The Tickle Ninja of Konoha

by Den Of Feathers

For the last four months there's been a rumour amongst the civilians of Konoha. A man calling himself The Tickle Ninja of Konoha will give you a night you'll never forget. He's been sticking to the single civilian women until Ino chances upon the rumour in her family's flower shop. And with her curiosity piqued, she decides to be his first kunoichi. Canon!AU.

2. Tenten

Chapter Two: Tenten

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Another delighted shriek pulled Tenten's glower away from her empty glass.

She tried her best not to glare even harder at the giggling woman, a shapely brunette civilian who was practically falling out of her top and barely wearing her jeans, as her probable boyfriend let himself be dragged out of the bar by his shirt, his hands going in for what had to be another squeeze of her ass.

She failed of course, but she had at least tried.

The couple obviously didn't even notice. She'd been staring daggers at their lucky, alcohol fueled heads for ages at this point and they'd never stopped. She watched jealously as they fell into a messy kiss right outside the door, the streetlights behind them making them shine in a strangely mythical aura.

Or maybe that was just projection of how her sex life was a fucking myth nowadays.

She grumbled into her almost empty glass and tried to not feel too creepy that she was disappointed they'd left.

At least she'd been able to live vicariously through the busty bitch. Her admittedly hot man had been all over her ever since they'd stumbled in about an hour ago. Something she'd almost be willing to kill for right now.

Honestly, if she wasn't so pissed off with men in general, she'd probably have picked the nearest, best looking man she could find and taken him to bed. Hopefully for a night of passable sex.

But she was and knowing her track record of her one night stands all looking somewhat similar to a haughty, annoyingly pretty and oblivious teammate … probably best she just observe until she'd drunk enough to not care anymore.

It certainly seemed to be Ino's plan for their night. And Tenten couldn't complain as she drained the last gulp of her drink and placed it next to three of its equally empty brothers.

Get just fucked up enough to revel in someone else getting laid and have a bit of a perv on hot men. Maybe it'd help. Maybe. Probably not.

'Oh did they finally leave?' Ino asked as she slid into the chair opposite her at the high table they'd been hogging since before the sun had gone down. 'I was beginning to wonder if we were gonna see even more skin tonight. If Giggle Tits had let Handsy fully squeeze her tit one more time the barman was gonna kick them out.'

Tenten grumbled and took the offered drink from Ino and immediately started to slurp at it through a straw.

At least she could suck on this as much as she wanted.

'Don't worry, he got another couple handfuls of ass on his way out,' Tenten muttered, flicking the straw with her tongue idly. She glanced over at the barman, a rather well built man, for a civilian, and he at least had jet black hair as opposed to brown. And his jaw was nice and strong, a bit of five o'clock shadow dusting it appealingly …

Hmmm … Maybe.

She glanced at Ino, who was smiling amiably at the door and felt a pang of guilt.

Ino had given up a night of what was probably excellent sex with Sai, at least she assumed that was why she'd literally been skipping all week, to keep Tenten company as she drowned her horny frustration in rum and coke. It wouldn't be cool to try to pull the barman and leave her hanging after that.

If the barman would even be interested. Which honestly? Why would he be?

Wasn't like she was anywhere near as chesty or pretty as half the women he probably saw every night. Who probably hit on him every night for cheaper, or even free, drinks.

Nah, he'd probably not even look twice at her if she tried to flirt with him, she was too tomboyish and he was too good-looking to settle.

Asshole.

Just like Neji, Lee and Gai. No one seemed to notice she was just as much a woman as Ino, Hinata, Temari or Sakura. And with needs goddammit.

Well … she couldn't really hold that against Lee or Gai. Lee wasn't into anyone really, not that she'd ever seen in the over a decade and a half of knowing him, and Gai … well it would be deeply creepy if Gai, her sensei since she was twelve, started noticing she had boobs and hips.

But Neji? Neji could fucking well notice!

Wasn't like she wasn't fucking trying to remind the aloof prick she was a woman. She'd even started letting her hair down more, literally, and worn slightly more form fitting clothing.

She might not be as booby as some women but it wasn't like they weren't there!

But no, she was 'just one of the guys' or some such crap it seemed.

She sucked hard on the straw and the relieving burn of rum hit the back of her throat and quenched her anger just a little.

Ino had one brow raised and sipped on her own drink more daintily. 'So we gonna talk about why you're sucking on that like a dick?'

She didn't even have it in her to blush at that one. Mostly cos she'd long got used to Ino's direct approach, but also because well … yeah, she supposed that was what she was doing. 'Depends.'

'On?' Ino asked, dragging out the single syllable. 'Come on Ten, we're two deep, that's gotta be tipsy enough to open up that trap.'

She considered slapping the finger in her face away, but she was too busy staring at the handsome barman and imagining the straw in her mouth was something more intimate.

'Think if my boobs were bigger he'd be interested?'

Ino peered around to the bar and then back to Tenten with a confused frown. Then there was that flash of recognition in her friend's eyes and Tenten almost regretted saying anything at all.

'First things first babe,' Ino said, reaching out and squeezing her fingers. 'Your tits are awesome just the way they are, and if he was worth it, he wouldn't give a fuck how big they were.'

Tenten grumbled and gestured at Ino's ample chest. Which was practically on full display and somehow impossibly perky even without a bra. 'Says you.'

Ino glanced down at herself and shook her head. 'The kind of men who'd be comparing our tits aren't worth showing them to. And if who we're actually talking about would care? Fuck him.'

'I'm trying,' Tenten said with a low chuckle, which earned a wry laugh from the other woman. 'Honestly Ino, you'd think a man with three hundred and sixty degrees of vision would notice when his only female teammate is actively flirting with him.' Tenten sucked on her straw hard again and finally dragged her eyes away from the barman. 'Asshole.'

Ino shrugged. 'Maybe you should try drinking from a straw in front of him? If that thing was an actual dick you wouldn't be swallowing rum much longer.'

Ino winked and Tenten's cheeks burned just a little. 'Don't tempt me.'

'I can get you one of those water bottles with an in built straw for your next mission with Neji if you want?' Ino offered with a naughty grin. 'Direct approach always works for me.'

'I thought I said don't tempt me?'

'Did you?' Ino asked, her face the picture of innocence. 'My bad.'

They shared a giggle when Ino couldn't help but smirk and Tenten stirred her drink with a heavy sigh.

'Sadly I don't think I've got enough confidence for that shit right now Blondie,' Tenten said glumly. She looked up from her drink with a sardonic smile. 'Hell, I don't even remember the last time I felt remotely sexy.'

Ino frowned and squeezed her hand gently. 'Hey, all kidding aside? If Neji's not biting … maybe it really is time to move on? No guy is worth that, and I could put you onto somebody to make you feel sexy again?'

Wait … was she offering to … Like … actually?

Tenten's cheeks pinked a little as Ino's hand stayed on hers and squeezed just a little tighter.

Oh.

Oh no.

'Um Ino, I'm flattered but I don't …'

Not that she had anything against women, honestly it'd probably be easier to be attracted to women but she definitely wasn't interested in Ino like that. And even if she was into women … not Ino. They were friends and it would be so weird.

Ino snorted and pinched her in between her middle and forefinger. 'If I meant me Ten, we wouldn't be in a bar when I offered to rock your world.'

Of course not. Honestly, what was she thinking?

'Sorry,' Tenten muttered, her face on fire as she sucked up more rum and coke. 'Seriously Ino, sorry.'

Her friend waved her off with a chuckle. 'Don't, it's fine, but rest assured I was referring to a man.'

Tenten's ears pricked up and she glanced at Ino, ignoring how hot her face still was. 'What man?'

'Take your pick,' Ino said with a shrug, resting back in her chair and sipping from her own drink. 'I'd say you could borrow Sai but I think I broke the poor boy last night, he was still in the bed when I got up to come see you.'

Tenten snorted. 'I'd pass anyway, and I have about as much interest in fucking Kiba as I would an actual dog.'

He wasn't a bad guy but well … he did have something of a reputation around the village and she didn't want to be known as another notch in his belt.

Ino smirked as she played with her straw. 'Your loss. Sai's fun but he doesn't make my legs shake like Kiba does. Yet.'

Tenten shuddered. 'I didn't need that image in my head when I'm annoyed and horny.'

Ino just grinned cheekily before taking another sip of her drink.

Tenten just focused on pushing the image of Kiba fucking Ino over a counter until her thighs shook.

It took longer than she'd like to admit. So long that for just a moment her brain swapped her in for Ino and a tremble ached through her crotch.

Ugh. She was definitely fucking someone tonight. Even if it was just herself.

'So,' Ino said as she surveilled the bar some more, a calculating look on her face. 'Anyone here catch your eye?'

'Other than the barman?' Tenten asked, sighing into her drink as she idly tapped her tongue against the shaft of her straw. 'He is hot right?'

'Mhmm,' Ino hummed. 'But let's cast a wider net, we can always come back to him later, he's not going anywhere.'

Tenten shrugged, comforting herself in the knowledge that she wasn't entirely hopeless on telling who was hot and who wasn't. Not like they hadn't played this game before.

'How about the guy by the bar?' Tenten asked, her head inclining ever so slightly in his direction.

He was a brunet, tall, with a swimmer's body which hopefully promised some good flowing motion. He was wearing a white shirt open to the third button, revealing a bit of light coloured chest hair.

'Eh,' Ino said dismissively. 'No brunets Ten, I think that way leads to despair.'

She wanted to complain, she liked men with brown hair. And it wasn't just because of Neji.

But well … give this guy longer hair and make his eyes pale white … yeah he was basically Neji.

Damn it. Damn her for having a type.

'What about the redhead in the corner?' Ino suggested with a subtle poke of her finger that she hid by swirling her straw with it afterwards. 'He's cute. And he's totally been staring at you all night.'

Tenten didn't need to turn, she'd seen him already, spoken to him too.

'Not me Blondie,' Tenten grumbled. 'He came over when you were in the bathroom, asked if you were single.'

Ino frowned and shook her head. 'Fuck, sorry Tenten, what did you tell him?'

She shrugged. 'To fuck off and leave me alone. Called me a bitch and stormed back over there. He's been staring at us ever since.'

Ino's frown deepened into a scowl and she huffed. 'Well I was gonna suggest the black haired guy he's sat with next but now I know that … fuck the pair of them, and not in the way they'd want.'

Tenten snorted into her drink and shook her head. 'It's alright Ino, I'll just wait and try my luck with the barman, a guy who knows what to do with his hands might be just what I need.'

Ino's lips twitched and a sparkle of mischief lit up her eyes. 'Well if you're after someone good with his hands … I might know just the guy.'

Tenten raised an eyebrow and frowned. 'Who?'

'You heard any of the rumours coming from the civilian women lately?' Ino asked, leaning in conspiratorially. 'About a certain new, immensely popular, mystery man?'

She shook her head. She didn't really mingle with the civilian population all that much. Weapons shops tended to have exclusively ninja clientele.

'No?' Tenten said slowly. 'What's his name?'

Ino's lips split into a wicked grin before she tilted her head to the side slightly. 'Technically he doesn't have a name. He told me just to call him Ni-Naruto?'

Tenten rolled her eyes and flopped back in her chair. 'Nice joke Ino. There's no mystery around Naruto and besides, you trying to get me murdered? Sakura would kill me if I so much as flirted with him, now come on, who is it really?'

'No, no, it's not Naruto, can you imagine? Forehead would have murdered half the village if it was him,' Ino said with a frustrated frown and sigh and then pointed over to the door. 'He's just walked in aaaand there's Sakura, guess they're on another 'not-a-date'.'

Ino shook her head and rolled her eyes.

Tenten chuckled and turned to look.

And sure enough, Naruto was there by the door, holding it open for a smiling and softly blushing Sakura, both of them dressed far nicer than you'd be if you were just grabbing a drink with a friend.

At least, Tenten would never wear a top that showed off that much cleavage if she were going for a drink with Lee, or jeans that hugged her hips like they were a second skin. And her make up would be nonexistent, not making her eyes pop like jewels.

God, she was so obvious, how hadn't Naruto seen it?

Though, going by how he was dressed in a form fitting black shirt and dress pants that showed just how toned he was, and he had his shirt sleeves rolled up to halfway up his forearms …

Well maybe Naruto did see it, and was letting Sakura set the pace.

He'd been waiting since they were kids she supposed, what was another couple months or so?

That was her bet in the pool anyway. The two morons would be together before the year was out. She had a tidy bet on it with the other girls.

Ino shook her head again and gestured over at the not-a-couple. 'Think we can convince her to make a move on him tonight? He looks far too good to go to bed alone.'

Tenten giggled into her half-finished drink and shoved Ino gently. 'Thought we were trying to get me laid tonight?'

'I mean …' Ino shrugged and pointed at Naruto as the couple went to the bar. 'That ass might be worth the beating Sakura would give you.'

Some of Tenten's rum came out of her nose and she coughed through her laughter. 'Ino!'

'What? Look at it! He's always had a great ass.'

He had to be honest.

Not that Tenten had spent too much time staring at Naruto. Just a little bit, like most of the girls in their group. They'd all admitted to finding the blond immensely hot.

And they'd also admitted, her included, that they one hundred percent would. At least once. Maybe a couple times.

They only had these conversations when Sakura wasn't in the room though. It never ended well to admit you wouldn't mind finding out if Hinata's stories of his expertise in the bedroom, or the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room … you got the idea, were true in front of the pinkette.

Even Hinata had been careful talking about Naruto in that way around Sakura. Even when she'd been dating him! It just made the whole room awkward.

Sakura had actually stopped hanging around with them whenever Hinata was there for a while, and even though everyone knew she was insanely jealous of the other woman, she'd never admit it. She'd just find herself suddenly busy whenever Hinata showed up or was involved.

If the two hadn't broken up it was quite likely Sakura would have caused a rift in the group over her obvious feelings for the blond.

Tenten honestly didn't know what was stopping the pinkette, it wasn't like Naruto wasn't desperately in love with her too. Hell, she could click her fingers and Naruto would be hers quicker than she could call his name.

But no, Sakura just kept denying it and had locked her and Naruto in some stupid 'Will they? Won't they?' game and Tenten wanted nothing to do with it.

So no, best ass in the village or not, a night of fun with Naruto wasn't worth the fallout of his not-girlfriend's reaction.

Though maybe she'd allow herself a little perv while Sakura couldn't see. Just a little one.

He really did have a great ass.

She caught Ino's eyes squarely on the man's rear too and they shared a naughty grin before Ino broke the silence by shouting.

'Oi Forehead! Over here!'

Sakura's head whipped around, as did Naruto's, and her cheeks got redder before she scowled.

Tenten did her best not to laugh as Ino dramatically waved at the couple and fluttered her eyelashes at them. She just about managed it.

She was still doing it when Sakura had stomped over, Naruto dutifully in tow, holding two drinks, and only grinned wider as Sakura's blush deepened.

'Hiya Forehead,' Ino said like butter wouldn't melt. 'Ooo don't you look nice, on a date?'

They both blushed and Tenten drank more of her rum so she didn't laugh.

They were such teenagers about each other.

'No!' Sakura said sharply, missing the pained expression that flickered across Naruto's face.

Poor man.

'I mean,' she said glancing back at Naruto, who already had a small smile on his face again, and blushed harder. 'We're just grabbing a drink before the movie right Naruto?'

Naruto nodded. 'Mhmm, we've just come from that new udon place? It's really good. You should try it sometime guys.'

Tenten rolled her eyes. Dinner and a movie? Could they be more on a date for god's sake?

'Sounds good Naruto,' Ino said with a much kinder smile. 'Thanks for the recommendation, speaking of though, I was wondering if you could help us out? See, we're actually out here on a mission of our own.'

Ino gestured at Tenten and the brunette suddenly wished she was anywhere else.

Talking about her sex life, or lack thereof, with Ino and Sakura would be fine, but Naruto? God, how embarrassing.

'Oh?' Naruto asked with a raised eyebrow and corner of his lip. 'And what mission brings you two to a bar on a Friday night?'

'Recon mission,' Tenten said mulishly, glaring hard at her blonde friend.

Sakura lowered herself in the seat Naruto pulled out for her and touched his arm with a soft smile in thanks. 'Something we should be worried about?'

'Nah,' Ino said with a wave. 'It's vitally important but the village won't be burning down any time soon don't worry.'

Sakura rolled her eyes and sipped on her drink as Naruto chuckled and took up the seat next to Tenten. 'Cool, so how can I help?'

'Know any single guys for Tenten to fuck?' Ino asked bluntly. 'She's trying to get over Neji.'

Tenten's face set on fire and she growled. She'd throw her drink over the interfering bitch but it was already empty.

'Ino!' Sakura hissed, before glowering at her and then Tenten. 'And why are you asking Naruto that huh?'

'Oh calm down Forehead,' Ino said with a dismissive wave. 'I'm not looking to pimp out your boyfriend.'

Naruto blushed as Sakura seethed. 'He's not my –'

'Yeah, yeah,' Ino interrupted. 'But given Naruto makes friends as easy as breathing, I just thought he might know some eligible bachelors who could take Ten here out for a good time.'

Tenten was about ready to help Sakura with ending Ino in that moment but when she turned to look at Naruto …

Well damn it all he was actually thinking about it. And then smiling at her with an understanding that made her feel terribly seen.

Kinda took the fight out of her to be honest.

'Neji still being an oblivious dickhead?' He asked with a friendly pat on the shoulder. 'I'm sorry Ten, want me to go smack some sense into him? Again.'

She laughed as Naruto winked at her and she caught Sakura watching them very carefully, her eyes firmly on Naruto's hand that was still on Tenten's shoulder.

His pleasantly warm hand.

And it was a rather big hand now she was looking at it …

What was it that Hinata had said about his hands?

Grabbed her whole ass with one palm right?

Hmmmm …

…

No.

Not worth it.

Damn it.

She smiled and shook her head at him, his hand coming away gracefully. 'Nah, it's okay Naruto, but if you do know anyone single who'd be up for dating a tomboy … well you can give them my number.'

She glared at the still smirking Ino.

'I'll put some feelers out,' he said with a laugh in his voice. 'Any preferences?'

'Someone who knows a woman when they're looking at one?' Tenten asked with a rueful chuckle that Naruto met with a big grin. 'I don't know, but no brunets yeah?'

Naruto nodded. 'If I think of anyone I'll let you know.'

He held her gaze for just a moment longer and smiled. God it really was a good smile.

She could see why it made Hinata all gooey and Sakura so jealous when it was on anyone else. It was making her a little warm the longer she was front and centre in it actually.

'Ah well Ten,' Ino said, an impish smile barely hidden behind her hand. 'Still up for my option?'

Tenten shrugged. 'Sure, hit me.'

Ino leant in, specifically looking at Tenten. 'He's called the Tickle Ninja of Konoha.'

Naruto snorted and Sakura groaned like she did whenever someone tried to offer bad medical advice in front of her.

'Really Ino?' Sakura said, a very disapproving tone to her voice. 'Sex is amazing obviously, but inviting a strange man into your home is far too dangerous. Ninja or not.'

Tenten raised an eyebrow at that. What the fuck was Ino suggesting? She didn't mind a bit of mystery but that did seem stupid to do.

And didn't Ino say the civilians had started this rumour?

'Oh don't be a worrywart Sakura,' Ino said, waving dismissively at the pinkette. 'He's lovely. I'm still tingly from his visit last week! If I'd had my way, I'd have had him wreck me every night since. Man really knows his way around a woman.'

Wait … this guy was why Ino had been so giddy? She'd thought it was cos of Sai or Kiba or something. What the hell had this Tickle Ninja even done to Ino to make her sing his praises like that?

'Besides,' Ino continued. 'Just because you're too chicken to act on something you need doesn't mean the rest of us have to be.'

No one could have missed the way Ino glanced from Sakura to Naruto. The guys at the table in the back of the room could have seen it.

So the fact that Sakura's face was only a little red was honestly impressive restraint from the woman.

Naruto certainly hadn't been able to keep his blush under control and was currently busying himself with his drink and not looking at Sakura.

If Tenten was being entirely truthful, she'd have understood if Sakura had slapped Ino for that one.

But that was Ino, blunt to the point of rude more often than not. She was normally right though, only so much you could say in front of blunt truth.

'I'm not afraid of anything Ino,' Sakura said coldly. Her face only getting a smidge redder as Ino settled back in her chair and sighed exasperatedly. 'And even if I was, we're not talking about me. We're talking about you telling people to invite a strange man into their homes to …'

Her cheeks reddened to almost maroon.

'Tickle them and more leaving them entirely at his mercy when he's done. When he could do literally anything to them while they're lain them vulnerable. It's stupid.'

Tenten kinda had to give her that. It did seem unnecessarily dangerous.

And kinda hot?

Like she knew she shouldn't think like that … but well …

She was only human and it really had been a very long time since someone had made her feel the way Ino had said this guy made her feel. Besides, she was probably one of the few women in the village who had more weapons than shoes in her home.

She could probably defend herself handily, post-orgasm or not.

'Yeah,' Ino said sarcastically. 'Cos the literal dozens of women who've said he's done nothing of the sort, hell even left in the middle when some of them got uncomfortable and asked him to, are nothing in the face of your jealous, horny paranoia. C'mon Forehead, maybe if you got a little action you wouldn't be such a stick in the mud. I'm sure we can think of someone to help you with that …'

Sakura's cheeks somehow got darker as Ino pointedly looked at Naruto this time and she pushed her glass away from her.

'Naruto,' Sakura said pointedly. 'We should probably get going before we miss the trailers. You know how much you love them.'

Naruto nodded and pushed his drink away too, seemingly relieved to be getting away and hit Sakura with his megawatt smile. 'Sure thing Sakura-chan, see you guys later!'

'Bye,' Tenten said with a smile and a wave as the two got up and left their half-finished drinks on the table.

'Bye Naruto,' Ino said sweetly. 'Bye Forehead, enjoy the movie. Hope you can get the backrow, you know no one looks back in a movie theatre, as long as you're quiet.'

Sakura blushed scarlet and flipped Ino off. She then turned to Tenten. 'Please don't listen to her about this Tickle Ninja guy Ten, it just feels … off.'

Sakura waited long enough for Tenten to nod before smiling and all but dragging Naruto away by the arm.

Ino blew out a long breath and shook her head. 'That man has the patience of a saint I swear to God.'

Tenten hummed. Yeah, he really did.

But still.

'You know you crossed a line there right?'

Ino shrugged and looked a little guilty. 'I know, but she gets so holier than thou over casual sex sometimes. And I meant what I said, getting laid would chill her the fuck out.'

'Still.'

'Yeah, yeah,' Ino said, sipping through her straw sullenly. 'Just … Naruto is literally right there! He wants her so bad, almost as bad as she wants him! It's so fucking frustrating! I don't know why Naruto hasn't just confronted her about it, cos heavens know Sakura is too chicken shit to do it.'

'And you think that embarrassing her in front of him is going to make her open to Naruto making a move? She'd turn him down to prove you wrong and you know it.'

Ino looked like she was going to argue but stopped, her mouth falling open in shock. 'Fuck.'

'Mhmm.'

'I'll apologise when I see her next,' Ino said quietly.

'Good.'

Tenten sighed and the two fell into an uneasy silence, Ino sipping at her drink and Tenten tapping on the table with her fingers, neither of them looking at the other.

Until Tenten caught the bartender laughing at something a girl with truly massive boobs had said. Seriously they looked like they had their own gravitational pull. Going by the way the bartender's eyes were glued to them it must have been quite a strong one too.

Well fuck. Guess even the barman was off the table.

She had two choices then. Go home, wait for Neji to finally open his eyes and go to town on herself in the meantime or … be adventurous for once.

And waiting around for Neji was feeling far less appealing than it even had this morning.

Though it might have something to do with that just having Naruto's hand on her shoulder had made her a little tingly.

It had definitely been too long since she'd had a good lay and she was tired of waiting for it.

'So,' Tenten said resolutely. 'The Tickle Ninja?'

Ino's guilty frown melted into a radiant grin.

'Yeah?' she asked, almost hopefully. 'You sure?'

Tenten nodded. 'Yeah.'

Ino's grin somehow got even bigger. 'Okay, so first things first, you're gonna need to get yourself a feather.'

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Tenten's bravery had lasted long enough to get to the following evening.

They'd gotten a couple more drinks, turned down a couple of guys that Ino had deigned not worth holding up her time with 'Ninja' and stumbled into the sex shop that Tenten hadn't known was actually down the alley behind her own weapon shop. Made a certain kind of sense though.

Like it being open in the middle of the night did too. Not everyone was as open about their sex lives as Ino, a lot of people would probably prefer the cover of night to get toys, lingerie and the like.

The woman behind the counter, a busty redhead with deep brown eyes who had to be in her early thirties at her oldest, had looked up curiously when the two, clearly drunk women had come in at two in the morning.

But after a quick exchange where Ino asked where the feathers were and the woman pointed knowingly at what looked like more feathers than should be in stock, she'd left them to it with a knowing wink.

'Tell him Erza says hi,' she'd said, a little shiver making its way through her body as she'd smirked to herself when she was putting Tenten's purchase through the register.

She'd bought one white feather, the tip soft to the touch but firm enough that she'd feel it running over her quite nicely.

She'd considered getting more toys, Ino had said he'd made use of her favourites but Tenten had decided against it.

She had a vibrator at home already and truthfully, she wasn't sure she was fully comfortable giving him access to her sex toys.

Which she would admit sounded a little silly given she was literally going to let him tickle and touch her however he wanted but well … look it just felt like too much of herself to give over to him.

A boyfriend sure, if Neji pulled his head out of his ass she'd let him use all the toys he'd like on her, but it wasn't Neji answering this call, so different rules.

Besides, from the immensely detailed explanation Ino had given Tenten when they'd got back to her place and opened another bottle of wine, this 'Ninja' wouldn't need more than his fingers to give her what she was looking for.

She'd considered putting the feather up immediately, Ino had said she'd leave when Tenten had mentioned it jokingly, the look on her friend's face deadly serious.

Or as deadly serious as she could manage when she was drunk out of her mind.

But Tenten figured it was better to be sober when he came, she didn't want to be this drunk with a stranger, even a supposedly sexy one.

Sakura's plea had landed just enough to make her be a little more sensible than her body was begging her to be.

But given that her body and mind had been a hairsbreadth away from suggesting to Ino they put the feather up now and she stay … maybe Ninja would give Ino a second go if it was as a tickling threesome? … Sakura's words got clung to just hard enough to shut her body and horny mind down.

So she'd decided to invite him the next night. Which was now tonight.

Right now actually.

The sun was sinking below the horizon and Tenten was a mix of excited and downright baffled with herself.

She didn't do this. Casual sex was fine and she'd had more than one hook up that never happened again and never felt any kind of way about it, but this?

This was a whole other thing.

Was it really safe? Ino and the other women hadn't had anything happen to them that they hadn't wanted sure, but there was always a first time for him to go too far right?

But as she looked at the feather she'd bought, sitting on her living room coffee table, innocent as it could be … shivers of need ran down her spine and between her legs.

Or was that just the imaginary feather from her dream last night? A dream that had left her all tingly all day.

She'd barely been able to focus during her weekly sparring match with Lee. He'd actually caught her harder than he'd meant to and sent her flying into a tree so hard he'd knocked the wind out of her.

It had actually spooked her enough that she'd considered calling the whole thing off. She didn't like how distracted it had made her. She'd decided to throw the feather away and just let it go. It was just sex, it shouldn't be that much of a factor in her day to day life.

But then Lee's hand on her back had made her tingle and that had torn it.

Lee's touch? Naruto turning her on like he had was one thing but Lee?

Hell no, she needed the kind of orgasms Ino had promised her Ninja could give her, and she needed them now.

And Ino had insisted it was safe. That dozens of women had called on him and he'd never crossed the line. Was she really going to be the exception of months of nothing but complete praise?

No.

It was worth the risk.

Steeling herself, Tenten picked up the feather and hung it in her living room window.

Ino had suggested her bedroom but she had no intention of putting herself in her bedroom for this.

Another possibly silly boundary but she didn't care.

If he was so good, he wouldn't need a bed to satisfy her.

So with the feather hung, Tenten forced herself into her bathroom and took a long bath.

Her heart had been racing since she'd picked up the feather and she wanted to at least be kinda calm when Ninja arrived.

God she hoped he didn't show up when she was in the bath …

Or did she?

And that fun and confusing thought stayed with her until she was toweling off.

Because he hadn't shown up yet.

Even as she was walking back into her living room, in a loose fitting sweats and her hair down instead of in her usual buns, he hadn't shown up. It had been at least an hour and a half since she'd hung the feather too.

Did he usually take this long?

Though it was still early … maybe he waited for it to be later? Ino did say he hadn't shown up at her place until eleven in the evening. Maybe he waited until then?

She supposed that made sense. She might live alone, meeting one of his rules, but she still had neighbours and while she wasn't a nun or anything … well her neighbours would probably notice if she started making the kind of noises Ino had promised she would in the early evening. It'd probably earn her some sideways glances from them.

Although, the guy who lived on one side hadn't been home much lately and when he had been, he'd had vocal female company and they didn't always wait for the later hours.

It had actually been partly why she'd been so frustrated this week specifically.

The guy wasn't anyone she'd have looked twice at but when you heard loud, good sex most nights when you weren't having any … well it would lead to things.

And she'd actually been surrounded by it lately.

Because the young couple on the other side seemed to be making a competition of who could scream louder when they were orgasming.

They hadn't seemed the type when they'd moved in last year, but their bedrooms shared a wall and they were banging that headboard against it so loud she'd definitely been learning how wrong her assumptions had been.

So she supposed Ninja could have come in the middle of the afternoon and she could look her neighbours dead in the eye and call them out if they complained about her moaning at three p.m.

Which was comforting to be honest.

Again, not a nun, but definitely not on Ino's level. A little security that she couldn't be called out on what might happen tonight by either of her neighbours without them being hypocrites was just what she needed.

So as the time ticked on, bringing her closer and closer to eleven, she was starting to get a little impatient.

What was keeping him? Did she put the feather in the wrong window or something? Was there some rule on where it had to be?

She'd stood up to go and move the feather when a knock on the door made her jump.

Who the hell would knock on the door this late? If it was Ninja, what the fuck was he playing at?

Ino hadn't said he'd knock, what if her neighbours saw him?!

Hearing what he was gonna do to her was one thing but seeing a masked man entering her apartment was entirely different and not what she signed up for.

She wrenched the door open, preparing to quietly chew out this stupid mystery man as she dragged him inside, but all that met her when she did was the warm air of a Konoha summer.

She didn't know whether to be relieved or upset. She looked either way down the street from her door and when she saw nothing closed her door and turned around with a heavy sigh.

Was he not coming? Was another man in this village going to disappoint her?

'Hello Miss Bushiko,' a smooth voice said from the middle of her living room. 'You have a very nice home.'

She nearly shrieked, nearly, but thankfully she was able to get her hand to her mouth so it was more of a muffled gasp.

A tall man, taller than Neji even, was stood in the middle of her living room, a warm and friendly smile on his otherwise covered face, his brown hair sticking up above his mask, as if he belonged there.

The picture of ease.

It immediately put Tenten on edge. Her heart shot into her throat and her fingers itched as she took in every inch of the man before her.

She didn't know if she was looking for a threat or just entranced by the fact he was actually there, but the longer she looked at him, the slower her heart rate got.

He was just stood there, his arms hanging loosely by his sides and that easy grin spread across his face.

It made her feel … safe.

This must be the guy.

'You're him right?'

He took a long theatric bow, which was a little corny but also remarkably endearing. 'The Tickle Ninja of Konoha at your service, how may I please you Miss Bushiko?'

Something in the back of her head purred, her eyes shooting to his long and strong fingers.

She could definitely give him a few suggestions.

But the way he'd come in … it was still putting her on edge. He was clearly about as much threat as a house cat, just looking at him and being in the focus of that smile told her she didn't have anything to fear but still.

You didn't just pop into someone's home like that. Invited or not.

'For one you can stay in my eye line at all times,' she said slightly grumpily. 'The knocking trick wasn't as cute as you think it was.'

Ninja smiled apologetically. 'Sorry about that, I figured it was at least wise to announce myself. I was worried that if I'd just appeared in front of you … well I've had worse reactions than yours. Promise you'll never see me disappear again until we're done. Forgive me?'

God that smile really was something else. She couldn't find it in her to be angry with him.

It helped that though the mask covered his face she could see enough of his expressions that she could believe he meant his apology.

'Fine,' she said, walking away from the door and a few steps closer to him. 'And just call me Tenten, no one calls me Miss Bushiko, not even the sales reps who come to my shop.'

He inclined his head. 'Of course, thank you Tenten. Pleasure to meet you.'

Her cheeks heated up just a touch and she looked away. 'Yeah, nice to meet you too. So how does this work? Ino said you had like a whole list of rules you read out for her?'

God, why did she feel so awkward? It's not like she'd never had a one night stand before. This was no different than those. Hell, it was actually a little better, he was entirely here for her, she didn't have to do anything but lie back and enjoy it.

Maybe that was why she felt so odd? She'd always prided herself on not being selfish in bed. And it wasn't like she had any problems giving blowjobs, there was definitely a rush in a guy's reaction when you had his dick in your mouth and you sucked hard.

This whole set up with Ninja … it felt almost a little selfish.

Speaking of selfish, she hadn't asked what she was meant to call him yet.

So she did, blushing a little harder.

He just kept smiling at her. She got the feeling she wasn't the first woman who'd forgotten her manners when presented with him.

That helped a little.

'You may call me Ninja, it's as good as anything else,' he said nonchalantly. 'And Ino's quite right I have rules to lay out. Always best to do it in case the lady who told you doesn't entirely remember them.'

There was a hint of smugness in his voice, as if he knew she knew exactly why some women's memories might be a little foggy on details that weren't his touch.

Which, well she did know.

Her body might be very aware of it.

Thank God she'd remembered to put on a baggy jumper after the shower.

'Shall we sit as I tell you?' He asked, gestured to the sofa and her armchair. 'Seems silly to stand when we can sit you know?'

Tenten nodded and settled down on the sofa as Ninja perched on the edge of the armchair, his covered eyes never leaving hers as she moved.

'Wonderful,' he said. 'Well, it's pretty basic. Single women who live alone are my only clients, don't want any interruptions or complications do we?'

Tenten's cheeks burned as his warm smile turned sly. She fidgeted on the sofa a little, trying her best not to rub her thighs together.

'Two, I am entirely here for your pleasure and your comfort comes before anything else. This means you don't have to do anything to me, or pay me either, that's not what this is about. I'm here to make you feel good, and that's it. If that's not something you want …'

He made a popping noise with his lips. They were nice lips.

'I'm gone. But I won't come back if you change your mind, this is the only time you will ever see me, so it's up to you what happens. And I can tell you're a little apprehensive Tenten, which I get. Is this still something you want?'

Tenten's cheeks went supernova as she snapped away from his fingers, which she may have been staring at and imagining just what they could do to her …

'No!' she said quickly. 'I mean yes! This is something I want, sorry, I'm just a little … I don't do this.'

Ninja nodded understandingly and it honestly made her feel a little like a bashful virgin having her first fool around with a boy.

Something she wasn't goddamn it. She was a woman with wants and needs and here was a man who was willing to satisfy all of them.

Well … most of them. But Ino had promised it would be worth it.

'It's okay,' he said, that same warming smile making her tingle below her waist. 'Again, you're not the first client I've had who's balked at what I offer when I'm actually in front of them. But if this is what you want, we'll continue yeah?'

He dipped his head to the side and God it was endearing.

He was going to be exactly what she needed wasn't he?

She could kiss Ino.

She nodded and his smile got bigger.

And so did her tingling.

'Well that's pretty much everything on my end, are there any hard no's for you? Anywhere you don't want me to touch you or do to you?'

'Other than eating me out and … um, fucking me you mean?'

He nodded, the slyness back in his smile.

God, how could a smile go from calming to sexy so quickly?

'Uh, no not really? I mean I don't want you putting anything up my ass or anything.'

Ninja chuckled and nodded. 'You will not be surprised to learn that is a common boundary. Rest assured Tenten, unless you specifically ask me to, I'm not putting anything up your ass. Or any part of you to be clear. Other than the rules I listed earlier … the only rules that matter here are yours. You can remain entirely clothed if you like, this can be as sexual or not as you like.'

Yeah, she wasn't after non-sexual.

'I mean Ino promised me orgasms like I'd never had so I don't think we have to worry about not being sexual …'

She would be sexy damn it, she was a woman.

Ninja smirked and she was reminded she was one hundred percent a woman by just how tingly it made her nipples and lips.

'Ino's being very kind. Well, all that's left is your safe word and we'll get started hm?'

'Scroll,' she said. She'd given it a bit of thought ever since Ino had mentioned he'd asked her for one. It seemed appropriate for her to be honest. Also didn't sound like stop.

Which she had a sneaking suspicion would be coming out of her mouth reflexively when he started tickling her.

'Excellent,' Ninja said, looking around her living room, his eyes catching on the door that led to her bedroom. 'Now, where would you like to do this?'

'Here,' Tenten said firmly. 'We're gonna do all of this in my living room.'

Ninja nodded. 'Works for me. Would you like me to explain what I'm going to do to you? Or would you rather it be a surprise?'

That was remarkably tempting, she'd always liked surprises but given she didn't even know this guy's real name …

'Give me the play by play.'

He nodded again. 'Well first we do the tickling part, I tickle you until I find your weak spots, the bits that really make you squeal, and I don't stop until I've found them all. You can tell me how many you have if you like, but I will look for ones you might not even know about. Sound fun?'

Fuck yeah it did. He was gonna run those glorious looking hands all over her body searching for ticklish spots? No wonder Ino had sung his praises so much.

'I have three I know about,' Tenten said, finally starting to settle into this, it was honestly tempting just to take her top off and let him at her.

But she stopped herself … something about rushing through this felt wrong. She wanted to savour it, for him to undress her as he went. To make her feel his touch all over her starved skin. She wanted to know that touch again.

'Thank you,' he said, his smile turning wicked in a delicious way. 'I look forward to finding them. Any last questions before we start?'

Tenten swallowed, every fibre in her being singing in anticipation as Ninja's fingers gripped at the arms of her armchair like he was about to launch himself at her.

'Ino said you don't do kissing, which I get but … is it just kissing on the mouth you don't do or …'

She gestured at her boobs and blushed so hard she was amazed her face didn't burn off.

Ninja chuckled low, it sent vibrations to her already hard nipples and down to below her waist.

'No Tenten, that's not off the table. But we'll save that sort of fun for after the first bit hm? If you still want it of course.'

She didn't want it. She needed it.

She nodded and set her shoulders with determination. Then she smiled.

'Come get me then.'

She'd expected him to launch at her, Ino had told her he'd literally pounced on her and while that did sound exciting, she was immensely relieved when he simply slinked up from the armchair like a cat and slid onto the sofa next to her.

'Ready Tenten?'

She nodded, his fingers inching closer to her sides as she resisted the urge to wrap her arms around his neck out of habit.

Hey, kissing was normally how this started okay?

'Now let's see if this is one of your spots hm?' Ninja said, making her flinch a little as his warm fingers slipped under her jumper to her freshly washed sides and started flicking them up and down. Gentler than Ino had told her but definitely still nice.

She giggled a little, especially when he reached up higher, brushing her ribs and earning himself a genuine laugh and a shift as she flopped into the back cushion, giggling more as his talented fingers ran the full range of her sides, from her waist up to her armpits, slow and gentle the entire time.

It felt lovely, like being kissed by feathers and Ninja was smiling at her the whole way.

'Hmm,' he said softly, intimately, his fingers trailing up to both of her armpits. 'Not here hm? That's okay, I saw a little flicker of something lower down, yeah?'

Tenten sighed and lifted her arms to allow him to glide down her sides at the same gentle pace. It really did feel nice, if she didn't know any better she'd wonder if he was using medical jutsu on her.

But there was no green glow, this pleasing feeling was just coming from him.

'Hmm,' he muttered, frowning slightly. 'Not your waist either, interesting. Guess I'll have to keep looking …'

Please do, this is lovely.

She'd expected he'd wreck her like Ino, honestly the idea seemed to be about leaving each woman a giggling mess, but if this was what he was going to be like this whole time … well she'd always liked gentle lovers for a reason.

She loved a guy who knew how to take his time, bringing her to slow, intense orgasms. If that's what Ninja was going to do for her she'd be singing his praises just like Ino was.

And if this was just how it started and then he was going to ramp it up … Well she could work with that too.

She might not own handcuffs, but she did have silk restraints, for special occasions. She could take it a little mean.

But as Ninja's stroking fingers slid up and down her sides, tickling just enough to earn a smile and keep that gentle buzz from being touched by someone who knew how to do it properly, she decided she didn't care which way tonight went.

As long as he didn't stop.

'Hmmm,' Ninja said thoughtfully. 'If I hadn't seen that flicker of a smile up here …' he trailed off, his fingers having trailed over her hips to very little reaction beyond content sighing and a little blushing – his fingers had dipped under the waistline of her sweats and the nice pair of panties she'd put on okay? – back up her stomach to find her ribs. He tapped them and Tenten's smile got a little wider as she swallowed a giggle. 'I'd say you're not all that ticklish.'

'Am though, heh,' she laughed, his fingers now worrying along her lower ribs, her eyes watering from holding in her giggles as his fingers went over her top. It was just about working until Ninja grinned and his fingers slipped under her sweater and found bare skin. 'Ther-heheh! Hahahaha!'

'Oh don't worry Tenten,' he said teasingly, his fingers running faster than before over her skin and making her body shake as he played her lower ribs like an expert musician did his favourite instrument. 'I know you're ticklish, and I think I've found the first spot.'

Tenten laughed harder, panting to catch her breath, as his previously slow pace was forgotten and he attacked her ribs relentlessly. She rocked side to side on her sofa trying to get away but his hands were fully under her top and she couldn't get away, not without going topless.

And she wasn't wearing a bra.

He hadn't earned seeing her boobs yet.

It also had nothing to do with the fact that when his tickles went higher his warm fingers were brushing the undersides of her boobs …

And that it sent shivers of need down her spine every time they did.

'So that's one,' Ninja said, his fingers still ripping fresh giggles and delighted tears from her. 'Two more at least yeah?'

Tenten nodded enthusiastically, finally gathering her breath as his fingers left her ribs and her uproar of laughter lowered to gentle titters.

That was until he took one finger, his covered eyes trapping hers, and dragged it down the center of her ribs, over her taut stomach muscles until he found her belly button.

The giggles that had been growing as he'd skated over mildly ticklish spots turned frantic. 'No-oh-oh-oh! Not there!'

'Not here?' He asked in mock innocence, it made her already hard nipples tingle. 'Why not?'

He ran the one finger around her belly button in a taunting circle and Tenten shook her head violently. His fingertip was dipping into the divot just a little at the bottom of every circle and it was enough to set her nerves on fire.

Her thighs rubbed together as she slipped lower on the sofa and Ninja leant over her, both of his legs on either side of hers.

God he looked so tall like that. That wasn't helping her stay … ahem, strong.

'Cos it tickles!' she gasped as he fully dipped his finger into her belly button but took it back out just as quick. He earned a stifled shriek and her hands grabbing at his through her top.

'And you don't like that?' He asked, teasingly but still gentle. 'Well I can move on if you like, come back to it later …'

She finally managed to catch her breath as his finger trailed away. She was only a little sad that he hadn't been meaner and tickled her belly button properly. Unless that counted as finding the second one?

She asked and the way Ninja smiled at her, like a wolf would a lone sheep, made her thighs rub together again, the waistband of her sweats dipping lower over her hips.

'No,' Ninja said, his voice promising delightful punishment for her chickening out.

If it was going to be slow and drawn out like his every blissful touch had been so far, she couldn't wait.

'Okay,' he said, his smile turning sly as his solitary finger was joined by its brothers and danced down to her waist, her breathing hitching and her cheeks burning as they grazed her waistband again. 'Let's go lower shall we?'

'Uh huh,' she murmured, watching his face and not his hands as they slid along the fabric of her sweatpants to her hips and squeezed tight enough the pressure made her ache. 'Mmmm.'

It didn't tickle but for the first time she was disappointed this wasn't going to end with him in her.

The tightness of that squeeze … And if he pulled her hips back with the same strength?

Mmmmmm.

'Liked that a little more hm?' he teased and Tenten's cheeks got a little hotter when his fingers slipped under the dipping waistband.

He squeezed her bare skin and she swallowed as much of the groan it pulled from her as she could.

It'd been a while since someone had touched her like that, she was going to give herself a pass for being so easily pleased.

Ninja didn't say anything about it but there was definitely a little something behind that smile that made her knees wobble as her eyes opened again.

And her lips pulse.

His fingers on her hips sped up, dancing across her bare skin the best they could trapped under the fabric, sending little shocks of desire through her nerves and to her stomach. Trembles of approval shooting to her lips, making it harder not to moan at the fast touches.

'Hmmm,' he said, the pretend frustration only making her more eager for what he had in mind. If she wasn't certain that was the whole point … she'd call him a terrible actor. 'You might be enjoying this Tenten, but it's not tickling is it? Oh well moving on.'

She could have cried when his fingers went to move back up and out of her sweats, she wasn't done with the feel of his skin on hers. She considered faking a laugh but with him this close to her? He'd be able to tell.

Though, going by how much slyer his smile was getting … and more importantly that his hands hadn't fully come out of her pants …

'Unless …' he said slowly, his fingers tracing fiery circles over her hips and the sides of her thighs. 'Maybe it's just cos these are in the way …'

She met his masked gaze and paused when he pulled his hands away from her skin, stretching the pants out so there was a couple centimeters of air between her and the waistband.

The question that sat in the air unasked was heavy.

It had all been very safe so far … over the clothes and under the clothes stuff, but nothing had come off yet.

If clothes started coming off …

How long until he had her naked and at his mercy?

But that touch …

And Ino had made it very clear, he was to be trusted. He was safe.

If she was uncomfortable at any point … wanted it to stop at any point … he'd do it. Without question or reprisal.

He watched her carefully, his wonderful fingers falling still on her hips, holding them gently but close. She could feel his pulse in her hip bones.

Or was that just her pussy?

'Tenten?' He asked, his voice sincere and gentler than moments before, the act dropped at the first hint of hesitation. Like he said it would be. 'You alright?'

His hands were warm against her skin, instantly comforting and enticing in equal measure. She wanted them to go lower.

Lower and in.

Screw it.

'Take them off me,' she said. 'Maybe you're right and they're just getting in the way.'

His soft frown morphed into a wolfish grin in an instant and he nodded. 'Yes ma'am,' he said.

He took his time, his fingers pulling the waist of her sweats down over her muscled thighs, his thumbs grazing her all the way down, his covered eyes never leaving hers. The intensity of his gaze intoxicating.

The sweats were off and cast aside with barely a glance away. She'd had to shift onto laying across her sofa to get her legs up high enough, and was about to sit upright again but then Ninja's fingers were right back at her hips, squeezing, tickling and pinching, eking out moans and pleased sighs but no laughs as she lay on her stomach.

He didn't seem to care though, his palms gliding down her thighs and around to her ass, a cursory tickle only being replaced by a firmer, glorifying stroke from both hands.

'Mmm,' she groaned as his one palm covered most of her ass and he gave it a slow, firm squeeze. 'Funny kind of tickling there Ninja.'

He chuckled and gave her another playful squeeze, making the smile on her face wider even as her eyes closed in time for his palms to glide down the back of her thighs.

'Sorry Tenten,' he said, fingers moving at tickling speeds again as he reached the back of her knees. 'But you've got a great ass, probably all those squats, couldn't resist a little squeeze.'

Her cheeks flushed and she turned her head. 'Thanks.'

He winked … she thought, and sighed as he used both his hands to search again. 'Not finding many ticklish spots though. If I give that glorious ass of yours another squeeze do I get a hint?'

She grinned at him before humming contently, her head dipping low as she groaned lightly. He might not be getting the giggles he was after but she had no complaints about his skilled hands gracing her legs. It felt heavenly.

'I'll think about it,' she said with a playful wink.

He laughed and she tingled.

God, this had been such a good idea, she felt so fucking sexy!

A gorgeous man running his hands all over her legs and squeezing her ass? Which he called great? All while she lay on her sofa in just a pair of underwear and a loose sweater? Fuck yeah.

She could see why Ino had wanted to blow this guy.

She was thinking about it a little herself as his fingers dipped to her inner thighs. No tickling to be seen, just expert strokes that got pleasantly close to somewhere very private.

Naughty boy.

She approved.

'Guess it's time for an old favourite,' he sighed unconvincingly.

But she wasn't really listening, too lost in the pleasant fire his touch was stoking. So as his fingers ran lower and lower she was only vaguely aware he was about to hit gold when his hand locked fully around one of her ankles.

She didn't have time to even get out the suh part of stop before his fingers were attacking her soles.

She thrashed, pitching to and fro on the sofa dangerously, aware she was close to falling off in the abstract way that a half asleep person is aware of the edge of their bed, and laughed.

'Knew it,' he cackled victoriously, and sexily, as his fingers danced up and down her feet, his grip on her ankle too tight for her to break free as her foot went into spasms, delight and shock shooting through her nerves to her brain and leaving her acting on pure instinct.

That was the only way she could rationalise that the more he tickled her foot, his fingers digging in between her toes evilly, only to then spider over the main part of her sole, the more turned on she was getting.

She really hadn't gotten the appeal of tickling in a sexual way before tonight, it seemed kinda odd really. Who wanted someone messing with their feet, armpits or belly button? She could understand fingers playing with other parts of your body, but tickling?

It had never struck her as sexy.

But now?

She hadn't been this turned on in months. Months.

And she knew why.

Because while she knew Ninja wouldn't take it as far as an actual lover might … a gorgeous man, with his skilled hands all over your body? As he maybe pinned you down and left you entirely at his mercy?

Yeah. She could get that.

And right now, when she managed to catch glimpses of the downright stunning smile on her tickler's face, it was more than his fingers she wanted.

Because he was clearly enjoying this just as much as her and all she could wonder was … Was he hard right now?

She almost dared to ask when he released her ankle and she could finally catch her breath, but she couldn't hold onto the air long enough before he chuckled to himself and grabbed her other ankle.

'Hahahahahahahahahaha!' Tenten's laughter only grew as he repeated his assault on his new target, her arousal burning with every tortuously quick stroke of his fingers, her panties almost certainly sticking to her with how wet she felt. 'Stahahahahahahahp!'

'No,' Ninja said simply. 'Not when you're laughing so sexily Tenten, what kind of man would want to stop hearing you enjoying yourself so much?'

She balled up fists of sofa cushion, her laughter getting frantic as she kicked and squealed under his somehow even faster attack.

He was totally hard, God, she wanted to know! She wanted …

She wanted …

She needed to know! She needed to see!

Please, let him be hard as he played with her body.

Please!

Maybe if he saw how wet she was making her she'd be able to tell? Or even if she could just get a better angle than over her shoulder?

Yeah! That would be worth a shot.

But Ninja wasn't giving her much chance to manoeuvre, and she was only just managing to catch enough air to breathe and laugh, but damn it all. She needed to know!

So she turned over the moment he let go of her ankle, probably only to swap to her other foot again, and she was so caught up in the exhilaration of being able to turn over, and that this glorious man was fully looming over her, that she hadn't realised her mistake.

Until she landed on the floor ass first with a very unsexy 'oof!'

There was a beat where Ninja was staring at her from his kneeling position on her sofa, a hiss of sympathy from his teeth, before his smile got wolfish again and he was moving.

'Not trying to get away from me are you Tenten?' Ninja asked teasingly, his movement languid as he crawled down on his hands and knees and came to rest between her legs. 'Cos we've only found two of your three weak points and if you make me chase you …'

He leant in, his thighs pushing hers further apart and his palms on her heated skin and spreading her legs without looking away from her face.

If she hadn't been wet already … God.

His breath was on her neck and she had to swallow the needy groan it brought out of her.

'I'm gonna make that sexy laugh sound awful hoarse when I catch you.'

The pseudo-threat was hot, she had to give that to him. It definitely would have made her tingle in all the best ways on its own, especially when he pulled back just far enough so she could taste his breath on her tongue.

But well … something else was already setting every nerve she had on fire.

Because she'd got the answer to her question.

It was currently pressing against her inner thigh.

Even through his pants and probably boxers.

God YES!

He was hard. Because of her!

This man, who had had God knew how many beautiful women naked and begging for him to fuck them in the past few months, had his erection pressing into her thigh.

The bitchy little voice that told her she was just one of the boys had been fully muzzled and kicked into the darkest corner of her mind and she didn't think it'd ever come back.

Especially when she caught Ninja glancing down at where their bodies met and shrugging nonchalantly.

He knew she could feel him, it was like he wanted her to know she'd made him hard.

She could kiss Ninja.

Hell, she could fuck him.

The ego boost of him fucking her when he didn't fuck Ino would probably keep her dancing for years too.

But that wasn't going to happen.

Even as Ninja's hands snaked up from her thighs, a gentle squeeze of her hips making her eyes close for half a moment, Tenten was reminded of his biggest rule.

No sex.

And he might be hard, but that didn't mean he'd lost all control of himself.

He wasn't going to fuck her just because he was hard.

She was a little disappointed she wasn't going to get the bragging rights of being the one to break his rule, though it might just be that she definitely needed a good lay, but it soon went away as Ninja's fingers started to shift over her stomach.

The giggles came quickly, almost as quick as his fingers, her body jutting side to side, her top tight against her chest, she hoped it drew his eyes down to her boobs a little but honestly she didn't really care.

He'd have a full view soon, especially if he planned to keep his promise to kiss them.

Going by everything he'd done so far, she didn't see him doing that through her top.

Another delighted tingle ran through her as she pictured those lips against her boobs and nipples, suckling and kissing like he couldn't think of anything he'd rather be doing.

So she didn't even protest when he took the front of her top in one hand and yanked it up to expose her stomach.

She just giggled and writhed, waiting for the inevitable, wanting it even.

Because once he'd done punishing her for making him break off from her final weak spot … he'd move on to what she really wanted from him.

Didn't mean she didn't laugh until her lungs hurt as he somehow winked at her through the mask and slipped a single finger into her bellybutton and hooked it slowly before saying: 'And three.'

She couldn't tell you how long he tickled her there, something in her brain just forgot how time worked as she surrendered to the laughter.

What she could tell you was that it made every single nerve she had scream in delight. That there was a faint glow of chakra coming from her belly button as she thrashed from side to side, trying to roll onto her belly on instinct, only to be yanked back onto her back and tickled harder.

Her top started ride up higher and higher with every instinctual and futile escape attempt she made, until it rose up enough that he must have been able to see her hard nipples.

She'd wondered for a half second if he'd noticed, if he'd liked what he'd seen.

Because that's how long it took for him to react.

'Mmm,' he growled hungrily. 'Someone's enjoying herself I see.'

Her heart hammered as his free hand slid up her rocking stomach. She arched her back as his big hand disappeared up her top and wrapped around a boob, and squeezed.

'Mmmmmm,' she moaned, his finger falling still in her belly button as he massaged her, his palm rubbing over her nipple delectably as she writhed, pushing her chest closer to his hand. 'Ninja.'

She had just started to pant, her head falling to the side languidly and her eyes firmly closed, when his hands slipped away and she did her best not to growl and wrench his hand back up her top.

'Well,' Ninja said with a winning smile. 'I think we can definitively say I've found the three spots you know about. Sorry for getting ahead of myself Tenten, but if your ass is amazing … well, I'm sure you can feel what I think about your breasts.'

She could. Hell, she was pretty sure the throb against her thigh would live in her mind for years.

There was a thought that she shouldn't be taking comments on her body so positively, that she was more than her physical appearance.

But … well fuck, it had been a very long time since a guy had been so turned on by her body that she was going to give him a pass.

Only if he hadn't finished with her though. She hadn't cum yet. And as much as she'd already needed an orgasm … that need didn't come close to how badly she needed one now.

He didn't need to know that though, she could be a little coy about it.

You know … until he pulled the disguise off her just like her clothes.

She pushed herself up onto her elbows. 'Sure, not done though right?'

Ninja smirked. 'Nowhere near, I need to kiss those glorious breasts first don't I?'

She smirked back at him. 'So no kissing unless it's boobs? You're such a guy.'

'Guilty,' he said, raising hands in submission with a playful smile. 'Do you need to catch your breath before we continue? I can get you a glass of water?'

Tenten shook her head. 'I can get that, do you need one?'

Because now he wasn't wrecking her whole world, she could see he was breathing heavy too.

Ino hadn't mentioned making him breathe hard.

Oh she liked that. She liked that a lot.

He shook his head and moved back and stood. 'No, I'm quite alright. Let's take five and we'll get right back to it.'

He offered her a hand and she took it, reveling in the ease with which he lifted her from the floor to her feet, making her heart flutter just a little. And other parts of her.

It was hardly the first time she'd been lifted so easily by a man, she a) worked with ninja and b) Lee's exuberance often led to him bodily lifting people up. You got used to it.

But no man had ever lifted her like that when she was half-dressed and after doing what Ninja had just done to her.

So she might have turned away from him a little quicker than normal, her face burning as she'd met his covered eyes in an intense gaze.

It was silly obviously, to blush over a look when his hand had literally been on her boob, but she couldn't help it. It passed though and she made her way over to her kitchenette.

His eyes never left her as she walked away, and she was pretty sure they were on her ass, so she gave him a little wiggle in each step before she turned around at the counters to face him.

His eyes were already on hers when she turned, but she was pretty sure she'd seen them dart there in the first few moments.

Guy was really doing her ego wonders. She'd never felt so sexy.

And he wasn't done. God.

She needed to distract herself though, she was getting dangerously close to wishing this wasn't going to end with her sleeping alone. And that was not what she wanted out of tonight.

Good thing she had more questions for him.

She pushed the handle for cold water and started to fill a glass from the draining board. 'So tell me something, while we're catching our breath.'

She gave him a meaningful look and he chuckled lowly, reclining on her sofa pleasantly.

He may have put his arms behind his head and his clothes might be tight enough to show her just how in shape Ninja was.

Yum.

'I know it's not going to end with sex,' Tenten said, Ninja nodding only making her a little disappointed. 'But have you ever wished one of your visits could go that way?'

Ninja shrugged as Tenten turned off the tap. 'Sure, but I was chosen because I can control my desires.' Ninja continued, then he chuckled. 'If not my body.'

She gave him a dirty smile and he returned it.

'Hope that doesn't make this seedy or anything?'

Tenten sipped on her water, the cool liquid refreshing and soothing her slightly aching throat. She really had been laughing hard.

'Nah,' Tenten said. 'You're only human. Honestly knowing that you were 'enjoying' that –'

She gestured at the sofa and floor, her cheeks burning only a little as the memory of his hands on her skin sang through her senses.

'Is really helping with a problem I've been having lately.'

Ninja hummed. 'You're a beautiful woman Tenten, any man would be lucky to be with you. And not just because you've got a great ass and amazing breasts.'

She snorted and took gulp of water. 'Are you always such a sweet talker?'

He grinned. 'I mean, who said I can't kiss your ass and your breasts?'

She waved at him dismissively and took another large gulp of water. Not because she'd needed to shut him up before he made her blush again, but because she was really thirsty.

Honest.

She put the glass back down in the sink and looked at him expectantly.

He rose slowly, the anticipation in her gut growing as he slinked closer.

'Shall we?' he asked.

'You gonna tickle me with the feather this time?' Tenten asked as she slid back around to stand between him and the counter. 'Like you did Ino?'

Ninja smiled. 'I can, but is that what you want?'

He took her chin in between his thumb and forefinger, tilting her head up gently.

God he was tall.

She wanted to climb him.

But mostly she wanted him to touch her.

She didn't want a feather, she wanted him.

'No. I think I'm done with the tickling part.'

Ninja nodded and his thumb rubbed just below her bottom lip, shivers flickering over where his thumb went.

'What can I do for you Tenten?'

Fuck me.

'Keep your promise,' she gestured at her boobs. 'You've been here ages and I still have unkissed boobs.'

His grin turned sly. 'I should fix that.'

Tenten barely had time to agree before she was being lifted again. His warm hands cupping the back of her thighs and planting her on the kitchen counter.

His eyebrows waggled under his mask, as he moved between her legs once again.

It took a lot of her self-control not to wrap them around him, it took even more not to steal a kiss.

When his hands disappeared up her top and found both of her boobs it took the rest of it.

'Mmm,' she whined as he squeezed and massaged them with expertise that could only come from hours of practice. 'Ninja.'

He pressed against her, the countertop just a little too high for him to press what she wanted against her but she didn't have long to be annoyed by that. Besides, it was probably for the best.

If she'd been able to feel his erection against her underwear when he'd whipped her top up and off, leaving her naked but for soaked panties on the counter, she actually would have wrapped her legs around him and attacked his face with her mouth.

And then he'd probably have stopped and she'd be left wanting and desperate.

Heavens knew what she'd do if he left her like that.

His hands were back on her boobs before she had time to think about it much though, thank God, his thumbs worrying her nipples with slow determination.

'Ah! Ah!' she panted into the air between them. 'Ninja!'

He just smiled that same smile, his head dipping as her eyes closed, the pleasure peaking and crashing over her when she felt his breath on her neck.

'When you tell others about tonight Ten,' he murmured. 'Be sure to not mention that you got neck kisses, this might be skirting a little too close to breaking the rules. Dangerous precedent.'

Her eyes shot open, the way he said Ten … for a flicker of a moment she could have sworn she recognised it.

But then she saw him lingering where her pulse was pounding, like he was waiting for her to promise. And she didn't care about his voice being familiar anymore.

'Mhmm,' she said. She might have whimpered actually, but he was still playing with her nipples in her defence. 'Promise.'

'Promise?' he repeated, pinching both her nipples and pulling just a little.

'Mmmmmmhmmmmmm!' Tenten moaned and nodded emphatically. 'Promise!'

'Good,' he purred, his lips falling on her neck and sucking around her pulse. His fingers pinching once more and then cupping her boobs again, massaging and squeezing them gloriously.

He kept this up, she was gonna cum before he even got his lips where she wanted them.

She leant her head to the side, giving Ninja more space to make more of the small circles he was gifting her with his tongue. Each circle followed by a long kiss that had to be leaving marks, until he got to her collarbones.

She panted and groaned the entire time, his breath tickling her chest more than any feather could. She wanted more, she needed more.

'Mmm,' Ninja moaned into her skin, his lips catching as they dragged down to the top of her boob, his hand falling away, probably resting on the countertop but she'd thrown her head back in utter relief the moment his lips had touched her boob. 'Like I said Tenten, amazing.'

He glanced up at her and she groaned, her hand finding the back of his head just in time for his lips to kiss at her abused nipple.

'Oh!' she gasped as he sucked gently. 'Sucking too?'

'Mhmm,' he murmured against her skin. 'Unless you don't want it?'

She shook her head hurriedly, her fingers bunching up his brown hair as she pushed her chest into his face. 'More!'

He chuckled and sucked again, she moaned into the air, leaning back on one hand as the other covered the one of his still on her other boob.

He squeezed it, she squeezed his hand. She panted hard, he sucked her nipple harder.

He somehow managed to keep a steady pressure of sucks and squeezes so both of her boobs radiated pleasure, every move of his lips and fingers eking louder and louder pants and moans from her as she pulled his face ever closer, her body bucking against his the more affection he showed her boobs.

Sucks turned into kisses then into licks and back into sucks, his hand swapping from squeezing and massaging to flicking and pinching.

He swapped to her other boob, her hand slapping down on the countertop as she arched back, fingers curling and uncurling as Ninja lavished her with his wondrous attention.

Pressure built like a dull ache in her lips, every kiss, lick, flick, squeeze, stroke and suck stoking a long ignored fire inside her.

If he didn't let up she was actually gonna cum just from him playing with her boobs. The wonderful man.

This was what she'd needed for months now. What she'd wanted from Neji for months. For him to show up at her place and pleasure her in her kitchen and living room. Not even getting to the bedroom before he had her cumming for him.

But Neji wasn't here. And right now, she didn't want him to be.

She was glad it was Ninja. It was better it was Ninja.

She could just dissolve into wanton moaning with him. Lose all restraint and just let him play with her body until she couldn't talk anymore.

It would be embarrassing if she'd been like this with Neji the first time. He didn't deserve to see this side of her yet. He hadn't earned it.

Ninja gave her nipple an extra good suck and she moaned so loud she was certain her neighbours heard her.

But she didn't care.

And she didn't care that it wasn't Neji between her legs and making her toes curl with his mouth right now.

All she cared about was that Ninja kept touching her.

For the first time in months … she was on the verge of an orgasm and she wasn't picturing his stupid pupiless face.

And she felt so fucking sexy!

She didn't need him to see her as a woman, she didn't need his attention. She didn't need him.

Thank God.

No.

Thank Ninja.

'Ninja,' she groaned out. 'Ninja!'

He grunted and stopped, her nipple still resting against his fabulous lips. 'Problem Ten?'

'No-oh,' she moaned. He may have stopped sucking her nipple, but he was still massaging her other boob. 'Mmm, no problem. Just wanted, ah, to thank you.'

He chuckled. 'You're welcome, but maybe save the thanks for when I'm done yeah?'

'Yeah,' Tenten laughed. It was breathless and ecstatic, she could hear it. But it was quickly replaced by more pants as Ninja started sucking and licking her nipple again.

This was Heaven.

She was in Heaven.

And then it got better.

The hand on her boob slipped down, Ninja making every centimetre of her skin his fingers touched sing, the way his fingertips danced along the curve of it making her lips turn up in an open smile even as he kept kissing and sucking.

Her moans turned giggly as he went slow over her ribs, her boob jiggly against his mouth in a way he approved of by the groan in his throat.

She briefly worried he'd tickle her belly button again but other than a cursory glance over her stomach, he didn't.

No he had a much more fun place in mind.

She was so enraptured by what his lips were doing to her that she hadn't realised just how low his hand was until it was on her thigh.

'Ninja,' she hissed approvingly, resisting the urge to kiss his forehead, or the top of his head. The lines were blurred enough already. She didn't want to ruin it.

She let him spread her legs some more, a deep carnal thrum of approval in her gut drowning out her heartbeat as his warm palm graced her inner thigh.

And when it moved up, so slowly, God, so so slowly, she tensed in needy anticipation.

'Mmmm!' she hummed when Ninja's dexterous fingers slid over her probably ruined underwear and traced her lips, one finger mapping out every inch of them and sending fire and relief through her whole body. 'Yeah! There!'

He broke away from her boob, his face back at eye level and she stared into the black eyes of his mask.

He held her gaze, the hand that had been supporting his weight now at the back of her head, holding it gently as he watched every whimper and gasp he gave her. Satisfaction and determination all over his face, making her tingle in the best of ways.

And then he spoke. His voice private and real, not the performance of a seducer, not the fumbling of a fevered one night stand, but that of a long term lover.

'You're so beautiful,' he murmured to her, his fingers never changing pace as he traced and rubbed at her lips, the pressure that had been building roiling like the sea in a typhoon. 'And I am sorry that you've not been told that lately. That you have been made to feel like a machine and not a living, breathing, needing woman.'

'Uh huuuh,' she groaned, her eyes slipping closed and her head lolling back against his palm. Her hand reached out for him, finding his chest and bunching up the front of his top. 'Needed … this, fuck.'

He smiled and his fingers slipped to the hem of her underwear. 'Can I take these off?'

Tenten nodded without thinking. They were in the way and they needed to be gone. 'Rip them, I don't care.'

He chuckled and did just that, Tenten feeling the warm air against her aching pussy just long enough for Ninja's fingers to be back on her lips. She pitched forward ever so slightly, but Ninja held her in place. His grip firm and somehow gentle at the same time just making her wetter and her hips grind harder.

She couldn't help but stare at him through half open eyes, her mind a fog of pleasure and excruciating need.

He was intoxicating. Not his touch or his voice but him.

She understood why the only one night rule was in place. She could let him touch her like this forever, wanted him to in fact.

Fuck, it was no wonder Ino had been having sex every day since her visit. She'd ride Ninja for the rest of the year if he let her. And then keep going.

Ninja seemed to read her mind and smiled at her understandingly. 'I know Ten, I know. But I can't.'

She could have sworn there was genuine regret in his voice when he said that but she couldn't be sure.

His fingers had started to glow with chakra at that point and the world outside of the immediate orgasm that burst from her, like water from a broken dam, stopped existing.

'Ah! Ah! AHHHHHHHHHHH!' she screamed, his chakra infused fingers moving at the same pace even as she rocked against his hand, the warmth of his chakra seeping into her pussy like she wished his fingers would and a second orgasm followed the first.

He held her against him as she came again and again, her screaming muffled by his top as she clung to him desperately, his fingers rubbing up and down her lips as his chakra made love to her slow and sweet.

All the time she was cumming he never stopped, like he was determined to wipe her mind entirely blank and leave her nothing but a moaning, orgasming mess of a woman.

When his fingers found her clit like he'd known exactly where it was and had just been waiting for the right moment to strike … he succeeded.

Tenten's entire world extended only as far as Ninja's chakra and her clit.

She didn't know how many times she came, she didn't know how long she screamed for him. She didn't even know when Ninja had moved them back to the sofa, or that her legs had wrapped around him so tight she'd have felt just how hard he was if she was able to notice. And that she'd be unable to miss it when he'd planted her down on his lap, ass against his crotch and started squeezing and massaging her boobs with his free hand, the fingers of that hand aflame with more of his chakra.

She didn't hear the whispered, breathy compliments he lavished her with either, things that would probably have made her blush like a schoolgirl if his chakra wasn't in the process of fucking her better than any man could dream of.

No, the only thing Tenten knew until a couple of minutes after Ninja had stopped playing with her body, was true, unabashed bliss.

And she wanted to live in that state goddamn it.

She came back to herself on the sofa, still in his lap, resting back against his chest and gasping for breath like she'd run a marathon in a minute, her entire body tingling and screaming its utter joy.

'Back with me Ten?' he asked gently. His hand moving her hair out of her face and guiding her down onto her sofa as delicately as he could. 'You kinda spaced out on me there.'

She laughed wryly. 'Never been better.'

'Good.' He grinned and rose from the sofa. 'Want me to carry you to bed?'

She shook her head. 'If you get anywhere near my bed I'm going to beg you to stay and fuck me. And the rejection would ruin … this.'

Because yes, she might be goo right now, but if he gave her some time to recover, she'd be entirely throwing herself at him. She'd felt him hard and against her too many times to lie and say she wouldn't.

And as badly as she wanted to try and convince him.

He wouldn't cave. For all the regret he may have shown or she'd imagined, all the gentle rule bending he'd done …

If he hadn't broken the kissing on the lips rule, he wasn't breaking the sex one.

Ninja nodded simply and leant down to stroke her hair. She pressed into it and sighed. 'Thank you for understanding that.'

She hummed and smiled serenely. 'Get my pillow and duvet though?'

Ninja was gone and back with both before she'd been able to open her eyes to see if he'd moved.

He was tender as he lifted her head to put the pillow under it, and draped her duvet over before tucking her in.

'Anything else before I go?' he asked softly.

Tenten shook her head but forced her eyes open one more time. The tingling that was still running through her whole body making it awfully hard not to just lie there and soak up the pulses from her pussy and clit.

'No, just … thank you … for making me feel like a woman again,' she said, the words slurred with sleepiness even to her. 'I … needed that.'

'I know,' Ninja said, his tone comforting and validating all at once. 'I hope Neji notices that soon too. But if he doesn't … well I hope tonight will help give you the confidence to make him see.'

Tenten nodded as Neji's face ran through her mind again.

Wait … how did …

'How do you know about him?' A flash of energy shot through her just long enough to push her up into a sitting position, the duvet falling away from her chest.

Ninja was already at the living room window, the white feather she'd put up hours ago now a brilliant gold as he twirled it in between his fingers. He grinned when he saw her sat up and inclined his head.

'You were moaning his name at the end,' Ninja chuckled. 'If I were an actual hook up I'd be insulted.'

Her face burned but her eyes narrowed at the already moving Ninja.

'No I didn't.'

Did she?

Ninja just grinned some more. 'Sure Ten, now sleep. You're gonna need it.'

Ten.

That voice … she knew it … she was sure of it.

But from where?!

Her mind was a fog of afterglow and her clit and lips were still pulsing. She felt so goddamn good that she couldn't put together her thoughts long enough to try for memories.

'Well,' Ninja said with finality. 'Good night Tenten, do please tell all your friends about me and remember …'

He touched his lips with a single finger and kissed it.

'The neck kisses are just between me and you.'

She flushed and the pulses below her waist throbbed.

And then with a twirl and a gentle breeze he was gone.

Tenten stared at the spot he'd been in for a long moment and then laughed once.

She couldn't even be mad at him for claiming she'd moaned for Neji. Fuck, she probably had.

She collapsed down on her sofa and groaned contentedly as she sank into the comfortable cushions.

If he was telling the truth, which he probably was damn him, that meant that even lost in the best orgasms she'd had in years … her body still cried out for her damn bishy bitch of a teammate.

That might just be a sign it was time to do something about it.

Because as satisfying and wonderful as tonight had been … it wasn't enough. Ino had been right, she did feel a little cheated out of the lay of a lifetime with Ninja.

Especially when he'd whipped out that chakra trick.

Fuck, she needed to fuck someone as soon as possible now. And she had just the man in mind.

Neji was good with his chakra too. And he might be able to put it to better use if he used his Byakugan in creative ways.

She looked over at the digital clock by the TV.

It was the early hours of Saturday morning already. She had a training session in the afternoon with Neji. Just the two of them.

Perfect. Enough time to sleep, shower and get … supplies.

And if he didn't react the way she wanted him to with what she had in mind for their training session then he really was an idiot and she'd move on. Because she could now, she knew that.

So win-win really.

She yawned and grinned at her still tingling nipples as she let her mind wander to how her training session could go later.

And then she hunkered down on her sofa where Ninja had left her.

She fell into sleep, her dreams full of Neji picking up where Ninja had left off.

When she woke the next morning, she felt more rested and relaxed than she had in months. Even though she'd been on her sofa all night.

She walked, on slightly wobbly legs, over to where Ninja had left the feather and smiled to herself.

Then she put it in a drawer and took her duvet and pillow back to her bedroom, dumping it on the mattress dismissively.

Wasn't like she had any plans of sleeping on it anytime soon.

And indeed she didn't.

Turned out even Neji wasn't so stoic that he could pretend he wasn't hard when Tenten had straddled him in the middle of the training ground. And shoved his hand up her top after she'd unbuttoned it while staring into his widening eyes.

She was just thankful she'd been able to cover up the marks Ninja had left on her boobs with a little medical jutsu Sakura had taught her once.

You know …

Before Neji gave her some more.

In even better places.