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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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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..."

He gave a light murmur of acknowledgement. If she was sure, if she was asking... "Maybe we... should have kept or original position after all" he did make a note for the next time. If she was above him, she would be able to just pace everything in the best way for herself.

At her insistance then, he pushed harder, grunting and panting as he felt her insides around him, squeezing his erect member. He sank his fingers onto her breasts and massaged, twisting a nipple lightly to try and distract her again.

"I don't think it'd make a difference," she gasped out, groaning under the pressure as the pain slowly started to fade beneath the hot pleasure. "I'm alright, Neji. Move."

If he wasn't going to do it himself, she'd just have to take the lead. A deep breath in anticipation, then she arched her hips, thrusting up to take him completely in. "Neji, move!"

It might have made some difference, but he was not about to argue, because when she thrusted to take in whatever he had left, she stole most of his breath.

Move. Yes, move. Just move and everything will be okay.
He had to grip the bedroll with a hand to have some sort of hold on something, and pulled out with a shaky sigh -oh now that felt good- and when he pushed into her, he met very little resisatance, going all the way forward. "Aaaah~ Tenten~" The motion ripped a moan, and the hand still at her breast dug into it a fraction more. once he couldn't go in any deeper, he started pulling out again, working a rhythm he hoped he could satisfy her with.

...then again, it was Tenten, he suspected fast would be too slow...?

Another cry burst from her lips as he slid in completely, fingernails digging into his shoulders as her head fell back. Oh, that rhythm? That was just about perfect to start with, a slower, steady pace to ease the ache, loosening her enough to accept him.

And then it was too slow, leaving her panting and whining against him, purposefully digging her nails in against his shoulders to draw him in harder, faster. "Neji... Neji, faster, please!"

Eyes widened, a torn cry from his lips as he felt her nails bite into his shoulders. It was as if she would make him bleed, but for some reason this was hardly bringing any pain. That flash of something as her nails had violently sunk in? It was pleasure. Not pain.

With her insides loosening, his progress was free from any hindrance. She hardly seemed to be satisfied by his definition of afst, as he'd suspected.

Both hands left her, gripping at the badroll for a definite hold, all but letting himself drop on her before catching himself and going back out, then starting again. Grunts and moans, even light snarls left him as he felt heat rise within and out of him, beads of sweat starting to be visible on his body.

She said faster, and he could only comply.

Edited 2013-02-26 05:17 (UTC)

There's kind of a vague thought that passed through her mind then -- it was a good thing they weren't trying this for the first time in his apartment, because she's certain her cries and demands for more would wake the neighbors. As it was, she couldn't even try to muffle her sounds, aroused, half-coherent words and gasps as she drew him in, finally finding the right rhythm to match his pace.

And then, that synchronicity? That was unbelievable, leaving her moaning beneath him, fingers threading into his hair to tug him in closer for a hard kiss as it rapidly started to edge too close to bear. All she knew was that she didn't want this feeling to stop, gods...!

Once everything fell into a perfect pace, with them moving in unison against the other, heightening each other's experience to a whole other level.

It truly -was- a good thing this wasn't his appartment, because his moaning and loud crying would have the landlord breaking down his door.

This was perfect. This felt good. So good... He wished he could be with her like this until time itself stopped. "AAaaah~ Tenten..." he cried out, arching against her, eyes misty with the purest, most carnal of pleasures.
It was then that his hair was again used as hadle, and...w ell, he didn't exactly mind when they just kissed each others' brains out.

The emotion in his eyes, whatever that was, that was almost beautiful to behold in its own way, leaving her clutching at his hair, breathing harshly through her nose to try to maintain the kiss. She couldn't last much longer though, breaking the kiss with an almost scream of an outcry as her hips stuttered against him, everything clenching at once with a tingling, rushing heat as she collapsed back against the bed, trying to ride out the sudden overwhelming rush against him.

"Neji--!!"

She was loud. Very loud.
Yet, he hardly minded. He wanted it... to hear, feel her pleasure along with his as they both danced within those unending waves of pleasure.

When her body completely clenched and he found himself locked briefly onto her insides, he found his own insides locking up ina simmilar manner... and then he too cried out as he spilled into her, voice wavering but not dropping as he rapidly rammed in and out.

This... felt like he was flying, at the peak of the highest pleasure. "Tenten!" once he stopped moving, he stared into her eyes, sweaty bodies bathed in the faint moonlight creeping into the cave.

She collapsed against the bedroll, almost boneless, just aring up at him as she tried to catch her breath. "Neji..." she murmured with a smile, a breathy, contented smile. This warmth, this feeling of being wanted... she almost felt like she could bathe in it. So that's what all this felt like, huh...?

Everything felt like it was a pleasant haze as she gazed up at him, fingers petting through his hair as she laughed quietly. "S-see?" she managed through her panting gasps, chest heaving beneath him. "It's pretty good not to be so proper, huh...?"

"P-proper?" he stammered. "A...are you kidding? Nothing-- ah.. how would.. anything like this be?" he still managed to be taken aback and -still- tried to defend himself. "I-I mean you... I.." and then he just gave up and gathered her in his arms to hold her against him as he sat still between her legs.

"...who...am I kidding" he murmured near her ear. "This felt like heaven. Proper or not... you made me feel like heaven..."

She grunted as she felt him shift within her, but wrapped her arms around him and held him in close. "A joke, Neji," she murmured against his hair, relaxing against him and closing her eyes. "But this... it was amazing. You're amazing." Uneloquent, insufficient words, maybe, but they were the best she could manage right now.

"Neji..." She tried to pull him back down with her, wanting to lay with him.

And he followed her lead, shuddering lightly as he felt his now limp member slip out of her as he settled down against her. "I never though... such feelings were possible..." he murmured against her lips before claiming them in a gentle, soft kiss.

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