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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She twined her fingers with his without hesitation, stroking her own thumb over his knuckles as she stayed in close enough for her breath to tickle his lips. If they were going to do this... she'd be okay.

"W-well... kunoichi training covers basic seduction and stuff like that, but..." But she was too young for any of the more advanced classes, leaving her flushing again as she shifted to center herself over his hips and only lightly press down. "But it seems kind of easy, when it comes down to it, I think..."

"Y-yeah.... we can just..." he gave a nod, white eyes trailing to hers, softening as she mimicked his own gesture, feeling her thumb upon his knuckles.

He gave a nod. It seems they would at least both somewhat fumble through. "This time..." he brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "...tell me if I'm doing anything tjhat is unpleasant" he requested.

"You know I will," she promised, leaning in to nuzzle her lips against his cheek, trying to gather her resolve. But she wanted it, she was being safe about it, it was with Neji... yeah, it'd be fine. "And you say the same thing to me, if I'm going too fast or something..."

She finally dragged her hands down, thumbs stroking over the bones of his hips before just dipping below his waistband with a hesitant smile.

He reached out to run a thumb across her cheek, taking a deep breath. "You? Going too fast? Nonsense. When do you ever?" he mused. "...although that does apply to the both of us." However, they had established that no matter how fast they were taking this on, their bodies -were- demanding it.

It would be all right.
It was Tenten... It was Tenten right here, against him, his fingers tracing her side, her hips...
He kissed her hesitant smile away, claiming her lips with his own as he slowly relieved her of her last few articles of clothing, never failing to stroke her legs the lower he pushed it down.

"Shut up," she retorted breathlessly before letting him claim the kiss, lifting her hips in response to his touch. It was a little awkward to shuffle out of her pants, one leg, then the other, her panties getting trapped briefly somewhere around her knees before they were finally gone. The slowness was all but agonizing, leaving her panting through her nose into the kiss as she tried to keep it up.

Then she broke it to glanced down, her own fingers hooking into his waistband before undoing his fly and working to remove the rest of his clothes, too. Vulnerable, ever so vulnerable against him here, but she couldn't help but glance down to the now-bared skin, fingers trailing against his hip.

He claimed a deep, shaky breath, letting out a light, broken whimper as he felt himself -and most importantly his not quite flaccid member- freed from clothing. The flush on his cheeks only grew when her eyes travelled down, and his somehow did the same.

He tore his eyes away to nip at an ear as his hand moved up to her hips, mirroring her own fingers' touch against his before slipping to her inner thigh.

Another, harder shiver than any of the others as his touch crept inward, the warmth sending a hot tingle through her whole body and leaving her breathless with anticipation. She could... yeah, she could do this.

Her own fingers slid inward, against his inner thigh, to just lightly sweep the back of her nails against the sensitive skin. "How... how do we want to do this...?"

There was a breathless moan, and his body arched into her touch, white eyes slipping half-closed as his own fingers ventured towards her more supple skin.

There was a pause as she asked. A short pondering, and he let out a light hum. "This may work best if we... reverse positions, no?"

The speed of her breathing increased as he edged in closer, eyes starting to fall closed under his touch. That pause left her groaning again, nails digging into his skin a little, before nodding. "Y-yeah, okay. ...This time, anyway." She couldn't help but project a little confidence, even if she wasn't quite feeling it. Shifting, she moved to roll over onto her back, settling onto the bedroll.

He let out a light half-hiss and half-moan as her nails dug in.
This time? He thought it may be more comfortable, although he could imagine she wouldn't have trouble doing-- oh gods.

Once they had settled into their new positions, he wasted no time in claiming a nipple between his lips and sucking, his hand finally tracing the perimeter of her genitals before one finger ventured to its opening, massaging around it as if mapping out everything before even thinking of moving in.

She shifted and squirmed with the anticipation of it, her hands finding purchase in the bedroll... and then his lips took her breast again, eyes widening as she arched against him. That alone left her gasping, one hand coming free to twine into his hair, but then his hand...

She moaned, low and needy at the sharp heat that flooded through her, bending a knee to spread her legs and give him a better angle, shaking a little with the sheer sensation of it all. "N-Neji..."

He didn't stop, and even increased the attention to her hard nipple, sucking at it as if he wished to be given something to drink. Even as he worked on further stimulating her, that finger finally reached her opening, and as much as he knew she wished for him to go faster, he would not.

There was the lightest of purrs from him as his index gently pushed down onto her opening, the whole finger stroking in what may appear teasingly slow but was merely careful preparation.

"A-aaah!" She arched further, feet scrambling for purchase against the bedroll as her fingers gripped his hair, nails starting to dig into the back of his neck. The attention to her nipple combined with the unfamiliar feeling of something starting to slide inside her was driving her crazy, slowly eroding what she had left of her control. And if this felt this good, how good would the rest of it feel?

"Neji... Neji--!"

He almost bit her, actually having to pull away a fraction to grit his teeth and hiss out as her nails sank onto him. He'd briefly closed his eyes and once he opened then again, everything seeming strangely but pleasantly blurry for a few seconds.

The way she cried out his name... He felt heat roll in more, panting lightly as he pushed his finger inside slowly, slowly, and once it could in no further wiggled it around. it was strange to feel the organs inside, but not unpleasant at all.

"Neji!" She writhed beneath him, panting hard as she stared up at him. Forcing her hand on the blankets to unclench, she brought both up into his hair, arching her hips beneath him in search of more, greater pressure.

But she wasn't so far gone not to reciprocate something, her nails digging into the back of his neck and then trailing around, to that spot she'd marked oh-so-clearly earlier, pressing in with her nails and dragging along the sensitive skin.

He moaned into her breast, having reclaimed it as she started on his neck again. Feeling her push against him left him briefly pondering if there was any in-between, and he decided to work a second digit in after trying to loosen the ring of skin to admit it in.

He dislodged his lips from her breast after a while to look over to her, guessing this was the right way but still wishing to have confirmation.

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.

Teasing... She called that teasing.

No, teasing what was her nails were doing to him. By the gods did he like it, and sometimes found himself wishing they bit more into him.

He stopped teasing as requested, fingers leaving her. He had to claim a few breaths to settle himself before maneuvering his erectio's tip where his fingers had entered previously. It took a harder push, almost violent, but once he was in? That sound he made as her insides pushed against him with their welcoming warmth was unlike anything he ever had heard out of himself before. He wasn't sure if it was a moan, cry, shout, whimper or everything rolled into one, but it sounded somewhat discordant.

It hardly mattered, because it came again when he pressed in and felt more of her. Unable to even suck at her nipples as he did earlier, hands had taken over to fondle her, fingers sinking into her mounds.

Another unbidden whine as his fingers left, feeling strangely cold bereft without them there. There wasn't time for more than just a brief moment of nervousness, a quick spark of second thoughts as he pulled back -- but then she felt him brushing against her, grip tightening.

A scream as he pressed in so quickly, almost feeling as though something tore as her fingernails scrabbled for purchase against his neck and shoulders, trying to just hold on and breathe. It hurt in a completely different way than she was used to, leaving her panting and gasping, unable to respond or figure out how to move.

It was all that she could do not to call it off entirely, tell him to stop... it'd be fine, she could handle it, it'd be worth it...

As if he could read her mind, he did pause, white eyes wide, focussed entirely on her as his body shuddered. He -had- lost control, hadn't he? Did he feel... something rip?

"...Tenten...?" Ever-expressionless eyes could show nothing, but his tone was filled with bottomless concern. Had he really -hurt- her? She she truly be so stiff?

"I'm okay! I'm okay!" She kept her grip on his shoulders as she tried to breathe, sucking in air and trying to calm down. "I'm... I'm okay. Just... go slow until I say otherwise, okay?"

A hand freed itself from the by-now-tangled mess of his hair to rub quickly over her eyes before she leaned up, wanting a kiss for reassurance.

Yes, his hair would very much be a mess by the time they were done, would it not? It was quite far, far in his mind.

He was terrified at the thought he might have done something wrong, nodding shakily at her plea. "Yes. I... I will."
He immediately put his arms around her to support her, unmoving as he kissed her. "...I..apologize" he murmured, carefully setting her down, following along with her, intending to move slower now, despite his body's urges.

She held the kiss as long as she could, hands holding on tightly as her fingers stroked against his skin. She was adjusting, she could handle it... At the apology, she only huffed a pained laugh and shook her head. "Don't apologize, I... I got this."

As if to reassure him herself, she let both hands fall to the blankets to hold on, arching her hips up against him in encouragement.

He sucked in a breath as her hisp drove forward. She was telling him to go forth, but how fair was it that he was the only one feeling anything pleasurable? She was in pain and trying to hold on...
Was it supposed to be like this? Was he doing something wrong?

It would likely only be found afterwards either way, since they -were- going through with this. There was a flash of pained expression for her sake as light gasps escaped him as he pushed in more and more, stopping at intervals so her body could adjust.
meanwhile he was stroking her breasts again, hoping that some pleasure could take away a chunk of pain...

Her fingers scrabbled for a tight hold in the blankets as she let out a groan of not entirely pain, continuing to arch against him to try to draw him in deeper. The touch to her breasts sparked a sharp, pleasured gasp, a moan of, "Yes..." escaping unbidden from her lips as her eyes fell closed.

It was starting to fade, the pain, leaving her squirming with some impatience. If he moved, it would go away faster, right? "Neji... Neji I'm okay, Neji, c'mon..."

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