To Hell and Back | By : Aleya Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 3321 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“What is this?” Chouji wondered to himself looking over at his companion. Yamanaka Ino as she stretched at the training field a few feet away from him. “But wasn’t this supposed do be a date?” He wondered watching her touch her toes.
“Chouji! Aren’t you gonna warm up?” She bent forward to touch her toes.
“Ino, this is…”
“Dates are normally about two people getting to know one another. You and I already know one another. So I figured we should do something and get our hearts pumping.” She smirked at him. “Make you believe that you are falling in love with me.”
“O…oh.” He stretched his arms.
“So we’re going to spar. Come at me like normal okay.” She smiled gently at him.
In truth, she had planned this sweet romantic date for them but as soon as she opened the door she saw something different, unusual. Chouji sitting there not eating the snacks in front of him. He was nervous and that she couldn’t have. So rather than dote on him and throw her feelings out there so obviously, she’d have to loosen him up quite a bit.
“Okay…” He started stretching looking at her. She was just about ready; a few moments more and so was here.
“Winner calls the shots on what to do next.” She cracked her neck a little.
“Okay.” He looked at her again.
“Here I go!” She came at him with a head-on attack, not her strongest point but she was here to tackle her feelings for him head-on, so tackle them she shall.
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“You still suck at Taijutsu, Ino.” Chouji walked on rather smug with himself. Both he and Ino were covered in dirt and dust, the defining difference is that Ino’s back was covered.
Chouji pinned her down on the ground; and for the briefest of moments an unbidden thought of taking things that much further flashed through his mind. But she squirmed and whined beneath him.
“Chouji! Okay. Okay! Stop!”
“You give?” He lifted an eyebrow at her.
“I give!” She sighed looking up at him in the eye briefly before looking away.
“Good.” He let up and cracked his neck wiping away the smallest trickle of blood from a scrape he received when she had thrown a kunai at him.
“Feel better?” Ino crossed her legs, rested her elbows on her knees and her head in her hands.
“Better?” He looked at the smirking blonde. “Uh… yeah…”
“Well, it’s your choice as to what happens next on our lovely date, Cho-” Ino rose and began to slap the dirt away from her body as clean as possible.
‘No, no. Call me Master.” Chouji smirked doing the same.
“What?” She looked at him mouth agape.
“Call me Master!” Chouji looked at her smugly watching her features. “It’s what I want.”
“I’m not calling you Master!” She glared looking off to the side crossing her arms.
“What? The loser not conceding to the winner’s wishes? You must suffer the consequences!” Chouji pointed at her. “The penalty is you have to cook me a three course meal within the next month.”
“Oh no! My family doesn’t really eat at home and since your mother has been trying to teach me I’ve put on a couple of inches this past month!”
“Eh?” Chouji looked her over, head to toe and back again. “No you haven’t!”
“Yeah I have!” She lifted her shirt a bit more and pinched. “I couldn’t pinch this much before!”
“Ino, you’re imagining things. You’re just as skinny as ever.” He rolled his eyes. “And even if you did it’s not like someone is going to look at your ankle or something and go “Ew she put on two pounds in that one place!”
“Seriously! Here! Here you can feel it here!” She reached for his hand and he flinched and she just looked at him, and grabbed his hand and put it on her arm. “Look! I looked in horror this morning. I just knew this was starting to jiggle this morning.”
“Ino.” Chouji grabbed her shoulder. “You’re still much too thin, your hair is still shiny and soft, your eyes still blue… you’re still you.”
“Chouji…” She met his gaze, flushed and looked away. “That was sweet.” Chouji chuckled and turned away quite smug with himself.
“That was the truth.” He turned from her. “Your Master has spoken. Do not ever doubt your master again. Ever.” She watched his back and smiled.
“Yes, Master.”” She smiled at him when he turned around to look at her. She took a submissive stance looking at him and bowed. Chouji felt heat rush into middle of his swirls and spread like the heat on an electric stove.
“I-Ino…” He turned away clearing his throat.
“Let’s go eat...” She smiled softly and walked off in front of him. “…Master.” She giggled a little as he followed. He was getting nervous again.
“Ino…”
“I meant what I said though, Chouji.” She walked into a restaurant. “Eight ways to hell and back.” She disappeared while he stood there just watching her. “Ino wait I thought I was supposed to pick what we do the rest of the date! I want BBQ!” He sighed and followed her inside the restaurant. He didn’t know this place.
This restaurant was strange to say the least. Upon walking in there were different smells in the air were different, some he could readily identify, others he wasn’t too sure of. The décor of the room were, different. Shapes of black painted on fabrics of brown, ivory, and well, earthy toned. Tables were low to the floor and people were eating with their hands
“Chouji!” Ino waved him down as the waiter left the table obviously haven taken their order. “You took too long! I ordered already!”” She smiled as he sat on the floor.
“What kind of place is this, Ino?”
“A foreign based restaurant. A foreigner from far away came to Konoha three years ago and opened up the restaurant shortly after. I’ve wanted to come.”
“Is the food good?”
“I hear it is.” She just smiled at him. “So I heard Shikamaru actually got a mission.”
“Yeah. Something top secret. He couldn’t even tell me much about it.” Chouji shrugged.
“I see.” She smiled at him as the food came, servers placed down a relatively nice sized hunk of what appeared to be bread on the table before them before placing down a bowl of stew before both of them and several other foods.
“If you need anything just call me over.” The young lady smiled and Chouji nodded.
“Uh, thanks.” He watched her leave then looked at the table. “Wait the utensils.”
“Here, this is how it’s supposed to be eaten.” Ino’s voice was soft but loud enough to command his attention. He was finally fully aware that those gorgeous blue eyes were fixated on him, smiling at him, pulling him in with a look that made his skin prickle shy embarrassment. No, this wasn’t the first time those eyes were fixated on him across a dining table. Usually then those eyes were glaring at him in complete and utter disgust as he would drool over the food on plates and platters before him. This time was different.
Her eyes never left his face, dancing across his features always briefly meeting his eyes long enough to draw him in then pull away. She was taunting him as she leaned forward to that bread like substance. It was then his eyes lowered down her face, down her neck, down her no-so-modest bosom and stayed there for a moment feeling himself drooling.
He’d glanced at her breasts before, always making sure not to stare to not be labeled as a pervert, but this time they were looking back at him through her thin purple top. Evidently she didn’t anticipate their sparring earlier if he could see her nipples pressing so clearly. She had taken a look at him and suggested it, in hindsight his nerves must’ve been written all over his face.
‘Fuck…’He groaned to himself licking his lips staring longer.
“Chouji!” She looked at him snapping him out of his stare. “Are you watching?” She tore off a hunk of the bread, only now looking it had more of a dough consistency. “This is what you do!” She used her thumb to make a slight well into the dough and then proceeded to scoop up the stew. The gravy dripped everywhere. It dripped down her pale hand and back into the bowl. The dough and stew disappeared into her mouth then she proceeded to lick her hand clean sucking on her fingers, completely engrossed with the cleaning process.
Chouji froze, watching her pink lips, shining with gloss sucking on her thumb. His male mind knew enough of what could be replaced with that thumb. He looked to the side trying to fight the embarrassment that threatened to flood his system and dull his Shinobi façade.
“Here.” Ino cut his thoughts suddenly and he looked up. She had been leaning across the table another piece of dough prepared and in front of his face. It was a messy meal as gravy was rolling down her skin.
“I-Ino…” He put on his strong face. “I can get my own.”
“I know, but we’re on a date, no?”
“But you don’t-”
“And… I told you. I’ll be the brave one for us” She looked at him and he opened his mouth accepting the food. The flavors burst in his mouth as he made movement to get some for himself. As he scooped it out of the bowl and leaned in to return the favor of feeding her. Her lips and tongue slid over his fingers and she sucked just a little bit. Who knew her mouth was so warm and explosive.
As they ate, spending time feeding one another, Ino kept licking and sucking his hand and Chouji was still eating, now gazing into her eyes. He felt himself slowly but surely getting hotter with each lick and suck she did. Licking burns into his skin. Somewhere in the corner of his mind a piece of him meekly wanted more but the rest trying to put it off, but Ino was feeding that quiet voice.
“Dessert?” The waitress came back and took a step back feeling like she was intruding.
“No.” Ino said breaking eye contact with him to look at the young lady. “We’re finished here.” Ino smiled and reached in her pocket paying for the dinner.
“Ino wai-”
“I asked you out. Next time is yours.” She got up from the floor and stretched her back feeling joints pop. As she took a few steps away she shook her blonde hair from its ponytail, it stopped just above her ass.
“I-Ino.” He stood. “I’m on this date too! You can’t just do what you want to do!” He grabbed her arm as the waitress walked off with her money.
“Fair enough.” She smiled. “Then what would you like to do, Master?” He flushed at the word, that side of him that had gone under-indulged over the years was what reacted. His answer came out mumbled.
“What?” She furrowed her eyebrows looking at him.
“Come on.” He walked out of the strange restaurant and made his way to a less busy street.
“Chouji!” Ino yelled and Chouji turned on her.
“Would you just stop it already?” He pushed her against the side of a building the few people around kept walking, ignoring the pair.
“Ch-Chouji?” She looked up at him.
“The teasing me. Trying to coax me into taking advantage of you. With your lip gloss and thin shirt and that food a-and I told you Ino I’m not so bold!”
“And I told you to let me be your courage.” She grabbed his hand. His grip wavered. “I want you Chouji.” She slid the hand from her shoulder to her bosom. He just looked at her and her arms came around him pulling him closer to her as their lips met. Chouji’s lips were trembling slightly, but she continued.
Her lips pressing to his, her tongue easily slid past his trembling lips and messaged his tongue. Her fingers toyed with the knot of his forehead protector and left it alone to play in his hair. She nipped his lip and licked his mouth. She pulled back to look at him his eyes closed, his breath returned to a normal pace. She smiled and kissed him again this time his lips were moving against her own. She could see his eyebrows furrow in concentration, his fingers sinking into her breasts his tongue struggling to keep up at first before falling into the rhythm.
His thumbs drew circles in the thin shirt coaxing her once shyly standing nipples to something more stiffly. Her breathing hitched, her heart skipped and a gentle shiver ran through her.
“Okay, Chouji, nipple stimulation is good.’ He noted as his thumbs came in contact with nubs. Which he promptly pinched and tugged at.
“Aah!” Ino gasped and smiled when Chouji flinched. “It’s okay.” She whispered before she kissed him again. “But we should take this somewhere more private.” She nodded to a young couple who were watching. “Or we run the risk of being seen like Naruto and Hinata.”
“Y-yeah.” He pulled her by the arm and hurried to his home shared with Shikamaru. Once inside she discarded her shoes at the door and proceeded to follow him inside to his room in the back, which was rather immaculate considering his habit to snack at all hours of the day. “So uhhh…” He looked at her; his shame and embarrassment coming back in full force. “So do we go about this- whoa!” Ino’s shirt went flying elsewhere and she was currently sliding her support top underneath off.
“Don’t get nervous on me now, Chouji.” She gently pushed her palm against his chest and he fell back against his bed. She straddled him. “I know it’s a bit fast for you, but it’ll be so worth it.” She kissed him her fingers working on ridding him of his clothing as well.
Her hips rolled, grinding her center of being on him. Her fingers working like magic as his clothes loosened from his body. Her lips burning trails of passion in his skin. Her voice unabashedly coming out in squeaks and moans feeling his erection grow.
Not to say he was idle. Slowly, but surely his lips found a way to work against hers then down her flushed skin to those sensitive nipples. She made an appreciative sound and ground her crotch against his once good time and it dragged a low groan from his throat.
“Let’s do something, different.” She gasped as she plucked her nipple from his lips and knelt to make work to loosen his pants.
“Different?”
“Take your shirt off.” She grinned sliding his pants from his body, his cock spring free, shamelessly erect and pointing upward at the ceiling; promising a good time in all its hard, thick glory.
“I-It can stay.” He said after another moment and she looked at him ready to fuss, but he wasn’t looking at her. She presumed if his blood hadn’t been in use at the moment elsewhere, he’d be flushed with embarrassment. Her berating him over his poor body shape was rearing its head now of all times?
“Okay.” She sighed softly and knelt between his knees and without a thought her mouth latched onto a ball. Her tongue drew circles into it as her hand moved up and down the shaft. Her blue eyes locked onto it taking in its girth. “Thick, like the rest of him. Go figure.” She mentally chuckled as she thought of how it would stretch her in new ways. She’d had all types over her years of lovers, and while Chouji wasn’t the longest he was certainly the thickest if memory serve.
“A-aah!” He groaned. “B-both hands… please?” Ino only giggled and opened her mouth wider to suck the twin balls in her mouth her hands making work on the cock squeezing with the pressure the shaft needed and completely bypassed the head altogether keeping him writhing in pleasure. When he raised his hand to do it himself she smacked the offending hand.
“Ino, territory only.” She said then went back to work listening to the soft grunts he gave, her pussy growing wetter with each one.
Something about an appreciative man always got her riled up. Then finally she lifted her head and covered his cock with her mouth. He groaned and pulled her off of him. He quizzical stare was met with a lust laced one as he set her on the bed and all but tore her pants off her body. She watched as he hooked a leg over her shoulder and leaned in close inspecting her nether region.
“You shave…” He noted to himself rather than stating the obvious and traced a finger up her slit. She rocked slightly and bit her lip watching his face. His gaze, his breath all of it heavy on her shaved lips. She felt herself be spread open and he looked as if mapping out a new area. His thumb stroked her opening, which coaxed another rocking motion, and worked its way up to her clit, which provoked a sharp jerk. “You’re hard here too.” He looked at the pearl of nerves, unsheathed, waiting.
“Of course stupid.” She murmured.
“That means…” His thick index finger pushed inside of her, the pressure eliciting a moan and when he pulled it back out, her wetness covered his finger which he rolled his thumb around and pulled apart with a thin lined between them.
“Chouji, what are you-oooh…” She was ready to fuss, embarrassed over the inspection, but without warning his finger delved back in, now larger than it had been initially. “Jutsu and sex already? Catching on faster than I thought”
“You’re tight, Ino.” He whispered. His voice probably wouldn’t go any louder at the moment.
“It does that! Girls shouldn’t stay loose forever.” She bit her lip feeling her walls stretch a little more.
“It does that with inactivity.” It expanded once more and she gasped.
“Well…” She moaned feeling his larger than normal thumb press hard on her clit. “I…”
“It’s okay.” He kissed her and pressed in a second enlarged fingers and she gritted her teeth feeling the stretch and moaned more as he pumped them in and out of her as fast as he could manage. Her cunt making sounds as he kept going. The both of them grunting and groaning as she squeezed around them.
“Ch-Chouji…” She whimpered squeaking and squealing, signs of nearing an orgasm he took it and let the jutsu fall and removed his wet fingers and slid inside of her holding her small waist.
“I want to feel it.” He pressed his face against her neck, shaking as he slid inside to the hilt and started to move. “The moment I make you cum.” She peeked open her eyes to look at him he now lifted his head watching her. He looked amazing just then, the way he held onto her thrusting, she could admire the way his muscled rippled. He was still her thick Chouji, but more grown up.
His bed creaked with each thrust, her cunt swallowing the thick cock with resistance at first before accommodating, her breasts bounced and he groaned. He was now cursing that virgin boy’s curse as his felt himself getting closer to jumping off the edge.
“Not… yet…”
“Keep going.” She licked her lips. “Yeah… yeah like that.” She moaned as he went faster his balls slapping against her. Her fingers drifted to her clit and rubbed hard circles on it; her body shuddered and shook with each thrust her moans getting higher in pitch.
“Do it for me.” He groaned and kissed her cheeks. “Do it now, Ino.” He gritted his teeth he was reaching his end faster than he thought as her throbbing around him didn’t help at all. “Fuck… I… I can’t hold it.” He growled out as his balls jerked and cum made its way up and out of his shaft and inside the throbbing warmth of Ino. “God…” He moaned in her ear thrusting hard and moments after she followed him abusing her clit so deliciously. Her walls begging for more, milking him for all its worth to the very last drop.
“Oh god…” He groaned again kissing to her breasts.
There they lay with their hearts trying to slow in pace, breaths trying to come back to normal and the sound of the clock ticking on the wall, counting the moments before the pair came back to earth. Then it happened.
Thwack!
“What the hell did you hit me for?” Chouji pushed himself up and rubbed the now sore spot in his head.
“Chouji you idiot! You didn’t put a condom on!”
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I’m glad people are still reading this fic. Seriously for whatever reason this is one of the hardest couples to get together, I guess cuz they just don’t flow as easily as HiNaru. Those two clearly belong together. InOuji clearly need to be together but man they’re just hard for me sometimes. Anyway… Rate, Review, refer a friend… whatever.. For those who wanna know when I update it, here’s the Mailing list thru Notifylist…
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