A/N: Hi guys! Back with another update. This chapter was written pretty late at night while I was half asleep, so it's mostly me going I WANT SMUT. No smut, though. :)
Neji found Kagome was as uncharacteristically affectionate as her partner during this time. Instead of trying to be the perfect wife, Kagome clung to his arm like an excited lover. Instead of talking loudly and animatedly, she would whisper the most insinuating things in his ear.
Even her clothes were different.
Instead of the jacket she usually wore, or a simple dress, she, instead, wore her form fitting gray tube top with her long sleeved fishnet shirt over it. Her skirt barely reached mid-thigh, and was a civilian style, thus had no shorts underneath. He had, however, forced her to put on shorts beneath them, he wouldn't have anyone seeing those panties during training.
She definitely was not wearing a bra today.
"Koi-sama, do we have to train? There's so many other things I'd rather be doing with you right now..." She purred and Neji grabbed her hand, twirling her as if in a dance, causing her to giggle happily. "Again!" He chuckled, twirling her again, at the same time moving them towards the training grounds.
She was also somewhat childlike in how she liked to play. Well, she was still a child...
He had to remember that, sometimes it felt as if she were older than him, even physically she was ahead of girls his age. Though she was still pretty short, even for her age, she did, however, have an abnormally large bust. He was very sure others had noticed as well, as some of the others their age tended to stare.
He almost blushed as she wrapped her arms around him, pressing herself against him. "Koi-sama!" She grinned up at him, though the smile itself was innocent, there was a promise in her eyes he knew he had to stand firm against. He covered her eyes with his hand and turned her around, pulling her back to his chest.
"I must train, Kagome." He said against the back of her ear, causing her to shiver against him. "After this, I'll treat you to a salmon dinner."
"Eh? Promise?" Kagome asked, grabbing his hand and pulling it down so she could look up at him.
"Hai." He said, not surprised when she twirled around and kissed him enthusiastically. He took it all in stride, not caring so much about public appearances at the moment. It wasn't like he'd be able to stop her anyway.
Eventually Kagome pulled away, purring as her hands trailed down his arms, happy he had worn a sleeveless shirt for once. He gently took her hand in his and began walking towards the training grounds, never really paying attention to Tenten, who trailed behind them at this point, frowning.
Training went smoothly, other than Kagome stealing a few touches here and there. Luckily, he had been prepared for that, unluckily, Lee hadn't.
When Lee joined in, all Kagome had to do was dodge two strikes before she was pressed up against him. Lee's blush and nose bleed had been telling, and he had raced away before the green spandex gave them a perfect view of what exactly was going on down under.
Kagome didn't dare touch Tenten, even though she seemed to want to, Tenten was particularly vicious in training recently, more often than not drawing blood. When asked about it, she'd off-handedly remark that she was simply being serious about their training. Neji took it as the truth.
Kagome knew better. The girl was very jealous, and had been imitating her recently. She wanted to be her friend, but she wouldn't allow her to talk to her for more than a few sentences before leaving. As if the glares she gave weren't telling enough.
However, afterword, true to his word, Neji took her out to her favorite restaurant. Almost in his lap once they sat down, Neji found himself feeding his wife to be, and getting turned on by it all. Her hands on his thigh, she leaned in close, moaning with delight as he pulled the chopsticks from her lips. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes closed, she looked as if she were in heaven.
Or in the middle of some bed play.
When her eyes did open, they seemed to drink him in, and more than once he had to prevent her hands from undoing his pants. There may be the cover of the table cloth, but Neji wasn't going to allow her this pleasure.
Yet.
He hadn't forgotten what she had said, and although he was inwardly beating himself up over his agreement, as she was still so young, he couldn't help but feel excited. He'd never allowed a woman to touch him nearly as much as Kagome had, but he was male and had fantasies of his own. He had thought about things like that often enough, at the very least, to ensure that he would look forward to her mouth wrapped around him.
He wondered how that would help her situation at all, pleasuring him wasn't exactly a way for her to get off...
He almost blushed as he realized she was going to use this opportunity to attempt to force his hand. He'd have to turn things around, and get her off before things got that far.