[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 sucked in a breath and sank against her, kissing back with a hum of pleasure as he hooked an arm loosely around her.

[bunsofsteel]

Easiest way to make Itachi happy, it seemed, and she had no problem doing that. Tilting her head to seal their lips more tightly together, she lets a hand come down from his hair to trail down his side and pull him in flush against her.

[youngesthokage]

He hitched in a breath and groaned, shifting so that he could make the most of the contact as he kissed her, finally letting her feel that he was already half hard again. He hadn't intended to bring it to her attention without encouragement though.

[bunsofsteel]

She almost pauses the kiss when she feels that, but doesn't stop, letting her hand continue down his side and skirt around his arousal to cup the soft flesh she'd only just started to play with earlier, lips curving into another smirk.

[youngesthokage]

He made a half startled noise at that, sucking in a sharp breath as he stilled for a beat, the hand he'd rested on the tub edge tightening before he pressed further into the kiss.

[bunsofsteel]

She pulls her fingers back at that sound, eyes flying open. Had that been something wrong? He'd liked it before... When he presses in harder, she parts her lips to him, fingers moving back to give it a light squeeze, only applying the slightest hint of nails.

[youngesthokage]

He shivered, pressing into the contact even as the skin being handled jumped a bit against her palm. Well, he definitely wasn't half anything now, fully hard as the handling of sensitive parts drew him back to a roused state. Still, his hands stayed in more decorous places, one at her ribs and the other on the tub ledge as he deepened the kiss.

[bunsofsteel]

That was perhaps more arousing than anything else, feeling how she was able to make him hard beneath her. Letting her fingers trail back up, she only briefly cups the head to tease it with her thumb before breaking the kiss to nip at his ear and all but purr, "Itachi, I want you to touch me."

[youngesthokage]

He drew in a ragged gasp and nodded, fingers trailing up where they'd been pressed to her side, fanning out to drag along her skin as the other hand dragged along her arm.

[bunsofsteel]

"Itachi..." It's almost a warning as she nips at his ear again, pressing herself more firmly against him. Not content with those kinds of chaste touches, she takes his hand from her arm and leans into his other hand, planting it just to the side of her breast in invitation for him to touch her properly.

[youngesthokage]

He made a low noise that wasn't quite a whine at her and slid his hand over, toying with her breast as the other dragged down her belly. Well if she wanted touched he'd just have to oblige.

[bunsofsteel]

She hums into his ear and arches, just a little, to encourage those touches before trailing her lips to his lower jaw, pressing a series of light kisses there before returning her attention to his neck, biting and sucking the flesh there. A hand moves back down, running her fingers along his length again as she smirks against his neck. "You must really like me a lot, huh~?"

[youngesthokage]

He squirmed under her touch, whining lowly and flexing his fingers before trailing his lower hand further down to cup her groin in turn. "Oh yes, very much."

[bunsofsteel]

She lets out a breathy whine and nuzzles her nose against his throat, nipping a little harder in response. "Heh... I can tell~" Nosing further down, she lets her hand trail back up his chest, fingernails biting at his skin again.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered, leaning into her hand and further baring his throat to her as his fingers kneaded at her chest, the other carefully dipping past her folds to rub. He wanted to reply verbally but... that simply wasn't happening.

[bunsofsteel]

Her breath comes short once he starts to rub, but it's not the somewhat-painful feeling from before. Eyes fluttering half-shut, she lets out a small moan, chest heaving slightly beneath his touch. A little more heated now, she sucks hard against his bared throat, fingernails starting to drag little patterns up and down his chest again.

[youngesthokage]

Pleased that she wasn't twitching away from his hands, he made a low noise and carefully went for the places she seemed to like best before as he let his head tip back.

[bunsofsteel]

She shudders hard against his hand, lips pausing against his skin before she whines again, biting down hard on his upper chest. It takes a few hard swallows before she can manage a harsh, "Itachi," gripping his wrist to pull his fingers away, rubbing herself against him instead, watching his face through half-lidded eyes.

[youngesthokage]

He whined, arching into her teeth as he let her pull his hand away, panting softly as he watched her back, eyes bright as he watched her through his lashes. "Yes?" The tone was low and husky, and he promptly wrapped his arm around her.

[bunsofsteel]

Smirk quirking her lips, she leans back in toward his ear again, hips rocking forward against his. "More?" she murmurs against his ear, repeating that word he always used against her when he wanted something.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered visibly at the word and groaned, nodding at once before sliding his hands to her waist, tugging her closer before giving the water a glance and hitching her up to the edge of the tub, which had far more bracing space than the counter, before pressing against her.

[bunsofsteel]

She lets out a gasp at the shift in temperature now that she's not completely in the water, but doesn't argue. Both hands immediately go to his hips to start tugging him in, breathing starting to hitch and increase.

[youngesthokage]

He groaned, getting himself into position so he could press into her at her behest, rolling his hips.

[bunsofsteel]

Eyes closed, she keeps guiding him in, taking a breath once he's settled and snorting out a short laugh, wrapping her legs around his waist. "You're going to get tired of me at this rate," she murmurs through gasping breaths, bucking her hips sharply into his.

[youngesthokage]

He shuddered and shook his head at once, kissing up the side of her neck as he pants an answer against her throat, giving a slow roll of his hips. "Not at all."