Desperation

Desperation

Chapter 7: The Line Between Dreams and Reality

All Hinata could think was that she was the one who was dreaming. Certainly Naruto wasn't picking her up and taking her into his apartment like all of those corny stories she heard where the man swept the woman off her feet and into the bedroom.

Naruto laid her onto the bed and grinned down at her. The lustful look she had hoped for when he'd been to her bedroom to talk with her had finally appeared on his face.

Hinata blushed, and crossed her arms over her chest, feeling utterly flustered at the way he undressed her with his eyes.

"What's the matter? You're all shy again," Naruto said, his movements stilling.

"Uh, no I'm not," Hinata said, her hands loosening slightly as she uncrossed herself and unzipped her shirt. Naruto blinked once, but didn't seem at all deterred as he helped her remove the jacket that she wore. His hands slipped under her shirt, sliding it over her head, and before Hinata could do it herself, he had unhooked her bra as well.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata purred as his mouth suddenly began to suck on her neck. She couldn't help the little moan that escaped her as his clothed top pressed against her bare chest.

"You're shaking," Naruto whispered against her neck.

Ah, yes, so she was.

Well, what did he expect when she wasn't half out of her mind this time, and her conscience wouldn't leave her alone like it had the last time?

This time felt different.

This time she wasn't oh so desperate. This time she knew that he and Ino were an item.

"I...we should…stop," Hinata squeaked out, tears prickling her eyes. "You're with Ino..." Hinata said sadly.

"Yeah, but when you dream the person you dream about isn't really that person. So, you might be Ino or Sakura...or maybe Hinata. Some dreams come true, you know?"

Um, no she didn't know.

"What?"

"I read it in a book."

"What?"

"Well, Sai actually read it to me from a book when I was trying to talk to someone about my dreams and what not. He was one of the ones who was worried about me too. He was trying to give me the break down on why I might be dreaming about you. The book said something about even when you dream about certain people they may actually represent another person. But...let's not talk now, right?"

Naruto truly didn't seem like he wanted to talk any more as his fingers gently trailed along her bare sides, making little shivers spread throughout her body at the light touch.

"Ano-sa-"

But Naruto was surprisingly good with his mouth, and his warm lips once again pressed against her neck, making her not want to argue.

Naruto's mouth didn't leave her body as his hands fumbled with her pants, sliding them slowly down her legs, his hands trailing down her hips to her thighs. His mouth moved from her neck to her breasts as his hands slid down lower, pulling her pants off of her body from her thighs to just below her knees. His hands massaged her legs while his mouth kissed and massaged her breasts, his tongue lavishing attention onto her nipples.

"Ah!" Hinata gasped in pleasure as his mouth and hands worked magic on her body. Idly she realized that she should return the attention he was giving to her, but her body felt weak and shaky. Even so, she put her hands into his hair, stroking first just the top of his head with her blunt nails before running her nails down the back of his neck. She made nonsensical circle patterns on his back, and he moaned at the sensation, causing another gasp to leave her mouth at the feeling the vibration caused her breast to feel.

After a few lovely moments filled with Naruto's mouth on her breast, his hands began to travel lower once again, his mouth trailing a line of kisses down her stomach to her now exposed lower area. While his mouth trailed downward, his hands kept massaging her legs to her ankles, and finally just pulled the pants straight off of her. Hinata gasped again, this time in slight shock as he stood up from the bed for just half a second to toss her discarded pants to the floor. The cold feeling of his body leaving hers, his warm mouth and hot hands absent on her skin made Hinata quickly cross her arms over her body, feeling more exposed with the gap between them.

Her gasp brought his eyes to focus on her face questioningly, and Hinata, fearful that he would stop if he thought something was wrong, sat up and reached out her hands and gently placed them on his shoulders.

"Cold," Hinata murmured as she gripped his shoulders, lying back down as she pulled his body warmth back on top of hers. His clothes pressed softly against her naked body, and she sighed contently at the feeling of his warmth spreading through her.

"Ano, Hinata – I need to be naked," Naruto practically pouted, and Hinata almost giggled at the pleading tone of his voice. She would have giggled if the image of him naked hadn't caught the giggle in her throat. Gulping, Hinata moved her hands from where she had unconsciously wound them around his neck to below his shirt, being just as slow as he had as she let her fingers trail over his sides and along his arms as she took off his top. His fingers gripped the edges of his own shirt, and he tugged it out of her hands as he sat up, flinging his shirt to the side before quickly standing up, pulled off his pants, and practically jumped back on the bed.

He grinned at her as he straddled her legs between his thighs, his hands propped on either side of her shoulders. His face was close to hers, but for once, with his eyes so close, so blue, staring so intently at her, she couldn't concentrate on his handsome face. Instead, her whole body seemed to be concentrating on how Naruto's cock pressed firmly against her clit. The sensation of that velvety skin stretched over his hardened length touching her there made it feel like her clit was pulsating. She could feel herself tightening, and a warm wetness gathered between her legs just by the sensation of Naruto pressing close to her.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata breathed out as she closed her eyes and lifted her hips off the bed to rub against him.

"Hinata...you look so...cute, lying there with a blush on your face and your eyes closed," Naruto murmured to her. Hinata didn't want to look cute. She wanted to look sexy. Wanted to look exotic. Wanted to look whatever she was supposed to look to make sure that Naruto was sliding inside her again.

"Nnn," Hinata moaned as Naruto trust his hips against hers, pushing down as she pushed up creating greater pressure. Hinata could both hear and feel Naruto chuckle as he lowered his chest to press against hers, the low rumble of laughter warming her. Her eyes shot up as his lips found hers, and she let her eyes flutter close again as his lips pressed softly against her mouth.

It was Naruto's turn to moan, his mouth opening slightly against her lips as Hinata thrust upward a little harder than she had before. But this wasn't like the little sensual moans from before. It was more needy, more feral and Hinata gasped as she felt his body shifting, spreading her legs wider as he slid his length lower so that the head of his cock pressed against her opening. Her body tightened in anticipation as he pressed against her, slowly sliding along the slickness her body had provided her with. Naruto made little gasping noises as he slid all the way into her. He gave her little time to adjust to the hardness settled inside of her before he began to pull out and practically slam back into her.

"A-ah-a!" Hinata gasped in pleasure as she felt Naruto moving in and out of her, thrusting eagerly inside of her body. Her eyes fluttered open as she watched him now, his eyes now closed as he pressed his lips together in ecstatic concentration. Little grunts escaped him every now and then, and Hinata couldn't help but feel drawn into his body, his face, his entire being.

She couldn't believe that this was happening – again! He'd started it this time, and that meant a great deal to her, even if it was under misconceptions again. It was hard to think of this as settling for a place in his supposed dreams if it felt as good and wonderful as this did.

"I love you," she murmured, but at that point, Naruto couldn't have heard her as he grunted out a long moan, his body tightening inside of hers as he thrust harshly into her. Hinata gasped as she felt new wetness add to her own, and she watched in fascination at the look on his face as he rode his orgasm out inside of her. The erratic bucking of his hips as he rode his orgasm made her own body tighten as she too began to ride the wonderful waves of her own orgasm.

Naruto all but collapsed on top of her. His lower half rested flush against her, his penis still inside of her, while he propped his upper body weight up with his arms.

"Heh," he panted contently as he slid out of her at last. He rolled to the side of his bed and sighed happily, another show of contentment.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata whispered as she turned her body to look over at Naruto.

"Hmm?" he asked sleepily.

"This wasn't a dream. You'll remember this in the morning, right?" Hinata asked tentatively, feeling the momentary euphoria from her orgasm leave her as that cold, harsh weight of reality set back in.

"I'll remember it in the morning. How could I not? But this is a dream. It can only be a dream," Naruto murmured.

"Naruto-kun," Hinata whispered. "Naruto-kun?" she whispered again. He didn't answer. Hinata propped herself up on one arm and covered her chest with the other arm as she returned to being modest again. She watched as what little moonlight came through his bedroom window play across his handsome features. She saw the slow rise and fall of his chest, and like last time, he was sound asleep within a minute of their lovemaking.

Hinata frowned, looking at him, wondering what happened to his legendary stamina once he hit the sheets, wondering why he wouldn't just wake up.

Hinata laid her back down against the bed, crossing both arms over her naked chest as she realized that they were lying on the sheet so she couldn't use that to cover her chest.

She wasn't sure how long she lay there in bed with him, but she didn't fall asleep as she lay there, listening to his slow, even breathing. From Naruto's window she could watch the sunrise, and she began to wonder if she should get going before he woke up.

What should she do?

What would happen if she stayed? What would Naruto think if he woke up lying next to her?

What would happen if she left? Would she ever be able to let Naruto know the truth?

What to do? Her eyes began to feel suddenly heavy as she drifted off to sleep.

The next thing Hinata remembered, she was waking up, the sheets wrapped around her awkwardly.

"Naruto?" Hinata asked groggily, looking around her. She was back in her own room, the sun up. "A dream?" Hinata all but groaned.

But then she saw her clothes lying on her floor, neatly folded in a pile.

She had gone to bed with her clothes on.

She was naked, and her clothes were neatly folded in a pile. She never folded her clothes after she wore them; she always just threw them in the hamper.

Did that mean – did that mean what she think it did?

"This can’t be good."


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