Wet Nightmare | By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > General Views: 1948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: A
Striptease Torture
Author: mischief maker
Theme: Sexual Kinks: Voyeurism
Rating: R
Author's Notes: This is a prequel of
sorts to some other smuttiness I’ve written for these two. I don’t know if I’ll
ever get tired of writing them. :3 These are for the
stages of love community on livejournal, so I’ll be
posting one a week (sooner if I finish them sooner) for 5 weeks. I haven’t
decided how old they are here. Probably early to mid twenties.
Disclaimer: I do
not own Naruto or the song Wet Nightmare by The
Cramps, but I do own the cd!
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Ino groaned as their target came
into focus. On paper, this assignment was just a standard observation mission,
but in reality, it was anything but typical. Spying on a stranger’s sad
attempts at seduction wasn’t how she would’ve preferred to spend her evening
that was for sure.
She turned toward her partner, tossing him the binoculars as
she slid down to the floor under the window she’d just been looking through. “Loverboy’s still at it,” she complained.
Naruto caught them with a grin and
took a look for himself. “Damn, he’s doing it all wrong. $5 says he resorts to
begging.”
“Pfft. Do I look like
Forehead-Girl? Of course he’s going to beg. He’ll be lucky to get any even then!”
Naruto snorted in what Ino interpreted as agreement as he continued to watch them.
“Oh, wait. Kimono’s open, and she’s not pushing him away. Prolly
took pity on the bastard,” he laughed.
Ino shook her head and started
leafing through the magazine she’d brought with her. Naruto
could keep watch for a while. Amusing as it may be, she had no interest in
watching that man fumble his way through sex. It’d probably be over in a few
minutes anyway.
Naruto snickered a few times
before complaining rather irritably, “Aw, what the hell is that? Weak, man. Totally weak.”
Ino glanced at her partner,
eyebrow raised and surprised at the annoyance in his voice. She’d heard the
rumors about him, how the village troublemaker might as well have a revolving
door on his apartment whispered in hushed tones by put-off old women and mocked
by disbelieving men. Of course, she’d also heard Sasuke
took out the entire Sound village in a blaze of mental illness and had become a
drag performer in a seedy, little joint just past the Fire Country border.
Just because people say things doesn’t necessarily mean
they’re true.
The binoculars were suddenly shoved in her face as Naruto sighed in exasperation. “You gotta
see this.” With a huff, she took them from him, turned around, and found the
target thrusting madly into a very bored looking woman. Ino
wasn’t surprised in the least.
“No foreplay, no dirty talk, nothing but a few gropes,” Naruto scoffed. “Pitiful.”
Naturally, Ino had never given a
second thought to the rumors she’d heard about noisy, obnoxiously overconfident,
usually clueless, dead-last Naruto. And now was no
different really. Lots of guys talked like they were gods in the sack, but in
her experience, few could back it up.
“So what would you have done?” she challenged, glancing at
him briefly before going back to watching the sad show in front of them.
“Well, I don’t beg for one thing.” She could hear the
smugness in his voice and couldn’t help but snort dismissively, but it didn’t
deter him in the least. “I start with a look.”
Ino glanced over at him, unsurprised
at seeing the same grin/leer combo she’s seen on dozens of other faces. “And?”
she asked, tone bored and eyes back on the target.
“Next, I compliment. Nice smell, legs, …hair.”
He gave her a pointed look at that last one. “Whatever.” Then he was suddenly
behind her; she could feel his body heat on her back and his breath on her neck
as he continued in a tone she’d never known him capable of. “Then I like to
tell them in detail all the dirty things I plan to do to them.”
Ino was very, very aware of their
close proximity then. “Such as…” she ventured.
Naruto chuckled as his hands
landed on the window sill in front of her, trapping her there. His body – solid
and radiating power; shinobi, she reminded herself – pressed
fully against her back, his mouth a hair’s width from her ear as he repeated, “Such
as… I’m gonna pin you against this wall right now,
tease you ‘til you’re so wet I can feel it through my pants.” His knee slid
between her legs then, and she could feel the anticipation heavy in her gut.
But he didn’t press it high enough to intrude. It was simply there, a promise
of what could be. “Then when you can’t take it anymore, I’ll rip your panties
off and fuck you ‘til you scream,” he rasped, emphasizing the statement
with a quick snap of his hips.
At that moment, she had absolutely no doubt he would. The
whole world had just been reduced to the two of them right then – mission long
forgotten – and the predatory air between them. Ino
fought to keep her breathing under control but wondered if it really mattered
when her heart was no doubt pounding loud enough for him to hear.
Then just as suddenly, he was gone,
slouching against the wall once again with a wide, satisfied grin on his face.
“That’s what I would’ve done.”
And that was how it all started.
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