Last time I got reviews, asking for more Tenten. When it comes down to shipping I'm a bit stubborn and in my world she'll always be Neji's girl; so this is another Neji x Tenten.
Also, this chapter contains wholesome bondage.
Tenten pulled Neji into her small flat, their bodies still warm from training. The usually composed Hyuga found himself pressed against the wall as soon as the door clicked shut. Her fingers tangled in his long dark hair, pulling him down to her height.
"I've been wanting to do this all day," she whispered, her breath hot against his neck. The stoic shinobi's pale eyes widened slightly, his usual self-control wavering.
"Tenten..." he breathed, but she silenced him with a deep, hungry kiss. Her tongue traced his lower lip, demanding entry. For once, the prodigy surrendered control, parting his lips with a soft groan. His hands found her hips, pulling her closer.
She started undoing the buttons of his traditional robes, her skilled fingers making quick work of the fabric. "You wear too many layers," she complained between kisses, finally exposing his toned chest. Her hands explored every inch of exposed skin, tracing the definition of his muscles.
Neji's breathing grew heavier as she pressed herself against him. "Your hair..." he murmured, reaching up to release her signature buns. Dark waves cascaded down her back as he ran his fingers through them.
"I love when you let go like this," Tenten purred, nipping at his earlobe. Her teeth grazed the sensitive skin, making him grip her waist tighter. "No clan politics, no stoic facade..." Her hot breath against his ear sent shivers down his spine.
"Tenten..." he gasped as she traced down his neck with her tongue, leaving a trail of purple marks that would definitely show tomorrow. She smiled against his skin, proud of marking the usually pristine Hyuga.
"What would the elders say?" she teased, sucking particularly hard at his pulse point. "Their precious prodigy, all marked up by a common kunoichi?"
Neji's pale eyes darkened with desire. "You're anything but common," he growled, his hands sliding under her shirt to caress the toned muscles of her back.
She walked him backward toward her bedroom, never breaking contact. "Show me then," she challenged, pushing his robes off his shoulders completely. They pooled at his feet, leaving his chest bare to her wandering hands.
"These muscles..." she murmured appreciatively, tracing each defined ab with her fingertips. "All that Gentle Fist training definitely paid off."
He caught her wrist as she went lower, his breath ragged. "You're playing with fire."
"Maybe I want to get burned," she replied, using her free hand to pull his hair, exposing more of his neck to her hungry mouth. The back of his knees hit her bed, and she pushed him down onto it, straddling his hips. Her hands ran up his chest as she ground against him, making him moan deeply.
"I love that sound," she whispered, leaning down to capture his lips again. "I love making the mighty Neji Hyuga lose control."
His hands slid up her thighs, bunching her training pants. "Only for you," he admitted between kisses, his usual composure completely shattered. She sat up, slowly removing her top to reveal her bindings underneath. Neji's Byakugan activated involuntarily, his chakra network lighting up with arousal as he took in every inch of her.
"Like what you see?" Tenten teased, her fingers working at the knot of her bindings. Her hips rolled against his as she slowly unwound the fabric. "Those eyes of yours are quite the advantage..."
Neji's breath hitched as each layer revealed more skin. His Byakugan traced every curve, every battle scar, every sensitive chakra point. "You're beautiful," he whispered, his usual eloquence deserting him. She leaned down, attacking his neck again. Her teeth grazed his pulse point as her bare chest pressed against his. The sensation made him arch up against her with a gasp. She sucked hard at the sensitive spot where his neck met his shoulder, determined to mark him as hers.
"T-Tenten..." he whimpered, his hands clutching at her bare back. She smiled against his skin, loving how the mighty Hyuga prodigy was coming undone beneath her.
"What happened to that famous self-control?" she murmured, biting down harder. Her tongue soothed the spot before she sucked again, drawing a pathetic whine from his throat that made her throb with desire.
"You're impossible," he gasped, his fingers tangling in her loose hair. She hummed against his neck, leaving a trail of purple marks that would definitely show above his collar tomorrow.
"And you love it," she replied, grinding down against the obvious bulge in his pants. His head fell back with a desperate moan that made her feel powerful. "Look at you, all marked up and needy..."
His pale eyes were glazed with lust as she sat up to admire her work. The pristine skin of his neck was now decorated with a constellation of purple bruises. "The elders will have a fit," he managed to say.
"Good," she smirked, running her hands down his chest. "Let them know you're mine." Her fingers traced each defined muscle, feeling them twitch under her touch. Then she sat back, stretching languidly as she raised her arms behind her head. The movement made her back arch, presenting her perfect breasts to his hungry gaze. Small and firm from years of training, topped with rosy peaks hardened by the cool air and arousal. Neji's legendary focus shattered completely. His Byakugan showed him every detail - the quickened flow of chakra through her network, the way her heart raced, the heat building between them. A strangled sound escaped his throat.
"See something you like?" she teased, rolling her hips. "The great Neji Hyuga, rendered speechless?" Unable to resist any longer, he sat up, wrapping an arm around her waist. His lips found her collarbone, trailing kisses down to her breast. She gasped as his tongue circled one peak, his free hand cupping the other.
"Neji!" she moaned, fingers tangling in his long hair. He hummed against her skin, the vibration making her arch further into his touch.
"You drive me crazy," he murmured between kisses. "Every training session, watching you move..." His teeth grazed her sensitive flesh, making her whimper. "Do you know how hard it is to maintain composure?" She tugged his hair, pulling him back to look at her. His pale eyes were dark with desire, his usual stoic expression replaced with raw need. His lips were swollen from their kisses, his perfect composure completely shattered.
"My, my..." she purred, drinking in his desperate expression. "Who would have thought the mighty Hyuga prodigy could look so... wanton?" A deep blush spread across his cheeks, but he couldn't look away. Her dominance over him was intoxicating. She traced a finger along his jaw, down his marked neck.
"I think," she whispered with a devilish smile, her voice dropping to a husky tone that made him shiver, "you need some proper teaching, Neji-kun." She pushed him back onto the bed, straddling his hips. "Let your senpai show you how it's done..."
"Tenten..." he gasped as she pinned his wrists above his head. The mighty Byakugan user, capable of seeing everything within a vast radius, found himself completely at her mercy.
"That's right," she murmured, nipping at his ear. "Just surrender to me. No more control, no more perfect posture..." Her free hand traced down his chest, feeling his racing heart. "Just feel..."
His breathing grew ragged as she explored his body. Years of rigid training and clan expectations melted away under her touch. "Please..." he whimpered, a sound he'd never made before.
"Please what?" she teased, grinding against him slowly. "Use your words, Neji. Tell me what you want..." Her hips moved in torturous circles against his growing need.
"I... I want you," he gasped, his usual articulate speech failing him. "Please, Tenten..."
She smiled wickedly, loving how the composed prodigy was coming undone beneath her. "Good boy," she purred, reaching for her bedside drawer. "But first..."
She pulled out a special scroll, one she'd been saving for this moment. Neji's eyes widened as she unfurled it with practiced precision. "Recognize these? Special chakra-infused ropes. Even your Gentle Fist can't break them."
"You planned this," he breathed, watching as she expertly bound his wrists to the bedposts. The ropes glowed faintly with chakra, secure but not too tight.
"A weapons mistress is always prepared," she winked, testing the bonds. "Besides, I've seen how you look at me during training. Those all-seeing eyes of yours aren't as subtle as you think."
He tugged experimentally at the restraints, finding himself truly at her mercy. The thought made his breath hitch. "Tenten..."
"Shhh," she pressed a finger to his lips. "No more clan heir composure tonight. I want to hear every sound you make." She traced down his chest, watching him squirm. "Every. Single. One." His Byakugan activated involuntarily, chakra network pulsing with desire as she lowered her head to his chest. Through his enhanced vision, he could see every detail - her chakra points glowing with arousal, the way her energy intertwined with his where their skin touched.
"Your heart's racing," she murmured against his skin, placing open-mouthed kisses across his pectorals. Her tongue traced each defined muscle, making him arch against the restraints.
"Tenten..." he gasped as she nipped at his nipple, soothing it with her tongue before moving lower. Her hands traced patterns on his sides as she kissed down his abs, feeling them clench under her touch.
She reached the fabric belt of his loose pants, playing with the knot teasingly. "Should I untie this?" she purred, her fingers dancing along the waistband. "Or maybe I should leave you wanting a bit longer..."
"Please," he whimpered, hips lifting involuntarily. The mighty Hyuga reduced to begging - it made her throb with power.
"Please what?" she teased, hooking one finger under the fabric. "Tell me exactly what you want, Neji. In detail."
His pale eyes were almost black with desire as he looked down at her. "I want... I need..." he struggled to form coherent thoughts as she slowly began untying the belt.
"Yes?" she encouraged, pulling the fabric loose with agonizing slowness. The bulge beneath was obvious, straining against the thin material.
"I need you," he finally managed, voice rough with desire. "All of you. Please, Tenten..."
She hummed appreciatively, sliding her hands up his thighs. "Good boy, using your words..." Her fingers traced higher, making him shake with anticipation. The muscles in his legs twitched under her touch.
"You're so sensitive," she purred, watching his reactions through half-lidded eyes. Her palm pressed against his obvious arousal, giving a firm squeeze that made him cry out. "And so hard already..."
"T-Tenten!" he gasped, pulling against the chakra-infused ropes. His usually perfect hair was splayed across the pillow, face flushed with desire.
She smirked, enjoying his desperation as she toyed with his belt. "Should I take these off?" Her fingers worked the knot with deliberate slowness. "Or maybe I should make you beg some more..."
"Please," he whimpered, his hips lifting involuntarily toward her touch. "I need..."
"What do you need?" she teased, finally untying the belt. She hooked her fingers under the waistband, dragging the fabric down centimeter by torturous centimeter. Each new inch of exposed skin got a gentle kiss or caress.
His Byakugan showed him everything - her quickened pulse, the heat between her thighs, the way her chakra flared with arousal. It was maddening. "You're torturing me," he groaned.
"Mmm, and enjoying every second," she replied, leaving the pants bunched around his thighs. Her hands traced back up his newly exposed skin. "Now... what should I do with you?" She sat back to admire him, drinking in the sight of the usually composed Hyuga prodigy bound and desperate before her. Though they'd been intimate many times before, the sight of him never failed to take her breath away. His pale skin was flushed pink with arousal, marked with the constellation of lovebites she'd left on his neck. His impressive length stood proud against his toned stomach, already leaking with need.
"So beautiful," she murmured, running her fingers up his inner thighs. "And all mine..."
"Tenten, please," he moaned as she deliberately avoided where he needed her most. "Stop teasing..."
"But you're so pretty when you beg," she purred, finally wrapping her fingers around his shaft. He bucked into her touch with a desperate cry. "That's it... let me hear you..."
She stroked him slowly, remembering exactly how he liked to be touched. Her other hand cupped and massaged his balls, making his head fall back with a groan. "You're already so wet for me," she observed, using his precum to ease her movements.
"Only for you," he gasped, his Byakugan showing him how her chakra pulsed with desire. "Always for you..."
"Good answer," she smirked, lowering her head. Her hot breath ghosted over his tip, making him whimper. "Now... should I use my mouth, or keep torturing you?" She grasped his thick shaft firmly, slowly pulling his foreskin back until his swollen head was fully exposed. The sensitive flesh glistened with precum, making her mouth water. But she wasn't done teasing yet.
"Please..." he begged, watching through his Byakugan as she extended just the very tip of her pink tongue.
"Patience," she whispered, before giving the most delicate lick to his frenulum. His whole body jerked at the sensation, a strangled cry escaping his throat. She traced that sensitive spot with feather-light touches, feeling him pulse against her tongue.
"Tenten!" he gasped as she swirled her tongue around his corona, paying special attention to that ultra-sensitive ridge. His hips tried to thrust up, but she held him down firmly.
"So responsive," she purred, dragging her tongue up the underside of his shaft before returning to tease his tip. She alternated between quick flicks and slow circles, never giving him enough pressure to find relief.
"You're killing me," he groaned, pulling at his bonds as she explored every sensitive spot with maddening precision. She knew exactly where to touch to drive him wild - that tender spot just under the head, the throbbing vein along the underside.
"Good," she smirked, blowing cool air across his wet skin. "Because I'm just getting started..."
She sat back, admiring how his cock twitched at the loss of contact. "Let's get these completely out of the way," she purred, slowly sliding his pants down his long legs. His muscles tensed beautifully under her touch as she removed them entirely.
Reaching for another special scroll, she unfurled it with practiced precision. "Remember these?" More chakra-infused ropes materialized, glowing with the same soft blue light as the ones binding his wrists.
"You really did plan everything," he gasped, watching as she wrapped the rope around his right ankle with expert care.
"Of course I did," she winked, securing it to the bedpost. She moved to his other leg, making sure the bonds were snug but not too tight. " I love seeing you spread out for me like this..." The ropes hummed with chakra as she finished the knots, leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable. His Byakugan showed him the intricate patterns of energy flowing through the restraints - she'd clearly spent time perfecting this technique.
"Perfect," she breathed, running her hands up his spread thighs. "Now you're completely at my mercy..."
"What are you going to do to me?" he asked, voice rough with desire.
She grinned wickedly, lowering her head once more. "Oh, I have so many ideas..." Starting at his inner knee, she placed soft, open-mouthed kisses along his thigh. Her tongue darted out occasionally, tasting his skin as she worked her way higher. When she reached a particularly sensitive spot, she nipped gently with her teeth, soothing the bite with her tongue.
"Tenten..." he moaned as she switched to his other leg, giving it the same torturous treatment. She could feel his muscles trembling under her lips.
"So responsive," she purred, sucking a mark into his inner thigh. "I love how you react to every little touch..." She alternated between gentle kisses and playful bites, leaving a trail of red marks on his pale skin. Moving higher, she traced her tongue along the cut of his hip, following that tempting V-line up to his abs. His stomach muscles clenched as she swirled her tongue around his navel, dipping inside teasingly.
"You're driving me crazy," he gasped as she traced each defined muscle with the tip of her tongue. His hips kept trying to lift off the bed, but the ropes held him firmly in place.
"That's the idea," she smirked against his skin, dragging her teeth lightly across his abs. "I want you desperate for me..." She traced each ridge of his perfectly defined muscles with her tongue, savouring the salty taste of his skin. Years of intense training had sculpted his body into a work of art, and she intended to worship every inch. Starting at his lower abs, she swirled her tongue around each muscle, occasionally sucking hard enough to leave marks.
"Your body is incredible," she breathed, moving higher. Her tongue dipped into every valley between his muscles, mapping out the contours of his eight-pack. "I could do this all day..."
"Please..." he whimpered as she dragged her teeth lightly across one side, then soothed it with broad strokes of her tongue.
"Please what?" she teased, focusing on his obliques. She traced the diagonal muscles with the tip of her tongue before sucking another mark into his side. "I'm enjoying myself too much to stop..." His abs clenched beautifully under her ministrations as she worked her way back to the centre. She paid special attention to that sensitive spot just below his sternum, alternating between gentle kisses and firm licks that made him gasp.
"You're trembling," she observed with satisfaction, feeling his muscles quiver beneath her mouth. She traced random patterns across his stomach with her tongue, occasionally blowing cool air across the wet skin.
"Tenten, please..." he moaned as she nipped at his side again. "I need..."
She lifted her head to give him a quick, tender kiss. "Relax, love. Let me take care of you..." Her hand wrapped around his throbbing length, already slick with precum. She knew exactly how to touch him after their many encounters together. Starting with long, slow strokes from base to tip, she varied her pressure - firm on the upstroke, lighter on the way down.
Her thumb swept over his sensitive head on each pass, spreading the wetness and making him gasp. "Like that?" she purred, watching his face contort with pleasure as she twisted her wrist slightly. "You're so hard for me..."
"Yes... gods, yes..." he groaned as she increased her pace gradually. Her other hand cupped and massaged his balls, adding to the overwhelming sensation. She alternated her technique masterfully - sometimes using her whole hand, other times just her fingers to tease his most sensitive spots. When she felt him getting too close, she'd slow down again, keeping him right on the edge.
"You're incredible at this," he gasped as she gave a particularly skilful twist. His hips strained against the ropes, trying to thrust into her grip.
"I know exactly what you like," she smirked, her movements becoming more focused and deliberate. "How to make you absolutely lose control..." She slowed her strokes to an almost torturous pace, her grip still firm but unhurried. Leaning down, she pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses across his lower abs, working her way downward with deliberate slowness. Each kiss was placed slightly lower than the last, making his muscles jump beneath her lips.
"You're trembling again," she observed with satisfaction, her tongue tracing the cut of his hip. Her hand never stopped its slow, steady rhythm on his cock. "So sensitive..."
"Please, Tenten," he moaned, his Byakugan showing him how her chakra pulsed with arousal. "I need your mouth..."
"Do you?" she teased, her lips now just inches from where he wanted them. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin. "Tell me exactly what you want..."
"I want..." his words cut off in a gasp as she nipped at the sensitive junction of his thigh. "Please... use your mouth on me..."
"Mmm, since you asked so nicely..." She moved lower still, her hot breath ghosting over his length. Her hand continued its maddening pace, building his need higher. She pressed a soft, lingering kiss to each of his balls, feeling them tighten at her touch.
"So responsive," she purred, before extending her tongue to trace delicate patterns across the sensitive skin. Her hand never stopped its slow strokes as she explored with her mouth.
"Oh god..." he gasped as she took one gently between her lips, sucking ever so softly while her tongue swirled around it. She alternated between gentle suction and feather-light licks, knowing exactly how to drive him wild.
"You taste amazing," she murmured, moving to give the other the same thorough attention. Her free hand massaged the one she'd just released, keeping the sensations flowing. She took her time, exploring every inch with her tongue.
"Tenten!" he cried out as she used the flat of her tongue to lap at both at once, before sucking one back into her hot mouth. The combination of her skilled hand on his cock and her mouth's devotion to his balls was overwhelming.
"I love how crazy this makes you," she said between licks, feeling him pulse in her grip. "How desperate you get when I worship you like this..." Starting at the base, she pressed soft, wet kisses along the underside of his shaft. Each kiss was deliberate and lingering, her lips parting slightly to let her tongue taste his skin. She worked her way up one side, then down the other, making sure not to miss a single inch.
"Every part of you deserves attention," she purred, placing feather-light kisses in a spiral pattern around his length. His cock twitched against her lips with each touch, precum beading at the tip.
"You're killing me," he groaned as she kissed that sensitive spot just under the head. She smiled against his skin, loving how he strained against the ropes.
"Good," she breathed, her lips brushing against him as she spoke. She continued her journey upward, each kiss becoming wetter and more open-mouthed. When she finally reached his swollen tip, she parted her lips wide, pressing a deep, sloppy kiss right on the head.
"Please don't stop," he begged as she pulled back slightly, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.
"Oh, I'm just getting started," she promised with a wicked grin. She pressed another tender kiss to his tip before parting her lips and slowly taking him into her hot mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head as she descended, savouring his taste and the way he throbbed against her tongue.
"Oh fuck, Tenten..." he moaned as she took him deeper, her skilled mouth knowing exactly how to please him. She set a steady rhythm, bobbing her head while her tongue traced patterns along his length. Her hands weren't idle - one gently massaged his balls while the other worked what wasn't in her mouth. She varied her technique masterfully, sometimes focusing on the sensitive head with firm suction and quick tongue flicks, other times taking him deep and humming softly.
"You're so good at this," he gasped as she hollowed her cheeks, increasing the pressure. "So perfect..." She pulled off briefly to catch her breath.
"You deserve this," she purred, placing kisses along his length. "You've been such a good boy for me..." Then she took him back in, redoubling her efforts to drive him wild. With each descent, she took him deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate his impressive size. Her eyes locked onto his, full of determination and desire as she pushed her limits. The sight of her taking more and more of him with each bob of her head had him moaning continuously.
"Holy fuck..." he gasped as she managed to take him entirely, her lips forming a perfect seal around his base. Her nose pressed against his pelvis as she held him deep in her throat, swallowing around him deliberately. She held that position, pride mixing with arousal as she felt him pulse inside her throat. Her hands gripped his thighs, feeling them tremble with the effort of staying still. After several long seconds, she pulled back slowly, dragging her tongue along his length before diving back down.
"You're incredible," he panted as she repeated the feat, taking him to the root again. "I've never... nobody's ever..." She hummed in satisfaction around him, the vibrations making him cry out. Each time she took him fully, she held it a little longer, loving how he writhed in his bonds. Feeling his cock pulse desperately against her tongue, she knew he was close. With a slow, deliberate motion, she let him slip from her mouth, immediately replacing it with both hands working in perfect harmony.
"Let go for me," she whispered, her eyes locked on his face as she stroked him with firm, steady movements. "Show me how good I make you feel..." Her hands moved in opposite directions, one up while the other went down, creating an overwhelming sensation that had him arching off the bed despite his restraints. She varied her pressure and speed expertly, reading his reactions to give him exactly what he needed.
"Tenten, I'm going to..." he gasped, his muscles tensing. "Yes," she encouraged, increasing her pace. "Give it to me. All of it..." His whole body tensed, muscles straining against the ropes as his release hit him like a tidal wave. The first powerful jet caught her across the cheek as she aimed him upward, the hot splash making her moan with delight. She kept stroking steadily as rope after rope painted her face, some landing across her parted lips while others decorated her forehead and chin.
"So much," she purred encouragingly, her hands never stopping their rhythmic motion. "You had this saved up for me, didn't you?" Another pulse sent a fresh stream across her nose and other cheek. She tilted her head to catch some on her tongue, humming at his taste. His cock continued to throb in her grip as she milked every drop from him, making sure not to waste a single one.
"Tenten!" he cried out as one final surge coated her lips. She licked them clean with a satisfied smile, watching his face as the last aftershocks rippled through him.
"Look at the mess you made," she teased, her face thoroughly glazed with his release. "Marking your territory, hmm?"
While he lay there catching his breath, she stood gracefully and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her pants. With a slow, deliberate motion, she shimmied them down her toned thighs, revealing inch by inch of smooth skin. Her black lace panties followed, sliding down to expose her perfectly maintained mound.
"Like what you see?" she purred, stepping out of the pooled fabric at her feet. His eyes traced hungrily up her athletic legs, admiring the defined muscles that spoke of years of training. Her thighs were particularly impressive, strong yet feminine.
She turned slowly, giving him a full view of her assets. "I got waxed just for you," she said over her shoulder, running a hand down her flat stomach to draw his attention to her bare lips. "Smooth as silk..." She crawled onto the bed with feline grace, her movements slow and deliberate. His eyes were transfixed as she straddled his chest, her thighs on either side of his torso. A deep blush coloured his cheeks as she inched forward, positioning herself above his face.
"You look so cute when you blush like that," she teased, reaching down to stroke his hair. "Ready to put that talented tongue to work?"
His eager nod made her smile wickedly. She lowered herself gradually, letting him feel the heat radiating from her core. "I've been aching for this all night," she confessed, her voice husky with desire. "Watching you squirm while I sucked you got me so wet..." She settled onto his waiting mouth with a satisfied moan, her thighs trembling slightly as his tongue made first contact with her sensitive flesh. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she ground against his face.
"That's it," she gasped as he began exploring her folds. "Show me how much you want me..." His tongue traced a deliberate path from her entrance to her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure that made her thighs quiver. He'd learned exactly how she liked to be touched - starting slow and building gradually, each lick measured and purposeful.
"Mmm, such a good student," she purred, rolling her hips against his mouth. "Remember all those lessons about patience?" He responded by flattening his tongue and dragging it along her slit with torturous slowness, making her gasp. His technique was perfect - firm enough to send pleasure coursing through her but gentle enough to make her crave more.
"Fuck yes, just like that," she moaned, grinding down harder. "I taught you so well..." Each stroke of his tongue was methodical, thorough, hitting every sensitive spot she possessed. He alternated between broad licks that covered her entire length and focused attention on her outer lips, teasing her with the promise of more intense stimulation to come.
"Good boy," she cooed, running her fingers tenderly through his hair. "You're doing so well for me..." Her nails scraped gently against his scalp in reward for a particularly skilful swirl of his tongue. He hummed in appreciation against her flesh, the vibrations making her gasp. She continued her gentle petting, knowing how much he craved this kind of affection during their intimate moments.
"Such a talented mouth," she praised, massaging his scalp as he worked. "You deserve all these pets and more..." Her fingers traced soothing patterns across his head, alternating between light scratches and tender strokes that made him moan against her sensitive flesh.
She gripped his hair a bit tighter when his tongue found a particularly sensitive spot. "Right there... that's perfect. You're making me feel so good..." The dual sensation of his eager mouth and her rewarding touches created a perfect feedback loop of pleasure.
"My perfect boy," she purred, her thighs trembling around his head as she continued lavishing him with affectionate pets. "No one else gets to taste me like this..." Each word of praise seemed to break down another wall of his rigid upbringing. The stoic Hyuuga mask crumbled as he devoured her with increasing hunger, his usual composure forgotten in the heat of passion. His tongue moved with desperate enthusiasm now, lapping at her as if she were the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.
"That's it, Neji," she moaned, loving how he abandoned all his careful control. "Let go for me... show me who you really are beneath all that proper training..." Gone was the composed prodigy, replaced by a man consumed by desire. His precise, measured technique gave way to raw passion as he worshipped her with his mouth. Years of strict clan discipline melted away under her encouraging words and touches.
"You don't have to hold back with me," she gasped, grinding against his eager tongue. "I want all of you... every wild, untamed part they tried to suppress..." He responded by redoubling his efforts, his tongue delving deeper, circling her clit with unrestrained enthusiasm. The way he lost himself in pleasuring her made her head spin - this was her Neji, the one only she got to see, free from the weight of clan expectations and rigid formality.
"That's my good boy," she praised breathlessly. "Show me how much you need this... need me..." She rocked her hips more insistently against his face, coating his lips and chin with her arousal. His tongue eagerly traced every fold and crease of her intimate flesh, starting from her entrance and working upward with meticulous attention. He circled her clit before diving back down, gathering her wetness and savouring her taste.
"Fuck, you're so thorough," she moaned, grinding harder. "Making sure not to miss a single spot, aren't you?" He hummed in agreement, the vibrations making her gasp. His tongue probed deeper, exploring her inner walls before retreating to tease her sensitive outer lips. Each stroke was deliberate, alternating between firm pressure and feather-light touches that made her thighs quiver.
"Such dedication," she purred, rolling her hips in tight circles. "The way you worship my pussy... like it's your sole purpose in life..." He redoubled his efforts, his tongue flicking rapidly across her clit before tracing slow, torturous patterns along her slit. Her juices flowed freely now, and he eagerly lapped up every drop, his enthusiasm growing with each taste.
"That's it, don't stop," she commanded, pressing herself more firmly against his mouth. "Show me how much you love eating my tight little pussy..." His lips sealed around her clit, sucking with intense pressure that made her entire body jerk. Her fingers twisted in his hair as he maintained the relentless suction, his tongue flicking rapidly against the sensitive bud trapped between his lips.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she chanted, her thighs beginning to tremble. "Just like that... don't you dare stop..." He increased the pressure, alternating between hard suction and quick flicks of his tongue. Her hips bucked wildly against his face as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. Her whole body tensed, back arching as the first waves of orgasm crashed over her.
"NEJI!" she screamed, grinding frantically against his mouth as she came. Her thighs clamped around his head, her body convulsing with each pulse of pleasure. Still, he didn't let up, continuing to suck and lick her through every shuddering wave of her climax. Her pussy throbbed against his tongue as aftershocks rippled through her. Only when her grip on his hair loosened did he finally release her oversensitive clit, placing gentle kisses on her inner thighs as she caught her breath.
"Holy shit," she gasped, her legs still trembling. "That was... incredible..." She lifted herself off his face with shaky legs, admiring how thoroughly she'd marked him - his lips were swollen, chin glistening with evidence of her pleasure. Settling her weight onto his chest, she nuzzled against his neck, breathing in his familiar scent.
"You did so well for me," she murmured, trailing her fingers along the ropes that still held him securely in place. "Are these still comfortable? Not too tight?" She tugged playfully at one of the knots, making him inhale sharply.
"They're perfect," he assured her, his voice hoarse from his earlier exertions. "Just like everything else you do."
She hummed contentedly, tracing lazy patterns across his chest. "Such a sweet talker. And after I've already come... you must really mean it." Her fingers danced along the rope marks forming on his skin, admiring how the bindings emphasized his toned muscles.
"I always mean it with you," he whispered, straining slightly against his bonds to press a kiss to her temple. "Though I wouldn't mind if you untied one hand so I could hold you properly..."
She pretended to consider it, tapping her finger thoughtfully against his chest. "Mmm, I don't know... you might try something sneaky if I give you even a little freedom. And I'm not done with you yet..." She pressed her body fully against his, delighting in the warmth of skin against skin. Her breasts flattened against his chest as she captured his lips in a tender kiss, letting him taste himself on her tongue. His mouth was still slick from pleasuring her, making the kiss even more intimate.
"Mmm," she hummed against his lips. "You taste like me..." She deepened the kiss, exploring his mouth thoroughly while her hands stroked up and down his sides. The ropes creaked as he strained to get closer to her, making her smile against his lips.
"Such a good boy," she whispered between kisses. "So perfect for me..." Her fingers traced the defined muscles of his chest and abdomen as she peppered sweet, lingering kisses across his jaw and down his neck.
"I love how you taste," he murmured, chasing her lips when she pulled back slightly. "Love everything about you..." She pulled back just enough to cup his face in her hands, her thumbs stroking tenderly across his cheekbones. His unique Hyuuga eyes met hers, those pale lavender depths filled with such raw emotion it made her heart skip. Even without pupils, she could read every feeling swimming in their opalescent depths - devotion, desire, and something deeper that made her chest tight with emotion.
"I love you too," she whispered, her voice thick with feeling. "So much it almost hurts sometimes." Her fingers traced the strong line of his jaw as she lost herself in his gaze. In moments like these, she could see past all his careful walls, all the rigid discipline, straight to his soul. He strained against the ropes again, clearly aching to hold her. The naked vulnerability in his expression made her breath catch. This was a side of him no one else got to see - the passionate, loving man beneath the composed exterior. She leaned in to kiss him again, pouring all her feelings into it. This kiss was different from their earlier ones - slower, deeper, full of unspoken promises. Her lips moved against his with tender dedication, trying to convey everything she felt for him through the intimate connection.
When they finally parted, both breathing heavily, she rested her forehead against his. "My beautiful, perfect Neji," she murmured. "All mine..." She reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing length. He was impossibly hard, precum beading at the tip as she aligned him with her still-sensitive entrance. His breath hitched as she began to sink down onto him with deliberate slowness.
"Fuck," she gasped, savouring every inch as she took him deeper. "You feel so perfect inside me..." Her walls stretched deliciously to accommodate his impressive girth, still slick from her earlier orgasm.
Neji strained against his bonds, his muscles flexing as she continued her torturously slow descent. "Please," he groaned, his voice rough with need. "I need to touch you..."
"Patience," she purred, pausing halfway down his length to roll her hips in a slow circle. "I want to enjoy every... single... moment..." She punctuated each word by taking him a little deeper until finally their hips met.
She stilled completely, relishing the exquisite fullness. "God, the way you fill me up..." Her inner walls fluttered around him as she adjusted to his size. "Like we were made for each other..."
His response was a deep moan as she began to rock against him, maintaining the maddeningly slow pace. "That's it," she breathed, watching his face contort with pleasure. "Feel how perfectly we fit together..." She rolled her hips in fluid, practiced motions, drawing almost completely off his length before sinking back down with deliberate control. Each movement was precisely calculated to maximize their shared pleasure, grinding against him at just the right angle to hit her sweet spots while squeezing him deliciously with her inner muscles.
"You feel so good," Neji groaned, his head thrown back as she continued her sensual dance atop him. The ropes creaked as he strained upward, trying to meet her movements.
"Stay still," she commanded softly, placing her hands on his chest for leverage. "Let me take care of you..." She circled her hips in a figure-eight pattern that made them both gasp. Her movements remained unhurried but purposeful, each roll of her hips drawing increasingly desperate sounds from his throat. She leaned down to capture his lips in a deep kiss, never breaking her rhythm.
"The way you respond to me," she whispered against his mouth, "so beautifully... so perfectly..." She clenched around him deliberately, making him buck beneath her.
"Please," he begged, voice rough with need. "I need... I need..."
"More?" she purred, increasing her pace just slightly. Her movements remained controlled but more forceful now, taking him deeper with each downward thrust. "Like this?"
"Yes," he gasped, his muscles straining against the ropes. "God, yes... just like that..." She braced her hands on his chest, using the leverage to ride him with more intensity. The new angle let him hit even deeper inside her, making her moan with each thrust. Her breasts bounced enticingly with the motion, drawing his hungry gaze.
"You look so beautiful like this," she breathed, watching his face contort with pleasure. "All tied up and desperate for me..." She squeezed her inner muscles around him deliberately, making him cry out.
"Please... untie me," he pleaded, pulling at his restraints. "I need to touch you... need to feel you..."
She smiled wickedly, maintaining her pace. "But you're so pretty when you beg..." She leaned down to kiss him deeply, swallowing his moans as she ground against him. "And I'm not done playing with you yet..."
His hips bucked up desperately to meet her thrusts, making them both gasp at the deeper penetration. "That's it," she encouraged, picking up speed slightly. "Show me how much you want it..." Tenten's movements grew more intense, her body undulating like a serpent as she rode him with increasing fervour. Each roll of her hips was a masterful combination of precision and passion, drawing increasingly desperate sounds from both of them.
"Fuck," Neji groaned, his head thrown back against the pillow. "You're incredible... the way you move..."
She smirked, running her hands up his bound arms as she continued her sensual rhythm. "Years of weapons training... gives a girl excellent... control..." she panted between thrusts, demonstrating her point by squeezing him internally in a way that made him cry out.
"Please," he begged again, straining against the ropes. "I'm so close... need to touch you..."
"Not yet," she breathed, increasing her pace further. Her movements were becoming less controlled now as pleasure built between them. "Want to watch you fall apart first..." She leaned down to capture his mouth in a searing kiss, never breaking her rhythm. The change in angle made them both moan as he hit even deeper inside her. Her fingers tangled in his long hair, using it as an anchor as she rode him with growing abandon.
"You're mine," she whispered against his lips. "All mine... want to hear you say it..."
"Yours," Neji gasped as Tenten ground down hard on his throbbing length. "Only yours... forever..." His words dissolved into a deep moan as she rewarded his submission with a particularly skilful roll of her hips. She established a new, more intense rhythm, lifting herself until just his tip remained inside before slamming back down. Each downward thrust was punctuated by a deliberate grind that had them both seeing stars. Her inner walls gripped him like a vice, squeezing and rippling around his impressive girth as she rode him with growing abandon.
"That's my good boy," she purred, her nails raking down his chest as she bounced on his cock. "Taking it so perfectly for me..." She shifted her angle slightly, letting him hit even deeper inside her. The new position had his thick length dragging deliciously against her most sensitive spots with every movement. Neji's hips bucked up desperately to meet her thrusts, creating a perfect rhythm of flesh meeting flesh. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room along with their shared moans and gasps. His muscles strained beautifully against the ropes as she continued to take her pleasure from him.
"Please," he begged, voice rough with desperate need. "Need to cum... so close..."
"Then cum for me," Tenten purred, increasing her pace to an almost frantic rhythm. She rode him with wild abandon now, her thighs trembling with exertion as she bounced on his throbbing length. Each downward thrust drove him impossibly deep, her inner walls clenching and rippling around him with increasing urgency.
"Tenten!" Neji cried out, his whole body tensing as his orgasm approached. "I'm going to—"
"Yes," she gasped, grinding down hard. "Fill me up... want to feel every drop..." She squeezed deliberately around him, milking his cock with practiced skill as he finally shattered beneath her. His release hit with explosive force, his hips bucking up sharply as he pumped stream after hot stream deep inside her. The feeling of his pulsing cock and warm seed flooding her depths triggered her own climax. She threw her head back with a cry of ecstasy, her inner walls clamping down rhythmically around him as waves of pleasure crashed through her body.
"That's it," she moaned, continuing to rock against him through their shared orgasm. "So good... so perfect for me..." Her movements grew slower but didn't stop entirely, drawing out their pleasure until they were both trembling and oversensitive. Finally, she collapsed against his chest, both of them panting heavily. She could feel him still twitching inside her as the last aftershocks rippled through them.
"My beautiful, perfect Neji," she murmured, pressing lazy kisses to his neck. "Think you've earned having these ropes untied now..." With tender care, she reached up to loosen the knots binding his wrists. As soon as the ropes fell away, his arms wrapped around her possessively, pulling her flush against his chest. His face found the crook of her neck, where he began placing soft, reverent kisses along her sensitive skin.
"Missed touching you," he murmured between gentle nips, his hands roaming her back in soothing patterns. "Being able to hold you like this..." His fingers traced her spine, making her shiver despite their shared warmth.
Tenten melted into his embrace, sighing contentedly as he continued his tender exploration. "Mmm, missed your hands on me too..." She ran her fingers through his long hair, still damp with sweat. "Though you were so good for me, all tied up and patient..."
He growled softly against her neck, tightening his hold. "Only for you," he whispered, teeth grazing her pulse point. "Only ever for you..." His hands slid lower, gripping her hips possessively as he continued to kiss and nip at her sensitive skin.
She could feel him hardening again inside her, where they were still intimately joined. "Already?" she teased, rolling her hips lazily. "Someone's insatiable..."
"Can you blame me?" he breathed, one hand sliding up to cup her breast. "When you drive me absolutely wild..." His thumb brushed across her nipple, making her gasp.
"Mmm, seems like someone has a favourite spot to play with," Tenten purred, arching into his touch as he lavished attention on her modest curves. His hands were so large they could almost completely cover her small breasts, making her feel deliciously feminine and possessed.
"Perfect," Neji murmured against her skin, rolling both nipples between his fingers now. "You're absolutely perfect..." He demonstrated his appreciation by taking one peaked bud into his mouth, sucking and flicking with his tongue until she was squirming.
"But they're so small," she breathed, though her body betrayed how much she loved his attention, her back arching to press more firmly into his eager hands and mouth.
He growled possessively, releasing her nipple with a wet pop. "They fit perfectly in my hands," he insisted, kneading the soft flesh. "So sensitive... so responsive..." As if to prove his point, he pinched both nipples simultaneously, making her cry out and clench around him where they were still joined.
"The way you react when I touch them," he continued, alternating between gentle caresses and firmer touches that had her gasping. "Drives me absolutely wild..." His mouth returned to her breast, teeth grazing the sensitive peak before soothing it with his tongue.
"Neji," she moaned, tangling her fingers in his hair as he continued his passionate worship of her chest. "Please..." With swift, eager movements, she reached down to untie the ropes around his ankles. The moment he was fully freed, Neji rolled them over in one fluid motion, pinning her beneath his powerful body. His mouth never left her breast, tongue swirling around the sensitive peak as his weight pressed her deliciously into the mattress.
"Need you," he breathed against her skin, his hands sliding possessively along her sides. "Need to feel all of you..." He shifted to lavish attention on her other breast, drawing the nipple between his teeth with just enough pressure to make her arch beneath him.
Tenten wrapped her legs around his waist, loving how his larger frame completely enveloped her. "Then take what you need," she purred, running her nails down his back. "I'm all yours..."
He groaned against her chest, grinding his renewed hardness against her core. "Mine," he growled, nipping at the soft curve of her breast. "My perfect, beautiful Tenten..." His hands slid beneath her, pulling her even closer as he continued his passionate worship of her sensitive peaks.
She cradled his head against her chest, loving how desperately he needed this closeness, this intimacy. "That's it," she encouraged, fingers tangling in his long hair. "Show me how much you want me..." Neji traced a path of heated kisses up from her breasts, across her collarbone, along the elegant curve of her neck, until finally capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands never stopped their gentle exploration of her body, touching her like she was something precious yet desperately needed.
When they finally broke for air, he nuzzled against her cheek, suddenly almost shy despite their intimate position. "Tenten," he whispered, his voice rough with desire but tinged with an adorable uncertainty. "Could we... would you let me take you from behind? Want to hold you close while I..."
She smiled at his endearing request, loving how even in the heights of passion he could be so sweetly hesitant. "Of course," she purred, nipping playfully at his lower lip. "Want to feel you like that... want you to take me however you need..."
His eyes lit up with renewed hunger, though he still pressed soft, grateful kisses to her lips. "You're incredible," he breathed against her mouth. "So perfect... so beautiful..."
With gentle guidance, he helped her roll onto her stomach. His hands immediately found her firm, toned ass, kneading the muscular curves with clear appreciation. "Love how strong you are," he murmured, pressing reverent kisses down her spine. "Your warrior's body... so powerful yet so soft..."
Tenten hummed contentedly, arching into his touch as his fingers traced the defined muscles of her backside. Years of weapons training had given her an athletic build that Neji clearly couldn't get enough of. "Mmm, and I love how much you appreciate it," she purred, wiggling teasingly against his exploring hands.
"How could I not?" he growled, gripping her ass more firmly as he pressed himself against her. "The way you move... the way you feel..." He leaned down to nip at her shoulder blade, one hand sliding between her thighs to find her still slick and ready. "So perfect for me..."
She gasped as his fingers teased her sensitive flesh, pushing back against his touch. "Please, Neji," she moaned, reaching back to grip his thigh. "Need you... need to feel you..." But Neji wasn't done worshipping her yet. He trailed his lips down her spine until he reached the perfect curves of her ass, pressing reverent kisses against each firm globe. His long dark hair cascaded over her skin like silk, making her squirm and giggle adorably at the ticklish sensation.
"Your laugh is intoxicating," he murmured against her flesh, deliberately letting his hair brush against her sensitive skin again. "But not as intoxicating as this perfect ass..." His hands kneaded the muscular curves as he continued his passionate worship, alternating between soft kisses and gentle nips that had her gasping.
"Neji!" she squealed as his hair tickled her again, trying to squirm away but his firm grip held her in place. "You're teasing me on purpose!"
"Guilty," he chuckled darkly, before returning to lavish attention on her magnificent backside. His tongue traced the dimples at the base of her spine while his hands continued their possessive exploration. "Could spend hours just appreciating how perfect you are..."
"So firm," he continued, squeezing the toned muscle. "So strong..." He nipped at one cheek, making her yelp. "Yet so soft..." He soothed the spot with his tongue, making her moan. His fingers traced the defined curves where her glutes met her powerful thighs, marvelling at how years of training had sculpted her body into this masterpiece.
"Please," she whimpered, pushing back against his mouth. "Need more... need you..." Finally unable to resist her pleading, Neji rose up behind her, positioning himself at her entrance. With one fluid motion, he sank deep inside her welcoming heat, both of them crying out at the intense sensation.
"Gods, Tenten," he groaned, gripping her hips as he settled fully within her. "You feel incredible like this... so deep..." The new angle had him hitting spots that made her see stars.
Her arms trembled, threatening to give out as he filled her so completely. "Neji," she gasped, fingers clutching desperately at the sheets. "So much... so good..." Her thighs quivered with the effort of holding herself up.
Noticing her struggle, he wrapped one strong arm around her waist, supporting her as her limbs went weak with pleasure. "I've got you," he murmured, pressing kisses along her shoulder blades. "Just feel... just let go..."
"Can't... can't hold myself up," she whimpered as another wave of pleasure made her arms shake. The position had him hitting perfectly against her most sensitive spots with every movement. With a soft cry, her arms finally gave out and she collapsed forward. Neji moved with her seamlessly, his chest pressing against her back as they sank into the mattress together. He never lost their intimate connection, staying buried deep inside her as they settled into the new position.
"Perfect," he breathed against her ear, his weight pressing her deliciously into the bed. "Love feeling you like this..." His hands slid under her, one cupping her breast while the other splayed across her stomach, holding her close as he began to move in long, deep strokes.
"Neji!" she gasped, the new angle somehow even more intense. Every thrust had him grinding against her most sensitive spots, the pressure of the mattress beneath adding to the overwhelming sensation. "So deep... so good..."
He kept his movements slow and measured, savouring every inch of her. "Love how you feel," he murmured, pressing kisses along her neck and shoulders. "So tight... so perfect..." His long hair curtained around them, creating an intimate cocoon of sensation.
"Please," she whimpered, trying to push back against him but trapped deliciously by his weight. "Need more... need you harder..." Neji could never deny her anything, especially when she begged so sweetly. He shifted his weight to his forearms, giving him better leverage as he began driving into her with more force. Each thrust was still measured and precise - just like everything he did - but now had an edge of intensity that had her crying out in pleasure.
"Like that?" he growled against her ear, maintaining the sharper rhythm she craved. "Love hearing you... love knowing how good I make you feel..." His hips snapped forward with each word, making her gasp and clutch at the sheets.
"Yes!" Tenten moaned, her body trembling beneath him. "Just like that... so perfect..." She turned her head to the side, seeking his lips, and he eagerly met her in a passionate kiss.
The new angle and increased intensity had her climbing rapidly toward her peak. "Close," she whimpered against his mouth. "So close... please don't stop..."
"Never," he promised, one hand sliding beneath her to rub firm circles against her most sensitive spot. "Want to feel you come apart... want to give you everything..." His own control was starting to slip, her tight heat and desperate sounds driving him wild.
"Neji!" she cried out as the dual stimulation pushed her closer to the edge. "Please... need... oh gods..."
Unable to restrain himself any longer, Neji gave in to their shared desire. His thrusts became deeper, harder, more primal as he chased their mutual pleasure. "Come for me," he growled in her ear, his fingers working faster against her sensitive flesh. "Want to feel you... need to feel you..."
His powerful thrusts hit deeper and deeper, each one drawing a desperate cry from Tenten's lips. Her inner walls began to flutter around him, signalling her approaching climax. "That's it," he growled, his fingers working faster against her sensitive bud. "Let go for me..." The combination of his relentless rhythm and skilled touch finally pushed her over the edge. Her back arched sharply as pleasure exploded through her body, making her scream his name. Her inner muscles clenched rhythmically around him, milking him desperately as waves of ecstasy coursed through her trembling frame.
The sight and feel of her intense orgasm shattered what remained of his control. With a deep groan, Neji's hips jerked erratically as his own release crashed over him. He buried himself to the hilt, filling her with his warmth as his body shuddered against hers. Each pulse of pleasure seemed to last an eternity as they rode out their climaxes together.
"Tenten," he gasped, his voice raw with emotion. "So perfect... so incredible..." His hips continued to move in small, instinctive thrusts as aftershocks of pleasure rippled through them both. She could only whimper in response, her body still quaking with the intensity of her release. Her inner walls continued to pulse around him, drawing out every last drop of his pleasure as they slowly came down from their shared high.
Neji collapsed fully against her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and burying his face in her hair. The familiar scent of her shampoo mixed with the musk of their lovemaking made him sigh contentedly. His weight pressed her deeper into the mattress, but she loved feeling completely surrounded by him like this.
"Mmm," she hummed happily, reaching back to run her fingers through his long dark hair. "Love when you get all cuddly after..." She could feel his smile against her neck.
"Only with you," he murmured, nuzzling closer and tightening his embrace. The way he held her was almost possessive, yet infinitely tender. "Only ever with you..."
She giggled as his breath tickled her sensitive skin. "You're squishing me," she protested halfheartedly, making no actual attempt to move. In truth, she adored these moments when her normally composed Hyuga completely let his guard down.
"Good," he replied, pressing a soft kiss behind her ear. "Want to keep you right here forever..." His hands stroked lazily along her sides, mapping the familiar curves of her body with reverent touches.
"Forever sounds perfect," she sighed, melting further into his embrace. Their hearts beat in perfect sync as they basked in the afterglow of their passion.
After several blissful minutes, Neji gently rolled them onto their sides, then onto his back, keeping her cradled against him the entire time. Tenten immediately settled into her favourite position, resting her cheek against his solid chest and draping one leg over his. His steady heartbeat beneath her ear was the most soothing sound in the world.
"Love this," she murmured, tracing lazy patterns on his chest with her fingertips. Her other hand found its way into his long dark hair, gently working out any tangles their passionate activities had created.
"Mmm," he hummed in agreement, one hand stroking up and down her bare back while the other played with her hair, which had come partially loose from its usual buns. "Love seeing you like this... all soft and satisfied..." He twirled a strand of her hair around his finger, admiring how it caught the dim light.
She pressed a kiss to his chest, right over his heart. "Only you get to see me this way," she reminded him with a contented smile. "Only you can make me feel this good..."
His chest rumbled with a pleased sound as he continued running his fingers through her hair. "And only you get to see me so unguarded," he murmured, dropping a kiss on the top of her head. "Only you know all of me..." They lay there trading gentle touches and softer words, neither willing to break the peaceful moment. His fingers continued their soothing path through her hair while she played with his, occasionally scratching his scalp in the way she knew he loved.
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