A Fatalistic Series of Events

Hmm, okay. This is another co-authored story with animeluney. It's part of the "Series of Events", er, series. It's preferable if you know what's going on TSOE because there will be over-lapping and shit. It's not completely necessary, but I'm sure you'll be lost on some points if you don't at least skim through the other story, which is a SasuShikaNaru threesome.

Um, yeah. Luney plays Kiba and I play Neji.

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“Man, where did that stupid Hyuuga go anyway?” Kiba asked himself, jumping over rooftops, sniffing. It was confusing trying to find him, since so many familiar ninja took the rooftops instead of the streets.

“If I were a Neji, where would I be…” He said, stopping on the roof of a house near to the edge of town. He sniffed. A-ha, he smelled a Hyuuga! He leapt off, following his nose to the prideful male.

Neji frowned to himself as he re-tied his hair, glad to be done with his team training for the day. He knew if it wasn’t for Gai and Lee, they wouldn’t be training together still, but he didn’t like change anyway so there was no reason to complain.

Now that he didn’t have a specific focus, his mind slipped back to that morning. He smirked, it growing with each passing second as he thought of those four fucking again.

“Hey, Neji!” Kiba called, bursting out of the trees he’d been running in. The scent of the Hyuuga filled his nostrils like a potent drink turned scent, a virtual thrill of the hunt pumping threw his veins as he raced towards the place that reeked of the delicious smell.

He landed, scrambling into a run before he skidded to a halt in front of the calm boy, panting breathlessly, grinning widely. A small trickle of sweat ran down his neck.

“Found you!”

Neji blinked, eyes narrowing slowly. He didn’t feel like listening to the Inuzuka, let alone talking. But he was sure if he didn’t, he’d be hounded all day. Pun intended.

“What do you need, Inuzuka?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest, looking down his nose at the other boy.

Kiba grin turned wolfish, eyes sparkling at the haughty teen before him. He swept his slitted pupils down the boy’s body, taking in what he could and turning it as perverse as possible in his head.

“I was just wondering which one of us four you were watching this morning,” He stated, licking his lips.

Neji was readying a response to turn the dog-nin away, faultering and paling a little before he recovered himself. “I don’t see what that has to do with anything,” he said, frowning and forcing a flush down, feeling his body heat up slightly at the memory of seeing Naruto’s hole being plundered.

“It may have to do with everything,” Kiba said, laughing lightly. He spread his hands out, shrugging a little to show that he didn’t know if it did for sure. “But the point is, you wanna fuck with someone, right?”

Neji’s eyes narrowed again in suspicion. Of course he knew all the rumors about Kiba even if he hadn’t seen the foursome he was a part of earlier, but it was still hard for him to simply accept that the other was just… offering himself so casually.

“What’s the catch?” he asked after a pause, cautiously.

“No catch, white eyes. I’m horny, I wanna fuck. You wanna fuck. Seems logical to me,” He said, snorting at Neji’s ever present caution and reason. He smirked, eyes glittering brighter. “You’re a hot man. Why would I have a catch to wanting some of you?”

Neji’s frown deepened a little as he stared at the Inuzuka, partially to read his body language and determine if he was truthful and partially in appraisal.

He really was all for the idea of sex, ever since his other relations had fallen through the past couple times… But there seemed something else here, like there could be some unseen complication and he just didn’t have the time for anything like that.

“I’ll have to decline your… proposition,” he said, emphasizing the last word like he wasn’t even sure if it could be called that. “I’m sure you can find someone else.”

Kiba’s face fell, a look of longing puppy eyes coming on.

"Come on, Neji! I don’t wanna find someone else right now, I wanna fuck you!” He thought about it, shaking his head. “Or be fucked by you, whichever. What do you like? I’ve pretty much done everything by now so.” He spread his arms out, shrugging. “Name your kink and I’m there, more’n likely.”

Neji sighed and brought a hand up to rub at his forehead and temple. “It has nothing to do with that. I’m sure you have no preferences. I just don’t have the time for this,” he said, half-lying. His uncle had told him that he would train with Neji once he returned. He had been hoping to prolong that for once, but it was better than just randomly greeting someone on the street then proceed to fuck—even if they did know each other.

Kiba’s eyes narrowed, smelling a lie. He growled in slight frustration and annoyance.

“But you had time to watch me fuck around with Shikamaru, Naruto and Sasuke this morning. Touching yourself for how long, Hyuuga?” He said testily. He sighed, closing his eyes. “Look, I just wanna fuck. What do I have to do to get you to put it in me, seriously?”

Neji could feel a blush rising on his cheeks and he forced it down. He was caught doing that and it embarrassed him, both getting caught and that he didn’t have enough self control. But, damn, they had been hot.

Once he was calmed down again, he stared at Kiba, gauging what he should do. Finally he stepped up and reached out and gripped the hair at the back of his head, pulling the others head back slightly. “You really want to fuck?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. He moved his head down, mouth right by Kiba’s ear and whispered, “You want my cock up your ass, fucking and pounding into you until you have to beg me to stop?”

Kiba shivered down his spine, his scalp tingling where Neji had a hold, little jolts coming down from where his hair was being pulled. He breathed out deeply, luxuriating in how Neji’s voice had changed, loving the purely sexy quality it whispered into his ear.

“God fucking damn yes, Neji, I want you fucking me into the dirt,” Kiba said, almost moaning it out as his mind jumped ahead of himself. “And I wanna feel you down my throat too, I wanna see if I can suck you dry and make you cry,” He responded huskily, turning his head and nibbling at Neji’s own ear.

Neji smirked and pulled back, not letting the other’s hair go yet. “If you really want all that, you’ll go get the necessities; lube, condoms, anything else you’d like. And rent a room for the night at the inn three streets from the bookstore. I won’t be fucking in front of your dogs and it’s just not possible in the Hyuuga compound.”

He let go of Kiba’s hair and took a step back. “I’ll meet you there in two hours. Agreed?”

Kiba whined, his eyes sparking with rekindled lust. Coy little bastard.

“Fucker, I said dirt not cum stained inn sheets,” He growled. He was so tempted to advance on Neji then, but his cock actually told him no for once. The Hyuuga might call it off if he did that. He was to be treated like a skittish dog.

“But I’ll do it for you, my little white eyed princess,” He said, licking his lips as he imagined what fun they would be having soon enough.

Neji’s smirk widened. “You’ll see how like a princess I really am,” he said, then added in a haughty tease before turning, “And I’m sure you’ll have enough dirt on you for that fantasy. See you in two hours.”

Kiba snorted, shivering at the thought.

“I’m stiff just thinking about it!” He called before leaping away, hurrying to gather all that he might enjoy. He’d be so poor by the end of this night.

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Neji frowned to himself as he sat in his room. It was just under a half-hour until he was supposed to meet up with Kiba and he still felt uneasy about it. He knew he could just not show up, but he was sure that the Inuzuka would start stalking him if he did that. It was the sort of thing a ruffian like him would do, after all.

He stood with a sigh, deciding against changing his clothes—it’s not like he was trying or had to impress anyone. He did make sure he looks presentable, though, before sliding open the shouji and stepping into the hall and then the compound all together.

Kiba walked around the room he’d rented, fidgeting about as his body surged with adrenaline. He’d ransacked his closet for all he owned, not really knowing what the hell Neji would want. He’d brought condoms, ribbed and smooth, pre-lubed and dry, flavored and plain. Along with multiple sex toys, such as anal beads, cock rings, vibrators, hand cuffs, rope, silk ties, collars, bells, a riding crop…

“Wonder if he likes to role-play?” He asked himself, pulling a police cap out of the box of clothing he’d placed discreetly by the bed, twirling it around on one finger. It was all neatly tucked away, so that if there was anything Neji didn’t like, he wouldn’t see it and be turned off.

Neji was a bit put off that Kiba hadn’t been waiting in the lobby for him. He’d had to ask the desk clerk if the boy had even reserved a room and where it was. At least the clerk hadn’t asked for a reason, but he could only imagine what they were thinking.

He still had a frown on as he stopped in front of the room’s door and knocked on it. Of course they couldn’t find the spare key either.

Kiba jumped from where he lay, daydreaming about being a pirate while he had an eye-bandage on, the kind that had thin white strings going off from the white patch over his eye. The snow white bandage stood out against his tan skin and chocolate hair brightly, his jacket discarded across a pillow leaving him in a plain black shirt and netting.

“Hey Neji, glad you didn’t ditch.” Kiba said after swinging his legs over and opening the door, forgetting the fake bandage in his surge of excitement.

Neji stared at the dog-nin for a minute, just standing in the hallway, forgetting about how irritated he was in his confusion. “Wha—Is something wrong with your eye?” he asked.

Kiba blinked, the action reminding him of what was on his face. He started laughing; lifting the bandage off carefully as there was a string going across his face.

“No, I’m fine; it’s a part of a nurse costume I brought, in case you were into dress up or somethin’,” He explained. He took a step back, waving for the Hyuuga to step into the room, smiling. “I was kinda just playing around while I waited for you to get here."

Neji suppressed the urge to roll his eyes as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. There was definitely no turning back now, not if he wanted to keep his pride at least. “Costumes? What sort of things did you bring?”

Kiba bounced to the bed, tossing the bandage into the box, reaching over for the cap he’d had earlier. He put it on, turning around with a cocky grin, licking his lips.

“Assume the position, Neji.” He couldn’t hold the look for more then a few seconds before he started laughing. He tilted it back from where it had shadowed his eyes, grinning in a friendlier, if devious, manner.

“Well, I had no idea if you’d even want to dress up at all, let alone what you’d want me to dress up in,” He explained when he was done laughing. “I’ve got tons of stuff, for men and women, whatever you want. Gothic, nurse, kitty, dog--” he chuckled at that, “--police, biker, soldier. You know. A little of everything.”

Neji let out a snort, looking at the other incredulously. When he’d told the Inuzuka to bring what he wanted, he hadn’t meant a whole store-full of sex props. He could only imagine what else he’d brought along.

“Let’s hold off on the costumes for a while,” he said, still not moved from his place near the door.

Kiba nodded, tossing the hat away with the other stuff. He looked back at Neji, cocking his head, considering. He sighed, crossing his arms and giving Neji a narrow eyed once over.

“You know, you won’t have any fun if you won’t tell me what you like. I can’t read a person as good as you. I’m simple-minded. Spell it out for me.” He said, eyes relaxing as he sniffed the air discreetly. He didn’t even smell arousal on the Hyuuga at the moment.

Neji narrowed his eyes a little before smirking. “I am more than willing to try anything once,” he said, body relaxing slowly and unfolding his arms. He started walking over to the bed, each step graceful and just shy of sensual.

“But I’d rather see if you’re any good without anything else interfering. To see if you’re worth my time.”

Kiba smirked, licking his lips. He sat up more in the bed, alert to the Hyuuga now, watching as Neji came towards him.

“Well that’s good. Then I have nothing to fear,” He said cockily, grinning in a lopsided manner at the other male.

“We’ll see about that,” the Hyuuga murmured, smirk growing just a bit. He stopped half a foot from the bed and looked down at the boy, raising an eyebrow. “We won’t see anything if you don’t start undressing.”

“Just didn’t know if you wanted the honors.” Kiba said with a smirk of his own, pulling both his net shirt and regular t-shirt off in one swoop, leaving him bare-chested. His breathing was deep and slow, his nostrils taking in as much scent as possible while his stomach moved with his inhalations. He began sliding his pants off, his eyes on Neji as the material slid over his tented erection still bound by black boxers.

“Want me to undress you?” He asked when he’d tossed the pants to the side, in the same place he’d thrown his shirts.

Neji could feel his body heat up as he watched the Inuzuka undress. He really hadn’t paid much attention to the other boy the last year or so, but now he could see why so many people would be willing to bed him.

His wandering eyes flicked back up to Kiba’s face at the question. It took him a second, but his smirk reappeared as he started undoing the black cover fastened around his waist, just letting it fall to the floor and pooling around his feet after he stepped out of his shoes.

“I can’t get my clothes that dirty,” he simply said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

Kiba snorted, watching hungrily as Neji started removing his own clothing. He could taste it on the air as Neji began to actually get excited himself, making Kiba’s blood pump faster. He lay back on his elbows, leisurely taking in the sight the Hyuuga presented, waiting for him to be finished.

“See, I knew you were gorgeous,” He said as his eyes beheld more and more of the other boy.

“Well, I’m glad you haven’t gone blind, Inuzuka,” Neji said, half-teasing. He knew he was good looking. After all, he knew his fangirls didn’t stay because he was had been a number one rookie of his year.

He let his shirt slide slowly off him, teasing the dog boy with his body, almost putting on a strip show if not that he didn’t move around sensually while shedding his clothes. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed them over his hips and let them fall to the floor as he reached up and untied his hitai-ate.

Kiba lowered his eyes down, slowly drinking in all of the pale glorious flesh the Hyuuga sported, encasing delicious and inviting muscles. He smirked, shivering just a little at the thought of being entered and owned by all of that silk covered steel - or even being the one to top that luscious body, if Neji was so inclined. The other was known for being stubborn beyond belief.

“Mmm, face and body are two things entirely, Hyuuga. Your face is pretty, but I’ve never seen your body before. Glad to see they match.” He gave a wicked grin, sitting up and standing, wanting to step forward and touch. He hesitated. He knew Sasuke wouldn’t just get up and walk away if he pushed his buttons, and neither would Shikamaru. Naruto didn’t have any buttons Kiba was willing to push. But Neji… Neji was Neji. One wrong move and he’d be left with an empty room and his hand.

Neji stepped away from the pile of his clothes, leaving his boxers and the cloth tied around his forehead on. He took a step towards Kiba, a few scarce inches from him. “Not getting cold feet, are we, I-nu-zu-ka?” he asked, almost purring out the other’s name.

Kiba shivered down his spine, reaching up and grasping Neji behind the head, marveling silently at how great his hair felt under his fingers. He brought their faces together wordlessly, kissing him with a hungry kind of want. He stepped forward with his body enough that his now straining erection brushed across Neji’s pelvis.

Neji smirked into the kiss, allowing Kiba to dominate it at first. He brought a hand up and trailed it down Kiba’s side, stopping at the hem of his boxers for a moment before moving across his hip and pressing his fingers into the other’s bulge.

Kiba shuddered, pushing forward when the hands touched him. He slipped his tongue along the Hyuuga’s lips, asking for permission with obvious longing. His own hands slipped forward, sliding over his smooth skin, gripping at his ass lightly.

Neji parted his lips and slid his tongue along Kiba’s, into his mouth, pressing forward and adding more pressure, nearly tipping Kiba’s head back. He kept his eyes open, watching the other’s face as he started rubbing Kiba, just using his fingers.

Closing his eyes, Kiba pushed back forcefully at Neji. He slid his tongue around the other’s mouth skillfully, plundering the Hyuuga’s sweet cavern with abandon. His body tensed up as Neji continued touching him, all too lightly and teasingly, making his cock hungrier rather than taking the edge off.

He slipped a hand away from Neji’s backside, forward, cupping at the long haired shinobi’s own erection.

Neji’s eyes flickered with lust before he silently activated his byakugan. He held back a smirk, more so it wouldn’t affect the kiss, now sucking on Kiba’s tongue, and gathered chakra into his fingertips. He trailed his hand up and released the chakra, stimulating the closest points to the groin.

If Kiba’s eyes weren’t already closed they would have slammed shut from the sudden explosion of pleasure throughout his body. His knees grew weak, his hands moving to grip Neji’s waist for support as he practically swooned, clamping down on the pleasure as best he could, and staving release. He drew back from the kiss, panting harshly.

“Fuck Hyuuga, you trying to make me cum early or somethin’?” He asked in a somewhat breathless manner, eyes opening halfway to look at the other, glazed in lust.

Neji smirked down at him, the doujutsu off again, arms now wrapped around his waist as well to hold him up. “I’m sure I could help you get back up for another round,” he said softly, smugness laced through his voice.

Still panting, Kiba smirked wolfishly. Cheeky bastard. He loved the confidence the Hyuuga had. It just made him realize how utterly great this was really going to be, especially if the older boy kept doing that thing with his chakra.

“Fuckin’ bastard aren’t you?” He leaned up, biting the other’s lower lip playfully. “Just wait till I get my lips around that cock of yours, then we’ll see who’s cummin’ early.”

Neji just snorted and leaned down, nipping back before turning it into a kiss. “And just how long will I have to wait for that?” he asked almost playfully.

Kiba kissed back eagerly, moving his hands again and pulling at Neji’s last bit of clothing that hid his erection, tugging it downward roughly.

“As soon as I feel like it or you tell me to?” Kiba snickered, leaning away from his lips and taking in the other’s ear, suckling softly.

Neji suppressed a shudder when the cool air hit his hot flesh and he pulled back, shifting and letting his boxers fall all the way off.

“What about now? Let’s see if you’re as good at sucking as you are at barking.”

Grinning, Kiba pulled away from the ear after giving a light kiss to the lobe. He dropped onto his knees without further speech, savoring the sight Neji presented him with. Even the Hyuuga’s cock was gorgeous.

“Do you have any flaws?” He whispered as his eyes drank in the sight. He chuckled, glancing up with another grin. ”Aside from your personality, of course.”

Neji watched him closely, raising an eyebrow at the other’s comment. He knew he wasn’t the most open or easy-going person so he just smirked faintly and reached out, threading his fingers into Kiba’s hair, tugging lightly. “Just suck, Inuzuka.”

Kiba smirked devilishly. He turned his eyes back to the lovely column of flesh before him, licking his lips. He leaned forward, running a slick tongue up from base to tip in one hot, moist sweep. He latched his lips around the cockhead, suckling faintly.

He spent more of his concentration on moving his tongue, running along the pre-cum leaking slit, across the edges of the hot end. His hands kneaded at Neji where they were.

The only reaction Neji let show was the tightening of his grip and his eyes closing half way. He could feel some of his control slip as he got lost in the feeling of the Inuzuka’s hot mouth, but he had enough to not tremble from the stimulation so far.

He kept his head bowed, keeping his gaze on Kiba, it looking like the dog-nin was just waiting to eat up the rest of his erection.

Kiba began suckling, throat convulsing as he tried to milk Neji dry. He only relented when he decided that only the top just wasn’t good enough, slipping down a couple inches. His hand drifted over, gripping the base.

Neji let slip a small, soft moan, eyes slipping closed for a second before he snapped them open again. He wasn’t going to miss watching Kiba suck him off if he could help it.

Kiba closed his eyes, letting go with the hand he’d just moved. He slid down until he felt the rest of Neji’s nether regions touch his lips. With that he began to suck strongly again, almost harshly, his hands moving to the side’s of the Hyuuga’s pelvic, caressing and massaging.

Soon he slipped one hand back, over the sensitive skin of Neji’s sac, the smooth epidermis between balls and anus, and then tentatively traced a nail across the crevice. His eyes were open now, watching Neji for his reaction.

Neji shuddered, his whole body bowing forward a little as he shut his eyes, brows furrowing slightly, trying to hold back as much as possible. A groan slipped out, not knowing that the Inuzuka would be this good with his mouth, though it didn’t surprise him.

Pleased by the reaction, he slid his forefinger in up to the second knuckle, increasing his suction and bobbing his head. He closed his eyes again, content to learn how Neji liked it by the noises that slipped through his guard.

Neji's eyes snapped open and he made a small noise of protest, though it was quickly forgotten with the harsh treatment on his member. He could tell he wouldn't last too much longer, shivers pulling at his spine as his grip tightened on the dog-nin's hair.

Kiba could feel the other’s release; taste the energy coiling in Neji’s gut. He thought about stopping and prolonging it for the other nin, but then the urge to taste Neji overshadowed this. He wanted to swallow some of Neji’s seed, to let the rest flow over his lips and tongue and down the other’s shaft so he could lick it clean.

He pulled back his head until only the end was between his lips, sinking a second finger inside Neji while he waited, suckling.

Neji couldn't stop a small whimper from emerging, the heat of the other's mouth almost completely gone, as he pushed his hips forward. His legs locked up a little, just barely keeping him standing.

"Ha-aah, Kiba..."

Kiba glanced up, spreading his fingers and scissoring. He hadn’t wanted Neji to stop and moan his name; he’d wanted him to cum screaming it. He increased his sucking, using his free hand to begin pumping the hard cock, milking the delicious seed across his tongue.

Neji's hips jerked as Kiba pushed against his prostate, pushing him over his peak and spilling into the other's mouth. He bit down harshly on his bottom lip, keeping all but a muffled scream from escaping.

Kiba eagerly drank down Neji’s spend, opening his mouth wide and letting it coat his lips as he’d imagined. His fingers continued pumping in and out of Neji, his ears recording the sounds he made as he came.

He pulled back when the other was finished, licking his lips and savoring the flavor.

Neji shuddered, pleasant tingles still shooting to his groin. He half opened his eyes, looking down at the Inuzuka, the hand on his head barely gripping now; his other hand had moved at some point, resting on Kiba's shoulder to help keep him upright.

“So, still wanna test me or do you got any dirty little fantasies you keep hidden behind those white eyes?” Kiba said with a smirk, parts of his lips glistening with cum.

His eyes opened more, mind settling down and focusing again at his vaguely teasing remark. He flushed, eyes narrowing a little before he turned a question back on him, "Why; did you have something in mind?"

Kiba smirked up at him, letting a glint of fang glitter over the shine of his wet lips. His eyes seemed particularly feral as he leaned in, nuzzling his cheek against Neji’s thigh.

“Neji, Neji, Neji, do you really wanna know what I wanna do to you?” His hand slid over the creamy, smooth skin as his lips brushed further in, kissing at the inner flesh, where a pulse-point was hidden. “What kinds of dirty things a mutt like me would dream of when presented with such pure white skin?”

Neji swallowed thickly, skin and muscle twitching under the touches, restraining. "And if I do? If I want to know everything you want to do?"

Kiba bit down, not enough to open the vulnerable artery but enough to bruise.

“Then I’d say you either don’t believe me or someone’s a masochist.”

Neji shuddered, biting down on his lip to keep a less-than-manly sound in. His eyes narrowed more, fingers tightening in the other's hair and tugging his head backwards. "And I say if you keep teasing me like that, someone will be left with their hand."

Kiba grinned up at the other, tugging on the hold at his hair slightly.

“Well then I shouldn’t mention that masturbation is one of my favorite hobbies,” He said, laughing lowly. “But, if you insist…” He pushed a third finger into Neji without warning, beginning to shove in and out savagely.

Neji let out a choked gasp, eyes widening slightly in surprise. He trembled lightly, Kiba's fingers slamming against his prostate in a sporadic enough pattern that he couldn't get used to it.

“Mmm, what am I going to do with you…” Kiba said thoughtfully, continuing his attack with his fingers while kissing lovingly at the bruise he’d left. There were many things he’d love to do, and many things he’d love to be done, but which to choose…

"Ngh, h-aah..."

Neji shuddered, fully hard again from the stimulation. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his legs prepare to buckle under him.

Kiba felt the strain in the other’s legs, smiling at a job well done. He stopped his hands movement, pulling out abruptly while standing. His arms encircled Neji’s waist, holding him up and pressing as much of his front against Neji’s as he could.

Neji couldn't hold back a small whimper, leaning against the other for support. His hand slipped down, both now on each of his shoulders and he opened his eyes, weakly glaring at the Inuzuka.

Kiba grinned, kissing Neji lightly on the lips.

“What? I didn’t want my little Hyuuga to fall.”

Neji flushed and pulled away, stumbling a little and falling back onto the bed's edge.

Kiba smirked, bending down and finally shedding the last of his clothing, freeing his erection to the open air. He moved forward, spreading his legs and slipping down until he was straddling Neji on the bed’s edge, arms moving to the older shinobi’s shoulders, hands twining behind the Hyuuga’s head.

“My little princess swooning now?”

Neji's eyes widened a little before narrowing, glaring at the smug boy. He snaked his arms around Kiba's waist, dragging him closer, his length rubbing against the other’s balls. He smirked and leaned up, nipping at the other's neck.

"Who's swooning now?" he muttered, pressing his molded chakra into his body again.

Kiba made a small, pleasured whine in the back of his throat, shuddering from scalp to toes and melting against the other boy, his release almost coming on him again. He nuzzled into Neji’s pale neck, tingles still shooting around under his skin.

“But I like it when you make me swoon, Neji,” Kiba whispered, wiggling his hips a little. “It’s enough to make me cum, if I wasn’t so used to holding it in.”

Neji shifted, moving his hands to grip at either of Kiba's hips. "Maybe you shouldn't," he started, rocking his hips up as he held the Inuzuka's still, "hold it in."

Kiba wriggled, moving his hips as much as he could against Neji’s hold. He nuzzled into the other boy’s neck more, smirking wickedly.

“If I do then you’ll have to bring me up again.”

Neji chuckled, moving away slightly but keeping his grip on the other's hips. "It can't take too much effort to get you at attention again," he mocked.

“Just like it wasn’t too much work for you, right?” Kiba mocked back, pushing his hips forward in an attempt to rock against Neji. He smirked. “I was leaning more towards how sticky we’d be if you kept bringing me over and over with your magic touch anyway.”

"Well," Neji started, a smirk growing on his lips, "if you don't want me to touch you..." He trailed off, taking his hands off of the other's hips and settling them on the bed on either side of him.

"You'll have to do everything," he finished.

Kiba grinned, sliding his hands away from each other and down Neji’s chest. He kept one at Neji’s side, splayed out and feeling the wonderful muscles of the other while his other hand ventured back. His grin became wicked as he leaned forward, a finger sinking into his own entrance.

“Fine by me, but join in anytime.”

Neji smirked and just laid back, folding his hands together over his chest. He was more than content to just watch the Inuzuka for now despite how aroused he was.

Kiba began moving his wrist, sinking a second finger in before he was quite ready, shivering at the sharp tang of pain that shot out, his cock twitching. He looked down at Neji lecherously, licking his lips.

“Do you care who’s top or bottom?”

Neji tensed slightly, pondering over it. He was rarely bottom and he didn't quite like it when he was, but he also knew that his partner at that time hadn't been the best either, despite what he’d said.

He let out a breath and shook his head. Obviously Kiba was experienced enough and if he did end up taking and not liking it, he could just tell him to stop.

Kiba’s grin grew even more, a third finger being added briefly before he pulled his hand away. He liked it when he wasn’t fully prepared, loved that biting edge of pain.

“Good, because I want you to fuck me.” He lifted himself off of Neji, crawling onto the bed. “Afterwards I’ll return the favor if you want.”