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Chapter 6: A day out.
The room was deadly quiet as Hinata sat on the edge of her bed, reading the message Naruto had sent ten minutes ago. Was she overthinking this? He didn't technically say a date, but a simple tag-along to get brunch. Perhaps it was her fault for getting so worked up about a simple text. Sakura and Ino had invited her to brunch numerous times, so what was the difference between them and him? Of course, she knew the answer, but still! She placed her hand over her chest, her eyes scanning the message for what seemed the 100th time.
Shakenly, she pressed send, and not even a second later, Naruto responded that he'd be there within thirty minutes.
Any other time, she would have declined Ino and Sakura's offer, afraid to be seen in public, but the opportunity to be close to Naruto and possibly get to know him more was one she didn't want to miss.
Countless clothes were scattered on the carpet floor as Hinata rummaged through her once-organized closet. This was taboo. Everyone knew how neat a freak Hinata was, so to see her room in such chaos was taboo and a concern. A loud groan escaped from her as she fell on her bottom. The remaining clothes in the closet stared at her, almost as if they were questioning what she was doing. She nearly regretted not keeping any of the clothes Sakura and Ino had purchased for her, but who was she kidding? She would never have worn such revealing clothes, especially in public. Sighing, she got up and began to collect the clothes and hang them in the closet, neater and cleaner than before.
Within thirty minutes, her room was well organized and spotless. Happiness washed over when she saw the sparkles highlighting the cleanliness of her room. Brushing her hands, she turned to face her bed and stared at the clothes she'd decided on: a black hoody, black sweatpants, and black socks with her black and white Converse. The invite to brunch felt so unreal that she had to pinch herself to see if this was all a dream. It wasn't. As much as the idea of going out with Naruto, who would surely capture the attention of those in public, made her anxious, she could not deny the joy she also felt being invited out. No guy had ever invited her out unless she counted the one guy from high school who was pretending.
Just as she had finished putting on her last piece of clothing, her sweatpants, Sakura barged into the room. That startled Hinata, and she almost fell over. The half-naked girl gazed at her friend from head to toe and stared at her questionably.
"Hey, are you going somewhere?"
Hinata nodded slightly, avoiding Sakura's curious gaze.
Sakura was surprised.
"To the store?" She asked.
Hinata shook her head.
Sakura's thin eyebrows raised in surprise. As long as she knew Hinata, she rarely went out besides the food mart and school. "With your boyfriend?"
"No!" Hinata managed to squeak out. "I- I m-mean, he… he's n-not m-my b-b-b-b-boyfriend,"
Both their heads turned to the door when they heard the doorbell ring from downstairs. When Hinata saw Sakura moving toward the door, her stomach turned in and out. "I'll get it~" She sang as she ran downstairs, never giving Hinata a chance to respond.
When Sakura opened the door, she almost jumped when she saw the tall boy looming over her. His playful blue orbs stared at her, and she could tell he was smiling under the black mask he wore.
"Hey, is Hinata ready?"
Sakura was almost disappointed to see how the boy did so much to hide his appearance. All she could make out was his blue eyes and some blonde hair tucked under a black cap. She couldn't help but think he and Hinata knew no other colors. All they wore was black on black! What happened to the salmon color? Yellow? Hell! Even white! And what a poor fashion statement they both had. He wore nothing but a black hooded jacket and black joggers with black shoes. If she didn't know any better, she would have believed he was trying to conceal who he was. Then it hit her. That's precisely what he was trying to do! She couldn't help but feel bad for Hinata. It was going to be high school all over again.
"Listen, I—"
"Hinata," Naruto greeted when he saw the short girl slowly approaching the pinkette.
"H-hi," She muttered, approaching the two. "E…ex- excuse m-me,"
Sakura stepped to the side, allowing Hinata to pass through.
"I'll have her home before midnight," Naruto said, wrapping his arm around Hinata's shoulder. "You look beautiful, Hinata," Sakura overheard him say while they made their way to his car.
Sakura stood still, watching the two enter the car. So many questions ran through her mind, and she knew she had to immediately tell Ino the intentions of this "next-door neighbor."
From the corner of her eye, she would occasionally peek at Naruto while he focused on the road ahead of him. Sitting in the passenger seat while a handsome boy drove her to their destination felt so foreign. She never expected to experience any of the stories Sakura and Ino would tell her, but she was finally living it.
Once the car stopped at the red light, Naruto turned his head in Hinata's direction, which caused her to let out an audible gasp. She had been caught red-handed. Behind the mask, he smiled at her.
"Um…" she began to twiddle with her finger, "h-how w-w-was the pa-party?"
"So many people were there!" Naruto exclaimed. "And I drank a lot, so I can barely remember the night, but I know it was lit," he laughed.
Hinata couldn't help but smile fondly at him. Just the mere thought of even imagining going inside for a party made her heart race. Too many people in one location were not ideal for her, so she preferred to be the designated driver.
"I-I'm glad you h-had fun,"
"Maybe one day you'll want to come to one with me," Naruto said, pushing his foot gently on the gas pedal.
Hinata smiled shyly. Although being invited felt nice, she didn't intend to attend one. She would hate to be considered a kill buzz.
The ride was silent until they reached a restaurant Hinata had never seen. Then it dawned on her. She had forgotten her wallet! She thought of her wallet on her nightstand, crying that she wasn't taken along.
Before Naruto could exit the car, Hinata grabbed him by his arm but quickly drew back when he looked at her. "S-sorry," She could feel her face heat up. Why do I have to be so damn awkward, she thought?
"What's the matter?"
Lowering her head, she began playing with her fingers, pressing her index fingers together. "I-I forgot m-my wallet,"
"Looks like I'm going to have to leave you in the car while I go eat," he said, pretending to leave the car.
Hinata nodded, completely missing the underlying joke in his tone. "I-I'll w-wait—"
"I was only joking with ya, Hinata. I'm the one who invited you, so of course I'm going to pay."
"Oh," She couldn't help but smile. "T-thank you. I-I'll pay—" She frowned when Naruto shook his head.
"There's no need to repay me. I invited you out, so relax."
Under his mask, Hinata could tell he was grinning. The expression in his eyes gave her that clue. They always seemed to light up differently when he smiled, grinned, or frowned.
Hinata shielded her eyes from the sun's rays when she tilted her head back to look at the restaurant sign. Akimichi
"It's an excellent restaurant. They have some of the best pancakes I've ever had, plus I get a discount," Naruto said, holding the door open for Hinata.
"Thank you," She whispered.
As expected, the restaurant was packed, and she felt a wave of nervousness. It felt as if everyone had stopped talking to stare at her, but that wasn't the case.
"Naruto!"
Hearing his name startled Hinata out of her thoughts. A larger man, wearing a very uplifting smile, approached them.
"What's up, Choji?" Naruto said, grinning. "I see you guys are packed as ever. Were you able to save a table for me?"
"Sure did!" He looked down at Hinata, who instantly lit up like a Christmas tree. "Hi!" he shouted over the busy restaurant.
"Choji, this is Hinata. Hinata, this is Choji. His family owns this restaurant."
"H-hi…" Her voice was nothing but a whisper over the loud crowd.
Reading her lips, Choji continued to smile. "Follow me."
Naruto grabbed hold of Hinata, leading her toward the table Choji had saved for them. She couldn't help but think his hand was warm and gentle compared to hers. "I was telling Hinata you serve some good pancakes. We'll take a plate as a starter."
Choji glanced at Naruto, and a playful hint showed in his eyes. "Sure thing!"
"T-this p-place i-i-is nice," Hinata said, looking around timidly.
"It is," he said, sliding a menu toward her. "Why don't you look at what you want to eat?"
While Hinata was reviewing the menu, she couldn't scratch this itch that someone was watching her. Slowly, she pulled down the menu and saw Naruto looking at her. There went that light in his eyes that showed he was smiling underneath that mask.
"D-do you h-have w-w-work t-today?"
"Nope," he made a popping sound with his mouth. "You have me all to yourself, Hi-na-ta," he grinned.
She knew her face was redder than a tomato at this point. Naruto had that effect on her. How was it possible for someone to feel so comfortable in their skin?
Hinata knew there were many things she wanted to ask him, but she didn't know how to express her thoughts. So, she went back to looking over the menu until she'd decided on miso pork ramen.
"So, how's your classes coming along?" asked Naruto. "Mom got mad at me when I told her I wouldn't enroll. You know, I already spent most of my life in school. Why do I want to spend another half of my life back there?"
A quick snort left Hinata, and she quickly covered her mouth.
Naruto smiled. "I'm serious, though," he groaned. "I'd rather work twenty jobs than listen to those long lectures."
"Th… they're o-okay,"
He shook his head childishly. "No, thank you. But tell me about you. You said you were taking business but didn't want to open a store?"
Hinata intertwined her hands, placing them under the table. "I j-just c-c-chose a-a-a- ran-random major."
"How come? Wait, let me guess, parents?"
"S-something l-like that." She mumbled.
"One stack of pancakes on the house," Choji said, placing the plate between the two. "Decided on what you wanted to order, Miss?" He turned his direction to her. "I already know what this knucklehead is going to order," he said.
"Don't blame me. It's Iruka's fault," Naruto said, holding his hands up in defense.
The dreaded part she hated most was ordering out. She could point to the name but didn't want them to think she was a weirdo. Her mind went back and forth, deciding on what to do.
"If you need more time, I can always come back," Choji suggested.
"N-no…" She took a deep breath. "M-miso—"
"Miso pork ramen," Naruto finished for her.
Choji stared at the girl to confirm whether what Naruto said was true, so she nodded. "Two miso pork ramen coming right up,"
Hinata couldn't help but hang her head in shame when he was gone. Her anxiety was already acting up, and the stuttering didn't make it any better.
"Hey, you okay?" Naruto asked. "Did I get it wrong? Was it miso soup you wanted?"
Hinata quickly shook her head. "I l-like r-r-ra-ramen."
"Me too! It's my favorite meal."
She began to twiddle with her fingers.
"Oh, here," Naruto said, pushing the plate of pancakes next to her. "They make one of the best pancakes out there,"
Hinata cut into the pancake. "I-I make t-them too…"
Naruto's eyes widened. "Seriously?" he uttered out. "Oh man," He'd stared dreamily at Hinata, which totally went unnoticed by her. "I hope they're as sweet as your kisses."
A quick laughter escaped his mouth when he saw Hinata's eyes widen.
"Your facial expressions are so cute, Hinata."
Shakenly, she ate the pancake, her mind repeating every word Naruto said.
"Have you ever been bowling? Oh, I'm sorry. I'll let you eat first," he chuckled. "Sorry, I can be a little hyperactive at times."
Once she'd swallowed the pancake, she muttered, "Cute."
Her words may have been soft, but Naruto's ears heard exactly what she said. "Are you referring to me as cute?"
She nodded.
"Thank you. Thank you very much," Naruto stabbed his fork into a whole pancake. He pulled down his mask and chewed on the pancake. Hinata couldn't help but watch how he'd devoured it.
"I-I've n-never been b-b-bowling."
"If you aren't too eager to go home, can I take you bowling?"
"B-but my w-wal-wallet."
"That's why I have two jobs," he said, holding two fingers. "Don't worry about it, Hinata."
The smell of miso pork ramen made Naruto turn his head. Choji was approaching them with two large bowls on a tray. "And here ya go." He said, placing the bowls in front of them.
"Thank ya,"
"No problem," He grinned. "And when are you going to reach out to your mom?" Choji turned to Naruto. "Your bro is asking about you and where you went."
"I've been gone three months now. Another three won't worry them," Naruto said, snapping the chopstick in two.
Shaking his head, Choji walked away while mumbling something inaudible.
"Here ya go," Naruto said, sliding a pair of chopsticks to her. "Let's eat."
The two didn't say much as they ate ramen. Hinata briefly looked over him, and she thought about him, how he felt, his touch, his lips. This still wasn't a dream.
How could someone like him be attracted to me, she thought. Beauty wasn't her friend. Communication wasn't her skill. So, how come? As much as she wanted to ask him those questions, a part of her didn't want to know. Maybe she could live in this fantasy world a bit more before the truth came out.
They locked eyes when Hinata felt Naruto brush her hand. He didn't say anything, but Hinata could see the splash of pink on his cheeks.
Ino hugged her knees as Sakura paced back and forth in front of her.
"He's totally using her, Ino. You should have seen how he dressed. He was hiding his face and everything!" She threw her arms up in the air. "Like hello?" she said, waving her arms back and forth.
"Do you think Hinata knows?"
Sakura placed her hand on her hips. "No. You know she can be gullible."
"Kiba overheard him talking about Hinata and how she's a temptation. Shocking."
"Hinata? Was he talking about Hinata being a temptation? What?"
Shrugging her shoulders, Ino hummed. "Kiba also said Hinata has a cute face."
"I guess if she'd taken care of herself," Sakura shook her head. "I don't trust him, Ino. He probably wants to hit it and quit it. You know how these guys are nowadays."
That made Ino giggle.
"I'm serious, Ino. I don't want to see Hinata get hurt."
"I know. I know. Let's talk to her when she gets home."
Hinata stared at Naruto as he went over the bowling rules and what to do. The middle of her stomach felt tight the more she looked at him. How she even managed to hear a word he said was surprising. She was focused on the way his body swayed and moved. There was a rhythm to it.
"Got it?"
"Y-yes," She squeaked out.
As she was putting on the bowling shoes, Naruto stooped before her. "Let me tie them for you."
Hinata felt her heart skip a beat. She never dreamt she could feel as such. When he was done, he looked into her eyes and smiled. She didn't know what forced her to do such a thing, but she pulled his mask down and gave him a quick peck on the lips. She didn't get a chance to process what she'd done when Naruto gently placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her forward for another kiss.
The lingering kiss remained on her lips long after Naruto stood up to write their name on the scoreboard. She placed her fingertip against her lips and then sighed dreamily.
"Let's play," He looked over his shoulder.
The place slowly began to get crowded, but Hinata didn't pay much attention. For once in her life, she honestly had fun being out.
She did a little jump when she got a strike.
"I feel like I've been played," Naruto said, looking at the scoreboard.
Hinata approached him, a big smile plastered on his face. "I've n-never went bowling before."
Naruto hummed. "I don't know Hinata. Are you telling me the truth?"
"I am," she said, standing next to him. She looked at the scoreboard, and her smile brightened. She was in the lead.
Naruto wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "You're a pro at this."
"T-th-thank you,"
"Wanna continue to play?"
"Yes, please."
"Okay, but this time, I'm going to go first," Naruto said, pointing at himself.
It was almost a quarter to ten when Hinata and Naruto left the movie theatre. Once Hinata had won several rounds of bowling against Naruto, he suggested they see a movie together to end the day. Hinata did many things she'd dreaded doing in just a few short hours. She hadn't even noticed the amount of people or their judgmental eyes.
"I had fun today, Hinata," Naruto said. "Did you?"
She bobbed her head. "T-t-thank you. I—" She took a deep breath. "I r-really h-had f-f-fun."
"Good," He took hold of her hand.
They stayed hand in hand as they made their way to the parking lot. "So, those two girls are your friends?"
Once she heard that dreaded question she hated the most, it felt like the color of the world was replaced with black and white. Naruto had lost interest. She knew it was inevitable. Sakura was practically half-naked when she answered the door. What guy wouldn't want her after seeing her?
"Y-yes…"
"Hm," he hummed.
Jealousy was an ugly thing. That Hinata knew, but how could she not? Sakura and Ino were practically everything her mother wanted her to be, everything she wanted to be. Outgoing, friendly, beautiful. She was tired of being labeled as the fugly friend. The weirdo. The freak.
"I can tell they're annoying," Naruto scoffed.
Hinata thought she had heard wrong.
"They remind me of my brothers. So nosey." He shook his head. "Well, at least that's the impression I get from them, especially that pink-haired girl."
So, he hadn't lost interest. That was weird.
"Anyways," Naruto sighed. "Are you ready to go home?"
Was she? Classes weren't until ten tomorrow, but what if he had work?
"Not yet," She muttered.
"Same here,"
Looking into his eyes, Hinata could see the warmness brewing within them. She went on tippytoes and wrapped her arms around Naruto's neck. Carefully, he placed his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss.
As time passed and the night breeze got chillier, the two embraced each other in the movie theatre's parking lot.
"Good night, Hinata," Naruto said, waving at her.
"T-thank y-y-you f-for t-t-the d-day,"
"Anytime," He grinned. "Hopefully, I'll get to see ya tomorrow,"
She nodded eagerly.
A lot of things went through her mind during the ride back home.
He didn't ask more questions about Sakura and Ino.
She had the hots for him.
She wanted to improve her face and stutter.
She'd always wanted to do number three but never stayed consistent or found the motivation to continue. She used to believe it was pointless, but Naruto made her see it in a different light.
As soon as she closed the door, Hinata turned around to meet Sakura and Ino's gaze. She could feel the questions coming on, and honestly, she didn't want anything or anyone to sour her night.
"I'm tired," she said, scurrying off upstairs.
She almost fell running up the stairs, but she made it to her room and locked the door behind her. She made a mental note to lock her room door from now on.
Tiredly, she dragged herself to her bed and laid face-first into it. She hadn't even bothered to turn on the lights. Smiling, she rubbed her face against the comforter. Today was a good day… a real good day.
"How can I miss someone I barely know?" She asked herself.
She turned to look outside her balcony window and stared into the extra room Naruto usually went into.
The entertainer.
That's what she called him the first time she saw him, and now they were on a first-name basis.
The bed shifted when she went under the blanket, her head was still facing toward the balcony and into his room. It had been a while since he'd relieved himself. Maybe it was because he knew she could see in his room now. Her lips turned red when she thought about the first time she'd seen him relieving himself, then the second and third. The entire time, she'd watch, squirming in anticipation.
Naruto was a temptation she had indulged herself in.
As weird as it may sound, she missed watching him relieve himself.
Not a second longer, she held her breath when she saw the light turn on in the room. She closed her eyes, afraid he would see her, but her room was too dark to make out anything. So, she opened her eyes and stared into the barely lit room. The only light shone from the computer screen of the game he was playing.
He moved animatedly, jumping from the gaming chair and pointing at the screen. A small smile crept on Hinata's face. Where did he get all that energy from? A few hours went by, and Hinata was still watching him. He'd been playing for hours, and occasionally, he would stare into her room. If she wasn't such a coward, she would have asked to join him, watch him play, or perhaps do something more.
Life was looking good, and she wished tomorrow would hurry up and come so she could be in his presence again.
Finally, she drifted off to sleep.
Early morning came, and Hinata was the first one up. She hadn't even bothered to brush her teeth or take a bath. All she wanted to do was find ways to improve her overall appearance and speech. So, she'd watched countless videos on YouTube on skincare routines, how to get in shape, and how to glow up. She also subscribed to some speech channels to help her get rid of her stuttering. The information was overwhelming, and the more she went through the videos, the more confusing it became.
"Ten-step skincare routine?" She muttered to herself.
Unintentionally, she felt her face and then sighed. She didn't even know what type of skin she had. Sakura and Ino would be better at these things, but that meant she would have to give them all the details regarding her adventure with Naruto.
This was going to be more challenging than she thought.
Chattering came from downstairs, meaning the girls were up. Hinata, who had cleaned herself up, walked into the kitchen, and all talking ceased.
"Hinata!" Sakura smiled brightly.
"Hey," Ino said.
"I know you have classes soon, but we really wanted to talk to you last night," Sakura said, patting the barstool beside Ino. "Come, come."
She knew it was pointless trying to run away from those two, so she decided to end the situation.
Hinata sat on the barstool and slouched over. "Y-yes?"
"That boy… the neighbor. Is he your boyfriend?" Sakura asked.
"No."
"Sakura and I were just concerned," Ino started off.
Sakura nodded in agreement.
"Yesterday, Sakura said he took you out…"
"H-he t-t-took m-me f-f-for b-b-brunch."
The two girls briefly looked at one another before Ino continued. "Sakura also mentioned how he was dressed."
Confusion settled on Hinata's face as she looked at Ino and Sakura. "D-dressed?"
Sakura nodded again. "Yes," She decided to butt in. "You know he was dressed in all black, wore a cap, and even wore a mask to cover his face."
Hinata still couldn't understand what that had to do with anything.
"We're just afraid he's using you." Ino sighed. "The way Sakura described how he was dressed made it seem he was trying to hide his identity from others while you two were out. Almost… it was like he didn't want everyone to know he was with you."
That felt far-fetched. Hinata frowned at the accusation.
"I know you're mad, but why would he hide himself?" Sakura asked, throwing her arms in the air. "We don't want you hurt like last time, Hinata. That guy may just be using you for his own personal gain."
Hinata went through her bank memory, thinking about each event. In all honesty, she couldn't once think about Naruto hiding his face from others. He took his mask off when they had brunch. He introduced her to his friend by name! He kissed her publicly at the bowling place and outside the parking lot. So, how could he be hiding his identity?
"He's not," Hinata finally replied. "T-thank you for worrying about me, but please don't. I can handle myself." With those words, Hinata jumped from the barstool, grabbed her backpack, and darted out the door.
Both Sakura and Ino stared dumbfounded at each other.
Hinata couldn't believe how absurd Sakura and Ino were the entire day! And the accusation was just nonsense. So, maybe she did get fooled before, but that didn't mean she would get fooled again. If only they knew what she'd done, then maybe they wouldn't think that way. And besides, she wanted this.
Naruto made her feel completely different and wanted to do things she'd only dreamt of doing.
Her eyes drifted outside the window, staring at the birds go by. She wondered if his day was better than hers.
When Hinata came home, the house was quiet, and she was glad. That meant she had some time to herself.
Thinking about Naruto nonstop was wreaking havoc on her mind, and right now, she needed to relieve herself—PRONTO!
She neatly placed her backpack next to her dresser and made sure she'd locked the door just in case Sakura and Ino decided to make a surprise pop-up.
The cool air brushed against her delicate skin when she removed her dark purple jacket. She could feel her hardened nipples rub against her bra, so she quickly removed the t-shirt she had worn and then her black lacey bra. Her breast thanked her for freeing them from their captor.
She threw her stuffed animals to the ground to avoid their judgmental stares. Once she settled down on her bed, she sighed in relief.
Since she'd felt Naruto's touch, it couldn't compare to hers. Her body didn't react as it did when he did it. She'd tried to mimic his movements, but they weren't the same.
Now here comes the tough decision: Masturbate to porn or masturbate to the thought of Naruto doing those things to her. She chose the second option.
Her legs shivered when she ran her finger down the front of her underwear. The thought of Naruto came in and out of her mind. His touch, his expression, his body.
It wasn't hard to imagine.
But it just wasn't the same! She wished he was here…
"I like the view. Hope you're thinking about me,"
Hinata instantly froze.
"Please, continue. I'm enjoying the show."
Turning her head toward the balcony, her soul left her body. Why was he home early? She was sure he was working until tonight. Hinata shot up, quickly covering herself with the blanket. Her ears reddened when she heard Naruto chuckle.
"Should I come over or…?"
Hinata nodded.
Grinning, Naruto closed the window.
She had been caught red-handed, and although it was embarrassing, she felt excited.
Hinata locked the door and made her way back to bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she tilted her head to the side. "W-why a-are y-you h-home early?"
He sat next to her, groaning in the process. "Got suspended."
"What? W-w-why?"
"I was dealing with a difficult customer, and he got disrespectful. Started to call me out my name, so I punched him in his face." He shrugged nonchalantly. "He'll think twice about how he speaks to someone next time."
"Y-you're n-not hurt, right?"
Naruto scoffed. "I'm fine, but him…not so much."
"Y-you sh-should be c-c-careful!"
"I know. I know." His frown turned into a grin. "So, you were about to have fun without me?"
Hinata let out a yelp.
"I was disappointed you opened the front door wearing your jacket. I was expecting to see a full-blown naked Hinata." He gave a low chuckle once he saw Hinata's pale skin turn red. "Is that your superpower? Turning red? Or do I have that much of an effect on you?"
Hinata's eyebrows furrowed as she stared into Naruto's eyes. Did he mean what he said? They were so opposite, yet he had such fun hanging out with her, teasing her, and touching her. He tilted his head to the side, looking childish in the process. She'd stopped breathing for a moment when he gently stroked his finger against her cheek. She closed her eyes as she fell deeper into his touch. He was truly the first for everything. That weightless feeling was coming upon her again. Being around him, capturing his scent and entire being, made her feel like she was on cloud nine. Why did he have this effect on her? She'd never had physical contact with anyone, even her parents, so why did she crave his touch so much? Shouldn't it be the opposite? Her eyes fluttered open when she felt his warm fingers move away from her.
When she captured his smile, her heart felt like it could fly away.
Chewing down on her bottom lip, she stared dreamily at him, thinking about asking him to touch her again. She didn't seem to have to as he carefully tucked some of her hair behind her right ear. His finger traced the outline of her lips, causing her to stop nibbling on it.
"Come here," he said, patting his lap. "I want to hold you."
Did he have access to her thoughts? How could someone she'd only known for a few weeks know her deepest desires?
Somehow, she found herself on top of him, straddling him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she snuggled the crook of his neck while he held her. Warmness came into her like a speeding train, and she unintentionally sighed dreamily. His scent was intoxicating.
Her grip around him tightened when she felt his bulge rise. That's right. She only had her oversized jacket and a pair of underwear on. Down there throbbed uncontrollably, and she found herself grinding against it only to stop a few seconds at once, realizing what she had done.
"It's okay. You can use me," He spoke softly.
With the permission to do so, Hinata grinds on him, moving her hips in a circular motion. There were only a few layers of clothes between them, but she felt how hard he had gotten. Her grinding got harder and sloppier the more she rotated her hips on him. The seat of her underwear was getting wet, that she could tell.
Unexpectedly, her ears picked up the sound of Naruto's soft breathing. His chin rested on her shoulder, and his hands never left her waist. He sounded… cute.
His soft moans only fueled her excitement, and she knew she was about to release all over herself and Naruto any second.
Letting out a low moan, she squeezed her eyes shut, feeling that excitement gush out.
Once realizing what she had done, she yanked her head back and stared apologetically at him.
He smiled sheepishly, catching her by surprise.
Shakenly, she got off him, and just as expected, her underwear was soaked, and the stain on Naruto's gym pants was somewhat noticeable.
"I- I'll g-g-ge-get a t-t-t-t-towel."
Before she could turn to leave, Naruto grabbed her by her hand, causing her to stop in her tracks. She'd looked over her shoulder, questioning whether he needed something.
He towered over her, causing her to almost fall back.
"Hinata," his voice was lower than usual. "You can't expect me to be around you with this, right?" he pointed to his bulge.
She shook her head, nervous about the thoughts she had just conjured up. He was protruding from his dark gym shorts.
Naruto had pushed her to new areas in her life. Never once did she think she could be so bold, but being around him made her pass those limits.
"Y…y-y-y-you c-c-can u-use me t-t-t-too."
A slight yelp left her when Naruto picked her up off the ground and gently placed her on the bed.
"I want to see you," Naruto said, pulling at her soaked underwear.
Hinata covered her face as Naruto slowly pulled down her underwear, exposing her to the cool air and him. It seemed like hours passed when she hadn't heard him say anything. Should she have shaven? Her body jumped when she felt his tongue drag against her inner thigh, cleaning up her mess from earlier.
Little giggles erupted in her bedroom as she squirmed around the bed. Naruto pulled back, staring at Hinata in amusement. The giggles soon died down, and she covered her face again when she saw how his eyes peered down at her.
"I wish you would stop hiding that precious face from me. I want you to see just how much you turn me on."
Slowly, she removed her hands from her eyes, and then her gaze looked down to where he had his hand. This scene looked familiar.
Naruto began to stroke his dick while he stared down at Hinata's most intimate place. Hinata couldn't believe it. He was getting off to the sight of her.
"I want you to spread your legs wider," he said between breaths.
Accepting his command, she opened her legs wider so he could get a better view of what she looked like down there. His strokes became faster, and his moans were louder. She looked with a burning intensity, watching him jerk off like she'd done so many times. The way his grip tightened around his shaft, causing his veins to poke out, was quite mesmerizing. To see it up so close and personal was exciting. She wanted to reach out and be as bold as he was, but her timid nature got the best of her.
Naruto hovered over her, holding the head of his penis to cover the load of cum he'd just spewed out.
Although she wasn't as bold, she took it as an opportunity to kiss him on the lip. His gentle smile seemed to light up the room, and the way his eyes glistened made her heart melt.
Temptation was calling out to her, and she was too tempted to do what she desired. However, her insecurities stopped her from truly acting out and from truly saying what she wanted to say. How can she become as bold as him?
Naruto's breath caught in the back of his throat when she glided her delicate fingers across his face. The look in her eyes told him she was concentrating, but on what?
"What are you thinking about?" He breathed out.
Bold was one way to describe Naruto. He wasn't afraid to ask questions, ashamed to do things, and he definitely wasn't embarrassed he'd been caught jacking off by his beautiful temptress. He never knew how much of a pervert he was until he'd seen her watching him stroke his meat in the gaming room. That room may have been dark, but he'd seen the outline of her, the intense gaze peeping into his room. She made no sudden movements to stop him, and he wouldn't be surprised if she'd even encouraged him to continue.
He could feel his dick hardened again.
Her touches were soft against his skin, leaving a trail of calmness on him.
Did another girl ever make him feel like that? "I need to wash my hands," He muttered.
"Oh! Y-yes,"
When her feet touched the floor, she felt like she was going to collapse until Naruto caught her with his other hand. He was so strong. She wouldn't mind if he had picked her up and carried her throughout the room… or possibly do more.
She led him to the upstairs bathroom and waited for him to tidy up himself.
Once he was done, she led him back to the bedroom and left to clean herself up.
The sun slowly sunk behind the clouds, causing Hinata's room to burn with red and orange. She tended to her plants while Naruto lay on top of her bed, reading his messages. A few messages from his coworkers applauded him for dealing with that prick. He'd even seen a message from his boss.
Old Man #1: Look, he had it coming, but the kid is my nephew, so I had to at least do something about the situation. I'll give you a three-day suspension; just don't quit on me.
Naruto scoffed. "He's lucky all I did was punch him."
His eyes darted to the movement on his left and saw Hinata still attending to her plants on the balcony. She wore a hooded jacket twice her size and black pants, blocking the view from her tempting skin.
"You know you're very beautiful,"
Hinata almost fell flat on her butt when she heard Naruto whisper in her ear. She hadn't even heard him leave the bed. For someone bigger than her, how didn't she hear him? She slowly stood up, turning to face him. Her cheeks burned when she saw the look he had in his eyes. They were warm, calm, and gentle.
"How?" She finally asked one of the questions she wanted to know.
Naruto pressed his lips together; his eyes were fixated on her curious gaze. How could she ask such a question? Didn't she see it? "I can say many words to describe how beautiful you are. How much you draw me in and how you've tempted me from afar." Hinata stepped back with each word he spoke until her back pressed against the glass door. "I'm no poet, but looking at you makes me feel like I've taken a look into heaven."
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