Caught Me

Chapter Two

Slowly a week crept by while I was completely on edge about what happened only days before. His words hung heavy on my shoulders, yet he acted as if nothing had ever taken place. I wondered if I should venture to my private spot despite his comment that I shouldn't, but I felt held back by my embarrassment. However, my mind kept replaying what had happened and my body yearned for release until I could take no more.

Suspiciously I looked behind, right, left, above, and down with byakugan activated to make sure that I wouldn’t get caught with my pants down again as I leapt from tree to tree to my secret spot. Not that I hadn’t enjoyed what Neji niisan had done for me, but the embarrassment was too overwhelming to ask him outright to help me with my frustrations again. I blushed at the mere thought of asking for something like that so boldly.

Quickly I reached the hollowed tree, bending down into the opening when strong arms pulled me flush with a hard body. I gasped as one large hand encircled my neck gently and the other rested on my abdomen holding me close. Heated breaths washed over my right ear as I squirmed and whimpered piteously. I thought I’d been careful…

“You shouldn’t be out here by yourself, Hinata-sama. I thought I made myself clear the first time I said that.”

My body relaxed minutely and my bloodline limit faded as I realized that it was Neji instead of a rapist, but tensed when his right hand slid inside the folds of my clothing to rub me through my panties. I bit my bottom lip to cut off the noise that threatened to be heard, and squirmed against him until he stilled his ministrations. His hand moved and for a moment I believed he would pull away, but instead simply dipped into my cotton panties to rub his skilled fingers over my clit. The roughness of his fingertips and his gentle touches elicited a low moan and caused my body to arch against him.

I released my bottom lip from between my teeth and looked at him sideways over my shoulder while I panted. Our faces were close as he turned his head so that we stared eye to eye.

“Aaa…” My thighs tightened around his hand and he smiled as his index and middle fingers slipped between my folds to rub my small inner lips before sliding back up to rub the wetness gathered there over my swollen clitoris. My eyelids lowered halfway as I stared lustfully into eyes that mirrored mine in likeness yet held an emotion that I couldn’t place.

Suddenly he stopped and withdrew his hands from my body. I made a noise of indignation that caused him to chuckle.

“We shouldn’t stay out in the open like this,” he explained and pushed me gently toward the opening of the hollowed tree.

I blushed realizing I must have acted like a spoilt child.

Sitting on the soft ground inside the tree I looked up to Neji as he entered and sat beside me. I wondered how he would continue before he beckoned me with a curve of his left hand. I crawled toward him.

“Sit between my legs with your back to me,” he instructed and I obeyed with no resistance as I turned and leaned into his body. The warmth he exuded comforted and excited me. His breath at my ear was relaxing, but the mood quickly changed when his hands cupped my breasts. My brows furrowed as I called out a soft, “Niisan?”

His only reply was a soothing ‘Shh’.

I blushed mortified that Neji’s hands were squeezing my breasts, but thought better when I remembered he had just been touching far more intimate parts of me only minutes before.

Relaxing slowly, I leaned my head into the crook of his shoulder while his right hand unzipped my jacket. The cool spring air flit over my flushed skin as Neji’s large hands parted the fabric to reveal a tight black undershirt with accents of fishnet. His fingers lightly touched the fabric stretched by what it held, and reached lower to catch the hem to tug it upwards.

My breathing escalated as his hands bared the skin of my stomach, then my breasts. His hands moved quickly pinching my half hard nipples, startling me and making me jerk against him in surprise.

Over my shoulder he watched his hands glide over my pale skin, fascinated with what he had revealed. Experimenting he tugged and pinched to see what kind of reactions he could evoke with his touches. His fingers trailed over my breast flesh, then rubbed the darker skin of my areolas. The skin tightened as my nipples became erect and his fingertips bypassed them rubbing in soft circles before seizing the nubs between his thumbs and forefingers again. I let out a high pitched squeak and he pulled on them rubbing my erect nipples, then twisted them between his fingers causing me to groan and arch into his touch.

“Neji…” I breathed out his name without thought and writhed against him as he continued to move his fingers in slow torture. Finally releasing my aching nipples, he gently rubbed the tips drawing a soft moan from my lips.

Then his hands were moving away further down to undo my pants, “Raise your hips,” he ordered and I complied. He slipped the material over my hips and down my thighs to be left there while his hands resumed their exploring along the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs.

He kneaded the soft skin in his large hands before they shifted again to pull the crotch of my panties to the side. I flushed heatedly knowing Neji could see the top of my mound clearly while his left hand held the thin fabric to the side and his right middle finger probed between my fleshy outer lips. The finger moved to my entrance and slowly made its way upward between my inner lips to circle around my clit, all the while his thumb caressed the soft hair above my slit.

“Niisan… Please…d-don’t tease me.”

Moving his head he rubbed his left cheek against my right just as two of his fingers slid within me.

I cried out and jerked against his fingers as his thumb moved to rub my clit in slow circles. The double stimulation was intense as his pace and pressure were exactly what my body longed to feel since the day that it had happened the first time.

I longed to look at him, needed to see his eyes staring back at me.

Turning my head my lips brushed the corner of his mouth, and without missing a beat he swiveled his head to meet mine. Caught off guard I hesitated a moment before allowing my eyes to close and to kiss back. His lips were soft yet firm as his mouth moved over mine slowly, then the kiss became deeper as his tongue traced my lower lip ever so tenderly. Letting my jaw move on its own accord, it dropped allowing my lips to part and for Neji’s tongue to slide within.

The wet heat of his saliva and the texture of his tongue against my own gave me indescribable pleasure that pushed me to the edge of climax as his hand still worked over my sensitive sex. Just as Neji withdrew his tongue I felt at a loss as the kiss ended. I wanted, craved more as we stared at one another breathlessly.

My fingertips touched the smooth skin of his right cheek and I couldn’t help but lean forward to capture his lips. My tongue moved between my lips to touch his briefly before he allowed me entrance. Then, his tongue moved against mine and that indescribable pleasure flooded my body again. The feeling increased ten-fold when he gently sucked on my tongue, I tensed, and our kiss was broken by a loud wanton moan. Every muscle held taut as one last flick of his wrist sent me over edge. Neji stared at me in fascination as my body shuddered uncontrollably in his arms.

After the waves of pleasure subsided I sagged against Neji’s strong body attempting to catch my breath.

He withdrew his fingers saturated with my fluids proof of how turned on I had been, and licked his fingers clean of it. It embarrassed me, but I did not protest and instead watched until he was done. Neji then wiped his hand on his clothing where no one would notice and helped me to stand on my shaky limbs. Redressing me while I held his shoulders I felt completely out of sorts.

Once again the question of 'why' popped into my mind, but he simply took my hand in his and said, “We should hurry back before we’re missed.”