A/N: My take on smut with plot...okay lots of plot and like 3% smut. I'll be honest, reading or writing smut without a plot is just insane to me and that's obviously clear with the amount of shit I wrote in here. Still, enjoy! Forgot to mention but this is a one-shot so don't expect a follow-up. (For the love of God, I'm literally on my knees begging you to leave reviews on the smut-or anything really. Just give me some feedback, please.)

"Hinataaa, come on let's dance,"

Hanabi practically slurred her words in a sing-song voice as she spun her sister around at the party hosted by their father Hiashi and his latest business partner, Minato Uzumaki.

It wasn't a grand event or anything but lots of people attended it so they had to at least be good hosts and appear presentable. In other words, not drink ten shots and start acting out—which Hanabi clearly was failing to do.

"Hanabi, please sit down,"

Hinata said as she released her sister's hand and urged her to listen. Hiashi would definitely start having a heart attack if he saw the scene.

When they first arrived, he guided them to a table and instructed them to behave properly before the guests started arriving and he took his departure. He didn't leave before giving them a warning look that was mostly directed towards Hanabi, who had already begun chugging down drinks as if her life depended on it.

"Whatttt, stop being so boring, and let's dance!" Her sister brushed her off as she closed the distance between them, a mischievous smirk on her face.

"Or better yet, you could go talk to blondie over there who has practically been eye-fucking you the whole time we've been here," Amid her sister's giggles and hiccups, Hinata turned bright red as opal eyes met blue and she quickly looked away, embarrassed.

He was handsome. Really handsome.

Have you ever seen those cliché romance movies where the main characters meet and describe how it was love at first sight from the moment they laid eyes on each other?

Well, that's what just happened to Hinata.

It might sound silly, and she knows she might have been just imagining it, but her stomach felt like butterflies were floating around inside, making her feel all warm and fuzzy.

He was her boyfriend.

It happened out of nowhere really, one moment they were greeting each other because of the ongoing business discussions between their fathers, then the next they lay naked on a hotel bed celebrating their nine months.

Okay, maybe it wasn't as simple as that—but it was still accurate.

His name was Naruto Uzumaki, the only child of Minato and Kushina Uzumaki. A complete dork filled with lots of love to go around, Hinata still felt lucky that she was the one at the center of receiving it.

Neither family knew about their relationship—just the two of them.

Naruto had no problem with telling his family whenever, but things were different for Hinata.

Unlike Naruto who was so laid back and was positive his family wouldn't mind, she had no idea how Hiashi would react to their relationship and to how she kept it from him for practically a year.

Her father wasn't as harsh as he was back when they were kids—he quite literally wouldn't think twice about putting his kids in a dark and cold room until they 'learned their lesson' back then.

But one thing about him was that he hated secrets—practically loathed them.

She didn't understand why but that was just how Hiashi had always been, even when their mom was still alive. The memory was still burned fresh into her mind, how Hanabi had skipped school once to hang out with friends, and when she came home their father confronted her and she lied saying that she was at school and that he must've been confused.

Hinata didn't see Hanabi for two weeks after that.

Not long after that incident, a new rule had been established in the Hyuga house which required everyone to share every detail of their life with Hiashi.

The rule was strictly enforced, and no one in the household knew the consequences of violating it—they just knew breaking it was out of the question.

Hinata, who had always been a quiet and obedient daughter, was extremely cautious not to upset her father by keeping secrets from him. She managed to do it for years on end, never disappointing Hiashi.

Until she met the blonde and began to be influenced by his carefree spirit.

Then just like that, Hinata challenged the rule and kept her relationship a secret from her father, something her meek and obedient past self would never have dared to do.

Naruto Uzumaki had ignited a fire within her, and she was ready to face the consequences—despite being terrified. Thankfully, Hiashi never found out and Hinata hoped he never did.

Obviously, she wouldn't keep their relationship a secret forever but she needed time to figure things out.

Time to think it through. Time to think if what they had was worth bringing up to her father. As soon as she let it be known to him, there would be no turning back, she had to be completely sure that this was what she wanted.

She loved Naruto, there was not a semblance of doubt in her mind.

But more than often Hinata found herself feeling alone.

During the early stages of their relationship, Naruto and Hinata were inseparable. They constantly craved each other's company and spent every free moment they could together. Going on fun and exciting dates to cafes, amusement parks, and even visiting new places.

Those were Hinata's favorite moments of their relationship.

Naruto was thrilled to introduce Hinata to his close friends Shikamaru, Gaara, Sakura, and his closest friend Sasuke, while Hinata did the same, introducing Naruto to her circle of friends, Hanabi, Kiba, Shino, and her cousin Neji.

Their group of friends even decided to join them on a beach trip once, creating a special memory that they all still cherished. Naruto and Hinata's love for each other kept growing stronger with each passing day.

Then things started changing in their relationship.

Naruto had started to become distant, and it worried Hinata. They had been spending less and less time together, and whenever she was free, he was always busy with something else. Hinata missed their hangouts and dates, but it seemed like they were now out of the question.

She couldn't help but wonder what was causing this sudden shift in their relationship and wished she could talk to Naruto about it but he was too busy.

When she finally got a chance, Hinata talked to Naruto about it but he didn't seem to think that anything was wrong. He acted as if everything was fine, so Hinata relented to not cause any problems.

She was starting to feel like she was being naive, though.

She knew that relationships took work, but she always thought that she and Naruto could figure things out together.

Despite her concerns, Hinata tried to be supportive. She knew that Naruto was doing his best, and she didn't want to add to his stress list.

So she sucked it up and moved on.

But deep down, she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

Part of her knew that she could've been just feeling insecure but that didn't even sound right.

There was definitely something going on. She just didn't know what.

"Hinata?" An unfamiliar voice brought her back to earth and she shuddered as their cool hand pressed on her bare shoulder. She flushed, embarrassed at having been completely zoned out. She hadn't noticed before but someone—most likely Hanabi, had dragged her towards Naruto and other various guests.

Despite the bustling activity around her, she couldn't spot her sister or Naruto anywhere in sight as she calmed down. The thought of who could have called out her name lingered in her mind as she turned around to see who it was.

Her heart involuntarily skipped a beat as she came face to face with Sasuke Uchiha, who was standing mere inches away from her. The suddenness of the encounter made their noses briefly touch, sending shivers down her spine.

She couldn't believe her luck, or lack thereof, as she stood there, rooted to the spot, not knowing what to do next.

As they stood face to face, Hinata's cheeks turned a deep shade of red, making it clear that she was feeling uncomfortable. Thankfully, Sasuke was quick to pick up on her discomfort and decided to take charge of the situation.

He slowly stepped away from her, creating a safe distance between them. As he did so, he raised an inquiring eyebrow, silently asking Hinata if she was okay. He obviously didn't expect an answer given the awkwardness of the situation, simply letting her take time to calm herself down.

Hinata let out a deep sigh and forced herself to speak. "Ye-Ye-Yes," she stammered, her heart racing with anxiety. She hated the way her stutter made her sound unsure and insecure, even when she was confident in her words.

Despite her frustration, she tried to stay calm and composed so that this encounter wasn't made even more awkward. As the clock ticked by and Sasuke continued to remain quiet, his intense gaze never left her.

The silence between them grew thicker, and she began to feel increasingly uneasy under his scrutiny. She fidgeted nervously and shifted her gaze elsewhere, hoping to break the tension, but Sasuke remained motionless.

His expression was inscrutable, and she couldn't tell what he was thinking. The longer the silence continued, the more she felt under a microscope. Every move she made seemed to be scrutinized and analyzed.

It was so uncomfortable that it made her wish she could just disappear.

Although being acquainted, Hinata and Sasuke had never really spoken to each other beyond a simple greeting.

As far as Hinata knew, Sasuke was Naruto's closest friend and had a reputation for being distant and cold.

And that was it.

That's all she knew about him.

However, in a public setting, she observed how a certain pink-haired girl would light up whenever Sasuke was around.

Hinata had always found Sakura and Sasuke's dynamic interesting and wondered what it was about him that made the girl so passionate—she really didn't see what was so charming about Sasuke at all; if anything, his cold demeanor left Hinata feeling uneasy.

Still, Sakura clearly held a different opinion altogether. She would constantly go out of her way for his attention and try to impress him, even if he did not reciprocate. The lack of reciprocation however didn't drive Sakura away, she always remained persistent in trying to win his favor.

More often than not, while she observed all of those interactions she was caught by the raven and forced herself to look away from his piercing gaze.

She would focus on the conversations around her to ignore his ever-so-obvious staring, but Hinata was just as bad as she also found herself stealing glances every now and then while wondering just what was going through his mind.

Hinata hesitated before speaking, considering what the appropriate way to address Sasuke would be. Since they were not friends and only merely acquaintances, she felt that calling him by his first name would be too informal or inappropriate.

Instead, she opted to address him using his surname, as she felt it was more respectful.

After pausing for a moment, she asked, "What can I help you with, Uchiha-san?" in a polite and formal tone, hoping to avoid coming off as offensive or rude. As she spoke the words, her lips curled upwards into a polite and gentle smile.

Okay, now that caught Sasuke off guard. His expression shifted slightly as a faint red tint appeared on his cheeks and in an attempt to compose himself, he cleared his throat as a knot formed in his stomach.

What the fuck was that feeling?

Sasuke ignored it as his eyes lingered on her, taking in every inch of her being. She stood under the soft glow of the lighting, radiating an aura of grace and poise. Her dark hair was like a cascade of silk, reflecting the light and making it shine like diamonds. Her almond-shaped eyes were mesmerizing, a unique shade of lavender that seemed to glow in the dim lighting.

Her gentle smile revealed a set of perfectly aligned teeth, adding to her already impeccable features. The blue midnight dress she wore hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her slender figure and unwillingly, something deep in Sasuke's gut coiled with want.

Sasuke was absolutely captivated by her beauty, admiring the way her hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, and the way the light illuminated the delicate features of her face, making her look stunning.

It was a moment frozen in time, as Sasuke took in every detail of the woman before him, feeling a sense—a lot of senses, specifically in his lower part—okay.

Yeah, he needed to stop now.

"Hey, Sasuke! Hi, Hinata!" He was suddenly jolted back to reality by the sound of two new voices. He turned his head towards the source of the sound, only to find two of his friends standing there. He was briefly disappointed—he was really enjoying his ogling moment, yet also very fucking thankful that people joined the two and cut through that heavy tension.

The pair of blonde and pink cheerfully greeted him and Hinata, who was seemingly caught off guard by the sudden greeting as her cheeks turned a bright shade of red with embarrassment.

She did that a lot, Sasuke mused. He didn't know when any of it started, but more than often he found himself thinking about the quiet Hyuga. It was like he was inexplicably drawn toward her as if her presence were casting a spell on him

The more he interacted with her, the more he felt a growing sense of fascination towards her.

The gentle melody of the background music filled the air, as Sakura leaned in towards Sasuke.

Her emerald eyes sparkled as she spoke softly, her voice ringing clear over the music.

"Sasuke-kun, come grab some drinks with me!" She leaned even closer to him, completely blocking Hinata from his view, who stood there looking awkward and unsure.

Hinata observed the two from a distance, her eyes tracing their every move as they talked.

She watched as Sasuke and Sakura stood together, their bodies in close proximity and their faces turned towards one another. A pang of longing shot through her, making her heart ache with a mix of desire and confusion.

Hinata's mind was in utter chaos as she tried to make sense of the situation.

She couldn't believe what had just happened.

She had always known Sasuke as Naruto's best friend, and given how they barely talked, she obviously had never thought of him in any other way.

Only as Sasuke Uchiha, Naruto's best friend.

But at that moment, everything changed.

The way Sasuke had looked at her had caught her off guard, and she had found herself lost in his gaze.

It was as if time had stood still, and all she could see was him.

She could feel a flush creeping up her neck as a warm sensation spread through her body, making her feel alive in a way she had never experienced before.

She was confused and scared, unsure of what to do next. Suddenly her dress felt tight and constricting making it hard to breathe, she wanted to get out of there desperately.

But if her father heard of her early departure it was likely she would be lectured, so Hinata stood there as she couldn't help but wonder what it all meant.

Was she attracted to Sasuke?

And if so, why now? Why now that she was in a somewhat happy relationship with Naruto? She never saw Sasuke in that light, yes, she wasn't blind and could admit his looks were striking—but that's as far as it went.

The questions swirled around in her head, leaving her feeling more conflicted than ever and alone. The memory of the moment kept playing in her head, like a broken record that refused to fade away. How her heart had raced so fast, that she could feel it pounding in her chest, and her palms had grown sweaty, making her feel self-conscious and uncomfortable.

She had been so embarrassed when he stared at her that way, sure that she had turned as red as a ripe tomato. But when she was courageous enough to hold his gaze, she noticed how he was staring at her with a look of intense interest, as if she were a rare and beautiful work of art.

It was a look she had never seen on his face before, and at the time made her feel both nervous and excited. She wondered if he too was feeling as conflicted as she was about everything that had happened between them.

The thought brought her a sense of comfort, and she felt a little less alone in her confusion.

Naruto, being highly observant, noticed that Hinata was feeling uneasy. He instinctively reached out and gently placed his hand on the small of her back, hoping to offer her some comfort.

However, to his surprise, Hinata stiffened at the contact, causing Naruto to look at her with deep concern.

His heart sank as he realized that something was really bothering her.

"Hinata-chan, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice etched with worry. Hinata hesitated for a moment before responding, her eyes clouded with confusion and uncertainty as if she was in deep thought and struggling to put her emotions into words.

"I…I just need some air. I'll be back," Hinata felt suffocated and overwhelmed by the situation, so she made a quick decision to try and compose herself—preferably alone.

She knew Naruto was worried about her, but she couldn't handle the heavy atmosphere any longer.

Naruto's voice calling her name echoed in her ears as she made her way outside. She took a deep breath and let the cool night air fill her lungs, feeling a sense of relief washing over her.

However, the thought of facing Hiashi after that big commotion made her feel anxious. The lecture was undoubtedly inevitable.

As she stood there, gazing at the breathtaking scenery, every fiber of her being was consumed by its beauty. The gentle breeze that brushed against her face and the whispering of the leaves in the wind were the only sounds she could hear. She was so lost in the moment that she didn't even realize someone had joined her outside until they spoke and handed her a drink.

"Hey."

Hinata felt her heart race as she looked at him, but Sasuke didn't meet her gaze this time. Instead, he seemed to be lost in his thoughts, staring ahead with an unreadable expression on his face. The air between them was tense, and Hinata wondered what he wanted from her this time.

"Hey," She looked around, searching for a certain pink-haired girl but coming up empty. Confused she asked, "Where's Sakura?"

Sasuke breathed in deeply as if he expected her to ask something else. Curious lavender eyes met obsidian and he furrowed his brows as if frustrated. It was hard to tell what he was thinking—it always was really.

Hinata peered at Sasuke with a look of deep concern etched on her face, her brows furrowed in worry as he progressively stayed silent.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

Sasuke opened his mouth to respond, but before he could utter a single word, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers in a tender, heartfelt kiss. The warmth of his lips on hers sent shivers down her spine, and for a moment, all of her worries melted away into a blur of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.

Hinata gasped for air as Sasuke's lips parted from hers. The sudden separation left her feeling bewildered and uncertain. She couldn't decipher the meaning behind his actions, and the confusion was only adding to the intensity of the moment.

Did he just kiss her? Not only that but…she liked it.

Hinata acted on impulse and left her rationality behind.

She had expected everything but an apology so when he finally huffed out a response, seeming regretful, she couldn't resist.

She leaned towards him, her soft hand finding its way into his hair as she pulled him closer.

With a sense of urgency, she kissed him, conveying all the pent-up emotions that had been building up inside her since earlier. It was a moment of intense passion, a release of all the doubts and fears that had held her back.

God she knew it was wrong, but it felt so right.

Sasuke's response was immediate and passionate. He deepened the kiss, pulling her closer to him, and delicately slipped his tongue into her mouth, igniting a fiery spark between them. Hinata gasped at the intrusion but welcomed it, their saliva intertwined, and neither relented despite the lack of oxygen.

For Hinata, it was as if a million fireworks went off inside of her. She was immediately overcome by feelings of passion and desire, it was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Sasuke's lips were incredibly soft, and his breath was warm and inviting. The sensation of their tongues meeting was electric, and both of them felt their hearts racing with excitement. They were completely lost in the moment, feeling as though nothing existed outside of the two of them.

This was a kiss that neither would ever forget, one that left them feeling breathless and alive.

The air was thick with the scent of sweat as droplets made their way down her forehead, clinging to her sticky bangs and causing her vision to blur. The room was illuminated by neon red lights that cast a sultry glow, amplifying the intensity of her breathy moans as they echoed off the walls.

"Fuck, you're so tight Hinata,"

Sasuke breathed out, holding her hands in a tight grip as he thrust into her, making her body lift slightly at the force. With every move, each muscle in their bodies seemed to ignite with a fiery sensation that spread throughout their entire being. It was as though they were consumed by a blazing inferno, with every movement causing another wave of heat to wash over them.

The pleasure was intense.

"Please, please, please!" Her words were incoherent as drool practically dribbled down her chin when Sasuke hit that perfectly sweet spot that sent her mind completely blank.

It was certainly unladylike—shameful even. But it felt so good.

"I got it, princess," The pet name sent her over the edge, back arching as she came with a scream of his name. Sasuke helped her ride out the orgasm, rubbing her clit while caressing her hair in a heartfelt manner.

"You were so good," He praised once Hinata had come down from her high, eyes lidded with pleasure. Sweat trickled down his neck as he started feeling the familiar sensation in his stomach, he was almost there. Hinata lay on the bed, hair sprawled around her like a halo as she let him take her.

She looked like a goddess. His goddess.

She was so perfect, everything from her looks to her personality—absolute perfection.

Fuck, how could Naruto not be buried deep inside of her every single day? She cried so prettily when he filled her to the brim, lavender eyes wide in shock at his size. Pretty face completely flushed red as he told her much of a good girl she was, yeah the dobe was completely missing out.

Did he even know how much of a slut Hinata was? How her pussy clenched around his cock as if gripping on for dear life, how her face contorted once she was pleasure crowded? The list could go on and on.

Jealousy brewed in Sasuke's gut as he imagined Hinata doing this with someone else—someone else was Naruto.

Hinata yelped at the sudden force of his thrusts, moaning like a whore while Sasuke used her as his outlet.

"Break up with him." His words were venomous as he reached his high, grabbing one of her rosy nipples in his mouth before he released his seed inside.

"O-Okay," She moaned out, feeling his semen leak out onto the bed sheets when he pulled out, it practically oozed. Sasuke lay next to her, brushing strands of her hair out of her face.

"You're pretty,"

It was sincere.

She felt herself turn bright red at his confession, averting her gaze. It had been a long night, whether she regretted it or not didn't even come to mind at the moment.

She cheated on her boyfriend and with his best friend nonetheless.

But why did it feel so right?

Almost like it was meant to happen.

Cheating was a sin, Hinata wasn't exactly religious and neither was Sasuke.

But a sin was still a sin.

It was clear that they just preferred that they sinned with each other.