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Cleaning Up
Chapter 8
The next morning, Ino awoke to the feeling of soft, butterfly kisses on her neck and shoulder. Mildly irritated, she tried to swat the offender away.
Her arm didn’t move.
Coming completely awake immediately, she remembered what had happened the night before and tried once more to get out of the prison her mind had become, but to no avail. The voice didn’t even acknowledge her attempts, but turned to Shikamaru and kissed him as well. Ino did her best to ignore the morning make out session, but it was hard, especially with the things Shika did to her body, and worse, what her body did to his.
~~~~*~~~~
Kakashi awoke to the sounds of loving, and for a moment wondered if he’d picked up a pair of girls at the bar again, until memory of the night before caught up with him. I have to give them credit for stamina, but really...
Slowly, he stretched his muscles before shifting slightly and peering down through the branches at the couple on the ground. For the first time, at least on this mission, they had given up the pretense of separate beds, and were now making a tangled mess of the one they shared.
Once again, Ino seemed to be holding her own in the war of the sexes, but Kakashi, unlike Shikamaru, had a great deal of experience with women, many of them first-timers. Ino knew far more than she should, and Kakashi knew she’d had no one to practice those moves on previous to this.
But there she was, exciting him more expertly than many wives could ever rouse their husbands, even after years of experience. Something was wrong, and Kakashi determined he’d better keep a close eye on Ino until he found out what.
~~~~*~~~~
He pulled his pack over and sat up, leaning against it, before picking her up and sitting her in his lap then divesting her of her clothes. In that position, he managed to kiss her thoroughly while one hand fondled her breast and the other buried itself between her legs. Either his technique was improving or she was learning how to relax herself much better, because it only took a few minutes for her to reach her peak this time.
When she’d come back down from the hormonal high, she stood and playfully tugged at his hand until he did as well. Grabbing one of their blankets and her small bag of bathing supplies, she lead him back to the reservoir, laid the blanket on the shore, and ran right into the chill water.
He blinked, then stood at the shore for a minute, watching her emerge dripping wet, the droplets on her skin shining in the early morning sun.
Slowly, he made his way toward her, catching her from behind and pulling her right up against him, not caring if she felt how hard she had made him. One hand groped her chest while the other held her tightly around the waist, not letting her move, even to turn and face him.
After a moment, her throaty chuckle rang out across the water. “Shika-kun, I’ve already cum this morning. Stop that now, it’s your turn.”
Slipping out of his grasp, she pulled him deeper into the water, until it was chest height, then slipped her hand beneath the surface, grasping him gently. Gradually she began to move her hand, using the water as a natural lubricant, taking her time as she pleased him. Moving closer and closer, soon she was pressing up against him, teasing his lips with her own, molding her body to his, still working him with her hand.
His arms came up to hold her, and suddenly she lifted herself up and wrapped her legs around him in a position similar to one they had learned in their jiu jitsu training, called the guard. He groaned as she rubbed his head against her entrance, feeling her warmth right there in front of him, knowing that he couldn’t let himself take her. Not yet.
But as she began to shift her hips, rubbing herself against him in conjuncture with her hand’s pumping, he let himself imagine what it would feel like to have those warm, smooth walls tight around him, as he, slick with her own juices, pushed himself into her again and again. And, remembering how those walls convulsed around his fingers when she came, his active imagination had no problem transferring the sensation to his member.
It took very little after that before he came, and the shifting water in the reservoir carried his seed away, sending it over the waterfall even as he came crashing down from his peak.
When his head cleared, he found she’d unwrapped herself from around him and was holding him to her breast. He must have nearly slipped under, because his hair was wet. He didn’t mind, however, as he came to the realization that women’s breasts do, indeed, make wonderful pillows. Nuzzling in closer, he kissed one, then slowly stood and finished cleaning himself off, including rubbing the final remainders of her dried secretions from the night before off his chest.
She, too, washed herself thoroughly, a sight he enjoyed, and she didn’t seem to mind him watching. Then, hand in hand, they returned to shore and helped each other dry off with the blanket. Seeing her in sunlight was even better, he decided, and he took extra time drying every hint of water off her skin.
It was with a bit of disappointment when they returned to camp and dressed in clean clothes, though he did enjoy seeing how she managed to wrap those bindings around her body on her own.
He also enjoyed watching as she carefully brushed her hair and tied it up. It was still short from her cutting it off during the chuunin exams, but that didn’t bother him at all. As long as she was happy with it, so was he. Besides, he knew she’d only grown it out in the first place because there was a rumor that Sasuke liked girls with long hair. The fact that she had been willing to slice it off was what had first signaled him that maybe, just maybe, he might have a chance.
~~~~*~~~~
“So, you have the girl, and things are progressing nicely. How long until you think it’s safe to bring her here?”
“It will take some time, Master. Their relationship is only just beginning, and he is lazy. We have to make sure she has completely wormed her way into his heart. We also want him to feel like he can’t trust most of his current friends with the information. We need to isolate him more. Then, we can take him, and no one will be the wiser. In the meantime, we have the perfect spy in Konoha. I’ll pass on any interesting tidbits that come out way.”
“You had better. And I want this situation finished as soon as possible. We can’t risk him discovering that Ino isn’t in control.”
“Of course. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Master, I have to relieve my sister from slut duty.”
“Carry on.”
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I beg forgiveness for my tardiness in posting. My computer is having problems, and for a time, I was worried I had lost my writings entirely. To my good fortune, that is not the case. However, I am having to post from a friend's computer (she was kind enough to allow this, so props to her!) which means I may not be able to post whenever I feel like it. I do promise to keep posting at least once a week, unless some unforseeable disaster occurs.
Please, let me know what you think of things thus far.
Have a great day, and good reading!
Crimson Iris
The next morning, Ino awoke to the feeling of soft, butterfly kisses on her neck and shoulder. Mildly irritated, she tried to swat the offender away.
Her arm didn’t move.
Coming completely awake immediately, she remembered what had happened the night before and tried once more to get out of the prison her mind had become, but to no avail. The voice didn’t even acknowledge her attempts, but turned to Shikamaru and kissed him as well. Ino did her best to ignore the morning make out session, but it was hard, especially with the things Shika did to her body, and worse, what her body did to his.
~~~~*~~~~
Kakashi awoke to the sounds of loving, and for a moment wondered if he’d picked up a pair of girls at the bar again, until memory of the night before caught up with him. I have to give them credit for stamina, but really...
Slowly, he stretched his muscles before shifting slightly and peering down through the branches at the couple on the ground. For the first time, at least on this mission, they had given up the pretense of separate beds, and were now making a tangled mess of the one they shared.
Once again, Ino seemed to be holding her own in the war of the sexes, but Kakashi, unlike Shikamaru, had a great deal of experience with women, many of them first-timers. Ino knew far more than she should, and Kakashi knew she’d had no one to practice those moves on previous to this.
But there she was, exciting him more expertly than many wives could ever rouse their husbands, even after years of experience. Something was wrong, and Kakashi determined he’d better keep a close eye on Ino until he found out what.
~~~~*~~~~
He pulled his pack over and sat up, leaning against it, before picking her up and sitting her in his lap then divesting her of her clothes. In that position, he managed to kiss her thoroughly while one hand fondled her breast and the other buried itself between her legs. Either his technique was improving or she was learning how to relax herself much better, because it only took a few minutes for her to reach her peak this time.
When she’d come back down from the hormonal high, she stood and playfully tugged at his hand until he did as well. Grabbing one of their blankets and her small bag of bathing supplies, she lead him back to the reservoir, laid the blanket on the shore, and ran right into the chill water.
He blinked, then stood at the shore for a minute, watching her emerge dripping wet, the droplets on her skin shining in the early morning sun.
Slowly, he made his way toward her, catching her from behind and pulling her right up against him, not caring if she felt how hard she had made him. One hand groped her chest while the other held her tightly around the waist, not letting her move, even to turn and face him.
After a moment, her throaty chuckle rang out across the water. “Shika-kun, I’ve already cum this morning. Stop that now, it’s your turn.”
Slipping out of his grasp, she pulled him deeper into the water, until it was chest height, then slipped her hand beneath the surface, grasping him gently. Gradually she began to move her hand, using the water as a natural lubricant, taking her time as she pleased him. Moving closer and closer, soon she was pressing up against him, teasing his lips with her own, molding her body to his, still working him with her hand.
His arms came up to hold her, and suddenly she lifted herself up and wrapped her legs around him in a position similar to one they had learned in their jiu jitsu training, called the guard. He groaned as she rubbed his head against her entrance, feeling her warmth right there in front of him, knowing that he couldn’t let himself take her. Not yet.
But as she began to shift her hips, rubbing herself against him in conjuncture with her hand’s pumping, he let himself imagine what it would feel like to have those warm, smooth walls tight around him, as he, slick with her own juices, pushed himself into her again and again. And, remembering how those walls convulsed around his fingers when she came, his active imagination had no problem transferring the sensation to his member.
It took very little after that before he came, and the shifting water in the reservoir carried his seed away, sending it over the waterfall even as he came crashing down from his peak.
When his head cleared, he found she’d unwrapped herself from around him and was holding him to her breast. He must have nearly slipped under, because his hair was wet. He didn’t mind, however, as he came to the realization that women’s breasts do, indeed, make wonderful pillows. Nuzzling in closer, he kissed one, then slowly stood and finished cleaning himself off, including rubbing the final remainders of her dried secretions from the night before off his chest.
She, too, washed herself thoroughly, a sight he enjoyed, and she didn’t seem to mind him watching. Then, hand in hand, they returned to shore and helped each other dry off with the blanket. Seeing her in sunlight was even better, he decided, and he took extra time drying every hint of water off her skin.
It was with a bit of disappointment when they returned to camp and dressed in clean clothes, though he did enjoy seeing how she managed to wrap those bindings around her body on her own.
He also enjoyed watching as she carefully brushed her hair and tied it up. It was still short from her cutting it off during the chuunin exams, but that didn’t bother him at all. As long as she was happy with it, so was he. Besides, he knew she’d only grown it out in the first place because there was a rumor that Sasuke liked girls with long hair. The fact that she had been willing to slice it off was what had first signaled him that maybe, just maybe, he might have a chance.
~~~~*~~~~
“So, you have the girl, and things are progressing nicely. How long until you think it’s safe to bring her here?”
“It will take some time, Master. Their relationship is only just beginning, and he is lazy. We have to make sure she has completely wormed her way into his heart. We also want him to feel like he can’t trust most of his current friends with the information. We need to isolate him more. Then, we can take him, and no one will be the wiser. In the meantime, we have the perfect spy in Konoha. I’ll pass on any interesting tidbits that come out way.”
“You had better. And I want this situation finished as soon as possible. We can’t risk him discovering that Ino isn’t in control.”
“Of course. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Master, I have to relieve my sister from slut duty.”
“Carry on.”
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I beg forgiveness for my tardiness in posting. My computer is having problems, and for a time, I was worried I had lost my writings entirely. To my good fortune, that is not the case. However, I am having to post from a friend's computer (she was kind enough to allow this, so props to her!) which means I may not be able to post whenever I feel like it. I do promise to keep posting at least once a week, unless some unforseeable disaster occurs.
Please, let me know what you think of things thus far.
Have a great day, and good reading!
Crimson Iris