Wrong. So, so wrong. Six months down the road, and the sex was still bad. Even after Tenten's leading and prodding, nothing had changed. Every time, Shino went down on her like he would die if she didn't come, and she usually did. Between his deft tongue and swift fingers, his oral skills were unreal, and time and time again, she found herself disappointed by the actual sex after such phenomenal buildup. To make matters worse, Shino's tricks were starting to get old, occasionally not even bringing her to completion, mostly managing only a meager orgasm. He had also started "teasing" her, pleasuring her to the edge, then backing off, expecting to finish her off with his dick.
'If only it wasn't so fucking small!' she growled in her thoughts. She was restless, the stress mounted onto her only building with Shino's continued denial of her orgasm. Of course, she could always finish herself off, but it was never as good as coming with a thick, hot, long cock inside her…
She found her mouth watering at the thought of ramming a huge dick down her throat, into her pussy, anything… and immediately changed her course through the village, where she always went when her thoughts turned that direction. Wetness beaded up inside of her as her thoughts continued to wander down that path. She was headed to the liquor store.
Turning down into an abandoned alley, she threw on a transformation jutsu. Her hair fell long and golden down her back, her skin taking on a fair pinkish tone, eyes onyx black. By the time she exited the alley, she was a completely different person, draped in a long black dress and sun hat. Three rights and another swift duck into an alley later, she found herself at the familiar door, black glass with aluminum bars running vertically along it to prevent break ins and theft. She pushed her way inside, greeted by cool air and a blank stare from the employee on duty.
"I need to see some ID" he said, eyeing her up and down.
Tenten sighed, reaching into her bag to pull out her identification that marked her as legal drinking age. She placed the piece of plastic onto the counter, dropping her transformation as he glared down at the ID.
"You expect me to believe-" he started, eyes raking slowly up her body, stopping on her now-different face.
"Is there a problem?" Tenten asked, sickly sweet. The employee grumbled, shoving her ID childishly across the counter towards her. She took the card from him, pacing into the center aisle to make her selections. She ended up choosing three different bottles of alcohol to take home with her. A sweet, sparkling rosé wine, a small bottle of saké, and a new choice for her, a bottle of vodka.
At the counter, she doled out her cash and change to the cashier, who eyed her suspiciously as she placed her items and receipt into her bag before ducking out the door, throwing on her transformation as she did.
She made her way home swiftly, a gentle breeze tousling the leaves in the trees outside her apartment complex as she made her way inside. She deposited her vodka into her freezer, placing the sake into the fridge and taking the bottle of rosé, along with a glass, with her to the couch.
A book lie open on her small coffee table, and she leaned over the pages, her fingers working at the cork of the bottle. The cork sprung free with a burst of sound, the contents of the bottle fizzling in seeming anticipation. Not bothering to search for the cork that had sailed across the room, Tenten seized her glass by its stem, greedily tipping the bottle to fill it nearly to the brim. She took her book from the table, cozying up onto her couch and taking a long sip from the glass, the bubbles tickling her lips and throat.
Her night continued, glass after glass of wine slipping past her lips and into her belly, spreading a comfortable fuzziness and warmth through her that turned into a blurriness as she finished off her bottle and teetered towards the fridge, swaying gently as though caught in a strong breeze. She paused, hand on the door to her fridge, contemplating through fuzzy thoughts.
'Shino won't be home tonight,' she mused, hand drifting to her freezer. 'I can go a little further…'
It was that thought that led to, at about 2 in the morning, Shino arriving at Tenten's apartment and, finding her door unlocked, let himself inside. Upon entering, his nose wrinkled at the strong scent of alcohol that seemed to be all around him. He heard soft groaning sounds emanating from Tenten's room and nearly raced to the door, worry suddenly gripping him. He threw the door open, taking in the sight before him.
Tenten was lying on her bed, the blanket and sheets tossed about haphazardly. Her hair was coming undone, loose tendrils fanning around her head. Her cheeks were flushed a flaming red, eyebrows knit firmly in frustration as her hands, extending long and lean down her torso to the apex of her spread thighs, flexed with force.
Her fingers worked mercilessly at her clit, pressing harshly before pinching it roughly and giving it a slight twist and tug upwards. A yelp escaped her mouth as she swept her fingers along her sensitive nub, engorging it further. The fingers of her right hand drifted further down her slit, poking, teasing at her entrance before withdrawing, tucking between the bed and the wall to search.
Another groan ripped from Tenten's throat, her fingers pressing harshly against her button, willing her body closer and closer to the precipice. Her eyes split open, brows raising in her frustration as her hand returned from its journey, clutching the spoils of her victory.
It was relatively modest in size, a slightly bulbous head gave way to a smooth shaft, decorated here and there with natural- looking veins and ridges, the whole thing having a velvety texture. Tenten rubbed the head of her toy along the length of her slit, lubricating it with her own juices, teasing at her entrance again, building the anticipation before she began to slowly plunge it inside of herself.
Inch by inch, it slid within her, stretching, pressing against her deepest parts and causing a delighted shiver to run up her spine. This was what she needed, as she drove her dildo in to its base, a long moan filled the air and her left hand paused in its actions. It was immense, the feeling of finally being properly filled for the first time in months. Her breath left her mouth in shallow pants, face twisting in pleasure.
Suffice to say, Shino was thoroughly turned on by the sight of Tenten torturing herself. He slowly began shedding his clothes, dropping his coat and shirt to the floor, followed closely by his pants and undergarments. He seized his painfully hard erection and began stroking himself as he watched Tenten pump the toy in and out of herself, setting a slow, rough pace.
She was in heaven, her favorite toy stretching her in all the right places, rushing her to her long-awaited orgasm. Her gasps came quicker and quicker, her pace becoming uneven as her other hand worked the length of her toy in and out and in and out, over and over again, driving her moans higher and higher until, suddenly, there was no sound at all. Her mouth and eyes were opened wide, unseeing and silent as her orgasm crashed upon her. Her arms collapsed, lying slack against the sheets.
Tenten came back to her senses slowly, sliding her beloved toy out of her dripping sex, dropping it to the sheets with a contented sigh. The fuzziness of the alcohol and her orgasm settled over her like a heavy blanket, dulling her senses to the point where she didn't even notice Shino crawling into her bed.
He gripped her firmly by her hips, leveraging her onto her stomach before propping her up onto her knees, leaving her ass high in the air, her twitching pussy exposed. With no small amount of roughness, he ran his tongue along the length of her dripping slit. A startled moan for Tenten encouraged him as he worked his tongue in rapid circles around her clit, triggering a slew of moans and profanity from his lover. His fingers came to replace his mouth on her sensitive pearl, his tongue trailing up to her weeping entrance. He circled the outer rim lightly before plunging his tongue inside her burning depths. A deeper, more satisfied groan echoed around the room as his tongue worked her insides perfectly. A symphony of mewls and moans filled the heated air as he sped up, his fingers and tongue carrying her to orgasm.
Tenten's fingers buried into her sheets as her body was wracked with wave upon wave of bliss. She rocked her hips back into Shino's mouth as he gently worked her down. Her breath came in great heaves as his touch finally left her, his body fading from her awareness entirely. She floated in a foggy afterglow for a few moments, roused by the feel of the blunt, fleshy head of Shino's cock at her entrance. An immediate dis-ease gripped her system and she lurched forward, away from him. She turned to face him. She was unsurprised to find him aroused, a look on his face bordering on ravenous, one hand stroking hiscock hently, precum leaking from his tip. She was surprised, however, the the sight of his… meager hardness repulsed her, making it difficult for her to not recoil in disgust. His expression morphed into one of concern as he took in her distressed look.
"Tenten, are you alright?" he asked, sitting back on his heels. She deliberated- damn near warred with herself- before replying.
"I don't… want you to fuck me," she admitted, the alcohol in her system loosing the truth from her.
Confusion settled over Shino's features. Tenten never turned down sex, no matter how drunk. Was she not feeling well?
"Is something wrong?" he asked, a deeper worry seizing him.
"No! I-... Well, yes," she responded. "I just…" He watched her resolve steel. "Your dick doesn't make me come,".
Surprised, Shino's jaw fell slack. "What?" he breathed, cheeks reddening-whether in embarrassment oranger he couldn't tell. "I make you come all the time!" he exclaimed. She scoffed, alcohol emboldening her.
"Maybe you used to, but only ever with your mouth. Even then, you stopped giving me that weeks ago! It's like you're working me up, but you never finish me off! Whatever check you're writing, your dick is too small to cash!" Tenten finished her heated rant with a discontented huff.
Shino was baffled. He was absolutely gobsmacked., she hadn't said anything!They had been fuckingformonths! Months! He was shocked! He was hurt! He was embarrassed! He was disappearing in a puff of smoke!
Tenten's body went slack with exhaustion, her eyes sliding shut, and she drifted to sleep, unaware of the storm she had just unleashed unto herself.
Shino brewed in his sense of inferiority all night. He wasn't even sure he was embarrassed anymore, but he was downright positive he was pissed as all hell. How dare she say he was small?! How would she know? Maybe she was just used to that monstrous sex toy she was so enjoying earlier. Fine. A smirk crept onto Shino's face. If monstrous was what she wanted, monstrous was what she would get.
Tenten nursed her skullsplitting hangover, reaching for the electrolyte drink on her nightstand. She was dying, almost certainly. She had woken with overwhelming nausea and an immense dread, as though something had gone very wrong. Thinking back, she could recall finishing her bottle of wine, and taking a few strong swigs of something else before drifting to her bedroom. Fuzzily, she swore she could recall having sex with Shino, even though she was positive he wasn't supposed to return until midday groggily, she shrugged it off, blaming the feeling on her near-constant vomiting.
Evening rolled around, and with it came Shino's boiling point. A whole day of doubt, anger, and betrayal led him right back to Tenten's door.