Sorry about the lateness!

His hands were rough, the nails sharpened and hard, but moving gently over her skin, almost as if he were afraid he would hurt her as the ran up her sides, over luxurious curves and petal soft skin. He let his lips trail down to nestle over the pulse in her neck, laving gently at the spot, eyes narrowed in concentration.

Her nails scraped down his back, the blunt edges leaving angry marks and making him shivered, the muscles of his stomach constricting and his blood pooling down into his abdomen. She was writhing beneath him, her voice coming out in small, breathy purrs and mewls, her lips right next to his ear, that feather soft mouth barely brushing the shell. God, she was so beautiful.

He couldn't stop his hands from tracing up that gloriously flat stomach up the to her curvaceous breasts and cradling the soft warmth beneath her bra. Her breath hitched, just the slightest and her hands slid down his ribs, delicate fingers bumping along his ribs until they reached his hips where they held firm, the palms hardened from years of handling weapons, the fingertips velvet to the touch.

Kiba moved his mouth lower, nipping at her collarbone and mouthing the hollow of her throat, feeling her breath beneath his lips. Hinata's grip tightened on his hip, pulling his waist down with one hand while the other reached up to fist in his hair and drag his face closer.

Kiba winced as he felt one of his fangs dig into her flesh, drawing some blood, the salty, metallic tang settling in his tongue. He paused waiting for her to push him off.

Hinata went stiff, then with a huge shudder, let loose a sound Kiba hadn't heard before her hips shifting up just the slightest bit and pressing against his groin, hand tugging again.

"Unf-" He muttered at the unexpected friction, fighting the urge to press down into her again and instead concentrating on figuring out what her sound meant. Had that been a good or a bad thing?

Tentatively, Kiba bit gingerly into her collarbone, eyes flickering up to what he could see of her face. Her mouth opened and her neck arched and the sound came again. Kiba smiled into the bite, letting himself add a bit more pressure and watching her reaction. Definitely a good sound.

He was tempted to tease her about it, just for the sake of watching her blush reach down her neck to those beautifully curved breasts, but she was sensitive, even like this, and there was no way He could pass up a chance to get those pretty sounds out of those red bitten lips.

Her fist tugged at his hair in one of her quick moments of boldness. Kiba looked up, saw her looking down at him with lilac-pale eyes and flushed cheeks, practically begging him for a kiss.

Which he brought up to her slowly, kissing the center of her throat and up her jaw-line, before crossing over her cheek to her mouth. Her lips were warm and welcoming. Kiba tugged at the bottom with his front teeth, making sure his fangs didn't nick the tender flesh, loving the way her tongue rubbed against his and washed away the metallic taste with spearmint and lilacs.

She smelled like lilacs too. Lilacs and something else that added just the slightest bit of intoxication. Kiba left her mouth to bury his nose in her dark blue-black hair, inhaling the scent deeply, feeling his eyes dilate at the unknown scent. He felt Hinata smile and looked at her, confused.

"It's called 'Ambrosia,'" She said in the quiet, purposeful way that said she was trying to suppress her stuttering. There was a slightly rough, uncharacteristic note in her voice as she added: "The food of gods."

Kiba blinked. She'd put on perfume? Then the intention hit him and he buried his face into her hairline again, sucking in the scent, nipping at her ear, layering kisses everywhere he could until her reached her nipple. He licked it, letting his breath wash across the damp surface and watching her shiver before he scraped his teeth across it. His erection was rubbing painfully against the front of his pants and he pulled down the zipper just to give himself some form of release. He was kissing down the line of muscle that ran down the middle of her stomach to the hem of her own pants, laving at the dip just beneath her belly button as his fingers worked at the button. Hinata peeked up at him; craning her neck and making her bangs sweep to the side prettily.

He slid off the pants, following the cloth down the smooth, unmarred length of skin, feeling her calf twitch beneath his fingers. So fucking hot. She was wearing plain panties, black, made of stretchy fabric that hugged her skin, like more ninja undergarments than anything pampered girls would wear. It suited her in the simplest of ways.

Hinata was watching him as he moved, the flush on her face red, but the look in her eyes more hazy and aroused than anything else, and Kiba felt his cock twitch. While Hinata's timid side was her essence, to see breaking through it was nearly just as good, and all the sweeter everytime. Her hands held on to the fabric of the white sheets as Kiba made his way back up, settling himself between the warm cradle of her thighs, breathing in that sweet Ambrosia, lips meeting hers softly, nearly asking permission, though by this point, he was pretty sure he already knew the answer.

Which came in the form of her hands reaching up once again and digging into his scalp, her back arching up, pressing the pillowy curves of her chest into his own, legs coming up to hook over his hips and try to pull him closer.

"Ugh, fuck…" Kiba said as she pulled him closer to the heat emanating through the pad of her panties against his groin. God, she was so hot, so beautiful. He didn't have time to sort his thoughts before his hips rocked up against hers, seeking more warmth, more heat.

Hinata made a keening noise similar to the one from earlier, and Kiba dipped his head low, lips fastening around the spot he'd nicked earlier, nipping and sucking at the already tender-made flesh, wanting more of those sounds, wanting to be closer to the unbearable addicting heat. Hinata's fingers were dragging at his scalp, the opposite hand scratching painfully up his spine, occasionally stopping to pull him closer or dig into one of the many scars that laced his back. Kiba pulled back, not even stopping to ask before he was pulling her panties down and off and rubbing himself against her clit. So hot…

The noise that erupted next was so beautiful it hurt. Hinata's head was thrown back, eyes rolled up, hands thrown up beside her head. Her chest huffed painfully, quickly, breasts rising and looking so squishable. Kiba's thumb pricked from where it was braced near her ribs. Pinpricks of blood from his fangs dotted the areas of already bruising skin, the flush on her face not from embarrassment anymore. If Neji saw those marks…

Kiba shook his head, his dick softening slightly at the idea of the many horrible, awful things Neji would do if he found out Kiba had touched his precious cousin like this. He concentrated on that beautiful, angelic face, the perfect body, the misted over, pale eyes that were begging him closer. Hinata wiggled her hips expectantly, pressing just slightly enough to urge him forward.

Kiba planted one elbow beside her head, the other angling his dick as he pressed inside. Hinata's eyes rolled back so far Kiba thought she was going to faint again until a high-pitched whining left her mouth. Kiba was tempted to stop, but if he did, there was no guarantee that he'd keep going afterwards. He continued forward, hand rubbing against her clit to try and distract her from the stretch and squeeze.

"Fuck…" Kiba hissed as he was fully sheathed both elbows supporting his weight as he hovered above her, head facing down and staring at her taut stomach and frequently letting his eyes trail down to where they met. She was so perfect.

"K-Kiba." A hand brushed his cheek and Kiba looked up to see Hinata biting her lip, eyes looking shifty. Kiba's eyebrows furrowed until she pressed her hips closer and he got what she meant. Slowly, holding his breath, Kiba eased himself out, and pressed back in, trying desperately not to just plunge right back in and hurt her. He hadn't prepared her enough for that.

"Ah, Shit!" He yelped when Hinata, seemed a little annoyed at the agonizingly slow pace shoved herself up to meet him, shuddering a bit. Kiba jerked a bit, pressing deeper reflexively before remembering himself and pulling out just as quickly, making Hinata's eyes widen at the ceiling. "Y-You okay?" He huffed when he had slightly gained some of his control back.

But Hinata was too concentrated to answer him, setting the pace for him as she pulled away and pressed back again, forcing Kiba to move, forcing the pounding in his head that urged him to go faster, forcing his taught breaths to come out with a string of curses. So fucking tight, so fucking hot…

Her hips rolled in the way she knew he liked and Kiba's head dropped to her shoulder with a groan, eyes staring down at the way their bodies met, the slickness with how he slid out and pressed back in… At this rate, he was going to cum early.

Hinata's hands reached up to grip the headboard, give herself more momentum as she rocked along with him, hair tangling around her arms and trying to hinder her movements. Kiba's breath was skimming down across her chest, his forehead pressing hard against her collarbone, fists clenched so tight. He was still holding back… still afraid to hurt her.

Hinata bit her lip and twisted, just slightly enough to make him lift his head, make it easier to move. And before he could do anything else, she pitched forward to meet him, so hard, so fast. Kiba's eyes popped open wide and Hinata glimpsed the edge of a fang peeking through the part in his lips as his hips snapped forward. She saw him hesitate, rethinking once again and pushed back again, making sure he kept up the movement until he got it.

Kiba gulped, let out a shuddery breath. She was freaking quivering under his touch. And then he was just moving hard, so fast, his hips pounding between those smooth, smooth thighs with legs that reached up to the sky, hand that wasn't bracing himself coming up, cupping her breast and squeezing, drinking in every reaction. He could never get enough.

And then it was tight constriction, that beautiful body arching up, bowing beneath him and Kiba fought to keep moving, keep her riding through the orgasm, striving to reach his own just as quickly until he felt the coil and snap inside up, back stiff as he pressed once more.

He tried not to collapse too much on top of her, tried not to smother her under his probably really heavy body. She giggled a little breathlessly, a little tired. Kiba's eyes slid shut, his oversensitive body tingling all over and barely registering when her arm came up to put his messy hair. She patted down the thick locks lightly, watching them pop back up into place when her hand left the spot. She leaned up a bit, pressed her lips to the crown of his head and wincing when her back protested. Kiba looked up at her and Hinata felt her face start to burn again. She looked away quickly.

Kiba gave her the cheeky, far too toothy grin he reserved for moments like these and tightened the arm that was still slung over her chest, pulling her just that much closer. He should probably get the sheets before they both dozed off, but right now, dozing seemed much more appealing… Hinata read his mind, scooted from beneath him and tugged the sheets over both of them, settling back into the warm cradle of his arms, her back pressed against his tan chest. Kiba stroked her hair sleepily.

"So pretty…" He mumbled and Hinata's face flushed just the slightest, her hands tightened on his forearm as his breathing slowed.

"I l-love you too, Kiba."

Ugh... I think I totally massacred their personalities... Well, maybe not Kiba's. He's mainly "Hey, you're pretty. Let's fuck." or "I'm a dog. DEVOTION LICK OF DOOM." (that last one is just so he can get some sugar...)

I'm so sorry this is late, but I have a shitload of family issues, and then my internet went down for a week and stuff, and then my mom got arrested and shit... Not the best few weeks. YOU'D MAKE IT BETTER IF YOU REVIEWED.

Or not. Ya know. I'd just really like it ^.^

Sorry if I overused the '...' thingy... whoops. Still doing it. Tried to get their personalities, but I'm not much like Hinata, and I don't understand being timid, so I tend to hack it up with a meat cleaver... hence why I love all the aggressive characters most, and why I'm a fan of SasuNaru (cause their relationship is usually aggressive and leads to anger sex.) So, Hinata's character may be slightly OOC and wonky.

Nevermind. I killed this. R&R please!