Conjunction
In the moonlight they're twined together.
Slippery smooth, every kiss, every touch familiar now except one.
She shivers in anticipation, not fear, embracing him with her thighs.
He hesitates at the thin resistance but she shifts beneath him and whispers "Please, now, Kiba-kun."
He plunges forward, sheathing himself inside her.
He hears her sharp inhale and forces himself to be still inside her.
Once again she whispers his name, yearning.
Then even though it's awkward, in its own way it's still perfect.
As he rises above her, pulling her hips against him,
Hinata is his sun
And Kiba is consumed.