Silver and Emerald Days | By : Zelha Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Theme 10.
- Smut!
Emerald
eyes widened as silver-colored orbs narrowed menacingly, predatorily.
“N-Neji,”
she whispered, leaning back. “You need to rest! The healing you underwent left
your skin raw and--”
“Come here,
Taika,” he cut her off with a growl, raising his
hands and slipping them down her arms. She shivered in anticipation, knowing
pretty well that his large form –so like a bird of prey– was currently tensing
with this little game. A game both of them liked to play when they got back
from a difficult mission.
The most injured
member of his squad was Neji, of course. Their objective had been to assassinate
a warlord from the Lightning Daimyo, who was a tad bit too interested in the
Fire Country’s affairs. They got in, performed their task flawlessly and in the
way out the fight broke; splitting the squad apart in a blink of an eye and
thus, a fierce battle began. It turned out that the warlord had rogue ninja on
his payroll, so the outcome was quite uncertain, regarding the infiltrated ANBU
team.
Thankfully,
they managed to get out of the fray when a hard punch provoked an earthquake,
catching the enemies by surprise while the ANBU Captain slew them, already accustomed to his partner’s evasion
techniques.
Neji and
his partner rendezvoused with the other two members of the squad several miles
away from the location. Everybody was quite battered, for the quid of the
operation was not to leave any evidence that would implicate the Fire Country
in this mission. Therefore, no canine-related flashy techniques, no lotus-powered
impressive moves, no obvious chakra-controlled massive destruction and of
course, no subtle tenketsu points tapping were
allowed.
After
healing Kiba’s and Lee’s injuries – and bickering for quite a long while with
her life partner because he just wouldn’t allow her to heal him before his team
and that counted her as well, it was expected for her to run out of energy,
almost passing out when she pressed the last of her energy on her snowy-eyed
lover. Sending the Canine Ninja and the Taijutsu Master back to Konohagakure for debriefing on the successful mission, he
quickly located a cave near the shore of the Lightning Island, which provided
him and his currently unconscious pink-haired medic a place to rest, because he
really doubted that someone could find them if the cave was located in the
middle of a cliff fall.
Therefore,
he muttered thanks to whatever Kami was around when
his chakra remains lasted enough to get them securely in the cave, after a
quick stroll over the cliff’s wall.
Sakura had
awoken briefly, emptying her reserves a little more when she summoned a middle
sized slug –Katsumomo–, who stood guard at the
entrance of the cave while the two ninjas got some rest. Neji briefly wondered if
the slug would remain even if Sakura was out, but soon exhaustion took over his
senses and he welcomed the dark oblivion, cradling his lover’s body to his
chest, their porcelain masks forgotten at their side.
He woke up
to find her straddling his body, as she pressed a little more chakra into his
body. He sported several gashes, but nothing to worry about... much. But Sakura
always fussed about his injuries, no matter how small they were, because she
simply loved his skin unmarred, or so she had claimed once when he asked her
about the matter.
And to his
inner amusement, other parts of his body awoke as well. The feeling of her warm
apex pressed snugly into his lap was quite invigorating. He watched her,
suddenly noticing how stiff her seat had become and glanced down to glinting
pearly-eyes.
Her blush
told him how much off-guard he had caught her. Sakura tried to rise from his
lap, but strong, bandaged fingers went to capture her hips, steadying her firmly
on her seat.
“Neji!” she
whispered, flushing harder in the dim light of the cave. It was sunset, he concluded,
by the way the shadows were projecting and the sunlight was almost hitting
them. The dying rays of gold touched Sakura’s face and hair, lighting them with
a very endearing effect to the prone shinobi.
His arousal
heightened when she licked her lips nervously, well aware of the change in
their atmosphere. “Neji, we shouldn’t be doing this now...”
“Doing
what?” he asked, amused at her sudden modesty. Perhaps it was for Katsumomo’s sake? “I’m not doing anything.”
She shot
him an exasperated –and glassy– glare when he pressed her hips to his.
“Yeah,
right,” she drawled sarcastically. “I’m trying to heal you here!”
“Again, I’m
not restraining your hands. You are free to do so.”
A distinct
pop was heard, signaling the silent slug’s departure. The sound distracted her
for a moment, instant he took to slip his digits under her shirt, playing with
the little bit of skin that was available under the form-fitting white ANBU
vest. She shivered, gazing back at his now light-grey eyes.
“Neji, we
shouldn’t be doing this right now,” she admonished him gently, her eyes
exploring her surroundings. “Lee and Kiba--”
“Are
currently navigating back to the mainland and Konoha,” he informed her
smoothly. “I told them to go ahead of us until we regained enough chakra.”
Sakura knew
it was better for her if she didn’t get opinionated on Neji’s decisions, after
all he was the Captain and he knew his team’s power better than her. “Okay... and where are we?”
“A cave in
a cliff,” he told her, as his fingers trailed up her uniform and started
snapping the clasps in order to divest her of her vest. He noticed she had done
the same with his in order to reach his skin to heal it, so he could only
reciprocate.
Sakura
arched a brow at him, but accepted his silent demand and shrugged off the thick
garment, leaving her in her red shirt. The zip was lowered down slowly, while
he watched how flustered she was getting although she didn’t try to show it,
fixing him with a reprimanding glare.
“Are you
crazy? We’re on a mission!”
“I believe
the mission is over, Taika,” he whispered as he
slipped his hands up her wrapped chest, one kneading a breast gently as the
other one went to her buttocks, pressing her a little into his stiffness. “And
we were most successful, as always.”
“And this
is your way to celebrate?” she gasped when his fingers found her nipple,
tweaking it ever so slightly. Closing her eyes, she tentatively grinded on his
lap, eliciting a growl of approval from her Byakugan-wielding lover.
“This is my
way to express how impossible is for me to keep my hands off you sometimes,” he
whispered, dragging his hands to her shirt and effectively slipping it off.
“Seeing you fight is always exhilarating – especially when you perform all
those evasive movements.”
“So you
watched me instead of fighting?” she asked, already in the mood for some
bickering or as they say, foreplay. “You’re getting soft, Captain...”
“One of the
wonders of having a near three-sixty vision field is that I can perfectly fight
an opponent while keeping an eye on my partner – we are a team, after all.”
She
laughed, as she raised her arms to allow him to unwrap the bandages on her
chest, freeing her breasts. “Oh, a team that currently split up, two of them are
getting wet while the others are getting it on.”
“Oh,” he
grunted as she arched when one of his hands stimulated her bare breast and the
other rubbed lightly on her still covered core. “I think we will be getting wet
as well,” he added huskily as she let out a breathy moan and leaned on him to
finally crush her lips to his, kissing him passionately.
To Sakura,
Neji’s hands were his most sexy feature, his eyes and hair a close second. His
chakra manipulation for his Gentle Fist techniques made his hands a little
rough but really sensitive to changes in temperature and energy flows. He
didn’t need the Byakugan to locate Sakura’s tenketsu points;
he was so familiarized with her body. His chakra
levels were still low, but he figured that they would be usable.
He didn’t
waste time to slip his hands under her pants, grabbing the flesh of her
buttocks firmly and making her grind hard on his hips. Sakura let out a moan as
the friction shot little spasms of pleasure up her spine.
“Oh, Kami,” she whispered, releasing his mouth to take some air.
“Why you have to be so good at this?”
“Experience,
my dear,” he smirked sexily, while he tugged at her lower clothes and his eyes
darkened a bit more. “Lose them or I’ll push you to the wall and have my way
with you, Taika.”
His
demanding voice prickled her senses and sent them into overdrive. She loved it when he was the domineering one, but seeing as he
hadn’t risen from his spot in the cave it meant he was giving her the choice to
decide who was to lead their coupling.
And for
her, that was equally exhilarating.
She stood
up, snapping her leg guards and taking off her sandals quickly, pushing her
pants down and off as she became aware of the intensity of his gaze, which
turned it almost dangerous. He loved watching her undress for him, but being
witness of her pulling off her clothes in a hurry to come back to him was
simply enticing.
Neji
started to twist out of his pants, but Sakura got there first. She was stark
naked, her clothes in a pile next to her as she used them to shield her knees
from the rocky floor. She pulled off his sandals and his guards with a sexy
smile, as he could only watch her baring his
body.
“You need
to remain lying down, Neji-san,” she said playfully, receiving an amused growl
and a feral smile in response. “Don’t worry; I’ll make you feel better.”
Without
preamble, she dipped her head and took him in her mouth. He hissed at the
sudden onslaught of pleasure, tensing his hips to avoid thrusting up. She
hummed as she worked on him, his hands slipping through her hair to lift it and
watch her better. He felt lightheaded – she was using a little bit of chakra to
enhance his already sensitive skin!
“Sakura,”
he rasped, “don’t make me finish so fast--”
She didn’t
acknowledged his demanding plea, as her mouth went down and her tongue swirled
over and over, sending him off the white hot edge after several long, torturous
moments of playing and humming, eliciting a strained groan of pleasure.
His chest
was warm with his perspiration, she noted as she smiled lazily into his
unfocused eyes while caressing his well-defined pectorals, waiting for him to
land from his ecstasy. “Likey?”
“I love
you, hellish neko,” he said hoarsely, making her
laugh at his satisfied expense. “But that was rather unfair,” Neji added as he
grabbed her hips once again and forced her to sit on his chest. “I told you to
wait but as usual, you just didn’t pay attention to your Captain.”
She felt a
shiver running down her spine when he spoke those seemingly chastising words,
but every thought flew to the sea at the feeling of his mouth blowing softly on
her heated core.
“Neji,” she
moaned, cheeks flushed, little shadows from the sunset light casting from her
long eyelashes. His sexy smirk between her thighs was enough to make her breath
hitch. But the squeal she let out was more obvious when he lifted his head, giving
her the contact she craved.
Sakura was
certainly more vocal than he was when they were making love, but she sustained
that he was implacable with his tricks to get her so worked up than she didn’t
have any qualms to beg for him to bring her to release.
Neji didn’t
argue with that, because he just loved how her voice resonated when she all but
screamed his name when she climaxed. It was something about male pride, he told
her, proceeding to prove his point on their kitchen table.
Sakura
decided then that his tongue was in the same rank of his kneading hands, as she
leaned against the stone wall, placing her hands on it for leverage as he
applied himself thoroughly on his task, circling her gathered flesh with his
tongue, flicking it and earning moans and wails from his lover while his hands
added more caresses to her breasts.
She was
almost there, she could feel it, she could almost grasp the edge and release,
but suddenly her balance was moved, drawing her far from her craved release.
Sakura
squeaked in surprise when she felt like falling, realizing belatedly that he
had pivoted her unto her back as he sat up, leaving her lying down
uncomfortably on the stone floor as he retracted his legs from her sides,
kneeling down and hovering on her.
“Say it,”
he murmured huskily, licking his lips eagerly. “Say it, Sakura.”
She let out
a cry of mocked outrage and pouted, refusing to comply with his demand. He
leaned forward, angling his hips and sliding his back-to-aroused-state member
along her wetness, the very tip of it resuming the stimulation of her bundle of
nerves. She threw her head back, moaning one more time.
“Neji, please!”
He smirked wickedly,
but kept with his sliding motion. This indirect way to pleasure her seemed to
make her thrash below him, already lost into sensation but desperate to climax.
She had begged, yes, but not in the way he
wanted.
Keeping his
length sliding around her core, he leaned down on her and blew softly on her
ear, working her up more than the feverish state she was already sporting.
“Say it, Taika,” he growled into her ear, nipping on the lobe and
making her shiver and moan.
“Oh, Kami! Please, Neji!”
“Good
girl,” he hissed, retracting his hips slightly and finally slipped inside her.
She didn’t have the time to accommodate him, because his hand reached down and
pressed on her nerves, molding a bit of his chakra to maximize the effect.
The result
was instantaneous. Sakura arched her body –Neji took a moment to admire how flexible
she was– and screamed her release, her muscles clamping down on him like a
vice, but he held his own climax as she rode the waves of her orgasm. It had
been a big one because of all the adrenaline from the battle and the mission,
leaving her trembling from all the sensations perceived.
But Neji
was far from being done with her, as he promptly proved when he pulled out for
a bit and snapped his hips forward without warning, making her wail with the
remnants of her pleasure.
She kept
crying out his name fervently, as her over-sensitized inner walls tried to pull
him in but the hard, fast rhythm Neji had set, as he lowered the upper part of
his body on her, most of his weight on his forearms as he sealed his mouth to
hers hungrily, making her taste herself on his tongue and tasting himself on
hers.
One final
thrust and she was flying again, all but wailing her lover’s name while her
core clasped him in a grip he had no intention to struggle against, as he bit
down on the curve of her neck when he followed her towards oblivion. Releasing
his tension at last, his head found his favorite spot to rest on Sakura’s
shoulder, both panting.
“What was
that all about?” she asked breathlessly, feeling his now soothing tongue
running along the mark he had made with his teeth. He smirked on her skin, too
sated to pull himself up to look at her eyes. He did it regardless, watching
how her face seemed to glow with the aftermath and her eyes showed more than
just wonder at the recent assailment of pleasure.
“I saw Kiba
looking at you,” he said simply, regaining his breath but his eyes were intense
and luminous. “I didn’t like it.”
“And
this--this was to prove a point?” she asked, knowing she should be mad at him
but she just didn’t feel like beating her lover to a pulp. Besides, she didn’t
have enough chakra yet for hitting him or the healing afterwards.
“No,” he
said smoothly, offering her a wicked smile. “This was merely to make you mine
again.”
She laughed
at his smug statement, but her laugh was cut short when he dipped his head and
kissed her again.
In the back
of her mind, Sakura only hoped they could reach Konoha before the end of the
month; otherwise they would be hard-pressed to present themselves to the Hokage
and she could declare them missing and dispatch a search party and--
“Oh, screw
it,” she gasped aloud when he ran his tongue on his biting handiwork.
“Believe me,
I plan to.”
~ Tenna' ento lye omenta ~
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