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ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ	By : Sessakag Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 44706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Eleven
Carnal Climax

December 27, 2008

Naruto stood outside the familiar wooden door, his heart pounding as hard as it had the night he had confessed his love to the beautiful Hyuuga. He swallowed hard and lifted his fist to the panel, knocking loudly.
“Just a minute!” he heard her call out from the other side.
He smoothed his hands over the shirt and trousers Ino had bought on his birthday and ran his hand over his hair.
‘Alright, calm down. First dinner, then ice skating, back to my house for hot chocolate and then I’ll give her the gift and she’ll love it.’
He hoped.
The door swung open and the object of his affection stood in the doorway, more beautiful than ever.
“Naruto-kun.” she greeted with a luminous smile, slipping a gray beanie atop her head.
Hinata was dressed in an orange, v-neck wool knitted long sleeve shirt and form fitting jeans. Furry, gray mid shin boots encased her feet, matching the furred coated hanging over her forearm. Her shinny blue-black hair was gathered in a single braid down her spine. She looked happy and excited, her pale cheeks flushed with pleasure.
The young genin leaned down and placed his lips over hers.
“Happy birthday. Ready to go?”
She nodded, slipping her arms through her coat.
He slid his arm over her slender shoulders as they left her apartment building.
“Hmmm, I finally wear something besides orange and then you wear orange instead. Ino would probably have a fit,” he chuckled, “since she got a load of my closet she’s been anti-orange anything. Sai says she won’t even eat oranges now.”
Hinata giggled.
“I thought you might wear those clothes today, so I figured I’d wear orange instead,” she cuddled into his side, arms wrapped around his waist, “It’d feel weird to be out with you and nothing’s bright orange. One of us has to uphold the status quo.”
He grinned at that.
“I guess you’re right, one us has gotta be thinking about stuff like that.”
She giggled.
The sun was just beginning to set on the snowy wonderland the Hidden Leaf had become. Stark white piles of snow lined the ground and rooftops, snowmen, some crafted with spiky hair and whisker marks dotted the village in various locations from storefronts to parks. Several restaurants had placed signs and chalkboard stands outside their doors, advertising various hot drinks and soups in an effort to entice the chilled customers that wandered by, huddled inside their coats. Dazzling winter lights and decorations adorned row after row of homes, apartments and public establishments, enhancing the festive atmosphere of the village.
“So…you want to tell me what’s bothering you, Naruto-kun?” she asked after a pause of silence.
“Can’t get anything by you anymore, huh?” he sighed.
Her arms tightened.
“I love you,” she said simply, “I don’t like to see you worried. You can tell me anything.”
“Love you too,” he replied, pulling her closer, “It’s nothing really. I’m just…being dumb as usual. I’ve never…went shopping for a birthday gift for a girlfriend before and Ino wasn’t there to help me at the time so I don’t know if I…did something I shouldn’t have.”
The muscles of stomach clenched when she poked his side, lips pursed.
“You’re not dumb.” she refuted.
He smiled at her slight show of irritation. His normally sweet tempered girlfriend had taken to vocally rejecting the notion that he was lacking in intelligence, becoming more insistent and emphatic each time she defended his IQ. Not only did she frown upon him for putting himself down, she had even, albeit gently, taken to task his friends when they maligned his decision making and thought processes.
The bashful Uzumaki thought it was one of the cutest things she did and it made him feel like he wasn’t the dumbest ninja to hold a kunai.
“And you don’t need any help. I want to be with you, not what anyone else thinks you should be,” she told him, “I don’t want to change who you are, I only want to love who you are.”
She moved from his side as they approached the dining establishment he had made reservations at, her hand wrapped around his, tugging the quietly emotional genin along.
Smiling as she destroyed him with her words.
“I love your bright orange clothes, I love your unique way of thinking and I’ll love any present you chose because I’ll know it came from your heart. You never have to worry about being yourself with me. So don’t worry about anything today. Let’s just have fun.”
Cerulean orbs gentled, bandage covered fingers curling tightly around hers as she led him into the warm interior of the building.
The place Naruto had chosen was probably one of the most expensive, upscale places he had ever ventured into. The popular dinning establishment boasted fine china, solicitous waiters and waitresses, and intimate couple booths, one of which the ninja pair was shown to.
The plush semicircle was tucked away in a dimly lit cubby, separated from the general public.
Dinner was a quiet affair full of light banter, tender words and laughter. The happy twosome took turns feeding each other bits of their meal, then shared a strawberry, fudge topped Sunday.
Now relaxed, the young blonde seemed back to his normal excitable, confident self, teasing and joking around as they moved to the frozen lake located in the heart of Konoha Central Park. A small shack housing ice skates of various sizes had been constructed beside the lake for the duration of the winter season. While Hinata removed her boots, Naruto approached the elderly attendant of the temporary structure and secured skates for them both.
Minutes later, the nervous blonde wobbled onto the frozen water, gripping his giggling girlfriend’s hand.
“Relax Naruto-kun,” she laughed, “Find your balance.”
Naruto held onto her hand for dear life, feeling like he was seconds away from face planting into the hard surface.
‘Don’t fall! Don’t embarrass yourself!’ he barked at himself internally.
Easier said than done.
His legs shook as Hinata led him further onto the ice. Naruto moved slowly, carefully with her assistance, thanking the universe that only a few people were present to watch him clown on skates. It had looked so fun, so easy when he’d passed by a week ago, now he wished he hadn’t seen the twirling, whirling, laughing people. It would have saved him some embarrassment.
“See, you’re doing good Naruto-kun.” Hinata complimented once they began to move around the rink.
The clumsy novice ice skater wouldn’t call the snails pace they were currently exhibiting “good”.
“Ah…y-yeah…” he said with a uncomfortable smile.
Gradually, their speed increased. Naruto was just beginning to relax and enjoy the glide when Hinata spoke up.
“Here comes the first turn!” she exclaimed with excitement, “Get ready.”
Bright blue eyes widened at the steep left curve up ahead. The only thing he could see was the sharp turn buffered by a thick snowy embankment.
“W-W-What do I do, ‘ttebayo?!”
He didn’t know how to turn! He barely knew how to go straight!
“N-Naruto-kun,” she giggled, trying to speak through her mirth, “Just t-turn you feet.”
“W-W-Wha-How do I do that without falling?! H-H-Hinata!”
His arms windmilled in an attempt to stay upright. Feeling his center of gravity shift, the panicked skater gripped the closest thing to mitigate his fall. His chortling significant other. The two hit the edge of the ice rink and went careening into the pile of snow.
“That hurt, ‘ttebayo…” the genin mumbled, sitting up and dusting snow from his hair, “Ah! Hinata! Are you okay?!”
Turning, he searched for the lost Hyuuga, digging frantically into the snow bank. He found her towards the bottom of the frozen water vapor. Pulling her out, he dusted the snow from her face and clothes.
“Sorry about that, I-”
A snort left her lips.
Naruto watched, slightly stunned as she dissolved into pearls of laughter.
Of course she giggled and even laughed outright sometimes, but never to this extent. This was no modest Hyuuga expression of amusement, this was out right from the gut hilarity, something he would do. Her body was bent double as she howled with laughter.
The sound was amazing.
Melodic, unfiltered and uninhibited.
He sat there, for long moments, staring at her shaking form, mouth slightly agape, hair full of snow.
She looked up panting, gasping for air, tears of mirth at the rim of her luminous eyes.
Taking one look at his shocked, snow crusted face and hair, she burst into another round of laughter, collapsing into his arms as she again, howled her amusement. Slowly his lips curled, and he too joined in.
His arm curled around her body, forehead pressed to hers as they shared merriment.
With the sun replaced by the moon and stars twinkling in the inky blackness of the night sky, the two walked hand and hand back to his apartment for hot cocoa. They reached his apartment, removed their coats and turned on the heater.
“This has been the best birthday I’ve ever had.” Hinata murmured softly.
The pale beauty was curled against his side on the couch, a mug of heated chocolate topped with melting marsh mellows, warming her cold hands. She sipped delicately while Naruto slurped his with gusto, setting the empty cup down with a satisfied sigh moments later.
“I’m glad you had a good time, dattebayo.”
“It was the most fun I’ve ever had,” she admitted, “I don’t think I’ve ever laughed like that before.”
Naruto grinned.
“First time I’ve ever heard you laugh that hard.”
She giggled.
“So uh…I still need to give you…your gift.”
He was nervous again, his earlier anxiety returning in a flash. The box in his pocket was burning a hole through his trousers. He ran a hand over his hair, his lips forming a pout.
“What’s with that face, Naruto-kun?”
“You’re really sneaky.”
“P-p-pardon me?” she squeaked, blinking in confused surprise, setting her cup down.
He pursed his lips, looking down at her.
“You are,” he insisted, “You’ve been in love with me for years and everybody knew it but me. You comforted me through Ero-Sennin’s death because you knew I wasn’t dealing with it the way I was pretending I was. You protected me from Pain and I thought you did it for one reason when you were doing it for another.”
Her cheeks warmed as he spoke.
“You had that necklace made for me and even then you were telling me without tell me that you were in love with me.”
“Naruto-kun, what-”
“You’re sneaky,” he declared again, pouting at her, “The guy at the jewelry store told me what rose quartz means.”
Confusion cleared from her eyes.
Her index fingers bumped, her face radiating heat.
“I’m sorry, Naruto-kun,” she smiled sheepishly, “I guess I was kind of sneaky.”
“Well I wanted to be sneaky too.” said the petulant genin, fishing into his pocket.
He held the box out with nervous hands, bright blue depths sharp and determined. He looked more like he was meeting the executioner than presenting a gift to his girlfriend. Hinata blinked, still not sure what was going on with her eccentric boyfriend, but reached out to accept the poorly wrapped box.
She peeled back the pink paper and lifted the lid.
Brilliant blue glittered under the florescent light of the living room. The sapphire gem, attached to a dark band, was carved in the shape of half a heart, inside the sparkling crystal was part of the Hyuuga crest, looking awfully like the recovered green shards of the necklace Naruto had shattered during his fight with Pain.
She looked over at her boyfriend, ready to ask what was going on, only to see him holding up the necklace she had given him. He placed it back around his neck, his cheeks heating.
The rose quartz had been reshaped into the other half of the heart inside the box, the Uzumaki crest halved like her own.
“I was worried you’d be upset that I broke the gem to make your gift but I wanted you to have a piece of my heart too,” he explained, “I want you to hold it close to you when I’m not around like I do when you’re not there.”
Her eyes widened as he spoke, her lips parting in surprise.
“It’s probably a stupid idea,” he mumbled, scratching a whisker marked cheek, “but at the time I…I don’t know much about gems and stuff but I asked the guy and he said that sapphire was often seen as-”
“A pledge of love…” she finished softly.
He nodded.
Taking the necklace from the box, he unsnapped the clasp and placed it around her neck.
“I wanted a way to say that I love you too.” he admitted with a grin.
His grin dimmed as her lips trembled and her eyes watered.
“Hinata?”
The clueless boyfriend began to panic when big fat tears rolled down her face.
“Shit, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” he bemoaned, “I knew it was a stupid idea. I’m sorry I broke the ge-”
Her lips against his was a shock to the young blonde. Even more shocking was her tongue in his mouth, her body pressed against his.
A beat passed before he returned the kiss, hands settling at her hips. He went down beneath her weight, settling back against the couch pillows and armrest. She explored his mouth with gentle sweeps of her tongue, her tears dampening his cheeks. He was panting softly when she pulled back, his cheeks a dull crimson.
Tender fingers caressed his cheeks, tracing the three slightly indented marks. Her fingertips moved over his hard jaw, and down to his wet lips. There was a muted intensity in her lilac eyes he had never seen before.
“Hinata?”
“I love you, Naruto-kun,” she whispered, “with all my heart and soul, I love you.”
She dove for his lips again, her silent, gentle intensity stunning his overworked brain. He knew she was incredibly happy with him, but it felt like more than that was going on.
He’d barely gotten a taste before she pulled away again.
He felt a bit dazed at her behavior, and was slow to register her standing. Her hand wrapped around his, she tugged him up to his feet. With wide eyes, he followed as she pulled him down the hall to his bedroom.
Naruto swallowed, his heart pounding hard against his rib cage. His palms felt sweaty, his head floaty as he watched the dark haired beauty seated across from him.
Hinata rested on her knees in the middle of his bed, having placed him on the right.
His blue eyes watched with stunned arousal as she reached for the hem of her shirt and peeled it away. Creamy, pale mounds cradled in a silky pink bra greeted his eager gaze.
He swallowed again, his mouth watering.
His hands moved, reaching hesitantly towards the large globes. Her hands moved again, meeting in the center of the silken cloth covering her nipples. He looked up at her, confused. Her eyes was fixated on the garment.
He realized a second later he’d misinterpreted her movements as her hands jerked, unhooking a front clasp holding the bra together.
His heart slammed against his chest as she pulled the bra apart, revealing distended pink nipples. She moved again, reaching for his hands that still hung in mid air. Like that night, so long ago, she took his hands and pressed them to her breasts, cupping his hands around their softness, squeezing his hands in encouragement.
Her arms slinking around his neck, she pressed into his grip, her lips a whisper apart from his.
“Touch me…Naruto-kun…”
Lust slammed into him, blood rushing painfully to his cock, leaving him dizzy and wanting. He smashed their lips together, his hands tightened, squeezing her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over the hard peaks. A shiver skated up his spine when she gasped against his mouth.
His hands moved over her rib cage, smoothed over her slim waist and back up to her bouncy titties.
Soft.
Her body was so soft.
Eager hands explored the pliant flesh, gently pinching the hardened buds. Her heated moan of pleasure stoking his ardor.
Desperate to feel more, he molded his mouth harder to hers, pressing her back until she rested against his pillows. He settled between her thighs, thrusting his throbbing length against her core. The amorous blonde tongued her mouth, panting harshly against her open mouth.
He was more turned on than he could ever remembering being in his entire life.
Calloused hands ran over her skin, squeezing, exploring, his touch impatient and a little rough.
“Naruto-kun.” she sighed as he pressed a wet kiss to her mouth.
Desire tightened his gut and he ran his hands over her obliques, moving down to her jean encased hips.
Almost frantic, his hands reached for the clasp of her pants, pulling, tugging to divest her of the clinging material. He ran his lips down the delicate curve of her neck, over her breasts and stomach as he pushed her jeans down, taking her panties with them. The slide of his rough hands over her cushiony flesh was delicious.
Soft.
Everywhere he touched was soft.
Harsh gusts of air sawed in and out of his lungs as his gaze moved over naked pale flesh and gentle curves. His rapt gaze moved to her tightly clenched thighs, tanned hands smoothing over ivory skin.
“Hinata…can I touch you…there?”
Her legs opened slightly, enticing him to touch the glistening flesh peeking at him. His trembling fingers lightly traced the moist seam of her bare flesh, slowly pressing apart the soft lips. The scent of arousal slammed into him, the heady female pheromones an irresistible sirens call to his male instincts.
His fingers parted the puffy flesh, revealing glistening pink skin, her delicate womanhood spreading like a flower. His Adam’s apple bobbed when his rapt gaze moved over the small entrance to her body.
“N-Naruto-kun, don’t stare…its embarrassing.”
“Sorry.” he murmured absently.
His mouth watered, and he moved closer, widening her legs with the width of his shoulders, pressing an open mouthed kissed to the tender flesh. Hesitant, uncertain laps of his tongue drew a quick response from his dark haired lover. She shifted, soft calves sliding along his shoulders.
“Ahhh…ohhhh….Naruto-kunnnn.” she moaned, fingers tunneling through his hair.
He inhaled.
She smelled so good.
His tongue slipped clumsily, but eagerly over her sensitive clit, forcing air from her lungs. He sucked at the hooded cleft, drinking in her moans of approval. He settled into the motion of cunnilingus, gaining confidence with each pass of tongue, focusing his attention on the engorged bundle of nerves that made her legs tremble. Her hips undulated, soft mewls leaving her throat as he pleasured her. Trembling pale thighs cradled his head, tightening gradually as her voice rose in octave.
Her fingers curled, pulling his short locks.
It wasn’t hard for the blonde genin to figure out his girlfriend was on the brink of climax.
His own breathing grew labored at the thought, his body aching as he flicked his tongue fast over her throbbing button, determined to push her over the edge. To make a girl cum for the first time in his life.
The squirming virgin arched suddenly, her grip twisting his hair painful, his name leaving her lips in a shriek of ecstasy. He pressed his mouth to her core, tongue shoved against the tight opening as she wept orgasm over his wet appendage. Panting, he jerked his shirt off with impatient hands, tossing the cloth over his shoulder.
Sweaty fingers fumbled with the binding of his pants. He was trembling when he got them open. He had to get inside her. He had to-
Horror crashed over him. Blue eyes stretched wide as he froze.
“N-Naruto-kun,” she panted softly, watching him with lust glazed eyes, “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t have a condom.” he replied numbly, appalled he was so grossly unprepared for this.
For weeks he’d dreamed of nothing but this moment. Had fantasized daily about the day he made love to his girlfriend. How the hell could he have forgotten to buy protection?!
He swallowed sickly.
Hinata didn’t think he was dumb, but he was going to have to disagree with her assessment. Right now he felt like the biggest dumbass to ever see the light of day. Brainless in a way that was absolutely stunning.
Her words, softly murmured in the tense silence offered salvation. While he was convinced he was too stupid to be borne sometimes, he had forgotten where he lacked, his other half filled the gap, a fact emphasized as he processed the almost whispered confession.
“I’m on birth control.”
Her words hit him like a sledge hammer.
God she was perfect.
The perfect match to his absent minded bumbling.
Need crashed through him. He captured her lips in a sloppy kiss, shoving his tongue down her throat while his trembling hands pushed at his pants, kicking them off along with his boxers. His dick was hurting so bad, the need to mate driving him crazy. He gripped his cock, rubbing the pulsating head against her slippery clit, coating himself in the hot wetness seeping from her core.
His lungs heaved, his head swam and his muscles trembled.
He guided himself to the tight hole calling to him. A shudder raced from head to toe, stunned that he was already on the cusp of orgasm as her snug flesh parted then closed over him.
‘Oh shit…’
His jaw ached as his teeth clenched. Inch by inch, he impaled her, the drag of his heated rod against virginal flesh indescribable. Hinata whimpered when he sank deeper into her body, her small hands gripping the hard muscles of his biceps. He closed his eyes, swallowing over and over, trembling as he fought climax. It was a losing battle.
“Hinata...” he panted, “I’m…sorry.”
His mouth smashed against hers, fingers gripping her thigh as he gave in to the aching lust tightening his balls. Pulling back a fraction, he shoved forward into her resisting flesh, parting her untried muscles with a desperate moan.
Ecstasy.
Soul shattering rapture.
Mind numbing bliss burst through every nerve ending.
Her cry of pain was distant to his ears, and he was only dimly aware of the pinch of her nails in his flesh. He thrust again, hovering on the pinnacle of a destructive orgasm. Blonde brows crinkled as he tried desperately to hold back the impending explosion, to calm himself down. Sweat beaded his skin as he fought the call of madness. The delicate flex of her wet walls sent him careening over the edge.
He howled in ecstasy, muscles straining, release blasting through him.
Shaking, groaning deep in his throat, he coated her insides with hot semen, the sensation curling his toes. Bright flashes of light blinded him, reality spun away. Claws of bliss raked his spine. He pressed his groin tight to hers, chasing, drawing out the incredible feeling.
He could hardly breathe, couldn’t think, trapped in the monstrous waves of orgasm as he came harder than he had ever cum in his entire life.
Shaky arms wrapped around her damp body, pulling her to his heaving chest.
He spent long moments panting, holding on to the soft body beneath him after his quivering climax, his muscles twitching, his mind empty of everything but the snug wet flesh he was embedded inside, the combined saturation of her body’s moisture and his heated seed inside her tight pussy turning him on again. He squeezed his closed eyes tighter while his senses burst into overdrive.
He could feel her, everywhere.
The softness of her thighs gripping his hips, her big, damp titties pressed against his chest, her nipples hard against his pectorals. Her blunted nails were embedded in the sweaty flesh of back, the scent of her body and the new smell of sex in his nostrils. Her soft puffs of air tickling his ear, the taste of her honeyed core still in his mouth, was all too much. He felt himself swelling again, expanding and lengthening, the moist walls of her body resisting the expansion, strangling his throbbing length.
Lust exploded through his brain, arousal, tight and painful gripping his gut. His hips began to move, hard, fast and uncontrolled. He pressed his lips desperately to hers, a groan wrenching from his throat as his groin pounded hers, the wet sucking of her clinging womanhood and the loud smack of flesh meeting flesh driving him into a frenzy. The clutch of her body ripped away his control, his body once more climbing to the pinnacle, release just on the horizon, leaving him breathless and lightheaded.
He ripped his mouth from hers, rough hands reaching under to grip her soft buttocks, pressing her harder against him, determined she feel each of his frenzied thrusts, his mind desperate to get closer to her, to become one with her, to merge their flesh, their very souls if he could.
Her cries of pleasure, the squeak and creak of the bed pounding in his eardrums as he pumped his hips lit a fire in his gut.
His muscles tensed, locking as he crested again to that amazing peak, tumbling over in heedless desperation for absolution. Climax ripped through him. Painful in its intensity, excruciatingly good in way that short circuited his overtaxed mind.
He panted harshly, unable to pull enough air into his lungs fast enough as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over him. He groaned, reveling in the sensation of his body expelling crippling desire from his aching balls. His lips moved roughly against her skin, sucking and kissing up and down her neck, and throat while his body shuddered, his buttocks flexing, drawing out the sensation of his dick buried in moist, tight heat. Soft hands smoothed down his back and hair, cradling him in a gentle embrace.
It wasn’t enough.
More.
He needed more.
More of this.
More of her.
His hands move under her thighs, quivering urgency rendering him incapable of gentleness as he lifted and hooked her trembling legs into the hollows of his elbows before gaining his knees. His fingers wrapped around and entwined her own, anchoring them both to the bed.
Her gasped “Naruto-kun” tightened his gut and stiffened his cock.
Painfully hard, consumed with lust, he slammed into her again and again with everything he had, desperate to ease the awful ache in his loins. His tongue swept her mouth, swallowing her gasps. Heat lashed his spine. Muscles straining as the wet friction at his groin ripped away any semblance of control.
His mind honed and solely focused on mating, in and out, the slight resistance he met when parting her moist flesh as he pushed his hips forward, the spine tingling sensation of her flesh clutching at his own as he withdrew, unwilling to relinquish his heated length driving him closer and closer to insanity. His forehead dropped to hers, eyes screwed shut, lips barely touching her own.
“H-Hinata….” he gasped, “So fucking good….”
She leaned up, touching her tongue to his lips, lightly, hesitantly.
The world spun away from him, climax bowling over him faster, harder than he had ever imagined possible. A shout of release left his throat, his blue eyes rolling into the back of his skull as he melded his flesh with hers, lunging against her body in mindless ecstasy.
Reality crumbled, time stopped as he was blown away, convinced he’d died and been launched into paradise.
Long moments passed before his senses returned.
His muscles slowly unlocked, sanity creeping froward once more.
He collapsed atop her, face nestled against her heaving bosom. His body twitched, cum draining sluggishly from his sensitive cock, coating her insides with his essence. Sweet, merciful relief swept over him, the terrible tension easing from his balls. Euphoria flooded every nerve ending, every inch of his exhausted body.
He had never felt so tired, physically and mentally in his entire life.
He felt as weak as a new born pup, unable to move even if he wanted to. Boneless and beyond sated. Soul deep contentment filled him. Gentle hands moved over his sweaty back, up his neck and into his damp locks. Consciousness slipped away as she ran her fingers through his hair.
“Sex…” he panted, “sex is amazing…da…dattebayo…”
Darkness closed over him as soft lips pressed against his sweaty forehead.
xxxxxx
December 28, 2008

Sunlight beamed over the snoring Uzumaki. His lax form lay sprawled across the expanse of the mattress, blankets shoved to the floor, nude buttocks exposed to the warm rays of the sun.
Insistent growling and an uncomfortable churning in his gut roused him from sleep.
Naruto awoke to a pillow full of drool and the tantalizing scent of something fried and delicious wafting from his kitchen. He stretched, feeling relaxed and mellow, his muscles loose.
He felt really good, contentment thrumming through his body.
Lazily, he turned over, mildly surprised to see he wasn’t wearing any boxers. While he couldn’t say he never slept in his birthday suit, those concurrences didn’t happen often or without sake and he was almost certain he hadn’t been drinking yesterday.
He sat up with a yawn, scratching his mussed hair while sifting through memories.
Naked, hungry and disoriented, the blonde genin blinked sleepily, waiting for his brain to kick in and connect the scattered pieces.
Heated scenes of passionate love making flashed through his mind.
Hinata.
Naked and moaning beneath him.
Agonizing pleasure.
Clawing hands and the frantic meeting of lips.
Incredible snug, wet flesh gripping his own.
Last night…
His eyes widened, face burning even as desire clenched his gut.
Last night, he and Hinata had…
Last night had rocked his world. Had left him shaken and dazed. Never in his dirtiest, vividest dreams or fantasies could he have imagined how good sex was. It was better than he had hoped, better than ramen even, something he’d never thought he would say about anything, and yet it was true.
It was an experience that was more intense, more…everything!
The taste, the scent, the sensation.
Damn…
He finally understood why Ero-Sennin and Kakashi-sensei was so obsessed with the act. It felt absolutely amazing.
Incomparable to anything he had ever done.
As he relived the events of last night, his mind wandered to his significant other, his elation dimming. Hinata had been a virgin last night too, and while everything had felt good to him, it wasn’t necessarily the case for her.
His fingers tunneled through his hair as dread crept over him.
He remembered enough to know he had been incredibly rough with her. Hadn’t been gentle the way he had planned. Control an impossibility the moment he connected their bodies. He shuddered even now, thinking about the amazing sensation of sheathing his aching sex in the tight clutch of her body.
Goosebumps pebbled his skin.
Sai hadn’t exaggerated.
He’d give up every dirty magazine he had for five minutes of that.
His enjoyment wasn’t the question, however.
Had she enjoyed it?
Even a little?
Or had his fumbling hands and clumsy thrusts only given her pain?
Worry settled over him like a wet blanket. He remembered her moaning. He glanced at the red scratches on his arms and shoulders. He wasn’t sure if that had been done with pleasure or pain.
The only time he could pinpoint with certainty that she had enjoyed last night was when he had touched and tasted her.
After that, he didn’t know what copulation had felt like for her.
Had he made her feel as good as she had made him feel?
Had he made her cum?
Shame flooded his cheeks.
If he had to question whether she had or not, that meant she hadn’t right?
Embarrassed, he moved from the bed, picking the bedspread and sheet up from the hardwood floor and placing them on the bed.
‘It couldn’t have been terrible.’ he reasoned in the shower, moments later.
She was still here, making him breakfast from the smell of things. If she hated what he had done, hated him for being too rough, she wouldn’t have stuck around right?
He scrubbed his hair vigorously.
He imagined any girl dissatisfied would leave at the first opportunity but his significant other was a little more…complicated.
Would she even admit it if he asked her if he had hurt her last night?
He frowned, rinsing suds from his body and hair.
Probably not.
Unable to stall any longer, he left the bathroom, dried himself off and pulled on sweats and a t-shirt. He paused at his bedroom door, hand gripping the knob. He took a stabling breath and yanked the door open.
Hinata was just putting food on their plates when he shuffled into the kitchen. Her long dark hair was braided down her back. The orange Uzumaki crest of one of his t-shirts peeked out beneath the swinging plait. The sight of her, in his kitchen, happily making breakfast while wearing his shirt was one that filled his heart with warmth, and his gut with lust.
He shook his head, dislodging the thought.
He swallowed.
“Good morning…Hinata.” he greeted hesitantly, bracing himself for anger, or worse, tears.
She turned slightly, her smile soft yet blinding. A flush stained her cheeks.
“G-Good morning, Naruto-kun…I…made us breakfast.”
He brushed the back of his hair, the gesture nervous.
“Y-yeah, smells good.”
He took a seat at the table, his eyes moving over her busy form. The dark gray T-shirt stopped mid thigh, leaving her toned legs bare, the short sleeves doing the same to the smooth expanse of her arms. She turned, plates in hand, and his blue orbs widened at the sight of bright red hickeys littering her neck and throat, disappearing into the crew cut shirt.
His fist clenched with shame.
The proof of his rough handling tough for him to swallow. He was barely aware of her setting their plates down and taking a seat across from him.
“Naruto-kun? What’s the matter?”
“I’m sorry about…last night I…” he trailed off, mortified and ashamed, “I shouldn’t have…”
Silence filled the kitchen, tension heavy.
“Sorry?” she echoed softly, “Did you…hate it then? I’m sorry…I’ve…never done it before…I probably…wasn’t very good at it…”
“Are you kidding me?” he exclaimed, “I didn’t hate it at all! It felt…incredible. You were amazing Hinata, I just…was worried I might have hurt you last night. I’m not sorry it happened at all. I just can’t stand the thought of hurting you…”
Her cheeks flushed, pearlescent gaze shifting away.
“It hurt but…”
Wide blue eyes watched as her finger bumped each other.
“After a while…it felt…really good…” she admitted softly.
The stunned genin swallowed at the whispered admission. She looked painfully embarrassed, unable to meet his gaze. His own cheeks were stained red and he was tempted to let it go but he wanted to know.
“Did you…did you have a…”
He couldn’t fix his mouth to say orgasm, but from the deepening of her flush, he could tell she knew what he was asking.
She twisted her fingers together, her embarrassment skyrocketing.
He was hard pressed not to drown in disappointment when she shook her head no.
“B-but I was close,” she rushed to assure him, “and it was…nice…being with you…”
Those words were hardly flattering to his ego, but he had already suspected that while he had been having the most amazing night of his life, the experience had left his girlfriend wanting.
Next time would be different.
He would make sure of that.
xxxxxx
So I was kind of in two minds about how to depict their first time and honestly, the whole gentle, scared to touch each other, virginal exploration thing has been done over and over again and I’m kind of tired of reading it and was not interested in writing it, so I went for the hot passion, fumbling, bumbling approach, lol. We’ll slow it down next time…maybe, if Naruto can get a hold of himself. If you’re not into explicit descriptions of sex, I dunno what to tell ya, I love writing smut so ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Anyway, I see some of y’all went to check out my other fanfic, “Secrets of the Hidden Leaf” and quite a few people are enjoying it. I’ll probably work on the next chapter for that this week, but I’m like dying to get to the darkness in this story so don’t quote me on that.
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