Oranges

Chapter 7: Question Myself,


Hinata moaned into his neck as she grasped at fistfuls of red hair. She couldn’t deny that she was turned on. Her nipples were diamond hard, her panties became moist and uncomfortable and she was panting like a bitch in heat. Her back was scratched and rubbed against the bricks of the school storage shed. Her Back was going to be red and sore but she didn’t care. All she was focused on was the lips that kissed and bit feverishly at her collar boneas nimble fingers slipped under her skirt and tugged down her cotton panties.

“Up.”

That one word was all Garra needed to say. She sepped out of the white cotton around her ankles and wrapped her legs around his waist. The only things keeping her up was her vice grip on his shoulders, the support of the brick wall she was pressed against and Garra’s constant upward thrusts.

Each thrust made her jerk and try to push own to get more of his girth inside of her. She felt the hands on her hips grip her with bruising force as he begn to withdraw. She tried to push herself down once more, She couldn’t. Confused as why she was being denied her satisfaction she looked up into Garra’s green eyes.

“Who have you been fucking?” of coarse he already knew. He watched her interaction with her ‘brother’ carefully and noticed they were close. It was rare that they were not in reach of the other. Hinata smiled at Neji all the time, but not one of her fake smiles tat she reserve for pleasing others, a genuine smile. That was when his suspicions were confirmed, now h wanted to hear it from her mouth.

The heat and itch of her unsatisfied sex drove her insane. She wanted noting more than to feel Garra full her again. She tried to thrust down but was denied that movement again. She heatedly glared at him, oddly resembling a flustered kitten. “Well currently you, and for your information I’d like to finish sometime soon.”

“’S that so.” With out further notice Garra took one step away from the wall causing Hinata to latch her arms onto his shoulders so that she wouldn’t fall. Once he was sure of her grip he plowed up into her three times then stopped locking her hips in place with his fingers once more.

“G-Garra stop messing around. I’ve gotta go to class soon.”

“Tell me and I’ll finish you off.”

“I thought you didn’t care.”

“I thought you wanted to get to class.”

Hinata unraveled her legs and tried to get down but her hips were held firmly and she couldn’t move. “Stop being such a child…” She huffed. “I asked you and you said it was alright. That’s all there is to it.”

“Well it’s not alright until I know who it is you’re screwing.”

Hinata’s patience had been exhausted and her nether lips quivered and twitched erratically at the lack of attention and cold air. “Just fuck me and shut up.”

“Who.” Garra murmured before pressed his lips against the nape of her neck and nipped her throat. “Hinata I know you want me to finish you off. I wont. Not until you tell me who’s been taking my place.”

“Let me down Garra.”

“Tell me.”

“Why do you need to know?”

“Last chance?”

Hinata turned her head away from her angered lover. She wouldn’t have to look into those eyes that she couldn’t deny. “No.” Hinata felt the pride swell up in her chest, But that feeling was quickly aborted when fear rooted it’s self I her stomach. This was Garra she was talking to, he never accepted no for an answer (unless it came from Temari).

“Fine then.” With one fluid motion he dropped her on her ass, pulled both her hands behind her back and bound then with the belt he was wearing earlier, proped her against the shed wall and kicked her legs far apart before fastening his pants and squatting down between her knees. “I know how to get what I want Hyuga.” He growled as he rubbed her second set of lips with two fingers barely skimming over the places he knew would give her the most pleasure. “I know how to twist your body against you.” Hinata barely held in her yowl of pleasurable pain when pinched her clit.

Her breath hitched as her body grew feverish. If she could goad him enough to loose his restraint she could make it through to the end of her interrogation as tight lipped as when she went in. “Really…I doubt it…”

He slid a single finger into her heat and rubbed her wet walls slowly but firmly. “You like pain Hinata. I know you do. It turns you on better than anything else. If I took that belt I tied your hands with and hit your thighs you’d cry and whine and moan- but you’d be wet. And after I fuck you senseless you’d want to do it again.”

Hinata bit back a moan. He knew what he was talking about he as in no way stupid nor was he ignorant to her fetishes. All she could manage was a strangled “Ugh…”

Garra grinned wickedly at her as he flicked her clit. Then he withdrew all contact and just watched her squirm and try to keep still. “Do you know why I know this Hina-Baby?”

Hinata was so close to crying in frustration that she felt her eyes burning. She didn’t trust her self to open her mouth so she ignored his words to the best of her ability. She tried to close her thighs to cover herself and maybe she could shift her sex into them until her arousal was bearable. This plan was put to a stop when she realized Garra was seated between her knees.

“I own you. You are mine. The perfect little fuck. Nice tits, perfect ass and pretty face at that. You’re such a tight and willing fuck too. I bet your first had nothing but praise for you.” Garra pinched Hinata’s nipples and pulled her close to himself. She was now drawn up on her knees, torso leaning on his chest her head cradled into the nape of his neck. Garra held her waist with one arm and flipped up her gray uniform skirt. He ran his hand lightly over her round globes and then cupped her second pair of lips in his palm. “Tell me who had the pleasure of fucking you and I’ll make it all better.”

Tears began to leak from her eyes and she sniffed. She pulled back slightly and burrowed her face into his chest. She cried for all she was worth sobbing into him. She felt her arms drop to her sides once they were freed from their leather confines. Before she knew it she was drawn into her tormentor’s embrace. This boy may not be her master but he did own her, her traitorous body did show her that much.


(-)

Neji sighed as he watched the scene near the storage ledge from the school roof top. Hinata-sama looked as if she was having a good time. He watched the boy who challenged him the other day with a critical eye. If he was going to tame him as he hoped he needed to do his research. The familiar pang of jealousy and guilt washed over him as he watched Hinata get fingered. “He wanted to be her obedient pet… He wanted to dominate her lover.

“Hinata-sama am I a bad person?” he mumbled to himself.

With a brief nod he decided tat e would ask her for her opinion. If He did something to hurt her… he wouldn’t know what to do.

(-Sabaku Manor after school-)

Garra sat at the table as he watched Temari cook dinner. Temari cooked very well and always just how he liked it. He hated when she was away from home. This person with hard cracked hands, wiry blonde hair and an awkwardly soft/firm body was the only woman he would ever need.

When he was in sixth grade he had willingly given is virginity to his sister, Kankuro also freighted his own to Temari not long after. They’re relation ship was different than most. No mater what happened of who else they had sex with Temari Kankuro and Garra were always available to each other. That was just the way it was. That was all he needed…

When she passed by him to after washing the dishes he grabbed the sleeve of her jacket and wouldn’t let go.

Temari turned and looked at her brother. He wasn’t looking at her but rater the other way, the lightest shade of pink dusting over his cheeks. She stopped before him and wiped her hands on her apron. “What’s wrong Garra.”

“Nothings wrong.”

“sure…” Temari stepped closer and laced her hands around Garra’s neck and pulled him close to her in a loose hug. She wasn’t at all surprised when he laid his head on her breast. There as something wrong and she wanted to know what. Garra was normally childish if he was bothered by something.

“When are you Levin ‘mari?” he mumbled tiredly as e looped his arms arund her waist.

Temari’s train of thought brought her to last year. When sh was leaving for school Garra threw the biggest temper tantrum she’d ever seen. He trashed damn near every room in the house and put a innumerable amount of holes in the walls and even gave each of the cars in the garage flat tires. He wouldn’t let her leave at all. Her father came home from work with a group of orderlies and a doctor, they held down Garra and sedated him, despite his best efforts.

“I’m not going to tell you.”

Garra felt nothing but cam as he was surrounded by his sister’s sent and warmth. He only needed her. Only Temari, every one else was just a consolation prize. That’s what he always told himself.

“Fine.”

If that was true,
Why did he care so much if Hinata was pulled away from him?

(Hyuga Manor-)


Hinata pushed Neji back lightly. This wasn’t play between the two as master and servant, this was the comfort that she desperately needed. They sat on his bed her fingers laced in his hair as he kissed feather light trails along the cure of her neck and the swell of her breast as she straddled his waist. A blur of things happened before their beautiful world collapsed.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?”

Both turned around to see the glaring white eyes of Hiashi Hyuga. Hinata yelped when was yanked back by her hair and thrown to the floor. Neji stayed silent when he was punched across the jaw, not daring to move even when he felt the coppery liquid flow into his mouth.

The Hyuga Patriarch looked almost green as his voice came out in a clipped raspy whisper. “What the fuck do you two think you- Hinata I expected to have little restraint but you-” Hiashi glanced at is nephew then his daughter wo was curled into a ball on the floor. “Did you lead the lamb to slaughter Neji?”

Neji paused trying to think his answer through. If he could shift the blame to himself Hinata wouldn’t suffer any of the consequences. “I as-”

“F-Father” Hinata looked seadil into angry white eyes with all the courage she could muster. She braced her self and bit down on her lip hard. Once se felt the sharp tang of blood e opened her moth again… It was now or never. “Father… I wanted it. I asked Neji Nii-” she stopped to gather her self. “I asked neji-san to have sex with me.”

The room was silent for two minutes. To Hinata those 120 seconds may as well been 120 years. Her father shook his head slowly. “I expect you both to vacate my property by this time tomorrow.”

(-)

This story will start moving very quickly now. Okay I know Hinata is out of character but I might just post a prequel to this story to explain why and how she got this way.