Recap: Gaara went unconscious after Mai performed fellatio on him…
I blinked in surprise. "What the--," I started, but was interrupted by some breathy laughter.
"I haven't come in my pants since I was 13," I turned at the sound of Neji's voice coming from the doorway. Kiba had collapsed against him, and both had dark spots spreading across the front of their pants.
"Wow," said Lee in amazement. "You must be really good, Mai. Gaara only faints after fantastic sex." I could feel my cheeks start to flame.
"Goddamn. My head's still a bit spacey, and I can't feel my legs," Kiba groaned. "What did they put in those drinks, exactly?"
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," said Sasuke coming into the room behind them. "That, my friends, was all Mai. The pheromones just make you horny."
All gazes landed on me. I levered myself up, my arms still around the unconscious Gaara's legs, and shifted uneasily. "What? Why are you all looking at me?"
"Honey, your blowjob is so good, you make the recipient faint. Where else are we supposed to look?" Naruto said trying to muffle his laughter."And, you need to take another shower!"
"So? I don't see what all the fuss…is…Oh. Oh crap!" I said realizing. "But I just had sex twice!...Well, once this morning, but still. I don't think I have it in me for another round."
"Yes, you do. Besides, how are you so sure that you're going to get sex?" asked Kiba.
"Because even though you just came, you have another erection," I said raising my eyebrow. Kiba blinked and looked down in surprise. "Well what do you know?" He looked over at Neji. "He has one too, though."
"My point exactly."
"Mai," Sasuke sighed. "You might as well give in. Akamaru has a time limit, and you have to take a shower."
Even I knew I was defeated, and I wasn't going to go through gut wrenching agony if I didn't have to. The boys saw me relent. Kiba smiled and opened his mouth to say something, but Neji's voice rang out in the room, "I call dibs!" Kiba sat on the floor and sulked.
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Neji took my hand and led me toward the bathroom while the others tried to rouse the still unconscious Gaara.
I dragged my feet Neji tugged me towards Sasuke's bathroom. The door closed behind us, and we were in the bathroom, completely alone. I looked around the bathroom nervously and my gaze landed on a bottle of bath-bubbles. "Ooooh," I breathed and ran, dragging poor Neji behind me, and unlocked the door. "Hey Sasuke! Can I use your bubble bath?" "Yeah," came the answer and I re-locked the door skipped to the tub happily.
"You seem pleased," said Neji, one eyebrow raised.
"I love bubble-baths," I answered as I carefully measured the correct amount of bubble solution (without losing physical contact with Neji) into the filling tub, which was huge, by the way. It could fit three people easily.
The bath filled quickly, and I turned off the water and got in, groaning in ecstasy. The hot water soothed my muscles, which had been aching since my first sexual encounter (though it did nothing for my unquenched arousal), and Neji slid in after me. The bubbles were fragrant…some sort of flower, I think. I ducked my head under the water and scrubbed my hair with shampoo. I rinsed quickly and turned to Neji who was leaning against the side of the bath, his eyes closed. "Come sit in front of me Neji, and I'll wash your hair." I moved to sit on the steps leading into the bath, and Neji leaned against my legs as I massaged shampoo into his hair.
His hair was longer than mine, and pitch black, it was softer too, which rankled, but what can you do? I rinsed it gently and when I pushed it over his shoulder, I noticed how tense he was holding himself.
"You ok?" I asked.
"My last mission stressed my body," he said groaning as I began to massage his shoulders.
"Why didn't you get a massage, or something? That mission was two weeks ago and you've been suffering all this time for now reason, silly."
"Oh," was all he said, and leaned forward so I could get more of his back. He sighed in contentment and arched against my hands. "Hey, kitty," I said pushing him away. "I know you like to be pet, but I've still got to get clean. Grab my foot or something so I can wash."
I grabbed a bottle of body-wash and lathered it into a loofah before scrubbing myself clean. Neji sat on the bottom of the tub, glaring at the loofah. "You can use it when I'm finished," I told him and went back to washing. He glared some more, grabbed the body wash and rubbed it into his body. I ducked under the water to rinse off, and was pulled back up by my foot.
"Wha--," I sputtered before I was hauled against a wall of hard, slippery muscle. His hands slipped from my ankle, up my thighs to cup my butt and pulled me against him. He dipped his head and lowered his lips to my neck, tracing them delicately in a circular pattern.
"I didn't know you could be jealous of a loofah," he said in a guttural voice. "But I wanted to be the one to soap you up."
"Neji, I-I can't do this again so soon! It's been what? Fifteen minutes?!" My eyes crossed as he dipped his fingers inside me. They were slick with body-wash and getting slicker from my juices.
"Do what?" He asked as he began to pump his fingers in and out. "All you did was make one red head very happy. Nobody brought you to orgasm, now did they."
All I could do was mewl and grind my hips into his hand.
He chuckled and kissed me deeply. He sat me down on a platform that connected the tub to the wall and pushed me down. He took a nipple between his teeth and sucked as he reached for a cabinet to our right. He pulled the door open, felt around inside, growling in frustration until he curled his hands around the bottle. He lifted his head and lifted my legs to drape around his shoulders, then opened the bottle. The head of the bottle was slender with a bulbous tip. My eye's met Neji's and then opened wide in shock as he pushed the tip of the bottle inside me. He squeezed the sides and I felt something wet pour inside me. I gasped and my hips bucked as he drew it out and in before it slid free of me with a wet, sucking sound. Pink gel oozed out of me and beaded at the top of the bottle.
Then Neji lifted my hips and kissed me…there. I gasped and grabbed his head as licked at me like a cat. He thrust his tongue into my opening, in and out, mimicking making love and trailed his tongue up to my clitoris. He played with it with his teeth and lips, sucking and biting as my nails bit into his shoulders.
Me brought his head up and stood, my legs still over his shoulders. He grabbed the bottle again, squeezed some of the pink gel into his hand and began to work it into his cock. He fisted himself, making sure he was slick enough, and entered me in one hard thrust. I screamed, I think, and met him stroke for stroke. One hand still played with my clit, while the other kept my hips at a delicious angle.
I burst, finally, and stars danced around my head. Neji finished with a hoarse shout and lowered himself onto me, gently.
Geez, I was turning into a nympho.
