It's Just Practice

by nineetaaaillled

Sakura and Hinata just wanted to get their first kiss over with so they would know what to do should their crushes ever finally return their feelings. They soon learn that once you start kissing, it's hard to stop. Post-War. The very rare (but very worthwhile) HinaSaku pairing.

Chapter One

It was a calm evening, a comfortable warm temperature and the sky barely yet turning into the typical pink and indigo hues that indicated that the long days of summer were officially kicking off. An energy was felt in the streets of Konoha as young people filled the center of the village in excitement, hurrying to their plans for drinks, dinner, and partying at the various bars and clubs that had been rebuilt in the year that had passed after the Fourth Shinobi War. Post-wartime, the reconstruction led to the rise of new shops, restaurants and other establishments. They quickly became well-patroned by Leaf citizens who were desperate to regain some normalcy after the horrors of the War, and the flurry of activity fueled an economic boom that revitalized the village.

At the Hyuuga compound, Hinata Hyuuga glanced out the window as the slowly setting sun's rays began to reflect brightly against the vanity mirror she was using, and she rose from her chair to slide the curtains a bit further to block the light. Like the village, the heiress had also changed a lot since the War ended. Still grieving over the death of her beloved cousin Neji, she had thrown herself into her shinobi training as an escape. She had spent days and nights practicing her Gentle Fist techniques repetitively when she wasn't supporting reconstruction efforts. It became so excessive that even her father Hiashi soon became concerned over his daughter's behavior, approaching her in the Hyuuga training grounds some weeks after Neji's funeral. He had sternly told her to reduce her grueling regimen, noting the dark circles forming under her eyes and the dirt and grime spotting her shinobi clothes. To his surprise, Hinata had pushed back, explaining to her father that she wanted to get stronger, to honor Neji's memory and try to one day bring honor back to the Hyuuga in the form of a new, strong fighter amongst their ranks. Her father had blinked at the rare show of assertiveness from his eldest daughter, and decided to support her. From then on, Hinata was given extra attention, sparring with other talented Hyuuga shinobi and Jonin instructors that Hiashi brought in to refine her other techniques.

As she improved, Hinata's self-confidence inevitably grew. She began to look forward to sparring in a way she never had before. Making mistakes began to bother her less, and even started to become a source of motivation, a challenge for herself to overcome. When she took the Jonin exam and passed with honors, a celebratory feast was held that evening at the compound, and though it felt bittersweet with Neji not there, Hinata knew that she had turned a page on her grief.

The change in her confidence also manifested in other ways, as Hinata looked herself over in the mirror. She slowly began experimenting with new clothing styles, feeling less shy about showing a bit more of her body. It didn't hurt that Hanabi was always dragging her into clothing stores and the post-war explosion of new fashion trends began making her a bit curious to try something different. The yellow sundress she wore was brand new, snug around her waist and dropping to just at her knees, leaving her shapely calves bare to enjoy the new warm weather. Her large chest had always been an issue, but with a little effort she was able to find items that kept them secure without her looking so matronly. The sundress had strong straps and a square neckline that let more of her chest show without being overtly revealing. A light white sweater completed the look in case it got a little chilly once the sun went down, and Hinata nodded once in satisfaction before taking her small purse and heading out of her room to the compound entrance.

Hinata walked in the streets of Konoha, a small smile on her face as she took in the buzzing streets of the village center. It was exciting to see Konoha so full of possibility as it never had been before, with the aftermath of the War still influencing the cultural shifts that were giving rise to new ideas and trends. As a sensitive person, Hinata felt the happiness of those around her, a warm feeling in her chest as she heard laughter and clashing music from the various bars in the vicinity.

A high pitched giggle in particular caught her ears, and she glanced at a couple heading into a restaurant she was passing. She watched as the man placed his hand at the small of his lady's back while he held the door open for her. The woman pecked him on the lips in thanks before they headed in, clearly in love with each other.

A faint blush grew on Hinata's cheeks, slightly embarrassed for having watched the couple so intently, and she hurried past. A small sigh escaped her. While her shinobi career and family life was going very well, there was the case of her romantic life, or rather the lack thereof. The longtime object of her affections, Naruto Uzumaki, had only become incredibly busy and rather elusive after the War. As the Hero of not only Konoha but the entire shinobi world, he was constantly out for special missions to support diplomatic relations with other hidden villages and other confidential matters. He was already the assumed successor to the Sixth Hokage Kakashi Hatake and still continued a grueling training regimen to add more jutsu to his devastating portfolio.

Whenever the orange ninja was able to join the rest of the Rookie Nine for ramen at Ichiraku, he remained oblivious to Hinata's shy glances and blushes. Though she stuttered less around him and her fainting days were thankfully over, Hinata still couldn't bring herself to make a move beyond timid compliments and small unassuming gifts on notable days like his birthday. Naruto continued to take her actions and words as those of a good friend, to her repeated disappointment. Even worse, she now had to contend with the rest of the female population of Konoha which began to obsess over Naruto immediately after the War. On many occasions Naruto had to cut short his meetups with friends just to get away from the crowds of fangirls that followed him incessantly wherever he went. There were still many nights Hinata spent crying, devastated that Naruto still wouldn't notice her affections, her confession from long ago during the fight with Pain seemingly forgotten and perhaps ignored.

And so Hinata would sneak glances at happy couples and feel longing deep inside her as she fantasized about her and Naruto going on romantic dates. The thought of finally feeling what a kiss felt like, and kissing Naruto, thoroughly embarrassed Hinata when she was younger, but now as an eighteen year old young woman, she was increasingly filled with intrusive thoughts about physical affection. It didn't help that on a trip to a bookstore she had unwittingly wandered into a more adult section where the famed Icha Icha books were stacked. The cover art itself was enough to have Hinata blushing and whipping her head around to make sure no one saw her gawking at the perverted literature. A few quick page flips, and some lingering flips, later, sent Hinata practically running out of the store, her face as red as a tomato.

But that night, and many nights thereafter, Hinata fantasized heavily about kisses, bodies grinding against each other, and moans of passion.

Thank goodness the Byakugan could not see what a person was thinking!

Hinata blinked with a start as she noticed she had reached her destination, and shaking her head slightly to rid her daydreams, she knocked softly on the door. Soon it opened to reveal her best friend Sakura Haruno. She was dressed comfortably in a red T-shirt and pink sweatpants.

"Hey girl, come on in!" the pinkette exclaimed, grabbing Hinata's arm and pulling the giggling Hyuuga inside.

"Hi, Sakura-chan!" greeted Hinata.

Sakura and Hinata became very close after the War. As Tsunade's star pupil, Sakura had been critical in the hospital ward tending to the many injured shinobi, growing her medical skills exponentially along the way. Hinata had also helped often in the hospitals, knowing a decent amount of medical jutsu herself, and she often helped Sakura with her various duties. The two soon became close, and began to spend time together outside of the hospital, often meeting for tea and dango, or checking out new shops in the center.

Of course, one topic they had a lot in common was their unrequited love: Naruto for Hinata, and Sasuke Uchiha for Sakura. The Uchiha avenger had left Konoha soon after he was pardoned by the Hokage to search for redemption, leaving Sakura heartbroken once again. His periodic visits to Konoha sent the pink-haired beauty through an emotional rollercoaster each time, leaving Hinata to pick up the pieces once he left. In the same way, Sakura had to often calm down a sobbing Hinata after yet another disappointing run-in with Naruto. They would often sit in Sakura's kitchen, eating cinnamon buns and reading magazines together, and eventually pulling each other out of their shared misery.

Their bond was very strong now, and Hinata frequently looked forward to the end of the week when they often made plans to hangout at Sakura's place, away from the Hyuuga compound bubble and the hectic hospital.

"How was your day?" asked Hinata as she followed Sakura into the kitchen, where she had takeout containers of ramen from Ichiraku waiting at the dining table.

"Ugh, super long, I barely ate all day so I'm starving!" Sakura moaned as she started pouring the ramen into bowls. "I swear I think Tsunade is trying to kill me!"

Hinata giggled. The Sannin definitely had high expectations, she shivered slightly as she thought of her times with Tsunade in the hospital. Her steely gaze sometimes even rivaled her father's.

"She knows you can do it, so she pushes you. You are her favorite." she said with a smile, thanking Sakura for the bowl slid towards her.

Sakura chuckled and nodded. She was thankful for the Hyuuga's friendship over the last year. Like most of the Rookie Nine, she had barely had time to process the trauma gained from the War due to the heavy needs from the hospital and the reconstruction effort shortly after the fighting ended. Plus, the heartbreak from Sasuke's departure from the village left Sakura teetering on the edge of a major depression. But Hinata had been a godsend. Growing up, the two had barely interacted despite them having been in the same class at the Academy. Hinata had been so shy, Sakura had never thought about what her true personality could be like. During the reconstruction, Sakura had been surprised to see Hinata suddenly come out of her shell, and was impressed when she learned about the heiress' training goals. They fell into an easy friendship, and Sakura was excited to see that Hinata had a playful side that made their conversations fun and diverse.

"Well if this is what it's like to be Tsunade's favorite, I'm not sure I like it so much!" she laughed. "How about you? How was your mission this week?"

Hinata shared how her latest stealth mission went. As a Byakugan user, the Hokage often directed Hyuuga shinobi to lead stealth missions to monitor sensitive situations. After the war, there were smatterings of low-level crime that had to be addressed by ninja squads. The stealth teams were there to check in and ensure the peace was being kept. It was a good step towards Hinata's next new goal: joining ANBU.

"How much longer do you think until you can try out for ANBU?" asked Sakura as she put their empty bowls in the sink.

"I'm hoping to take the next exam in six months. Father and I have talked about it. He is fine with me pursuing ANBU if I am still able to attend important clan meetings and events. So hopefully we will see." said Hinata.

"That's great! I still can't believe how lenient your father has become in the last year." chuckled Sakura as she poured them some green tea. "I remember how nervous you were to bring up the ANBU idea. But sounds like it's going over well!"

Hinata hummed in agreement. "It's true. I think perhaps it has something to do with the war, and Neji. Sometimes I feel like I can sense he is trying harder as a father, because he also was very affected by Neji passing." she said softly. "But it's been really nice, to not have so much tension."

Sakura nodded as she blew a bit on her tea before sipping. "Totally. He obviously loves you very much. Sometimes I wish my parents cared a bit more about what I was doing! But I feel after the War it's been a bit the opposite."

Hinata nodded, knowing the story of how Sakura's parents have been suggesting that she leave her shinobi career and choose a safer path.

"They say those things because they care about you, Sakura-chan." she replied with a smile. "Plus, I think this apartment is proof that they won't try to stand too much in your way."

It's true, Sakura's parents had let their daughter begin renting her own apartment. It was actually part of a compound belonging to other Konoha medical students, the rent being partially subsidized by the hospital.

"Yeah, I don't know what I would do without this place." Sakura sighed happily, gesturing extravagantly around her. "I love having my own space!"

The evening progressed, and the two friends eventually moved to the living room to settle on Sakura's couch. The conversation, as usual, shifted to the topic of men.

"I hear Naruto may join the group for barbeque next week, when he gets back from his trip to Suna." said Sakura as she stretched her arms above her head. Hinata gave a low groan.

"I know…I was thinking perhaps not to join this time." she replied softly, wincing at the sinking feeling in her stomach. "It just isn't getting any better between me and him…I just don't want to feel so sad anymore whenever I am around him."

"Hinata! I think you should still come if you can. Although I don't blame you still. Even after all this time Naruto is still the world's biggest idiot! You know I don't think he really deserves you anyways." Sakura humphed. "You are the most beautiful girl in the village and probably the next few villages over as well! You could have any guy!"

Hinata giggled a bit but covered her face with her hands as she sank back into the pillows. "Thanks Sakura-chan, but I just haven't wanted any other guy. I feel like I couldn't like another boy even if I tried."

"Aw come on, do you really think that is true? There really isn't anyone else you've ever considered?"

Hinata smiled as she shook her head. "In my head it is always him. It is always Naruto-kun." she sighed.

Sakura echoed her sigh. "I know. Even if I try not to think of Sasuke-kun I fail miserably. I think my brain is broken."

Hinata giggled. "There is no one at the hospital?"

Sakura snorted. "Psh, I wish. Practically all the guys I know are in relationships."

"Well, it doesn't mean you still can't look…right?" Hinata replied with a knowing smile.

Sakura cackled and then drew a fake gasp. "Hinata! You couldn't possibly think I would look in such a way at a taken man!" she said dramatically.

Hinata laughed. "I imagine you must have at least once or twice, Sakura-chan."

Sakura hummed skeptically as she thought out loud. "There is this one guy, Takashi, who is dating one of the nurses. He's cute in a nerdy way I guess. And then this other one, Hiro, who has a really nice deep voice." Sakura giggled, rasping the last few words for effect.

"You think Hiro is in a relationship?"

"Eh, I think he is yeah, and even still he never really hangs around to chat with the other medical staff so I guess there must be someone else he is spending time with. He is okay-looking though. Not enough to blow Sasuke-kun out of the water."

"Hn, too bad. I guess it's hard when Sasuke was one of the most handsome in the entire village." Hinata mused. Sakura raised her eyebrows.

"One of? He was the most handsome!"

Hinata grinned. "Well, to you and others maybe."

"Oh come on, you really thought Naruto was that cute? In that orange jumpsuit?"

The sky turned dark as the girls laughed and chatted away, trying their hardest to identify others who could possibly distract them from their crushes. Sakura had dragged a few magazines to try and get inspiration from the latest celebrity news.

"Ooh, what about Hiroshi Ono, the pop singer? He is pretty dreamy." Sakura suggested pointing to a photo of a lanky guitar player with dyed hair.

Hinata scrunched her nose. "Mmm, maybe, but he has a bit of a weird expression, no?"

Sakura snorted. "Yeah, he has that moody artist thing going on."

Hinata flipped a page of her magazine. "There's this one, Hasui Aida. His family are wealthy merchants in the Land of Tea."

"Oh yeah, he's definitely cute. But also looks like a real asshole, you know? He just looks so stuck up."

Hinata laughed and nodded. "It's true. I have seen others like him, when leaders of other powerful clans have visited the Hyuuga and brought their children. They are so arrogant and rude, I could never stand them."

"Hah! Wow you really gotta be a dick if even Hinata doesn't like you!"

Hinata giggled and nodded. "They are on my no list."

Sakura laughed. "Would pay to see that list!"

She flipped a few more pages and then squealed. "Oh, this guy! Kentaro Mishima, he is in that amazing TV show I mentioned to you once, 'Obsession'. This guy is sooo hot in that show, he is literally the only reason to watch."

Hinata looked at the photo with wide eyes. The man was chiseled, tall, and very fit. "Hmm, he is definitely handsome. But, maybe he seems a little too perfect, like not very authentic?"

Sakura sucked her teeth and grabbed her TV remote. "Listen, you don't need to marry the guy, you just need to see him in action! Let me pull up the last episode that I saved."

Sakura clicked around on her TV recordings until selecting one titled 'Obsession: Episode 6'. Fast forwarding through the opening credits, she found the scene she wanted and hit Play.

The two friends watched as the actor Kentaro was shown stalking towards his beautiful female co-star. Without saying a word, he grabbed the woman by the waist and began to kiss her with passion, the woman immediately throwing her arms around his broad shoulders.

"Oh my," Hinata said softly with a giggle. "Maybe now I see…" She gasped as the passionate embrace became rougher, Kentaro picking the woman up to wrap her legs around his waist as he pushed her up against the wall.

Sakura hummed in approval. "See that? Now that's what I'm talking about!"

"Eep! They really show everything don't they!" Hinata squeaked, covering her face partially with her hands as Kentaro ripped the woman's top to reveal her racy lingerie.

Sakura giggled. "Yeah they do! Okay, now things are getting interesting!" She declared, pausing the TV before jumping up to skip back to the kitchen. She began to rummage in some cabinets, and Hinata heard the sound of clinking glasses, immediately knowing where things were going and wasn't surprised when Sakura waltzed back in with a bottle of white wine and glasses.

"Someone had a birthday at the hospital and we had a couple of bottles left over so I snagged one. You know Tsunade will never notice. Come on, we deserve it!"

Hinata giggled "Okay, I guess one glass." she agreed with a rueful smile. She wasn't great at holding her alcohol, she unfortunately learned on her eighteenth birthday.

"Don't worry, plus we just ate so it shouldn't affect us too much!" With a pop Sakura got the bottle open and began to pour their glasses.

Settling in next to Hinata, the girls clinked their glasses as Sakura resumed the show. Kentaro had effectively gotten the majority of both his and the woman's clothes off. Hinata blushed as the actress' bare breasts came into view, the woman moaning as Kentaro skillfully took one into his hand and squeezed.

"Wow…" Hinata whispered.

"Yeah…" Sakura replied in kind, watching the screen intently as she took a big sip of the wine.

Kentaro threw his lover on the bed, kissing her deeply before sliding his tongue down her neck, to her collarbone, and soon, taking a nipple into his mouth. The woman writhed and moaned underneath him as he continued his ministrations.

Hinata clutched her glass as she looked on with wide eyes, a blush rising to her cheeks. Watching the man's tongue swirl around the woman's nipple suddenly made her feel a bit tingly beneath her groin, the same feeling she had when reading too much of the Icha Icha books.

The scene progressed to a point where it was clear the actors were fully naked, but their lower halves were hidden by a blanket. After growling some passionate words in the woman's ear, Kentaro slowly pressed his hips flush against the other woman's, and both moaned in ecstasy. The man began roughly rocking back and forth, engaging the woman in passionate lovemaking.

Sakura giggled, a bit nervously, and absentmindedly chewed a fingernail as she watched on. She suddenly felt a throb in between her legs as Kentaro slammed himself particularly hard into the woman, causing her to scream.

The scene soon ended when both actors climaxed quite loudly, then choosing to snuggle with each other romantically. Hinata let go of the breath she didn't realize she had been holding in.

"Is…is the whole show like that?"

Sakura snickered. "Pretty much. So, do you think Kentaro can replace Naruto in your thoughts?"

Hinata grinned and laid back more comfortably in the couch, beginning to feel a warm buzz from the wine. "Hmm, maybe I can try. It feels a bit weird…to imagine kissing someone I don't even know."

"Ugh, I couldn't imagine kissing Naruto blechhhh!" Sakura drawled, pretending to retch. Hinata laughed loudly.

"I think it would be nice." she protested weakly, her blush reappearing on her face. Sakura snorted and then sighed dreamily.

"I think about kissing Sasuke-kun all the time. I know exactly what I would do if he finally stopped being a nomad and came back!"

"You do? I thought you had not had your first kiss yet." Hinata said curiously. Sakura sweatdropped before waving away her words.

"Well yeah, but I mean it couldn't be that hard, right? Just bringing your lips together! And besides I took some tips from Obsession and Icha Icha!" she added with a smirk.

Hinata raised her eyebrows. "You've read the Icha Icha books too?" Sakura laughed dryly.

"Yeah, I mean, who hasn't? Plus working with Naruto and Kakashi-sensei all the time? I was corrupted a long time ago by those things."

Hinata slapped a hand to her face as she giggled. "I kind of started reading a little bit of one," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I guess I chickened out of reading the whole thing."

Sakura feigned a dramatic gasp. "What, you really haven't read Icha Icha! I mean I hate to admit it but they are pretty good."

Sakura stood up, setting down her glass before she walked towards her bedroom. "One sec!"

Hinata balked. "N-no, you don't need to go get it, Sakura-chan!"

"One secooond!" Sakura sang from her room. She soon appeared with a teasing smirk, a copy of said Icha Icha novel dangling from a hand. Flipping through some of the initial chapters, Sakura aha'ed before she shoved the open book in Hinata's face.

"See?"

Hinata gingerly took the book from Sakura and scanned the first few lines.

Mei squeezed a bit more shampoo into her hand before lathering it in her long hair. The steam from the shower made it hard to see much else beyond the shower curtain. Closing her eyes, she continued to massage her head, when suddenly she felt a hand stroke her spine slowly.

She squealed in surprise before two hands strongly wrapped around her waist.

"Good morning baby." a smooth, velvety voice emanated from behind her, causing her to shiver from the deep tone. She began to feel kisses pressed along her neck.

"Mmm, Hayao-kun." she moaned, turning to face the chiseled naked body behind her. Hayao looked at her passionately, love in his eyes as he slid one hand up her back while the other fondled her breast. Without a word, he kissed her deeply, groaning in pleasure as their tongues met and wrestled with each other. Pushing her against the tile wall, he smirked sexily at her before he began to kneel down before her, kissing her chest and stomach as he went down. Hitching a leg over his shoulder, he-

"Pretty intense, right?"

Hinata slammed the book shut, her face a deep pink. She downed the rest of her wine before replying, much to Sakura's amusement.

"It's not that bad." Hinata said a bit hoarsely, trying to retain some of her dignity. Sakura chuckled as she poured them both a fresh wine glass, without refusal from Hinata.

"You can take it with you! Study up so that when you finally get kissed by your boo you won't be so shy about it. We need them wanting to come back for more!" Sakura laughed.

"I guess so. It's just still a bit embarrassing." Hinata giggled nervously, sipping her wine.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Everyone thinks about kissing and sex and stuff." Sakura yawned.

"I guess I do think about it at times…but when it comes to thinking about actually doing it I get so freaked out." said Hinata softly, her eyes straying to the Icha Icha book cover.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I also am worried about my first kiss." Sakura sighed. Hinata raised her eyebrows.

"Really, why? I would have thought you cannot wait?"

Sakura smiled wryly. "Sure, but I'm also worried about just not being a good kisser, or making it awkward, or what if there is too much spit? Or what if I sneeze?"

Hinata laughed as she imagined Sakura sneezing in Sasuke's face. The wine was starting to get to her. "That would be a bit unfortunate!"

She hummed as a thought made her frown slightly. "What makes a…good kisser?" she wondered out loud.

Sakura looked up at the ceiling, swirling the wine in her glass. "I think it's about having a good rhythm to it, if that makes sense, and like perfectly fitting your mouths together. No awkward bumping of the noses or teeth, it needs to go smooth. And then you can turn it up a notch with your tongue and stuff."

Hinata had a faraway look as Sakura talked. "With your tongue?" she murmured, a blush rising to her cheeks.

"Uh huh. Like swirling them around each other, and slipping it inside the other's mouth. Sucking on them. And then you can't only do lips you have to do the entire face: cheeks, forehead, and then down the neck. You have to hit all the erogenous zones and see what the other person likes the most."

Hinata hummed in understanding, her hand clenching a bit around the wine glass stem as she thought about the scenes from 'Obsession'. "Maybe also, the emotion that goes into it?"

Sakura looked at her. "Yeah for sure, like if you're with the right person your emotions should kinda take over. Either that, or you get drunk and let the alcohol do it!" she joked. Hinata laughed softly before sinking back into the couch with a groan.

"There's no training for this I guess. We will just have to read Icha Icha." The indigo-haired girl said in a rare show of sarcastic humor.

Sakura laughed and mimicked Hinata, moving to lean her shoulder against Hinata's in an overly-dramatic way. "Yup! Lucky us!"

The pinkette was quiet for a beat, and then she suddenly sat up straight as a rod, her wine sloshing dangerously in her glass. Hinata startled at her movement.

"Sakura-chan? What is it?"

Sakura swiveled to face Hinata next to her, an excited look in her eye. "What if, we just got it over with?"

Hinata raised her eyebrows. "Got what over with?"

"Our first kiss! It's gonna be weird and a bit sucky anyways. We could just practice a bit so that we can feel more confident when it comes time to really kiss a guy!"

Hinata cocked her head and giggled a bit. "But, how do you practice a kiss?"

"On each other!"

Hinata gasped, looking at Sakura incredulously. "S-Sakura, you can't be serious!" Sakura shrugged.

"I mean why not? Kill two birds with one kunai! Both of us haven't had a kiss yet. It's not like it really means anything! Girls kiss each other all the time."

Hinata was flushing a deep pink color. "They do?"

"Yeah! I hear some nurses mentioning they randomly kissed a girl at a club, just for fun! Or sometimes celebrities do it. I don't know why. Maybe for attention."

"I don't know, Sakura…"

"Aw come on, it would be perfect! Aren't you curious to know what it would be like? And then we don't have to feel like such little girls with this stuff anymore. Plus we don't have to tell anyone, of course!"

Hinata clutched at the neckline of her white sweater, her blush nearing a dangerous lobster red. She couldn't believe Sakura's idea, and yet the thought of finally having a real opportunity to experience a kiss was suddenly extremely tempting. She gulped before responding.

"Well… I g-guess we could try…"

Sakura squealed. "Oh my God, really? Yes! You are the coolest friend, Hinata!" She hurriedly grabbed Hinata's wine glass and set their glasses on a side table. "Okay, let's face each other like this."

Hinata's heart began to beat fast as Sakura turned her body towards her. "We're doing this right now?" she squeaked.

"Yes! I think maybe best to do it with the wine fresh in our bodies." Sakura smirked, putting her hands on Hinata's shoulders. "But here, you have to face me a bit more!"

Hinata giggled anxiously, scooting herself a bit closer to Sakura. "I-I suppose you are right."

"Okay," said Sakura, chuckling nervously once Hinata adjusted herself. The direct body language caused her to falter. "Umm, maybe… we should each take a deep breath?"

Hinata nodded quickly, butterflies exploding in her stomach. "Yeah, probably a…good idea." she stammered. The two friends both inhaled deeply, and then exhaled fully through their mouths. Hinata was surprised to see that it had actually helped a bit to quell some of her nerves.

"And now?" Hinata's voice was barely above a whisper.

"Now…I guess we just go for it?" Sakura whispered back, a nervous grin spreading briefly on her face.

"Um, do we…both move at the same time?" Hinata asked, praying that she wouldn't faint.

"Hmm, yeah I think so." Sakura shrugged slightly, gulping a bit as she slightly adjusted her position.

The girls looked at each other shyly for a couple of seconds, and then Sakura huffed a bit in resolution and nodded, signaling she was ready.

Hinata bit her lip before starting to lean towards Sakura ever so slowly, her lavender eyes flitting down to look at Sakura's lips. Sakura began to do the same, her heart beating madly as Hinata came even closer. Soon, their faces were only a few centimeters from each other, soft lavender meeting piercing green. Hinata halted, her eyes shifting back and forth from Sakura's eyes to her lips. Sakura also froze, but then steeled herself with an impatient huff, and jerked her head forward, causing their lips to brush together.

Hinata gasped in surprise and reared back, clapping a hand to her mouth. "Oh my God!" she shrieked, bursting into giggles. Sakura also laughed, both of them caught in the adrenaline of the moment.

"Hinata! We barely did it! You have to hold it for a few seconds." she grinned gleefully. "Come on, again!"

Hinata pressed a hand to her chest as she reined in her hysterics. "Oh-okay! Okay! Again."

They quickly got back into position, their faces close. This time, Sakura didn't hesitate to close the final gap, closing her eyes and pursing her lips before she pressed them against Hinata's. Hinata's lips were soft, a lot softer than expected. Their noses bumped together slightly. In their intimate position, their chests were lightly touching and rubbing against each other as they breathed shallowly.

After a couple of seconds they pulled back slightly, both with nervous smiles and red faces.

"Good?" whispered Sakura, grinning from the rush, noting for the first time Hinata's flowery scent.

"Yeah." said Hinata breathlessly, her eyes still on Sakura's rosy lips. Neither made a move to back away further.

"M-maybe…"

"Should we practice again?"

"Y-yeah…try again…"

Their lips met once again, their hearts both pounding in their chests. This time, they both tilted their heads, allowing their lips to connect more easily. Hinata jumped slightly when she felt Sakura's hand move to gently cup her cheek, her eyes fluttering open briefly before closing again, enjoying the new feeling. The kiss ended, but another one quickly followed. Sakura seemed to take the lead, adjusting slightly so she could take Hinata's pillowy bottom lip while Hinata kissed her upper lip. Then they switched, Hinata gingerly taking her bottom while Sakura kissed above. Their mouths opened a little wider, soon beginning to taste each other, a hint of wine on their breaths. Hinata hummed softly when Sakura tugged at her bottom lip a little more boldly, causing a thrill to run through Sakura, which surprised her. They suddenly broke away again, grinning shyly and huffing like they had just run up a flight of stairs. Sakura's hand remained cupping Hinata's face.

"I-It was nice, Sakura-chan…you're a good kisser." Hinata giggled softly.

"You too!" Sakura grinned, surprising Hinata by kissing her again firmly, and breaking away again with a playful smirk on her face. Hinata looked back at her with wide eyes before she returned the favor, summoning her courage to peck her back, pulling at Sakura's bottom lip before letting go. The act made Sakura gasp, licking her lip as she gazed at Hinata's flushed face. Hinata followed her tongue with her pale eyes.

"Can we…practice a bit more? With the tongue?" Hinata asked, her voice barely audible.

Sakura smiled, and she brushed her thumb against Hinata's cheek, causing them to redden even more. "Yeah…" she murmured.

Hinata bit her lip nervously. "Do you know…h-how?"

"I think so." Sakura leaned back in, brushing her lips gently against Hinata's quivering ones. She slowly ran the tip of her tongue along Hinata's bottom lip, causing Hinata's lips to part with a soft gasp. Sakura took the chance to dip her tongue into Hinata's mouth, finding her tongue.

"Mmm…" Hinata couldn't help but let out a surprised moan as their tongues slid against each other. The sensation was dizzying, and she placed a hand on Sakura's hip to hold herself in place, pressing their bodies even closer. Sakura was quickly becoming fixated on Hinata's taste. She would have never guessed that you could actually like how someone's mouth tasted.

She hummed a pleased response when Hinata tentatively pushed her tongue into Sakura's mouth. Sakura moved her hand from Hinata's face to the back of her head, locking their heads more firmly in place as Sakura deepened the kiss, swirling her tongue around Hinata's.

Hinata felt a throb between her legs.

Another kiss started, and then another. Soon, the need for air gained importance and they wrenched themselves away from each other. Their lips were red and glistening with each other's saliva, and they gazed at each other with hooded eyes as they panted. Neither of them made a move to part further.

"It's…really good, Sakura…" Hinata breathed, her chest heaving.

"Yeah." Sakura smiled, licking her lips slowly. "Maybe, we should sit more comfortably."

Hinata blinked, eyes fixated on Sakura's mouth. "Oh?"

"Here." Sakura gently pushed Hinata back, and Hinata slowly leaned backwards until she was lying on her back. "Lying down?" the Hyuuga murmured, her shyness reviving.

Sakura giggled. "Yeah, move a bit over, and I'll go next to you."

The two girls shifted. Sakura suddenly felt a slick feeling in-between her legs, and she subtly rubbed her thighs together as she moved to lay on her side next to Hinata, her eyes fluttering at the tingling friction.

Now facing each other horizontally on their sides, Sakura sidled closer to Hinata, sandwiching her between her body and the back of the couch. They giggled playfully as they got close, pressing their chests and hips against each other before diving into each other's mouths. Feeling Hinata's ample breasts against her own sent electric shocks through Sakura's body. They tongued each other fervently, taking turns diving into each other's mouth. Hinata tried to hold back her moans in embarrassment, but couldn't help it with Sakura assaulting her mouth and also pushing her body against hers. Wet smacking sounds and stifled moans were the only things heard for an unknown amount of time.

"S-Sa…ku..ra." Hinata huffed in-between sucks and licks from Sakura. "Should w-we…stop?"

Sakura hummed. "Do you wanna?" she murmured. She slowly began to press soft kisses on Hinata's chin, then neck.

Hinata groaned at feeling Sakura's tongue on her neck, tangling her fingers in her pink hair. "Maybe…in a little bit. My f-father - oh! - will start wondering…"

The tingling in-between Hinata's legs was overwhelming. Sakura was pressing into her, and Hinata slowly raised her leg and hooked it around Sakura's. Sakura hummed in approval and pushed her leg further in-between Hinata's. Their cores were now pressing against each other's legs, and they resumed their deep kissing, sliding each other's tongues erotically. Hinata couldn't help but grind a bit into Sakura, feeling her lower lips slide together wetly in her panties. Her yellow dress was pushing up from the movement, and Hinata felt a thrill of feeling Sakura's pink sweatpants against her bare leg. Sakura groaned into Hinata's mouth and pushed her hips back. They began to rub together through their clothes while they suckled each other's mouths.

"Ugh…Sa-Sakura…" Hinata mumbled. There was a big part of her that wanted to keep going, but she felt the grinding was going to lead to something that went a bit too far for both of them.

"Mhm…" Sakura hummed back. They slowly drew back from each other, lips puffy and red, letting their breathing slow back to normal. Hinata smiled shyly at her.

"I'm glad we did it." she whispered, her cheeks rosy.

"Me too." Sakura answered. They giggled softly, until Hinata glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Oh my God! It's thirty minutes past my curfew!"

Sakura groaned. "Ugh, your clan and your stupid curfew." They quickly untangled their limbs from each other so that Hinata could get up to get her things. Both immediately missed the intimate contact.

They giggled as Hinata stumbled around looking for her things.

"Want some water before you go?" called Sakura from the kitchen.

"Yes, thank you!"

Sakura silently groaned at the delicious ache and slipperiness between her legs. She tried to ignore it as she poured water into glasses.

Hinata was adjusting her clothes when Sakura returned. Her yellow sundress had become creased around her legs and her hair was thoroughly mussed in multiple areas.

Sakura snickered. "Maybe you should check a mirror!"

Hinata blinked and looked in the mirror by the entrance, her eyes widening at her hair.

"Oh my God!"

Giggles ensued.

Finally after Hinata had fixed herself to the best of her ability, the two girls stood at the entrance.

"Thanks for coming, Hinata-chan."

"Thanks for inviting me, Sakura-chan." Sakura blinked in surprise when Hinata leaned forward and kissed her softly.

"And thank you for my first kiss." she whispered. The two snickered, grinning at each other knowingly.

"Thank you too." Sakura said with a wink. "I'll see you later?"

Hinata nodded, giving her one last look before turning and skipping into the darkness towards the Hyuuga compound.

Sakura watched her leave until she was out of sight, and then closed the door. Immediately, she practically ran into her bathroom. Flicking on the lights, she gingerly pulled down her sweatpants and then her black panties, which were completely soaked in the middle. Biting her lip, she slowly slid a hand between her legs, hissing softly when her fingertips brushed her incredibly sensitive nub. Not even Icha Icha or Obsession could have gotten her this turned on.

Leaving her clothes in the bathroom, she raced to her bedroom and fell back on her bed, where she continued to drag her fingers inbetween her lower lips, then circling her bundle of nerves feverishly.

"Mmm…" she moaned, instantly replaying the sound of Hinata's moans and the feeling of her tongue in her mouth. It wasn't long before she shuddered and came hard, soaking her fingertips and whimpering loudly. Trying to regain her breath, she slid her fingers up and down her slit, marveling at the wetness.

On the other side of Konoha, deep within the Hyuuga compound, Hinata was sitting on the edge of her bathtub, a room that she knew the others in the compound could not see due to the privacy jutsus that surrounded all washrooms in the estate. Her yellow sundress was still on, but her white soaked panties hung around one ankle, and her legs were splayed wide as she frantically rubbed herself.

She arched her back and her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as she orgasmed, her slit impossibly wet and dripping down her legs. Shuddering from the exertion, she gasped for breath, finally satisfying the torturous throbbing that had plagued her the entire way home.

Both girls wondered if the other was thinking the same thing.

What if they hadn't stopped when they did?