[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]

Oh she heard that noise. More than familiar enough with what that sound meant, she immediately increases the pressure again, even before his lips touch hers. Her kiss is far less hurried than his, but no less passionate, sucking at his tongue as her free hand trails to hold his cheek and keep him pressed to her -- though in spite of herself, the smallest whimpering moan flutters free with the attention from his hands, her body reflexively pressing closer.

[youngesthokage]

He whined, feeling her movement over him and he slid one hand down to her backside, kneading the firm skin there as the other ran up her back, while he explored her mouth.

[bunsofsteel]

She squirms and moans, her hand pausing its motions before she can focus to resume again, swiping her thumb firmly over the head as she keeps up those firm strokes, everything now and then increasing the pressure to a hard squeeze.

[youngesthokage]

He whined at the tease of the change of pressure, getting more needfully into the kiss as he ground up against her fingers.

[bunsofsteel]

She's starting to regret this experiment as she continues to put more and more force behind it, panting for breath through her nose as she presses the kiss harder. Her arms are starting to burn a little from the exertion, so she just presses harder, trying to bring him to completion before she runs out of energy.

[youngesthokage]

It simply wasn't enough. Breaking off the kiss to pant roughly, he moved his hands to guide her and rolled them so her back was against the floor before crawling down her body, barely giving her enough time to register his intent as he kissed just over her groin.

[bunsofsteel]

"Itach--!" She lets out a shuddering gasp and immediately lifts herself up on her elbows, trying to get away from the coolness of the floor as she stares down at him, reaching to thread one hand through his hair as she flushes a deep red. "What're you--?!"

[youngesthokage]

He nuzzled her skin, peering up at her through his hair, eyes spinning crimson and wildly aroused, but her hands just weren't doing it, and he kissed his way down to ply her with attention instead without answering. He hadn't really gotten to do it before and he wanted to. Because clearly he'd been unfairly tiring her further.

[bunsofsteel]

She starts to gasp out his name again when he starts moving lower, but the rest of the syllables get lost somewhere in her throat as she lets out a keening whine, hips bucking up into his mouth.

[youngesthokage]

He promptly slid his hands down, one pressing on her belly as the other pressed along the inside of a thigh to further part her legs, carefully tracing with his tongue as he explored the somewhat new territory.

[bunsofsteel]

The muscles in her belly twitch and tighten under his hand as she sucks in another harsh breath, little panting mewls falling from her lips at the completely new sensation, that warmth from earlier blossoming into a full-on aroused heat as she gasps. "Itac-- Itachi, I wanted to--!"

[youngesthokage]

He hummed an inquiry at her, giving another lingering lick before pulling back enough to look up her body, pausing to give her a moment to answer.

[bunsofsteel]

Another harsh moan as she tensed under the lick, fingers tightening in his hair. "I wanted..." She has to swallow hard to catch her breath and speak before, a little more quietly, she murmurs, "I wanted to do something for you..."

[youngesthokage]

He dipped his head to nuzzle at her folds rather shamelessly, giving another lick before venturing to talk. "This isn't for me?"

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't have time to come up with an answer, face contorted in pure confusion before he licks again, leaving her shuddering and clutching his hair more tightly, tugging lightly to encourage him to continue as her eyes fall shut.

[youngesthokage]

Satisfied, he complied to her wishes, testing out the option of sucking, fairly sure that after his overly ambitious intercourse with her she'd be too tender to even -try- teeth. But that didn't make him any less curiously thorough, hands kneading her skin, the one on her thigh wandering up and down as he worked at her.

[bunsofsteel]

Another high-pitched, uncontrollable keen escapes her lips as she shudders hard against his mouth. A little absurdly, she has to wonder what she tastes like, but that thought is quickly banished along with anything else she might have tried to think of as her back arches. Her muscles tightening further in that building pool of warmth, she can only manage little gasping whines as she just tries to breathe.

[youngesthokage]

He didn't move away immediately even when her release was rather plainly obvious, instead easing back with a few more lingering licks before running a hand over his face and leaning down to start kissing his way back up her body.

[bunsofsteel]

Her legs are shaking from the force of her release, knees slipping down until she's lying flat against the floor and sucking in wet, gasping breaths. She hadn't meant to reach that point quite so soon, but it had all been too much to too sensitive a spot right now that she can barely manage to lift her arms, feeling warm and heavy. "Itachi..." she murmurs, gazing at him through half-lidded eyes and beckoning him up. "Please... tell me what I can do for you..."

[youngesthokage]

He continued his lazy crawl up her body and nosed at her neck with a low noise of pleasure as he breathed in her scent. "You're exhausted, aren't you?"

[bunsofsteel]

She just lets out a small, dissatisfied noise at the implication that she's weak and buries her hands in his hair, trying to tug him up closer. "I'm fine, just... Itachi-sama, please, I want to do something to make you feel good too..."

[youngesthokage]

He let himself be pulled, making an appreciative noise. "But I liked that."

[bunsofsteel]

She groans and wraps her legs around his waist, gazing up at him before deliberately trailing her gaze downward, quirking a tired eyebrow. "And about that?"

[youngesthokage]

He made a little noise and flicked his gaze to himself before looking back to her and leaning in to mouth along her jaw. "I made you sore. It will wait. And you're hungry, yes?"

[bunsofsteel]

She hums quietly and tilts her head in reflex before shaking her head, pushing lightly with her hips and lifting herself up on one arm, trying to roll him over. "No, now, Itachi."