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The Hinata Harem
By : mippydesu
Category: Naruto > General
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Right off the bat, I wrote this to get myself off. And I post it on here because I figure some people might want to do the same. There�s not really much of a plot, man. Sorry if you expected some. I�m not even that sorry. I got off heaps.
I just wanted to write a fuck fest with every Hinata pairing (bar yuri, and I hate to be all biased and shit, but bar most older men sans Kakashi�aww fuck, I�ll see if I can do it with the older men. I don�t want to be limited as a writer or anything.)
I find it kinda difficult to write well and then go into graphic, rather vulgar sex scenes. But I like doing it.
And I�ll write sex scenes like hentai. Unrealistic. With lots of stamina and cum. (And a certain bit of magic. I dunno.)
Oh and I don't know about this rather lame title, but I'm stuck with it until someone can think up a better one.
Summary for this chapter: Stalking is an art. An art Neji has not quite gotten the hang of.
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Ever since the Chuunin Exams, Hyuuga Neji had been paying close attention to his cousin. Not that he hadn�t before that, but he began to watch her with a curiosity and scrutiny that some might say bordered on obsession. Though most Hyuuga could boast that they were watching someone even without being in sight of the person, none could boast that they understood every glance, every smile, and every facial twitch of a certain Hyuuga heiress. He watched her at his leisure, followed her around Konoha without moving from his room, and when he couldn�t because her Byakugan was active and she was training with her teammates, he�d find an excuse to train near her with his. If he knew what he was doing was obsessive and something not someone in his or her right mind would do, he made no effort to cease. He continued, itching to learn everything about her, why she disliked certain seafood, why she liked sweet things, why she grew her hair long, why she smelled like green tea and cinnamon, why she trained until her fingers ran with blood.
One evening, after Neji finishes training with his uncle, he goes to call Hinata for her nightly training with him.
She opens the door before he can even move in front of it, her skin flushed pink and covered in a dewy sheen of sweat, her veins slightly pulsing underneath the skin of her eyes and gasping lightly for breath. She bows her head, pulls her training robes tighter around her, and says �See you in the training room� before disappearing in a puff of smoke.
She appears there, sure enough, he knows because he activated his Byakugan immediately to watch her travel there, but he doesn�t move. Not yet. He wants to see what she is doing, what she has to hide. But she just sits there, and seemingly begins to meditate; her flush disappearing, breath and chakra becoming even.
He assumes immediately that she had been training, or warming up before her training session. So he pushes it to the back of his mind before appearing next to her to begin their katas.
However, he finds her like that again and again over the week, though he never sees the cause for her condition. He finds her like that before they train, after he trains and he finds her like that even when they aren�t training. It begins to frustrate him, makes him almost activate his Byakugan right in front of all the other Hyuuga and search the compound to see what in the hell she is doing that gets her like that. He thinks over it at night, and decides resolutely that it must be some training she is undertaking under Kurenai because it certainly is no Hyuuga technique. Maybe it is a kunoichi specialty because certainly the Aburame and Inuzuka never seem to be flushing and with their eyes glazed whenever they�re around him and it certainly wouldn�t get him as hard whenever he imagines Hinata, her cheeks and neck flushed pink and her hair slightly sticking to her sweaty forehead and the sides of her face.
He is at first, disconcerted by his desire for her. He represses it, but he knows it is not unreasonable. He has never seen her like a sister, they have always been kept apart, he in the Branch house and she in the Main. She is, in her quiet way, beautiful and when she looks like that, like she's been thoroughly ravished and the green tea and cinnamon smell becomes this warm musk, like a humid day in a dense forest, he cannot help how his mind goes blank and he is left to collect himself in her wake.
He is about ready to just come out and ask her at their next training session when one late evening, while Neji is studying ninja scrolls in the Hyuuga library, he hears a small thump and a whimper and turns his head to eye the shelves behind him. He should have been the only one left in the library so the single solitary light is near his desk, but his eyes are keen.
He finds Hinata, in that same state, her eyes rather glazed and her pulse and muscles all fluttery. She�s wearing her night robe and she should be asleep (he watched her go to bed), but there she is, and she�s eyeing him through the shelves like she�s been caught with her hand in the cookie jar but that might have something to do with the way he�s walking towards her, like a hunter stalking it�s prey.
He wonders how long she�d been there, right in his blind spot so he couldn�t have seen her even if his Byakugan was active. He walks slowly, watching her through the gaps in the shelves, keen eyes catching every movement she makes. This was it. He�d find out what she was up to, it had been plaguing his mind for the past week.
�Hinata-sama? What is wrong?� An innocuous question, but disguised as a challenge. How long are we going to play cat and mouse?
�Neji-nii. Ah...I hit my head. I feel rather dizzy.�
She reddens and teeters over towards the bookshelf as if fatigued. Her knees are weak and she knows that her little game is finished.
Neji steps forward to help her but she holds her hand up to stop him. He feels vaguely disappointed that it might have just been some illness all along.
�Hinata-sama, I suggest we go to the Hyuuga medics, just in case it is a serious matter.�
�Ah, no. That is not necessary, Neji-nii.�
�I must insist. You seem to have been in this feverish state for the past week.�
Hinata clung to the bookshelf, her knees shaking as she gazed up at him through her eyelashes.
�You may have been poisoned... but you are immune to most. Perhaps your chakra passages are off�I can at least check��
He activates his Byakugan but Hinata rushes forward into his chest to shock him enough into deactivating it.
�No! No�Neji-nii. I�m fine.�
But she wasn�t fast enough. He had seen the pulsing chakra.
�H-Hinata-sama�Your�Your chakra is gathered to��
Neji pauses. Suddenly he is all too aware of what she has been doing for the past week. He can smell he sharp musky scent; the scent of her arousal and her release and he stumbles back, reeling as he takes in a whiff of it. She keeps her head lowered, gazes up through her thick lashes.
�Neji-nii.�
�I don�t�I can�t.�
Comprehend, he thinks.
He can't comprehend what shy, timid Hinata is trying to do by letting herself be caught in...in that act.
The Hinata-sama he is familiar with does not go around, masturbating, and in public places and looking at him with sleepy eyes that glimmer with want. All Hyuuga are raised prudes, it is unmitigated fact, so Neji is, for lack of a better word, gobsmacked.
"You are being," here he swallows drily, struggling to think of the proper word, "improper, Hinata-sama."
She looks hurt for a moment but reaches forward, lightly grazing his jaw, he can smell her fingers, her dampness all over them and he's rock hard in an instant.
�Don't say that, I'm trying very hard to seduce you.�
His eyebrows shoot up, shocked, before shooting down into a furrow.
�Have you been following me everywhere?! Is that why I�ve been finding you like this?�
�Neji-nii.�
She is asking for something that even Neji, after being so dumb about her for the past week, cannot deny or pretend he doesn�t understand. He cannot deny that he has an erection pressing against his stomach under his robes nor can he pretend that he would not answer her every wish. His logical mind is shredding through every action of hers, every possible cause for her actions but he cannot find the answer. He is simply too dazed, by her flushed cheeks and her lips bitten and chewed from trying to keep quiet, by her smell that is in her hair and on her fingers and his flagrant unleashed desire for her.
�How? Why?�
She is inches away from him, a small impish smile as she places her hands on his broad shoulders and pulls him close so her breath ghosts over his lips.
�Neji-nii, first, and I'm sorry to say this, but for all your talent, you have not one iota of skill when it comes to real stalking. I�ve always felt your gaze. Second, I�m as much a Hyuuga as you. Behind you, Neji-nii. Always behind you.�
He feels the slight shiver up his spine as she whispers that, before in a flurry of movement, he shoves Hinata into the bookshelf and crushes his mouth against hers. The kiss is frenzied, as if they both need to spend all their energy into that one kiss. When they break for air, there isn�t even a split second of hesitation and consideration for consequences before Neji lifts her by the haunches and grinds his arousal into her. She moans, her hands simultaneously brushing through and gripping his long brown hair. Their coming together seems to finally let loose all of their repressed lust for each other, always kept in check by how unnatural it was and how impossible it seemed.
�How long have you wanted me?� he gasps as they break off another hungry kiss, he wants to confirm this.
�How long have you wanted me?� she counters before throwing her head back as his grip hardens and he presses into her. She locks her legs around him, and they use that leverage to touch each other everywhere, hands itching to explore. He can see her erect nipples pushing up against the silk of her sleeping yukata and lowers his head to press his tongue against one, right through the fabric. She mewls, a sound he has never heard from her and decides immediately he wants to hear more of. He pushes her from him, chuckles when she grips on to his top and pulls it off him.
�Patience, Hinata-sama,� he scolds, as if they were training and she had made a hasty move.
She shoots him a withering look, right before he pulls apart her robes and has his hand down her panties.
�I would say the same to�� He doesn�t let her finish; already his lips are over hers and his fingers working over her.
She shudders as he feels his fingers slide through her wetness before trailing up to her still sensitive clitoris and his two fingers slide up around that bundle of nerves. His tongue laves over her neck, following her collarbone to her shoulder where he bites down as he pushes his fingers into her. She whimpers, her hands gripping his hair, pushing him down.
Neji looks up at Hinata, this gasping woman who has been touching herself to orgasm every time he�s had his back turned. He breathes her in, the warm, sharp smell of her, evidence of her desire for him. He presses his mouth against her, against her damp panties and she bucks forward. He pulls down her panties, makes a uncharacteristically cheeky mental note to collect them later to keep, and looks up at Hinata again as he spreads her thighs. She has a hand over mouth and Neji remembers suddenly that they�re in the library. Though it�s late. Not that they still couldn�t be found in a house of Hyuuga. He wouldn�t, couldn't, stop even if Hiashi himself had stepped through the library doors. Her pussy and thighs are wet with her arousal and he feels the shiver along her inner thighs as he holds them apart. He threads the tip of his tongue through her swollen slit, and presses it flush against her clitoris. She mewls again and he circles his tongue over the bud, tasting her. There can be no flowery words for her wetness. She does not taste of honey or nectar. She is tart and warm and pungent and each swipe over her entrance brings forth more of this fluid which he laps at almost greedily while her thighs shudder and fight to close tight over his head. She shoves her hand into her mouth, to bite perhaps, and Neji smirks because he enjoys making her like this. It's almost like how she's been tormenting him for the past week.
He pulls away to tease her, for making him an idiot for the past week and Hinata emits a frustrated cry, before her fingers press into his shoulder and closes off a chakra point. He yelps before standing, looks fiercely at Hinata who ignores him and drags her pale hand down his chest and stomach and unbuttons his pants. He watches her intently, his breath harsh in the quietness, as she places soft, teasing kisses over his chest, over all his scars, the starburst of discolored skin near his shoulder and all the while her hands are working loose his pants. He watches her and realizes that this woman, this woman who is no longer the girl he could make cry with a look, has complete control over him. She could gaze up, with those large white eyes framed by thick black lashes, and just innocently trail her tongue across her lips and Neji would be close to his completion. And he would welcome it except for the part of him that is still the proud ninja-child who would reprove his utter subjection to Hinata.
So he growls and lifts her roughly, presses himself against her, their hot skin charged with lust. Her warm fingers find his cock, any idea of control is lost now, and guides it to her. He kisses her roughly, thinks randomly that they�ll probably have bruised mouths, and slides into her in a smooth thrust. She utters a small cry before her hand is over her mouth again and she flexes her muscles around him, adjusting to the feeling.
�H-Hinata-sama�ugh.�
She�s warm and tight around him, and that small contraction nearly has him coming. He draws back slightly when she grips his shoulder, her tightness making it a slow process, before pushing hard against her again. She moans, nearly concusses herself when she throws her head back against the bookshelf.
�Fuck, Hinata-sama. Fuck.�
All Neji can do is utter profanities as he begins to thrust into her, gripping her hips tightly, his head buried against her neck, muttering into her ear. In a dim haze, he realizes he�s fucking her and it�s her breasts against him and her cunt he�s shoving himself into. He groans as she contracts around him again. Hinata�s legs are locked around him, and she�s wrapped around him like some kind of gasping starfish. Her engorged clitoris is rubbed up against him every time he thrusts deep into her, spreading flitters of pleasure through her thighs and stomach and all she can manage to do is hold onto him as he fucks her. If this had been her plan all along, she had succeeded. However, she had never expected for it to have gone so well, for her first time to be so deliciously sordid and she admits, manipulated.
In short time, Neji is hopelessly losing his rhythm and he�s beginning to just pound into her, fucking her into the bookshelf, never mind the books bruising her back.
She grips the bookshelf behind her, pushing down on him, her hitched breaths becoming a crescendo of cries.
�Neji. Neji. Neji.� She begins to whimper, arms wrapping around him, drawing him into her as she comes apart, her thighs quivering around Neji�s waist as he pumps into her one last time and actually howls when he shoots his load deep inside her. He fills her to the hilt, she�s so tight she can feel the small spasms of his cock as he releases into her and she holds onto him tighter, trying to muffle his loud groans into her shoulder.
With a shaky exhale, he drops her gently, before stumbling back into the opposite bookshelf, leaning against it and panting for breath. Hinata is still shaking, and unsteady on her feet as she gathers her robe around her. She gives a little shudder as Neji�s semen runs down her thighs and looks up to find Neji staring at his own ejaculate with a small smirk. She blushes, suddenly overcome with their stark situation. She had started something that neither of them were now willing to end.
She bends slowly to lift her panties up from the ground and throws them over to Neji who catches them with an even bigger smirk, though with his glazed eyes and relaxed features, his smirk is decidedly more of a silly satisfied grin. She wants to kiss him again but there's no time.
She grips her robes tighter around her before hurrying away without a backward glance, leaving Neji to stagger in his after-sex stupor towards his desk and hurriedly pack his things and disappear before a Hyuuga guard comes in to find the source of the loud wail. He wish he hadn't howled like that. He wished he was still inside her and as he silently passes the door of Hinata's bedroom, he fights the urge to slip inside.
Hinata is gasping for breath on the floor of her bedroom, having raced through her household, keeping out of sight. She senses the slight chakra signature of Neji behind her door and she turns, wondering if he will risk stealing into her bedroom. She stares at the door, cannot hide the fact that she waits for him, that her adrenaline is pumping from the risk of being caught, the kind of adrenaline that has been fueling all her decidedly wanton acts behind Neji.
"Another time, Hinata-sama."
And Hinata turns abruptly to the voice behind her. He isn't there but she knows he had been outside her window and she shivers with anticipation.

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LOL. What a pair of creepy stalkers.
Hinata�s been utilizing the blind spot of the Byakugan very well. (Don�t tell me how unrealistic that is.)
Obviously, characters are out of character but it�s a sex fic. They�re all going to be OOC.
I hate (and tire of) writing a shy, stuttering Hinata. I give her a bit of spine (and a ridiculous sex-drive) in this series.
Next up�is NejiHinaSasu. You�ll get your Hinata pairing sooner or later.
Oh�and I wrote it in past tense and then I wrote it in present tense. So�I�ll try and keep the tenses right and all. But ahhh fuck, I'll just fix it as I go.
xx
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The Hinata Harem	By : mippydesu Category: Naruto > General Views: 12920 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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The Hinata Harem