[OPEN] Weapons Exercise

[bunsofsteel]

Just because she was in a strange location didn't mean she was about to take a vacation... Especially not after being beaten so thoroughly by that Neji. The thought still was enough to freeze her blood, the slightest threads of panic starting to set in before her lip firms and she gathers her Chakra in her feet, leaping straight up into the air. For today's training, at least, she'd left the scroll leaning against one of the short wooden posts simulating a human body. Instead, a long katana shimmered in the late afternoon sunlight as she twists in midair, flipping over with a harsh kiai to split the log neatly in two, then turn, weaving her way through another weapon's form, twisting and pivoting as she fought enemies only she could see. Sweat dripped from her brow, the twin buns of her hair disheveled as she panted for breath, unwilling or unable to quit as she keeps pushing herself.

First that Sasuke, then Neji. She kept finding herself forced into situations where she couldn't fight at range. If she were ever going to advance, she needed to get past her current level. They were geniuses, but -- well, if Lee had proven anything, it was that hard work really could beat a genius.

The question would be if she could ever get to that point herself.

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[bunsofsteel]

Her eyes narrow slightly as she pauses, watching his face with just the slightest amount of suspicion. "What? Just spit it out, Itachi."

[youngesthokage]

He looked back to her, face still pink. "You have a much nicer body than she does and ah... you're far bolder. It's more appealing."

[bunsofsteel]

Her entire body goes tense, expecting to hear something about how pretty or how meek and kind the Hyuuga girl was, but that -- she goes completely still, face slowly flushing a dark red as she stares at him, mouth slightly open in pure shock.

[youngesthokage]

If anything, her reaction made him flush more deeply. "I don't doubt Sasuke would have agreed with me either given, ah, the question." He moved a hand, trying to find words to try to make it better. "She's just... too much. I feel a bit guilty that that's part of why, but, well, as I said. Too much, not sleek enough. She's nice but, well, while I do like her she's very... accepting. She needs someone more ah... appreciative of that I think than I could actually offer in any case so... I'll leave her to you yes?"

[bunsofsteel]

On one level, she can't help but feel like she should be vaguely insulted, but the rest of it far outweighs anything that, for anyone else, she would say was fact. A beat, and that expression of shock slowly morphs into a smile, though her flush doesn't fade. "I'd love to," she all but purrs, leaning up so he can feel her breath against his ear.

Pulling back, she returns both arms around his neck again and asks, "Well? Is something like that...? Would you want it?"

[youngesthokage]

He shivered, looking at her through his lashes as he slid the hand still at her side around her waist. "I... think I would like that."

[bunsofsteel]

Her flush subsides a bit, until her cheeks are only flushed with pleasure as her grip tightens in his hair. Without needing further confirmation, she just lunges up for a hard kiss.

[youngesthokage]

He made a soft noise of surprise, lips parting without any hesitation as he tightened his hold around her waist, letting out a breath as his other hand slid into her hair.

[bunsofsteel]

Her lips curve into a smile, threatening to ruin the kiss, but she doesn't relent, pushing herself against him in an attempt to drive him back against the counter, fingernails scraping over his neck.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered, stumbling at the lunge, but he wasn't far, and that was enough to almost tip him back into the sink before the hand near her shoulder darted back to catch the edge of the corner with a soft noise of almost protest. Mostly surprise.

[bunsofsteel]

She only presses harder at that sound, trusting him to stop her if he really wanted her to. It was his own responsibility to keep from falling in the sink though, and she doesn't let up, continuing to run her nails over his neck as she tries kissing him the way she'd started to learn from Sasuke -- just better.

[youngesthokage]

He whined, lips parting under the assault but he didn't fight her at all, and the thought of trying to scoot them away from the sink was thoroughly put out of mind as she rubbed against him. Oh that simply wasn't fair.

[bunsofsteel]

She wasn't about to fight fair. After all, he'd said he liked her boldness, right? And she wasn't about to let him forget that about her, either, tongue darting through his parted lips in search of his own. Her nails scrape down his neck one more time before she leans back just enough to free space between their bodies, room for her hands to knead roughly at his chest even as she keeps her lower body pressed against his.

[youngesthokage]

The hand at her back tightened, fanning out as he curled his fingers to press more securely at her through the cloth. She was dizzyingly warm, and after only a beat of hesitating, he tilted his head and returned the kiss with more intensity, meeting his tongue with her own as he let his eyes flutter half shut. But he wad definitely still watching her, arching subtly against her body.

[bunsofsteel]

She lets their tongues brush together with a hum of approval before pressing in even harder, slipping her tongue past his to explore the rest of his mouth. It's infinitely easier than last time now that there's only one person to focus her attention to, and her lips curve into another smirk as she starts to slowly grind her hips against his, those same small, slow circles she'd used against Sasuke.

[youngesthokage]

His entire body gave a hard shudder at the sensation and he pressed back against her rocking, shamelessly letting her feel that she was making him hard with her attention. He didn't slack on the kiss either, sucking at her tongue with a low mewl as the fingers at her back slid down then back up again to be pressed against the skin of her back under the shirt.

[bunsofsteel]

A soft groan escapes her lips into the kiss as he presses back, grinding a little harder there before breaking the kiss with a teasing grin and trying to step back. "Weren't... you going to make me dinner?" she breathes, clearly teasing him as she squirms to escape his hold.

[youngesthokage]

He tightened his hold, breathing picked up as he whined softly at her, leaning after her to dip past her jaw to catch her ear in his teeth for a moment. "It's cooking."

[bunsofsteel]

She shivers at the attention to her ear and lets herself be tugged back in. "Not done yet?" she murmurs, returning her hands to his chest and kneading her fingers lightly against him. "How much longer~?"

[youngesthokage]

"It's rice. At least another fifteen minutes." His tone dipped into a low almost rumble and he nuzzled down to kiss her pulse, lingering. "But if you're too hungry to wait..."

He made to slide his hand from under her shirt.

[bunsofsteel]

That tone makes her shiver again, and she steps the rest of the way in, resting her hips against his as her arms trail up to drape around his neck. An eyebrow arches as she leans in, pressing her chest to him as she murmurs, "I guess I could wait..."

[youngesthokage]

"I wouldn't want to keep you from a snack in the meantime." He tilted his head, a lone fingertip running along her spine.

[bunsofsteel]

Another shiver beneath his finger, and her hands come up to tug the tie slowly free from his hair so she can run her fingers through it. "I think I can manage," she murmurs against his lips, grinding her hips against him again, slower this time. "As long as it's not too long..."

[youngesthokage]

His breath caught, and a shiver ran through him as he fanned his fingers between her shoulderblades. "It shouldn't be. Hmmm, I seem to have lost my hairband."

[bunsofsteel]

She just lets the band slip carelessly from her fingers into the sink behind him, blinking innocently at him. "Oh no, that's not good at all." Still slowly grinding her hips against his, she nuzzles up under his ear. "Maybe you should get another one."