[Naruto] NejiHina Smut Themes 31-35
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runespoorTitle: NejiHina Smut Themes 31-35
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Rating: NC-17
Summary: ninth set ofsmutty vaguely evocative drabbles.
Notes: these are unlikely to get any less bad, so there we go. :/
31. Library
There is nothing easier in the world than slipping a hand between Hinata's legs, hovering behind her so that at the tiniest twitch she will be braced against you; trailing your fingers up her inner thigh before cupping her crotch as you listen for the hitch in her breathing.
She doesn't even need to be naked.
"Neji, your teammate is waiting for you at the entrance," her father says as he enters the library.
Hinata's thighs tense under your fingers, but none of it shows in her shoulders; her head lowered toward the scroll she's studying, hidden behind her long hair, you know she's blushing.
You stay bent over her shoulder, too close to her, for a moment too long – just enough so that Hiashi knows it's unnecessary. Then you straighten up smoothly, easily avoiding touching her.
"Thank you, Hiashi-sama," you intone, without even pretending to hide your smirk.
His eyes narrow, his gaze fixed on Hinata who is, in spite of all, exuding unease. His countenance is clearly saying that he's distrustful, but his distrust is directed toward her.
You close the door on the tension in the room as you leave, mocking and smug. Hiashi is frowning, silent, and Hinata hasn't acknowledged his presence.
32. Scroll
"I am merely saying that there are many possible uses for a scroll, and if Sakura-san didn't want you to touch that one, she must have had a very good reason," Hinata said with a tiny shrug.
Neji looked at her blankly, as if his brain failed to proceed.
She smiled, tenderly.
"What is this?" she asked, designating the scroll clutched in Neji's right hand.
After a moment, he looked down to see what she was talking about, staring in incomprehension before memory dawned. "…Oh. This. An ANBU report. I'm supposed to destroy it after I read it," he recalled.
Hinata nodded. "It's perfect."
Then she stepped toward him, took the scroll from his suddenly lax grasp in one hand and his wrist in the other. "Come, I'll demonstrate."
33. Kairos (Moment of Destiny)
Neji thinks he was born three times.
The first one he can pinpoint at that exact moment when Naruto told him "you're not a drop-out" after beating him.
The second one was when he opened his eyes again at the hospital, after he'd closed them in complete serenity and acceptance of the world, bathed in the sun and ready to die.
The third time, when he makes love to Hinata for the first time.
34. Fighter
The training grounds are close to being Hinata’s second house, more than to anyone else of her generation except perhaps Lee.
With the time she spent here, and her unnumerous efforts and her more numerous failures, until she did it right, she has tamed the place over time.
Now, she could fight her way there on smelling sense alone – it’s not an empty boast, Hinata’s not one for boasting she can’t back up; she’s already beaten Kiba in such a spar, both of them blinded and deafened, with only their sense of smell and touch to rely on. It is the only place she has managed such a feat.
All this to say Hinata feels confortable there. No, more than that; she likes the place as if she belonged there.
Naturally, it ended up having consequences on her feelings toward fighting.
Hinata still doesn’t like conflict, but she’s started relishing fights, spars – battles to the death don’t even unnerve her the way they used to.
She has started feeling at home in them and this is when she realises she always has, because the Hyuuga house isn’t a gentle home and for a long time she has faltered and hesitated similarly in both situations.
And now she still feels the same in both situations, like what she is doing is dangerous and foolish and that she will manage because somehow, Hinata always is overlooked. It is a mistake enemies are potentially more clever about than the Hyuuga, because the enemies tend to die and thus do not have a chance to correct this, while the Hyuuga keep on making it.
The Hyuuga training grounds cumulate the categories of ‘home’ and ‘fight’, two reasons why Hinata should avoid them, two reasons why she doesn’t, and another one why she looks forward being there.
(Most of her spars with Neji end up with sex.
Sometimes languid and contented like a lazy consequence of hours spent doing katas together, admiring the other one’s grace, sometimes snappy and hurtful when something jammed in their training and both of them were frustrated at their own incompetency, sometimes a continuation of their fight, rolling over to be on top, Neji exasperated at her stubborness like when he was younger and Hinata, her eyes burning, refusing to let it drop, sometimes a mutual effort to get out of their clothes as though they were aflame, urgency grinding them together, feverish kisses raw with need.)
35. Tongue
She licks her lips swiftly; people think it means she's nervous, Neji thinks it's really to let him know her intentions.
She kisses with her lips open, her tongue dancing. She laps at the bite marks she marred earlier upon his skin. She nibbles on his neck, nipples and abdomen as she slowly crawls down. She sucks steadily on his shaft, applying varying pressure on the underside while he trembles and grips her shoulders. She flicks her tongue over the slit.
He hasn't yet witnessed her using her tongue to cut across one of the many Main House members that deserve it, precise like a dissecting scalpel, the soft, stinging deliberation of her words stabbing deeper than the seal the Main House designed for such an use.
He knows; he felt it once, the only one to do so.
When they’re apart, sometimes it’s that memory tinged with blood and humiliation of a duel in an arena, superimposed on the ones of when they’re together, that sends him over the edge.
Author:
runespoor7Rating: NC-17
Summary: ninth set of
Notes: these are unlikely to get any less bad, so there we go. :/
31. Library
There is nothing easier in the world than slipping a hand between Hinata's legs, hovering behind her so that at the tiniest twitch she will be braced against you; trailing your fingers up her inner thigh before cupping her crotch as you listen for the hitch in her breathing.
She doesn't even need to be naked.
"Neji, your teammate is waiting for you at the entrance," her father says as he enters the library.
Hinata's thighs tense under your fingers, but none of it shows in her shoulders; her head lowered toward the scroll she's studying, hidden behind her long hair, you know she's blushing.
You stay bent over her shoulder, too close to her, for a moment too long – just enough so that Hiashi knows it's unnecessary. Then you straighten up smoothly, easily avoiding touching her.
"Thank you, Hiashi-sama," you intone, without even pretending to hide your smirk.
His eyes narrow, his gaze fixed on Hinata who is, in spite of all, exuding unease. His countenance is clearly saying that he's distrustful, but his distrust is directed toward her.
You close the door on the tension in the room as you leave, mocking and smug. Hiashi is frowning, silent, and Hinata hasn't acknowledged his presence.
32. Scroll
"I am merely saying that there are many possible uses for a scroll, and if Sakura-san didn't want you to touch that one, she must have had a very good reason," Hinata said with a tiny shrug.
Neji looked at her blankly, as if his brain failed to proceed.
She smiled, tenderly.
"What is this?" she asked, designating the scroll clutched in Neji's right hand.
After a moment, he looked down to see what she was talking about, staring in incomprehension before memory dawned. "…Oh. This. An ANBU report. I'm supposed to destroy it after I read it," he recalled.
Hinata nodded. "It's perfect."
Then she stepped toward him, took the scroll from his suddenly lax grasp in one hand and his wrist in the other. "Come, I'll demonstrate."
33. Kairos (Moment of Destiny)
Neji thinks he was born three times.
The first one he can pinpoint at that exact moment when Naruto told him "you're not a drop-out" after beating him.
The second one was when he opened his eyes again at the hospital, after he'd closed them in complete serenity and acceptance of the world, bathed in the sun and ready to die.
The third time, when he makes love to Hinata for the first time.
34. Fighter
The training grounds are close to being Hinata’s second house, more than to anyone else of her generation except perhaps Lee.
With the time she spent here, and her unnumerous efforts and her more numerous failures, until she did it right, she has tamed the place over time.
Now, she could fight her way there on smelling sense alone – it’s not an empty boast, Hinata’s not one for boasting she can’t back up; she’s already beaten Kiba in such a spar, both of them blinded and deafened, with only their sense of smell and touch to rely on. It is the only place she has managed such a feat.
All this to say Hinata feels confortable there. No, more than that; she likes the place as if she belonged there.
Naturally, it ended up having consequences on her feelings toward fighting.
Hinata still doesn’t like conflict, but she’s started relishing fights, spars – battles to the death don’t even unnerve her the way they used to.
She has started feeling at home in them and this is when she realises she always has, because the Hyuuga house isn’t a gentle home and for a long time she has faltered and hesitated similarly in both situations.
And now she still feels the same in both situations, like what she is doing is dangerous and foolish and that she will manage because somehow, Hinata always is overlooked. It is a mistake enemies are potentially more clever about than the Hyuuga, because the enemies tend to die and thus do not have a chance to correct this, while the Hyuuga keep on making it.
The Hyuuga training grounds cumulate the categories of ‘home’ and ‘fight’, two reasons why Hinata should avoid them, two reasons why she doesn’t, and another one why she looks forward being there.
(Most of her spars with Neji end up with sex.
Sometimes languid and contented like a lazy consequence of hours spent doing katas together, admiring the other one’s grace, sometimes snappy and hurtful when something jammed in their training and both of them were frustrated at their own incompetency, sometimes a continuation of their fight, rolling over to be on top, Neji exasperated at her stubborness like when he was younger and Hinata, her eyes burning, refusing to let it drop, sometimes a mutual effort to get out of their clothes as though they were aflame, urgency grinding them together, feverish kisses raw with need.)
35. Tongue
She licks her lips swiftly; people think it means she's nervous, Neji thinks it's really to let him know her intentions.
She kisses with her lips open, her tongue dancing. She laps at the bite marks she marred earlier upon his skin. She nibbles on his neck, nipples and abdomen as she slowly crawls down. She sucks steadily on his shaft, applying varying pressure on the underside while he trembles and grips her shoulders. She flicks her tongue over the slit.
He hasn't yet witnessed her using her tongue to cut across one of the many Main House members that deserve it, precise like a dissecting scalpel, the soft, stinging deliberation of her words stabbing deeper than the seal the Main House designed for such an use.
He knows; he felt it once, the only one to do so.
When they’re apart, sometimes it’s that memory tinged with blood and humiliation of a duel in an arena, superimposed on the ones of when they’re together, that sends him over the edge.
