Author's Note: Warning, poorly written (detailed) smut, lemon, fluffy porn, whatever it's called. This chapter is dedicated to Naruto and Hinata and the title is inspired from their song in, "The Last." Uh, enjoy.

Chapter 14: NARUTO and HINATA

Hinata's lips were parted, as she stood there in front of him, unmoving. Her long hair was wet and her cheeks possessed a light pink glow from the thick steam that coursed through her house. Water droplets slid down her bare legs and Naruto could only assume that she had scrambled to get to the door seconds after stepping out of the shower. She wore a robe that clung tightly to her damp body, its fabric revealing every curve, every signature piece of her womanly frame.

Naruto's heart got caught in his chest as he took in her grace and beauty. She had been here all along, in front of him, supporting him, waiting for him; he was just too stupid to realize it. But now, there was nothing holding him back. There was nothing that could deter him. Because now, his eyes were open. In between the pain, bloodshed, and uncertainty that lay within him, there was a light that shined so brightly and bold. And he thinks perhaps, it is possible to reach salvation.

And so he says again, "Hinata, I love you." And this time he breaks the boundary between friend and lover and fills the space between them.

She smelt of vanilla and coconut and tasted like mint. She is surprised at first, her leg extending backward as Naruto's hands hold her to him. But as he continued to kiss her, her eyes slowly close and her hands could be felt weaving in between the base of his neck. The warmth of her body could be felt distinctly through the material of her thin robe as it presses against his own aching body.

As abruptly as the kiss he implanted on her, a new, fairly unfamiliar instinct took over. A deep-seated desire flowed through Naruto, submerging him in his darkest and deepest fantasies. And without any further thought, he accepted them and became ruled by them.

His hands began to wander up and down her outline as he gently led her backwards, away from the doorframe and inside her house; his hand leaving her body for a second to close the door behind him.

Naruto could feel her become tense under his touch, now that they were completely alone, enclosed and surrounded by none other than each other's company. He knew she was nervous, and so was he. But, in the space separating nervousness and pleasure, there lay only a thin line.

His fingers graze her cheek, skimming along the contours of her jaw and stopping at her chin. He gradually lifts her chin up with his fingers, giving him more access to slip further inside and deepen the kiss. And to his surprise, he feels her tongue glide along the surface of his lips. The kiss grew more heated and moist, as his lips comply and open, allowing her tongue to join with his.

Despite the fact, that all this was unknown to Naruto, it somehow came natural to him. The kissing, the touching; it was an act he felt at ease with, regardless of experience. And it was an act he would only share with Hinata.

The instinct he felt earlier overcame him again as their bodies remain bound and he decided it was time to delve deeper into his wants. His hand slipped in between the crevice of her robe, feeling the bare skin of her waist and venturing until it rested in between the shoulder blades of her smooth back. This motion left her breathless and amidst their passionate embrace, he was finally able to provoke that carnal moan from her that he had been so dying to hear.

He felt a slight tug on his jacket and realized Hinata's hands had left his neck and were now resting on his chest. She was slowly unzipping his jacket, which made his heart race faster and faster with each inch it slid lower. This was intoxicating, her undressing him as she blushes at her own daring actions. He loved it, and he loved her.

In one quick motion, he lifted her off the ground and carried her, legs around his waist and all. He wanted to feel every inch of her, every detail, substance, lift, shape. He needed it all and the best place to do this was in her room, on her bed.

Naruto stops at the foot of her bed and stays standing, unable to let her go. Hinata notices this and eventually pulls her face away from his, interrupting the kiss that had lasted from the doorframe to her bedroom. She looks at him with half-lidded eyes and a shaky breath before resting her forehead on his. He could feel the tip of her nose on his and smell the sweetness of her scent as she tries to catch her breath. After a short while, she lifts her head, smiles, and gives a reassuring nod.

He gently lays her down on the bed, joining her after sliding his jacket off. He positions himself above her and bends down so that he is inches away from her face while his hands rest on opposite sides of her body. Her lavender eyes remain fixed on his as she slid her fingers down his back under his fishnet shirt, only slightly pausing after feeling the roughness of his scars and for a second, he sees her lips tremble and her eyes glisten. But it was soon replaced by a look of determination as she pulled the fishnet shirt over his head, tossing it aside.

Hinata begins to plant soft kisses on his neck and Naruto thinks that this action alone could make him go crazy. He captures her lips once again with his, because if she continued to do what she was doing, he most definitely would go crazy. He leans into her, the feeling of her body in compliance with his was so wonderful, but it was also something unpredictable and risky.

They both give a muffled moan in between their locked lips as the stiffness in his pants presses against her. He didn't know if she would be timid, feeling him down there, but when she arches her back into him, her hips, digging, searching, yearning to feel what she felt, he could tell that she was not.

No words were required to be spoken at this time, for each of them knew what the other was thinking and feeling. Their bodies and actions were enough to convey their desires, needs, wants, and ultimately their love as they both find themselves entangled in each other's arms, naked.

Her legs were now wrapped around his waist with him centered in between her. His hands cup the fullness of her breast and his mouth instills fevered kisses down her toned stomach until plunging into unknown territory. She's soft and smooth down there, between her legs, no doubt because of the shower she had just taken. He wants to explore that area more, but doesn't get very far due to her hand shooting down, blocking his path. He looks up at her red face and realizes that Hinata was still a bit shy, and those sorts of things would have to come later. Besides, if he were to continue this any longer, he felt that he would soon explode.

Naruto braces the sheets and lifts himself up so that he can see Hinata's entirety in full view. She blushes even harder as his eyes wander, starting from the swollenness of her red lips, to the marks he had left on her neck, and down to her hardened, tender nipples. He gazes at the curvatures of her petite body and at long last her womanhood that lay between her slender thighs. He couldn't help, but admire the woman that lie there before him and revel at the fact that she was, in this moment, his.

He presses himself against her again, and feels that she is wet and she is ready. He takes a deep breath and positions himself. He is hesitant, but only because he isn't sure how it might feel for her. She must have sensed his conflict, because her hand lifts, rests on his cheek and guides his face towards her. She looks at him with unconditional devoutness and Naruto understands that her resolve is clear.

Without a moment's delay, he gradually glides his tip into her moist opening. He feels the tremble of her body and the quiver in her legs as they tighten around his waist and for a moment, he didn't think he could possibly go on without erupting. She gives a soft and sensual whimper that fills the room and Naruto can't help but wonder how many times he was able to seduce a moan from her on this night, and how many more times he would be coaxing in their lifetime. It was a sound he could never grow tired of hearing.

He leans forward into her and gives a small and gentle thrust once more, slipping deeper within her walls. She winces and bites her lips, attempting to hold back a cry as he breaks through her frontier. His fingers find the empty crevices between hers and interlink while his other hand is firm on her hip.

Hinata, bear with it for just a while.

Naruto pushes for the last time, filling her completely. He buries his face in the nook of her neck, trying hard to control himself as extreme pleasure circulates through him. This was the pinnacle of all senses, of all experiences.

He can feel her chest rise and drop from her staggered breathing, as she lay completely penetrated by him. He waits for her breathing to become stable before rocking his hips forward and backward into her, generating a groan from both of their mouths. She grips his arms and moves with him as a thin layer of perspiration covers their bodies. Hinata nips and sucks at the sensitive point on his neck while her legs draw him closer, deeper inside her warmth. Her actions left Naruto wanting more so he decides to quicken the pace, desperately moving inside her faster, harder and deeper.

Together, they groan in satisfaction with each thrust and motion, as their bodies stay conjoined as one. Their heads falling backwards in bliss while their moans fill the room. It was all too much. His teeth clench as the burning sensation in the pit of his stomach becomes overwhelming. His desire to release was swiftly approaching.

Just when he thinks, holding it in was no longer possible, he feels her inner walls begin to constrict around his hard member. She makes a sound that he's never heard before and he realizes that she's too close, too close for him to come quite yet. His tongue dips into her mouth while his thumb drags across her nipples. She arches herself into him, pulling him closer with her frenzied hands and suddenly a new, rapturing sensation inundated him.

Her orgasm encompassed Naruto, sending him to heights he didn't think was possible. His breaths become sharp and labored as pleasure engulfs every spectacle of his spent body. He gives one last thrust and spills himself inside her, joining her as she climaxes.

He wants to collapse, but he continues to kiss her. His fingers stay linked with hers as his other hand roams over the outline of her glowing figure.

"Hinata."

"Mmm?" Her breathing was steadying and her eyes were closed now. Her lips were curved into a light smile. Naruto could tell she was content, but drained.

"Thank you."

His eyes flutter open to the smell of something mouthwatering. He sits up and looks around the room and realizes he had indeed spent the night with Hinata, in her bed. A grin spreads throughout his face as he remembers the heated and sensual feats that occurred between them and turns to see his lover, but she is not there.

Muffled sounds could be heard outside the bedroom door while he picks up his briefs and slides them over his legs. As he opens the door, the intoxicating smell he smelt earlier fills his nostrils with more potency.

He sees Hinata in her kitchen, cooking. His body instantly freezes and his eyes nearly bulge out his sockets as he takes in the incredibly tempting sight before him. She was wearing his jacket, and nothing else. Naruto continues to goggle at her slender legs that extended out from underneath the material and wishes that his jacket could be just two inches shorter so that he could see the firm curves of her butt.

He skillfully sneaks up behind her and places his hand around her waist and another on the counter in front of her. She gives a slight jolt from his sudden deviousness and blushes when she feels that he is already rock hard as he prods her in the back.

"You know, you should know better than to look that good in front of me, dattebayo." He says in her ear. He looks down and sees two pans, one containing bacon and the other eggs. His stomach churns and his mouth salivates, but a stronger urge was overtaking him. The urge to be inside her.

"W-Well, I didn't want to wake you and I couldn't find my robe, so I put this on." She says, looking at him from the corner of her eye with reddened cheeks.

He gives a soft growl, "Well, it looks unbelievable sexy on you, Hinata." He presses himself against her again to show her exactly what he means.

"N-Naruto!"

"Mmmm?"

"Sit yourself down right now, you are eating! When was the last time you had a decent meal?" She asks.

"Uhh," Naruto couldn't remember the last time he had eaten. His stomach churned again in between his silence.

Hinata smirked, "That's what I thought. Now, sit down."

He does what he is told as she grabs a plate from her cabinet and loads it with the pans contents and places it in front of him. She sits down across from him and gives a stern look. He picks up his fork and digs in, and before he knows it, the whole plate is devoured. She raises an eyebrow at him and he guiltily scratches his head. "Err, I guess I was hungry…Thank you, Hinata!"

He pushes his plate away and watches her, waiting patiently. Once she is done, she stands, grabs her plate and reaches for his, but his hand snatches her wrist. He lifts himself from his chair and rises above her. He feels a shiver run through her body as he takes the plate out of her hand and sets it back on the table.

This time it was his turn to smirk as he rapidly slings her over his shoulder and says, "Sorry, Hinata. But you've distracted me now." She gives a soft laugh while he carries her into the bedroom once more.

She slides from his arms onto the bed and he's quick to take off his briefs and press his body against hers with the fabric of his jacket still between them. She makes a gesture to unzip it, but his hand stops hers once more. He wanted to do the undressing, how little it may be.

His hands shoot under the jacket and presses against the smoothness of her skin, caressing each and every orifice she has to offer. He gently pinches her nipple, causing her body to squirm as she whined with need. Hinata's legs wrap around him again pulling him closer, and he could tell that she wanted him just as bad. He kisses her and brings his hand lower until she gasps at his sudden destination; his hand strokes intimately between her quivering thighs. She was already wet for him, all he had to do was submit and put her out of her misery, but he wasn't ready to, not yet.

She arcs her aching, moistness against his fingers, trying to achieve the lost, but obtainable ecstasy that she had indulged in last night. He complies by placing a finger into her warm folds and massaging.

"Oh…" She murmurs, softly.

Suddenly, he places a finger inside her, testing her, teasing her. Her erotic moans were a constant now as two fingers slipped within her.

"N-Naruto…"

Naruto couldn't seem to think straight anymore as he witnessed the woman he loved below him, becoming putty in his arms. She was throbbing against him, her sweet release imminent, but he quickly slides his fingers out of her and skillfully maneuvers himself underneath her.

He sees her dazed and surprised by his sudden action and says to her, "I want to see and feel every inch of you."

Hinata turns a deep shade of red before slightly nodding. She lifts herself up and straddles him with her legs, whilst grinding her soft, warm flesh against his erection. It was his turn to groan, his head leaning back into the pillows. His hands seize her waist and lifts her so that her wet entrance is completely vertical to his tip and he lets gravity do the rest.

She feels so good, he thinks as euphoria fills his senses. She pushes herself in and out of him in a languid motion, using his shoulders as support. And now, he realizes it's time he unzipped the jacket she wore as she proceeds to ride him.

He unzips it slowly, taking in the graceful curves of her neck then settling on the voluptuousness of her breasts as they bounce freely from the confines of the jacket. He stares fixedly at her flat stomach as she flexes her muscles with each motion and then at last to the sultry part that connected them as one.

She begins to launch herself deeper into him, her breathing becoming sharp and uneven. Naruto leans forward, capturing her nipple in his mouth and giving a needy suck while wrapping his arms around her pulsating body. She gives a muffled cry at this gesture and promptly holds him to her as her inner walls rippled and corralled around his rigid member.

Again, Naruto feels a pleasure so surreal and so marvelous, so much so that he is powerless against it. He chokes out a half-shout as his fluids release and spill into her.

They take a shower together, only making love twice more before Hinata declines his offer of a third time and rushes them both out the door.

Naruto and Hinata spend the rest of the day together outside in the warmth of the sun. He watches her intently while she gracefully walks beside him, her hair bellowing in the slight breeze. He loved everything about her, the way she giggles softly to his poorly told jokes or the way she holds her hand up to her chest when she is worried about him. She was his salvation, his bright light that guided him out of the dark, and into a world that encompasses tenderness, devotion, admiration, trust, and above all else, love. Now, he didn't feel like he was a black stain in her life or the darkness that she needed to hide. She made him feel wanted, alive.

He makes passionate love to her that night, and in their impassioned embrace, he tells her again, he loves her. Because from now, till the day he dies, he wants to be with her and only her. For she was his and he was hers.