Lee's bandaged fists crush fallen leaves as he screams out in pleasure. I move inside him again, and receive unbearable ecstasy from his cry of "Oh! Ne-ji!" It's my name, spilling from his lips, thoughtlessly, through blissful moans. He shifts against me, pulling his own name from my mouth through unintentional cries of pleasure.
"Oh! Lee! Oh!" Waves of pleasure make it impossible to stay in any degree of control once again, so I allow myself to get lost in my senses. Lee's broken yet soft skin under my wandering hands, the sweet grass and earth mixing their smell with the thick scent of sex, even my knees on the ground, being scratched and broken by uneven earth, in light of the pleasure, feels almost good. Lee ceases his motion, inviting me nonverbally to take more control, so I grab his hips and pull him to me. He begins to sob in pleasure, tears gushing from his eyes, and I adore every second of this. It's delicious control, almost indescribably wonderful to have him like this, actually crying because I've given him something so good.
"Lee! Oh! You're oh! Perfect!" Then I lose all ability to form coherent words. My thoughts disappear and my mind gives way into disconnected feelings; wordless pleasure. I can't suppress a scream as an orgasm, a more intense wave of pleasure, tears through me, and I nearly begin to cry myself. Lee, however, isn't ready for orgasm, so I gather my thoughts back into coherency and use my hands to coax him over the edge, and, after two weeks of this every day, my hands are skilled at drawing a pleasured set of screams from his lips, so it's only a few minutes before he's experiencing the same intense pleasure I just have. Afterwards, I replace my clothes and collapse onto the ground, and Lee follows suit.
It's been two weeks; Two weeks of sneaking around, usually in the woods after training, for precious minutes of sex and affection, under the guise of extra sparring. Contrary to what I might expect, Tenten has been a godsend for covering for us. She spends her after training hours being a good Shinobi and practicing some more, or else sealing things in scrolls, and she's more than happy to claim to be training in conjunction with us; supposedly working on something we want to surprise Gai-sensei with. This particular ruse only has a life of 3 more days before we have to show Gai-sensei some scrapped together move we've invented in 5 seconds, and I don't know how he'll react to that, but I'm pretty sure it's going to involve a punch to Lee's face for failing to train hard enough on something respectable.
But I suppose it's not like Gai-sensei doesn't know something is up; our whole team dynamic has radically changed since Lee and I started, well, dating. Don't get me wrong, I didn't turn into some kind of doting, youthful fanboy or anything; I'm still Hyuuga Neji, quiet, stoic, and dominant. And Lee's still, well, his own youthful self. Tenten's character hasn't fundamentally changed either, but the way we interact has. There's an interesting sort of fondness that comes with being teammates in secret keeping that you just can't establish being teammates as Shinobi, and this innate fondness has changed the way I look at Tenten and Lee. I suppose it's got something to do with the fact that I'm usually the one being depended upon rather than the one depending on people, and I'm so grateful to Tenten and Lee for keeping my secret. It's an attachment I can't, and don't dare to break. Tenten and Lee haven't let me down, and it seems that my gratitude for that is bleeding into our teamwork, tuning me into their emotions and intentions. I don't verbally express how I feel, of course. I'm still me, and it makes me incredibly uncomfortable to share my emotions out loud. Not to mention that keeping one's emotions secret is a major part of being a good Shinobi. But I digress. After I've rested, we have a pretty serious talk that we've been avoiding thus far, with Lee resting his head on my chest and me laying on a bed of grass, leaves and dirt on the forest floor. Tenten is throwing summoned shuriken at trees about 30 feet away from us.
"Neji, what are we going to do when you are supposed to get married?" It's been an unspoken source of worry for me, wondering what's going to happen when Hiashi arranges a marriage for me. It's common practice for the head of the Hyuuga clan to dictate the marriages of the whole family, and somehow, I don't think marrying Rock Lee is a potential plan for me.
"Hell, Lee, I don't know, sneak around having an affair?" I say somewhat sarcastically, although it does seem like our only option for being together in the long term.
"I am not really certain I can handle keeping quiet about our relationship for a few more days, less yet the rest of our lives." Lee says this apologetically, as if he's giving me an incredible burden.
I sigh "I know. Neither can I. This constant secret keeping is putting me so on edge, I can barely think. Not to mention the near-constant Byakugan usage that's majorly draining my chakra. We do have to do something." My Byakugan is a gift from the gods in more ways than one; I can watch a good 400 yards away in all directions at once to make sure if anyone's coming, we can break apart, but I can't let my guard down for more than a minute, and Byakugan wasn't meant to be used this much, so if I don't either cut down on spending time with Lee, or find a place to do it in private, I'm going to have a pretty serious case of my fucking eyes starting fucking bleeding.
"Neji, you are a genius. Think of something."
"You know I'm not a genius in that sense. I'm just a Hyuuga abilities genius, and I'm totally at a loss." Then I kiss his forehead, a still rare, intimate gesture that sends trails of saltwater streaming down his face.
"You are so youthful when you kiss me" My first instinct is to feel insulted and tell him to quit applying his extreme fixation on youth to me, but looking at him, earnestly looking up at me, I can't help but smile slightly.
"Thank you, Lee. As for what we can do, I guess we have to keep hiding ourselves until we can figure something better out."
Tenten walks over and sits down in front of us "Lee, Neji, you do realize you guys told Gai-sensei we'd show him our amazing new surprising move in 3 days, don't you? And so far we've got nothing."
"Fuck" I used to be a lot more loathe to use profanity, especially with no context, but lately, the word "fuck" is the only thing that can succinctly express the way I feel.
"Maybe we could….." Tenten starts thinking for us. "Uh, use your um, gentle fist to… um, change the trajectory of kunai that I've thrown and…. Uh, then Lee can, um, uh… he could do a leaf whirlwind on the target from the other side?"
"And this is our brilliant move we've spent the past two weeks working on?" I ask skeptically.
"Do you have anything better? I'm only trying to help you!" Tenten says, irritated.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. No I don't have anything better. I… that's just, well, it's what we're going with, and let's just pray to the Kami that he'll accept that we're just that incompetent"
Lee chimes in "I have a feeling that showing off this move as the product of two weeks of intensive training will get me punched, but I do not mind; It will have been more than worth it."
"I'm sorry, Lee." I say sadly. I don't like him getting hit, but he and Gai-sensei have an agreement that it's okay for Gai to hit him if Lee does something that Gai considers as deserving of it.
The three of us continue to think for several minutes, but, ultimately, we go with Tenten's admittedly poor idea, simply because it's the least pathetic we can come up with.
"Well, guys, let's practice it so we can at least show him something accurate" Leave it to Tenten to phrase it in terms of accuracy. We do, despite my complete exhaustion, practice this makeshift move a few times. It takes us about half an hour before we all have our timing and coordination down. So much for two weeks of work, but it'll have to do enough for Gai-sensei not to suspect we're sneaking about in the woods, fucking every day after practice.