Hello everyone. I apologize for my absence. I had a bit of computer trouble that persisted the entire Christmas break. Fortunately I'm up and running again.
This short drabble is nothing but dirty dirty smut that has been stuck in my brain for a while now and is my first Neji/Sakura pairing. If that doesn't appeal to you, I suggest you leave now.
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Dirty Little Secret
Neji Hyuuga walked into the kunoichi's apartment, finding her just as he had left her three hours before when he had gone off for morning training. She was sweating, quivering, moaning clearly having enjoyed her time tied to her own dining room chair as he practiced at the training grounds.
He had found it harder than normal to concentrate on his jutsu, knowing the pink haired medic was waiting for him back at her place. His encounters with Sakura were always passion filled and deliciously erotic, for despite her seemingly straight laced exterior, Sakura had a secret kinky side that embraced highly experimental sex.
And that's why she let him tie her to a chair on this particular day off she had from the hospital, with a vibrator in her pussy, her ass and one taped in place over her clit. She was wearing nothing but a heated flush on her cheeks and the ropes that bound her wrists and legs to the arms of the chair. They weren't even chakra infused and she could have easily broken free with her superior strength, but Neji had warned her that if she tore through the ropes to pleasure herself before he returned, there would be severe punishment.
Sakura had only disobeyed him once before, out of sheer curiosity, wondering what punishment he could possibly have in store for her. She had removed a blindfold from her eyes when he specifically told her not to, only to find herself suddenly face down on the mattress while Neji spanked her while fucking her hard until both her pussy and her ass cheeks were a vibrant red.
However, his punishment hadn't stopped her from having two explosive, consecutive orgasms.
But today it seemed she had behaved herself, writhing as much as the ropes allowed. Her legs were draped over the arms of the chair, bent at the knee and tied down as well to give him an amazing view of the duel holes between her legs, both with thin, electrical cords leading out of them as the sleek, plastic ovals within buzzed merrily. He had used excessive tape to make sure the one over her clit stayed in place and it would probably sting when he ripped it off. Fortunately, she was clean shaven and the plentiful juices that had seeped from her pussy to run down her thighs had probably already loosened the tape a bit.
He said nothing, but simply regarded her a moment with pearly white eyes, drinking in her quivering form. He had set the vibrators to constantly vary their intensity via the small square dials attached to the opposite ends of the cords. At the moment, it looked like the one on her clit was buzzing so softly, it was barely making noise at all, while the muted drone from the one in her pussy was going full power and the one in her ass hummed at a speed somewhere in between.
She was panting, writhing, her skin glistening with a thin sheen of sweat and her short pink hair damp and sticking to her brow.
Neji thought she had never looked so wonderfully fuckable.
She gazed back at him with lust glazed eyes, her normally lucid orbs a darkened shade of jade. She licked dry lips and spoke, her voice breathy and broken and holding a hint of desperation.
"Neji, please…touch me."
The dark haired man didn't move, save for his lips quirking into a smug smile.
"Did you already come?" he asked, his voice made husky from the lust flaring in him at merely watching her.
"No," she moaned, straining weakly at her bonds. "But I'm so close. Please, Neji!"
Seeing such a normally strong and foreboding kunoichi reduced to a quivering heap by his hand boosted both his ego and his arousal. When with her, Neji allowed the dark beast within him to break free, the slightly sadistic animal that he kept locked away from his team and his family. Outside the bedroom, he was cool and level-headed, a model shinobi and an upstanding citizen. But here, in her apartment, he was a predator and she his prey and she submitted to him every time and exposed her own dirty secrets to him as he did to her.
He walked forward, slow and purposeful, shedding the gray skirt-like garment he wore over his white pants and shirt.
He knelt down in front of her splayed legs and allowed himself to examine her most intimate places, smirking at how her juices had made her thighs sticky and wet. He could hear the sound of the vibrators descend to a lower pitch as they slowed down inside her pussy and ass. She gave a frustrated moan at the loss of sensation but soon gasped as the one on her clit gained momentum, quivering with great intensity against the sensitive ball of flesh.
"You've been waiting for me to fuck you, haven't you."
It was a statement, not a question, and his dark accusation made something white hot flash low in Sakura's abdomen.
"Yes," she admitted breathlessly, knowing that he knew damn well that she had spent the last three hours anticipating being filled by his hard, thick cock.
"You dirty little thing," he chuckled, wrapping his fingers around the thin, white cord protruding from her pussy.
With one abrupt tug, he pulled the vibrator out of her, delighting in her surprised cry and smirked at the sight of the elliptically shaped toy shimmying on the end of its string, dripping with her liquid arousal. Her pussy was pink and swollen and dripping with her thick, sweet honey, the muscles within visibly contracting as it sought something to grip and pull deeper into her needy, eager womb.
"Look at this," he rasped as he straightened, holding up the soaked toy for her to see.
Her cheeks were already too flushed to reveal if she blushed further but he could see the embarrassment in her eyes. But she wouldn't turn away, for she knew he would grab her chin in his hand and force her to look.
"You're drenched," he practically sneered. "You must really want me to fuck you."
She licked her lips again, that lithe, pink tongue moistening petal-soft flesh. She was so damn sexy it hurt, and she was sexiest when under his control, when she submitted wholly.
"Tell me you want it," he commanded.
"I want you," she panted, still squirming in her chair from the stimulation she was receiving from the remaining two vibrators.
"You want me to what?"
"To fuck me."
"Louder," he smirked, loving how the dirty words rolled off her tongue.
"I want you to fuck me," she repeated, her voice louder and more desperate than before.
"I can't hear you," the Hyuuga chuckled.
"Neji, fuck me dammit!"
She was practically thrashing in her chair now, her need for him so great that she was mad with it.
Without another word he slipped a kunai out of a hidden holster and slashed through the ropes binding her. He plucked her from the chair effortlessly and sat her down on the nearby dining table, the remaining two vibrators still humming against her clit and deep within her ass.
He didn't bother with taking off his shirt or shoes. He didn't even take off his pants, but instead unzipped his fly and took out his length which was already rock hard and pulsing with the expectation of being lodged inside of her.
He aligned their bodies, making sure her legs were still spread wide so he could look down and watch his member disappear into her slick heat.
There was only a short pause and Sakura held her breath, waiting for the wonderful sensation of being penetrated.
And then he slammed his hips forward, sheathing himself in her tight liquid paradise with one hard thrust.
Neji ground out a low moan between clenched teeth and Sakura wailed like a cat in heat as her pussy clamped down on him as if it would never let him go.
The Hyuuga allowed himself a moment to catch his breath before raising his gaze from their joined bodied to her hazy eyes.
"No matter how many times I pound your sweet pussy, you're still so fucking tight," he panted, his voice almost reverent as he felt her flex around him.
She wriggled a little against him, trying to encourage him to move but a hand on her hip warned her that if she tried to take control, there would be consequences.
He could see it was killing her, being filled by him but having to remain still. She looked so cute, biting her lip against the sweet torture as his free hand found the controls for the toy in her ass, the small box dangling from the cord off the table's edge.
Without breaking their gaze, he flipped the switch from automatic to manual and slowly turned up the power until it was on its maximum setting. He could hear the whine of the toy rise in pitch as it trembled within her erratically. Sakura's eyes lost focus as she let out a pleasured cry and Neji had to bite back a moan of his own as he felt the vibrations shiver against his own cock through the thin membrane of Sakura's body.
"Fuck," he rasped. "I can feel it, Sakura. I can feel the vibe in your ass."
The kunoichi's head fell back limply as she tried to adjust to the feeling of being stretched wide by his member as the toy in her ass vibrated with unrelenting intensity. The muscles in her legs and abdomen jumped and quivered involuntarily as searing pleasure assaulted her, the vibe on her clit still humming at a moderate pace.
Suddenly, Neji was overcome with the burning impulse to kiss her. He dropped the toy's controls and slipped his hand behind her head, pulling her to him roughly as their mouth's met in a heated clashing of lips and teeth. Neji dominated her, controlling the kiss and stealing the breath from her lungs until they broke apart, panting heavily.
His opal eyes were as hazy and clouded as hers, and as she flexed around him again, squeezing him tight while the vibrator buzzed deep within, he knew he could hold back no longer. He released her head and hip, bracing his hands instead on the table as he began to thrust, hard and fast and deep without any warning at all.
Her hands flew to his shoulders, fisting in the pale material of his shirt as he slammed deep into her core with every thrust. Her feet were braced at the edge of the table, ensuring her pussy was spread wide should he want to looks down and admire the view of his cock penetrating her, but at the moment, he was more interested in her face. Every forward thrust extracted pleasured sobs and breathless pleas, and he thrived on every needy utterance of his name.
Sometimes when he was with her, he would encourage her broken moans by asking if she liked the way he was fucking her hard, if she liked how he felt inside of her, but at the moment, he couldn't seem to find the words as he pumped in and out of her with enough force to make the wooden table creak. The hours of teasing with the vibrators had made her wetter than he had ever felt her before and the sight of her needy and helpless and under his control was enough to wipe his mind clean of all other thought.
Hardly two minutes of pounding into her had her convulsing around him, her moans rising to screams as she reached climax in record time. He growled like an animal into the crook of her neck as he felt the telltale contractions of her pussy around his cock.
"Fuck yeah," he breathed, not slowing his thrusting hips in the slightest. He continued to piston in and out of her through her entire orgasm, watching her trembling form lustily as she came down from her first high and started preparing for a second.
"Neji," Sakura whimpered, the sensations starting to overwhelm her. "Oh god, Neji!"
The wet slurping sound of his cock impaling her soaking hole combined with the humming of dual vibrators and her impassioned moans made the most beautiful music Neji had ever heard. Her pussy rippling around him and the constant thrum of the plastic toy against his cock had him on the edge and he grit his teeth as he tried to hold back his own release and draw out this moment a little longer.
He could feel her growing tighter and tighter around him as an unbearable pressure built in his own loins. She was on the verge of cumming again and he didn't think he could withstand it this time.
The steady hum buzzing between them rose in pitch as the vibrator on her clit suddenly sped up, forcing a cry from the kunoichi's lips. Almost immediately after, she was falling apart beneath him, writhing and bucking as she reached her peak once more. Neji had to hold her by the hips to keep her still as he thrust into her a few more times, loving how feminine muscles squeezed him tight every time he tried to pull out. His eyes nearly crossed as the pressure in the twin sacks below his cock released, making him feel hot and dizzy as he emptied himself inside her, his grip on her so tight that he was surely leaving long, finger-shaped bruises on her pale skin.
She moaned heatedly, obviously feeling the hot gush of his seed inside her and he chuckled against her ear as they both struggled to catch their breath, slowly coming down from the pinnacle of pleasure together.
"Mmm, I love how dirty you are," he whispered hoarsely, still feeling her muscles occasionally jump and spasm due to the heightened sensitivity still present in the afterglow. The toys inside her continued to tremble, making her breath occasionally catch as the stimulated tender flesh until Neji reached between their bodies and switched them both off, finally allowing her relief from the constant stimulation she had felt for the past few hours
She said nothing, but wrapped her arms around him loosely, clasping them behind his neck. He pulled away to look at her, admiring her mussed hair and prevalent flush and the thoroughly satisfied smile on her face.
That smile was quickly wiped away though when his hand slipped to the apex of her parted thighs to grab the edge of the tape holding the now silenced vibrator to her clit. With a flick of his wrist he tore it away, extracting a started gasp at the flash of pain that came with having her skin pulled along with the tape.
"N-Neji?" she whimpered as he pulled out of her and bent down to spread her pussy lips wide, admiring her now swollen clit and her used hole that was slowly leaking his cum.
He watched the milky liquid drip from her with a smirk, finding the sight incredibly sexy. Sakura realized what he was looking at and tried to close her legs but he braced his hands on her inner thighs, forcing her to remain spread. He knew she was embarrassed, but somehow that made him want to look even more, watching the proof of their coupling ooze from her hole and onto the table.
She was still trying to catch her breath, and the overall effect of her labored breathing, spread pose and cum soaked hole made him hot all over again. His cock twitched as it began to harden once more. It appeared he wasn't done with her quite yet.
He lowered his face until his lips were hovering over her clit, letting his breath ghost over her and making her shiver. His tongue flicked over the hard bud and her whole body jerked, her flesh still highly sensitized.
"No! No more! I can't take it," she pleaded, green eyes wide and slightly panicked, but Neji just sneered, knowing that she would soon warm up to the idea just like she always did. Sakura could go all night if he wanted her too, for he had pushed her limits to there maximum more than once with sweaty boughts of marathon sex.
He pulled her clit into his mouth and began to suck, holding her down as she tried to wriggle away, ignoring her protests as he slid a finger into her core, finding her slick with their combined juices. Just as he'd predicted, her pleas to stop soon turned into heady moans, and she began to grind her hips against him heatedly. Neji chuckled from between her legs as he tapped his tongue over her little pink pearl.
There was no love between them but they were certainly lovers, finding solace in each other's touch. She craved his abuse just as much as he longed to abuse her, to fill her, to make her scream. No matter what he did to her, she always came back for more, eager to feel him inside of her, eager to pleasure him and be pleasured.
This was their dark secret, their escape from the cruel reality of the shinobi world, their outlet for forbidden desire and a way to live out vulgar fantasies that might repulse others. Alone, there would be no judgment or criticism, just raw sexuality.
His tongue ran the length of her slit, tasting the tang of both his cum and her own. She moaned in response and he smirked. There wasn't a woman alive as sexy and dirty as his little pink haired Sakura and he would make her his for as long as he could. As long as she kept coming to him, seeking to be dominated and fucked and pleasured, he would continue to oblige her, doing wicked, wonderfully things to her that would ensure she never forgot his touch or his name, Neji Hyuuga.