A Fatalistic Series of Events

Neji's gaze followed him and he smirked slightly again, sitting up before turning so he was still facing Kiba.

"Want me to make you swoon then?" he asked, moving over to him. He raised an eyebrow before asking another question, "Tell me, do you prefer it doggy-style?"

Kiba gave him a look, eyes hot with passion and tongue licking his lips in want.

“If you want me to cum so bad, go ahead.” He turned so his ass was to Neji, legs wide and pucker offered. “And I do. I wouldn’t mind if you fucked me like an animal, Neji.”

Neji chuckled and moved closer, draping himself over the Inuzuka's back. He trailed his hands down, slowly gathering chakra in his fingers again as he rocked against one of his thighs.

"Oh, I think you're the animal," he murmured, biting down on his shoulder as he shoved his fingers into Kiba's entrance, rubbing them against his walls leisurely, releasing the chakra.

Kiba moaned openly, not holding back his release this time and letting it wash over his body, his muscles tensing in waves under Neji’s as he spilled over the bed and his stomach. He slumped down, pressing his forehead to the bed, panting, hands clenched in the covers.

“I think… we’re both animals… this time, Neji,” He panted, turning until he could see Neji out of one eye, grinning.

Neji pulled out his fingers and swiftly entered into Kiba before he collapsed, shuddering as the muscles clenched around his length. He pulled his hips back before slamming back in, keeping his gaze on the Inuzuka's upper body.

"Haa, maybe..." he muttered.

Kiba grunted, feeling the pain race along the edges of his pleasure, bringing out a throaty moan. He spread his legs, pushing back as much as he could, wanting Neji to slam deep inside him.

Neji gripped the other's hips and leaned forward, hair spilling out from the tie and over them, slamming in at a different angle and speeding up his thrusts.

Kiba groaned, feeling the soft caress of Neji’s hair across his skin while the owner of those strands attempted to fuck his brains out. Even with the short amount of time there’d been he could feel his cock rising again. He rose up; managing to get onto his elbows, spine curving under the rapture Neji was pounding into him.

“Oh, fuck yes!”

Neji let a small grunt escape him in response, hand now moving and roving the other's body, stopping as his fingertips grazed against Kiba's nipples. He started tweaking and pulling them, giving a particularly hard thrust.

Kiba moaned deeply, clenching his muscles in pleasure. He bit his lip, his fangs digging into the skin and flesh and drawing pinpricks of blood as he writhed under Neji, pushing his hips up to meet his hard thrusts, bending low to push the hard nubs of his nipples into the delicious pinch of Neji’s fingers.

Neji shuddered as his length was squeezed. He leaned down, resting his head on Kiba's back, thrusting more shallowly now. He twisted one of the nipples, thrusting a few more times before he tensed then released into Kiba.

Kiba whined when Neji began thrusting shallow, wriggling underneath the other as he felt he felt a flare of pleasure from his nipple and a sudden tensing from Neji, knowing the other had reached his peak. He leaned down onto one elbow, reaching the other back to begin stroking himself, knowing he wasn’t that far off from his own completion.

Panting softly, Neji pulled out of the other, trailing his hands down before forcefully flipping him over. He grabbed both of Kiba's wrists, pinning them down on the bed with a wicked grin.

He shifted down and swallowed Kiba right to the base, eyes rolled up to watch him.

“Ah-ha!” Kiba moaned, back arching off the bed at the unexpected heat surrounding him, engulfing him in slick wetness down to the end. He shuddered, hands tightening and nails ripping through the fabric underneath.

Neji smirked around Kiba's erection, pushing his tongue against it then giving a harsh suck, head starting to bob.

Kiba shivered, his arms reflexively snapping upward and dragging his hands across the blanket, shredding it down to the sheets in five long slashes each. His leg twitched in a spasm of pleasure, the muscles bunching and flexing as he resisted the urge to buck into Neji’s mouth.

“F-fuck…” He moaned, head tilting back as his hands reached out for another handful of blanket, puncturing the soft surface.

Neji watched him thrash as best he could while moving. He stopped, just sucking at the tip and letting his tongue dart into the slit, licking up the leaking pre-cum. Like before, he suddenly swallowed him to the base, gently biting down on him as he literally swallowed, throat muscles contracting around him.

Kiba shuddered, his entire body tensing as he felt his release swirl to the front, knowing it was too soon to verbally warn the other. He came moaning and half calling, his hands shredding another foot of blanket in his ecstasy.

Neji choked a little as it hit the back of his throat before he moved back, easily swallowing the rest of it. He pulled back completely, sitting back on his heels as he watched Kiba recover.

Kiba slumped down, his entire body buzzing with pleasure. He let a smile take on his lips, closing his eyes as he just lay there, enjoying the afterglow.

“Fuck Hyuuga, you can suck some good cock.”

Neji smirked and leaned over him. "Ah, but that would imply that you have a good one, doesn't it?" he asked, mocking as he slid a finger down the length.

Kiba grinned, skin twitching as Neji touched him.

“Even if I knew you weren’t kidding, Hyuuga, I’d like to remind you that it’s not what you got, but how you use it.”

Neji gave a snort and sat back, flicking his hair behind him again. "Hm," he started, smirk widening, "but if you've got it, flaunt it, right?"

“I flaunt it in bed, is that enough?” Kiba said, laughing as he sat up on his elbows. He could feel his energy coming back, almost ready for round two already.

"Oh, I've seen you flaunt it in public, too," Neji said, remembering that almost every time the Inuzuka got drunk, he put on a strip show.

Kiba grinned again, a flash of fang showing as he slid forward, running his hands up Neji’s sides.

“I’d give you a private show, but you’ve already seen what I’ve got to offer.” He said, ticking his nails gently across Neji’s cock.

Neji held back a shiver, but couldn't stop his muscles from twitching, keeping his eyes locked on the younger boy.

"Mm," he agreed, "but you haven't shown me what you can do with it, since you're so prideful of that fact."

“Yes, I’d love to show you what I can do.” His eyes drifted to the side, where he’d clawed at the bed, gutting the blankets surface to the white innards of its sheets. “Though you might have something to fear, princess.”

His eyes narrowed again at the petname before he scoffed. "I'm a ninja, if you haven't forgotten, Inuzuka. As long as you don't leave lasting marks, I'm sure I can handle whatever you throw at me."

He wasn't sure why he was going along with it, instead of just... leaving. They had already had sex and that's all the younger boy had wanted, after all.

Kiba’s lips curled into an oh-so-amused smirk, his hand curling around Neji’s dick, the soft flesh only a little hardened. He gripped his own, not even as far along as Neji’s, and began to pump both of them to life.

“Oh, nothing’s lasting if you go and get it healed up.”

Neji did shiver this time, leaning back on his arms and letting the other take control for now.

"I don't want rumors flying around," he said, glancing away.

Kiba increased his pace, leaning in to kiss Neji on the lips.

“I’ll control myself then, princess.”

He glanced back over, relieved, and hesitated for a moment before moving forward and initiating another kiss.

"Good."

Kiba laughed lowly, amused by Neji not responding to the petname. He let go of both their cocks, reaching forward and flipping Neji onto his back.

Neji tensed slightly at the laughter, positive the Inuzuka was mocking him. His body automatically tensed further as he was forced into a vulnerable position, even if he knew he wouldn't really be hurt.

"What’s the point of me stretching you if you’re just gonna ruin it by flinchin’?” Kiba said, kneeling in between Neji’s legs.

"Sorry if I'm not used to being fucked," he hissed out, taking his remark as a blow to his ego. He took a deep breath and forced his body to relax.

“Really? It’s awesome, you should do it more often,” Kiba said with another laugh, grasping the Hyuuga’s hips lightly, positioning himself.

Neji just glared at the dog-nin, holding his tongue as he had the urge to ask him to be careful. He wasn't some weak, little kid who needed to be babied; he was a Hyuuga!

Kiba just grinned, gripping at the pale hips tightly, making sure to keep his fingertips flat so he didn’t harm the older boy. He began sliding in, going slowly, letting Neji’s body get used to the feel of him.

Neji focused his mind on staying relaxed and breathing evenly. It felt weird, not that he hadn't known what it would feel like, but... there was no pain; at all.

He swallowed thickly, squirming a little after a while, pushing up the last few centimeters.

“Hold still; it’s hard enough not to slam into your tight ass without you squirmin’ and all,” Kiba growled, fingers stiffening as he resisted digging his nails in.

Neji glared up at him, reaching up and dragging him down by his hair. "Don't treat me like I'm frail, Inuzuka. I won't break," he said, despite his worry just a minute ago. He lifted a leg up and hooked it around Kiba's waist, bringing him closer. "So, move."

Kiba allowed a grin to curl his lips and show off his fangs, bending down and kissing Neji.

“With pleasure, princess.” Without further wait he pulled back, slamming in to the hilt. He didn’t increase his grip, instead pushing down to pin Neji’s hips to the bed while he began ramming in, stronger and faster with each thrust.

Neji tried to keep glaring at him, he really did, but he couldn't keep it on his face as pleasure kept sweeping through him. His grip tightened on the younger boy, eyes fluttering closed at a hard thrust, biting his cheek to keep in a moan.

Keeping up his rough rhythm, Kiba’s hand moved to the side and fisted Neji’s unattended member, pumping him at about the same pace as his wildly thrusting hips, running a thumb along the end every now and then.

Neji whined softly, trying to roll his hips into the extra touches though not quite able to with the brutal pace. He let his mouth fall open with a moan, able to keep enough conscious thought that he knew if he bit any harder, his lip would split.

His head started spinning after a few thrusts in succession went right into his prostate, twisting and arching slightly as he came.

"Aah, Kibaa...!"

Kiba’s features tightened, his own release surging out as Neji clenched around him, his ears ringing with the voice the Hyuuga had used calling his name.

He shivered as his orgasm finished, slumping forward but not allowing himself to collapse on top of the other male. He grinned in a tired, satisfied way.

“So, like being on bottom, princess?”

Neji glared tiredly up at him. It had definitely felt better than he thought it would have, but he'd eat his own hair before admitting that.

"Would you kindly get out and off of me?" he asked, voice somehow both sarcastic and cold.

Kiba’s grin gained a little energy before he did as asked, falling to the side with a light bounce. His arm draped over Neji’s stomach, placing his chin to the Hyuuga’s pale shoulder.

“You liked it that much? I’m glad. You seemed kinda stiff.” He smiled, kissing at the shoulder.

Neji flinched slightly at the kiss, mentally berating himself after for being affected. He didn't like post-coital cuddling but obviously the other ninja did and he had paid for everything, so he couldn't be too rude.

He turned his narrowed gaze on Kiba, not moving his head, and said, "Be quiet for once if you want me to remain here."

Kiba smirked at the other, lifting up onto one elbow.

“One more question before you stalk off in a princess huff.” He said, trailing a finger through the mess Neji had made on his own chest.

“Want me to clean you?”

Neji scowled, cheeks coloring a little. He knew Kiba wasn't, but he couldn't help but feel he was talking down to him. He forcefully pushed away that feeling for now and nodded.

Kiba grinned, rolling away to get a wet towel. When he came back he placed it to the side, instead leaning over Neji from where he knelt, parallel to Neji with his knee at one of Neji’s hips. He put his hand beside the boy’s other hip, sliding it up as he leaned down and began lapping up the spilled stickiness.

Neji's eyes widened and he squirmed, sliding up the bed and away from the Inuzuka. "What are you doing?" he snapped, blush deepening no matter how he tried to push it back. It was one thing doing it in the heat of the moment and another after.

Kiba looked up at him, licking his lips.

“Cleaning you, like I said.”

His eyes narrowed again and he shook his head, tensing.

"Use the towel." It wasn't a request.

Kiba sighed, slumping down, cradling his head on his arms as he looked at Neji with one eye.

“What’s wrong with you now? You got a thing against being licked?”

Neji took a deep breath, keeping his exasperation and temper in check before he moved off the bed, grabbed the towel and his clothes, and headed into the bathroom; trying to walk as normally as possible.

Kiba sighed even more, rolling onto his back and taking a deep breath, stopping only when it felt like his stomach was two inches thin and his ribs would break through his skin. He exhaled again, getting off the bed and heading towards the door.

“Neji, I’m… sorry.” He scrunched his nose at the word but continued, “I don’t know why you’re mad and all but look, if you tell me these things that make you mad then I won’t do them, right?” He was about ready to swallow his own tongue by the end, but he was proud that he’d been able to say that without throwing in some rueful comment. And he hadn’t called him princess. He deserved some points for that.

Neji paused in cleaning up, before continuing, jaw clenched. Truthfully he didn't know why he was angry either and that bothered him more than anything the Inuzuka had done.

He redressed himself and tied up his hair again, mildly upset that there wasn't a brush in the bathroom. He re-tied his hitai-ate and schooled his face before opening the bathroom door again.

Kiba scrunched his face at Neji, lip curling in displeasure. He didn’t like that Neji wasn’t telling him anything, getting mad over something and leaving him in the dark.

“Fine then; leave. Leave and don’t tell me what’s up and keep masturbating over people you can’t have.” He turned, stalking over to the bed, flopping down. “Room’s paid for whether you’re here or not anyway.”

Neji stiffened, eyes flashing with both anger and hurt. That had been a low blow and Kiba knew it. Against his better judgment, he turned towards him and glared.

"You asked me for a fuck, not time to talk. Well, you got that fuck and another, so don't complain," he snapped.

Kiba turned so his back was to Neji, letting the other’s hurt roll off of him, clenching his fists.

“That’s right princess, I got more then I bargained for.” He closed his eyes, willing Neji to just walk out the door. “I didn’t want a fucking talk either, but you had to go all prissy bitch on me over nothing!”

"If you had just used the towel, it wouldn't matter! And stop calling me that," Neji growled. "In case you hadn't noticed through all the sex, I'm male."

Kiba growled, turning over with a snarl to glare daggers at the haughty teen.

“Well, Neji, maybe if you didn’t act like such a girl then I could look at you and not get the urge to call you princess, because so far even with your seed hot on my lips it’s not that hard to forget what gender you are!”

"Maybe you're just too stupid and clueless instead!" he yelled back, hands clenching into fists. "I shouldn't have wasted my time on you, Inuzuka, you're not worth it."

“I shouldn’t have listened to Shikamaru and come looking for you! I should have just left you to your precious clan and your loving hand because no one else in this village, or even the whole fucking world could ever stand you as more than a one-night stand!”

Neji tensed even more, jaw clenching. "And I bet everyone just loves what a little slut you are, right?" he hissed. "Don't show your face around me again."

He turned around, heading for the door again.

“I’d rather be a slut then to be like you any day, Neji,” Kiba said, glaring at the other’s back.

"Of course you would," Neji said, hand pausing near the door. "You have no pride or integrity."

“Pride or integrity? I’ve got that Neji, only difference is I know how to have fun. I’m not some heartless pawn to my family, jumping when they say jump, fucking when they say fuck.” Kiba scoffed. “I bet you were waiting till they set you up on an arranged marriage, right? That’s when you’ll fuck a girl, when your clan says you can. Of course, there’s no problem if you fuck a man, two men can’t reproduce. Is that why you fuck around with guys, Neji? Because your dick in another man’s ass is the only freedom you’ve got with your precious clan?”

Neji shut his eyes, outstretched hand clenching. "Shut up," he spat. "Don't talk about things you don't understand."

Of course he was right, and that just hurt even more.

“Why should I shut up? Just because you listen to what others tell you doesn’t mean I will.” He swung his leg over the edge, not standing. “But then my clan isn’t as crazy as yours, is it? My clan doesn’t dictate who I can fuck, my clan doesn’t tell me I’m a lesser member. My clan doesn’t scar its own kind.” He grinned harshly, tapping his forehead with a clawed forefinger. “At least they made it pretty though, eh, princess?”

Neji's body trembled slightly and in a flash he was by Kiba, byakugan activated, and jabbed two fingers into his gut, repeating in several more places.

"Don't talk like you understand, Inuzuka," he growled out. "And at least my clan doesn't piss on furniture like an animal." He turned and strode out of the room, leaving the door open, not caring if someone saw Kiba naked on the bed.

Kiba had time to widen his eyes in surprise, his control suddenly gone as his body slumped back. He’d never expected Neji to lose control as bad as that, not even with the harsh words they’d been shooting back and forth. He began cursing the Hyuuga; the damn prissy little fucking princess!

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Neji made his way back to the Hyuuga compound, not paying attention to anyone he passed along the way.

How dare he say such things! Even though what he'd said was true, doesn't mean he understands it; understands what I go through! Damn him!

He stood outside the compound and took a deep breath, wanting to control himself before showing himself to his... 'family'.

“N-Neji nii-san?” Hinata said softly, seeing her cousin standing rigidly before the entrance to the compound. By the set of his shoulders he wasn’t in a good mood. Hinata pressed forward, having been out for an easy stroll and just returning for the day.

“Is s-something th-the mat-ter?”

Neji turned his head to look at her, expression calming a bit though you could tell he was still angry.

"No, Hinata-sama," he said. "It's nothing you need to concern yourself with."

She gave Neji a hurt look, confusion eating up at her. She knew Neji wouldn’t have told her if anything was bothering him, but still, she wished her cousin could be a little less cold to her sometimes…

“N-neji nii-s-san, I h-hope you know I-I’m here… I-if you need a-anything.”

Neji's expression softened a little more, grateful, but this was definitely not something he could discuss with her. Not only was it about the Souke again, but about her teammate and friend as well. It wasn't his place to burden her like that.

"Thank you, Hinata-sama," he replied, giving a short, polite bow. "But I think I just need to turn in early tonight."

Hinata nodded, a little sadly. She walked beyond her cousin, up to the entrance he had yet to cross beyond. She turned, smiling at him.

“A-alright Neji. H-have a-a nice night.”

Neji nodded, managing a small smile back. He waited until she had disappeared into the house, then went in himself. Once in his room, he changed into his sleeping yukata and let his hair out from the tie before putting it in a loose braid to prevent knotting. But it wasn't for a few more hours that he actually fell asleep.