First, I would like to say thank you for all the positive responses regarding the first chapter.
Second, I'm overflowing with ideas, so for now I'm confident that I'll be able to update weekly.
Third, I always wanted more than just writing stories about Naruto with various women, therefore in the beginning I'll aim for an even split between chapters with Naruto and chapters more focused on side characters.
This chapter is about one of my favourite couples that I always thought would surly become a canon couple down the line; but well, the plot happened. Nevertheless, enjoy Tenten/Neji.
It was dusk in Konoha as the sun sank low in the sky, painting the clouds amber and gold. Most shinobi had called it a day, but not Tenten. She wanted to squeeze in some extra training before dark. The weapons mistress made her way to the training grounds, expecting to find it empty.
But to her surprise, Neji was there, running through his gentle fist forms with fluid grace. The Hyuga prodigy always worked harder than anyone, pushing himself to excel. Tenten watched from the treeline, admiring his poise and precision. After completing his kata, Neji sensed her chakra and turned.
"Come to train as well?" he asked politely. Tenten smiled and joined him in the clearing. "Think you can handle a spar with me before sunset?" she challenged playfully. Neji smirked, rising to the bait as he slipped into his signature juken stance.
They began slowly, feeling each other out with light strikes that didn't come close to landing. But it wasn't long before their competitive spirits took over and the dance grew fierce. Tenten summoned a flurry of weapons with hand seals, testing Neji's defence. He spun like a top, deflecting every blade with palms aglow.
Pressing the advantage, Neji lunged within Tenten's guard to attack her tenketsu. She twisted free just in time, summoning an explosive tag that went off with a bang. The ensuing dust cloud concealed her next attack—a sweeping low kick meant to unbalance him. But Neji saw it coming and leapt high, aiming a two-fingered jab at her chest.
Their fight continued well after nightfall, each bout more intense than the last as their passion burned hotter. Sweat-slicked skin glistened in the moonlight as they came together again and again, a deadly dance of skill.
The moon rose high above the treetops as Tenten and Neji lay amid the fallen leaves, coming down from their sparring high. Neji was on his back, chest heaving, as he gazed up at the stars and tried to steady his racing heart. Tenten rested her head on his sweat-slick pecs, a satisfied smirk on her lips.
"Heh...I think that's the longest we've gone at it yet," she panted, tracing idle patterns on his skin. Neji let out a rare chuckle, the vibrations rumbling through her. "Hn. You've improved, I'll give you that. For a moment, I thought you might actually land a hit."
Tenten lifted her head to shoot him a playful glare. "One of these days I will, just you wait. Then who'll be laughing?" Neji met her eyes, his pale pupils gleaming in the dark. "I look forward to seeing you try," he replied softly. A comfortable silence fell as they caught their breath, listening to the sounds of the night.
After a few minutes, Tenten spoke again. "You know...back when we were genin, I never would have imagined we'd end up like this." Neji made a thoughtful noise. "Nor I. The path of a shinobi is full of surprises, it seems." Tenten smiled, reaching up to brush an errant lock of dark hair from his forehead.
"I'm glad we took this path, wherever it leads. Training with you is the highlight of my day." Neji covered her hand with his own, larger one. "As is sparring with you for me, Tenten. You've become...important, in a way I never expected. But I find I do not mind the change."
Tenten's heart soared as Neji's words sunk in. Leaning down, she captured his lips in a tender kiss meant to convey all the feelings she struggled to express. Neji responded instantly, his hand coming up to cradle the back of her head as he kissed her back with a gentle urgency that took her breath away.
Lost in the moment, Tenten grew bolder, deepening the kiss as she traced the seam of his lips with her tongue, begging for entrance. Neji granted it with a soft moan, parting for her as their tongues danced in a primal rhythm. Tenten slid her hands under the thin fabric of his shirt, revelling in the feel of hot, smooth skin and corded muscle.
She raked her nails lightly over his abs, eliciting a shudder, then moved further up to tease his nipples into tight peaks. Neji groaned into her mouth, his body responding eagerly to her touch. The sound of it set Tenten aflame and she kissed him even more insistently, pouring all her pent-up longing into it.
One of Tenten's hands drifted lower, tracing the lines of Neji's taut torso until her fingers brushed the knot of his hakama pants. She felt his arousal stiff and heavy even through the layers of cloth, and the knowledge that she could stir such desire in the normally stoic Neji made her throb with wanting.
Breaking their kiss, Tenten gazed down at him with hooded eyes, silently asking permission to explore further. Neji met her stare, his pale eyes dark with passion. After a long moment he gave the slightest nod. With shaking hands, Tenten untied the knot and slipped her fingers beneath the waistband, finally wrapping them around his hot, rigid length.
Neji sucked in a sharp breath when Tenten touched him through his pants. "Tenten..." he murmured, like he was asking what she was doing, but also kinda hoping she'd do more. She smiled softly. "It's alright, let me handle this."
Tenten pulled his pants down quickly, wanting to see him. In the moonlight, his dick stood straight up from his body, all pale and thick looking. She stared at it for a second before getting an idea. Bracing over him, Tenten bent down and started kissing along the insides of his thighs, taking in his sweaty man smell.
Neji put a hand on her head gently like he was saying, 'you don't gotta do that.' But Tenten could tell by his breathing that he was into it. She opened her mouth and gave his tip a little lick, tasting the salt. It was weird but not bad, and the loud noise Neji made pushed her to go further. She licked again, sliding her tongue around the head, getting used to the texture.
Tenten swirled her tongue around Neji's tip again, eliciting another groan. She smiled, enjoying his reactions. "You like that huh?" Drawing back slightly, she admired his length and girth in the moonlight, running her fingers lightly up and down.
"Damn Neji, I always thought you were big, but seeing it for real..." Tenten was impressed by his size and the smooth, silky skin that covered his hardness. Neji watched her through lidded eyes, breathing hard. "And you...you seem to enjoy admiring it," he replied in a low tone.
Tenten smirked up at him. "How could I not? It's a real work of art." She gave his shaft an experimental lick from base to tip, loving the way the veins stood out against his flesh. "So thick and solid...I bet all the girls are dying to get a taste." Neji grunted softly at her praise.
"There is only you...unless you'd rather admire it from afar?" His challenge made Tenten bold. Wrapping her fingers around his girth, she pumped him slowly. "Not a chance, pretty boy. I'm just getting started with you..." And with that, she took him deep into her mouth, eager to taste him fully at last.
Tenten took Neji into her mouth again, sinking down until her lips met her fingers around his base. She hummed in approval at his length, stretching her fully. Neji gasped above her, fingers twisting in the blankets as she began to bob her head in a steady rhythm.
"Tenten...fuck, your mouth feels incredible," he panted, unable to hold back his vocal appreciation of her skilled ministrations. She smiled inwardly, loving how responsive and unguarded he was becoming. Tenten swirled her tongue around his tip with each upward stroke, eliciting breathy moans from deep in his chest.
"The things you do to me...I never imagined..." Neji admitted, utterly beguiled by sensation. His honesty emboldened Tenten further. She took him deep once more and swallowed around his head, drawing forth a guttural cry as his back arched off the ground. The sound of Neji losing control so beautifully spurred Tenten's own arousal to new heights.
She loved being the one to unravel his composure so completely, loved being the recipient of his every gasp, groan and plea as she brought him higher. Tenten picked up her pace, hallowing her cheeks to heighten his pleasure, enraptured by his sensitivity and responsiveness to her every flick of tongue and suckle of lips. Neji was truly a work of art in her hands, and she aimed to appreciate every inch of him.
As Tenten took Neji deep, relishing his reactions, he began to reciprocate her attentions. Reaching down with slightly shaky hands, Neji undid the wrappings holding her twin buns in place, releasing her long brown locks to spill free around her shoulders.
He gently combed his slender fingers through the silky strands, marvelling at their softness. Tenten hummed around his length appreciatively, her own arousal spiking higher from his tender ministrations. Neji massaged her scalp as she sucked him, clenching fistfuls of tresses to ground himself against the tidal wave of sensation crashing through his body.
"You are so beautiful like this Tenten, a vision in the moonlight," Neji praised between gasps, wanting her to feel as cherished as she made him. She gazed up at him through dark lashes, eyes full of desire and something deeper. Pulling off with an obscene pop, Tenten replied, "Only for you, Neji. Only you get to see me completely undone."
Their confessions seemed to break the last dam holding back Neji's restraint. Gripping her hair firmly now, he guided her eager mouth back down to meet his thrusts, seeking release after so long dancing around their attraction.
Though Neji was nearing his peak, Tenten wasn't done tasting him fully. She could sense his desperation as his hips began to buck frantically, seeking the release only her mouth could provide. But Tenten was in a playful mood, wanting to draw out his pleasure.
Pulling off with one last lick to his tip, she looked up at Neji with a wicked smile. "Patience, pretty boy. There's more of you I aim to appreciate." Before he could protest, Tenten shifted lower and drew one of his heavy balls into her mouth, rolling it on her tongue.
Neji cried out at the unexpected new sensation, fingers tangling helplessly in her hair. "Tenten! Don't...ah, fuck that feels good..." He was already so wound up, every erogenous zone amplified to maddening degrees.
Tenten laved Neji's balls with her tongue, lapping up his musky flavour as she rolled them gently in her palm. His sac was so heavy and full, swollen with his essence, begging for release. She nibbled the tender skin lightly, loving his keening cries as she brought him to the razor's edge over and over.
Her other hand worked his leaking tip, spreading the bead of precum around his swollen crown to ease her strokes. Neji writhed helplessly under her ministrations, hips canting of their own accord, seeking any friction to push him over. But Tenten kept him hanging on the precipice, bringing him to the brink only to back off at the last moment.
"Please...Tenten, I need to cum," he begged, pride long shattered under the onslaught of sensation. She smiled against his flesh. "Not yet handsome. I want you good and empty for me before we're done." Neji keened at her words, beyond rational thought. When she sucked his balls deep while jacking him hard and fast, he saw white-hot sparks behind his lids, hovering on the edge but unable to go over. Tenten had him wrapped around her little finger, and he loved every exquisite moment of it.
Neji was reduced to a trembling, sweating mess by the time Tenten decided to show mercy on him. His cock throbbed painfully, engorged and desperate, as he writhed under her teasing touches.
"Please Tenten! I need to cum, I can't take any more," he begged, pride abandoned in the face of such exquisite torture. She smiled up at him, eyes dark with lust. "Alright, handsome, you've earned your release."
Wrapping her lips firmly around Neji's swollen tip, Tenten took him deep and began sucking hard, swirling her agile tongue over the hypersensitive head with frenzied intensity.
Neji cried out at the sudden overwhelming focus, clutching fistfuls of soft grass as his hips jerked helplessly. The coil of tension wound impossibly tight inside him finally snapped. Tenten didn't let up as he began to shatter apart, hollowing her cheeks to draw every last drop from his pulsing length.
With a guttural shout, Neji threw back his head and came violently down her eager throat. Hot jets of his essence pulsed from him in an endless torrent, each spasm wringing louder cries from somewhere deep in his chest. Tenten swallowed around him ravenously, determined to savour every drop of his release.
By the time his climax subsided into smaller aftershocks, Neji was left drained and limp, collapsing into the soft earth in a sated heap. Tenten kissed her way back up his sweat-sheened body with a satisfied purr, coming to rest curled into the circle of his arms. "So...was that enjoyable for you, Neji?" she asked with a playful smile.
Neji lay there, catching his breath as the aftershocks subsided. He turned his head to gaze fondly at Tenten, wordlessly trying to convey all the feelings swelling in his chest. Leaning in, Neji kissed her softly yet deeply, pouring all the passion and care he felt but struggled to voice into it.
Tenten sighed against his lips, kissing him back with equal tenderness. When they broke apart, Neji rested his forehead against hers. "Tenten...what you just did for me, the way you made me feel...I never knew it could be like this."
Her heart swelled, hearing the rare cracks in his usual stoic facade. "I care about you so much, Neji. More than I thought possible." Tenten traced his lips with the pad of her thumb, memorizing every line and curve of his face in the moonlight.
Neji took her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to her palm, his pale eyes shining with emotion. "You have my whole heart, you know. Just say the word and it's yours." Tenten smiled through happy tears, touched by his sweet words. "It already is, as mine is yours. Always." Their lips met once more in a tender kiss.
As their kiss deepened, Neji's hands began to wander over Tenten's lithe form with a new boldness. His nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on her blouse, exposing the soft mounds beneath to his gaze. Tenten sighed into his mouth, arching into his touch.
Neji made equally short work of her bindings and hakama pants, pushing the fabric aside to run his hands over her bare thighs and hip. Tenten shivered at the sensation of skin on skin contact, desire pooling deep within once more. Breaking the kiss, Neji gazed down at her exposed body with hooded eyes.
"You are exquisite," Neji breathed against her flushed skin. He kissed his way down between the valley of her breasts, taking one taut peak into his warm mouth. Tenten gasped and arched into the wet heat, fingers tangling in his hair to encourage more.
While his tongue swirled her nipple to a hard bud, Neji's hand travelled lower, parting her slick folds to find the source of her arousal. Tenten whimpered as his fingers began to stroke her gently, teasing her entrance but not yet breaching within. Neji suckled her other breast reverently while two digits circled her sensitive nub, coaxing it to full hardness.
"Neji...please, I need you," she pleaded breathlessly as the exquisite tension wound tighter low in her belly. He gazed up at her through dark lashes, eyes full of adoration and lust. "As my lady commands."
Slipping a long digit into her dripping core, Neji began pumping it in and out of Tenten's tight sheath in a steady rhythm. His thumb continued teasing relentless circles around her straining pearl, coaxing it to full hardness.
Tenten cried out and writhed under his devoted ministrations, waves of pleasure crashing through her with each thrust and flick of his skilful fingers. Yet somehow Neji sensed when she neared the precipice, easing back just enough to keep her hovering on the razor's edge.
All while his mouth continued lavishing her breasts with wet kisses and sucks that had her peaks pebbled and aching. Neji suckled one taut bud between his lips, flicking it with his tongue in time with the strokes of his digit. "You feel so good clenched around my finger, Tenten. I can't wait to feel you gripping my cock..."
His words sent fresh sparks of arousal jolting through her trembling core. Tenten sobbed her pleasure, unable to form words through the overwhelming sensations.
Tenten was lost to the throes of passion, barely clinging to sanity under Neji's skilled ministrations. His fingers pumped relentlessly in and out while his thumb circled her throbbing nub, sending shockwaves through her trembling core.
Yet still he denied her the sweet release she craved. Neji eased a second digit past her tight entrance, scissoring them and stretching her walls deliciously. Tenten keened at the fullness, the intimate invasion sending fresh sparks of desire coursing through her.
Then Neji curled his fingers upwards in a practised 'come hither' motion, brushing over that hidden bundle of nerves within. Tenten screamed her ecstasy, back arching sharply off the ground at the sudden explosion of exquisite sensation.
"There it is," Neji growled against her neck, fingers ruthlessly mashing Tenten's sweet spot over and over. She was reduced to an incoherent sobbing wreck, hovering on the edge but denied release.
Neji relentlessly attacked that most sensitive place inside her tight heat, overwhelming Tenten with intense waves of pleasure. All while his mouth suckled bruises onto her pulse point that had her gushing more arousal with each love bite.
His practised fingers curled just so, ruthlessly rubbing that secret spot that made her juices squirt with each thrust. Tenten was beyond thought, only capable of clinging to Neji and sobbing out broken pleas as he pushed her higher and higher.
Tenten had never known such intense pleasure. Neji expertly worked her body with a passion she never knew he possessed. His fingers ruthlessly teased her soaked pussy, relentless in her assault on her sensitive spots.
She was beyond thought, only capable of hanging on and screaming her ecstasy as wave after wave crashed through her. Neji wasn't letting up, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from her trembling form before granting release.
As another powerful orgasm wracked her body, Tenten squirted uncontrollably all over Neji's hand and forearm. He continued pumping his fingers relentlessly through her pulsing contractions, prolonging her euphoric release.
Tenten cried out weakly, gripped by waves of ecstasy that left her limp and wrung out. Yet still, Neji didn't relent, using his soaked fingers to relentlessly rub her swollen clit. "Look at the mess you've made all over me, my love. You must truly love my touch to squirt so much."
Hearing such dirty praise from Neji's usually stoic lips sent fresh sparks of arousal jolting through her oversensitive core. Tenten could only sob her agreement, reduced to an incoherent pleading wreck by his mastery of her body.
Neji smirked down at her, adoration and lust burning in his pale eyes. "Don't worry, Tenten, I'm far from done worshipping you. I aim to make you cum on my cock just as hard before the night is done. What do you say - shall I make you gush for me again?" His words had her juices flowing anew, craving the ecstasy only he could provide.
Neji caught Tenten's lips in a searing kiss as he slowly, steadily sheathed himself to the hilt inside her. She gasped at the delicious fullness, walls fluttering greedily around his girth. "So tight and wet for me, my love," Neji growled against her mouth.
Tenten moaned loudly, loving the feeling of Neji's large cock stretching her pussy so full. He withdrew slowly before snapping his hips to slam balls deep once more.
Neji set a painfully slow pace, nudging just right against those secret spots inside with every stroke. Tenten met his thrusts eagerly, craving more of his hard length. "Faster, Neji, fuck me harder," she pleaded wantonly.
A growl rumbled in his chest at her dirty words. Neji pistoned his hips at a bruising pace, fucking into her with deep, relentless thrusts. Skin slapped loudly as their bodies moved as one.
Tenten clung to him, greedily bouncing her hips back to take him even deeper. Nothing else existed but the blissful joining of their flesh. Another peak began to build, her pussy clenching hungrily around Neji's cock with each impact.
Tenten was lost to the throes of desire, craving release with an urgency like nothing before. When Neji showed no signs of letting her fall over that sweet edge, she snapped.
With a strength born of pure carnal need, Tenten flipped their positions in a deft manoeuvre. Now she straddled his hips, grinning down at Neji smugly through heavy-lidded eyes.
"My turn to be in control," she purred, sinking down to impale herself on his rigid length. They both cried out at the exquisite feeling, Neji's hands flying to Tenten's hips to guide her movements.
Bracing her hands on his rippling abs, Tenten began to bounce eagerly in his lap. She rode him with a feral abandon, greedy for the deep penetration. Neji met her frenzied pace with hard upward thrusts, hitting all her sweet spots unerringly.
Tenten rode Neji with wild abandon, bouncing eagerly in his lap to take his thick length as deep as possible within her greedy core. Neji grasped her pert breasts, kneading the soft mounds as they jiggled enticingly with each of her movements.
His fingers teased her taut nipples mercilessly, drawing breathy moans from Tenten's kiss-swollen lips. "You feel so good wrapped around my cock, squeezing me so tight," Neji growled.
His dirty praise spurred Tenten to new heights, grinding down to take every hard inch. She chased her building orgasm relentlessly, using Neji's body for her pleasure.
Neji's hips snapped up to meet her downward strokes, the lewd smacking of flesh filling the room. Another peak began to crest for Tenten, her walls fluttering hungrily around Neji's rigid length.
Tenten chased her peak with wild abandon, lost to the throes of desire. Neji watched her greedily ride his cock with hooded eyes, memorizing every reaction.
When her movements grew frantic with need, he struck. Neji channelled a precise pulse of chakra to his finger, pressing it firmly to a certain spot above her clit.
Tenten came apart with a piercing wail, walls pulsing ecstatically around Neji's cock. Wave after wave of rapture wracked her quivering form as Neji bit out filthy praise.
"Yes, cum for me, my love! Milk my cock so deep inside you." His animalistic growls pushed Tenten higher, until she was blinded by ecstasy's glorious light.
Neji threw back his head and roared his own release, pumping jets of his seed into Tenten's clenching heat. She clung to him weakly through their shared orgasmic storms, feeling him pulse and twitch inside her pulsing core.
They collapsed in a sweaty, exhausted heap. Neji gently ran his hands over Tenten's shivering, blissed out body as they came down. He gathered her messy hair, playfully kissing that sweet spot behind her ear.
"Let's get cleaned up at your place," Neji murmured against her skin. Tenten could only nod weakly in response, still reeling from the fucking of her life.
She let Neji scoop up her limp form and carry her from the training grounds. At her flat, a steamy shower revived Tenten's jelly muscles.
Neji pinned her against slick tiles, reawakening that fire with greedy hands and lips. By the time they towelled off, Tenten was craving him again. Round two saw them christening her bed in the filthiest ways.
Exhausted but sated, they lay entwined as dawn broke. A new intimacy had blossomed between them this night.
I hope you liked this chapter. In the previous chapter I was a bit tamer, because it was all about losing virginity; but I try to stray a bit away from that, since you can do so much more with more experienced protagonists.
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