one_long_mission | [OPEN] Riku no Sato? Away we go?

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[OPEN] Riku no Sato? Away we go?

Today felt like a magnificent day.

No, really, when ever had he started thinking like this? He felt so much lighter since that day, even with the knowledge of the future being as ludicrous as it was. He had, after all, another knowledge to counterbalance it.
After breakfast was an affair that was taken care of -oh, and he would need to buy bread once he got back home- he washed the plate and teacup he used and left them to dry before putting on his boots, coat and giving a light snicker as he wound and then tied his scarf, a few memories drifting by him.

And so, he went out of the now-still appartment, taking out the frowning dragon keychain and looking at it fondly for just a half-second before locking the door, pocketing the key and... nearly geting some sort of breacelet dropped on his head.

There was a blink as the trinket was kept from hitting the ground, a practiced hand swiftly picking it up in mid-air as he glanced up... and then his eyes widened in shock. So many birds, so many vivid colors. He couldn't help but stare, briefly mesmerized by the scene.
Then, there was the missive with the bracelet, which he unfloded to read... and the white eyes narrowed.

It was quite enticing, but also.... quite suspicious. The Hokage should already be aware of this, but in case he was not, and because he wished advice on what to do, there was nothing better but to ask him his advice, if he had any orders.
He picked up one more of the similar notes along with a seashell on his way to where Tenten had pointed him to the Hokage's dwelling.

((OOC: yea, anyone can meet him otw there~ flee!!))

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Whatever he had done earlier had been outclassed by this, as he had expected. He started sucking on the hardening nub while his free hand gave the opposite nipple some attention. His other hand still was in motion, thumb stroking the side of her palm in a gesture far too innocent compared to what he was doing with that mouth.

Her fingers tugged at his hair, keeping his lips there as she panted and moaned, arching against his mouth in search of more. One of her legs wrapped around his hips as she arched further. "N-Neji...!" Her hand finally released from his hair, fingernails all but clawing at the back of his neck and shoulders.

He would sometimes release her just a few seconds to claim air, but it would be nothing more than a heartbeat before he claimed the hardened bud again, sucking and gently nipping at it. Very, very gently, just enough so it could trigger the wildest excitements. not only was he not keen on leaving a mark, there was also the whole issue about injururies.

Speaking of injuries, her fingernails digging brought shudders along his spine along with a light purr.

That purr vibrated across the wet, warm skin, leaving her moaning again. It was enough, but that gentleness just felt like a tease, driving her crazy. "Neji, more, please!" she gasped, breath coming in harsh whines through her lips as she clutched at him tighter, that leg wrapping more tightly around him and drawing her hip flush against his with another gasping moan.

As she pressed herself closer to him, their whole bodies just a tangle of needy limbs, he let out a choked gasp. Something felt nice and warm and--- and it felt he shouldn't focus too much on it. She had asked for more, but he felt he was iving all he hal already. Regardless, his fingers pressed more insistantly, and his teeth gave harsher nips, even pulling a little at her hardered nub.
Those sounds she made, the plea? It all felt like a much heightened experience.

There, though harsh nips dragging harsher pants from her, every other breath a whining moan. There wasn't much more she could take of this, but she wanted to do something for him... Roughly bucking her hips, she tried to flip them over to her more familiar position to pin him beneath her. "My turn," she growled, face flushed as she tried to catch her breath.

The way she turned the tables on him? It would never stop shocking him. How quickly he felt teh shift, the ground beneath the bedroll.. felt -her- and really only HER touch, heard only her voice.

He too was now breathless, white eyes locked into hers, her earlier plea still echoing in his ears.

As soon as she caught her breath, she lunged down, lips on that sensitive spot to lick and bite, her hands skating down his chest, nails grazing his skin before latching onto his own nipples. Probably not the same as hers, but--! Thumbs brushed over those nubs as she intentionally moved her lips up, licking along his pulse before nipping again, just lightly as her hips sank down atop his to pin him more securely.

Oh, how quickly she made his blood rush to his head in a splendid way. Or was it -away- from it and down? ...he wasn't sure anymore, especially when her hips grinded against his.

Everything pulled out cries and moans and whimpers from him as he whrited under her. There were incoherent beginings or middles or ends of random words. There was definitely blood just rushing everywhere. Thinking when -she- was on top of him like this? Impossible.

Her breath came in pleased pants against his skin as she ground down against him again, acting more on instinct than conscious design. "Neji..." she managed through another moan, her eyes falling half-lidded from the sheer overwhelming heat that seemed as though it were consuming her whole body. It was his voice more than anything that drove her further, finally pulling back from his neck to start trailing kisses down his chest before tentatively running her tongue over a nipple to test his reaction.

His own cries were reverbating faintly in the cave, and the more heat he felt, the more he struggled. This was good, too good. He knew just what a normal physical reaction would be and hoped he could make himself believe this was not it, beacuse if she kept grinding her hips into him like this, she was going to notice.

There were broken yelps and moans as her tngue slowly trailed down. No, really, how much more could he feel from her every touch?

Those sounds of his were perfect, amazing, sending hot flushes through her body and encouraging that grind again, another gasp falling from her lips. As amazing as it was to hear him, she gazed down at him and seized his lips for a hard kiss, both hands trailing up his sides to his throat, then back into his hair to tug at them. "Neji, don't just lay there," she growled as an order against his lips, fingers twining into his hair.

Since she just stated she did not want him to just lay there, he was suddenly wrapping an arm around her to still her hips so she would stop -shifting- or else it would drive him beyond madness, and then that would just be very bad.

With her hips secured, another hand claimed a breast, just as before, fondling it as he gave his own light moans, not quite certain he even disliked her earlier threat, or her pulling at his hair, strangely.

She whined at the sudden stop to the movement of her hips, the lack of friction not something she noted immediately as she arched above him, pressing forward into that touch. "Neji..." Another, softer moan, the different touches more calming than before, though each squeeze to her breast still made her want to squirm. Fingers stayed in his hair, stroking against his neck again as she let out a throaty moan.

The lack of friction was -exactly- what he was aiming for, and he was glad to note it. He was still panting, chest heaving as he searched for air even as his mouth claimed her ear, moans echoing hers.

He let out a definitely lust-laced cry as she touched his neck again. The attention given to her breasts did not fade, and even increased as his thumb pressed and pinched, palm massaging the mound.

The attention to her ear left her gasping, hips straining against his touch as that calming feeling started to fade in the wake of her instinctual need to move. That attention to her ear and her breast was enough to keep her from registering much of anything else, her fingernails digging into his neck in a harsher graze. "Neji... Neji..." Another cry, her eyes squeezing shut at the constant touches, almost frightening in how intense everything felt.

He was panting against her ear inbetween nips and licks and harsh tugs, feeling decidedly warmer and warmer within, head reeling with pleasure, letting out nothing less than a howl as her nails dug onto his skin. "Aaah~ yes" He felt so intensely burning and alive... she was feeling it too, wasn't she? She had to, for sure.

Eventually, he slipped his arm looser from her waist, a hand resting near her hips...

She shivered, the touch near her hip promising something delicious, something almost, almost irresistibly good. "I... I don't want to stop," she managed through gasping breaths, gazing down at him as her fingers brushed over his neck, then down his chest to rest there.

Fingers dug lightly onto those hips, breath catching in his throat. She didn't want to stop, and... neither did he.

"...Tenten..." he could feel her fingers against his skin, those delicate digits sliding against his skin. "...aah.... What am I feeling?" white eyes stared at her browns. He was probably feeling the exact same thing she did. "Is this right? It... can't be wrong. It can't... not when it feels this good!" he choked.

She flushed at the question, not sure how to answer any of it. Was it wrong? It seemed almost like he was protesting too much, but... "We don't... we don't have to, you know," she murmured, fingers just railing slowly up and down his chest as she kept her eyes on his. "Mikoto-san..." Wait, did she have to talk about that? She didn't want to, it was too embarrassing!

He was not protesting too much. In fact, he was trying to convince himself to stop, beacuse his fingers wouldn't, still all over here breasts. "We don't have to, but... we both want more" and there was only one way. Her body had to be feeling like his.

Although, wait what? "...what of Mikoto-san?" that was just odd, stuck in there. "What did she do?" he asked.

Every nerve felt like it was tingling and raw under his touch, robbing her of her focus as much as she tried to keep it together. She only flushed darker at his question, swallowing hard and finally looking away from his eyes with embarrassment. "Mikoto-san insisted that I... go on medication so I wouldn't... you know. So we wouldn't have to worry."

Don't make her say it, Neji!

"..she.. how did she know?" he asked, eyes wide, body giving out a great shudder.
The fact their relationship was -that- new and the apparent insistance of that older woman to have her undertake that medication, well, he was unsure if -he- was the issue, or if this -was- truly something that did happen that fast when two people got together as they did. Either wasy, it looked somewhat normal now.

"S-so...this means we are...safe?" well, if that wasn't an incentive to go all the way...
the hand at her hips slipped under her waistband halfway, fingers rubbing the skin lower and lower. "...something about convenient timelines come to mind, except now the convenience is ours."

"I don't know, she must have seen us after we came back, after... you know." The being-trapped-outside-the-genjutsu thing. "I think she wanted it as a just in case thing, even though I told her we weren't..." A hard swallow and a nod as she realized that she was about to prove herself a liar... but it didn't matter, not like this, not with Neji. How perceptive was the older woman, anyway?

"Y-yeah," she confirmed after a beat of a pause, exhaling a breathy sigh as she felt his hand dip beneath her waistband, shivering at the new touch. "I guess... it's a good thing she was so insistent, huh?"

"She... does posess amazing foresight" he agreed, breathing the words against her lips before claiming them in a heated kiss, a hand coursing up and down a spine, trying to still his thoughts about what they had agreed to do.

He was not hesitating the least. Their feelings -were- clear, and they both did wish for more. He knew the basics, because A into B, but how to exactly go about it, he may have to do some guesswork. "Tenten..." he murmured as he broke the lengthy kiss, fingers shifting upon her lower waist's skin.

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