A Season of Malcontent | By : katsuyo Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1400 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author’s note:
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date.
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I love writing fan
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A sentence in Italics
denotes the private thoughts of a character.
The usual warnings apply –
language, violence and blatant suggestions of a sexual nature are mentioned.
The smexy
musical stylings of Fiona Apple and Bill Withers -
are featured prominently and inspired the latest literary round of debauchery.
Use me, baby, use me… just use me up…yeehaw! XD
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto
but its fun to mess with them! I also don’t get any cash from this madness
either…
Round 8 – Behind Closed Doors
The young woman shifted
slightly on the bed as she struggled to get into a comfortable position. A
small naughty smile graced her lips, sighing wistfully as she continued to
dream about large hands sliding over her body as a certain puppeteer weaved his
erotic magic upon her body.
Oh kami!
Who knew you could use those chakra strings for that?!
The blonde slid her hand
over the pillow and squeezed, letting out a small sigh as the smile on her lips
got wider.
Mmmm… I never knew that glib tongue of
his could be utilized sooo creatively? The man was
certainly gifted…
Ino snuggled deeper into the warmth
under her cheek, letting out another blissful sigh but frowned slightly when
she heard the pillow utter a soft moan.
What the hell?! Since
when did pillows moan like that?
Ino cracked open an eyelid, only to
find the dark emerald eyes of the sand nin watching
her sleeping form intently.
The blonde’s eyes widened
in shock as her fuzzy brain finally processed where exactly she was.
Holy shit...
don't tell me we really did that last night?! Please... just let
the earth open and just swallow me up now...
Kankuro gave a small smirk as he watched
the emotions play on her face as Ino's brain
processed the events of last night and her present situation sprawled on top of
his hard body.
Oh Kami!
I can't believe this?! The bastard has the gall to smirk about this... arrrgh...
The puppeteer was amused
as Ino groaned in dismay, pressing her hot face into
his chest.
His amusement soon turned
to pain as the blonde in his arms shifted one of her legs, only to shoot her
head up from his chest and see her eyes glazing over with pain.
Kankuro quickly placed his hand over her
mouth to muffle the scream bursting forth from those soft lips of hers and
hissed softly as he felt her sharp little teeth sink into the fleshy part of
his palm as her muffled howl of pain echoed in the stillness of the room.
“Shit, sweetheart... that stings! I did warn you that we needed to take it easy
or you were going to be sore…” sighed the large man.
Ino shot the man an icy glare which
promised retribution later. The blonde really couldn't care less if the man was
bleeding from the bite she gave him... she was suffering here!
She didn’t need him to
remind her right now that he had offered to be gentle last night. Ino wasn't about to admit, at least to him, that she hadn’t
wanted to stop once she discovered what she’d been missing out on all this time
and now she was paying for it.
A sudden thought crossed
her mind then as she darted her eyes quickly over to the door and saw the
scratches scarring the normally pristine surface.
Shit! They really had
done that up against the door… it was becoming obvious to her that she
had taken permanent leave of her senses last night... She just couldn't bear to
look at him right now... it was official – she wanted to die!
Kankuro watched the young woman groan in
dismay again as she realized that they had indeed had an intense experience
against that very door last night.
He did feel sorry that
she was in pain this morning…but he didn't regret a single moment. She had been
everything he had imagined she would be and a whole lot more.
The puppeteer was sorely
tempted to give the fiery vixen in his arms a morning romp but knew, judging
from the sharp sting coming from his palm and that stormy look of retribution –
it was going to have to wait until a little later. He was going have to settle
for a morning kiss instead.
Oh well… He had waited
until last night to taste the joy that was Ino… he
can certainly wait until she was feeling better to partake of what she was now
offering him freely and oh so willingly…
Ino narrowed her beautiful blue eyes
at that evil grin that suddenly appeared on the sand nin’s face.
She didn’t trust the
pervert as far as she could throw him…but she had to admit that he was
definitely a man of his word. He had totally rocked her world… If only she didn’t
hurt so much… How the Hell was she to have known that the man had the stamina
to go all night… and she would let him…
The young woman blinked as
she felt the large man under her shift and sigh, “How about you give me a
morning kiss before I go run you a bath to help sooth those sore muscles of
yours, hmm?”
Kankuro didn’t give her a chance to answer
as he slid her silken flesh up higher onto his chest to capture her swollen
lips before plunging his tongue deep into her mouth and deepening the kiss.
He felt the slight hesitation
before his little ice goddess melted like an icicle under his onslaught and
pushed her fingers through his hair, to keep him right where she wanted him.
Kankuro groaned feeling her taking charge
of the passionate lip lock and grind seductively against his muscular torso.
When she kissed him
like that…it just made him want to pull her under him
and give her another taste of the delights they shared last night.
No – he needed to take
it easy on her. Its bad enough she was going to have trouble walking today…
With that thought firmly
in his mind, he tore his lips away from Ino’s,
hearing her soft growl of disappointment and placed a gentle kiss of her temple
before sighing, “No, Ayame…let me go get that bath
started for you. You’ll feel better once you’ve had a chance to soak those
tired muscles of yours.”
Kankuro tried to keep the wicked grin in
check as he shifted the voluptuous blonde off him, hearing her husky groan of
protest as he could feel her heated gaze warm his taut buttocks as he walked over
to the bathroom.
The puppeteer gave a
sultry masculine chuckle as he starting running the water into the tub and
thought, “It wouldn’t do for the future mother of my children to get too sore
just after one night of practice!”
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Holy Shit!
Ino’s blue eyes widened in horror as she
took in the long red scratches criss-crossing the
sand nin’s back. While the
large majority of them were superficial, there were some that were crusted with
patches of dried blood.
The young woman closed her
eyes then, aghast that she was capable of doing that to his poor back.
She didn't even know
she was capable of such abuse! Strangely, he didn’t seem too unhappy about the
damage she inflicted on his back though…if anything, he seemed deliriously overjoyed
to be on the receiving end of such abuse.
Ino flinched slightly in pain as she
forced her abused muscles to move her legs so she shifted herself on the bed
and check out the damage she’d done to the paintwork on the room door.
The young woman blushed
scarlet as she remembered how she had lounged seductively against the locked
door and shook her head as Kankuro tried to persuade
her that she would be more comfortable on the bed and murmured that they could
do that later once she was more ‘used to his attentions’.
Ino had demanded he take her up
against the door like his eyes had promised he was going to do earlier that day
or he wasn’t getting any… She recalled that Kankuro
had shrugged at that ultimatum before pulling out a kunai from within the folds
of his deep maroon yukata.
Ino had been a little worried when she
watched the large man advance with the weapon in hand and proceed to slice off
her dress, taking a little time to pay homage with his smoldering eyes to the
black lacy confection that consisted of her bra before shredding that as well.
She knew she should be
bitching about the fact that he ruined one of her gorgeous dresses but she
privately knew that the bastard would buy her a suitable replacement…
That didn’t mean that
she couldn’t give him a hard time over it though… There was no way in hell she
would ever admit that watching him slice her clothes off in his impatience
to have her had completely turned her on…
The blonde’s eyes traveled
over to where the kunai was still imbedded in the wall where Kankuro had carelessly tossed it before leaning forward to
pull the ragged remains of her clothing off her back.
The blonde felt her face
go deep scarlet as her mind replayed what had happened after the knife had hit
the wall with a sharp thunk.
The man had a body just
made for sin… that’s for sure…just watching him release the cord on his yukata and sliding it from the bronzed perfection of his
shoulders to pool negligently at his bare feet had caused her mouth to become
dry…following the path of the yukata’s descent and
finding out that the large and well built sand nin
had gone commando for the evening…had made her nose bleed profusely, much to
the bastard’s delight!
She brought a hand up and
idly touched under her nose and was pleased to see that she hadn’t succumbed to
another weak display of hormones….again.
Ino had held her breath, waiting in
anticipation to see what the sand shinobi was going
to do to her next. She had no warning as he trapped her wrists with chakra strings from one hand, her palms down against the
smooth surface of the door as his head descended to taste the hollow between
her neck and her shoulder.
Ino had felt the back of her head hit
the door as she arched her body into Kankuro’s large
and exceptionally toned body, gasping as she felt his teeth lightly along the
column of her neck before moving down lower…
The blonde closed her eyes
as she could feel the heat build up in her body once again as she could recall
every subtle sweep of his fingers on her flesh, the way his firm lips felt on
her as he got her to beg and plead for a swift release from his sensual
torture.
“Yes, it wasn’t exactly
how I had envisioned our first time…but I can’t deny that it was very…arousing…taking
you against that door…” sighed a smoky voice from behind her before softly
adding, “I always knew you would be pure fire, I-Ayame
but I would never have guessed that you would be so….responsive.”
Ino reared up in shock, hearing that
voice so close behind her and was about to turn around when she saw the
puppeteer’s large hands on either side of her torso as he leaned onto the bed
and whispered in a heated tone, “You know what turned me on the most, my
gorgeous vixen? The fact that you snarled at me to not make you wait as I
grabbed hold of those succulent hips of yours and felt your long legs wrapping
around my waist. I thought I was going to go up in flames as I slid into your
hot…tight…flesh.”
The young woman felt her
face go a deeper shade of red as she whispered very softly, “Kankuro, I didn’t realize that I had clawed the shit out of
your back…”
Kankuro’s heated voice broke in part way
through her apology as he growled, “Ino, you sweet
fiery woman… I don’t give a damn about the teeth marks on my torso or the fact
that my back is slashed to hell and back… there’s been no woman who’s made me
feel the way you do...”
Ino felt her face flame up now from
his comments.
Trust him to remind her
that she had totally lost her cool in his arms last night…
The young woman buried her
head into the sheets in an effort to hide her embarrassment from the puppeteer
but Kankuro wasn’t about to let her try and hide –
not after last night’s exceptional performance.
She bit her lip, trying to
hold back the lusty moan that was forming on her lips as she felt the wet slide
of his wicked tongue along the shell of her ear before it slivered seductively
down the side of her neck but it was difficult. He made her feel like putty…his
touch had the power to send her pulse racing and that frightened her a little
more than she was willing to admit…
Ino released the moan when she felt Kankuro pull away from her, only to hiss out the breath she
had been holding. She raised her head, closing her eyes and feeling his tongue
slide up the small of her back as his large knowing hands traveled down her
sides before settling at her waist.
“What
the hell?!
Yukio!! Put me down, you smug bastard! I’m in agony because of you! Every
single muscle in my body hates you right now…Mmmph!”
yelled the blonde as she felt the puppeteer lift her up and over his shoulder,
muffling her mouth against his lacerated back.
“Shush, gorgeous…you are
in no position to walk to the bathroom, so I’m carrying you there,” chuckled
the puppeteer, feeling her bristling at the injustice of being hauled around
with her naked butt waving in the breeze.
“I could have walked…baka,” grumbled Ino, only to feel
the large man shake his head in the negative.
“No…trust me on this one,
you’ll be glad that I carried you… now stop being so difficult, Ino and let me do the right thing by you...” murmured Kankuro softly before planting a loud smacking kiss on a
pert bottom cheek.
“Pervert!” gasped the
outraged blonde as they disappeared into the bathroom and then added with a
small grumble, “You know you totally owe me a new outfit…”
“Sweetheart, you wouldn’t
have me any other way… I’m fine with buying you new clothes… After all, it’s a
small price to pay for the pleasure we shared last night…” murmured the
puppeteer, chuckling evilly before he closed the door behind them.
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“You’re not joining me?”
asked Ino in a disappointed tone as Kankuro gently lowered her into the fragrant water.
“No. I was going to let
you soak while I grab a quick shower before I go do a preliminary scout around
the village,” replied the puppeteer in a sober tone.
Hell… he wanted to join
her though…but they would end up back in bed and this mission wasn’t going to
run itself.
The young woman could tell
that by the appraising look that he was still giving her that he would like
nothing better than to slide into the inviting water, his large body cradling
hers as his long legs stretched out in the bath. She knew, however, that he was
set on making their mission a priority first.
Ino leaned her chin on the side on the
tub and looked up. The shower was running but Kankuro
was reluctant to move just yet.
“What’s wrong?” whispered Ino, concerned.
The sand nin instead leaned down and
captured her lips with his before standing up and crossing over to the shower.
“Nothing, sweetheart… I
was just thinking what image I would like to carry in my mind while I’m
wandering about town today on this pain in the ass wild goose chase… this one
is perfect,” replied the puppeteer cheekily over his shoulder before closing
the curtain behind him.
“Oooh…
pig!” hissed Ino, throwing the sponge at the shape
behind the white curtain.
She heard the sand bastard
laughing through the sounds of the running shower.
The only thing that gave
her comfort about this situation was the occasional indrawn breath she could
hear the puppeteer take as the water hit the fresh scratches on his back.
He could be sooo sweet some times… it was just a shame that those
moments were a rarity…
Ino leaned back in the tub and felt
the heat of the water seep into her sore and tired muscles.
While she’d woken up this
morning with no regrets of last night’s display of carnal excess, she was a
little concerned how this would affect their relationship during this mission.
It was going to be
interesting to see if they, well – Kankuro, could
survive the mission without too much skin missing…
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Ino was still reclining in the bathtub
by the time Kankuro was ready to get out of the
shower.
He was having a tough time
trying not to get aroused whenever his thoughts strayed to the volatile vixen
lying there with kiss swollen lips not more than a couple of yards from him… To
say it was frustrating was an understatement.
He sure as hell didn’t
want to gather information today… not after the absolutely glorious night he
had in her arms. It was bad enough that Gaara and Tsunade were going to threaten to cut his stones off once
they figured out that Ino got deflowered while in his
care… yeah. He was not looking forward to that conversation but it was done and
he had no intention of walking away from her now…
“Ino,
I want you to promise me that you will stay in this room until I get back.”
murmured Kankuro as he draped a towel low about his
waist.
The blonde cracked open
one eye and looked at him in mild curiosity before asking, “Why? I can look
after myself.”
Great… trust her to be
difficult… fine.
“Sweetheart, after last
night’s little performance at the restaurant…everyone in this village is now
convinced that you can more than look after yourself. I'm pretty sure your now
infamous exploits are on all the gossip's lips this morning. However, the way
you are currently feeling, you may want to consider taking the morning off to…
soak.” replied the puppeteer dryly.
He knew from that look
that she would pay him back later for his high handedness but she was his
responsibility… whether she liked to admit to it or not.
The young woman closed her
eye at that comment before sighing gustily, “Fine…whatever... just make sure
you’re back in time for lunch, you smug bastard… I have no intention of eating
in here by myself with that large bed and the scratches on the door taunting
me.”
Ino’s eyes snapped opened and she
shivered delicately as she suddenly felt Kankuro’s
large hands slide around her torso as he leaned into the tub to kiss the hollow
at the base of her neck.
She could feel him caress
the spot on her neck where she knew the hickey was still proudly prominent.
“What’s wrong? You still
in denial about what happened between us in this room and on that bed,
sweetheart?” whispered Kankuro heatedly.
Ino clamped her lips firmly together
and closed her eyes as she felt the sensual onslaught of the puppeteer’s lips
traveling up her neck before resting against the shell of her ear.
“Ino,
I have no intention of denying either of us that pleasure anymore… You better
get used to the idea, darling…” drawled the sand nin sensually.
Pig bastard! She’d be
damned if she’d let the pervert call the shots…
Kankuro could feel her tense up in the tub
and could well imagine that he had pushed some button in her to cause her to be
bristling with outrage.
“Sweetheart, if you’re
worried about me being in charge all the time… I have no problem with you using
me as your personal pleasure toy…” murmured the puppeteer before pulling away
from the blonde vixen and walking out the bathroom.
He never noticed the blush
that covered the young woman’s body as she was contemplating Kankuro’s sensual suggestion, her anger suddenly vanished…
She never once
considered that the puppeteer would allow her to take charge of the action…
that was indeed a heady thought.
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Its official…this
mission bit the big one…
The puppeteer had spent
the last two hours wandering around the streets of the village and so far he
had come to the conclusion that it was going to take a little longer than both
clan leaders were expecting for them to gather information. It was obvious that
Orochimaru hadn’t done any favors for this village,
judging by the terrified glances he'd received when he had casually mentioned
the missing nin’s name.
The only thing he was
thankful for was the fact that their cover was firmly cemented after last
night’s little incident. He had been dreading the prospect of being shut out of
the decent eating establishments as a result of Ino’s
jealousy fueled antics in the rest room but had been pleasantly surprised to
find a small pile of business cards waiting for him at the reception desk.
It seemed that the
villagers didn’t get that kind of free entertainment that often… and his
beloved Ino was a guaranteed customer magnet.
He was about to head back
to the inn after he picked up some lunch for the two of them when he saw a
discreet sign pointing to a shop on a side street.
Kankuro paused briefly and gave the sign a
look of consideration before shrugging and heading down the side street.
Why the hell not?
The first thing he noticed
as soon as he pushed open the non-descript door was how clean and bright the
place was. It was obvious that it was pretty upscale for a store of its kind.
“Hello… can I help…” began
a soft masculine voice, only to end in a girlish squeal, “Oooh…it’s
you! How’s that ferocious wife of yours, big boy?”
The large sand nin raised an amused eyebrow at
the outrageously dressed man behind the counter before replying, “You heard
about that too, hmm?”
The flamboyant man stepped
out from the behind the counter and waved his arms expansively in the air,
exclaiming, “Honey, everyone in this tiny burg knows about it by now… It’s not
often that we see the biggest slut in the village get her comeuppance in such a
way… Kami knows, I haven’t laughed that hard
in simply ages…”
Kankuro grinned knowingly and murmured,
“Yeah, Ayame certainly loves to make an impression...
that's for sure.”
This comment only caused
the man to chortle harder before replying, “Yes, sweetie... she certainly did
do that... according to my neighbor who works at the local hospital, that scrag isn't going to be forgetting your vicious flower in a
hurry... two broken ribs take a while to heal...not to mention the numerous
cuts and bruises she had all over her body...”
The man walked over to a
display of scraps of lace and draped an arm on the rack before asking, “So, are
you looking for something specific for that blonde Amazonian goddess of yours
or are you just…browsing?”
A display on the wall
caught Kankuro’s attention. He grinned wolfishly at
the image of how perfect the outfit would look on Ino.
She was going to kill
me but that outfit would look fantastic on her...
“I’ll take that…do you
have it in this size?” replied the sand nin,
pointing to the display and calmly rattling off Ino’s
measurements.
He knew all that time
of self imposed abstinence spent putting away her clothing would come in handy!
The effeminate man clapped
his hands in delight at the large man’s choice. From what he had heard about
this man’s wife, it would look perfect on her.
“I need accessories, shoes
and suitable undergarments as well… something white, lacy and preferably
see-through…” replied Kankuro ignoring the ecstatic
shop owner, who looked as though he was about to faint at his good fortune.
The puppeteer knew he owed
her new underwear as well as another dress after he shredded her outfit last
night but he could more than afford to buy her that and a lot more… it was the
least he could do.
“Do you know what cup she
is, handsome?” asked the man in the colorful yukata,
an outfit draped over one arm.
The sand nin grinned wolfishly at the shop keeper
before turning to check out another display of sexy clothes.
“Yeah… she’s a C cup.”
murmured the large man, thinking perverted thoughts of those breasts cradled
lovingly in his palms last night.
A wonderfully, well
proportioned C Cup… A perfect fit for his large hands... Yes - he was a lucky
man! thought
Kankuro wistfully, fingering a particularly fetching
lacy bra and panty set before moving on to another set that caught his eye.
The shop-keeper watched
the puppeteer wander through the store in awe of the man’s raw sexuality and
placed a bejeweled hand to his chest to calm down his heart.
Oh Kami…
the village hoochie never stood a chance! He
certainly couldn’t blame the blonde at all… if he had this waiting at
home for him…well, he’d be attempting to drown the silly bitch in a
toilet too!
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The blonde in question was
still comfortably soaking in the hot tub. Ino was
trying not to relive the events of last night in her head but it was difficult.
Kankuro had left quite an impression on
her and there was no way in hell that she was forgetting the things he did to
her anytime soon!
What the hell had she
been thinking…demanding him to take her up against the door?!
Ino was embarrassed now but at the
time, she had been driven purely by the moment.
She could tell he was
surprised by that suggestion but he soon got over it if the evil little smirk
that had appeared on his face was any indication.
Her face flamed bright red
as she remembered her bravado beginning to wane when he finally done that evil
thing with his tongue down there of all places. Ino
had tried to push the man away with her hand when she began to realize what he
was planning to do, only for Kankuro to pin her with
a scorching dark look and melodramatically sighed, “If you wish to deprive
yourself of pure pleasure, sweetheart… then I’ll stop…but I can guarantee that
this will shut me up for a while…”
She had been intrigued
beyond words as to how allowing him to do that would shut him up for a
while and had moved her hand away. She had quickly returned her hand back to
his scalp and tugged hard when he had brought her hips forward and she could
feel his tongue slide into her silken heat.
Kankuro had pulled away slightly to remove
her hand from his burning scalp and re-wrapped the charka strings around her
wrists before returning back to the sensual torture he was performing with his
mouth.
It had been that wicked tongue of his though that had sent her truly over the
edge…
Who knew it was as
agile and nimble as his equally talented fingers?!
Ino covered her burning face with
trembling hands as she recalled as how easily she shattered under his
attention. She gingerly fingered the tiny little cuts on her lips, knowing full
well how she got them...
She had bit down on her
lips hard to prevent the full throated screams that threatened to break loose
but even she couldn’t prevent the muffled sexy whimpers that escaped with every
swipe of his heavenly tongue.
It was embarrassing… he
had been determined that she experience extreme pleasure in his company and he
had certainly achieved that goal…magnificently.
It had been when she
finally came down from her mind blowing orgasm that her ultimate moment of
embarrassment had come. Ino had opened passion glazed
eyes to see a very aroused Kankuro sliding his large
hands up her torso to get to his feet. He had been about to pick her up and
take her to bed when she had blurted out that outrageous demand of hers.
Why… oh…why couldn’t
she have kept her big mouth shut?! And why did he have to be happy about her
impatience to have him?! Impossible man! She was sooo
embarrassed!
Ino pulled her hands away from her
face and noticed that her hands were decidedly pruned from spending an
inordinate amount of time in the water.
“I guess I should think
about getting out of the bath tub…” sighed the
young woman privately.
Ino placed her hands over either side
of the tub and pushed herself up to a standing position. She bent down to pull
the plug before stepping out of the tub and reaching for a towel.
She quickly draped the
towel around her wet figure before walking over to the small clock radio. A
quick glance at the time told her that her tormentor would be returning back to
this room soon with food in hand.
I guess I should get
organized and get dressed for the day…
With that thought firmly
in the forefront of her mind, Ino switched on the
little radio, found a station she liked and walked over to the chest of drawers
to select a fresh change of clothes.
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She was probably going
to flay him alive when she sees the other outfit he picked up for her…
He would be the first to
admit that he had purchased it with the sole purpose of it being worn for his
own entertainment. There was no way in hell she would be wearing this fetching
little ensemble out in public.
Yes… he couldn’t wait
to see her in it! His perverted brain had been in overdrive ever since he first
saw it up there on the wall in the shop… and the shoes the man had picked out
to go with it… They were perfect! Oh hell, he thought he was going to up in
flames from the sudden burst of lust surging through his system imagining her
walking around in them…
Kankuro walked rapidly back to the inn,
the food and his purchases swinging slightly as he swaggered jauntily up the
road, oblivious to the admiring glances he was receiving from the ladies.
The large man quickly
dropped by the receptionist desk to pick up any messages before continuing
single mindedly down the hallway, intent on reaching the delightful vixen
waiting for him in the room.
He had just rounded the
corner when he heard the music drifting out from his room…
My friends feel it's
their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me
But my answer yeah to all that use me stuff
Is I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good
getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
My brother sit me right
down and he talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well yeah but when our talk was through
I said brother if you only knew you'd wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
Kankuro didn’t recognize the song but he
had to admit that it was a deliciously intriguing choice of song for his
beautiful virago to sing.
He stood outside of his
door, feeling like a peeping tom listening to her and imagining what else she
was doing in there…
The puppeteer decided that
he wasn’t going to miss out on he felt was going to be a good opportunity for
him to observe what he had a feeling would amount to be quite a floor show
before she wised up and threw something at him.
He slid his room key into
the door and quietly let himself into the room, holding his breath in
anticipation.
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It was a good idea that he
has decided to enter the room as quietly as he had because he may have missed
out on this!
This turned out to be Ino gyrating seductively in a pair of high cut black lace
panties and swinging a small towel to the sexy little tune on the clock radio
beside the bed.
And to think all this
time he’d been wasting his money at the strip clubs in Suna
when it was obvious this gorgeous woman put all their moves to shame!
He crept over to the bed
and sat down on the edge, watching avidly as the blonde with her back to him,
swished her hips from side to side and dragged the towel languidly across her
back.
She bent over and thrust
her lace covered backside out, before rotating those hips of hers slowly and
doing a delicious little butt grind.
Oh yeah…sweetheart…if
you dance like that... you can use me anytime you want!
The only thing that
would make his perverted fantasies complete right now would be a stripper's
pole...
Oh kami!
Ino on a pole... now that... was an...amazing thought.
Kankuro leaned back on his elbows and
grinned wolfishly as she continued to tease and tantalize him with her dancing.
He silently promised himself that he was going to track down the song and have
her put on a show for him every night! He could definitely get used to
seeing her shake her goodies for his private entertainment!
Oh sometimes yeah it's
true you really do abuse me
You get in a crowd of high class people and then you act real rude to me
But oh baby baby baby baby when you love me I can't get enough
I and I wanna spread the news that if it feels this
good getting used
Oh you just keep on using me until you use me up
Until you use me up
Talking about you using
me but it all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you're using me
Cause I sure am using you to do the things you do
Ah ha to do the things you do
Ino had this weird feeling that
someone was watching her! She abruptly stopped singing, letting the
towel slide off her shoulders and turned her head to see her appreciative
audience of one looking on with delight.
The blonde’s eyes narrowed
in contemplation at that smug grin on his face, taking note of the bags piled
haphazardly behind him, forgotten in his haste to enjoy catching her unaware.
It was obvious that he’d been there for a little while…
So…the bastard wants a
cheap thrill, eh? I’ll give him a cheap thrill he’s not going to forget!
Ino turned fully then and flicked her
towel behind her saucily. Kankuro raised an eyebrow
and waited with bated breath to see what the blonde planned to do next.
She didn’t disappoint him.
Ino prowled over to the puppeteer, rolling her hips
in subconscious invitation before climbing onto his lap and draping her long
pale legs on either side of his own.
Kankuro felt his brain have a melt down as
he recalled how he had taken her in this very position in the early hours of
the morning and silently cursed his hyperactive body as it too was remembering
what they had done…
Hell… he wouldn’t mind
taking her like that… right now!
“I’m hungry… for food.”
grouched the vixen in the sand nin’s
lap, pinning him with a scorching gaze.
He tried to stop his hands
from moving to anchor her hips down as Ino ground
herself against him as she leaned over to one side to survey the bags piled on
the bed. Kankuro could feel himself breaking out in a
sweat as he tried to hold back the groan forming in the back of his throat.
“One of those bags better
have food or you’re in big trouble, mister…” growled the blonde.
Kankuro could feel the wickedly sexy smile
broaden on his face.
He couldn’t help it…
she made him feel like being especially bad around her…
“Don’t worry, sweetheart…
I definitely brought you food…you’re going to need your energy for what I have
planned for later…” replied the puppeteer with a throaty laugh.
“Don’t count on it,
pervert… Just have the food ready by the time I get back…” growled Ino, sliding off Kankuro and
stalking back to the bathroom.
He watched in delight as
she strode back into the bathroom like the artic queen she was… and closed the
door with a snap.
He loved it when she
was a frosty little bitch!
Kankuro stared at the door for a little
while in contemplation before shrugging and collecting the bag that contained
their lunch.
Yeah – it wouldn’t do to
keep his beauty waiting on her food…
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Kankuro looked up from setting out the
final tray of sushi as he felt the bed dip.
He was a little
disappointed that she had covered up that fine figure of hers with clothes but
he could understand that she obviously felt a little self-conscious about
parading around him naked. It was going to take her some time getting used to
being around him like that… as far as he was concerned, she could take all the
time she needed because he wasn’t planning on going too far from her side any
time soon.
Yeah, he knew that she had
well and truly bagged and tagged him last night but he sure as hell wasn’t
complaining.
“Mmmm…sushi…”
purred Ino muttering the traditional pre-meal
greeting, snapping her chopsticks apart and popping a piece into her mouth.
Kankuro sat there smirking as she
swallowed the sushi and sighed wistfully, “Ahhh…delicious!”
Wanton little vixen…
she’s not happy until all her appetites are satisfied!
Ino frowned when she saw the little
smirk on the sand nin’s lips
and asked in a suspicious tone, “What are you up to, you smug bastard?”
Kankuro shrugged and popped a piece of
sushi into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully before replying, “Poor sweet Ayame, did you work up an appetite, hmmm?”
Ino narrowed her eyes at the openly
grinning shinobi before snatching up another piece of
sushi to pop into her mouth.
She glanced over at the
bags and raised an eyebrow.
“What’s in the bags, Yukio
darling?” asked Ino, effectively changing the
subject.
Kankuro leaned forward until his breath
was teasing the shell of her ear and calmly replied, “You will have to wait
until after lunch, sweetheart.”
Ino’s blue eyes widened in shocked
delight as her mind registered that he had bought her something while he was
out gathering information.
The puppeteer pulled back
and continued to eat, popping a piece of tuna into his mouth.
“So, you managed to turn
up any dirt yet, Yukio?” murmured Ino quietly.
“Yes I did, sweetheart… I
managed to find a source in this village that was more than happy to spill the
beans… we may be able to leave here a lot sooner than I was expecting..”
replied Kankuro in a serious undertone.
“Oh.” Ino
felt silly but she was a little disappointed about the idea of this frustrating
man eventually going home to Suna.
Sure, last night's
experience had blown her mind but she was realistic that the sand nin would eventually leave her…
despite his promises to the contrary.
She looked up in surprise
to feel the man’s hand under her chin and found Kankuro’s
eyes piercing hers with such an intense look.
“I have no plans to up and
walk away from you… but you and I will need to have a serious talk when we get
back,” replied the puppeteer.
Ino swallowed the hard lump that
lodged in her throat and felt as though he had seen a glimpse into her soul. It
was uncanny how he figured out what was going on in her head and addressed the
matter before she had a chance to worry herself into a nub. She wasn't too sure
if she could get used to that...
“Now eat your lunch, Ayame and no trying to sneak a peak in the bags…” replied Kankuro with a sly twist of his lips.
She was confused… this
man was complicated in ways that she was just beginning to understand… she just
hoped that he didn’t go and break her heart.
-------------------------------
Kankuro gathered up the empty take out
containers and disappeared out of the room to dispose of the trash.
Ino waited until the sand nin disappeared through he door
before sliding over to the bags and started digging through the contents.
The blonde felt her face
blush hotly as she pulled out a bottle of massage oil, a bottle of personal
lubricant and an indecently large box of extra large condoms.
Oh…Kami.
She was getting all hot and flustered over the thought of emptying that large
box…and she didn’t put it past the man not to try to empty it by the end
of the week!
Ino quickly pushed the items back into
their bag before putting into to one side and pulling another bag towards her.
She was curious to find a
plainly wrapped package with a little note on the front – for her.
How mysterious...
The blonde quickly tore
off the packaging to find the most darling little black dress she’d ever laid
her eyes on… It had a demure neck line but the fitted bodice and pencil line
knee length skirt that simply screamed ‘look at me!’
Wow… when he said that
he was going to buy her replacements for the garments he shredded… he certainly
didn’t mess around! The clothes were gorgeous…
She touched the satin embroidery
and bead work at the neckline with a reverent hand and almost jumped out of her
skin when she heard, “Do you like it? I think I got your size right but you may
need to try it on.”
It was the most
beautiful thing she’d ever received…
The blonde looked at the
tiny little label on the lining of the dress and nodded slightly, too
overwhelmed with emotion to speak.
It seemed the bastard
had thought of everything… right down to the dainty black lace underwear…
She was going to reach for
the other package when Kankuro intercepted her hand
and shook his head.
“I’ll let you open that
one later, maybe after I finish sending messages to our ‘Aunt’ and my dear
brother. You go and try on the dress, okay?” replied the puppeteer in a
deceptively casual tone.
Ino raised a curious eyebrow at his
odd comment but agreed to wait before investigating the contents of the last
box.
She gathered the opened
package and disappeared into the bathroom, anxious to try on the darling little
frock.
----------------------
Gaara drummed his fingers impatiently on
the desk as he waited for his brother’s report to appear on the scroll.
The scroll was designed to
display everyone’s commentary in a different ink.
The indigo blue ink of Kankuro’s report appeared on the Kazekage’s
scroll.
He could feel his blood
freeze as he continued to read what his brother had managed to unearth on the
first day of surveillance. There apparently had been a rash of thefts in the
village in the past two weeks as well as rumors of strange noises coming from
the caves overlooking the village.
It was obvious to Gaara that something was definitely going on in the area…
Suddenly the emerald green
ink of Tsunade’s comment appeared on the scroll after
Kankuro’s report.
“Did Ino discover anything else during the initial
surveillance?”
Gaara’s kanji tattoo climbed high on his
temple as the indigo ink of his brother’s reply appeared after a significant
pause that wasn’t missed by either village leader.
“Ino
stayed at the inn today while I scouted out locations that would yield a high
amount of information for our needs…I felt it would best if I did initial
surveillance alone before we go and effectively use her skills to gather the
necessary data…”
Gaara had a gut feeling that there was
more to Ino staying at the inn than the concern of
using her skills wisely but Tsunade seemed to think
that Kankuro’s methodology had merit.
I take it you have
found places that fit that description then?”
The Kazekage
heard someone scratching at the door then and looked up to see his sister’s
worried face.
“Kankuro?”
mouthed Temari and was relieved to receive a curt nod
in reply.
The indigo blue ink
appeared on the scroll as Temari closed the door and
walked over to stand behind her brother’s high backed chair.
“Yes, Hokage… I did in fact find three locations that will yield
the information we’re after in a short amount of time…but I’m not sure I feel
comfortable about sending your nin
into them…”
Both Gaara
and Temari looked sharply at each other at that
cautious comment. It wasn’t like Kankuro to be
concerned about the safety of another village’s shinobi.
Tsunade’s emerald green reply soon appeared
on the scroll.
“Bah! Ino is a strong kuniochi… I think
you are being over-cautious about this…”
Gaara frowned thoughtfully before
writing his reply in scarlet ink.
“Wait a moment, Hokage… Kankuro, what are these
locations?”
The puppeteer breathed a
sigh of relief when he saw his brother’s message appear on the scroll. He wrote
his reply and waited for the village leaders to respond.
“The Happy Times
Strip Club and Massage Parlor, Heavenly Delights Sex Shop and The Rusty Kunai – a run down dive bar on the edge of town.”
Gaara looked at the message in the
indigo ink and steepled his fingers, deep in thought.
He could now see why his
brother was being uncharacteristically cautious. He was stuck in a potentially
dangerous situation with a beautiful blonde kuniochi.
It was inevitable…they were going to attract a lot of unwanted attention,
despite the need to blend in…
He also knew that he couldn’t
prevent the Hokage from sending her shinobi into these places… not if that’s where the vital
information could be found…
Gaara picked up his pen and started to
write his reply…
Kankuro gave a sly smile as his brother’s
message appeared in scarlet ink.
“Do what you need to
do to prevent the Hokage’s nin from being harmed while you are busy gathering
information… as soon as you get what we need… get out of there.”
Kankuro heard a feminine gasp from behind
him and turned around to see Ino dressed in the
little black dress, her legs clad in the sheer silk stockings and the dainty
jeweled heels.
“You look ravishing,
sweetheart.” murmured the puppeteer, spellbound at the sight before him.
“When were you going to
tell me about this?” asked Ino in a hurt voice,
gesturing at the scroll.
Kankuro sighed and replied, “I was
planning to tell you when I found out what the leaders wanted to do… I’m not
thrilled about taking you into two of these places but the man who owns the sex
shop is an okay guy and he’s dying to meet you… Ultimately, it’s the decision
of the village leaders.”
Ino nodded in understanding before
walking over to pick up the other message scroll.
The blonde sat down at the
nearby table, deactivated the seals and started writing…
Gaara leaned back slightly as violet ink
appeared on the scroll. It seemed that the Hokage’s nin had something to say about the
matter. Gaara looked up at his sister and saw her nod
in reply.
“I agree with the Kazekage’s plan, Hokage… Kankuro’s initial assessment is that we can gather the
information in a week…”
There was definitely a lot
more to this young woman than met the eye… She certainly didn’t come across as
an airhead. It was also obvious to the Kazekage that
she trusted Kankuro’s judgment… which was
interesting.
Women usually didn't
trust his brother as far as they can throw him..
The Kazekage
was relieved to see the Hokage quickly agree with the
new course of action before signing off until tomorrow’s briefing.
Temari grinned and nodded, gesturing to
the scroll, “Come on, Gaara…. Let’s ask them… you
know you’re dying to know…”
Ino gasped in shocked dismay as the Temari's message appeared on the scroll in slate gray ink.
“So, Kankuro… when are we going to meet our future
sister-in-law?”
Kankuro tried to hold back his laughter as
he watched Ino’s reply appear in violet ink.
“What makes you
think I would consider marrying the smug bastard?!”
Temari laughed out loud at the other
woman’s comment and couldn’t help thinking that her brother had his hands full
with this one…
Gaara frowned slightly at the leaf nin’s impertinence and picked up
his pen to write a response.
“I figure since
you’re sleeping with him… he mustn’t be that disagreeable to you.”
A response in indigo ink
soon appeared on the scroll.
“He’s got a point,
sweetheart… I must have been worth the effort if you beat up another woman for
me.”
Temari laughed in delight and even Gaara had a small knowing smirk on his face. They both were
now curious to hear the young woman’s reply…
“Kami…
you can be crude… I didn’t technically beat up the brown haired skank… that implies that I used my fists...”
“Bullshit, Ino… you grabbed that poor woman by the hair, dragged her
into the bathroom and I distinctly heard gurgling sounds…”
Gaara felt his kanji tattoo climb up on
his temple again as Temari tried in vain to stop
laughing but it was difficult… watching these two verbally tussle on the
message scroll was hilarious..
“Well… stupid woman
deserved it! She shouldn’t have been trying to take what is mine!”
“Ino…
as I explained to you last night… I’m pretty much fair game unless you’re
prepared to stake your claim… so the poor girl wasn’t doing anything wrong.”
“You weren’t
seriously going to take the silly bitch up on her offer, were you?!”
“Hell, Ino… I don’t have that much of a death wish! I should think
that you’re more than enough woman for me…”
Temari’s sides were aching from laughing so
hard… her brother definitely had his hands full!
Gaara’s comment appeared on the message
scroll in scarlet ink.
“So, Ino… did you stake your claim on my brother then?”
Violet ink slashed across
the scroll.
“I don’t seriously
have to answer that, do I?”
“Yes, I’m afraid so,
Ino… Gaara being the Kazekage and all affords him certain privileges including
the right to ask the aforementioned question…”
Temari cringed at Kankuro’s
response. She imagined that Ino was now most likely
showing him what she thought of his sarcastic comment…
“Hell, Ino… not so rough! My back is still sore from last night…”
Gaara growled softly at the back of his
throat before grabbing his pen… Temari was not
helping laughing like the village idiot at these two.
“Young woman… did
you have sex with my baka brother… yes or no?”
Violet ink appeared on the
scroll.
“Oh
for Kami sakes! Yes… okay, yes! Do you need
details or do I need to provide evidence? I’m sure Kankuro
would be more than happy to show you his back when he gets home…”
Temari felt the tears running down her
cheeks… she honestly had no fear, this woman… yes, she was going to be a
perfect addition to this family.
Temari’s mood instantly changed though when
she read Gaara’s next comment on the message scroll.
“Hmmm... that does
complicate matters somewhat... Kankuro… you have my
permission to do what needs to be done if there’s trouble.”
“Kankuro,
what does your brother mean?”
“Uh, Gaara… if there’s nothing else to discuss… we should
probably sign off too…”
“No way,
bastard…you’re not going to weasel out of this… tell me what your brother
meant!”
“Ino…don’t
make me bend you over my knee and paddle that delectable ass of yours… I’ll
explain later.”
Gaara sighed in frustration and buried
his hands into his red hair. It was times like this he wished he still
possessed Shukaku…
He watched the scroll erase
itself as the couple signed off, presumably to continue their argument in the
privacy of their room.
“Gaara, was it necessary for
you to give Kankuro permission to kill any man stupid
enough to touch her?” asked Temari in a concerned
voice.
Gaara stood up and shrugged, sealing the
message scroll.
“He’s going to do it
anyway… I may as well authorize it,” replied the Kazekage
dryly.
Temari stared at her brother’s retreating
back thoughtfully before nodding.
Yeah… He did have a point...point taken.
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