Disclaimer:I do not own Naruto or any of its respective characters. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only. (Mostly my amusement.) However, if I DID own Naruto, it would be called "Neji and Hinata: Byakugan Babies Galore!" That has a nice ring to it...
Author's Note:Warning! Gratuitous Lemon Alert! Here it is, people! Part One of the dreaded 'Tape Scene'. God, I feel sooooo dirty from writing this. If this scars you for life, blame Neji, not me. I never intended this to be a smut fic, but damned if that isn't what it's turning into, with this chapter, at least. Well, I hope everyone enjoys. It took me long enough to get it posted. Be sure to tell me what you think! Ah, one more thing. Yes, my Neji eats rose petals on his salad. I'll write a fic about it someday.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Possession - Chapter Four
Hinata barely had enough time to blink before Neji rushed at her, blocking her kunai thrust with a Jyuuken style palm against her wrist. The roll of electrical tape circled his arm as he clamped onto hers, squeezing until she winced in pain. She dropped the blade and he twisted her arm back, turning her to plant his knee at the base of her spine. He fisted her hair with his other hand, yanking her toward his face, so he might savor her gentle, lavender scent.
"Mmmmm... I wonder what you taste like, Hinata-sama?" She writhed and struggled as he dug his knee deeper into her spine. "Give up. You can not escape." He slowly licked the outer rim of her ear, then plunged his tongue inside it. She cringed at the slurping wetness.
So close to her bedside table. If she could only reach.
Hinata pulled the drawer open with her fingertips, reaching just far enough to emerge with three senbon tucked between her fingers. She reached behind her, driving the needles into Neji's thigh. His eyes widened as he bit down on his tongue to keep from crying out.
"Hinata!" He wrenched, choking on his own blood. He released her hair to pull the needles out. Hinata took the opportunity to throw her head back, slamming it into his nose. His grip on her arm loosened and she was able to duck under him, planting a Jyuuken style palm to his chest. Neji was thrown back by the blow, and Hinata immediately pulled six kunai from her drawer, throwing them swiftly. He dodged them all.
They were at a standoff. Then, Neji activated his Byakugan.
"I never thought you would put up such a fight," he acknowledged.
"You should never underestimate your enemy, niisan."
"Hn," he spat blood from his mouth. "How unfortunate for you, that I will not underestimate my enemy again, Hinata-sama." Then, they both fell gracefully into the Gentle Fist stance.
There wasn't much space for a proper battle, and neither of them wanted to alert Hiashi, or any other member of the family. So, they quietly stood, facing one another, poised to strike at the first perceived weakness. Their impromptu match would end in the next pass.
"Just leave, niisan, and I will not tell anyone what happened between us." She hoped he would listen to reason. "I give you my word. No one will ever know."
"Your word is worthless to me, Main House."
Her eyelids trembled as she fought to contain her tears. "Then, I have no choice."
"There is always a choice." Neji smirked. "Give up."
"Never," she spat back at him.
His eyes flashed in the moonlight. "You've been spending too much time with Naruto," he hissed.
"You're wrong, niisan," Hinata smiled as she prepared to strike the barb deep into his heart. She wanted to hurt him, the only way she knew how. "I can never spend enough time with my Naruto-kun."
Neji growled and bore his teeth at her. His sneer was furious– venomous, and Hinata wondered if she'd made a mistake.
"Is that so? We'll see just how much time he wants to spend with you after I'm done. You can't keep quiet forever, Hinata-sama. Secrets have a way of coming out. And after the sealing ceremony," Neji flashed a feral smile, "it won't matter anymore."
Hinata was beginning to panic. The longer this continued, the more precarious her control became. "Y-You'll be disgraced," she answered him, the stutter creeping back into her voice.
Neji smirked slightly. "Do you think I care about the opinions of anyone outside of this family?" Hinata gasped. Did Neji really care so little about his reputation in the village? Perhaps she had miscalculated. "And as far as the Clan is concerned, you'll be nothing more than a Branch House slut."
His words stung. They stung so deeply that she could no longer hold the tears she had been fighting. They welled up in her pearly eyes, distorting her vision into swirls of black and white. She could no longer sustain her Byakugan, and the veins shrank back into her face.
In the time it took her to blink the moisture from her eyes, Neji was behind her, whispering sweet poison in her ear. "Aishiteru, Hinata-sama." He kissed her neck. "I love you enough to break you, to bring you down here with me, so that we'll never be apart."
As Hinata focused on the sensation of his breath against her skin, she didn't feel the blow to the base of her skull.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Neji regretted having to say those awful things to Hinata-sama, but he couldn't let the situation escalate any further. He could clearly see that she was upset and losing control. He only had to push her a little farther to get her to drop her guard. He smiled at how well he knew his cousin. She was so emotional, so predictable, and so very, very adorable. She had surprised him. Their little tryst turned out to be more than he'd ever expected from the shy nymph.
He wouldn't make that mistake again.
As he stared at her innocent form, splayed out on the full sized, four-poster bed, he used his Byakugan to scan for anyone who might have heard or seen their skirmish. He wanted no interruptions as he tamed her. When all was said and done, Hiashi would thank him for finding some use for his daughter.
Neji leaned down, softly kissing her lips. What a shame that he would not get to kiss those lips again tonight.
He ripped a strip of electrical tape from the roll in his hands. "Do you remember," he asked, whispering in her ear, "when we were children, and we would practice our binding and interrogation skills together? I really enjoyed that game, but I could never keep you for long." He covered her mouth with the tape, smoothing it over her lips. "You always managed to slip my knots." Then, he sat down on the bed, stroking her indigo hair. "You were such a naughty girl, running away from me." He pulled another, longer strip from the roll, tearing it off with his teeth. "But, you won't get away this time," he said, his face awash with satisfaction.
Hyuuga Neji then preceded to wrap the tape around one of Hinata-sama's delicate wrists.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Hinata's head was swirling. She couldn't remember where she was or what she had been doing. Phantoms floated on the other side of her clenched eyelids, taunting her. Slowly, she opened her dull white eyes to dim moonlight, and a finger rubbing teasing circles around the nipple of her left breast.
"Mmmhmmm..." Her voice was muffled by something taut and sticky.
"You're awake," a familiar, husky voice said. His hand clamped down on the fleshy mound, with its hard little nub. "Very good. I was getting bored without you reacting." The glare Hinata shot at Neji only caused him to chuckle. "I'm not really supposed to take you until after the sealing ceremony, but," he pinched her pert nipple, "I don't think Hiashi-sama will mind. Do you?"
Hinata tried to pull her arms free of her restraints, but the material clung to her, binding her so tightly that her fingers began to go numb. She pulled at her legs, but they too were bound by this substance. She craned her neck to peek at the material holding her so thoroughly, cringing at the sight of electrical tape wrapped haphazardly about her forearms and wrists, calves and ankles, connecting her limbs to the four posts of her bed. She was also sickened to find her clothes had been removed.
Now, both of Neji's hands were groping her breasts. He rubbed her nipples lightly, in circular motions with the palms of his hands. Then, he cupped them at the sides, stroking softly. He leaned his head down, catching one in his mouth, engulfing half of it as his tongue played with the nipple. He peered up to see her, utterly disgusted.
"Won't you smile for me, Hinata-sama? You are too beautiful for such a look." He laughed.
"Mmmmmhmmmnnn..."
Neji pressed his index finger against her taped lips, then he placed his own lips against it. "Shhhh..." He soothed, his body hovering over her. Then, with the same finger, he wiped away the tears pooling in her glossy eyes.
Hinata watched in horror as he licked her tears from his finger, then plunged the whole digit into his mouth. He pulled it out, glistening and wet, and grazed it slowly down her body. It sent chills over her throat, between her breasts, across her flat stomach, and finally into the patch of indigo curls between her thighs.
"What's this?" He asked as he found her secret button. She bucked beneath him, and he continued his molestation while crawling over her. He leaned his torso forward with his knees tucked underneath him, between her legs.
Adding a second finger, he spread her open, slowly lowering his head toward her flower. His eyes never left hers, and Hinata whimpered at his excitement. With his face hovering just above her opening, he blew a gentle stream of air, then pressed the tip of his nose onto her nub, inhaling deeply.
"Smells sweet," his tongue darted out to lick the sensitive nub. He probed her cherry for a long time, making her shudder and spasm on the bed. Each time her body quaked, the tape tightened around her limbs. It was just painful enough to make the experience memorable, without causing any permanent injury. Hinata's spasms only eased when sensation began to drain from her arms and legs. Soon, she would not be able to move at all.
Neji had planned this from the beginning. He had well, and truly conquered her, and soon, Hinata began to tremble from the sensation of her cousin's forced pleasure.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
He probed her opening as she shook, excavating her light, lilting cream. There was nothing in Heaven or Earth that rivaled her flavor. Not the tartest wild rose petals, or the silkiest gourmet chocolate. This was Hinata-sama. His Hinata-sama.
This was how it should have been the first time. On the soft bed of her girlish room, with its pale violet walls, and tasteful, traditional furnishings. He would always regret taking her in such haste at the training ground.
But, he would have plenty of time to make up for that.
While he was awaiting her arrival, he had noticed that she'd kept each gift he had ever given her, from the marble he'd flung at her in annoyance when they were children, to the opalescent shells he'd brought back from his first mission to the Land of Waves.
Neji rolled his wet organ around, tasting every crevice of her flower. He had forgotten about so many of his gifts. At the time, he didn't think of them as gifts at all. Nearly every gesture he'd made toward her had some other motive behind it.
He sucked her throbbing nub. He had never lied to Hinata-sama about his motives, so what could those insignificant trinkets possibly mean to her?
He licked her opening roughly. What ever it was, it was a starting point. He had finally found his leverage. Naruto could not compete with their history. Neji knew Hinata-sama as surely as he knew himself.
"You taste so wonderful, Hinata-sama." He smacked his lips in astonishment as he came up for breath. She shivered beneath him, and he smiled. His delicate, delicious little cousin just moaned and sobbed and shivered.
"Want more, Hinata-sama?" He inquired, rubbing her thighs and stomach with strong, calloused hands. He stood on the bed, glaring down at her. "There is so much more I want to give you."
Neji pulled his shirt over his head, then unbuckled his belt in a slow, deliberate and teasing action. He slipped his hand down his pants, watching her as he stroked himself. "This is for you," he said, pulling his erection out for her to see.
Hinata turned her head away and clenched her eyelids shut. She would not look. No matter what he did or said, she still would not look.
"Ah, you injure me, Hinata-sama." Neji's eyebrow twitched as he clutched his heart dramatically, slight frustration straining his voice. "What's one little peek? You have already felt my sword inside of you." He slid out of his pants and underwear, flinging the garments away with his foot. "It won't hurt." Then, he shot her a mischievous smirk. "Unless you want it to."
Her face remained turned in the other direction.
"Fine," he said, curtly. "Shall we begin?"
End Chapter Four