Temari's eyes widened as her brows furrowed. Her nose grazed against Hinata's soft cheek, her exhales heavy as the heat between them grew. Beyond the Hyuga's indigo locks, Temari couldn't see a thing, so she instead focused on the mesmerising details of her face. Pale skin glowed in the dim light of the room like a full moon in the night sky. Furthering that image, her cute face curved with her rounded features. Her long eyelashes fluttered against the bridge of Temari's nose, tickling and distracting her from comprehending what the short kunoichi was doing in the everlasting moment. All Temari could tell were the movements of her lips, as they began to match Hinata's, calculating new methods to take the upper hand of surprise back from their ambusher.
Before her morality could work out what she was doing, her instincts took over. Her eyelids shut tight, covering her vision with a curtain of darkness. She slipped her hands out from underneath the heated water, running her palms up Hinata's soft sides. The Hyuga's abdomen shivered under her rough touch. Starting to ease into the mood, Temari now began to fight back against Hinata's seductive technique. The difference between them, in both their skill and their experience, was clear. Hinata moved her plump lips against Temari's like an expert, picking up on all the different spots that were more sensitive than others. So, Temari, like any good tactician, resorted to a few sneaky tricks to regain some control over the situation.
When Hinata pressed her back, Temari snagged her bottom lip, sinking her teeth into the plump flesh and relishing the metallic that ebbed over her tastebuds. Hinata let out a muffled whimper, attempting to retreat. But with her lips trapped, Temari followed her, pressing her advantage. Soon, it was Temari who controlled their kiss.
However, Hinata wasn't going to hand that control over just like that, a fact that Temari felt against her abs as Hinata raked her painted nails over them, digging into her skin to carve crimson crescents into the muscles that looked as if they were sculpted out of bronze. In response, Temari looked to do the same to Hinata's sides, squeezing them for added effect and enjoying the squeaks she let out.
It was unfortunate, but the natural need for air ended their kissing, loud gasps escaping their mouths, desperate for air. On her thigh, Hinata shifted to rest her hands on Temari's arched traps. It took a moment to understand, but Temari took notice of her rolling her hips and grounding her crotch on her ripped upper leg.
"Fuck… I didn't think you'd be this good" Hinata exclaimed through heavy breaths.
Temari licked her lips with a grin. "That's a surprise, I thought the girls would have told you all about me" she replied.
"Oh, they did, but they were quite obsessed with just how intimidating you were" the Hyuga's grip became tighter. "So, I never managed to squeeze the details out of them…" she leaned closer, mashing her chest against Temari's. "…but, considering the state of Sakura's ass, I can tell that you went extra hard on her" her excited words ghosted against Temari's ear.
Vivid images of Sakura's ass beaten raw, seared into her sadist mind, resurfaced in the forefront of her thoughts. The climaxes that wrecked the medical kunoichi were a sight to behold and the trembling of her thick thighs, soft like pillows, was infatuating. The way her voluptuous peach swayed from side to side as her hips rocked back and forth with her throbbing core.
"With an ass like hers, she's just begging to be spanked" Temari began pecking at Hinata's collarbone.
Hinata returned by pressing her lips to Temari's sharp jawline. "Don't I know it?" she grinded against Temari's body. "But, what I want to know is why you used Sakura for Ino's punishment?" she asked, curious to learn more.
"Well, I began with Sakura in order to make the most out of Ino watching..." Temari began explaining.
But before she could carry on, Hinata interrupted her. "So, you've picked up on it then?"
"Picked up on what?"
Hinata pulled away, staring deep into Temari's eyes with a knowing gleam in her clear pupils. "The way Ino can't seem to pull her eyes away from seeing the other girls being used"
Temari cocked a smirk. "It's hard not to notice when she starts squirting like a fountain by just watching"
They burst into a fit of cruel snickering, each of them recalling their own experiences with Ino's voyeuristic climaxes. It was clear to both of them that they shared a mutual pleasure in reducing such a sought after kunoichi to lust-filled tears as she devolved into a mess of orgasms.
"Yet, how Ino spoke about you, it seemed like it's personal between you two" Hinata went prying for more gossip, taking Temari by surprise.
She averted her gaze, a suspicious action for the proud kunoichi. But, trying to avoid answering gave Hinata a telling detail in the form of an array of glinting metal. It bore a striking resemblance to that of the Yamanaka. The clear distinction between them was Temari's stunning pattern of piercings that adorned her earlobes and her upper helix.
Comparing her collection of rings and a crystal stud with Ino's simple stud, Hinata put two and two together to theorise and answer to her statement. "It's Shikamaru, isn't it?" Temari straightened when she heard his name. "Aww! You are so adorable, Temari" she leaned in close, her breaths adding to the warmth emanating from Temari's cheeks.
Temari growled like a cornered animal, her eyes conveying the need to defend herself at all costs. "So, you don't feel any sort of jealousy at the fact that Sakura spent all those years fighting in the same team with Naruto?" she asked with an accusing glare.
For a moment, Hinata faltered. That was all it took for the foreign kunoichi to fire a victorious grin back at the Hyuga. She sighed in her defeat. "Fine, I see your point" she eyed her triumphant expression for a few seconds, before her fingers began to trail over Temari's shoulders and down her upper arms. "Your body is incredible, Temari!" she added a smile to go along with her praise.
"That's surprising, coming from you, Hinata" Temari groaned as she flicked her nails along her defined triceps.
Hinata frowned. "And, why is that?"
"Well, you and the other girls have much softer figures than me" she dropped her head, glancing down at the intricate pattern of muscles that dotted her abdomen.
Shifting to swing one of her legs over to occupy the entirety of Temari's lap, Hinata wrapped her arms around Temari's neck. "But, your body is so unique and that's why the girls love it so much"
Temari giggled to herself, remembering how the girls worshipped every inch of her muscled frame. "Thanks" Temari's lips formed into a genuine smile. It was funny to her that she was relying on Hinata to cheer her up from her depreciative view on her body. Even though Shikamaru did his best to rescue her from those self-destructive thoughts, Temari couldn't help but imagine the nightmare of him preferring a girl with a softer figure, a woman who may have been retired from missions as a kunoichi and had been spending that free time resting her feminine figure. Like Kurenai maybe.
Before she could fall into the pit of despair that was picturing Shikamaru with another woman that he held the same feelings for as herself, Hinata pressed her lips against hers in a chaste kiss. Her thoughts cleared the way for her to focus her addled mind on the beauty sat on her lap.
"You're welcome" she beamed at Temari when they broke apart for air. "Now, let's make a bet"
Temari quirked her brow. "What do you have in mind?" she asked, tempted by Hinata's delicate tone.
"Well, whoever finishes last gets to decide how we play with the girls next time"
Temari smirked. "Next time?"
Returning with an innocent expression, Hinata batted her eyes at Temari. "Don't tell me you don't want to… or are you scared that you won't win?" she let a grin ruin her cute image, allowing her cruel thoughts to infect her smile.
Unimpressed, but beginning to feel the competitive atmosphere getting to her, she glared daggers at Hinata. "You better not pass out on me too soon" she threatened Hinata with a confident smirk.
However, she didn't allow Hinata an opportunity to respond, bucking her hips upwards and bouncing the short kunoichi in her lap. The joy she took in watching the show that was Hinata's massive tits jiggle up and down with her must have been clear from the drool escaping her dropped jaw, as Hinata pouted. She mashed her bust against Temari's attempting to induce a jealous thought into the foreign kunoichi's overthinking mind.
It worked, Temari growled like a wolf seeing a predator step foot into its territory. Needing to fight back, Temari peppered her jawline with kisses. She leaned her head back, allowing Temari more access to her jugular to which she took full advantage. Sinking her teeth into her pulse point, Temari sucked at the crimson droplets that escaped from the incision.
In her lap, Hinata's hips rocked back and forth, trying to match the intense rhythm that Temari had set. But, she couldn't keep up. It wasn't for lack of trying, it was just Hinata's physicality wasn't able to do so compared to Temari's impressive body.
She couldn't allow her to take control of the situation, because if she did then Hinata didn't know for sure if she'd be able to recover any shred of it. Focusing, Hinata traced Temari's body downwards, until she reached her pelvis. She didn't need her Byakugan to pick out the spot she needed for easy access to a crucial chakra point in the body. And, without a second thought, she zapped it with her index and middle fingers.
The effect was immediate, Temari locked up, snapping her legs together and sitting up straight. She let out a muffled moan. "That's cheating"
Hinata cackled as she began planting kisses around Temari's puffy lips. "You better keep up then"
Irritated, Temari took hold of Hinata's tits. Her nails dug into the mounds of snowy white flesh. With a rough grip, she weighed them in her palm, impressed by how heavy they were. They were a couple of sizes larger than Ino's, with ease. And without a shred of doubt, they dwarfed Sakura's and Tenten's tits.
With her other hand, Temari ran down Hinata's side to grab her voluptuous ass. Hinata squealed, encouraging Temari to attack both features in addition to work she was doing on her neck. Despite threatening to bring the foreign kunoichi to an early defeat with her improvised use of the Hyuga's specialised techniques, Hinata didn't offer much in regards to competing with her. All she could do was moan into Temari's ear and bounce in her lap, helpless to her ministrations.
In the back of her lust-filled mind, Temari perked up. Like a shark, she could smell blood, sensing the chance of victory growing. If she just continued what she was doing for a while longer, then she could tame this pleasured lioness, right? She growled into the crook of Hinata's neck, snapping at herself for almost giving into such complacent thoughts. Not for an instant could she risk slowing down, Hinata was an opponent who had evidence of her sexual skill in the forms of Sakura and Ino and Tenten.
What could she do that Hinata couldn't? She needed something that would reduce Hinata to a loyal kitten. Sifting through her past experiences, she searched for it. When she had been with Shikamaru, she had acted like the delicate maiden, so that wasn't going to help unless Hinata managed to orgasm with pity, somehow. That narrowed it down to her time with the girls, which was the safer bet considering how terrified of her they ended up being.
Something she did with Tenten? She wracked her mind for ideas but all she could come up with was lavishing her with praise. It may have worked on a shy, submissive and hard-working Tenten, but with the confident and dominant Hinata it would just serve to further inflate her ego. So that was off the table, leaving her experiences with Ino and Sakura. Aside from making her watch, Temari didn't do much except for the spanking she dished out. But, that wasn't with her body, just her mind. Which left her with one vivid image, Sakura's delicious ass beaten and bruised by her hands.
That was it. That was how she was going to conquer the short kunoichi in her lap. Releasing her grip on Hinata's ass cheek for a moment. She raised her arm above her whilst using her other to pull Hinata against her to allow for a better view of her thick derrière. With a ferocious bark, she swung her open palm downwards with all her strength.
Crack!
The lion tamer cracked her whip against the lioness' ass, eliciting a violent squeal from the Hyuga. Under her breath, Hinata whimpered into Temari's ear. Enjoying the melody that was Hinata's euphoric voice, Temari massaged the inflamed flesh and smirked at the warmth it emanated. Temari repeated her actions in a mirrored fashion, using her other hand to spank Hinata's other cheek. With each smack, the surface of the water rippled, and the flesh jiggled against her palm, tempting Temari to take a rough grasp and dig her nails into the pale, now reddened, skin.
"Ple… Please"
Temari was broken out of her fluid streak of continuous slaps by Hinata's strangled voice. Pulling back, Temari shifted her position to gaze upon Hinata's expression. And what a sight it was, taking her breath away. Puffy lips trembled with voiceless words and pale cheeks glistened with trails of tears. Tracking them upwards, Temari was met with wide eyes, shiny with the same tears and threatening to spill more.
Stunned, Temari loosened her grip on Hinata's ass for a moment. With a heavy sigh, Hinata's frown reversed into a cheeky grin. That was all it took for Temari to realise she had just made a calamitous error.
Temari scrambled to correct her mistake. "Wai—"
But, it was too late. She had fallen for it, and now Hinata was making her pay. At various points, Hinata jabbed at Temari's body with her Gentle Fist Style. With each impact, Temari locked up, recoiling at the feeling of the strange sensations that assaulted her body. Her nails clawed against Hinata's ass, desperate to fight back and regain some control. Her thighs snapped together, her feet tapping against the bottom of the tub. Hinata stared down at her with that triumphant smirk, watching Temari fight with everything not to give in to Hinata's tricks.
With her legs trembling beneath her, Temari stood up, taking Hinata with her. In response, Hinata clung tighter to Temari's body with the back of her knees slung over the inside of Temari's elbows. For a few lifelong moments, they stared into each other's eyes, stunned by their brilliance.
The few sounds that could be heard past the blood roaring in their ears were the splashing of waterdrops on the heated water beneath them along with the heavy pants that were left to pass with a tired freedom through their slobbering.
Hinata was the first to break the wordless void. "Fuck… I never thought that someone else other than my Naruto could do this with me" she remarked at her current position.
"Don't worry, there's more where this came from" Temari replied with a smug grin.
As she raised her eyebrows, Hinata's clear eyes glossed over like glass. Temari groaned at the new warmth that dripped down her abs, before straining for a moment. She switched the placement of her hands, shifting them to wrap around Hinata's back as she flipped her upside down. Hinata giggled with excitement as she held a staring contest with Temari's shiny cunt.
Using her trained flexibility, she crossed her legs together, squeezing Temari's head between her plump thighs. Teasing her, Temari latched her lips around the inside of her leg. Hinata tightened her grip on her head, taking hold of Temari's toned ass. She peeked in between Temari's legs, licking her lips at the mouth-watering sight of the pink slit between them.
Unable to hold back, Hinata dove in for her feast. Temari groaned into the purple flesh she had captured between her teeth, lashing at the inflamed skin with her tongue. Hinata lathered at Temari's lower lips, paying special attention to the erect clit peeking out at the peak of Temari's snatch. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucked the stiff nub with an excited vigour.
Pressing her tongue into the tight slit, Hinata grinned at the unique taste. Like an exotic fruit, Temari's juices washed over her tongue in a bittersweet flavour that reminded Hinata of a pineapple. Temari detached herself from Hinata's thigh with a pop! and she leaned into Hinata's snatch. Her nose brushed against Hinata's puffy lips, nuzzling her slit until she could smell the delicious perfume blossoming with a subtle tone reminiscent of a plum's sweetness.
One taste was all Temari needed before squeezing Hinata tighter to her body, mashing her lips against her cunt. Temari feasted with a gluttonous hunger, Hinata's pussy squelching every time Temari dug her tongue against the tight inner walls, enjoying how they constricted around her velvet muscle. On the other hand, Hinata lapped at her meal with a lighter touch, licking at the invigorating juices with small cat licks.
Each time Hinata's tongue dragged along a spot containing an innumerable amount of nerve endings, Temari's muscled thighs twitched, tightening their clamp on Hinata's head. In tandem, the girls clawed at each other's ass cheeks with each loud slurp that reached their ears, spurring the other to continue their ministrations as they neared a euphoric finish.
With each muffled moan that passed between them, it was becoming more obvious that the other was close to climaxing. So, the race ensued to force the other over the finish line in order to clinch a victory over another dominant. Desperate to win, Temari scrambled for any trick she could use to gain an advantage. It was annoying that she had to rely on such things in order to win but she chalked it up to her lack of abundant sexual experience.
Although searching through her previous time with the girls was a good option, she chose to use something that she had been on the receiving end of from the greatest strategist in the world. After having it used on her, she was certain it would be enough to snatch the victory from Hinata's clutches.
Comfortable with letting Hinata hang off her, latching onto Temari's figure with her crossed legs and tight holds, Temari slid her hands upwards from her lower back. Her fingers drifted over her spine before splitting up in search of Hinata's bountiful ass. Her nails glided across Hinata's pale skin, almost slicing through the thick flesh. With her vision obstructed by her pussy, Temari had to feel around for her destination.
But when Hinata let out a muffled squeal, she knew that she had found her target. Increasing the rate of her actions on the Hyuga kunoichi's pussy, the Sand kunoichi put her underhanded tactic into action. With both her index and middle fingers, she formed a shape similar to Hinata's previous move.
Spreading her cheeks apart with one hand, Temari pressed her fingers against Hinata's asshole like a button. For a brief instant, they slipped inside, stretching the muscle around her digits. As it constricted around them, Hinata came undone with a squeal. Her ministrations on Temari's cunt slowed to a stop as her mouth opened wide to let out a pleasured scream.
Temari had to hold on tight as Hinata's body spasmed in her arms. Her eyelids fluttered against the shower of orgasmic juices that sprayed from Hinata's pussy, covering her face in a glistening sheen. Addicted after one drop, Temari went for dessert, gulping down as much as she could whilst Hinata locked up, suspended in mid-air. She scooped out as much juice as she could with her tongue, scraping it around Hinata's inner walls and enjoying the sensation of Hinata's walls squeezing her muscle.
For a pleasurable eternity, Hinata's climax wracked through her body, until her voice died down to addled murmurs. When her grip softened around her neck and waist, Temari stopped her ministrations and flipped Hinata back to meet her eyes. Glossed over with her tongue hanging out of her wide-open mouth, it dripped with a mix of her drool and Temari's juices, piquing her curiosity. Temari pressed her lips against hers, curling her tongue around Hinata's and sucking the mixture until there were no more drops left.
She pulled away with a smug satisfaction at the taste of her own honeypot. Seeing Hinata regain some awareness, Temari decided she would celebrate her victory somewhere better, considering that her fingertips were beginning to wrinkle from being in the water too long. Supporting Hinata with her arms, Temari stepped out of the bath and headed to the door. With each step, the short kunoichi bounced in her arms with a mumbled moan.
Behind her, drops of water splashed after every squelching step towards the bed. They shivered as they were assaulted by the cooler air of the bedroom, the steam hissing against in the bathroom's doorway. Hinata had begun to purr into the crook of her neck, relaxing after her muscles had stopped clenching in her previous finish. But, Temari hadn't climaxed yet, so doing so whilst boasting to Hinata seemed like an interesting way of finishing.
Dropping her hips, Temari threw Hinata into the air. For an instant, she soared weightless before crashing into the soft covers. She didn't have much time to react as Temari clambered onto the bed after her, her knees sinking into mattress. Hinata was forced onto her side before one of her legs was stretched to its longest extent and placed over Temari's shoulder. The Sand kunoichi wrapped her legs around Hinata's abdomen before she pressed her pelvis against the Hyuga's crotch.
Hinata craned her neck to keep up with Temari who began thrusting towards her, rubbing her pussy against hers. With each movement, Temari upped the strength she used in her hips. Hinata's eyes dropped from her victorious smirk to her pendulous tits, bouncing every time she thrusted against her. Her stiff nipples posed a curious question, was the phenomenon caused by the aroused atmosphere or was it due to the coolness of the room's air?
The splashing of juices against their crotches answered her question. A silly grin spread across her lips, encouraging Temari to increase her pace. She reached out, grabbing Hinata massive tits to use as oversized handholds. It was strange but Hinata couldn't help but imagine Naruto putting her in the same position. Along with it came memories of fucking Sakura, Ino and Tenten with the strap-on she'd made. But, Temari was treating her the same way and even without a cock, she was wrecking her.
She squeezed her tits with a grip rough enough to draw blood from her scarred chest with her nails as she dragged Hinata's body towards her pelvis. In the dim light of the room, Temari loomed over Hinata, casting a suffocating shadow onto her short stature and sending a shiver down her spine. Keeping her head bowed, Hinata was mesmerised by Temari's abdomen. Sculpted abs danced with each primal growl that left her throat, partnering the rocking of her wide hips and an enticing 'v' shape led to the cause of Hinata's newest wave of pleasure.
The shadow gave way to Temari as she leaned down, locking eyes with Hinata. Her sharp diamond pierced into the clouds, shackling her in place and stealing her choppy breath.
"I win" she declared, bucking her hips one last time for emphasis before she gave into her burning core's carnal desire. In the same instant, both kunoichi climaxed, their cunts spraying each other's abdomens with a shower of sweet nectar.
When their muscles' erratic spasming slowed down, Temari had just enough strength to untangle herself from Hinata's legs and collapse into the mattress next to her. The covers, soaked in a mix of their sweat, tears and honey, squelched against her back as she rolled Hinata to rest on her shoulder.
With a silly grin on her quivering lips, Temari drifted into the slumber induced by the combination of fatigue and the warmth that Hinata's breath on her skin provided, certain her dreams would offer an even greater reward for her efforts.
A/N- Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I wasn't planning on this pair but I'm liking this sort of subplot so you might see a few more scenes like this. If you didn't like it, let me know and what you'd be interested in seeing. Anyways, I haven't got much to say again so I'll see you next time.
Yours truly,
Signing off