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Neji looked at her next to him, as they lie there simply enjoying each others company. She shifted and gently freed her arm from under his head and lie beside him on the bed so that she could look into his eyes. She looked eagerly as if searching for an answer to a question she had not yet asked.
A smile appeared on her face, dark, menacing yet inviting, that left him fearing what he would become.
She leant over him, hand finding his chest and stroking it gently. Before he could ask what she was doing, her lips, sweet with lipstick, found his. They were soft at first, lingering for a reaction. And oh, he reacted, his lips moving against hers, growing more heated and passionate with every flex deepening. He felt her hair brush his shoulders, then his chest, causing him to shiver which elicited a soft moan from her.
At that moment only she existed. His hands found her neck, shoulders and then her waist, the delicate skin that only he could touch, a fact he revelled in. It was intense, heated, passionate and he found himself not wanting it to end but at the same time needing it to.
Neji tore himself away from her lips, knowing he would not be able to control himself any longer should they continue. This did not deter her though as she went for his neck, kissing softly downward toward his chest, inhaling a sharp breath as she reached a sensitive area he wasn’t aware he had. He allowed his eyes to flutter shut for a moment, enjoying it briefly, before they snapped open again as he grasped her waist tightly.
She ceased her motions entirely, bringing her face back up to his, giving him a cunning smile then a chaste kiss. They both knew what she was doing; testing him, teasing him. Just when Neji thought she was going to give up her movements her hand traced down his chest then down his abdomen and to his waistband.
‘Don't,' Neji began but she kept going, rubbing him over the fabric once, twice, and the rest of his words came out in the form of a choked groan. Heat rose in his cheeks immediately, realising what she was doing to him, his eyes widening. She gave one more stroke for good measure and he could feel the effects immediately.
Neji would be lying if he said these thoughts hadn’t crossed his mind before with him and her but he always pushed away the thoughts, feeling ashamed to have imagined her in such a way in the first place. It was improper to think of someone he cared about in such an indecent way.
Still, he could not deny how good it felt or how much his body was screaming yes even if his mind was saying no. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to ignore the fact that he was already hard and she was still on top of him. He tried not to think about all his feelings toward her, the need inside he had to touch her, for her to touch him.
Then Neji’s breath hitched as one of her hands cupped his chin, finger gliding over his lips, full of affection. He opened his eyes again, embarrassed at their situation, his blush spreading across his face sure it was burning red. As he looked into her eyes, he found himself drowning in the depth of her gaze, completely oblivious that she had just shattered all that he was.
‘I love you.’ He murmured, without thinking, without realising, so softly he wasn’t even sure he had said it.
She smiled at him, giving him another kiss, lingering against his lips for a few moments before her hand travelled south again. This time her fingers hooked beneath his waistband, pulling it out slightly so that he felt the cool air against his skin.
‘Let me show you how much I love you,’ she whispered her nose grazing against his, breath tickling just above his lip, ‘Just trust me, alright?’
Neji’s body reacted on its own accord, nodding before he could even process her words. Then the next thing he knew she was pulling his pants down, his back arching in compliance, revealing himself to her in full, completely erect. His breath hitched when she placed a hand on his thigh, averting his gaze, unable to look at her, too embarrassed at how he reacted to a simple touch.
The next thing he knew the wet heat of her mouth had engulfed him, easing down slowly, his mind spinning with every inch. He had never felt anything like this before, his fists clenching the sheets below him, unable to control a groan. He tried to regain his composure, control himself without becoming so undone at her touch but then he felt her tongue at the base, sliding all the way up him, hitting the sensitive spot just beneath the head with a swirl.
How could she make him feel this good?
Neji bit his bottom lip in the hopes of muffling the moans threatening to escape him but with every dip of her head, every movement of her tongue, the more of him that filled her mouth left him completely at her mercy. His body started reacting on its own, ignoring all messages to keep control, his hips bucked, pushing himself deeper into her mouth.
One of her hands clamped down on his thigh while the other worked its way to his chest, running her fingers gently of his sensitive areas. It was all too much for Neji to comprehend as all rational thought left his mind, his hand finding her hair while he continued to buck into her mouth. He was becoming completely undone beneath her, his moans louder and more erratic while his whole body shook with pleasure.
With a couple more dips of her head up and down, it didn’t take long for him to reach his climax. The euphoria enveloping him, only strengthened the tremors racing through his body, causing his limbs to twitch and his throat to produce unimaginable sounds, stifling a swear word or two.
Neji panted softly, opening his eyes to find her wiping her mouth on the back of her hand before giving him an accomplished smile. He lay there, recovering while she lifted his pants back up to his waist. The realisation of the moment set it; the intimate ways she had touched him caused heat to rise in his cheeks again.
Embarrassment overcame him as she lay down next to him, fingers circling his chest as he kept his eyes fixed on the ceiling. Such an act was something he had not seen coming and he internally scolded himself for succumbing to it so easily.
Her gentle touch came again, as her hand found Neji’s cheek, cupping it and turning his head to face her. She looked into his eyes, an intense gaze, as if she could read him clearly, down to his very soul. He looked back at her, his hand stroking her back and he knew he would never forget her touch.
‘Enjoy that?’ She whispered, more a statement than a question, her fingers caressing his warmed cheeks.
‘Hm.’ He replied, for he enjoyed it more than he cared to admit.