The afternoon passed quickly for Tenten, affording her the opportunity to temporarily forget the incident with the mysterious man—as well as his parting proposal. She made her way down to the local station and reported her side of the story to the officer, which ended up taking longer than she would have liked. The thief yelled profanities at her the whole time, scaring the poor lady beside her, and the officer finally snapped, ordering one of his workmates to take the man to a cell.
Tenten soaked in a hot, calming bath after returning home in an attempt to soothe her tired muscles. She wanted to relax after her long day and decided she wouldn't leave until the bath had turned cold. Her eyes fluttered closed and she rested her head against the edge of the tub, allowing sleep to overtake her.
Frantic, passionate kisses shared between two strangers.
Heavy breathing, hands clutching at long black hair.
Bodies pressed together against the wall of an alley, fighting to get close closer.
Hatake's Lightening Bar at seven o'clock.
Hatake's Lightening Bar.
Hatake's Lightening Bar.
Hatake's Lightening Bar.
Tenten woke with a start, her body tingling from the remnants of her dream. She brought her hands up to cover her cheeks, feeling the heat that radiated off them. Never in her life had she had a dream like that before, and she wasn't sure what to make of it.
Slowly, ignoring the heat that was pooling in her belly, Tenten climbed out of the lukewarm bath and wrapped herself in a towel. She had been preoccupied for most of the day, but now that she was at home, she remembered that she hadn't been successful in ordering the camera-wielding man into deleting her photos. He had said he would be at Hatake's Lighting Bar tonight. Tenten had no idea where that was, but she could Google it. She had to make sure he deleted her photos for good.
.
.
.
As soon as Tenten stepped into the bar, she knew she had made a mistake. She really shouldn't have come here—not after their last encounter. He had been the rudest, most arrogant man she had ever met. Her reason for coming here suddenly felt like a lame excuse, and she wanted to turn and hightail it back to safety before it was too late.
"Look who it is." The voice was eloquent, as if the owner had been brought up in high society. But the smirk accompanying it was wicked, and Tenten flushed instantly, her toes curling at the sight of him. "I didn't think you would actually turn up."
Tenten glared at him, ignoring how his lavender eyes twinkled in amusement. "I wasn't finished giving you a piece of my mind earlier. You can't just walk off when I'm in the middle of talking to you!"
"Oh?" His eyebrow raised, that insufferable smirk widening as he took a step closer to her. "I thought you had finished talking. It seemed as though you were quite out of breath when I left you."
A blush as dark as crimson covered her face at the memory. "T-that's because you kissed me! I didn't give you permission to do that." Which was another reason why Tenten was here. Not only did she need to make sure he deleted her photos, she also had to scold him for stealing a kiss—lots of kisses, actually. She definitely wasn't here for more of his intoxicating lips.
"I think you quite enjoyed it, going by how you responded." The man was directly in front of her, barely a breath between them. When had he gotten so close?
"I-I did not!" Tenten tried to step away from him, but it seemed he had her cornered. Her back hit the wall behind her and his hands instantly found a place against it either side of her head.
"There is no need to hold back. You can be honest with me." His lips grazed her ear as he whispered, before finding that sensitive spot on her neck he had discovered earlier. He sucked on it, enticing a moan from the flustered woman.
Be honest? Tenten hadn't been honest with herself for a very long time now; wasn't even sure she knew how to be honest anymore. But she realized, with a sense of clarity she hadn't felt in years, that there was one thing she could be honest about, and she wanted to pursue it—no matter where it led her.
"I… I enjoyed it." Her voice was breathless, barely a whisper, and she didn't think she had ever been this embarrassed before in her life.
The man—she hadn't even learnt his name yet, she realized suddenly—removed himself from her neck and caught her eyes, a slow grin spreading across his features.
Her flush deepened at his dark expression. "I at least need to know your name first."
"Neji." His voice was sultry, and he stared at her, a predatory glint shining in his eyes. His lips moved back to her ear, nibbling the lobe before whispering, "now tell me; what do you want?"
Tenten's breath hitched, her body stilling at his words. She had never done anything like this before, but there was no denying that she wanted him. Wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. It took all the courage she had to muster up the one word she was dying to say. "You."
As if that was what he had been waiting for, Neji snaked his arms around Tenten's waist and pulled her body flush against his. "That can be arranged." He murmured, catching her lips in a scorching kiss.
It was as if they had known each other for years. The way their bodies melded together; the way they kissed each other with a passion only known by the most intimate of lovers left Tenten breathless in a matter of minutes. Her body was on fire and she wanted to stay there forever, burning with him.
Neji's hands slid to the underside of her bottom and he lifted her effortlessly, encouraging her to wrap her legs around his waist. She did so with a little hesitation, and he murmured "good girl," against her ear before preceding to nibble at the sensitive lobe. Neji chuckled against her skin when he felt her melt into him, and he pressed a kiss to her neck. "Let's take this upstairs, shall we?" His whisper caused a pleasant tingle to travel down her spine and she tightened her legs around him instinctively. Tenten didn't even have time to voice a reply before he started moving, his lips latching back onto hers as he made his way through the bar.
Tenten could hear catcalls from several patrons, but she was much too occupied to care about what the two of them might look like to others. It was only when someone shouted: "get a room!" and someone else replied: "I think that's what they're doing." that Tenten finally realized what was happening. Her face flushed crimson and she buried her head in the crook of Neji's neck, hiding herself from the onlookers.
He chuckled at her response. "Just ignore them."
How could she, when she knew that they knew exactly what the two of them were about to do. "Where are we going?" She murmured against his neck, trying her best to block out the constant barrage of whistles and catcalls.
"My place. I rent a room upstairs." He must have felt her stiffen slightly in his arms, because he nuzzled the top of her head and whispered, "You still with me, Angel?"
"Yes, I'm still here." Now that they had put a pause to their kissing, Tenten was starting to get nervous again. "You can put me down." She said, attempting to extract her legs from around his waist.
He closed his hands around her ankles, locking them back in place. "I don't think so. You're starting to get shy on me again, and I don't want you leaving the second I put you down." He paused in his ascent to look her in the eyes. "Are you getting cold feet?"
Tenten shook her head, aware that her face was most likely the colour of a tomato as she held his eyes. "No, I'm not getting cold feet. It's just a little embarrassing now that we've cooled off a bit."
He shot her a satisfied smirk, his pale eyes twinkling. "Good. I would have been hard pressed to let you go." He moved his face closer, until his lips were just touching hers, and Tenten's heart rate spiked at the small contact. He flicked his tongue out and ran it along the seam of her lips. "It seems as though I will have to warm you up again."
They didn't speak much after that. Not when Neji slammed the door behind them, closing them off from the outside world. Not when he placed her gently upon the bed, leaning back to sweep his eyes over her clothed body, his eyes darkening at the sight before him. And not when he closed the gap between them for the final time that night, bodies joined in pure ecstasy. All Tenten could do was hold on to him and pray that she hadn't just made the worst mistake of her life.
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