Another, needier sound, a whining moan as she arched against his fingers... It hurt, being stretched, having something like this inside her, but she could handle it. It wasn't anything like the pain of training, and she knew it would be worth it. Her nails continued to drag along his skin, down his chest, across his shoulders and neck with abandon as she pushed back against his mouth and fingers, impatient. "Neji... stop teasing," she complained breathlessly, eyes half-lidded with desire.