning over Gaara's desk, yelling at him. She moved so she was sitting down, and purposely knocked some of his papers to the ground. "I trained with Gaara for a little over two years in my travels. In that time, we stumbled upon an orphan boy named Shinki who had a kekkei genkai called Magnetic Release. Similar to Gaara and myself, he was… troubled by the death of his family and was on a dark path.
"Gaara, the noble gentleman that he is, walked right past him. However, I convinced him to take Shinki in and train him for the sand. My hope was that if he was nurtured early, he wouldn't go down a dark path." she said looking down at her hands.
"Shinki calls Hyuga mother because she was the only one to treat him as such," Gaara said, looking absentmindedly at Hinata. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Shinki is also, for all intents and purposes, Gaara's son," Hinata smiled. She was really proud of her friend for letting the boy in his life. She could see that Gaara had relaxed a lot of his exterior defenses because of it."
"So, you two are together?" Sasuke asked. Hinata could see the side of his jaw clench. Her possibly being with Gaara seemed to irritate him, it was most likely because he believed a romantic relation might halt the progress of the mission and force them to stay in Suna longer than needed.
Hinata hoped to set those issues at ease. After their latest conversation, and the realization Sasuke viewed her as a liability, she had no desire to draw out their time together. "Gaara and I are just really good friends, Gaara is…" She trailed off, not knowing whether or not the sand shinobi would want her to convey the information to just anyone.
"I'm gay," the Kazekage said very bluntly. Hinata smiled at him, she knew how hard it was for Gaara to come to that realization and it made her happy he was becoming increasingly more comfortable with that fact.
"So, don't worry about losing Hyuga here," Gaara smiled. His smile was mischievous, it was the same smile he had when they made the pact to get married in five years if they were both single.
"I wasn't worried." Sasuke stated. His expression was dull and void of emotion. He really wasn't, and after all that time together it was what hurt Hinata the most.
"Uh huh," Gaara said in disbelief.
Gaara stood up and walked across the room standing parallel to Sasuke. Gaara was about a head shorter, but he commanded the posture of a shinobi that ruled a nation and that somehow made up for the difference in height.
Hinata had to wonder what was going on exactly when mixed colored eyes met pale green ones. Before Hinata could pose the question, Gaara moved slightly. In that move two kunai were sent flying her way.
She moved to counter, but as she did the kunai disintegrated in black flame.
"AMATERASU."
Sasuke's dojutsu was still swirling.
"Right, not worried…" Gaara trailed off taking his seat once more and stacking the paperwork Hinata had knocked off the desk.
"I think Kankuro is rubbing off on me, forgive my childish antics. I have clothes for you, they are over on the chair over there."
Hinata looked over to the pile that lay neatly folded in an armchair.
"I've made accommodations at the inn I believe your next target is in, if it is who I believe it is, then she will definitely be difficult. I ask that you please handle it within the confines of the inn. I will not have my city destroyed to aid a foreign land, no matter how much its people may mean to me."
Hinata nodded, however something didn't sound right.
"She? Gaara all of our targets are male." Hinata was confused, she had memorized the little bit of information they had on the men. She was sure…
"I suppose Kakashi's letter didn't reach the Stone village in time. My ANBU received a call about seeing the man named Naga, who was pictured in the briefing, shed his skin and a woman walk off from inside him."
"That sounds a little Orochimaru like," Sasuke commented. Hinata shuddered thinking about the sannin once more. However, she knew it couldn't be him as he was still in the Village hidden in the Grass. However, she had to agree, body changing, and stealing was the ultimate forbidden jutsu.
Gaara nodded, "I would have dispatched ANBU to deal with it, but I received word from the leaf first."
"Good thing you didn't, these people Gaara, they're not easy to beat." Hinata lamented, her bones aching as she remembered her last battle. She had almost died last time, this time there was no Karin to save her.
"I can dispatch a unit with you if you'd like," Gaara offered. Under his usual mask he looked concerned.
Hinata smiled at him and shook her head. "I won't risk any of your men or you. You know as well as I that this is a leaf matter, so leaf shinobi have to deal with it."
"Besides, Uchiha here is good for a diversion," she smirked. It was cheap shot, but she took it.
"Tch," she heard the man grumble as he picked up the clothing.
As they turned to leave, Gaara called her one last time.
"Shinki would like to see his mother before you go."
Hinata smiled at her friend, "of course."
She was curious to see the boy she loved as her son. He would be academy age at this point, and she hoped he was doing okay.
She turned, walking alongside she left, she looked back at her friend once more and saw a knowing look on his face. She thought about asking him about it but decided against it. Gaara was just weird like that, it was one of the reason's he and Hinata got along so well.
...
The hotel was nice.
As shinobi they rarely got to stay in luxurious places because it was a waste of village resources. However, the Kabuto Inn, was the one of the nicest places she had been too since she was a kid. When she was young her father had taken her to many fine places to greet stuffy old nobles and attended seven course meals that took forever.
She hated them.
Somehow being back at a place like this as a shinobi made her feel...strong.
She also felt an odd sense of safety knowing she had someone like Sasuke at her side, even if he wasn't happy, she was there. Though her father would have never allowed anything to happen to her, she had always felt the leering. Nobles married regardless of age. They didn't do it for love, they married for status. It was not unusual for men to claim younger girls to court at those kinds of functions.
Sasuke must have felt her unease because he looked at her with raised eyebrow. She gave him a curt nod as they walked through the furnished lobby of the inn up to the inn keeper who was a smiling man around their age.
"Welcome," he greeted them warmly. His smile did not meet his eyes. "Do you have a reservation?"
"Gaar- I mean the Kazekage arranged rooms for us," Hinata smiled. "I'm Hyuga Hinata."
"One moment," The man said. Going to his computer he typed a couple of words then addressed them once more. His smile was bigger, and faker.
"Such an honor to host guests of the Kazekage," he exclaimed. Hinata really wanted to tell him to pipe down, but she didn't want to be rude. Their enemy could be anywhere, in anyone, and she didn't need the added help to tip them off.
Sasuke however, was not as tactful as she, and didn't care who he pissed off.
"Keys. Now," was all he said but his signature dead man's glare did wonders for persuasion. She briefly wondered if all the Uchiha's held a gaze like that.
The man still held his smile but reached a shaky hand behind himself and grabbed a key card. Sasuke snatched it and pulled Hinata along with him grumbling.
It was cute, she thought. She was mad at herself for thinking it. She wanted to just forget her feelings for the Uchiha, forget how handsome he was especially on the rare occasion when he smiled or laughed in front of her. She couldn't help that Sasuke made her realize why it never would have worked with Naruto. For one Naruto was too loud and talked too much. Hinata liked her peace. She liked to not have to listen to other people's problems all the time. She liked comfortable silences. Naruto was many things but silent was not one of them. Hinata knew she was also too nice at times, and though she had improved a lot throughout the years, she was still a very indirect person; she liked that Sasuke took that ball out of her hands. But Sasuke viewed her as a liability, someone to be sent home crying to the Hokage about how hard her job was. That was what hurt her the most, that Sasuke thought so little of her.
That moment made her realize that she and Sasuke were like oil and water, fire and ice, yin and yang. Falling for him was a wild thought, a childish notion. They would finish this mission and if they didn't die, Sasuke would travel to some foreign land and marry some mute woman with childbearing hips.
Her and Sasuke's room was on the top floor. To her surprise it was the only room on the floor. If she had to guess, it was the room that was reserved for the visiting kage's and/or the acting Kazekage if they needed to get away.
It was a huge suite. There was one bed and it was elevated on a platform that sat next to the fireplace on the right. There was a huge in suite bathroom that had a separate shower. There was also a small bar and kitchen that sat off to the side as well.
"Do you mind if I use the bathroom first?" She asked. She felt disgusting. She also dreamed of the hot water cascading against her newly formed scars.
Sasuke simply nodded, handing her her portion of the clothes in his hand.
She didn't spare him another glance as she walked toward the shower. Stepping inside she closed the plate glass door. The shower was just what she needed. When she was satisfied, she turned off the handles and the steam cleared out into the room. She changed her clothes inside the bathroom and made sure she gathered her old clothing before she stepped out.
Sasuke was standing next to the bed shirtless as he examined the wound on his side. It was still wrapped in a white gauze and Hinata walked over to him. Trying to get her eyes to focus, she reached out to the bandaged area pushing away Sasuke's hands.
She could feel his eyes on the top of her head as she leaned in to examine the area. It was healing nicely and had scabbed over.
"It's healing, stop picking at it," she told the Uchiha.
He grunted. Kami, he could be childish.
"I'm going to go scout the hotel while you shower," she told him. She sat her clothes in a pile for housekeeping.
"Don't engage till we're together Hyuga," he murmured. His tone was serious, Hinata found herself glaring at him.
"You've made it abundantly clear that we'll never be together Uchiha," she snapped. She wanted to smack herself. She hoped Sasuke would think she was talking about their partnership.
"Hn," he muttered. "Whatever, Hyuga just do what I say."
He brushed past her and headed toward the shower. Hinata hated how he got to have the last word in their every conversation. He got to be nonchalant and aloof while Hinata screamed inside.
Exiting the room, she walked down the hallway. It was deserted, that was to be expected since they were on a one room floor.
At least she thought it was deserted till she heard a high-pitched giggle. Hinata stopped walking and turned around. She looked to left and to the right but saw no one. Uneasy she kept walking but stopped again when she heard the giggle once more. It was a child. It was a child's laughter she was hearing she wasn't just making it up.
"Hello?" she called. It would make sense if kids were playing on the deserted floor, but it was dangerous as there were enemy shinobi here.
"You should go back to your rooms its not safe up here," she called. The giggling continued and out of the corner of her eye she could see figures moving in between the outer hallways behind her. However, when she turned the hallways were empty, getting annoyed she turned back and gasped. In front of her was a little boy.
He stood at a height taller than her own waist. His crop of black hair was spiky, and his blue high collared shirt bore a crest she had become exceedingly familiar with. His eyes peered up at her in what would have been the perfect bubble eyed jutsu had the inner corners of the boy's eyes not been dripping with blood. If she didn't know any better, she would say that the boy was…Sasuke.
He looked at her pleadingly. "Can you come help my mommy, she's bleeding."
As he spoke, he sniffed as though he had been crying. Hinata stared at the boy, his eyes were so sad that she couldn't deny him. She let him pull her down the hall as he led her to where she needed to go. A voice in the back of her mind was telling her something, but she ignored it. She walked the little boy down the hall and as the turned the corner to go right she saw it.
A world on fire was the only way she could describe it.
She felt her heart sink into the pit of her stomach as she saw the area a flame. Hundreds of dead littered the area all staring up at her with unseeing red eyes. Eyes that held so much value but were lifeless in the sockets of the fallen. Hinata couldn't contain her tears, she turned to take the little boy away. He was looked down with a pitying look his face. He had taken on a stone like exterior that Hinata found almost cold.
"You're not Sasuke are you? You're Itachi…" she breathed. The boy looked at her with an almost sweet smile. She felt frozen trapped in the mans gaze regarded her with that look. She wanted to fight, she wanted to scream and throw something but all she could do was watch in horror. Watch as his face morphed, and his hair grew out and his Uchiha clothing was replaced with white robes.
"Neji," she breathed in disbelief.
"They treated me like a dog, they can lay like one now," he said ominously.
Hinata looked back at the scene. However, this time the eyes that looked back at her were her own. Thousands of Hyuga eyes looking back at her, all with contorted looks of fear on their faces. Hinata covered her mouth as her gaze locked onto the face of her sister. Hanabi was older, but no matter how old she got Hinata would always be able to spot her in a crowd, even if it consisted of Hyuga. Hanabi lay next to her father as they both stared off into oblivion. Hinata sank to her knees.
...
The last Uchiha was frustrated.
He stood in the shower, letting the water hit his back uncaringly.
He couldn't make heads or tails of the situation he was in. Hinata was complicated but easy at the same time. She was easy to be around. She didn't do a lot of unnecessary talking, so when she did talk it made it all the more interesting the listen. Until recently, he had been surprised by the ease in which they conversated. Talking to Hinata was a lot like talking to Itachi. She listened, she didn't offer her opinion one way or the other, she didn't try to fix anything herself, and she didn't coddle him.
He found that a lot of people were more mystified with the oddity that was the "last Uchiha" that they held no interest in who Sasuke was as a person. At first, when he was young, he found it exceedingly troublesome, but at the age of 24 he just found it tiring.
Sasuke had had all the fun and adventure he was going to have in his life. He had been consumed by revenge for most of it, but he had done more by the time he was 19 then most would do in their lifetime as a shinobi. He had resigned himself to do nonsensical missions for Kakashi until one day he was put out of his misery or freed. On the off chance he lived, he would knock some girl up who kept begging for it (anyone but Sakura) and fulfill the promise he made to his brother to revive the clan.
After that, he wasn't really sure.
That was until that stupid Hyuga came and changed everything. Hinata was nothing like he remembered her. She was strong, confident, and stubborn to a fault. It was the most annoying, and yet the sexiest thing that Sasuke had had the honor and misfortune of witnessing. The closer they got, the more his plans changed. He thought about coming home to her seeing her smile at him when he walked through the door, their kid, boy or girl, it didn't matter would stare at him with mixed colored eyes.
Sasuke shook his head, he didn't think that would happen if he didn't make things right. He was no good with girls. Spending time in sound had taught more…carnal skills, but actually initiating and performing dates with someone was something that he did not pick up on.
He felt chakra spike in the main room and turned off the shower.
"Sasuke," he heard his name be called urgently. He threw on his pants and rushed toward the Hyuga. She was standing in the middle of the room shaking, she looked like she was terrified of something. Sasuke had done it again, he had let the only girl he might actually love get hurt again.
"Hinata what-"
"Genjutsu, that's what she uses," Hinata looked like she had been put through hell.
"Hyuga, what happened?" Sasuke asked. He touched the Hyuga's face, forcing her to look at him so he could examine her.
"She m-made me see things. My clan, they're all dead," she said, he voices devoid of the all emotion. Her eyes, the eyes Sasuke loved because they expressed everything thing she was feeling without him having to ask, were dark behind the surface.
"Hyuga, pull it together your clans fine, they're in Konoha."
Sasuke didn't know what to do. The girl was falling apart in front of him, he was losing her. It wasn't broken bones, or flesh; something that could heal. It was her mind. Itachi would have known what to do, genjutsu was his specialty and Sasuke had only taken an interest in it after he had died. Hinata began turning white and convulsing in his arms as her eyes rolled back into her head. The only thing Sasuke could do was hold her tight, gripping his hands in her hair.
"Itachi," he said, feeling defeated for the first time since his family's massacre. "I need you Itachi…" he said to no one as Hinata sank further and further into his arms and he was helpless once again.
...
The ticking in the back of Hinata's head was becoming louder.
As pictures of her family dying, then her friends dying, then her sensei dying. She felt numb. Her body had no bones, her mind had no thought, she was motionless. All was silent except for the ticking in her head.
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
It was gentle hum that got louder and louder.
Sasuke dead flashed into her memory. Sasuke couldn't be dead he was felt her body convulse. He was dead, he would never restart his clan, never be free to roam, never…
He would never love her.
"Sasuke," she whispered.
It was all the Uchiha's dead again, they're bodies strung out like dolls. She drowned in different shades of red. It was different, was that…
It wasn't the younger version. It was the older one this time.
Itachi Uchiha stood before her. He towered over her with his looming presence. The man oozed power. Sasuke had a similar aura but it was more subdued as he liked his enemies to be surprised when he unleashed his full ability. Itachi oozed power like Naruto oozed power, the scary kind that you could never hope to match.
He studied her with read eyes. Eyes that tore through her soul and examined it piece by piece as though it were an intricate leaned down so that he was eye level with her. He smiled. It was a genuine smile. It was not a smile that belonged to a person that had killed his own clan and then been murdered by his brother.
He leaned over and reached up with two fingers and poked her in the head.
"Release."
Hinata let out gasp of air as her vision refocused. She could see again; the hallway was empty, and she was alone. She was only steps away from the door. This meant that the woman had been waiting outside the room for them. If she wasn't out here, then…
"Sasuke."
Almost ripping her clothes to get the key card she swept back into the room.
The first thing she noticed was Sasuke on his knees, his eye's glassy and looking off into the ceiling. She had managed to get Sasuke with genjutsu? Whatever he was seeing was not pleasant by the look on his face. She had never seen him look so sad.
Filled with rage she didn't even give the woman a chance to speak before she struck.
"LIGHTNING STYLE: EARTH FLASH."
She formed the hand signs and sent an electric current through the floor that struck the woman and her shriek like screams filled the room.
"H-how?" she asked electric currents running through her body as Hinata delivered a final attack. "My genjutsu is unbreakable…"
When Hinata advanced enough she kicked the woman in her face and knocked her out.
"FORBIDDEN JUTSU: ETERNAL SLEEP."
She cast the jutsu and then ran to Sasuke who had seemingly passed out. Hinata did not miss the irony, as this time she would be the one to save him.
"Told you, you need me Uchiha," she whispered. She placed his head in her lap and leaned her head back against the frame of the bed.
...
After she sent word to Gaara, the ANBU came to retrieve the woman she now knew as Lin Mai. She managed to get Sasuke into the bed and hadn't left him since. Sasuke had once told her that a basic genjutsu could break into the mind, and a good genjutsu could break the mind itself. Hinata had firsthand experience on how good Lin Mai had been at genjutsu. Hinata didn't know how she escaped but she had done it just in time.
She had only nodded off for a second when she felt the bed shift.
"Hyuga," she heard Sasuke say and bolted up to look at him. He had returned to his normal self and Hinata breathed a sigh of relief.
"You were saying about how I should go home and hide under a rock." She said, nonchalantly pretending look at her fingernails.
"Hn."
Sasuke was giving her a look.
How was he giving her that look two seconds after waking up from an attack on his mind? It was a look that she had seen maybe once or twice on the Uchiha's face and had not the slightest idea what it meant. However, she expected that it was the lore of the last Uchiha, the mystery. It was so hard to tell what he was thinking. If he had also possessed this face when he was a child, Hinata felt really bad for his mother.
"Are you in pain anywhere?" Hinata asked, moving closer to examine him. As she did, she could feel the heat coming off of his body. Those with fire and lightning affinity were often warm and the Uchiha was no exception. She could see that his chest had a slight hint of sweat and she couldn't keep her eyes from trailing down towards his neck, over his collarbone and over the skin that hugged his abdominal muscles.
Shaking her head, she activated her Byakugan and surveyed his chakra points. She reasoned that the woman relied solely on genjutsu and body stealing as Sasuke was not hurt anywhere physically.
Satisfied she returned to his gaze. His eyes didn't leave hers and she found herself willing to give anything to know what he was thinking. Sasuke was the type of person to suffer through something until it killed him before he ever told anyone he was in pain. Hinata felt that made him somewhat noble, but really stupid.
"God your stupid," she breathed out. She hadn't meant to say it out loud, but the silence seemed to call for her to say something.
Sasuke chuckled. "It kind of looks like it doesn't it? I tried to send you away and you end up saving my life…again."
His voice was soft and low, and she hated how much she loved it.
"So, I've earned your respect?"
Sasuke paused as though debating whether or not he wanted to tell her something. When he had decided his dark gaze intensified.
"You never lost it. Hyu- Hinata I never doubted your abilities. I doubted mine."
It was Hinata's turn to look at him as though he were crazy. He was Sasuke Uchiha, the great Konoha avenger. He had sannin, probably kage level abilities and he had doubted them?
"I couldn't save you," he went on. The sadness returned to his eyes and Hinata wondered if what that woman had shown him had to do with her at all. "You were crushed and nearly died right in front me and I couldn't save you. I can save a corrupt village run by liars and murders, but I can save the woman I-"
He stopped himself from saying the last part.
"You what?" she asked pressing him. "Sasuke, your angry about something if you could just-"
She was cut off when Sasuke kissed her.
He fucking kissed her. It was firm and didn't leave a choice whether to kiss back or not, Hinata hated to admit it but it was not something that she wanted to reject either. She allowed him to deepen this kiss by sliding her mouth open. The inside of his mouth was as warm as he was on the outside, and Hinata wasn't expecting him to taste like fire. She couldn't help relaxing into it. Reaching up she moved her fingers slowly through his newly trimmed length hair. Pulling it slightly, she heard Sasuke let out a moan and he weaved his long arms around Hinata's torso, lifting her slightly he laid her down on the neatly made bed.
Sasuke wasn't just a person in that moment, he was a feeling. As he left her lips to gently trail kisses down her neck and onto her collarbone, she felt every ounce of will she had disintegrate reducing her to nothing but a puddle of raw and exposed nerves.
His breaths were shallow as they ghosted across her exposed skin. His hands, skilled at throwing shuriken, were equally as skilled at removing the upper half of her clothing. With her chest exposed Sasuke took a moment to look at her. She could see that his sharingan was activated and wondered if he was aware of that fact. She could see his meticulous eyes moving over her exposed skin, absorbing all of her, committing her to memory like he would a jutsu.
He was all consuming and he radiated power. Had she been any other girl, she might have been scared of the look he was giving her. She had not been able to describe it before, but now she knew it was longing. As intense as it was, Hinata was sore to admit that it made her aroused. She could feel the insides of her legs moisten at the predatory look he was giving her, and honestly at that moment, she would have done anything to get devoured.
"Beautiful," he murmured.
While she appreciated the sentiment, it angered her that he wasn't touching her. He was just staring at her knowingly, reveling in the fact that he could reduce her dignity to nothing. Fuck she couldn't take it.
"Sasuke please," she said in a whisper. She knew he heard it, but he pretended he didn't.
Instead, he went to work removing the other half of her clothing, but he was careful not to touch any of her skin in doing so. When he removed her lower half of clothing, she could smell it. It was her own heady arousal and it quickly filled the area they were in. She knew he could smell it too, but he did nothing, just let her squirm. He knew how bad she wanted them in that instant, and he was toying with her.
She wanted to scream. She made to get up and take matters into her own hands, but Sasuke wasn't having any of it. He seized her hips, flipping her over in fluid motion and had her back pressed against his chest. His nose was tucked in the crook of her neck, as one hand held back her hair and one had traveled from just below her breast down, down, down till it landed at her waist line.
"What, that Hyuga pride of yours doesn't allow you to beg?" He questioned her. His voice was a light whisper just behind her ear and it sent tingles throughout her body.
She was about to tell him where he could shove said pride, but he moved his finger down that last half an inch she had been secretly praying for. Dipping his fingers into her folds and finding her clit in an instant. He circled it with his long fingers, applying just enough force to make her shudder, control she had not thought him capable of.
"I don't have time for your stubbornness Hyuga," he whispered to her. To prove his point pressed his firm member against her ass for emphasis. He also moved his other hand down to lightly flick her breast and gently bit the back of her neck.
She was done for. It might as well have been genjutsu the way Sasuke flooded her mind.
"Fuck Sasuke, please," she said louder, giving him what he wanted.
There was a dark chuckle "I like your word choice," he murmured as he flipped her back over onto her back. When she could see him again, she saw that at some point he had discarded his pants and towered over her in all his naked glory.
His manhood hung loosely between his legs. Hinata was a virgin and had never been this close to a member of the opposite sex before. She didn't know what she had just begged Sasuke for, but she hoped it involved what was hanging in between his legs. His face was dark and his eyes spared attention to nothing but her.
He lowered his body over her and settled his mouth in between her chest plate. Kissing and slightly nipping his teeth he paid close attention to her breast. She had overheard boys talking about how big her breasts were in her academy days. She hoped that was something Sasuke found to be a benefit as he arched her chest into his mouth, moaning at the attention she was getting.
His hand reached toward her lower region again and Hinata flinched instinctively. Sasuke paused, pulling his head up to look at her.
It looked like something had just occurred to him and he looked at her with that smirk she hated but secretly found sexy as hell. It was a dark smirk that alluded Sasuke knew something that he found interesting.
"You're a virgin, aren't you Hyuga," he asked her so bluntly she was caught off guard.
She covered her face and nodded in embarrassment.
He snatched her hands from her face and yanked them above her head.
"Don't ever hide your face from me Hyuga," he ordered firmly. "Something you should know is that the men of my clan are very… possessive of our women. We are very choosy with who we decide to be with and once we choose the only way, we part is by dying."
Hinata watched as Sasuke's expression bore into her.
"So, the fact that you're still a virgin," Sasuke whispered, his soft lips traveling from her inner thigh ghosting onto the outer lids of her vagina. "Is very pleasing to me."
His tongue dipped into her folds and took a very direct path toward her clit. She immediately slammed her thighs together in shock at how good it felt. Moving his tongue over that sensitive section once more he reached out his arms to keep her legs apart as he conquered her.
"Fuck," she heard him hiss as lapped at her faster in an effort to get all of the juices that flowed out of her. She felt his fingers slide along the inside of her folds before he slowly pushed it into her opening. She threw her head back as he found a spot within her. Her hands found his hair as he pushed two more of his fingers inside her and continued to curl the digits upward. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't remember her own name. There was build up inside her abdomen and she felt something coming she couldn't control.
"Sasuke I'm, I-" she looked down at him trying to get him to understand what she was feeling, that she couldn't stop what was coming. He fixed her with his dark gaze and continued to move his fingers along that spot inside her until she couldn't take it anymore, she released the nerves she had been holding and moaned into her release.
She thought efforts like that would make her exhausted, but she was excited. She had never felt anything like it and Sasuke had given it to her. She had a really strong desire to return the favor. She tried to move, however Sasuke stopped her. There was still the predatory gaze, however he looked like he was fighting an inner battle.
"Any other time I would love to have that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around my dick," he said lowly, moving her so that she was positioned with her head laying down on the pillow and her ass in the air, she found this position convenient as it hid her blush. Sasuke trailed his hand down her spin and yanked her braid up so that her head was off the bed but her back still had the arch as though it wasn't.
"But I need you in another way first." She felt him lining up his member at her entrance. It was slow, agonizingly slow. But he managed to push all of himself into her. It had been painful at first, however now she just felt full.
"Sasuke," she breathed out.
She wanted him to move, wanted him to hit the spot he had before that made her feel uncontrollably good.
"Thank fucking god," he exhaled at her assurance that she was ready.
Pulling out, he slammed his way back into her and she saw stars. There was that spot. Someone had fashioned the shape of Sasuke's cock specifically for her because it was made to hit that specific location inside her that made her stomach flip.
"Shit you're tight Hinata, you have to relax," Sasuke gently breathed out to her. Running his hand gently down her back, it found its way to her backside, and he smacked it hard which startled Hinata. This allowed Sasuke the leverage he needed to gain speed. Slamming roughly into her, she felt her breath become labored, how could something feel so- How could he make her lose her mind like this, it wasn't fair.
She was screaming his name at this point, fuck who heard her. She wanted this, she needed this and she felt her most powerful and most vulnerable at the same time.
She came again, screaming release she clenched the blankets so tight they would be ironing for days to get the wrinkles out.
Sasuke let go of her hair and she fell forward into the mattress. He used this leverage to pound into her a few more times before she felt him release inside her, filling her up.
She collapsed first, rolling onto her back and trying to catch her breath. He buckled shortly after her, managing to take the covers with him as he did and covering them both in case anyone would dare disturb them.
However, with the way that Sasuke folded her into his arms, as though she was a giant teddy bear newly gifted to a child, she doubted that anyone that walked through that door would live to tell the tale.
don't judge me to harshly, I have not written sex in like five years. But if your going rate something M there is an expectation.
Stay safe and see you at the finish line.