A/N: Here is the 2nd part! Got it done faster than I expected.
"You are ready, Hinata," Sasuke said simply one day after a training session, his tone calm but final.
She froze, her heart skipping a beat. "Ready?" she echoed, though she knew exactly what he meant.
"You've got everything you need," Sasuke continued, his dark eyes meeting hers. "You have the confidence, the skill, and the understanding. If Naruto doesn't notice you now, it's his loss."
Hinata felt her stomach twist. The thought of stepping away from her lessons with Sasuke left her feeling hollow in a way she couldn't quite explain.
She shook away the thought and feeling. This is it. This is everything she's been working toward for the past few months. It would be a lie to say she wasn't excited at the thought of finally asking Naruto out. Sasuke trusted that she was ready.
This newfound assurance was what gave her the courage to approach Naruto. She caught him after training one day, her heart pounding but her smile steady. "Naruto-kun," she said, her voice firm despite the butterflies in her chest, "would you like to go out with me sometime?"
Naruto's face lit up with his trademark grin. "Of course, Hinata! That sounds awesome!"
Her chest swelled with hope, and she spent the next few days preparing for their date, replaying every moment she'd spent with Sasuke. She wanted to be ready for anything, determined to make this everything she had ever dreamed of.
But reality wasn't quite what she had imagined.
Their date started well enough. He took her to Ichiraku Ramen, where his enthusiasm for food was infectious. They laughed and talked, and Hinata felt the warmth of his attention for a while. But as the evening wore on, something began to feel… off.
Naruto's bright and magnetic energy left little room for depth. He dominated the conversation, jumping from topic to topic with a cheerfulness that felt shallow. Hinata found herself nodding along, smiling politely, but a quiet disappointment grew inside.
She tried steering the conversation to more meaningful subjects, asking about his dreams and his feelings. But Naruto's answers were lighthearted and surface-level, his attention wandering to other things—a passing bird, a friendly face in the crowd.
By the end of the evening, Hinata couldn't deny the hollow ache in her chest.
Meanwhile, Sasuke sat alone in his home, his expression unreadable as he stared out the window. The quiet should have been comforting, but instead, it felt oppressive. The thought of Hinata out with Naruto gnawed at him, an unfamiliar anger bubbling beneath the surface.
At first, he dismissed it as annoyance. He told himself that he didn't care who she dated—that her life was her own to navigate. He only approached her because he wanted some fun and knew it would help her—a win-win situation for them both. But as the hours passed, that lie became harder to maintain.
He found himself pacing, his mind replaying the moments they had shared. The way she had looked at him, her trust in him, and opened up to him in ways that went beyond their lessons. He thought about her laugh, her determination, the way her cheeks flushed when he praised her.
And the idea of Naruto experiencing any of that made his jaw tighten, his hands clenching into fists.
"Damn it," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. Somewhere along the line, this had stopped being about having fun and helping Hinata. It had become something far more personal.
He cared about her.
Hinata returned home after her date, her steps slow and her expression troubled. She had expected to feel elated and fulfilled, like all her dreams had come true. Instead, she felt empty, her heart heavy with the realization that Naruto wasn't the person she had imagined him to be.
She had spent years idolizing Narutorom from afar, building him up in her mind as the person she thought would complete her. But as she sat across from him tonight, listening to him talk about ramen and training without so much as asking her how she felt, she realized something was missing. The connection she had hoped for wasn't there.
The main hall of the Hyuga compound was quiet as she entered, the soft patter of her sandals echoing against the polished wood floors. She slipped off her shoes and made her way toward her room, only to stop short when she saw a familiar figure lounging in the hall near her room.
Hanabi glanced up, raising an eyebrow when she saw Hinata's expression. "You're back early," she said, setting the remote down. "I thought you were out with Naruto. How'd it go?"
Hinata and Hanabi's relationship had always been a rocky one even if they care for each other. It started to change for the better after the Chunin Exam but it wasn't until after Sauske's training that they really connected.
Hinata moved to sit beside her sister. She tucked her hands into her lap, her gaze fixed on the floor. "It was… okay," she said softly, her voice lacking conviction.
Hanabi frowned, sitting up straighter. "Okay? You've had a crush on him for years, and all you have to say is 'okay'? Come on, what happened?"
She and her sister were now able to share things without feeling judged and able to give each other support when needed... it was also from Hanabi that she found her "secret crush" on Naruto wasn't as secret as she once thought it was, much to her embarrassment. Practically the whole clan knew about it.
"I don't know," she admitted after a moment. "I thought being with him would feel different. I thought it would feel… right."
"But it didn't?" Hanabi pressed, her tone curious but not unkind.
Hinata shook her head, her brows furrowing. "No. It didn't. He's kind and funny, but… I didn't feel the connection I thought I would. It was like… like something was missing."
Hanabi studied her sister for a moment before leaning back against the couch. "Maybe you built him up too much in your head but when you're actually with him, it's different. Don't meet your hero and all that." Hanabe suggested.
Hinata's chest tightened at her sister's words. She had spent so many years watching Naruto, admiring his determination, his kindness, his infectious energy. But Hanabi was right—admiration wasn't the same as love.
A name flickering in her mind unbidden at the thought of love. Sasuke.
The thought of him brought a warmth to her heart that Naruto never had. With Sasuke, she had felt seen, understood, and cherished in a way she hadn't known was possible. He had pushed her to grow, to find her strength and confidence, but he had also been there to catch her when she faltered.
Hinata's cheeks flushed, her hands tightening in her lap as the realization hit her.
"Hinata?" Hanabi's voice broke through her thoughts, drawing her back to the present. "Are you okay?"
Hinata nodded slowly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"I think I finally understand," she said softly.
"Understand what?" Hanabi asked, her brow furrowing.
"Why the date didn't feel right," Hinata replied, her gaze distant. "It's because my heart… was never really with Naruto. I admired him. I wanted to be strong and brave like him. But now… I realize that's all it was. Admiration"
Hanabi tilted her head, her expression curious but not pressing for more. "Well, if you're finally figuring it out, that's a good thing."
"Thank you, Hanabi," she said, offering her sister a grateful smile. Her heart felt lighter now that she understood her feelings.
Hanabi grinned, nudging her sister's shoulder. "Anytime. Now go get some rest. You look like you've been through an emotional wringer."
Hinata smiled faintly, hugging her sister briefly before heading to her room. As she sat on the edge of her bed, her mind whirled with thoughts of Sasuke and she wondered how she never noticed it before. Now that she did, she couldn't deny it any longer. She admired Naruto—but she was in love with Sasuke.
It had only been a day since Hinata's "training" was complete but his thoughts kept drifting back to her. Though he'd been trying to distract himself with training like usual, it didn't work. He had imagined her laughing with Naruto, her shy smile directed at someone else, and the thought had gnawed at him far more than he cared to admit.
A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Sasuke frowned, glancing at the clock. It was late—too late for a casual visit. He set the glass down and walked to the door, opening it to find Hinata standing there.
"Hinata," he said, his tone even despite his surprise. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
Her eyes met his, and for a moment, she faltered. But then she straightened her shoulders, her nervous energy melting into something more deliberate. "I wanted to thank you," she said softly, stepping inside when he moved to the side.
"For what?" he asked, watching her closely.
"For helping me, for showing me how to be confident in myself. For… everything," she said, her voice steady now.
Sasuke's sharp gaze softened slightly, but he stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue.
"I realized something," she said as she took a step closer to him. "Something important."
Before Sasuke could respond, she reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against his chest. With a firm but gentle shove, she pushed him back into the house. She strode inside with an air of confidence. She turned and locked the door behind her, the soft click echoing in the quiet space.
"Hinata," Sasuke said, his voice low and laced with both curiosity and caution. "What are you doing?"
She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she closed the distance between them, her arms slipping over his shoulders and pulling their bodies together. Her chest pressed against his
Her eyes met his, steady and filled with intent. "Using what you taught me," she murmured, her voice laced with confidence.
His hands instinctively found her hips. His mind raced as he processed her boldness. She had always been on the receiving during their "lessons", only taking charge when he told her to. The change in her demeanor was both surprising and undeniably alluring.
Hinata leaned closer, her lips hovered just above his, her breath warm against his skin. "Didn't you say I needed to show confidence?" she whispered, her voice soft but deliberate.
Before he could respond, she closed the gap, capturing his lips with hers in a kiss that was anything but tentative. Her hands slid down his chest, her fingers tracing the hard lines of his muscles before settling at the hem of his shirt. She tugged it upward, breaking the kiss only long enough to pull it over his head.
Sasuke's heart raced as he looked at her, the fire in her gaze leaving no room for doubt. She wasn't asking for permission—she was taking what she wanted and it turned him on more than anything they did in the past.
Hinata's hands explored his bare skin for a moment before she pushed him back toward the couch. When his knees hit the edge, he sank down, his hands instinctively guiding her to straddle him. Her thighs pressed against his, her skirt riding up as she settled in his lap.
She rolled her hips against him, drawing a low groan from his throat as her heat pressed against his growing arousal. Her hands moved to his shoulders, her nails raking lightly down his back as she leaned in, her lips brushing against his neck.
"What-" he said, his voice low and strained as his hands slid up her thighs.
She silenced him with another kiss, her tongue teasing his. She only kissed him for a few seconds before her lips trailed down his jaw and then to his neck, where she nipped lightly at his skin. Sasuke's grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers pressing into her soft flesh as his arousal built with every teasing roll of her hips.
"Hinata," he murmured, his voice rough, a warning laced with desire.
Her lips curled into a faint smile against his neck. "What is it?" she asked, her voice soft but brimming with confidence.
"You're playing with fire," he replied, his hands sliding higher, brushing the bare skin beneath her skirt. If this went on, he wouldn't stop with just her ass.
She leaned back just enough to meet his gaze, her eyes steady and filled with intent. "Maybe I want to get burned," she whispered, her hands sliding down his chest, her nails grazing his skin.
Her words sent a jolt through him, and before he could think to stop himself, he pulled her closer, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that matched her intensity. She gasped softly into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed herself fully against him, the heat between them undeniable.
When her hands moved to his waistband, he didn't stop her. Instead, he watched her, his dark eyes burning with anticipation. Her cheeks flushed with lust, but she didn't falter
Hinata tugged at his pants, sliding them down enough to free his cock. Wrapping her hand around him, she stroked him slowly, her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip and spreading the slickness there.
His hands gripped her hips as he fought to keep control. "You've gotten bold," he said, his voice strained, his gaze never leaving her.
"I had a good teacher," she replied in a playful tone.
Hinata's hand moved with practiced ease, her strokes steady and unrelenting as she leaned in, her lips grazing his jaw. Sasuke groaned softly, his control wavering as her fingers tightened around him, drawing more beads of slickness from his tip. Sasuke's hands slid under her skirt to grip her ass, his fingers pressing into the soft flesh.
She shifted her hips, her skirt riding up further as she positioned herself against him, her heat radiating through the thin barrier of her panties.
She leaned forward, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Didn't you say I should take the lead?"
Her words sent a jolt through him, and he smirked faintly, his hands roaming over her hips before tugging her closer. "I did," he replied, his voice roughened by the heat building between them. "Show me what you've learned."
Sasuke's dark eyes met hers, and for a moment, they simply stared at each other, the air between them thick with tension. Without breaking eye contact, she reached down, hooking her fingers under the waistband of her panties and sliding them off in one smooth motion. She tossed them aside, her bare skin pressing against his cock as she resumed her slow grind, her wetness coating him.
"Hinata," he said, his voice low and rough as his hands slid up her thighs, settling on her hips. "Are you-"
She cupped his face and silenced him again with a kiss, her tongue teasing his as she rocked her hips against him, her slick folds gliding along his length. His grip tightened, his restraint hanging by a thread as she pulled back just enough to catch his bottom lip between her teeth, her gaze flicking to his with a playful glint.
Reaching between them, she guided him to her entrance, her hand steady despite the tremor in her breath. Sasuke groaned softly as he felt her heat envelop him, her body sinking onto his cock inch by inch. Her tightness gripped him, drawing a low sound from his throat as he fought to remain still, giving her time to adjust.
Hinata gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders as the stretch sent a mix of discomfort and pleasure coursing through her. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and she bit her lip, her body trembling as she took him fully for the first time. Though her hymen had long since torn from her rigorous training, the sensation of being filled like this was entirely new.
"You're doing so well," Sasuke murmured, his hands steadying her hips. His voice was low and soothing, a quiet anchor in the whirlwind of sensations. "How is it?"
Hinata nodded, her breaths shallow as she adjusted to the fullness. "It's… a lot," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But it feels good."
Sasuke's grip on her hips tightened slightly, his thumbs brushing over her soft skin. "Take your time," he said. "Let yourself get used to it."
Hinata shifted slightly, her body instinctively testing the new sensation. The discomfort began to fade, replaced by a spreading warmth that made her shiver. She rolled her hips experimentally, drawing a sharp inhale from Sasuke as her movements sent a wave of pleasure through both of them.
"That's it," he said, his voice roughened with restraint. "Just like that."
Encouraged by his reaction, Hinata began to move more confidently, her body rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. Each motion brought a new wave of sensation, the pleasure building with every movement.
"It feels so… good," she whispered, her hands sliding from his shoulders to his chest, her fingers splaying over the hard lines of muscle.
Sasuke groaned, his hands guiding her movements as he matched her rhythm. "You feel incredible," he said, his voice low and filled with heat. "So tight… so perfect."
Hinata's cheeks burned at his words, but they only spurred her on. Her pace quickened slightly, the growing friction making her breath hitch. The stretch was still intense, but the pleasure far outweighed the discomfort now, her body adjusting to the steady rhythm they created together.
Sasuke leaned forward, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. The connection was electric, his tongue teasing hers as their movements grew more urgent. His hands slid up her back, pulling her closer as he took over the rhythm, his thrusts meeting her movements with a newfound intensity.
Hinata moaned softly against his lips, her arms wrapping around his neck as her body pressed fully against his. The heat between them was overwhelming, the pleasure building steadily as they moved together, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge.
"Sasuke," she gasped, her voice trembling as her nails raked lightly down his back.
"You're amazing," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're doing so well, Hinata. Such a good girl."
Her heart swelled at his praise, and she couldn't help the small cry that escaped her as the pleasure coiled tighter in her belly. Her body moved instinctively now, her hips meeting his thrusts with growing urgency as she chased the peak she could feel just out of reach.
"You're close," Sasuke said, his tone rough but steady. His hand slipped between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit and stroking it in time with their movements.
Hinata's head tipped back, her mouth falling open as the added sensation sent her spiraling. "I-I'm going to—" she began, her voice breaking as her climax hit her like a wave, washing over her in a flood of warmth and pleasure.
"Sasuke-" Her body tensed around him, her walls clenching tightly as she cried out his name. Sasuke groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as her release pushed him over the edge. With a final thrust, he buried himself deeply inside her, his release seed into her womb as her body trembled against his.
They stayed like that for a moment, their breaths mingling, their bodies still connected as the aftershocks of their shared pleasure rippled through them. Hinata rested her forehead against his, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.
"That was… a lot better than everything we've done. It was... incredible," she said softly, her voice filled with a mix of awe and satisfaction.
Sasuke brushed a strand of hair from her face, his gaze steady as he looked at her. "You were incredible," he replied, his voice low and sincere.
A small smile tugged at her lips, and she leaned in, pressing her lips against his in a gentle kiss. For the first time, she felt no hesitation, no uncertainty—only the warmth of his arms around her and the steady beat of his heart against hers. It made her feel secure and cherished in a way she hadn't experienced from anyone else before.
"I love you..." Hinata mumbled before she even realized it.
Sasuke was surprised for all but a split second before he hugged her tighter, "I love you too." He confessed. He doubt he would be able to let go of her anymore.
-[A/N: And so, our story end here. After this is an extra that might or might not be canon. I should say the characters' ages are whatever you want them to be. If you want to be even freakier, that's on you.]-
Hinata lay draped over Sasuke, their bodies still tangled as their breathing slowly returned to normal. The warmth of his hands brushing along her back sent shivers through her, a reminder of how much she had come to crave his touch.
But as her body calmed, the hunger in her didn't fade. Instead, it seemed to simmer, igniting again with every small shift of his hips against hers.
"Sasuke," she whispered, her voice soft yet laced with unmistakable desire.
He raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes meeting hers. "Already?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
Hinata blushed, but instead of retreating, she kissed him again, her hands trailing down his chest with renewed purpose. Her confidence had grown immeasurably over the weeks, and now she wasn't afraid to take what she wanted.
Sasuke responded immediately, his hands sliding to her hips as he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him. "You're insatiable," he murmured, his lips brushing against her neck as his hand slid between her legs, finding her already slick and ready for him again.
"Only with you," she replied, her voice breathless as she arched into his touch.
Their movements were urgent this time, their earlier hesitance and restraint were replaced with a raw, unfiltered need. Sasuke entered her again, and Hinata gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as he filled her completely.
They lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. The sofa creaked beneath them, their soft gasps and moans mingling with the sound of skin meeting skin. Sasuke's hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her, and Hinata responded with equal fervor, her nails raking down his back as she pulled him closer.
Just as Hinata cried out his name, her body trembling with the force of another climax, a sharp voice cut through the haze of their passion.
"Well, this explains why you've been sneaking out so much, Hinata."
Both froze, their eyes snapping toward the doorway where Hanabi stood, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable, though her arched brow hinted at amusement more than outrage.
"H-Hanabi?!" Hinata stammered, her entire body flushing a deep crimson as she scrambled to pull the sheets over herself.
Sasuke, unflinching, shifted slightly but made no effort to cover himself, his calm, dark eyes locking onto Hanabi's. "How long have you been standing there?" he asked, his voice even but edged with annoyance.
"Long enough," Hanabi replied, her tone casual as she leaned against the doorframe. "An hour, give or take."
Hinata's eyes widened in horror, her hands clutching the sheet tightly around her chest. "An hour?!" she squeaked, her voice high-pitched with mortification.
"Give or take," Hanabi repeated with a shrug. "You were… thorough. I didn't feel like interrupting."
Sasuke's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his sharp mind catching the subtle undertone in her words. The choice to wait, to watch for an entire hour, wasn't born of uncertainty—it was deliberate. She could have stopped them at any moment but chose not to.
Hinata, oblivious to the implication, buried her face in her hands, her muffled voice laced with mortification. "Hanabi, why didn't you say something sooner?!"
Hanabi smirked, leaning against the doorframe with a casualness that belied the tension in the room. "And ruin the… educational experience? I thought it would be rude to interrupt such dedication."
Sasuke's jaw tightened as his gaze remained locked on Hanabi. There was no shame or embarrassment in her expression—only amusement and something deeper, a flicker of arousal.
"You could have stopped us," Sasuke said with a knowing smirk, "but you didn't. Because you wanted to watch."
Hanabi's smirk didn't falter, though her eyes glinted with challenge. "You're awfully confident for someone caught in the act," she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "But you're not wrong. Watching was… informative."
"Hanabi!" Hinata's voice cracked with a mixture of shock and embarrassment, her hands clutching the sheet tighter around her.
Hanabi's gaze shifted to her sister, her expression softening slightly. "Oh, don't be so dramatic, Hinata," she said. "You're not a child. I'm just… curious about the 'training' you talked about so much."
Sasuke tilted his head, his smirk deepening as he leaned back against the headboard. "Curious, huh?" he drawled, his tone calculated, testing her boundaries.
Hanabi shrugged, stepping further into the room with an air of nonchalance. "What can I say? It's not every day I see my sister so… enthusiastic. And with Uchiha, no less." Her eyes flicked to Sasuke, lingering for just a moment too long.
Sasuke didn't miss the way her gaze lingered on him, the subtle shift in her expression as she appraised him. He leaned back slightly, his sharp eyes narrowing as a faint smirk tugged at his lips.
"Enjoying the view?" he asked, his voice calm but laced with challenge.
Hanabi's smirk deepened, her confidence unwavering. "Maybe I am," she replied smoothly, her tone almost teasing. "You're certainly not what I expected for my sister."
Hinata's cheeks burned, her grip on the sheet tightening. "Hanabi, stop it!" she pleaded, her voice tinged with both embarrassment and frustration.
Hanabi ignored her, her gaze still fixed on Sasuke. "What exactly do you see in Hinata?" she asked, tilting her head as if genuinely curious.
Sasuke met her gaze steadily, his smirk growing as he sensed her testing the waters. "She's stronger than people give her credit for," he said simply. "Determined. Beautiful."
Hinata's blush deepened at his words, but Hanabi raised an eyebrow, her smirk faltering for just a moment before returning. "I see," she said, her voice thoughtful. "But you must admit, Uchiha, I'm a little… surprised. Hinata doesn't seem like your type."
Sasuke's gaze flicked to Hinata briefly before returning to Hanabi. "Maybe you don't know your sister as well as you think," he said, his tone smooth. "Or maybe, my type is broader than expected."
Hanabi chuckled softly, stepping closer to the bed. "Oh, I know Hinata," she said, her voice dropping slightly. "She's full of surprises, isn't she?"
Sasuke's smirk widened as he watched her, his mind carefully parsing her words and the subtle shifts in her tone. There was no mistaking the flicker of intrigue in her eyes, the way she seemed to be testing his reaction as much as she was pushing her sister's buttons.
"You're not here just to tease her," he said, his voice low and measured. "Are you, Hanabi?"
Her smirk didn't waver, but she crossed her arms, her stance shifting as if to steady herself. "And if I wasn't?"
Sasuke tilted his head slightly, his gaze unwavering. "Then maybe you're the one who's full of surprises."
The air between them grew heavy, the tension palpable as they stared each other down. Hinata looked between them, her confusion and embarrassment giving way to a flicker of understanding. Her sister's sharp gaze, the subtle shift in her posture, and Sasuke's unflinching calm all painted a picture she hadn't considered before.
"Hanabi," Hinata began softly, her voice cutting through the charged silence.
Her sister's gaze snapped to her, the teasing smirk faltering for the briefest moment. "What is it, Hinata?" she asked, her tone still light but edged with something more cautious.
Hinata hesitated, clutching the sheet tighter around herself as she searched for the right words. "You've always been so strong… so sure of yourself," she said quietly. "But you don't have to pretend with me. I can see it."
Hanabi blinked, her smirk fading entirely as a flicker of vulnerability crossed her face. "See what?"
"That you're lonely," Hinata said simply, her voice steady despite her reddened cheeks. "And that you're curious about Sasuke because… you want to feel what I've felt."
"Hinata!" Hanabi's cheeks flushed, her composed mask slipping for a moment as her gaze darted between her sister and Sasuke.
Sasuke remained silent, his dark eyes watching the interaction with a keen intensity. He didn't interrupt, letting the sisters navigate the sudden shift in conversation.
"It's okay," Hinata continued, her voice soft but filled with a quiet determination.
Hanabi blinked, her smirk faltering as vulnerability flickered across her face. "What are you talking about, Hinata?"
Hinata's cheeks flushed, but she straightened her posture, clutching the edge of the sofa as she sat up. "I know you've been watching," she said quietly, her words tinged with both embarrassment and resolve. "And I think… you don't just want to tease me or Sasuke. You're curious, aren't you?"
Hanabi's arms crossed tightly over her chest, her expression unreadable. "You're making a lot of assumptions," she said, her voice defensive but without its usual sharpness.
Hinata hesitated, glancing at Sasuke, who was watching the exchange intriguingly. Slowly, she stood up and took a tentative step toward Hanabi.
"Hanabi," she began softly, her voice trembling but steady enough to carry her intent. "You've always been there for me. You've always been strong, confident, and unshakable."
Hanabi's expression shifted, the teasing smirk faltering as she crossed her arms tightly over her chest. "What are you getting at, Hinata?" she asked, her tone sharper than before, though there was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
Hinata took another step closer, her hand reaching out to brush lightly against Hanabi's arm. "I've learned so much about myself recently," she continued. "About what I want, what I feel. And… I want you to be happy too. I want you to have what I've found."
Hanabi blinked, her confidence wavering as her gaze flicked briefly to Sasuke. "You're not making any sense."
Hinata shook her head, her grip on Hanabi's arm tightening slightly. "I think you understand exactly what I mean," she said softly. "You've been watching because you wanted to know what it felt like. To be wanted. To feel good."
Hanabi stiffened, her cheeks flushing faintly as her jaw tightened. "Hinata, this isn't—"
"It's okay," Hinata interrupted gently, her voice steady but full of compassion. "You don't have to pretend with me. I know you, Hanabi. Better than anyone."
The silence in the room grew heavy, and Hanabi glanced away, her lips pressing into a thin line. Hinata glanced back at Sasuke, who was now leaning forward slightly. He didn't say a word, letting the sisters navigate this moment.
Hinata turned back to Hanabi, her expression soft. "If you want to join us, you can. I… I want you to be happy."
Hanabi stared at her sister, the confidence she had walked in with now wavering. Her arms crossed tightly over her chest as if to shield herself, and her gaze darted between Hinata and Sasuke.
"That's… a lot to take in," she admitted, her voice quieter than before.
Hinata stepped closer, her eyes filled with understanding. "I know it is," she said gently. "But you don't have to decide everything right now. Just… let yourself feel what you need to. You've always been there for me, Hanabi. Let me be here for you."
Hanabi's jaw tightened as she fought to maintain her composure. Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts. Part of her wanted to push this away, to deny that she felt anything but amusement about what she'd walked in on. But another part, a quieter, more vulnerable part, longed for the connection she saw between Hinata and Sasuke.
"I don't know if I can do this," she said finally, her voice trembling despite her efforts to steady it.
"You don't have to know," Hinata said, reaching out to gently take Hanabi's hand. "Just take a step. I'll be with you the whole way." Just like how Sasuke was with her. She doubted herself and Sasuke helped her. Since she could help her sister, she would.
Hanabi's gaze flicked to Sasuke, who was watching her with a calm, unreadable expression. He wasn't pushing her, wasn't forcing her to make a decision. But there was something in his eyes—a quiet confidence, an assurance that he could handle whatever she chose to do.
Hanabi exhaled slowly, her shoulders relaxing slightly as she looked back at her sister. "Okay," she said softly, the word barely audible. "I'll… try."
Hinata smiled warmly, her hand still holding Hanabi's as she guided her closer. Her cheeks flushed at the thought of what she was about to do.
"It's just us," Hinata said softly, her voice filled with reassurance. "You don't have to be afraid."
Hanabi's gaze flicked nervously to Sasuke. Sasuke leaned back on the sofa, his dark eyes sharp and unwavering as he observed the sisters. His smirk deepened slightly, but he stayed silent, allowing Hinata to take the reins.
Hinata stepped closer to Hanabi, her hand moving to rest gently on her sister's cheek. "It's okay," she murmured, her thumb brushing lightly against Hanabi's skin. "I'm here."
Hanabi swallowed hard, her breathing uneven as she allowed Hinata to guide her. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world outside the room seemed to fade away.
Hinata leaned in, her movements deliberate but unhurried as she pressed her lips softly against Hanabi's. The kiss was tentative, testing, but filled with an unmistakable warmth.
Hanabi stiffened briefly, her hands twitching at her sides as her cheeks flushed. But as Hinata's lips moved gently against hers, she felt the tension in her body begin to ease. Slowly, almost cautiously, she responded, her lips parting slightly as she returned the kiss.
Sasuke leaned back slightly on the sofa, his dark eyes flicking between the sisters. His smirk remained faint, but his interest was palpable. He hadn't expected this twist in their dynamic. His hand lightly stroked his shaft, his gaze locked on the sisters as Hinata took the lead in their makeout session.
Hinata grabbed Hanabi's kimono and pulled it loose, her movements slow and deliberate. The fabric parted slightly, revealing the smooth, pale skin beneath. Hanabi stiffened, her breath hitching as her sister's hands moved with quiet confidence.
"Hinata…" Hanabi whispered, her voice trembling, though it wasn't clear if it was from hesitation or anticipation.
"It's okay," Hinata said softly, her gaze meeting Hanabi's. Her hands paused for a moment, giving her sister time to stop her if she wanted to. But when Hanabi didn't pull away, Hinata continued, sliding the kimono off her shoulders with care.
The fabric slipped down, pooling around Hanabi's waist and leaving her upper body exposed. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, but she didn't move to cover herself, her hands clenched at her sides as she fought the urge to retreat.
Sasuke's dark eyes followed the motion, his smirk widening slightly as he took in the scene. He shifted in his seat, his gaze sharp and unreadable as he watched Hinata guide her sister through this uncharted territory.
Hanabi exhaled shakily, her gaze flicking between Hinata and Sasuke. "This feels… strange," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
"That's okay," Hinata replied, a warm smile touching her lips. "Just let yourself feel it. Don't overthink."
Hinata's hands slid down to Hanabi's waist, her fingers brushing against the loose folds of the kimono. With practiced care, she tugged it open, the fabric slipping away to reveal more of her sister's pale, flawless skin before pulling the rope belt off. Hanabi's dress falls to the floor, leaving her entirely bare.
"Come, Sasuke will make you feel even better," Hinata said, guiding Hanabi toward him.
Hinata sat down first, gently pulling Hanabi onto her lap. The younger sister hesitated for a moment, her body stiff and unsure, but Hinata's hands were steady as they guided her into place. With deliberate care, Hinata pulled Hanabi back, pressing her sister's bare back flush against her own chest. Her hands moved down, brushing over Hanabi's thighs before resting there. She spread her sister's legs slightly, exposing her fully to Sasuke.
"Go on, Sasuke, she is all yours." Hinata encouraged.
Sasuke moved forward, his dark eyes meeting Hanabi's with a steady intensity. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her knee before trailing upward, his touch light and teasing. Hanabi shivered under his hand, her breathing uneven as she glanced nervously at her sister.
Hinata pressed a kiss to Hanabi's neck, her voice soothing. "Just relax," she murmured. "Let him take care of you."
Sasuke's hand continued its slow journey, his fingers tracing soft patterns along Hanabi's inner thigh. The tension in her body began to ease, her breathing steady as she leaned further into Hinata's embrace.
"You're just as beautiful as your sister," Sasuke said, his voice low and smooth as his hand continued to trace along Hanabi's thighs. His words sent a fresh wave of heat to her cheeks, her blush deepening as she tried to steady her breathing.
Hinata smiled softly, her lips brushing against Hanabi's ear. "See? I told you," she whispered, her tone filled with warmth and reassurance. "Just let yourself feel it."
"Do you trust me, Hanabi?" Sasuke asked, his dark eyes locking onto hers.
Hanabi hesitated, her gaze flicking to Hinata, who held her close. Her sister's smile was unwavering, her arms secure around her as if silently saying, I'm here for you.
"I trust Hinata," Hanabi finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Sasuke's smirk deepened as he leaned closer, his dark eyes never leaving Hanabi's. "Then let's make you feel good," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
Hanabi swallowed hard, her heart pounding as Sasuke's hands explored higher until his fingers brushed against her bare core. The light contact sent a jolt through her, her body arching instinctively against him. Her legs parted further, guided by Hinata's firm but gentle hands.
Hinata kissed Hanabi's neck, her lips trailing upward to her ear. "Doesn't it feel good?" she whispered, her voice warm and full of encouragement.
"Yes," Hanabi admitted, her voice trembling but honest as she clung to Sasuke's shoulders for balance.
Sasuke smirked, his hand shifting to slide a finger inside her, eliciting a sharp gasp. Her walls clenched around him, her body instinctively adjusting to the intrusion. He worked her with a steady rhythm that had her trembling in moments.
Hanabi's head fell back against Hinata's shoulder, her moans growing louder as Sasuke's fingers worked her deeper. Hinata's hands roamed over Hanabi's body, her touch both comforting and electrifying as she leaned in to press a soft kiss to her sister's lips.
"That's it," Hinata urged, her voice firm but soothing. "Let yourself go. Just enjoy the moment."
Sasuke withdrew his fingers and he positioned himself between her thighs. Hanabi's eyes fluttered open, wide with a mix of anticipation and nerves.
"Relax," Hinata murmured, her hands holding Hanabi steady as Sasuke's cock pressed against her entrance. "You're ready."
Sasuke pushed forward, entering her inch by inch as Hanabi gasped, her body tensing briefly before yielding to the pressure. The stretch was intense but not unbearable, and as he buried himself fully inside her, she let out a shaky breath, her body trembling with the new sensation.
"Good girl," Hinata murmured, her hands groping her sister as Sasuke began to move.
Hanabi's moans filled the room, her body responding eagerly as the discomfort faded, replaced by a building pleasure that left her breathless. Hinata held her close, whispering words of encouragement as her hands guided Hanabi's movements, helping her match Sasuke's rhythm.
"You're doing so well," Hinata said, her lips brushing against Hanabi's ear as she pressed their bodies together. "Just let him take you."
Sasuke's pace quickened, his thrusts deep and deliberate as he gripped Hanabi's hips, pulling her against him with each movement. Her cries grew louder, her nails digging into his shoulders as her body surrendered completely to the sensations overwhelming her.
"Hinata," Hanabi gasped, her voice breaking as her body trembled, her climax building rapidly.
"I'm here," Hinata murmured, her hands sliding down to hold Hanabi steady. "You don't need to hold back."
Hanabi's breathing quickened, her body trembling as she leaned further into Hinata's embrace. Sasuke's hands gripped her thighs firmly, his dark eyes locked with Hinata as he moved with precision, his cock driving deeper into her sister with each thrust. He leaned forward and captured Hinata's lips in a kiss. Hanabi wrapped her arms around Sasuke to steady herself.
Hanabi gasped and moaned as the sensations overwhelmed her. The fullness, the heat, the friction—it all coalesced into a raw, consuming pleasure that left her breathless.
Hinata broke the kiss with Sasuke and pressed another kiss to Hanabi's neck, her lips trailing upward until they brushed against her ear. "You're beautiful," she said softly, her hands guiding Hanabi's hips to match Sasuke's rhythm.
Hanabi's moans grew louder, her body responding instinctively as she gave herself over to the sensations. Sasuke's pace quickened, his movements more forceful as he gripped her tightly, his own breathing growing heavier with each thrust.
"You're doing so good," Hinata whispered, her hands caressing Hanabi's skin as she pressed their bodies closer together. "Let it happen, Hanabi. Let yourself go."
Hanabi's cries reached a crescendo as her body tensed, her climax hitting her like a tidal wave. Her nails dug into Sasuke's shoulders, her legs trembling as she clung to him, her release washing over her in powerful waves.
Sasuke slowed to a stop to let Hanabi catch her breath. Her body remained taut for a moment longer, then relaxed, her head falling against Hinata's shoulder.
"You did great Hanabi," Hinata said, giving her sister a kiss on the forehead.
Hanabi managed a small smile, her cheeks still flushed as she caught her breath. "I… I didn't know it could feel like that," she admitted softly.
Hinata pressed a kiss to her sister's temple, her embrace never wavering. "You deserve it, to feel good," she said simply.
Hinata smiled gently as she held Hanabi, her arms still wrapped around her sister's trembling form. The warmth of the moment lingered between them, their breaths slowly evening out. Hanabi's head rested against Hinata's shoulder, her body pliant and relaxed.
Sasuke shifted, his dark eyes turning to Hinata. A smirk tugged at his lips as his gaze roamed over her. "Your turn, Hinata," he murmured, his voice low and commanding.
Hinata's cheeks flushed, but her smile didn't falter. She gently guided Hanabi to sit beside her, brushing a stray lock of hair from her sister's face. "Rest for now," she said softly, her tone filled with affection.
Hanabi nodded, her cheeks still pink as she settled into the cushions, her breathing steadying.
Sasuke leaned forward, his hands reaching for Hinata as she turned to face him. His grip was firm but not forceful as he pulled her onto his lap, her thighs straddling him. "You've been so patient," he said, his voice a low rumble.
Hinata's hands rested on his shoulders, her fingers curling into his skin as her blush deepened. "I… I wanted to make sure Hanabi was okay," she admitted softly, her gaze flicking to her sister briefly before returning to Sasuke. She moved onto all fours, her back arched gracefully as she glanced over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed with a mix of lust and eagerness.
"How about this position?" she asked softly, wiggling her ass at Sasuke.
"Perfect," Sasuke murmured, his voice roughened with desire as he moved to kneel behind her. His hands slid over her hips, gripping them firmly as he admired the curve of her body.
Hinata shivered under his touch, her breath hitching as she felt him align himself with her entrance. Her body ached for him, the anticipation sending a thrill through her as she braced herself on the sofa.
"You're always so ready for me," Sasuke said, his tone teasing as he leaned forward, his lips brushing against the small of her back. "I love that about you."
Hinata moaned softly, her body pressing back against him as she felt the head of his cock teasing her folds. "Please," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
Sasuke didn't make her wait long. With a slow, steady push, he entered her, the stretch sending a gasp from her lips as her body adjusted to him. He groaned softly, savoring the way her warmth enveloped him completely.
"You feel amazing," he murmured, his hands tightening on her hips as he began to move.
Hinata moaned, her fingers digging into the sofa cushions as Sasuke set a steady rhythm of deep and powerful thrusts. The angle sent shocks of pleasure through her, her body arching further as she matched his movements.
"Good girl," Sasuke murmured, his voice filled with praise as he watched her move beneath him.
Hinata's cries grew louder, her body trembling with each thrust as the pleasure built steadily within her. She stayed there as Sasuke pounded his dick into her pussy over and over again.
"Sasuke," she gasped, her voice breaking.
"I've got you," he said, his tone steady as he leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back as his pace quickened. His hand slid around to her front, his fingers finding her clit and stroking it in time with his thrusts.
The dual sensations pushed Hinata closer to the edge, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as her climax built rapidly. "I'm so close," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"Let go," Sasuke murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
Hinata cried out, her body tensing as her release crashed over her, her walls clenching tightly around him as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her. Sasuke groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as her release pushed him over the edge. With a final thrust, he buried himself deeply inside her, his cock releasing rope after rope of his seed into her womb again.
They stayed like that for a moment, their breaths mingling as they came down from the high. Sasuke leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the back of Hinata's neck before pulling out gently.
Hinata collapsed onto the sofa, her body spent but glowing with satisfaction. She rested on the sofa, her body tingling from the intensity of her orgasm. She glanced at Hanabi, who was watching her with a mixture of awe and curiosity, and then back at Sasuke, who was still hard.
"We're not done yet," Sasuke said.
Hinata smiled softly, her cheeks still flushed. She reached out, taking Hanabi's hand and gently pulling her closer. "Come here," she murmured, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement.
Hanabi hesitated for only a moment before joining her sister, their hands intertwining as they faced Sasuke together. Hinata leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Hanabi's lips. "Let's enjoy this together."
Sasuke moved to pull both sisters toward him. His hands slid over their bodies, his touch confident and sure as he guided them into a comfortable position. He pressed a kiss to Hanabi's collarbone, his touch firm yet careful as he explored her body. Hanabi shivered under his attention, her breath hitching as Hinata's hands joined his, guiding her into the moment.
Hinata shifted, positioning herself beside Hanabi as she pressed gentle kisses along her sister's neck and shoulder. Her hands moved to Sasuke, sliding over his chest and down his sides, her touch both reassuring and filled with anticipation.
Sasuke's movements became more assertive as he shifted between the two of them, his hands and lips finding every sensitive spot with practiced ease. The three of them moved together in a seamless rhythm, their breaths mingling as the heat between them grew. The room was filled with the sound of moans and groans, their bodies intertwined as they moved together, each sensation building upon the last. Sasuke's hands gripped both Hinata and Hanabi, his touch firm and unwavering exploring them thoroughly.
"We're in this together," Hinata murmured, her voice steady and filled with warmth.
Hanabi nodded, her trust in her sister evident as she allowed herself to be drawn into the embrace. Sasuke's hands slid to Hanabi's waist, pulling her closer with a firmness that was tempered by care. His lips found hers, capturing her in a kiss that left her breathless as his hands explored her body.
Hinata then pushed Sasuke onto the sofa and helped Hanabi straddle him.
"A relationship is about both give and take. Sasuke gave you pleasure, now it's your turn to do the same," she said as she guided her sister down onto his waiting shaft.
Hanabi's body was still sensitive, the head of Sasuke's dick pushing past her folds to bury deep within her. Her mouth fell open in a silent cry, her eyes squeezing shut as she leaned forward, resting her hands on his shoulders.
Hinata grabbed a hold of Hanabi's hips and started to guide her up and down his length. Hanabi's eyes remained shut, her face flushed and her mouth open in a silent moan as she rocked her hips against him. Soon enough, she started to move on her own accord.
Seeing that her sister was fine, Hinata turned her attention to Sasuke. She kneeled in front of them and started to play with his balls. She massaged the warm orbs while licking and stroking his shaft as it entered and left Hanabi's hole.
Hinata kept up her oral assault on his cock while Hanabi kept moving on top of him, it wasn't long before Sasuke couldn't take anymore. With a groan, he pulled Hanabi close, kissing her roughly as he erupted deep inside her pussy, filling it with his seed.
The feeling of getting filled with hot cum for the first triggered Hanabi's release too, as her body shuddered and her pussy clamped down on Sasuke's dick as she came. Her movements slowed, as she rested against Sasuke, panting heavily as her orgasm washed over her.
Once they were done, Hinata gently moved Hanabi aside before "cleaning" his shaft with her mouth before her turn.
Sasuke alternated between the sisters, taking turns filling their holes with his cock as they writhed and moaned with each other. By the time the trio collapsed in a pile on the sofa, Hinata was thoroughly satisfied and exhausted, sleeping in his arm while Hanabi passed out on Sasuke's chest.
Sasuke lay there for a while, thinking about what just happened, as unbelievable as it was. He looked forward to what the future had in store for him.