The Boss's Daughter
HidaHina
Hidan sighed as he lit a cigarette and propped himself against the wall of the club. He inhaled deeply and slipped his eyes shut as he pulled the cigarette from between his lips and released the puff of smoke from between his pursed lips. His fingers brushed over the pendant on his chest, and he pulled it up to kiss it before he slipped it back down his shirt. He looked over to see Kakuzu watching him intently. "The fuck you want?" he snapped, and his coworker rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
"You shouldn't be smoking while on the clock." His friend muttered and he rolled his eyes as he took another puff, only to then lift his shoe and put it out on the bottom of it. "There. Happy now?" he grumbled, and the other man sighed. The other man would never be happy as long as he lived, all he cared about was the money. And the bribes he took to let people in the club that weren't VIPs. The man was insufferable.
He wrung his fingers out and sighed as he wanted nothing more than to light up another cigarette. He liked his job, don't get him wrong, he just had an addiction to nicotine that resolved his stress. He wrung his fingers together and locked his arms behind his head as he watched the line steadily grow before him. Unlike Kakuzu, he didn't give two shits about the money involved in working here. He was just here to flirt with the women, and deny them entry because they thought flirting would get them in. He chuckled internally when he thought about all the times women thought that flirting with him was going to get them in the club.
However, there was always one woman he was always nice to. She was the exception. She was the boss's daughter after all and while the man would prefer for him to be nice to her because of this, he was nice to her because she was always polite and greeted him. She treated him with respect and dignity, and he appreciated her for that. She was the only one who treated him like a regular person rather than an asshole that blocked the door.
His magenta eyes slipped shut and he allowed his arms to drop so he could cram his hands into his pocket. He cracked his eyes open the moment he heard her voice. "H-hi Hidan." she greeted softly as she made her way over to him. He looked down at her and she blushed under his gaze. "Hello." he greeted and took in her appearance. She was wearing a knee length black strappless dress that had a slit up the right thigh. She was wearing heels, so she was tall enough to meet his gaze for once and yet she still couldn't meet his eyes.
"You look lovely Hinata." Kakuzu said and she smiled softly over at the dark-haired man. She looked behind her to see that her friends were all walking up. He knew the blonde one as Naruto, her current boyfriend. Sasuke and Sakura were attached at the hip and Neji gave him a curt nod as he made his way over to them, his girlfriend attached at his hip as well. He couldn't help the annoyed feeling that fluttered through him as he looked at the blonde man once more.
He didn't like the blonde man one bit.
He unlinked the red rope and let her friends in first, while she lingered behind and watched him carefully for a moment. She looked back and saw a blonde woman making her way over to them. He knew this one as well, Ino. She was Hinata's best friend other than Sakura. She was the only one that was single though. The blonde batted her lashes at him as she waked by and he rolled his eyes. He had no interest in her.
"Thank you, Hidan." she said, and he nodded as she turned to make her way inside. He watched her as she left, and he sighed. "Give up already. She has no interest in you." Kakuzu sighed and he rolled his eyes at the man. "It isn't like that." he grumbled, but the man sighed and shook his head. "It's written all over your face that you like her." Kakuzu said as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Fuck off." he grumbled, only to fold his arms over his chest and look into the club to see her sitting at the bar.
"Hidan, Kakuzu." a familiar voice greeted, and he turned his gaze from the woman to the one who spoke. "Sir." he greeted and offered a hand to the man. Hiashi Hyuuga, his boss. The taller man shook his hand firmly and turned to his greedy counterpart and his hand as well. He glanced behind him in the club once more and saw that Hinata was still sitting alone at the bar, her supposed boyfriend nowhere to be found.
Of course.
He turned back to her father and the man was watching him intently. "Hidan?" the older man asked, and he sighed, he had been caught. "Just keeping an eye on her sir. You know how people are." he said, and the man nodded and offered him a hand once more, to which he took it and shook it once more. "Good man, thank you for always looking out for her." he said and Hidan nodded. "Of course, sir." he said and breathed a sigh as the man turned and made his way inside.
He didn't have the guts to admit he had been eyeing those long slender legs that hung off the barstool. She was a shy woman, but she dressed for the attention, that was for sure. He tore his eyes away from the tip of the slit where he could see just how smooth her skin was. The woman drove him mad when she wore dresses like that, and he was dying to know what she would look like without it.
Not that he was going to act on his less rational thoughts, but they were still there. He respected his boss and would never disrespect him in such a manner as sleeping with his daughter, no matter how much the idea appealed to him. He turned his head back to the front and crossed his arms over his chest once more. A smirk twitched at his lips, and he glanced over at Kakuzu. "You gotta admit she's fucking gorgeous though." he said and Kakuzu rolled his eyes.
"Too young for me and too shy." he said and Hidan shrugged. The woman was only a year younger than him so it made sense he wouldn't be bothered by her age. Kakuzu shook his head and stepped out of the way to allow some more VIPs inside and he watched as they made their way to a booth in the back. The hours passed by slowly and he looked behind him to see that he was being beckoned to let some people from behind the rope in.
He nodded and let ten of them in at a time, he didn't want to reach max capacity too swiftly. He checked ID's and sent the underage ones out of the line. He scanned ID's that didn't look right, and people cursed him as he sent the ones with fake ID's out of the line as well. As fast as he allowed people in, the line was filling back up. He sighed and swapped spots with Kakuzu. "You check ID's, I need a smoke break.
He stepped around the corner when Kakuzu agreed to let him. He flipped the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and slipped one between his lips. He flicked his lighter and lit the cigarette, taking a deep drag from it. He sighed and slicked his hair back with his other hand. He heard soft giggles and turned to see someone else in the alleyway. He tilted his head to the side and saw that Naruto and Ino were kissing against the wall.
Rage built up in his soul as he stalked over to the man who cursed the moment that he caught sight of him. "Hidan, I can explain!" he pleaded but the fist connected with his cheek before he could do anything. He had hit him so hard that blood spattered his face. He grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt and was about to hit him again, but the side door to the club opened up and he locked eyes with saddened lavender.
Ino slumped against the wall and struggled to zip her shirt back up. "Hinata, this isn't what it looks like!" Ino exclaimed and the lavender eyed woman looked between the two blondes and tears filled her eyes, as well as rage. "Escort them off the property." she whispered, and he nodded. He flung the blonde man towards the end of the alley, and he turned and tried to hit him back, but he reared back and knocked him the fuck out with a swift jab to the jaw once more, splattering more blood onto him.
He never once dropped his cigarette and that impressed him. Ino scrambled over to Naruto and tucked herself under his armpit to carry him out of the alley. "Kakuzu, don't let them back in." he called, and the man made a noise saying he had heard. He turned to see if Hinata was ok, but all he heard was the clacking of her heels as she made her way over to him. She reached up with a washcloth and wiped the blood from his face ever so gently.
He pulled his cigarette from between his lips and flicked the ash onto the ground. He didn't put it back between his lips until she had finished dabbing the blood away. "Do you have another shirt?" she asked, and he shook his head. "Come with me. It won't be the most appealing, but Neji has an extra that might fit you." she offered softly, and he shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine." he said, and she jerked her head up to look at him, only for him to zip up his black leather jacket.
"See?" he said, and she nodded and turned to make her way back inside, but she stopped at the doorway and watched him with saddened eyes. "Why did you hit him? Most people would have just ignored him cheating on me." she whispered, and he sighed as he took another drag from his cigarette. "Because you don't deserve that." he said and flicked the ash onto the ground once more.
A saddened smile crossed her lips and she nodded. "Thank you, Hidan." she said as she made her way inside once more. He looked down to the partial cigarette between his fingers and he sighed. He needed another when this one was done. He finished up his smoke break and made his way back around the front of the club. When he got there, he grimaced as Kakuzu was talking with the police already. He waited for the police to leave and then stepped out from around the corner.
"They were only here to take an incident report. The blonde girl called them on you saying you assaulted her boyfriend, but Hiashi handled it for the most part. You have nothing to worry about." Kakuzu said and he raised a brow. Had everyone heard what had happened in only fifteen minutes? He sighed and slicked his hair back once more. She looked inside to see Hinata watching him with an odd look in her eyes. He offered her a nod and she smiled at him softly.
"Ino said you had blood all over you, what happened to that?" Kakuzu mused and he unzipped his jacket to show the man the spatter on his white shirt. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that She was watching him with an unreadable look in her eyes. He felt a chill run down his spine as he heard the all too familiar voice of her father from behind him. "Hidan, come with me for a moment." Hiashi called out to him, and he cursed under his breath. He knew he was gonna get it now.
"Yes, sir." he grumbled and turned to make his way inside. He hadn't actually been inside Hiashi's office for years now. Not since he got the job at eighteen. He followed the man into the back of the club and up the spiraling stairs that led to his office that had a view of the entire club. It was right beside the VIP section, and he briefly wondered why Hinata never went up there. He closed the door behind him and sat in the leather chair that Hiashi had offered him.
They sat in silence for a few minutes as Hiashi poured himself a glass of bourbon and downed it swiftly and effortlessly. He couldn't stand the taste of the stuff quite honestly, tasted like the inside of a barrel and he hated it. Like wood almost. "Would you like a glass?" he asked as he dropped a ball of ice into the glass. He nodded. He would suffer through the disgust for the man before him. Hiashi poured him a full glass and handed it to him.
"Please, get comfortable, we will be here for a while." he said, and a chill rushed down his spine once more. It wasn't threatening, it was more so amicable towards him, but he didn't trust it honestly. "So, as you may have heard, I know what you did." he began as Hidan brought the glass up to his lips and took a sip. This bourbon actually was pretty decent, much to his surprise. "Ah yes. I remembered you didn't like bourbon." he said, and he looked at the man before him who was dressed in a tidy suit.
"This is pretty fucking good though." he chuckled and Hiashi raised a brow at his language. "Sorry boss." he said, and the man shook his head, raising a hand to tell him it was fine. "Sorry about the commotion boss." he sighed and leaned back in the chair, loosely tossing one leg over the other one. "Would you like to smoke?" Hiashi asked and Hidan raised a brow as an ash tray was set before him. He pulled out his box of cigarettes and slipped one into his mouth.
He reached for his lighter, but Hiashi had a fancy gold plated lighter lit before he could find his own. He leaned forward and lit the cigarette, taking a few small puffs from it before he leaned back in the chair once more. "I have a bit of an issue, Hidan." Hiashi said as he clipped a cigar and placed it between his lips and lit it up. "What's that boss?" he asked and Hiashi held up a hand to him. "Call me Hiashi, please." he said and Hidan nodded.
"Now you see, I respect you. You're strong-willed and physically intimidating as well." Hiashi said, pausing only to release a smoke ring. "But my daughter... she is not. People tend to run over her and do what they want regardless." he said with a sigh as he looked at the graduation picture of Hinata sitting on his desk. His magenta eyes took in the image that was shown to him by the man. She was wearing a long pitch black dress that accentuated her curves perfectly and displayed her perfect alabaster skin.
"And you... You seem to want something from me, so I want something from you as well." The man said and he furrowed his brows as he looked up at Hiashi once more. He didn't understand what the man was trying to say. He couldn't think of anything he wanted from the man before him. He was just happy to have a job here. "Don't even try to say you don't want anything from me. I know what you want." Hiashi chuckled lowly and turned the picture towards him once more.
He chuckled and scratched the back of his neck gently with the hand that wasn't holding his cigarette. He quickly took a hit from it and dabbed the ash into the ash tray, as did Hiashi. "I see the way you look at her, you know." he said and Hidan sighed and leaned forward to sip his drink once more. "You'll have to forgive me, sir. I never meant to impose upon you or your daughter." he said with a sigh as he hit his cigarette once more.
"I never said you were. I was just going to get to the point of this conversation." Hiashi said and he snapped his head up to him in confusion. "What I want from you, is to protect her. Make her stronger." he said and Hidan furrowed his brows. "Hurt her and you'll never be seen again." He threatened, which made him purse his lips and nod. There was the intimidation that he knew the man was known for. The man wasn't just a club owner, he knew this. His magenta eyes darted to all the men in suits sitting in VIP and he knew the man had... other obligations to tend to.
"So, what do you say? Do you think you can protect her for me?" he asked and Hidan frowned at the man. "I'm not saying you have to date her, unless you truly want to. I just want you to be... something of a bodyguard for her." he explained and Hidan scratched his cheek as he thumped his ash into the dish once more. "I... I don't know... I know it's a huge responsibility, but what if she doesn't want me around her all the time?" he asked and Hiashi chuckled as he downed the rest of his bourbon.
"I don't think that will be an issue. I think you're more concerned with the possibility that she wouldn't want to date you." Hiashi mused and he repressed the scowl he harbored for the older male. He couldn't really be mad though; the man was basically offering his daughter to him on a silver platter. Which meant he thought highly of him, highly enough to be willing to let him date his precious daughter.
"Fine, I'll do it. I'll be her damn bodyguard. What's the stipulations?" he asked as he downed the second glass of bourbon the man had gotten him. "Do not hurt her, and do not let her be hurt again. And do not let her know that this is what you're doing. She will not want you around if she knows you're her new bodyguard." Hiashi said as he puffed on the cigar once more. "I think I can do that." he sighed and hit his cigarette once more.
"Good. You start tonight. You will have increased pay from here on out." Hiashi said and he nodded. He wasn't doing it for the pay, and he wasn't going to say it, but the man already seemed to know. "Now go on down there and sit with her. She needs a friend after everything that happened." Hiashi commanded and he nodded as he stood and slipped out of his seat. He put his cigarette out and made his way down the stairs once more.
He could feel her father's gaze on him the entire trek down the stairs. He looked to see Sakura and Sasuke sitting to her left and Sakura had Hinata's head leaned on her shoulder. He made his way over to them with his hands crammed in his pants pockets. "Do you mind if I take a seat?" he asked and Hinata lifted her head to face him, and he frowned as he took in her tear-stained face and reddened eyes. An unfamiliar feeling overcame him, and he frowned and shoved the feeling away.
"S-sure..." she said softly, and he nodded as he sat down beside her. Sasuke and Sakura were watching him in concern, and he sighed and leaned back on the bar stool somewhat. "I uh... got reassigned because of what I did. Can't have me on the outside anymore." He groaned, and she ducked her head and fiddled with her hands in her lap. "I'm sorry." she said softly, and he shook his head. "Honestly, I think I got a much better gig anyways. Fuck standing at the door all the time." he chuckled, and she looked up at him in confusion.
"Really?" she asked, and he nodded. "Yeah. I got a better paying gig because I waylaid that little shit for what he did." he chuckled, and she looked back down to her lap. "Oh, fuck... sorry." he sighed and waved Konan over. She stepped up to him and he ordered himself and her a drink. "I forgot you cared about him. That's my fault." he sighed as Konan placed his drink before him. He raised the cup to his lips, and she looked over at him once more.
She was just watching him silently. "What? I got something on my face?" he asked, and she shook her head and looked back down to her hands, a pinkened tint rising to her cheeks. "Well, Hinata... I'm sorry this happened tonight of all nights, but we have to go home, ok? We will see you tomorrow." Sakura said and squeezed Hinata's hand gently. "Goodbye you guys." Hinata said softly and he watched as her fingers wrapped around the drink that he had ordered her. It probably wasn't what she had been drinking, but she looked like she could use something stronger.
She sipped it gingerly, and he just watched her from the corner of his eyes. He tossed an arm over her shoulder, and she jolted up to look at him in shock. "Sorry, I have no boundaries." He laughed, and she cracked a hint of a smile as he leaned down to her. "And you have all the boundaries." He sighed and went to remove his arm, but she leaned her head on his hand, a deep flush on her cheeks.
"How much have you had to drink?" he asked, and she giggled behind her hand. Obviously, she hadn't drank quite enough yet. "Happy birthday, by the way." he said and she blinked over at him in confusion. "I've always known when your birthday was. I used to check your damn ID woman." he groaned as he pulled his arm from around her shoulders. He pulled his pack of cigarettes once more and sighed as he noticed he only had two left.
"I'm going to go have a smoke out the side door, wanna come with me?" he asked, and she watched him for a moment but nodded and slipped off her chair. He slid off his own, although it wasn't such a struggle for him because he was taller than she was. He made his way to the side door and glanced at her as she followed him out. He propped the door open with the stopper and leaned against the wall beside the door. He lit his cigarette and she just stood beside him, wringing her fingers together.
"You ok?" He asked gruffly and she looked over at him and nodded. "Why are you so damn quiet then." he grumbled, and her shoulders slumped lightly. He cursed himself inwardly and sighed. He hadn't meant to upset her, he was just gruff by nature, and she wasn't. "I just... I don't know what to talk about with you." she said softly, and he took a hit and looked over at her. "That's fair enough, we really don't know much about each other." he sighed, and she nodded.
"Well... I like fighting." he said, and she looked up at him. "Within reason. I used to do underground fighting, but it lost its luster." he was lying about that. He still did the underground fighting, he just did it for her father now. He wasn't going to tell her about that though. He knew there was only one person that he would lose to, and that person had retired from fighting for now. He took another hit, and she reached up and pulled the cigarette from between his lips.
He raised a brow as she slipped it between her own and took a small hit. She coughed a little bit but took another hit. Her eyes fluttered shut and he knew she had gotten her first nicotine head rush. She took a longer drag, only to lean up on her tippy toes and place it back between his lips. She breathed out and he watched her for a moment before he wrapped his lips around the cigarette where hers had been and took a long drag.
He wasn't sure what to think of this woman. "What kind are those?" she asked as her eyes slipped open. "Menthol." he said, and she nodded. "I like that." she said, and he quirked a brow at her. She was interesting indeed. "Have you ever smoked weed?" he asked, and she shook her head. "CBD gummies? Edibles?" he asked, and she shook her head once more. He didn't know if her father would approve of him giving her any, but he was going to let her have a small hit.
Just a small one couldn't hurt.
He wasn't going to do it here, though. He wanted to make sure she was somewhere safe when he let her try it. He leaned his head back and took another long drag, only to release the smoke up into the night air. He swallowed softly when her body pressed flush up against his as she reached for the cigarette once more. She snatched it and ended up finishing it. He sighed as he looked in the box and saw that there was only one left in the box, no more had spawned ice the last time he had looked.
He sighed and sat on the steps in front of the door. She just stood there for a moment, only for her to lean to sit down beside him but he grabbed her and sat her down on his right leg. "Can't let you do that. You'll get your dress dirty." he said around the cigarette as he tried to light it. The wind wouldn't let the lighter light and he sighed. She cupped her hand around it and he smirked at her. "Thanks." he said, and she nodded as she slipped the cigarette from between his lips and into her own.
She wrapped an arm around his shoulder to steady herself on his leg, only to turn and bridge the gap between his legs with both of hers. He swallowed softly as she took her hits from his cigarette and flicked the ash off with ease. "Comfortable, are we?" he asked in amusement and her legs dropped down off of him. She placed his cigarette back between his lips and moved to slip off of his lap, but he placed a hand on her thigh to stop her. "I didn't say you had to get off, I don't want you ruining your dress after all." he mused, and she blushed lightly but didn't put her legs back up atop his.
He sighed as he took the last drag of his cigarette and put it out on the wall. She slipped off his leg and smoothed her dress, only to step up onto the step above him. He looked up and he could see up the slit of the dress. He leaned forward and stood so he wasn't tempted to look up her dress. He placed a hand on the small of her back and ushered her inside and out of the cold. She looked behind her at him as he closed and locked the door behind him.
"Would you like to drink some more?" she asked, and he nodded. Sounded good to him, he wasn't even close to being buzzed yet. She smiled at him and made her way to the bar once more. She slipped up onto her seat carefully and smoothed her dress once more. He hopped up on the seat to her right and she looked over at him as she spoke ever so politely to Konan. "Two more please." she said softly, and Konan nodded as she began mixing the drinks in front of them.
His eyes drifted down to her thigh and the urge to touch the smooth skin was overwhelming to him. He kept his hands to himself though, because she was an innocent, and he was far from it. The things he would do to her would get him killed and he knew this. He didn't want to hurt her; he just had some... kinks... if you please. Those kinks would no doubt land him in deep shit for their nature. He sighed and kept his hands to himself like a good bodyguard.
She looked over at him with curious eyes as she sipped her drink. "So, why do you want to hang around me?" she asked, and he sighed as he took a sip of his own drink. "Why wouldn't I?" he asked, and she sighed and swirled the dark liquid within the glass. "Because I'm a boring person to be around." she said softly, and he noticed the pink tint to her cheeks was not because she was being shy. She was feeling the effects of her drinks now.
He folded his arms on top of the bar and swirled his drink around in his glass as well. "Well, let me be the judge of that." he said, and she frowned at him. "Daddy put you up to this didn't he?" she asked, and he frowned and shook his head. "Don't lie to me. You wouldn't have any interest in me if it weren't for daddy." she whispered, and he laughed. She slowly turned to look at him, trying to figure out what was so funny. "You're hilarious." he said and leaned closer to her.
"If you must know, you're the only one who has ever treated me with kindness. Everyone else treats me like the douchebag I am." he said, and she frowned at him. "I don't think you're-" "Oh but I am. I'm a fucking asshole of mass proportions." he said, and Konan snorted from behind the bar. "I can confirm. I live with him." she said as she tucked her light blue hair behind her ear before she folded her arms atop the bar too.
Hinata seemed taken back by this revelation and he wondered what could be going through her mind. "Oh, I didn't know you two were together." Ah there it is. She was making assumptions that were incorrect already. Konan laughed lightly and waved a hand in front of her face. "No way in hell sweetie." She said and he sneered at her. "And you wonder why you're single." she scoffed at him upon seeing the look he was giving her. "Hinata, I'm dating your father's errand boy. Pain, as they call him." Konan explained and her mouth fell open in an 'o' shape.
He propped his head on his hand as he downed his drink yet again. He slammed the glass on the bar top, and she looked over at him in annoyance as she filled it with tequila this time. He shrugged and downed it as well. "You know how I get on tequila, so I blame you for anything that happens." he said, and she smirked at him. "Tequila makes him horny." Konan whispered and Hinata's cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of crimson.
She peeked at him from the corner of her eyes, and he just rolled his at Konan's comment. He knew he wasn't going to do anything with the younger woman, even if he were sloshed. He knew how to contain himself, especially around someone as gentle and kind as Hinata. His polar opposite, in all honesty. He watched as Hinata slipped off her stool and watched him for a moment before she turned and made her way to the bathroom.
He watched as she vanished into the doorway and he snapped his head to look at Konan, fury burning in his eyes. "Your little crush is cute. Just remember who she is." Konan said before he could even get a word out. "You think I don't fucking know that. Good fucking grief." he muttered as he downed another glass of tequila. She watched him with her amber eyes for a moment before she sighed and filled his glass once more. He downed it as he stared her in the eyes.
"What are you trying to do then?" she asked as she propped her head up on the palm of her hand. He could tell she was using her tongue to mess with the inner ball of her piercing, a subtle habit she had. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips and she sighed as he seemed like he wasn't going to answer. "I... don't know." he sighed, and she frowned. "Well, you better figure it out because she's on her way back." She said and he nodded.
He glanced over at her as she slipped back into her seat. She had gone to fix her makeup in the bathroom it seemed. She no longer had the tear trails streaking through her makeup. Instead, she looked just as lovely as she did when she had come in. He raised a brow as she downed his new glass of tequila. He couldn't decide if he wanted to ravage her, or if he wanted to be with her. Both options were very tempting to him. He figured he could suppress certain traits he had just to be with her.
"Would you mind taking me home?" she said, and Konan eyed him wearily. She frowned and mouthed, 'Don't do anything to her,' at him. He nodded and shrugged as he looked her dead in the eyes. He wasn't going to do anything, but she didn't need to know that. She could just sit and worry her little head off. He downed two more shots back-to-back and turned to Hinata and nodded. "Let's go." he said, and she nodded as she slipped off her bar stool and followed him.
"We have both been drinking so we are going to walk. I can come back and get my bike in the morning." he said, and she looked at him oddly. He jerked his head to the enclosed employee parking lot to where his Ducati was sitting. It was silver with a red image of his pendant on the sides. She walked over to the parking lot and unlocked the gate with her key. She walked over to his bike, and she ran her fingers over the image on the side. "It's nice. Could you take me for a ride sometime?" she asked, and he sighed and shook his head.
"Fuck no." he said, and she looked up at him in shock, as if she hadn't expected him to say no. A small smile crossed her lips just then and he raised a brow at her. "What the fuck are you smiling for?" he asked, and she touched the seat of his bike once more before she made her way over to him and giggled up at him. She locked the gate back and grabbed his hand, pulling him gently behind her. He wanted to know what the hell was so fucking funny.
"You wouldn't be able to tell me no if you worked for Daddy. He gives me everything I want." she said, and he frowned at her. "So, what do you want?" he asked, and she looked back at him with half lidded eyes. He swallowed softly as he realized that taking her home might had been a mistake. She stepped to him and pressed her chest to his, her hips coming flush against his as well. "I want you." she whispered, and his eyes slipped shut.
He knew this was a mistake.
He stepped back away from her and sighed. Normally he would give her what she wanted, but she was definitely not in the right state of mind to make this choice tonight. "Hinata I'm going to take you back across the street for the night, ok?" he said, and she shook her head. "I don't want to go back to the bar." she whispered as she stepped up on her tippy toes and wrapped her arms around his neck. This was not how he wanted her. He wanted her to genuinely want him and not just because of the events of the night.
"Come on, we are going to your house." he said, and she stumbled in her heels. He turned to face her and picked her up bridal style as he carried her down the street. He knew where they lived, seeing as he had dropped her off before when she had been drinking, but she had never gotten to this point. She wrapped her arms around his neck once more and nuzzled her nose into his chest. He sighed as he carried her. "Why the fuck do you want me?" He bit out and she leaned up and pecked him on the lips. "Don't fucking do that." he chided, and she tried to do it again, but he turned his head.
"I just... I want you because you're always looking out for me and you're always nice to me." she said, and he frowned. "I'm not a nice person." he said softly, and she turned his head towards her once more, this time he stopped as her lips lingered on his. When she pulled back, he rolled his eyes, and she smiled up at him. "I know you're not nice, but you're nice to me." she said, and he rolled his eyes as he sat her down in front of the gas station they were passing. She looked up at him in confusion as he made his way over to the front door.
She grabbed him by the sleeve and he continued walking inside. He looked down at her and noticed she was shivering, so he sighed as he pulled off his coat and he wrapped it around her shoulders. "Wait here." he said, and she nodded as she stood by the register to wait for him. He made his way to the back and grabbed an energy drink from the cooler. His eyes darted up to the mirrors above the coolers to see who had walked in the moment he heard the door chime.
Hinata was looking at snacks around the corner. The Man looked around before pulling a gun on the man running the register. He was grateful for Hinata's inability to listen this time. The man started telling the cashier to give him all the money he had in the register and Hidan sighed softly as he stalked up behind the man. As soon as the man tried to whirl on him with the weapon, he slammed his hands together on the man's ears and he cried out and held his hands to his ears in his panic. Hidan grabbed the gun from him, ejected the live round, caught it in midair and ejected the magazine. He placed the gun, the magazine, and the lone bullet on the counter in front of the cashier.
"Get your bitch ass outta here." he scoffed as he shoved the would-be robber out the door of the store with a foot in his ass. He looked back to the cashier, who was staring at him in awe. He glanced over and Hinata was staring at him with something swimming in her eyes that he couldn't tell what it actually was. "Fuckin hell." he muttered as he turned away from her and pulled out his wallet. He leaned on the counter and pointed at a box of cigarettes. The man nodded and grabbed him a box of them. "Better yet gimme two of em." he said, and the man nodded and pulled down a second box.
"Do what you will with that fucking thing." He said, motioning for the gun sitting on the counter. He paid for them and offered one of the energy drinks to Hinata as they set off once more. He no longer had to carry her, which was a relief. Seemed that the whole ordeal with the man with the gun sobered her up a bit. He lit up a cigarette and sighed in relief as he walked down the street. He knew he smoked too much, but it was whatever. He wasn't here for a long time, just a good one. So far there wasn't much good about the time he was having.
His eyes darted to the woman walking beside him and he crammed his hands in his pockets as he walked. "What?" he asked, and she looked at him once more. "You don't want me anymore, do you?" He chuckled and she sighed as she hurried to catch up with his much longer strides. She looped her arm with his and pressed herself into his side. He shook his head as he flicked the ash off to the side. "Why do you want me?" he asked, and she looked up at him and smiled brilliantly.
"Because you're everything I'm not." he said, and he had to admit that the way she was looking at him made him feel some kind of way. He wasn't used to her showing him this much attention, and he was skeptical of it. "Hmph." he just focused on the sidewalk ahead of them. His eyes following each and every crack in the concrete. She was humming softly as her face was pressed against his arm. He couldn't understand what this woman wanted of him.
He looked up to see her house was coming into view and he sighed in slight relief. It wasn't that he wanted to be free of her, but more so he wanted her to come back to him when she was sober and say these things. He looked down at the beautiful woman and sighed. He wanted her too, but there was no way in hell that information could ever be tortured out of him. The warmth she radiated into him everywhere she touched was immaculate and he wanted to see how it felt to touch her bare skin.
He grimaced as he realized it was not that he wanted to do unspeakable things to her, it was that he wanted her to want him to do them to her. And drunk Hinata was probably going to be down for anything he wanted to do to her. Images of him burying his teeth into the side of her neck roughly flashed through his mind and he was ashamed of himself, that wasn't even the most disturbing thought he was having about her. He looked down at her and sighed.
Upon hearing him sigh she leaned her head away from his arm and looked up at him. He swallowed and the images of him tasting her skin flickered through his mind. "Are you ok, Hidan?" she asked, and he nodded. He would be perfectly fine as long as he didn't touch her. He looked up and opened the gate to her sidewalk. He knew she lived alone, which made him swallow nervously once more.
He led her up the sidewalk to her front door and she reached in her purse to pull out her keys. She unlocked the door and pushed it open. She turned around and looked at him once more. Her long lashes fluttered at him seductively and she pulled off his jacket and stepped to him. He pulled his hands out of his pockets and allowed her to slip his arms back through his jacket. He pulled it up over his shoulders and she offered him a hand.
He didn't take it. "Hinata, I can't." He stressed, and she batted those eyes at him once more. He shook his head, and she stepped closer to him weaving her fingers between his and pressing herself against him fully. His eyes slipped shut and he tried his best to will away the hardness between his legs. She rubbed her hips against his and her dress started to ride up. He unlinked their hands, and he pulled her dress back down and placed his hands on her hips to hold her still.
"You need to fucking stop." He growled into her ear, and she gasped as he dug his fingers into her hips roughly. He leaned away and loosened his grip on her, he hadn't meant to hurt her. He stepped away from her and she closed the distance between them once more. "If you won't sleep with me, let me just have one thing." she whispered, and he sighed as he ran a hand through his hair once more.
"What is that?" He growled and she grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him down to her level. She pressed her lips to his and his chest clenched as she moved her lips against his unmoving ones. She reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled it roughly, making him nip her lip in retaliation. This seemed to be just what she wanted because she moaned. His eyes slipped shut at the sound and he started to kiss back which made her press herself further against him.
He felt his self-control slipping the more she mewled beneath him, so he pulled away from her and stepped back away from her. "I have to go... Now." he said, and she frowned at him. "Why won't you sleep with me?" she demanded, and he turned to look at her once more. He stalked over to her, and she didn't flinch when he got in her face. "Because you don't want me! You just want to fuck because I knocked the piss out of that blonde sack of shit! You don't want me!" he jabbed at her chest with each word of the last sentence.
"And I don't want to hurt you!" He snarled, and she watched him curiously. She reached for him once more, but he stepped out of her reach. "I do want you." she said firmly, and he shook his head at her. "You don't know what you want. What I have to offer you is not what you want." He snapped and she smiled at him as she reached to grab his sleeve once more, but he jerked away from her again. "I do know what I want... I have wanted you for so long... I'm just free to be able to do so now." she said, and he laughed at her.
"Go to bed Hinata. Talk to me when you're sober and can really tell me what you want. For now, go the fuck to bed." He snapped, and she nodded. "I doubt you'll even remember any of this." he chuckled as he backed away from her once more. He turned and started walking down the sidewalk, but she ran and wrapped her arms around his hips tightly. He pried her arms off of him once more and he turned to face her, leaning down to her level once more. He roughly grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her face to face with him. The rougher he was with her the more she mewled when he touched her.
He crushed his lips to hers roughly and she moaned into his mouth as their lips melded together. He wanted to fuck her. He really did. But not like this. He wanted her sober and able to enjoy every second of what he would do to her. He wanted her to beg him to let her cum. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her, but he wanted her to do this sober. Not fucked up on tequila. "Good fucking night." he said when he pulled away from her.
He forced her into the house and closed the door behind her. He heard her sigh through the door and curse, which made his brows shoot up. He had never heard her curse before. "Come say these things to me when you're sober. Then and only then will I believe you. And then I might actually do something about that problem you're suffering from." he taunted, and she scoffed through the door. "Fuck you." she said, and he laughed deeply.
"Goodnight." he said, and she locked the door and stomped her way to the back of the house. He could hear every clack of her heels as she stormed away. He lit up another cigarette and pulled out his phone. He called Hiashi and waited for the man to answer. "Yes?" he asked and Hidan took a drag and sighed. "Hinata is home safe sir." he told the man and Hiashi hummed softly. "Did she figure you out?" he asked and Hidan frowned.
"No sir, she just wanted other things from me that I'm not comfortable with." he said and Hiashi sighed. "I may have forgotten to mention that she gets this way, forgive me." he said and Hidan raised a brow. No shit sherlock. "It's fine sir." he said, and the older man told him a few things and hung up the phone. He looked back at the house and saw that she was staring at him through the window. She motioned for him to come to the window, and he sighed as he complied.
She scribbled something down on a piece of paper and he frowned. It was her phone number. He called the number, and she picked up her phone and answered. "What the fuck do you want now?" he asked, and she laughed into the phone. "That, that's what I wanted." she said, and he quirked a brow. "I wanted you to be mean to me again." she said, and he watched as she motioned for him to go to another window. He made his way to the window in the back bedroom, and he watched as she opened the bay window blinds and smiled at him.
"What the fuck do you want?" He growled, and she slipped out of her dress in front of the window. She was beautiful, her skin looked as smooth as white glass and her dark hair cascaded around her form making it look like she was glowing in the moonlight. His eyes fluttered shut as he pictured all the things he wanted to do to her, to gently mar that perfect flesh; in a non-permanent way of course.
"What am I?" she asked as she held the phone to her ear once more. "A teasing little whore." he spat, and her cheeks flushed red as she trailed her fingers up her body and stuck them into her mouth. He watched as she sucked on her ring and middle fingers only to lean back on the bed that was in front of the window and stick them inside herself one at a time with a moan. He swallowed nervously as he felt himself swell to the sound of her moans. He tried to adjust himself as he watched her please herself before his very eyes.
"Naughty little slut." He bit out into the phone, and she started touching herself with her other hand as well. He realized what this was now, she had a deprecation kink. That was definitely something he could work with. He had had no idea that she had this kind of kink, he definitely never would have guessed it. "Tell me what I am..." she pleaded into the phone, and he chuckled. "A beautiful princess is all I see, Hinata." he whispered into the phone and her movements slowed to a halt.
"Open the door and you will get to cum." he said, and she shook her head. "You wouldn't fuck me before why should I let you now?" she asked, and he smirked at her through the glass. "Because you're going to be a good girl and let me in. You want something from me." he said, and she unlatched the window and opened it. She hung up the phone and so did he. "Goodnight Hinata." he said seductively as he closed the window from the outside. She latched it once more and flipped him off. He blew her a kiss, knowing full well he had ruined her mood.
She was going to have to wait, he promised it would be worth it if she did. He smoked the whole walk home willing away the problem between his own legs. He raised a brow and ruffled his hair out of place. His bangs started to fall into his face and he didn't care. A deprecation kink. How wild was that? It made sense though, her dad bought her anything and everything she could possibly need and treated her like a princess, so why wouldn't she want to feel like a piece of shit while getting absolutely railed.
He chuckled to himself as he walked in the front door to his house. It was a large house and all of them lived there together. They all had soundproofed walls for obvious reasons. He made his way into his room and locked the door behind him. He still managed to get home before Konan and the others, which was a relief. He flopped on his bed and folded his arms beneath his head. His phone beeped and he leaned up and grabbed his phone off his nightstand.
He saw that it was Hinata's number, and he sighed and opened the message. There was a video in the text, and he tapped on it to see what it was. The sound was what hit him first. The wet sound of her fingers pumping in and out of her. Then it was the sound of her little whimpers and her calling herself a dirty little whore. He swallowed nervously as the video went on. Her other hand came down and she started rubbing little circles. He watched as her legs trembled and she clamped her knees together in the air, she was doing it like this just so he could see her fully.
Her moans got louder as she arched her back and gasped his name. That was what made his eyes flutter shut. The desperate whimper of his name as she came. What a little tantalizing vixen she was. 'What do you want from me?' he texted, and he waited to see what she would say. 'I want to see you cum for me.' she said, and he chuckled, he knew this was what she wanted from him. He knew she also wanted him to fuck her, but that would be another day.
He could do this one thing for her though. He watched her video over and over until the sound of her whimpering his name was engrained in his mind. He unbuttoned his pants and lifted his hips to ditch them in the floor. His boxers followed and he grabbed the lotion from beside his bedside table. He lathered some in his hands before he gripped himself with one hand and started to stroke himself.
He held the phone up and began recording himself as he stroked himself. The sound of her whimpering his name rang through his mind and he bit his lip as he focused on that. He wanted to hear her beg in person instead of a phone speaker, but this would do for now. Long slow strokes and he felt himself tighten up. Thick white ropes of cum sprang forth and covered his hand. He finished recording and he grabbed the towel from beside his bed. He cleaned himself off and sent the video to her.
He set his phone down and pulled his boxers back on. He lit up a cigarette and his eyes slipped shut as he inhaled the smoke. he exhaled and checked his phone as soon as he heard it beep once more. He tapped on her message and chuckled as he read it. 'Oh... my... God...' was all she had to say, and he chuckled. Another message came through and he raised a brow at this one. 'I want you to do that in me.'
'Tell me that when you're sober.' he sent back, and she sent him a mad emoji. She would be just fine.
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She sighed as she made her way to the club. She hadn't been there in over a week; she was too embarrassed to show her face to him after what had happened. She still texted him though, and he texted back. They had actually held a decent conversation with each other. They had talked about everything under the sun and had even discussed meeting up outside of the club. She liked the idea of an actual date with him. She wasn't going to drink this time, even though it was her liquid courage that got her a cum shot video in the first place. A deep blush coated her cheeks as she thought about that particular part of him.
She clutched her purse to her lap, and she wondered if it would feel as good as she imagined it would. She stepped out of her father's car, and she looked around the lot for the Silver Ducati. It was nowhere to be found, but she could see him standing across the street by the front door of the club. She saw a silver mustang with the same red emblems as the bike and she assumed it was his vehicle. She looked back at her father, and he offered her a small smile.
"Do you have everything you need for tonight?" he asked, and she thought it over for a moment. "I want Hidan. He offered to take me out to eat and I want to go with him." she said, and he nodded. "I think I can make that happen." he said, and she smiled softly at him. Her eyes landed on the silver-haired twenty-three-year-old and she couldn't help but be curious about him. She looked both ways and she walked across the street towards him. His eyes locked on her, and he raised a lone silver brow. "Hi Hidan..." she said softly, and he smirked at her.
She could tell he was going to make a comment but stopped when her father appeared behind her. "Hidan, take care of Hinata tonight. She said you two were going out to eat somewhere." he said, and she smiled softly at her father as Hidan nodded. He slipped past Hidan and she looked into his magenta eyes, they were beautiful eyes and she wanted nothing more than to stare into them as she kissed him.
She liked Hidan, not just because of her kink. She liked him because he treated her differently than anyone else treated her and he didn't fall for her bullshit. She liked that about him though. She turned to see Kakuzu watching her carefully and she smiled at him. "How are you doing this afternoon, Kakuzu?" she asked, and he furrowed his brow at her. "I'm fine, but something seems different about you... did you put on different makeup?" he asked, and she nodded. She liked the fact that he had noticed.
She had winged her eyeliner and put on red lipstick. It was minimalist but looked elegant on her. Hidan smirked at her and leaned close to her ear. "Are we looking for praise or deprecation today?" he asked softly, and she blushed dark red. He had genuinely figured out what her kink was... just goes to show he is smarter than she thought he was. His attention to detail was impeccable. She turned her head and kissed him on the cheek before she offered him her hand.
Kakuzu just watched the two of them in interest as they walked away. She looked over to see him eyeing her as she walked. He was in another plain white T-shirt and black denim jeans with his signature leather jacket, and she was wearing a tight dark red dress with slits up the right thigh. It was strapless and cut low in the back. It cupped her breasts and made them look even bigger, as if they would spill out with a wrong move. That was what she wanted the dress for, though. She wanted him to be mesmerized by her. His hand found its way to her hip as they walked across the street, and he opened her car door and stepped out of the way so she could get in.
He slipped in the driver's side, and he looked over at her with curious eyes. "Do you know where you want to go?" he asked, and she nodded. She gave him the address to a local seafood restaurant, and he nodded. If she couldn't get drunk and come on to him, she had a different plan. Oysters would work well enough on both of them. "I... I want you." she said softly, and he cupped a hand to his ear as he started to back the car up.
"I couldn't hear you, speak up." he said, and she frowned, he was mocking her now. Deep down she was getting off on that. "I want... I want you Hidan." she said a little louder and she grit her teeth as he cupped his ear once more. "Still can't hear you." he sighed and dropped his hand to the gear shifter. He put the car in reverse and started to pull out of the parking lot. He started driving down the street towards the restaurant and he was watching her from the side of his eyes.
She sucked in a breath and slumped her shoulders as she tried to gather the courage to say what she was thinking. He stopped at a red light and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his center console. He slipped one out and offered it to her between two fingers. She leaned forward and took it with her mouth, her lips brushing over his fingers as she did so. The wicked smirk that crossed his lips was so damn attractive to her. He leaned over and lit her cigarette, and she sighed as she inhaled the smoke, the sensation of a mental high hit her swiftly and she lulled her head back against the seat as she released the smoke from between her lips. He lit his own cigarette and took a long drag from it. "I want you." she said louder than before, but still calmly. "In what way?" he asked as he glanced over to her. She blushed and took another drag. She blew the smoke out the cracked window and she bit her lip. "In every way." she said confidently, and he glanced at her once more. "Why?" he asked, and she knew the answer to this one...
She could say this one easily. She had fallen in love with him. It had started out as just a little crush, but it had developed into something more the more she spoke with him over the years. That was why she hadn't truly cared that Naruto had cheated on her. She looked over to him as he drove, and he just glanced at her every now and then. "Because I'm in love with you, and I have been for years." she said, and she saw his eyes widen just a fraction.
"You won't be in love with me after I show you who I really am." he said softly, and she looked over to him. "Babe you're going to want to run when you find out what I want to do to you." he said, his voice taking on a husky tone that was threatening and arousing all the same. She felt herself get wet from that statement alone. She bit her lip as she flicked the ash from the cigarette out the open window. "We will see." she said, and a wicked grin crossed his lips.
He pulled up on the restaurant, but instead of parking in the front where she normally did, he pulled around the back. He pulled into a spot where the trees hovered over the car on one side and the dumpster shielded the other side. She wondered what he could possibly have been thinking when he parked back here, but her questions were soon answered when he started shifting in his seat. The seat was lowered and scooted back, and he was pulling his pants down around his hips. She bit her lip as she watched him stroke himself until he was standing fully erect in front of her very eyes. "Get over here." he commanded, and she nodded as she leaned over the center console and started to take him in her mouth.
He grabbed her by the hair and forced her mouth down on him. Her eyes started to water, and she struggled to focus on breathing through her nose as he forced her mouth up and down his cock. "Not what I meant you dumb whore." He bit out and she felt herself getting wetter between her legs. He pushed her down as far as she would go on him and it wasn't even halfway. He shoved her head off of him and motioned for her to come over once more.
"Now... do it the right way you fucking moron." He bit out and she blushed as she crawled over the console and climbed into his lap. She pulled her dress up around her hips, then she aligned herself with him and she started to slip down onto him. It seemed it was too slow for his taste because he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face to him. She had to admit that this was the treatment she was looking for when she had imagined being deprecated and disrespected. This is what really turned her on and she couldn't deny that he played the part well.
He forced her lips against his and she moaned into his mouth as he thrust up into her roughly, burying him all the way inside her. She whimpered as he began thrusting up into her repeatedly, it wasn't rough like the first one had been, but it was still what she wanted. She spread her legs more across his lap and she leaned back so she could watch him vanish within her. In and out his throbbing cock vanished then reappeared. He caught on to the fact she was watching this, and he forced her face up with his free hand.
She struggled to try and watch as he vanished within her, but he wouldn't let her. "H-Hidan... Pl-please I want to watch..." she begged, and he groaned and removed his hand from her neck. She looked down to watch him once more and he continued to thrust up into her until a wicked smirk crossed his lips as his eyes fluttered shut and his head leaned back. She tried to continue moving atop him and he slammed her back down onto him, only for him to release inside her. Her head lulled back and her eyes fluttered shut, a moan of his name escaping her lips as his warmth filled her to the brim and spilled out around him.
"Damn..." he panted, and she leaned up to look at him. He grabbed her behind the neck once more and he pressed his lips to her roughly. Their lips melded together flawlessly, and she whimpered as he used his thumb to rub her clit. He was still buried inside her and she tried to raise up off of him to get away from the sensation, but he used his free hand to hold her down on his cock as he continued to stimulate her. Her head lulled back once more, and her chest started to heave as she clamped down on him tightly. Her eyes fluttered shut as she rode the orgasm out.
When she came back to her senses she was panting and leaned on him with her hands on his chest. "You're worn out and that was the vanilla shit Hinata..." he mused and clicked his tongue in disappointment. "I thought you wanted all of me." he said, and she nodded as she caught her breath. "I do." she said, and he grinned wickedly at her. "Prove it." he said, and she slipped off of him. "We need to eat first." she said, and he smirked at her.
"Let's see if you can even walk right." He chuckled and pulled up his pants and buttoned them back up. He stepped out of the car as she pulled her undies back on. She slipped her heels back on and slipped out of her side of the car. She smoothed out her dress and strolled over to him and he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her flush against him. Their lips met once more, and she couldn't help the flutter of her chest as he continued to kiss her so gently.
"I meant it..." she said the moment he pulled away from her. "I know." he said, and she shook her head. "I meant it when I said that I love you Hidan..." she said, and he ran a hand through his hair and sighed as his hair started falling into his face. She had to admit the messy hair was just as attractive as the slicked back style. "Good grief woman, how many times do I gotta say I fucking know you do." he grumbled, and she smiled at him.
"I'll let you do anything you want to me if you say it back and you mean it." she said, and he scoffed at her. "What kind of fucking sap do you take me for?" He snapped, and she giggled behind her hand as he blushed dark red. They made their way into the restaurant, and they were seated immediately. A couple hundred dollars and at least forty oysters later she was sitting on his bed, and he had her arms tied behind her back in a box tie, her breasts being squished together because of the tie and her legs folded and in a frog tie. Even if she wanted to, she knew she couldn't free herself from the mess she had gotten herself into.
And he hadn't even said he loved her, and she still agreed to this atrocity.
She watched him as he sat at the end of the bed, fully naked, just watching her as he waited for the small vibrating toy that she had convinced him to get, to charge. "Well, this is fucking boring." he snarled, and she smiled at him. "You have me tied up so tightly the only thing I can do is spread my legs and you're the one who is bored. Seems fitting." she sighed, and he raised a brow at her. "This stupid piece of shit is taking too long to charge." He grumbled, and she laughed as soon as the object beeped, signaling that it was fully charged.
He snatched it off the charger and shoved her back onto the bed. She watched him carefully as he spread her thighs as far as they would go. His head found its way between her legs, and he began kissing the inside of her thigh, only to scrape his sharp canines over her sensitive flesh. When her legs tried to snap together at the sensation, he hopped off the bed and came back with more rope. He looped the rope through the already tight ties on her thighs and tied them down to hooks on each side of the bed.
She watched as he nipped and bit the insides of her thighs until she was red and bruised. She whimpered and struggled against her restraints the entire time. It wasn't that this was hurting her, it was that it was turning her on and she couldn't do anything about it. "H-Hidan... Please!" she begged, and he smirked against her thigh. He had explained what he was going to do to her next and she blushed as he crawled over her. She turned her head to the side and allowed the blade to drag across the nape of her neck, gently drawing blood there. She bit back a moan as his warm mouth clamped down over the bleed and he thrust inside her.
He had a bondage kink and a paraphilia for blood. No wonder he had been single for so long with the way he looked. It wasn't like he could just tell every woman that he was with that he wanted to fuck her senseless while drinking her blood. She slipped her eyes shut as he continued to lick and suck at the bleeding wound on her neck. His strokes became faster and more violent as time went on. She knew she probably wasn't going to get anything out of this little escapade, and that was fine with her.
She was going to get something better than an orgasm out of this. She might get to hear him pant the words she so desperately wanted to hear from him. Her eyes fluttered shut as he grabbed the little vibrating toy, and he placed it right where it needed to go and turned it on. He cycled through the settings until he found one with a constant vibration. "Oh... Oh... Hidan..." she whimpered as her whole body tensed up at the sensation of him pounding into her combined with the toy.
Her mouth fell agape as she felt herself clamp down around him tightly, but he just kept going. Tears fell from her eyes as she struggled to make sense of everything she was feeling. Soon enough her whole body relaxed, and he started back with the slow, deep thrusts that she knew were going to get him off. Her eyes fluttered shut as he bit down on her neck once more and buried himself completely within her, only moving back and forth to completely milk him of everything he had to offer. The rush of warmth coated her insides once more and she sighed wistfully as he pumped her full once more.
He was panting over her, and sweat was pouring over his forehead as he tried to regain his breath. His hair fell freely over his forehead, and she had to admit she liked it when he looked like this, worn out and in dire need of a shower. He pulled out of her and leaned back, the rise and fall of his chest still ragged as he watched her through his bangs with those beautiful magenta eyes of his.
"I... *pant* fucking *pant* Love you."
Her eyes widened as he said this in between his pants. She swallowed softly and couldn't help the way it made her feel. She wanted to fuck him all over again just because he had actually said it. He reached to slick his hair back and she shook her head. "Please don't... I like looking at you like this." she said, and he grinned at her wickedly. He leaned her up and started unbinding her, tossing the ropes to the floor as he did so.
The moment her hands were free she pulled herself into his lap and straddled him. She placed her hands on his well-toned chest and began exploring his body. She traced her fingers up his ribs and over his pecs, only to trail up over his shoulders and neck. Her hands finally came to rest on his cheeks, and she pressed her lips to his once more. These kisses were calmer and more sincere in their affection for one another. She couldn't help the smile that crossed over her lips when they finally parted. She had wanted him for so long and she finally had him.
But then again, she was his boss's daughter, and she always got everything she wanted.