[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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[youngesthokage]

He hummed a soft question at her, nuzzling at her skin as his hand petted up and down her spine in a lazy motion.

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't answer immediately, burying her face back in his shoulder and kissing his collarbone again to buy some time to think.

[youngesthokage]

He hummed in turn, fingers stroking down gently to her leg in a lazy pass of fingers as he drifted, pressing more kisses against her skin.

[bunsofsteel]

"Itachi..." It's half-murmur, half-hiss as she presses in against him, shivering as his touches start to awaken that warm heat within her again. Tilting her head, she nuzzles more firmly at his neck and nips down. "Tired..."

[youngesthokage]

"That's alright." It was a sultry murmur and he lightly teethed her skin, fingers tightening a little. "Relax."

[bunsofsteel]

She moans quietly, squirming just a little under his teeth as she presses another soft kiss to his throat, then nips down hard again. "I was relaxed..." A little absently, a hand comes up to rub up and down his chest, only using the slightest hint of nails.

[youngesthokage]

He hummed and tilted his head, nibbling along her collarbone. "You can still be relaxed."

[bunsofsteel]

"Not if you keep doing that." It's a murmur as she keeps her eyes closed, groaning quietly and pressing yet another kiss to his throat.

[youngesthokage]

"No?" He gave a small suck after the question and swept his fingertips firmly down her back.

[bunsofsteel]

She shivers at the suck, muscles in her back rippling under his touch and leaving her groaning again. "No!"

[youngesthokage]

"Then what would you like me to do with that non-relaxation?" He lifted his head, practically breathing the words into her ear as he trailed his hand to her hip, gently brushing over the marks from where he'd held onto her.

[bunsofsteel]

It's a hard shudder as she winces at the twinge of pain from what had to be bruises, head tilting back with a quiet, almost resigned groan before she abruptly turns her head and seizes his lips in a vindictive kiss.

[youngesthokage]

He made a half surprised noise before kissing her back, tilting his head to deepen it immediately as his fingers slid away from the marks, curling at her waist instead.

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't hold the kiss for long, breaking back with a low groan and threading her fingers through his hair in an attempt to keep him from immediately following. "Right now?" she murmurs, glancing to him.

[youngesthokage]

He blinked at her, then tipped his head into her hands as he let his eyes slide to half mast. "I was planning to feed you first."

[bunsofsteel]

"You want to wait that long?" Without looking, she trails a hand down his chest, just brushing below his belly button as she glances to him.

[youngesthokage]

He moved a bit and hummed lowly. "Not at all, but I planned to." He kissed her jaw, hands sliding to gently tug her so she was straddling him. "But... that can come after."

[bunsofsteel]

She sucks in a breath as he tugs her in and settles in against him, face flushing, though she quickly leans in to press her lips to his neck to hide it. "Impatient, aren't you?"

[youngesthokage]

"I can be very patient." He shifted around, pressing against her so she could feel that he was mostly hard again. "You just came down out of your chair."

[bunsofsteel]

She shivers again at the feel of him and rocks her hips to see how he responds, nuzzling her lips against his throat. "My mistake then, hm~?"

[youngesthokage]

"Mmm, I wouldn't call it a mistake." He hitched up against her with a groan and caught her waist with both hands.

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't shift to glance at him, though her body goes a little tense as she moves her lips to his ear, sucking lightly against the lobe. She doesn't think she can take him within her so soon after that last round, but... "Can... I try something else?" she murmurs quietly, eyes closed with embarrassment.

[youngesthokage]

He ran his fingers up her back at the question, leaning into her lips. "You're welcome to do as you please with me."

[bunsofsteel]

She only flushes harder at that, ducking her head to nose at his neck. "I've... never done it before, though." A hand trails down his chest to just lightly run over the head of his length.

[youngesthokage]

He shivered a bit and tilted his head slightly to give her more room. "It's fine if that's so." It was a murmur in turn.