Disclaimer: (since everyone puts one of these things, I will too): I do not own Naruto. M rate story! This is NOT for children.
Night Lover
Hinata went in her room to look for some spare clothes for her giant guest. She managed to find a pair of doggy patterned boxers, which she originally planned to give it to a friend of hers but now found something much more useful for them. She retrieved some black sweats and a old high school P.E. Shirt that would suite him just fine.
Carrying the folded items back to the restroom, she gently creaked the door open. The use of splashing water was loud and apparent so she hurriedly placed the clothes down on the counter and quickly took her leave.
She didn't want him to get any ideas of her peeping in on him.
Making her way to the living room, she patiently waited for the male to finish. Naruto. It was such an interesting name. She could only imagine his parents' thinking process when they decided to choose a ramen topping for their son's name.
Amusingly smiling to herself, she heard a voice calling for her to come back. Hinata hesitantly returned to the restroom and saw a very clean Naruto sitting on the toilette just wearing sweats. Ignoring the injuries, Hinata was slightly taken aback on how good looking he actually was.
His earlier dirty blonde hair was now a vibrant sunny yellow color, which amazingly complimented his tan-kissed skin. His nose was straight and interesting whisker marks scarred both sides of his cheeks, making him look like some kind of feral or exotic animal. His lips were thin with a light pink, looking just as soft as she knew they were.
She blushed and touched her own lips in remembrance.
His bare chest also seemed hard. He was still a bit too skinny as you could see some of his ribs perturbing from his sides and had the most interesting black tattoo on his stomach. His hip bones poked above his sagging sweats, making look as if he was posed for her! In looks alone, this man was way out of her league.
Naruto anxiously lifted his arm and rubbed the back of his head. "Hinata?"
She snapped out of her trance. Realizing she was making him uncomfortable, she quickly said, "I-I'll get to it."
Mentally scolding herself, she quickly doused the cotton balls with disinfecting liquid and sat kneeling down before him. She gently padded the swab over each cut and bruise, causing Naruto to grimace.
"Sorry." she couldn't help but apologize.
"S'okay."
Hinata kept at it. Each new injury she dabbed further upset her. Pouring more substance in the cotton swabs, she made sure to get even the ones on his back and shoulder blades. She paused at the small bruisings on his neck. Her eyes widened. These circular bruises were cigarette burns and, by the looks of it, very recent. She tried to compose her upset expression.
How could someone do this to another human being? To treat them in such disregard? Do they have no heart? Or soul?
Finishing applying her medicine, she tried to keep her voice neutral. "I-I don't know if you have any fractured ribs and I don't know how to go about to heal those. So we'll just have to hope for the best that there aren't any broken ones," she explained.
She grabbed the bandages and began tightening it around his waist, chest, and those shoulders. Each wrap around his body made her get very near to his body. She could smell the vanilla fragrance wafting off his freshly washed skin. Finished, her blushing self pulled away but felt strangely accomplished.
She did it! She bandaged him up without fainting or making the situation too awkward. Take that Kiba! For telling her she worked horrible under pressure!
Naruto stood up and patted himself down.
"I feel a lot better," he said, "thanks."
"I did what anyone in my position would do," she softly replied as she returned the medical supplies to their proper areas. She noticed him frown as if he wanted to say something more but seemed stuck in his thoughts. Distracting him, she asked, "Now, how do you feel on us getting a food?"
Naruto nodded ecstatically. "Yes!" He shouted before trying to control his excitement, "I mean, yes. I'll eat anything you have. I'm starving."
It wouldn't pass her mind that he probably wasn't lying. He looked like he hadn't eaten a decent meal in a while and she was more then glad to change that.
Naruto put on his shirt as they made their way to her tiny kitchen. Hinata looked in the fridge and couldn't help but pout. Cakes, pies, and deserts were littered inside each shelf and compartment. There was not one single piece of healthy food in sight! Her sweet tooth habit was really starting to get out of control...
Pulling out a cheese cake, she worriedly stared at him.
"All I have is desert. Is that okay? I can make some eggs if you'd like instead?"
"No thanks. That looks really good," Naruto said as he was practically salivating as he stared at the pastry.
Feeling reassured by his comment, Hinata placed the cake on the table. She got two plates and forks before cutting them each a slice and intentionally cutting him a much larger piece. He looked at the food in complete awe before enthusiastically digging in. She calmly ate hers as she observed her guest's actions.
How did Naruto get himself tangled into this type of mess? Where were his parents? And what about that brutish Hustler? That evil man mentioned owing something.
"Hinata?"
She looked up to see him staring at her expectantly. Realizing he already finished his slice, she pushed the rest of desert to him.
"Um, you could get more if you'd like. Get as much as you want," she offered.
His eyes lit up like a dozen twinkling stars. He sliced another large piece onto his plate and ate it with the same eager manner as before.
"This tastes incredible," he mumbled out compliments between bites.
"Thank you. I never met some who seemed to enjoy my pastries as much as you."
He eagerly swallowed a mouthful and turned to her in shock. "You made these?"
She bashfully nodded her head. She didn't want him to think she was too full of herself. "Mm-hm, I'm a baker and run a shop not too far from here."
"That's so cool!"
She blushed from his awed-like stare. "I-It's nothing really," she tried to dissuade.
"No, it's amazing, really. I always wished I could run a place of my own too, y'know. Like a ramen stand or something. I'd like to think it'd be the best ramen place there'd be and people from all over the world would come by just to try to get a taste of my food!" His eyes contained a dreamlike stare. "It would get 5 out of 5 stars from the greatest of critics! My soups would show up in newspapers everywhere," he spoke longing.
"You know how to make ramen?" She asked.
This is the first time she heard him speak so comfortably around her and she didn't want him to stop. Naruto talked away; describing the types of sauces, the different spices, and the importance of textures in the qualities of noodles. When he finished, he looked gloomy.
"But that'll never happen," he said dejectedly.
"Maybe one day it will."
"Hah, yeah right! Maybe the day I win the lotto or something."
Seeing him so downtrodden made her feel just as upset. She wanted to see him smile and fill the room with his enthusiasm and laughter.
She picked up their finished plates and set them on the sink. Hinata faced him with a small smile and said, "You never really know what life has in store for you. Sometimes it's filled with many good surprises and other times not so much. You should never give up hope simply because you never know. You might just one day win the lottery."
He disbelievingly squinted his eyes at her. "Are you one of those fortune tellers I see on TV all the time?" He asked.
Hinata blushed and shook her head. "No, I'm just speaking from experience."
"You've won the lottery!?" His voice raised in shock.
She rapidly shook her head. "No, no. Nothing like that. When I was small I was, um, kidnapped," she heard Naruto took in a surprised breath, "it was a long time ago and I hardly remember most of the ordeal. The burglars gave my father a ransom instructing him of a time and date to save me."
"What happened?" Naruto asked, concerned.
She deeply sighed as her memories came back to her. "Nothing at first. But when my father didn't show... The men became restless and violent. One of them, out of patience, pointed a barrel of a gun at me."
Naruto paled.
"At the moment, I honestly truly thought I was going to die... instead the shot from someone else's gun rang in the air and hit him. The police scattered killed all the men and saved me."
Naruto looked relieved. "I guess, in your own way, you won the lottery," he added.
She nodded. "It's hard but you should never give up faith."
Naruto was oddly silent as he seemed to absorb her words. Hinata glanced at the clock and let out a silent grumble. 3:47am. She was definitely not going to work tomorrow.
Facing her guest, she said, which sounded more like a question than statement, "Um, it's very late. I think it's time we should go to sleep?" she noticed him tense and quickly added, "You'll take my room and I'll stay in the living room."
"Where will you sleep?" He unsurely asked.
"The sofa."
Naruto looked at her in utter confusion. "But-"
She interrupted, "You're my guest so you get the bed. Please?"
He looked torn but eventually complied.
After getting him prepared to sleep, she sent him to her room. She then brushed her own teeth and gurgled some scope. Tying her hair to a high pony tail, she headed to the couch and exhaustedly laid down in pure happiness. Her tense muscles relaxed deliciously against the old squeaky cushions.
It felt great. No where near as comfortable as her bed but great none the less. She was beyond tired and fell asleep in no time. Somewhere along the night, something strange was stirring her awake. She reluctantly tried her best to ignore it.
Strangely, she felt her warm sweats being pulled down to her knees and letting the cool night air hit her exposed thighs and legs. Goosebumps rose in her skin from the unexplainable Coldness. She rubbed her thighs together to produce some warmth.
Two large warm objects suddenly cupped her knees and spread her bare legs open. Hinata instinctively tried to close her limbs but the objects held her firmly a part and allowed something large to sit between the gap. Hinata straddled the thing between her legs trying to figure out what exactly it was.
Suddenly, she felt a hot silky wet appendage licked its way up from her leg to her thigh. It sucked and nibbled against her delicate skin. The sensations felt unbelievable. It had her shivering and arching itself closer to the welcoming pleasure.
"Mm," she moaned in her drowsy state.
The closer this unknown hot appendage licked its way to her nether regions, the hotter her body felt. Her core throbbed and her panties were beginning to grow damp! Before thinking anymore into the strangeness of it, tease-full strokes touched her inner thigh, right the edge where underwear ended, making her hips instinctively buck.
She let out a whine.
The two objects from her knees moved up to hold down her waist as the unknown sucking wetness finally reached her most desired destination; the center of her panties. It firmly pressed down against her core causing eruptions of pleasure to run up and down her spine. It flicked and sucked over every part over the cloth, with different strokes and pressures. Her sex opened and clenched as her heart accelerated.
Her hips bucked more wildly as she frustratingly moaned. The barrier from her panties were preventing her from having more friction, which she desperately wanted more of. As if hearing her struggles, her underwear slide down and left her bare from her bottom half. She tensed in anticipation as hot heavy breathes hit her exposed core.
The hot slick muscle finally touched her silky folds.
Oh-
Her back arched as she shot her eyes fluttering open to see the ceiling. Amazing electrifying pleasure rocketed through her as her fingernails dug into the sofa cushions. The way this soft intruding thing explored inside of her, thrusting and curling deliciously against her foreign walls; it was touching places she never knew could be touched! And the way it encircled her sensitive puckered clit...
My-
Her toes curled in disbelief as her legs tighten the object closer to her pulsing heat. Throwing hands over her sweaty red face, she paused. The things she was feeling felt like very much real physical things touching her. This wasn't a dream. She was awake!
Fully alerted, she sat up in shock to see dark blue eyes between her parted legs looking hungrily right back at her.
"Naru-ah-to?" She gasped with a flushed face.
He pulled a bit away to run his tongue on her puckered clit. She whimpered and slightly tightened her legs around his neck in shivering bliss.
She grind into his mouth.
No, this was wrong! So very wrong! What was she doing?!
She unwillingly unlatching her legs, her fingers roughly grasped his blond hair and pulled his head away from her clenching heat. Her ears were red as her body hummed for more.
"W-What are you doing?" She breathlessly demanded.
"I'm giving you what you paid for," he replied and he seductively licked off white juices from his lips.
She paled. Frantically moving away from him, she pulled her panties and sweats up in one swipe. She felt so wrong, so dirty, like some used piece of toy thrown away in the garbage can.
"I told you I didn't want this," she trembled out, shaking.
He frowned at her hurt expression. "It was the only way I can think of repaying you. It's the least I can do after you fed and healed me."
"I didn't want this!" She shouted at him for the first time ever. Naruto frighteningly stepped back, realizing he must have made a very grave mistake. Tears filled her hurt eyes.
"Hinata-"
"I told you I didn't want this!" she continued to lash out.
Humiliation didn't even cover half of what she felt at the moment. Hinata had never shown her body to anyone before and he was giving her oral! She covered her face and ran into the restroom. Locking herself in, she fell down and quietly cried. The scene earlier repeating itself like a broken record while her core continued to pulse.
How could she enjoy that? She felt like such horrid garbage. After everything she'd done for him? How could this happen?
She paused as she remembered Naruto's broken hearted face. He didn't do it purposely, she slowly realized. In some sick twisted way, he thought what he was doing what she wanted. So it wasn't all of his fault. Not really.
She let out a frustrated sigh.
So what should she do? Kick him out? Ban him from her home? Her heart pained at the thought. No, she couldn't do that with his wounds. She knew, even with this event, Naruto was a good person inside. He was just misguided, really reallly misguided, and needed her to be extra clear with her boundaries.
She nodded to herself.
So, it was decided. She'd give him one more and final chance. She'd be really clear to him.
Those types of sexual actions he did were reserved solely for a special someone; someone she loved and who loved her as much in return. She wanted a deep connection, not some one night stand and definitely not with a prostitute. She would have to tell him that.
Letting out a drawn out breath, her emotions finally settled. Hinata hesitantly walked outside to the living room and kept her gaze firmly connected to the ground.
"Naruto?" She softly called.
When she heard no answer she looked up to see him huddled in the far corner of the wall. He was sitting on the floor dejectedly covering his face with his hands.
"Naruto?" She called a bit louder as she made her way to him.
She saw him tremble. "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry," he mumbled out. "I didn't think you didn't want it. I thought you just wanted it kinker and- and-"
The way he was acting was heartbreaking. It made her feel worse thinking she was partly the cause but she was going to stand her ground. She kneeled in front of him and forced a smile.
"Naruto, please look at me." He looked up to meet her gaze. She sighed, "I think we had a small.. misunderstanding."
Naruto grimaced. "I wouldn't call it small," he replied before rubbing his own tears away with his arm.
"You're right. It was a very big misunderstanding. I probably didn't make myself clear enough the first time around so I'll try to now. I'll let you stay in my home on the condition that you do not try to start any type of sexual activity with me. You see, I-I'm saving myself," she replied as evenly as she could muster. Her cheeks felt beyond warm.
"What do you mean?" He probed.
"I'm... I'm a virgin." Her face burned. "I want to hold off those types of experiences till I meet a special someone in the future."
"Special someone?"
She nodded. "Yes, like a boyfriend or a husband where we both care deeply for one another. You and me, on the other hand, don't really know each other so I think you really should not do those types of things to me. I'd very much appreciated."
"So, you're not kicking me out?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm giving you one last chance. As long as you never do that to me again..."
He eagerly nodded his head in agreement. "Yes, a million times yes. You have my word."
Hinata let the tenseness go. She felt relieved to let that out and be reassured when he agreed.
The blond male pouted. "But how am I supposed to pay you back?"
She blinked. "You don't need to repay me," she said.
Naruto straightened up. "But I have to."
"No, you don't."
"I do," he stressed much more fiercely. "You've been nothing but nice to me. You don't hit me or yell at me. Well, at least you don't yell a lot, " he was referring to their earlier dispute. "I just wanted to please you enough so you'd maybe buy me again..."
"Naruto..." She was lost without words. Her heart felt like it shriveled up and shattered to a billion of tiny pieces.
Looking to the ground, she silently cursed the world for this man's fate. To think he did all of that to get to her to buy him again. She really didn't want to think of this anymore. She wanted to rest.
"Naruto, how about we try sleeping again? We'll have this conversation another time?" She suggested.