Wet Nightmare | By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > General Views: 1949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: A Bed Full
O’ Crackers
Author: mischief maker
Theme: Sexual Kinks: Food Sex
Rating: R
Author's Notes: Beware the vague
mention of bukkake. I can’t write about kinks without
having it in at least one of ‘em, can I? XD
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It was late when she dropped by his place, so Ino was surprised when, instead of pinning her against the
nearest flat surface as soon as his door was closed, Naruto
simply nodded a greeting and skipped off to the kitchen. Immediately, her
eyebrow crept upward as she followed him, because that just wasn’t normal.
Taking a seat on the edge of the table, Ino
looked on in mild interest as he stirred the large skillet on the stove, and
wow, was that vegetables in there?!
It was strange; ramen and wildlife roasted via campfire (something all shinobi were taught in survival class) were the only things
she’d known him to be able to fix.
Smiling, Ino wondered just how
many more surprises he had up his sleeve.
“Did I come at a bad time?”
“Nah, just hungry. Gimme a minute,” he answered offhandedly over his shoulder.
Ino crossed her legs and frowned. Not
that she begrudged him his food, but hello, ready and willing over here!
Before she even had time to pout, though, he suddenly turned
toward her, the grin on his face downright mad as if he’d just gotten the best
idea ever. Ino only had a moment to wonder what was
going through his head before Naruto’s hands landed
on the table on either side of her hips, trapping her there, his nose brushing
against hers.
“I could have a quick snack while I wait, though.”
“I don’t know,” she only half-teased. “Wouldn’t
want to spoil your dinner.”
With a snort, he quickly pushed himself away from the table
and picked up a bottle of something next to the stove. “Nah, that won’t work,” he
mumbled as he tossed it aside. Naruto then opened the
fridge and began digging through its contents while Ino
could only watch incredulously. “Ah ha!”
Ino then found herself flat on her
back, staring up at his kitchen ceiling. The wooden tabletop was cool against
her skin, but it was nothing compared to the shock of cold as Naruto squirted… something – was that chocolate syrup?! – on her stomach.
She flinched and fought not to shiver. “What are you doing?”
“Makin’ an Ino-sundae,”
he replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
She stared in disbelief as his tongue began to trace the
trail of chocolate on her skin. It was sticky and kind of tickled, but his
mouth was hot against her skin, a not unpleasant contrast to the cold.
Ino had never really understood
the appeal of food sex. It was a messy waste of perfectly good toppings, not to
mention a gluttonous consumption of calories. Okay, so maybe that last one was
the real reason she’d never had the urge to lick something off someone, but as
she watched Naruto’s eyes close and felt his approval
hummed into her navel, even she couldn’t deny that maybe it had its moments.
When he was done with her belly, he quickly pulled her
upright and slipped her top off. It didn’t even have time to hit the floor
before she was once again on her back, this time with syrup smeared across her
breasts. She did shiver then as her flesh constricted into a veritable landscape
of goosebumps. The chill prickled at her skin, and Ino’s hands clenched in his hair as she pulled him closer,
silently urging him to work faster.
Naruto apparently had other plans,
though. His tongue moved ridiculously slowly, starting with the underside of one
breast, licking it as clean as possible before switching to the other. By the
time he began traveling up the valley between them, she was getting impatient,
the anticipation getting to her. She tingled from the cold and a familiar need
was beginning to ache between her legs. Ino sighed
and squirmed, but he easily avoided her nipples every time she shifted.
“Tease,” she muttered under her breath.
He only smiled against her chest and continued his torture.
Well, two could play that game, she decided. Ino grabbed his chocolate-covered hand by the wrist and ran
her tongue slowly up the underside of his index finger from joint to tip. She
definitely had his attention then, she realized, his eyes fixed intently on her
as she repeated the action on the next finger. This time, though, she took the
entire digit into her mouth and sucked it clean.
Ino smirked in triumph as he inhaled
a quick, shaky breath.
“Fuck, next
sundae’s yours,” he groaned, finally taking a hardened nipple into his mouth.
Ino didn’t protest even after Naruto later added something warm and sticky to her already
messy chest. That was easily taken care of in the shower, of course, but not
until after they managed to get even dirtier first. And she didn’t really feel guilty
when his dinner ended up burnt beyond recognition even though she was nice
enough to make sandwiches while he aired out the apartment. It was his own
fault; he should’ve turned off the stove before they got too carried away.
Ino did, however, realize just how
much Naruto was rubbing off on her when at the
grocery store a few days later she decided to buy a bottle of chocolate syrup to
keep at her place – the sugar-free kind, of course.
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