• 1-NejiHina
• 2-NejiHinaSasu
• 3-SasuHina/Slight NaruHina
• 4-KakaHina

Hinata sits up quickly in her bed, eyes wide and breath coming fast.

That couldn't have happened. No way. Uchiha Sasuke did not...
Thoughts come unbidden to Hinata, of pale masculine hands gripping her thighs, of dark hair and darker eyes burning with desire, muscles tightening underneath pale skin riddled with small scars.

She shivers with nervous excitement and disbelief.

How could this have happened? How exactly had she found herself in between two men? Two men who had clearly wanted her?

She had wanted Neji. Always wanted Neji. And when she'd discovered that it had been the quiet avenger, Uchiha Sasuke who had been watching them, masturbating to them, it had become a secret desire, only ever voiced once during a frenzied orgasm, and somehow it had materialized into reality.

She stands, dreading the soreness she is bound to feel. Her muscles protest as she tries to stretch and in her mirror, Hinata gasps.

There is a dark-haired woman covered in bruises and bite marks.

She giggles nervously in shock as she examines the bite marks on her shoulder, over her breasts, along her ribs, riddling her inner thighs. Finger shaped bruises are all over her hips, behind her thighs, in the soft inner side of her upper arm. Hinata turns, gasping at the hickies all down her back, all over the nape of her neck.

Neji and Sasuke had marked her all over last night, as if it had become a competition of who could make more marks over their woman than the other.

Her brow furrows at the sight of more hickies underneath her ear, one even on her jaw line.

This is ridiculous. I'll...I'll have to talk to them about this.

Here, Hinata paused. She just realised she had thought that she'd need to talk to them about not doing this to her next time. And in a fit of sudden shyness which reduced her to the Hinata everybody else was familiar with, she realised she'd have to speak to Sasuke. Even though she'd barely spoken a word to him before she let him fuck her silly.

She could faint. But she wouldn't let herself be found like this. Especially not by her over-protective little sister on one of her many unannounced visits. If she wanted to leave her room today, she'd need her healing balms, some bandages and her biggest, longest sleeved jacket.

"Hey! Where were you last night?"

Uchiha Sasuke thinks he might slam the door on Naruto. His eyes can barely keep open in the bright day, his muscles are stiff and sore (turns out you actually need to stretch and warm up before having sex with other ninja), and he's had hardly any sleep because his back was rubbed raw from the tree bark.

"Well? Man, I came by last night, couldn't sleep, thought maybe you'd go out for a drink, and you weren't home."

"I was trying to ignore you," hisses Sasuke, a hand rubbing over his face and wondering why he had bothered to open the door in the first place.

Well...he knew. Naruto's grating voice would have screamed Konoha down for Sasuke to open the door.

"Nah. Don't lie. I knew you weren't home."

"Yeah. I went for a walk. Let's get some lunch," mutters Sasuke, hoping to distract Naruto, pushing past him and closing the door behind him.

"Yeah, sure, a walk! I can see your hicky you know."

Sasuke stops and turns. Naruto is grinning smugly, eyes gazing pointedly at Sasuke's neck. Sasuke bristles with annoyance.
She'll learn her lesson before she marks him again like that.

"Who is she?"

Sasuke is pulling his high collar closer around his neck when Naruto slaps him on the back. He flinches and an eye twitches before he continues.

"Awww fuck, is it a he?" Naruto runs forward in front of him to give him a teasing grin right in his face.

Sasuke rolls his eyes and pushes the ridiculously bright head away from him and turning around the corner of the street to Ichiraku.

He's met with Hyuuga Hinata, her face instantly blushing deeply as she's suddenly confronted with the tall, not-in-a-good-mood Uchiha.

"Hello Hinata-chan!"

Her eyes flash towards Naruto and her eyes widen in fear? Nervousness? Sasuke idly remembers she had had an intense childhood crush on his friend. Her eyes turn back to Sasuke and she's about to say something before Sasuke snorts and pushes her aside to continue down the street towards Ichiraku.

"

Oi, teme! Hey, Hinata-chan, you okay?"

Sasuke is smirking when he turns back, but he loses it instantly when he finds Hinata in the arms of Naruto. He must have pushed her into him, but he can't stop feeling irritated that Naruto held onto her.

"Stupid. You don't treat girls like that!"

Sasuke stalks forward, suddenly even more annoyed, and he leans a little closer to Hinata. She can smell him, and his proximity is reminding her of last night and the way his eyes are darkening as he looks through his lashes is sending the blush even redder.

"Hinata, how would you like me to treat you?" His voice is lowered, and it comes out like a threat but it sends Hinata's toes curling and a shiver up her spine.Suddenly, Sasuke whips back, and the heavy tension in the air disappears.

"Don't scare her, teme! Hey, Hinata-chan, let's get some ramen. That bastard's shout!"

Hinata shakes her head, dreading the awkward situation that was bound to occur. As if it couldn't get any worse.

"Hinata-sama. There you are."

Her head whips around (hair flicking Naruto in the face), and Neji is there, his drawstring bag slung over his back. He inclines his head towards Naruto and Sasuke, though a smirk lingers when his eyes meet Sasuke's.

"I came to say I'm going for a three-week mission. So, goodbye, Hinata-sama."

"Oh...Take ca-"

"Whoa, Obaa-chan totally did not give you that S-rank recon and assassination, did she?" Naruto is practically tumbling forward, eager to discuss the details that'd surely be secret but he'd wring out of Neji anyways.

"That bitch, I was itching for that one. I'm going to have to talk to her. I can't believe it...Fuck, Neji, good luck. I heard the guy's got security like crazy. Are you going with bushy-brows?"

Hinata is politely waiting for Naruto and Neji to finish their conversation, so she tucks her hair behind her ear and tries not to look at Sasuke.

"I've got a hicky on my neck, Hinata. I do not get hickies," growls Sasuke, surprising her. She glances over but his face is barely registering any emotion or turned towards her so it seems like they're both just watching Naruto and Neji debate over the mission.

"You know right, that I'd be ideal for the job. Jyuuken's close range stuff. I've got this new technique..."

"Can you not just reveal all the mission details on the street, Naruto. I can do other things besides Jyuuken..."

She's stuttering in indignation, and can't help herself turning to him.

"You've got hickies? It's the middle of summer and I'm wearing my winter jacket because I can't show the bitemarks all over my arms and neck," she whispers under her breath, before turning away as if she hadn't said anything to him.

Sasuke is secretly sniggering in triumph in his mind.

"Well, Hinata-sama, Uchiha, Naruto, I'll be going on my mission now. I've got to meet up with Lee," Neji says, shaking his head and waving away the still talking Naruto. Hinata smiles and briefly clings onto his sleeve to peck him on the cheek.

"Take care, Neji-nii."

Neji lifts a hand to graze the random hicky on her jawline. He smirks with amusement before turning towards Sasuke who returns his own smirk.

"Hmph."

"I hope you come back without an arm, stupid! Kill him discreetly, my ass."

Neji shoots Naruto a look before disappearing amidst a flash bomb.

"Yeah like that was discreet!" squeals Naruto who is rubbing his eyes, having been staring directly at Neji,

"I'm going to speak to Obaa-chan, I can't believe Neji's gotten a S-rank mission and I haven't gotten even a B-rank one in weeks."

"Probably since you just came back from a S-rank mission, dobe."

"Yeah, well, I'm going to talk to her about it. You, teme, owe Hinata-chan lunch for being mean! Get her anything she wants! I'll catch up to you later."

With that, Naruto had bounced off to the Hokage Tower.

Sasuke stares at Hinata who is still watching Naruto's retreating back before he grabs her around the waist and drags her around the side of the building where it's shaded and quiet. He immediately brings his lips crashing down onto hers.

"I'd have thought you got enough last night?" Hinata boldly ventures after they draw for air, though she's blushing in embarrassment despite her words.

"With Neji gone, I'm planning to have you all to myself," Sasuke murmurs as he lifts her hair and examines the hickies underneath her ear, quite clearly choosing to take that as a rhetorical question, one that she would soon know the answer to anyway. His eyes turn back to her own wide ones, and she shivers slightly because she's not quite sure if that is lust or murderous intent she's seeing in his dark eyes.

It was odd, how much easier it was to read a Hyuuga's eyes than Sasuke's.

"I don't think we should be doing this here. Can't we talk at your home? Or at least, let's go have lunch firs-" she's smothered with his lips.

He wasn't listening.

"I hope you're free for the next three weeks because I don't plan to be letting you out of arm's reach much."
His eyes trail down, eyeing her body appreciatively before snapping back up, amusement evident as he continues.

"If at all."

"Sasuke-kun, really, don't I have a say?" Hinata tries to argue, but Sasuke is possessively tonguing the marks he probably left all over her neck the night before, and she's too busy trying to fight off the hand that's creeping under her jacket.

"I wouldn't fight me if I were you. I think you're quite aware, given your own standing, that heirs get what they want," Sasuke pauses, looking down at her hands gripping his arms tightly before quirking an eyebrow at Hinata. His eyes bleed into red and Hinata's heart nearly jumps out of her chest.

She lets go of him immediately and her mind is trying to run though all kind of escape plans but it's too busy re-running through how Sasuke had had his hands pressing down on her hips as he grinded into her and if it were even possible, she gets redder and her heart is beating like a mouse being cornered by a cat.

He smirks, just the a tilt of his mouth to one side that tells Hinata she's got no chance, before turning Hinata roughly and pushing her into the wall of the building, pulling her crotch right up against the hardness in his pants and sliding a warm hand down the front of her pants.

"You're wrong. Ah-no-please-yes-there. I've...I've never gotten what I wanted," whispers Hinata, pulling her self up a little to support herself with her hands.

Sasuke's fingers probe her entrance and instantly they're wet and he pushes in roughly and she stifles a cry into her arm.

"That's truly a shame, Hinata. But that's something I could gladly teach you these next few weeks, hmm?"

It barely registers in her mind, but she whimpers a small, "Teach? What?" and Sasuke thrusts in another finger, and his other hand is sliding up the middle of her chest, just grazing her breasts, holding her up .

He leans forward, draping himself over his back before resting his chin on her shoulder. His voice is that same acute voice tinged heavily with his usual arrogance but this strange teasing lilt that she's never heard before.

Of course I haven't heard it before, I've never even, properly spok-Oh my God, what is he doing? What is he doing? There, there, there!

"You're not listening, Hinata. I'll teach you what it's like to want and what's it like to get what you want."

She's not quite sure when he'd pulled her trousers and panties over her hips and down her legs but he's positioning himself, muttering about how he wants her like a blank canvas by tomorrow so he can mark her all over again and she's wanting it so badly her arms are shaking and barely holding herself up against the wall.

He thrusts forward with a satisfied "Yes" and she's sobbing into her arm as lights shatter behind her eyelids before she sees everything with her Byakugan and it's all centered on where Sasuke and her are joined. Oh God, she's thinking before he slowly withdraws and shoves back in hard and Hinata gets it.

Naruto is rubbing his jaw when he gets up off the floor outside the Hokage's office. Shizune smiles sympathetically before she closes the door at the Godaime's command. Naruto gives Tsunade the finger multiple times through the door before he cracks his jaw back into place, something he had to learn how to do after Sakura became Tsunade's apprentice and her punches became that much more packed with power.

Well, I guess I'm stuck here until she forgives me, he thinks as he slides down the stair railings. He pauses at the foot of the stairs, looking confused.

"Oh right," Naruto yelled out, breaking out into a ear-splitting grin, "ramen. Beautiful, beautiful ramen."

The first thought Naruto has when he finds them (no easy feat in Konoha with all it's dark alley ways and small lanes and no easy feat in that Naruto had only remembered the two after he'd eaten his ramen) is that this wasn't what he meant when he told Sasuke to get Hinata whatever she wanted.

The second thought is that he's harming her, and no way Hinata-chan would just take some guy like that in a back alley, bent forward with some guy, no, not some guy, it's Sasuke, fucking her so hard from behind that even the sounds she's making sounds like they're being fucked because she can't even get in a full moan.

But Sasuke's kissing her tenderly, even as his hips pound furiously and her hands are reaching back to hold his head, so the third thought is fuck I'm hard, and how did I not notice this.
As if to rub it in his face even more, Sasuke throws his head back and opens his eyes and almost laughs when he finds Naruto staring down from the roof down into the alleyway. Sasuke turns his head slightly, showing the dark bruise on his neck, the hickey Naruto had pointed out that morning and Naruto blushes before he jumps back and runs.

When had THAT happened?

And Hinata-chan? He was sure it was Hinata-chan, it was her jacket and he hadn't seen her face because her long blue hair was falling around her face but he'd seen the nape of her neck and it was covered in hickies, and it was like underneath her jacket she had a curse seal all over her body.

I wish I had seen that bod-WHOA, whoa, settle down there buddy.

Suddenly he's catching all the small little signs that should have tipped him off, like it was some kind of slow-motion reel of images with bright red circles around the things that should have set off alarms. Like that peck on Neji's cheek, Hinata could never have done that two years ago. Hell, two weeks ago surely. And Neji had touched her, with just a finger along her jawline, it was such a quick intimate moment, how could he have not seen that?

That little knowing smirk Neji gave to Sasuke, like they were in on some big secret which should have tipped Naruto off big time because first, they weren't on knowing-little-smirk terms, and second Neji and Sasuke were not on knowing-little smirk terms!

His mind is reeling and working overtime, even though really, it's just playback of Hinata's soft hair whisked across his face, the odd mix of musky sweetness and the crisp green tea smell of her when she was in his arms, her flushed face and wide eyes, her soft moans and whimpers punctuated by Sasuke's thrusts and her hips, pale but bruised hips being slapped into by Sasuke's own. And Neji was in on it. He knew all about it and was possibly even--

Holy shit, they're double-teaming her, he's realizing when he collapses against his apartment door once he's slammed it behind him.

This is totally awkward. Sasuke won't even be embarrassed. I can already tell. I'll be the one getting shit from him because I BLUSHED and ran like a pussy.

And who knew Hinata had it in her. Nice, Naruto, real nice. Way to go with the puns.

Naruto glances down and groans.

"Just get it over with. Real quick, don't even think about it. Just...Just do it."

His rough hand palms his erection slowly before he heeds his words and just goes for it, really not wanting to use Sasuke and Hinata's...moment as masturbatory fodder.

He slides his pants down, just to his thighs, he wants it quick, done with so he can pull up his pants and go. He licks his palm, lathering it with saliva before beginning to stroke at his cock. He bites his lip and groans.

Naruto can't help it, if he wants it to go quickly he'll have to think up something stimulating but he can't help his mind wandering over to Hinata who he's never really noticed in that way before. She'd never been masturbatory fodder. It's always been Sakura or Ino or some other chick which was weird because he'd always had a thing for big tits and it was Hinata who had them.

"Aww fuck, can we stop with the narration in my head?" Naruto lets go, performs a seal and a clone is before him. He closes his eyes and leans back against his door again.

"Do it. Oiroke no jutsu and suck me off...Yeah..."

His hand immediately closes over the clone's head, soft long hair slipping through his fingers as he forces 'her' down on his cock.

'Her' tongue licks up the underside of his cock, and small hands are cupping his balls, gently playing with them. This isn't what he usually goes with. He likes it wet and fast but his clone is taking it's time, sucking softly on random but effective parts of his cock, he even feels the slight graze of inexperienced teeth over the head of his cock and then he's coming with a sharp cry and thrusting his cock into his clone's mouth, ignoring the clone's fake whimpers, his eyes still clenched tight.

"Good. Yeah," Naruto breathes out, opening his eyes before groaning in frustration.

His clone had turned into Hinata.

Hinata with his cum all over her face, splattered in her hair and looking up at him with that same shy expression that he'd always taken as weird, but was now hot as hell.

What a total mind fuck.

"Fuck you, brain."

"Yeah, I'd hate myself too with a brain like yours," came a voice from his open front window.

"Awww, fuck off, teme."

"That's no way to treat a girl, dobe," snickers Sasuke, mirroring what Naruto had said earlier and gazing amusedly at the Hinata-clone before his eyes snapped sharply to Naruto, his dark eyes glittering with something Naruto immediately knows to be a dare. Touch her and die, he's saying. I dare you to do that to her beyond your sick little roleplays with clones, he's saying.

"It isn't my fault. It was just on my mind, s'all," stammers Naruto tiredly, lifting his pants and making his clone disappear.

"Hn," is Sasuke's reply and it instantly stirs Naruto up.

"Why are you even here? Why did you even bother to follow me?" asks Naruto exasperatedly, throwing his arms into the air, anger growing from his embarrassment.

Sasuke shrugs, leans over the window sill, eyes lazily looking around Naruto's mess. They're both the same, both having just come over the same woman. And they can't even fight over it because they're sexed up silly.

"I guess I just wanted to rub it in your face, wanted to turn up just to reiterate just what exactly I was doing last night," Sasuke says, a smirk creeping across his lips.

Naruto wants to roll his eyes. Typical Sasuke. What an asshole.

"She rode me hard, and you missed out, dobe. She had a crush on you for years but she was riding me, last night."

Yeah, a real fucking asshole. I'll get you back, you dick.

"I can't believe how tight she still is considering how much we fucked last night."

Naruto growls and is starting to think that he was regretting Sasuke's return.

Sasuke catches the mug that is thrown at his head and looks at it with bored interest before placing it down on the window sill.

"Laters, dobe."

"Fuck you."