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Hummingbird	By : Onileo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2119 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto; that honor belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. My fanfiction is for entertainment only and is not intended for financial gain.

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Chapter 11
          The sun beat down mercilessly. And the closer they came to their destination, the more humid it became, until Itachi halted around midday so everyone could rest. Stopping in a secluded meadow, he sat on a grassy hill, unclasping his cloak just enough to let the sweat on his skin begin to evaporate. Without complaint, Kisho plopped down a few feet away. Kisame sat next to Itachi, and Hinata sat quietly next to him.
          "We won't make it there tonight." Itachi said quietly. "The heat is slowing us down too much."
          "Yeah." Kisame agreed. He glanced over at Hinata. He could tell she was tired. Her breathing was normal, but she sat slightly slumped over and she had beads of sweat on her forehead. Reaching over, he wiped the moisture away. Hinata gave him a shy smile. Itachi noticed the interaction, but made no comment.
          After about an hour, the group continued on their way, but at a slower pace. As they traveled, gray clouds gathered overhead. By late afternoon, a light drizzle had started. The rain was a welcome relief after the sweltering heat. The weather seemed content to stay that way too. The rain never wavered, but continued its assault for the rest of the day.
          That evening, they reached another village. Soaking wet, they headed toward an inn in the middle of town. As they entered, the innkeeper stood behind his desk and bowed to them.
          "Uchiha-sama, Hoshigaki-sama, welcome back." he said with a polite smile. He looked Hinata and Kisho over before turning back to Itachi. "How many rooms will you need tonight?"
          "Just two." Itachi replied. The innkeeper turned the keys over and Itachi then led the way upstairs to their rooms.
          'That was strange' Hinata thought. The innkeeper knew their names, but didn't seem the least bit uncomfortable. Usually, those who knew of the Akatsuki would be at least a little intimidated by them, if not outright afraid. But this man acted like he saw them all the time, and his face didn't hold an ounce of fear or nervousness. They must be very close to the main base for an event like that to occur.
          Stopping in front of the correct doors, Itachi handed Kisame his key, then turned to Kisho. "Let's go." he commanded. Kisho glared at him and didn't move. His look was returned with a cold stare. Without warning, Itachi punched him in the gut, hard. Kisho doubled over in pain. Falling on one knee, he began coughing.
          "Leader-sama doesn't tolerate insolence." Itachi said impassively. "You would be wise to learn that now."
          Kisho rose to his feet. Without a word he walked into the room with Itachi, leaving Hinata alone in the hallway with Kisame. He unlocked the door to their room and opened it. Stepping inside, his gaze automatically swept the interior. The room was exactly the way he left it last. Thick cream carpet on the floor, a wrought iron four poster bed with midnight blue silk bedding and a matching black dresser and armchair made up the décor.
          Itachi had paid the innkeeper well to keep their rooms exactly the way they wanted them. He had a habit of staying here on the way to and from missions. Sometimes they were here more than they were at their rooms at the base. Kisame really didn't care. He knew why Itachi did it. His headaches were so bad anymore that he needed complete silence to even get any rest. At the base there was usually a racket of one sort or another to be heard, whether it was one of Deidara's explosions, Tobi's off-key singing or Hidan's loud cursing echoing down the hallway. Kisame didn't blame him for seeking out solitude.
          Hinata followed Kisame inside the room. It was nice, tastefully decorated with a large window. She wandered over to it to watch the rain pour down outside. She heard Kisame moving around the room behind her, but her focus was on the rivulets of water streaming down the panes of glass before her. There was a nice view of the village, and in the dark, the lights from the various buildings twinkled and winked in the rain. Suddenly, she felt Kisame's strong arms wrap around her, and his warm breath feathered across her ear.
          "If you don't get out of those wet clothes soon, you'll be ill." he said quietly.
          Hinata nodded and started to pull away, but Kisame tightened his grip on her, preventing escape. Her heartbeat quickened as he trailed a hand up her arm and across her collarbone to the zipper of her jacket. He slowly lowered it, trailing kisses down her neck as he did so. Sliding his hands into the gap at her shoulders, he pulled her jacket off of her, letting his fingers glide down her arms as he went. He grabbed her ear in his teeth and nipped her gently, then swirled his tongue around her lobe to soothe the sting of his bite. Goosebumps rose on Hinata's now bare arms, and she felt a blush start to creep up her neck.
          Kisame released her then, and taking her jacket, he walked over to their packs and lay it on top of hers to dry out. He smirked to himself. He had smelled the hint of desire in her scent. She was shy, but he could tell that she wanted him. She might not even realize it, being a virgin, but he knew that it wouldn't take a lot of persuasion to make her his. Hearing a door close, he turned to discover that she had already fled to the bathroom.
          Trembling slightly, and still blushing, Hinata stood in the middle of the bathroom. What was wrong with her? Whenever Kisame touched her the way he just did, her body grew achy and she became lightheaded. Was that normal? When she was around Naruto, she had butterflies in her stomach and she blushed more than usual. But this felt completely different. Figuring that a hot shower would help calm her, Hinata stripped her wet clothes off and stepped into the stall. The water felt great. Hinata took her time, washing away the day's sweat and grime.
          Stepping out, she grabbed a towel and dried herself off. Oh no. Hinata realized that in her hurry to get to the bathroom, she forgot to grab her clothes. What could she do now? There was no way she was brazen enough to go into the bedroom to get them, even wrapped in a towel. Suddenly she spied the bathrobe hanging on the back of the door. Saved. With a sigh of relief, she grabbed the oversized garment and wrapped it around herself.
          The room was dark, save for a small lamp that was sitting on the dresser, casting soft amber shadows. Kisame was already in the bed, sitting up with his back against the headboard. His massive chest was bare, and his dark blue hair, released from his forehead protector, framed his angular face. Hinata made her way over to her pack, intent on grabbing her clothes and heading back to the bathroom to change. She was stopped by the sound of Kisame's voice.
          "Hummingbird?"
          "Yeah?" she replied softly.
          "Come here." he commanded.
          Hinata complied, walking over to stand at the side of the bed. Reaching out, Kisame grabbed her hand and gently pulled her into the bed beside him. She blushed, but made no move to get away. He wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her into him, resting his chin on top of her head. He inhaled her woodsy scent, mixed with the water and soap from her shower.
          "I have to ask you something." he said.
          "W-what is it?" she asked.
          "Why did you come back?"
          Hinata hesitated. There was only one answer to that question. Only one reason she turned around, abandoning her friends, village and family. But was she brave enough to tell him? Taking a deep breath, she answered him. "I c-came back f-for you."
          "Thank you." he said, kissing the top of her damp head. Hinata turned her face into his chest, snuggling closer and wrapping an arm around his torso. He let her hold him like that for a few minutes, savoring the feel of her next to him. Then taking his free hand, he tilted her face up toward his and kissed her gently on the lips. Hinata closed her eyes and kissed him back. She felt his thumb feather along her jawline before trailing his fingers down her neck. He cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
          Hinata opened her mouth and grabbed his lower lip between her teeth, gently tugging. Kisame let a low growl rise from his chest. He felt his body harden at her eagerness. He ran his tongue along her top lip. Relaxing her grip on him, Hinata let him invade her mouth and stroke her tongue with his. Releasing the back of her head, Kisame ran his hand across her shoulder and down her arm that was still wrapped around his middle. He traced light circles on the back of her hand before entwining her fingers in his.
          Leaning into her, he gently pressed her back into the mattress, bringing her hand up to rest beside her head. He released her mouth to slowly kiss his way down her neck. She tasted just as good as she smelled. This close, her scent was intoxicating, leaving him feeling drugged and craving more. His primal instinct rose, demanding he have her. When he reached the tendon at the top of her shoulder, he bit her gently, sucking on her skin, marking her as his. Hinata gasped at the sharp sensation.
          Releasing her hand, Kisame sat up and moved to straddle her hips, pinning her beneath him. She gazed up at him, unafraid. Placing a hand on either side of her head, he leaned down to kiss her. He kissed her lips, her chin, and made his way down the column of her throat. He began kissing down her chest, until he hit the barrier of her bathrobe. Sitting back up, he brought a hand over and began lightly stroking just under the neckline of the robe. He carefully watched Hinata's face for signs of resistance as he let his fingers stray further down, toward the tie holding the offending garment on her body.
          Hinata watched the desire play across Kisame's face as he touched her. It was obvious that he wanted her. But should she let him? Her common sense told her to stop him. Her achy body raged at her to give in to him. Her mind warred with her body until, at last, the louder voice won out. She wanted to. But what if she did something wrong? She had very little knowledge and no experience when it came to sex. Uncertain, she grabbed the hand that was currently tormenting her body and looked at him.
          "K-kisame-san?"
          "Yeah?" His voice sounded tight. He held his breath, waiting for her rejection.
          "Umm...I've n-never..." Color spread across her cheeks as she blushed. "I d-don't know...w-what to do." she said as she averted her gaze.
          Kisame brought his hand up and cupped her cheek. Turning her face back to him, he kissed her gently. Ghosting his lips around to her ear, he whispered against the skin of her neck. "I know. Just relax. All I want you to do is feel." Hinata turned her head toward his and let her lavender eyes roam his face. Making up her mind, she nodded. Kisame captured her lips once more, kissing her passionately.
          Just feel. That sounded easy enough. But Hinata wasn't sure how much more she could feel. Her body already felt heavy. Her skin was sensitive, and every time he touched her, a wave of heat spread through her body.
          Kisame pushed himself backwards, crawling down her body until he could nudge a knee between her thighs. She allowed him that, but when his other knee joined the first, forcing her to spread her legs to accommodate him, her body tensed. Her legs instinctively clamped around his hips. Sitting up, he reached down and began rubbing her calves. His rough hands made their way up to the backs of her knees as he felt her start to relax again. Trailing his calloused fingers across the sensitive flesh there, he heard Hinata giggle. He smirked. She was ticklish.
          Filing that fact away for later exploitation, he began massaging her bare thighs. Slowly, her legs began to lower as her body began to feel the effects of his efforts. He watched her face as he worked, enjoying the way her pale eyes began to glaze over and her lids to droop slightly as her desire began to take over again. When the tension had drained from her completely, Kisame released her legs and leaned forward to kiss her.
          Using one hand to support his weight, he found the tie of her robe with the other. Pulling it free, he ran his hand down the gap in the material, widening it and exposing her body to his fascinated gaze. She was beautiful. Her breasts were large for her frame. Her waist was small and her stomach flat. Her hips curved nicely into her toned legs. The dim light playing across her body gave it an ethereal glow. Her skin looked infinitely soft. Curious to see if it felt the same way, Kisame ran his palm across her stomach, curling his fingers around her side, just under her ribcage. He stroked her with his thumb, the tip barely grazing the underside of her breast.
          Hinata sucked in her breath at the feel of the cool air hitting her heated skin contrasting with Kisame's warm touch. She felt her nipples grow taunt. This attracted his attention, and he leaned down to capture her breast in his mouth. He barely grazed her skin with his sharp teeth while swirling his tongue around the peak. At the same time, the hand on her stomach wandered lower to the curve of her hip. He slowly began massaging her hipbone as he continued to tease her erect nipple.
          Hinata couldn't stop the moan that escaped at his combined assault. Her stomach tightened as a fresh wave of desire swept over her. She felt moisture gather between her legs. Instinctively, she arched up into him. He groaned as her body made contact with his manhood. Lust rose sharply. He bit down on her breast, making her gasp. He shifted his weight until she was nearly pinned beneath him and slid his hand from her hip around to cup her bottom, drawing her closer to him.
          Switching breasts, he let the air sooth his stinging bite. He ground into her, letting her feel his hard desire through the material of his pants. Hinata buried a hand in his hair, and wrapped the other around his neck. Her heart was racing now and her breath was becoming rapid. Every time he made contact with her body, waves of fire spread through her, making her blood sing. Her body started moving of its own accord, pressing up into him. Her head was getting hazy, and she wasn't sure how much more she could take before she exploded.
          "K-kisame, I c-can't...I want..." she trailed off, not sure how to tell him that her body needed some relief.
          Understanding, Kisame sat up and quickly removed his pants. Leaning forward again, he ran his hand down her stomach, followed closely by his mouth. When he reached her mound, he gently stroked her soft black curls before running a finger down her swollen cleft. Her body responded, growing wetter under his touch. Kisame's tongue wandered along her lower stomach while he slowly stroked her. Hinata bit her lip to keep from crying out. The pleasure was nearly unbearable. He let her juices coat his finger, then entered her body and lightly bit down on her hipbone.
          Hinata moaned loudly. She just knew she would die at any moment. As soon as he had pushed his way into her, her desire hit a brand new level. Then he started stroking her inner walls. She started panting, unable to take in enough air to keep up with the waves of feeling coursing through her. Her legs drew up and her hips started to grind against him. He added another finger, pushing deeper. Ecstasy swept over her. Kisame knew she was close to the edge. Increasing speed, he stroked her until she was bucking beneath him. Hinata screamed as she came. Her mind fragmented until all she knew was pure bliss.
          Removing his fingers, Kisame slowly kissed his way back up her trembling body as she came back down to reality. When he reached her mouth, he kissed her deeply. Drawing back he looked her in the eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked softly. Hinata nodded. "It's going to hurt at first, but only once. I promise." he warned her.
          Hinata held her breath and bit down on her lip as Kisame slowly entered her. When he reached her barrier, he thrust hard, pushing past it and burying himself deep. He kissed her, muffling her cry of pain. Tears leaked out of the corners of her closed eyes. Kisame held still, waiting for her pain to pass and her body to adjust to his presence inside her.
          Not moving was killing him. She was so tightly wrapped around him. His body screamed at him to take her again and again until he was completely spent. But he didn't want to hurt her by moving before she was ready. So he waited. After what seemed like an eternity, she opened her eyes. Pulling back slowly, he pushed into her again.
          Hinata moaned softly. It had hurt like hell when he had first entered her. But now she just felt good. The friction from his slow movements soothed the ache in her body. She relished the feeling he created as he took up a slow and gentle rhythm. But soon she was craving more. She needed him to be closer, deeper. She circled her arms around his neck, drawing him down to her. Hinata nuzzled his muscular neck, kissing him hungrily. At the same time, her legs wrapped around his thighs. Her hips came up to meet his as he thrust into her.
          Encouraged, Kisame picked up speed, burying himself into her as far as he could. The smell of their raw sex had his head in a haze of desire. Claiming her breast once again, he grinned against her skin when she cried out at his touch. He felt her walls tighten around him. He groaned as pleasure swept over him. A fine sheen of sweat broke out on his body as he fought himself for control.
          Deeper. Harder. More. Hinata met each one of his strokes with her willing body. Her muscles gripped him hard, creating more friction. Losing control, her consciousness melted until she was nothing more than the tide of ecstasy that consumed her. Spiraling high, she came, her hold on Kisame the only thing anchoring her to the world.
          Unable to withstand the force of her orgasm, Kisame grabbed her hips and thrust into her hard. He bit down on her shoulder as he came, releasing his seed deep within her. Breathing heavily, he buried his face in her neck, waiting for the tremors of his orgasm to pass. Hinata lay there, chest heaving rapidly. Her eyes were still closed.
          "Are you alright?" Kisame asked.
          "Yeah." she answered in a shaky voice. She opened her eyes and looked at him. Completely spent, he rolled off of her to keep from crushing her with his weight. With the absence of his heat, Hinata's sweaty body began cooling rapidly. She shivered as goose bumps rose on her skin. Seeking his warmth, she rolled into Kisame's side and rising up, laid her head on his chest.
          He wrapped an arm around her, and pulling the blankets up, covered them both. He stroked her bare back until she released a light sigh and closed her eyes. Exhausted and content, his own lids lowered. He inhaled deeply. Catching their mingled scents, a small smile played across his lips. She was his. As unconsciousness crept over him, the tang of her blood hit his hazy senses. He had been too rough. A frown made its way onto his face as sleep took him.
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