[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 whined, breath catching sharply before he squirmed under her hands, one of his sliding to her hair, tangling in the strands after trailing down so he could grip without yanking.

[bunsofsteel]

She glances up at the tug, but since it clearly doesn't seem like he wants her to stop or that she's doing something wrong, she continues, digging her nails lightly into his hips and sucking harder, then tries to carefully move her head up back back down, only a few centimeters as she tries to adjust to the feeling.

[youngesthokage]

He arched more sharply and keened, twisting his hand as his breathing turned to pants. He was already highly turned on from her earlier ministrations, and it more than showed in the way his body practically vibrated under the attention.

[bunsofsteel]

It was arousing for her to have him reacting like this beneath her, and if her mouth wasn't otherwise occupied, she'd be smirking. Instead, she shifts a leg in to pin it against his, freeing one hand to grasp him near the base as she lowers her head further, taking him in as far as she can before sucking and pulling back, following the motion of her lips with a firm stroke of her hand.

[youngesthokage]

He whined, straining under her pin as he tried to follow the movement, and let his head tip back against the floor. The hand that had been pressing against the tile slid to the back of her neck, kneading restlessly as he resisted the urge to grab.

[bunsofsteel]

She keeps her hand where it is, but pulls her mouth from him with a soft gasp for breath, turning her head to brush her lips over his wrist and smirk down at him. "Tell me what you want, Itachi-sama," she almost purrs, teeth grazing against the sensitive flesh of his wrist before she lowers her head again without hesitation, closing her lips around him to suck hard.

[youngesthokage]

He practically stopped breathing for a moment, back bowing as much as her hold on him would allow before he shuddered, words well beyond him as a flurry of whimpers escaped him as he finally took in air again. He wasn't at release, not quite yet, but that pulled him so much closer.

[bunsofsteel]

...Well, that wasn't quite what she meant by telling her, but the meaning was clear enough. Again she takes him in as deep as she can, sucking him like she would a piece of candy as her hand works at those spots that had made him let out the loudest sounds. Her other hand stays at his hip, not about to let him go as her nails bite into the tender skin before scraping downward, using her other leg to pin him to let her hand gently trail fingernails over the soft flesh behind his arousal.

[youngesthokage]

His entire body trembled under her as he arched and squirmed hands tightening on her as the press of her nails in that incredibly sensitive spot brought him right to the edge. But it was just shy of enough, and he gave her his neediest entreaty of a noise, unable to find anything that resembled words.

[bunsofsteel]

She doesn't let up, continuing the same motions as before, even as she opens her eyes to glance at him though half-lidded eyes. Letting out a soft, questioning sound, she sucks again, harder this time as she fingers that soft flesh.

[youngesthokage]

That was enough, getting a loud keen out of him as he arched sharply in release, far too distracted by the sensation of it to even think of unclenching his hands immediately. When he noticed, he made himself let go, but that wasn't exactly in timely fashion.

[bunsofsteel]

She senses it, just barely, the sharp tensing of muscles signalling his release, but she's too slow to move back. An high-pitched, alarmed noise bursts from deep in her throat as she squirms, forced to swallow some of it before she can finally manage to break far enough away from his hold. Gagging and coughing, she rubs at her mouth, eyes wide as she stares at the mess a little stupidly.

[youngesthokage]

He rallied his senses and shoved himself shakily up on an elbow, voice low and husky. "Okay?"

[bunsofsteel]

She blinks again and forces herself to refocus, pulling her hand away from her mouth and leaning in to run her fingers down his arm. "Y-yeah." A little flushed from excitement, she presses her lips just gently to the corner of his mouth, then wraps her arms around his neck for a hug.

[youngesthokage]

He reeled her in, hugging her as he leaned in and licked a bit of the mess off her face. "Startled you?"

[bunsofsteel]

"Mm, a bit." She laughs quietly, curling in a little against him to relax, eyes falling closed. "You're going to have to clean the floor."

[youngesthokage]

"That's fine." He gave another few flicks of his tongue over her face, one a longer lick, then carefully sat up, his arms firmly around her. "Now, let's feed you."

[bunsofsteel]

She squirms at the constant licking, reaching up with one hand to rub the last bits of it off her face, but doesn't make any move to stand just yet. "Mm... can we skip dinner and just nap instead?"

[youngesthokage]

"No." He smiled and kissed her jaw, then gently picked her up as he carefully twisted to try to return her to her chair. "Stay."

[bunsofsteel]

She lets out a dissatisfied whine, but doesn't move out of the chair, her fingertips trailing over his shoulder. "Can I have some water?"

[youngesthokage]

He hummed an affirmative and moved to get her water rice and chopsticks in a round on that side of the kitchen before laying out the items before her and sliding behind her chair to wrap his arms around her shoulders.

[bunsofsteel]

She goes after the water without hesitation, drinking almost all of it in one go, but doesn't move for the rice just yet. Instead, she relaxes back against him and raises an eyebrow. "Aren't you going to eat something?"

[youngesthokage]

He hummed, kissing her hair before taking her glass to refill it and getting his own glass, tugging out the chair at her side and settling into it as he offered her her glass back. "If you insist."

[bunsofsteel]

She takes the glass for another drink before setting it down and quirking an eyebrow at him, then his lack of plate. The corners of her eyes narrow in the slightest amount of suspicion, but she just picks up the chopsticks, thanks him for the meal, and immediately digs in -- though she doesn't eat it herself, instead scooping up some of the rice between the chopsticks and holding it out for him. "Well, go on, then."

[youngesthokage]

He blinked at her, then leaned forward to accept the bite. "There is more." It was a murmur as he chewed.