3 Chapter 3: Horny as hell! (R-18+)
Clean and relaxed, he strode naked into his bedroom, towel draped over his short wet locks and slinging excess water from his wrapped arm.
The bandages were coated in some kind of concoction Tsunade created that repelled water, dirt and a slew of other substances that would otherwise require him to change the bindings more often than was convenient.
The wrappings around his hand were thin and breathable, allowing him to register sensation, not as well as his left hand, but still pretty damn close. Most of the time he didn't even notice they were on his arm.
He threw on a pair of sweats and a gray t-shirt and headed back into the living room. The aroma from the kitchen had his mouth watering.
He wandered into the room and looked over her shoulder, deliberately placing his lips near her ear.
"Something smells good." he commented.
He grinned at the shiver that ran through her body. Right against the shell of her ear was a particularly sensitive spot that never failed to send goosebumps over her delicate skin.
"Na-Naruto-kun!" she squeaked.
"I'm gonna get the movie ready." he said, moving to his modest living room.
"O-okay, dinner will be ready by then."
A few minutes later, the young couple was settled on the couch, eating a delicious meal and engrossed in the action packed dramedy.
Halfway through the movie, they finished their meal, set the dishes on the beat up coffee table and cuddled up to finish the film.
Hinata curled up in the warm hollow of his right oblique, her fingers tracing gentle patterns over his left pectoral muscle.
Naruto wrapped his arm around her, absently trailing his fingers over the soft cotton encasing her curved shoulder.
Ten minutes later his wandering appendage had moved to the generous swell of her hip and his mind was no longer on the movie that was nearing its end.
His fingers traced the tempting curve until he felt the faint outline of her panties through the pleated cotton of her dress. Her dark head shifted, chin lifting to catch his eyes.
"N-Naruto-kun?" she questioned, her cheeks red at the intimate touch.
Over the last week he'd introduced her to more than the sweet kisses she was used to. Her first experience of his tongue in her mouth had left her dazed, crimson faced and him more than ready to stick something else between her lips.
He'd increased his touches from brief caresses to longer brushes against more personal areas. This was probably the most blatant he had ever been with her.
He leaned down, shushing her with his lips.
He ravaged her mouth, tongue slipping over her hesitant one. He pulled her up and across his lap, her plump bottom settling in the crevice of his groin. Heat pooled in his lower abdomen.
With more than three months of just his hand to ease his lust, it didn't take much to stoke his libido. His hand crept to the hem of her dress, eager fingers tugging upwards.
Blood pounded through his veins as the soft material bunched over her hip, up her waist, exposing a sliver of pale white skin.
She released a small breath against his mouth as his fingers smoothed over the cushiony flesh of her belly and into the stretchy material of her leggings.
Aroused, he sucked hard at her lips, hand making a beeline for the silken cloth covering her most private asset. She made a sound against his lips, her hand moving to cover his own.
The touch cleared some of the haze from his mind and he paused, eyes opening to look down at her.
Neither of them moved.
Lilac eyes met his own questioning blue orbs. Disappointment bloomed as she looked away, blushing furiously, only to be banished a moment later when the small hand wrapped around his own moved, slowly pushing his hand deeper into her pants.
Lust exploded in his brain as she pressed his hand underneath her panties. Bare flesh met his questing digits, a surprise to him.
He hadn't expected her to do something as intimate as waxing that part of her body.
Seconds later, his eyes widened when his fingers slipped between the lips of her pussy.
He looked down at her burning face. He was sure she knew he was looking at her but she absolutely refused to meet his gaze. He moved his fingers, verifying what he felt.
Drenched.
She was absolutely soaked.
His shy little girlfriend was horny as hell.
His balls felt tight, blood rushing to his cock. He felt dizzy and turned on. He leaned down to her turned away face and pressed his lips to the curve of her neck, tongue laving her soft skin.
"You're really wet, 'ttebayo." he murmured below her ear, his voice rough even to his own ears.
Her body shivered, goosebumps peppering her flesh.
"Does this mean you're ready, baby?"
She was avoiding his gaze again, but her small nod was undeniable. He inhaled sharply at the confirmation.
Knowing how shy she was, how restrictive her upbringing, he'd prepared himself to wait at least six months before getting anywhere near anything more than some heavy petting, maybe coaxing her to spread her thighs and let him give her a french kiss that would blow her mind if he got lucky enough to catch her when she was feeling brave.
This was more than he had ever hoped to expect this early.
Still…
He took a steadying breath and opened his mouth to form words his dick hated him for.
"Hinata…you don't have to force yourself if you're not ready. I can wait as long as it takes. You know I care about you a lot, more than any girl I've been with and I know how you feel about me and I…I just want to make sure you're willing to go this far for the right reason, I don't want you to regret this, or be ashamed after. I don't want to do anything that would hurt you." he told her honestly.
And he meant it.
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