You dance quite well | By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1203 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Side-show fic to my Below Zero.
Simple Neji/Temari wanting to getting
it on...!!
You dance quite
well
Neji politely asked
Temari to join him on the dance floor and was very happy when she obliged to his
wishes. It didn’t take him long until he had the vibrant, two year older woman,
in his arms and he guided her with the skills of a… of a genius over the dance
floor. His uncle had taught her many things, and being able to dance was one of
them. Temari was impressed but let her self be led through the soft waves of the
music.
Neji was, in short of
words, right where he wanted to be. He was inside her embrace, he could feel her
warmth, he could smell her spicy, desert scent. He was as close to heaven he
ever thought he would come.
But Temari had other
plans in mind. She was not satisfied to only dream about the heavens above – she
wanted to feel it. She saw the small hallway in the far end of the restaurant
and before Neji was able to realize things, she had pushed him into the hallway
and once she was sure that they were alone she had pushed the Hyuuga-prodigy up
against the wall. Her lips covered his and the second she was able to taste him
she knew; just don’t ask how; but she knew that this was the man for her.
Neji let the most
primitive of feelings surface as Temari provoked him. He lost every boundary he
had put up around him. This woman made him loose just about everything and he
just followed her wishes. As he was pushed up against a wall he let out a moan,
but the next sound from him was swallowed by her lips. She kissed him. Dear gods
– she kissed him like he was the last man on earth.
“When I want something…
I’ll take it,” breathed the blonde haired woman in front of him that suddenly
had grabbed Neji’s behind and pushed him up the wall. “And this time… Neji..
koibito… I want you…” she whispered heatedly into his ear as her leg push up
between his thighs and brushed against his hard bulge.
Neji let out a dark,
raspy sound as her thigh brushed up against his cock and his hands grabbed hold
over her shirt and with a swift flip he had changed their positions and his
white, glacier eyes found her dark blue pools.
“Did you really thing I
was that kind of prey, Temari-chan,” he practically snarled as he caught her
wrist and held them tightly above her head.
Temari’s dark blue eyes
widened a bit as the otherwise oh, so stoic Hyuuga-prodigy took the upper hand.
“N-Neji-kun..??” she whispered harshly.
“Never think that I will
be the weak link, Temari-chan. Never think that I will be the one you can
control,” growled the white eyed Neji as he pushed the blonde woman up against
the hallway wall. “Never…, you belong to me Temari-chan, and only me. Nobody
will be able to touch you like I do!!”
“N-Neji…??”
“Shut up and kiss me
woman,” whispered Neji.
Temari just complied and
her lips covered his and he could hear a soft sigh as he grabbed her soft behind
as he pushed her further up the wall. Her legs parted a bit to give him the
space he needed and she gasped as his hard shaft brushed over her clothed, and
yet sensitive clit.
The always “I’ve got my
head on a stick” and the genius, Hyuuga, Neji lost it. Never mind how he did it
– he just did. Knowing that he had a woman in his arms that followed his every
wishes and it was not forced by his uncle was a rush in it self. Seeing the said
woman look back at him with nothing more then pure lust in her eyes, that was
simply put – heaven.
And Temari knew how to
make use of that “head on a stick”. And she knew how to manipulate the man-kind.
It didn’t take long for the white-eyed boy to loose his pants and bury his shaft
inside Temari’s awaiting warmth. And when the moment happened, Temari was
floating around the seventh heaven. She was just about to reach the eight level
of it all when that bastard – his name was Shikamaru – came into the picture and
ordered Neji to put his clothes on.
‘So much for the really
fun time…’ thought Temari as saw Neji scrambled up and put on his clothes,
silently demanding that Temari would do the same. A quick lock from him told
Temari that this was something that would be continued in the future.
THE END
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