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The Price of Success	By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 11494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shino barely touched Neji, but of course, Sakura was sensitive to her ‘husband’s’ slightest movement. She had barely opened her eyes when Shino patted her lightly on the head, “apologies, Sakura. Please get some rest.” She closed her eyes again, determined to stay awake. Damn that Shino and his kindness. How was she supposed to stay mad at him when he was so damned nice to her? But she couldn’t think about Shino right now. The swirl of mixed emotions she felt for the insect user was beyond the scope of her current mission and a most unwelcome distraction. So, she pushed the entire situation out of her mind and focused on her target, Neji Hyuga.
She waited until she heard the even, slow breathing of slumber coming from Shino’s bedroll and stood silently, stretching her muscles lightly in the pale moonlight and feeling two pale eyes watching her. She knew her movements were graceful, and she definitely wanted to give the man some time to think about the body he’d just been curled up next to. She walked softly over to the log where Neji was seated, “Mind if I join you? I can’t sleep.”
“Suit yourself.” Neji replied in the calm, cool voice he was known for. But he stiffened noticeably when Sakura sat next to him. “Aaand that’s why.” Sakura sighed thoughtfully, “Neji, we need to talk. I’m worried about this mission.”
Startled that any of his team had concerns about their abilities, Neji was quite attentive. “What’s troubling you Sakura? Tsunade has every confidence in your abilities. You have no need to be worried.”
Sakura scratched her head and thought of Kakashi kissing Kiba to make herself blush, “Ummm… oh I know I’m well prepared… The problem is… ah… well…” she fidgeted with her feet as she searched for the right words.
Neji hadn’t led many missions yet, which was partly why Anko was here. She was to evaluate his leadership abilities and he’d be damned if he’d have a teammate with confidence issues bringing him down in the ranks. “Sakura, just tell me plainly what the problem is. I’m sure it’s nothing I can’t handle.” He tried to be reassuring and Sakura played right into his hand.
“Well, it’s just… This is a bit awkward… But… well… you and I are supposed to be married, right?”
“Yes. It is a key part of the plan.” Neji agreed.
“But every time I’m near you or next to you, you go completely stiff. No one is going to believe we have been physically intimate. I’m just… at a bit of a loss for how to fix this problem. What do you think?” She looked up at him expectantly.
Neji looked at his very beautiful friend who he was trying desperately not to have impure thoughts about. But here she was, sleeping next to him and smelling delightful, sitting next to him in nothing but a spring nightgown, and looking at him so sweetly. He took the bait. “well, perhaps I should… we should… I mean it might be good practice if… ah… we … kissed or something.”
Sakura struggled inwardly while holding her expression. My God! If he had a broomstick any farther up his ass you could sweep the floor with him! She feigned mild surprise. “Neji! That’s a good idea. I’m sure if we just spent some time practicing kissing and touching, we’ll look much more natural together.” She batted her eyes lightly as she looked into the young man’s face.
Dear God, this woman had no idea what she did to a man. Her pink hair shone softly in the moonlight and the thin fabric of her nightgown was suddenly insufficient to his way of thinking. And… he noticed she was not wearing panties. He breathed deeply. He must control his body. Still, he knew Sakura was right. People would have to believe they were a couple. There really was no other way. “Sakura…I do understand about… the recent unpleasantness. If anything is … uncomfortable… please, just tell me.”
Sakura forced herself to think of dead kittens to bring a tear to her eye. “Thank you Neji. You really are a good friend.” She really felt she should get an award of some kind with these acting skills.
Neji reached up and wiped the tear from Sakura’s lovely face. “May I kiss you?” He asked, ever the man of honor and manners.
“Yes, Neji.” Sakura leaned towards him slightly and licked her upper lip.
Neji leaned in and kissed her lightly on the mouth. She sighed deeply as his uncertain lips communicated wordlessly with hers. Sakura placed her hands lightly on Neji’s shoulders as he wrapped his arms around her and deepened their kiss, his tongue testing her mouth. She opened to him slowly, sighing softly and then allowing her own tongue to roam a bit.
As they broke the kiss to breathe, Neji’s strong arms held her tight and Sakura leaned the side of her face into his chest, her own arms wrapped around his back. She suddenly wondered to herself, wow, Neji is a great kisser. Who is seducing who again?
They held each other for several minutes, not speaking or moving other than their breaths. Sakura could hear Neji’s strong and slightly elevated heartbeat in his chest and she knew Neji could see her chakra flow clearly. Their arousal was palpable even though they were virtually still.
Sakura angled her head up and began planting small kisses on Neji’s neck and chin. She whispered, “Neji.”
Neji kissed her on the mouth again. A thorough, deep kiss, passionate and full of promises. “Sakura. I know this is just a mission. I know when we go home, everything will change. But tonight, just this one night, be mine Sakura. Pretend that there is only you and me and no one else in this world.”
Sakura’s heart raced at the normally reserved ninja’s poetic words. “Yes, Neji. Tonight, I am yours and there is no one else in this world.” She returned his kiss with her own passionate gesture.
Neji swung his arm under her knees and stood carrying her in one swift, graceful movement. He carried her silently a short distance through the trees. “Just be still a moment.” He asked as he set her down in the grass ever so gently. He took off his shirt and laid in gently behind her as he lowered her to the ground. “Are you alright?” he asked, his eyes intent on her very essence.
“Never better,” Sakura replied as her hands worked on the buttons of his fly.
Neji reached under her nightgown, caressing her thighs, stomach and breasts as she freed him from his pants. “Are you sure?” He asked pointedly, knowing he’d be unable to stop if they passed this particular line.
“Yes, I am.” Sakura responded, pulling the now naked man on top of her and kissing him hard and long.
Neji’s hand found it’s way to the mound between Sakura’s legs and found her dripping wet and ready. He moaned softly, “Oh, Sakura… You are so beautiful.” She opened her legs for him as his handed guided his hard cock to its destination. She gasped slightly as he entered her, “Oh Neji, you are so good.”
Neither of them spoke after that. Their bodies engaged in passionate intercourse, soft moans and the language of touch being their sole form of communication. Their hips thrust together in a building rhythm. As Sakura climaxed, arching her back clenching her inner walls and screaming silently, Neji was thrown over the edge of his own orgasm, warm fluid leaving his body and entering hers.
Neji lay next to her in the grass, naked and panting. “Sakura. Kiba is correct. You are a goddess.”
Without warning, the emotions of the past few days suddenly caught up with Sakura. She buried he face in Neji’s shoulder covered with his long dark hair and wept. “Neji, please. Hold me.” She cried deep, bitter tears.
Neji held her as he was now utterly confused and uncertain. “Are… Are you hurt? Sakura, what’s wrong?” he was somewhat alarmed by her weeping and definitely afraid it would wake the others.
Sakura gradually regained some semblance of control, though tears were still running freely down her face and into Neji’s hair. “No… I’m sorry… I … just… I’m a woman, you know?”
Neji was still concerned, but now also slightly irritated. “Yes, Sakura, I am very keenly aware that you are definitely a woman. Please, have I hurt you somehow?” His voice ended with deep caring.
Sakura laughed slightly all the while continuing to cry. “Oh Neji, I’m not hurt. It’s just that you are an incredible lover and my emotions are completely overwhelmed by you.”
Neji had not thought it possible to be more confused, but he definitely was. He doubted that he would ever understand women. Still, he held the beautiful crying kunoichi close and dared to ask, “So… you are weeping and crying because I’m a good lover?”
Sakura sniffled, her tears finally easing up, “Well, ‘good’ is definitely an understatement. But pretty much, yes. You were so fantastic that I needed to cry.”
Neji wiped her tears away with his hair and shook his head, “I fear I will never understand women.” Then he rummaged around a bit, finding his pants. “Let’s put ourselves together and get back, shall we? It’s still an hour until dawn. You should try to sleep.”
Sakura nodded, handing him his shirt. “Of course.”
“And Sakura…” “Yes, Neji?” “For the love of God, wear some underwear at night.” He exclaimed with some exasperation.
Sakura smiled at him, “Yes, husband.” And she giggled in spite of herself.
Neji returned to his watch post and Sakura laid down in their bedroll. Between the orgasm and the crying, she fell asleep easily. Mission accomplished. But she really did not know where those tears had come from. She’d think about that tomorrow. Fuck. Kiba would know and give Neji all kinds of grief. Oh well, Neji would deal with it.
She hoped.
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