This is yet again another one of my really old stories I never published, about a ship that I love to pieces: Hanabi x Konohamaru.
For this story, I imagined them to be in their later teen years, probably after the events of 'The Last' movie. Please enjoy.
Hanabi's palms were sweaty as she lifted her fist to knock, heart racing like a hummingbird. When Konohamaru opened the door, her breath caught at the sight of his handsome face, now graced with the beginnings of stubble. "H-hey," she stammered as he welcomed her inside with a smile.
The couch felt like an electric current under her thighs. Hanabi's eyes traced the lines of Konohamaru's form, taut muscles visible even under his t-shirt. As they talked and teased, memories of stolen glances in their youth rose unbidden. His jokes made her belly flutter, and the way he listened with rapt attention sent tingles down her spine.
When the laughter faded, a hush fell over them. Hanabi knew this was her chance, yet the words stuck in her throat. Then Konohamaru took her hand gently in his, callouses rasping her soft skin. "Hanabi..." Her name on his lips undid her. "I care for you too."
As their lips met, Hanabi sighed into Konohamaru's mouth. The kiss started soft, just pressing and parting in exploration. But then his tongue flicked out to tease her bottom lip. A jolt went through her and she parted them with a tiny moan.
He tasted her eagerly, one hand cupping her jaw. Hanabi slid closer, hands sliding up his chest to feel his pounding heart. When their tongues met, it sent liquid heat pulsing between her thighs. She sucked on his tongue and was rewarded with a low groan.
Breathless, they pulled apart just enough to rest their foreheads together. Hanabi whispered, "Take me to bed, Ko-chan." His dark eyes were wide with mingled nerves and desire. "Are you sure, Hana-hime?" At her shy nod, he swept her into his arms.
Back in the bedroom, their kisses grew fevered. Hanabi gripped Konohamaru's shoulders, nails digging in through his shirt as his hands roamed her sides. When his thumbs grazed the undersides of her breasts, she gasped.
Pulling back, Konohamaru whispered huskily, "May I?" At her nod, he slowly pushed the yukata off to pool on the floor, baring her creamy skin to his gaze. They paused, drinking each other in - then he leaned down to kiss along her collarbone.
Hanabi's hands shook as she untied his forehead protector and pulled his shirt over his head. They fumbled with the rest, bumping noses and giggling nervously in the dim lamplight. But when finally bare, they stilled, simply looking their fill.
Konohamaru reached to brush dark hair from Hanabi's eyes. "You're so beautiful," he breathed, awestruck. She blushed fiercely, replying, "And you're...wow." Grinning, he laid her back gently onto the sheets and followed, propping himself above her on trembling arms.
At first their touches were light, tentative - feathers brushing skin. Hanabi traced the lines of Konohamaru's chest with trembling fingers, learning the contours of hard muscle. His breath hitched when she grazed a nipple, cheeks darkening at his body's reaction.
Smiling shyly, Hanabi took his hand and placed it at the side of her neck. When he stroked the sensitive hollow there, she keened softly. Konohamaru's eyes widened and he did it again, fascinated by her response. "You like that?" She nodded, nibbling her lip.
Their kisses grew hungrier, yet still unhurried. Tongues danced and swirled in wet heat, relearning flavours remembered from childhood dares. Hanabi carded her fingers through Konohamaru's hair, holding him close. His caresses grew bolder, palming her breasts until the peaks pebbled hard against his hands.
When Konohamaru rolled Hanabi's tight nipple between his fingers, she gasped into his open mouth. Unable to resist, she rolled her hips up to rub against his rigid length through his pants, drawing a guttural groan from deep in his throat.
The feeling of her warm folds sliding against his hardness was almost more than Konohamaru could bear. He gripped Hanabi's shapely hips tighter, grinding up to meet her movements. Their kiss grew sloppy and frantic as lust consumed them.
Hanabi's hands roamed Konohamaru's rippling torso, learning every defined curve and plane with eager palms. When she grazed his nipples in turn, he shuddered and broke their kiss to pant against her neck. Taking the hint, Hanabi lathed open-mouthed kisses along his stubbled jawline and down the column of his throat.
Each flick of her tongue against his pulse point made his cock twitch against her core. Groaning, Konohamaru slipped his hands up to cup Hanabi's full breasts, rolling the hard buds between knowing fingertips. The dual assault of sensation tore a keening cry from Hanabi's lips, her back arching to push her chest into his touch.
Konohamaru could feel Hanabi trembling and clenching around nothing, so close to the edge. When she begged him breathlessly, he knew he couldn't wait any longer.
Sliding down her trembling form, he pressed open-mouthed kisses across her flat stomach. Hanabi keened as his fingers parted her slick folds, circling her swollen clit in slow maddening strokes. Her hips bucked against his hand, begging for more contact.
Konohamaru slid two fingers deep inside her velvety heat in one smooth thrust, drinking in her cry of delight. He set a steady rhythm, curling his fingers to rub that magical spot within as his thumb continued rolling her sensitive nub.
Hanabi was writhing and chanting his name, lost in the building ecstasy only he could give her. When he sucked her clit into his mouth and hummed, it was all she could take. Back bowing off the bed, she tightened deliciously around his fingers as pulse after pulse of pleasure washed through her quivering body.
As she floated back to earth, Hanabi gazed up at Konohamaru with hazy eyes full of love and trust. "My turn to take care of you," she whispered with a sated smile."
Hanabi was still buzzing from her own climax as she pushed Konohamaru back with a sultry smile, mounting his thighs to straddle his lean hips. She traced every defined muscle and scar on his torso with curious palms, marvelling at his toned form.
Leaning down, Hanabi left a hot, open-mouthed kiss over his racing heart. She trailed lower, licking a wet line down his sternum to swirl around a pebbled nipple. When she sucked it between her teeth, Konohamaru groaned and bucked up helplessly.
His length stood proud and throbbing between them, begging for her touch. Hanabi grinned wickedly, taking him in her soft hands to stroke from root to tip. He was so hard it was almost painful, every vein standing out in stark relief. Holding his burning gaze, she dragged her slick folds up and down his shaft.
Bracing herself above him, Hanabi gathered her ample breasts together like a pillowy sheath. Konohamaru's head fell back with a guttural moan as she enveloped his aching member between the heavy globes. Her slow, deep pumps were maddening bliss, driving him to the edge far too quickly.
"Hana...I'm so close," he gritted out. But she only smiled and sped up her ministrations, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from his taut body.
Hanabi lavished Konohamaru's straining length with slow licks and kittenish nips, learning the places that made him keen and buck. When she finally swallowed him down, his eyes rolled back at the wet heat engulfing him.
Bracing a hand on his thigh, she took him deeper with each bob of her head, hollowing her cheeks. Konohamaru was lost in carnal bliss, watching his cock disappear between those lush lips over and over again. His hands found her hair, holding on for dear life as she worked him expertly.
Her breasts pillowed against his thighs, nipples rubbing the sensitive skin with each thrust. When Hanabi started pumping his shaft in counterpoint to her suckling, Konohamaru cried out at the exquisite dual sensation.
Hanabi felt Konohamaru swelling impossibly thick and hard between her breasts. His gasps and moans spurred her on, pumping him faster towards the edge.
When he threw his head back with a warning groan, Hanabi only smiled and continued her ministrations. But as her tongue darted out to taste the beads of saltiness gathered at his tip, she accidentally brushed that magical spot just beneath.
Konohamaru cried out so loudly the neighbours surely heard. "Fuck, Hana, right there!" he begged. Always eager to please, she focused her efforts there - flicking and swirling her tongue over his frenulum with each pass of her breasts.
The new sensation drove him wild, bucking up helplessly into her greedy mouth. "I can't - gonna come," he panted, on the razor's edge. Hanabi hummed encouragement around his girth, never letting up her maddening torment.
Konohamaru was bucking wildly now, lost in a haze of ecstasy. Hanabi felt his cock throbbing impossibly hard between her breasts as she worked him with lips, tongue and hands.
She could sense him coiling tighter, hovering on the very edge of release. With a wicked grin, Hanabi increased the suction of her mouth while squeezing her breasts together even tighter around his slick length.
"Hana...gonna come," he gritted out as warning, right before his control snapped. With a guttural shout, Konohamaru exploded across her chest in thick ropes of cream. Hanabi continued milking him through his climax until he was spent and trembling.
Collapsing onto his heaving chest in a blissful daze, Hanabi sighed contentedly. Their sweat-slicked bodies were tangled together, hearts pounding as one. Emerald eyes met coal in a lingering gaze full of intimacy and adoration.
As their breathing slowed, Konohamaru gazed upon Hanabi with hooded eyes, drunk on passion and intimacy. Gently flipping her onto her back, he settled between her creamy thighs with a hungry gleam.
"Now it's my turn to worship you, Hana-hime," he growled, spreading her glistening pink folds with thumbs. The sight of her arousal, all for him, stole his breath away.
Konohamaru started at the crease of her thigh, kissing and nipping up inch by torturous inch. Hanabi writhed atop the sheets, keening softly as his stubble abraded sensitive skin. When he finally blew cool air across her swollen clit, she whimpered his name in pleading supplication.
Groaning at the intoxicating scent of her, Konohamaru flicked out his tongue for a teasing taste. Hanabi cried out as he swirled the tight nub, laving it with broad strokes. Two fingers slid deep inside her dripping channel, curling to stroke that spongy spot within.
Konohamaru flicked his tongue over Hanabi's aching clit, drawing a wanton cry from her parted lips. The taste of her arousal on his tongue was maddeningly sweet.
He swirled the tight bud lazily, relishing each hitch of her breath. Her hips were bucking in time with his ministrations, silently begging for more contact. Smirking up at her blissed out expression, Konohamaru slid his tongue lower to dip inside her dripping entrance.
"Ko-chan...please," Hanabi whimpered, beyond coherent thought in her lust-drunk state. Taking pity on her, he sucked her clit between his lips to worry it with gentle tugs. His name spilled from her in a chant as her walls started pulsing around his fingers.
Curling them to rub that magical spot once more, Konohamaru felt her climax hit like a tidal wave, her back bowing off the bed in ecstasy. He continued to feast on her core through every tremoring aftershock, lapping up her honeyed release. Only when she collapsed bonelessly sated did he grin up at her with a glistening mouth, the very picture of debauchery.
As their heart rates slowed, Hanabi gazed up at Konohamaru with hazy eyes full of adoration and renewed hunger. She reached up to caress his stubbled cheek, whispering, "I want to feel you, all of you."
Her words set his blood alight once more. Konohamaru positioned himself atop her, caging her head with sturdy arms. Hanabi shuddered as the head of his swollen cock nudged her slick entrance, aching to be filled.
"Are you sure this is what you want, my love?" he asked huskily, ever the gentleman despite their debauched state. At her fervent nod, he started to press inside.
Hanabi moaned in pleasure as Konohamaru's thick cock slowly speared her, stretching her walls deliciously. She couldn't help admiring his proud manhood, veiny and stiff as steel.
When he was fully seated, she rolled her hips to feel every ridge and throb. "You feel so good inside me, Ko-chan," she mewled, nails raking down his flexing back.
He withdrew tortuously slow before snapping his hips forward, bottoming out in one deep thrust. The new angle sent sparks of bliss rocketing through her body. "There! Right there, don't stop!"
Konohamaru grunted as he continued to move inside her, his own pleasure building with each thrust. He could feel her walls tightening around him, her body on the brink of another explosive orgasm.
Hanabi moaned as Konohamaru's manhood thrust in and out of her, his thick, veiny member filling her completely. Her nether lips were holding him tightly, as if unwilling to let him go.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper, desperate for more. Konohamaru grunted with each thrust, the pleasure almost overwhelming. He could feel her walls tightening around him, her body responding to every move he made.
As he continued to thrust into her, Konohamaru focused on hitting all the spots that he knew would bring her the most pleasure. He varied the angle of his thrusts, the tip of his manhood brushing against her G-spot with every movement.
Hanabi cried out as he hit all the right spots inside her, her body trembling with the intensity of her pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building inside her, her breathing becoming more and more laboured.
Just as Hanabi felt herself spiralling towards completion once more, Konohamaru changed pace abruptly. His strokes slowed to long, deep thrusts that had her seeing stars.
She could feel every ridge and throb of his bulbous head as it dragged across her inner walls. "Ko-chan, please don't stop," she begged, bucking up to meet each sensual roll of his hips.
Smirking down at her blissed out expression, Konohamaru withdrew until just his tip remained inside before snapping forward to bottom out. Hanabi screamed in pleasure-pain at the exquisite fullness, tears pricking her eyes at the intensity.
"You feel so good wrapped around me, Hana," he growled between gritted teeth, fighting his own release. Angling his hips slightly, Konohamaru aimed for that magical spot again and again.
Konohamaru felt the tension coiling low in his abdomen as Hanabi pulsed deliciously around him. With a guttural groan, his control snapped - pleasure bombarded his senses in rolling waves.
Bracing on trembling arms, he emptied himself inside her in thick spurts, each pulse dragging another shiver from his spent frame. But even in the throes of his own climax, Konohamaru could feel Hanabi hovering on the very edge once more.
Her walls started fluttering frantically, a breathy keen escaping swollen lips. With one particularly deep thrust, she came undone beneath him in a torrent. Konohamaru watched, entranced, as ecstasy transformed her lovely face.
He slowed to a rocking halt, relishing the aftershocks still clamping around his softening length. Stroking her flushed cheek tenderly, Konohamaru pressed loving kisses across her sweat-slicked brow, awestruck by her raw beauty in the throes of passion's zenith.
Hanabi could only muster a sated hum in response, limp and replete in Konohamaru's strong embrace. His racing heart thundered against her breast, a heady counterpoint to her own.
As her mind cleared from the fog of passion, Hanabi tilted her face up to meet his gaze, overflowing with adoration. "And you are my everything, Ko-chan," she murmured, stroking his bearded cheek.
Konohamaru turned to nuzzle a kiss into her palm, eliciting a giggle. "I love how you make me feel - cherished, worshipped, completely undone," Hanabi continued with a shy smile.
As their heart rates slowed and breathing steadied, Hanabi and Konohamaru lay entwined in a sated, sweat-slicked embrace. Her back was cushioned against his firm chest while his arms encircled her protectively.
Fingers idly traced indistinguishable patterns across each other's skin, committing every contour to memory. Hanabi sighed contentedly as Konohamaru pressed soft kisses to her hairline, nuzzling her scent with a low purr of satisfaction.
"I could stay like this forever in your arms, koibito," she murmured drowsily, lacing their fingers together against her belly. Konohamaru hummed agreement, nibbling her earlobe playfully until she squirmed.
"As could I, my hime. You fill my heart so completely, I know no greater joy than loving you." His words warmed her very soul. Turning in his arms, Hanabi captured his lips in a tender kiss, pouring all the emotion she couldn't express into it.
When they parted, foreheads resting together, a peaceful calm had settled over them. Safe in each other's embrace and basking in the intimacy of their bond, Hanabi and Konohamaru drifted to sleep with smiles, hearts and souls entwined as one.
I hope you liked this chapter, there will definitely be more about these two in the future, I just love this ship too much.
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