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Captain Uchiha must have regarded her as a mere nuisance that cannot even take care of herself. A liability that he shouldn't have come across.
At his words, and with whatever remains in her, she shakes herself free from his hold on her shoulder. It is left to imagination whether it was due to her own strength or his generosity or blatant indefference.
"No, sir," she replies, head bowed because she fears being lost to his eyes. "I'll be taking my leave," she finishes with obvious tremble of her voice.
"Nonsense," he argues. Even without elaboration of his one word answer, she can't help but to agree. Her idea of coming home in this kind of state in probably the only building without an Omega present–except for herself of course–is utter nonsense.
Yet, she can't give up so easily, can't she? "I will take care of it myself."
He doesn't immediately answer. She rises her head and her eyes widen when she finds him to be waiting her response of his silence. Her suspicion is confirmed when he holds her gaze and proceeds with an answer.
"How so? You don't suppose to use your emergency injection that was proven to be ineffective?"
Her mind wanders to her already replaced emergency injections at home, neatly placed inside the drawer of her nightstand but failed to supply her shuriken pouch for today's agenda. At her yet again misfortune, or utter foolishness, she rakes through her mind to find anything that could work to … basically anything… she is facing right now. Obviously, she finds none.
Hinata bites her lip, it's getting worse everywhere but more so down there. She needs something. She wants something. She has to put an end to whatever this is.
"For how long are you going to stand there and do nothing? Is this the way you want to be found out?"
It is not because she is being stubborn still. But his words sounded distant and faint. She genuinely has lost her sense of rationality.
This heat… it can debilitate to a terrifying degree.
"Hyuuga!"
She momentarily regains her senses at the urgency of his shout, or it could also because of his tight grip on her shoulders. She doesn't know. She doesn't want to know.
They lock eyes again and she finds his eyes to be beautiful to the point of deserving her tears. "Please," she whimpers, tears pouring out of her eyes, "…make it stop."
His lips pursed into a thin line as he guides her towards his desk. When her bottom meets the edge of the desk, she releases a surprised yelp because even the simple act of coming into contact with the desk now feels different.
She watches through half-lidded eyes when he lowers her tights waistline with little to no difficulty. She nibbles on her lips to suppress whatever was going to come out when cool air brushes over her naked skin. When he doesn't stop at her knees, her hands grip the edge of his desk. He even kneels to remove her legs off her tights one by one.
The man rises to his feet again, his eyes travels from her feet up to her face as he stands. Still biting her lips, Hinata finds herself holding his gaze in poorly concealed anticipation.
Captain Uchiha lifts her hips so her bottom partially propped on the desk. It isn't the most comfortable of positions, sure, but compared to her heat, this position is comfortable enough. He then lowers his head to her level as he spreads her thighs slowly. The left corner of his lips rises in a smirk. Her grip on his desk tightens.
"Try to endure it," he says, "I'll get this done with as fast as possible."
Her eyes widen when the captain suddenly kneels between her thighs again. This isn't the position she would've ever imagined to be with anyone inside the Anbu Headquarters… and definitely not an ordinary occurrence in everyday life.
She gasps when he suddenly spreads her slick opening with his fingers and something moist and soft pokes on the crevice. "Ah… you can't…!
He is using his tongue on me!
It feels wrong… like she is violating his rights… because something of the mouth shouldn't come in contact with something as dirty as her private part.
She wonders if it is because of the heat, because it feels so good. All moral thoughts she initially had are left abandoned. The muscular organ is going in and out of her tight muscular canal and the sounds produced by its movements echo inside the office. Her head tilts back, she watches the ceiling unseeingly as the familiar toe-curling sensation comes to her in waves. She is close. She is so … close. "Ah!"
His tongue suddenly leaves her. Hinata moans longingly and lowers her head instantly, breathing heavily with the mouth and throbbing painfully on her womanhood.
The captain's eyes are still fixated on her nether region instead of gazing up at her face. The view somehow is turning her on more rather than humiliating.
"Not yet," her captain murmurs, viscous liquid mars his pale lips, some strings to his chin. His lips then inches closer to the anterior while his left hand leaves its previous location on her thigh. She watches as she bites her lip in anticipation.
Hinata shuts her eyes tight when his hot mouth engulfs her clitoris as he is inserting two fingers at once. The fingers enter her easily because her entrance is sopping wet. There are too many happenings all at once... she doesn't know which one to concentrate. But everything together is just … dare she say… pure heaven. His teeth brushes teasingly on her, she brings a hand to cover her mouth, while the other gripping helplessly on the desk as if her life depended on it. Yet, her moans still go through, complementing lewd sounds already produced by the work of the captain's mouth and fingers.
His tongue twirls then sucks, his fingers go in and out, sometimes curls, always alternating on his will.
"No! I…" she gasps, hands reaching down to stop the intense movements down there. "… can't take it." Her hands have no place down there as she does not even put forth the appropriate amount of effort.
This man…is driving her crazy and seemingly determined to do it. Doing it with both his fingers and mouth… he surely is determined. It should have been her who kneels and him who stands if their ranks are taken into account, not the other way around. And the fact that they are in his office…and her bare bottom propped on his desk…
To be able to still think about this while her superior eating her out down there... she is going crazy.
Waves of electricity roll in under the skin all around her body, reaching out to her fingertips, shooting through her core, and when they all crash she shudders.
She hits her second orgasm. Two out of two of her all-time orgasms felt wonderful and were helped by one man, an Alpha—none other than her own captain. If in the future she reminisces the time when she was first introduced to these initially foreign sensations, she is sure she will have no choice but to be reminded of the man.
Why are her unexpected heats and orgasms always associated with Captain Uchiha?
Her eyes widen. Why is that indeed?
Her suddenly cleared mind and the familiar fluffy sensation of post-orgasm must have made her becoming too comfortable that for a moment she forgot about the man still kneeling between her legs and their compromising positions. Her cheeks heat up, but it must have been not from the heat.
Captain Uchiha rises to his feet and strides to the panelled window behind his desk in quick series of movements. With his back facing her, he says, placid and collected, "Let's talk some other time. You can go." It happened too fast, she didn't catch a glimpse of his face to aid her into reading the situation.
Is he mad? Is he furious? Irritated? Unconcerned?
Although the safest, somehow the last option feels the most…upsetting.
Hinata nods despite knowing he wouldn't be able to see. Her eyes scans the area briefly to search for her clothing. It was lain on the floor lateral to her right foot—almost looks as if forgotten. She rises to her feet, then kneels wobbly to pick up her tights and underwear. She quickly wears her underwear despite the slight discomfort then proceeds with her tights, sneaking a glance to the still facing the window Captain Uchiha as she slips the final leg to the last opening of her tights.
Now back to being proper, Hinata dusts her lap unnecessarily and looks at the captain out of the corner of her eye.
She finally catches herself as being foolish.
Her eyelids flicker, then as if switched back to professional-Anbu form, Hinata positions herself to face the captain's back and gives him the usual bow a subordinate would give to their superior.
"I'll be taking my leave, Uchiha-taichou," she announces, then proceeds to leave his office quietly.
Author's Note :
I want to thank everyone for the supports you've all been giving me. You have no idea how delighted I am to know this fic has been an enjoyable read to you so far and I hope it will always be until we see how this ends (which... will not be that close I suppose, hehe). Sadly I will be back at school in mid January 2022, so… updates will be slowing down drastically. I will try to at least finish the first 'phase' of this story *cough* ourmainleadsgoingalltheway *cough* before I put this on hold to focus on my studies. Next to come up after the first 'phase' is also what you've all been anticipating to see: yup, Sasuke's perspective throughout their 'fated' encounters from the very first!
Next in chapter 6 : 'answers' from another yet again a visit to Hinata's doctor.
Happy New Year and see you next time!