Prey

This was a request BlooBlood Shinobi…and as the purpose of this was hot female sex, so I didn’t really bother coming up with a very intricate plot. This is my first hand at yuri, so please forgive any mistakes you might find.... :/

I tried making this as tasteful as possible. I hope I succeeded.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, or any of its characters.

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Temari sipped her drink.

She didn’t know why she was here, really. It was several years after her first visit to Konoha. Things had changed, friendships had formed, and the like. So when she received an invitation from the leaf, she felt obligated to go. Her brothers did as well, which surprised her. They normally weren’t very social people.

She glanced over to see Kankurou and Shino talking by the food table, and from the looks of it they seemed to be debating something. Kankurou looked like he was getting mad, but Shino remained as expressionless as ever. Temari smiled.

Swiveling her head, her eyes searched the room for her other sibling. She found him sitting quietly and observing a game of go between Naruto and Shikamaru. Naruto was losing quite badly, from the looks of it. It surprised Temari how much Gaara clung to Naruto. She never understood the odd friendship they formed…but it was good for Gaara. He needed someone like that boy to help him.

Temarokedoked back down at her cup of sake. Everyone else seemed to have a connection with someone else…but she had always been a bit of a loner. It didn’t surprise her. She reached for the bottle of sake and downed another cup.

“Can I sit here?”

The voice startled her out of her drunken stupor. Temari glanced up to see a face smiling at her, flushed from alcohol. Tenten…she remembered. She had fought her a few years ago in the exam. For the life of her, she couldn’t imagine why she would choose to sit with her out of everyone here. You would think that the girl would hold some sort of grudge.

Temari nodded at Tenten, and scooted over in her small corner to allow the girl to sit down, which she did with flourish. She helped herself to a generous round of sake.

“I don’t like parties much,” she murmured between sips. “I never have anyone to talk to.”

“Then why do you go to them then?” Temari wondered, staring at the girl. She still looked very much like she remembered her…she still wore the same hairstyle and had that childish look to her that made her look much younger than she was.

Tenten swallowed her cup of sake in one gulp before answering. “Free drinks,” she said with a smirk.

“You don’t look like the type to be an alcoholic,” Temari frowned. Tenten chuckled, hiccupping in the process.

“I’m not. Truthfully…I come to these things because there’s nothing better to do.” Tenten sighed, and reached for the sake bottle again.

“Why aren’t you hanging out with your old teammates?” Temari wondered. “I thought all you rookie nine were really close.” She made it a point to remove the bottle from Tenten’s reach after she set it down.

“Ah…” Tenten paused, looking at her cup. “Neji is nice…but he’s not really the type to get down and party, you know what I mean?” Temari nodded, snatching up the sake bottle before Tenten could refill.

Tenten barely noticed the movement. “And as for Lee…well…” she looked over towards the opposite end of the room where Lee and that Sakura girl were conversing. It was obvious that they were both flirting shamelessly with each other. “He’s a little preoccupied.”

Temari pivoted her head to look at Tenten again, who had a depressed look on her face. The girl ran a finger inside her sake cup, licking off the last few drops that she could get. She seemed to be too drunk to notice the bottle was gone.

“You liked him, didn’t you?” Temari asked.

Tenten flushed, and Temari was sure it wasn’t from the alcohol.

“Maybe,” Tenten said irritably, trying to reach for the sake bottle, which was currently being held prisoner in Temari’s grasp. “But that was in the past. I’ve moved on.” She made a last attempt at the bottle, but Temari held it away from her.

“I think you’ve drank quite enough,” Temari stated, pouring herself a glass and draining the bottle. Tenten growled and practically leapt on her, in an effort to steal Temari’s cup. Temari twisted out of the way just in time, which caused the remaining sake in the cup to splash all over, including Temari’s face.

“Good going,” Temari complained the drunken girl. “Now I’m going to smell like alcohol all night.” Mentally she wondered if she should be a little ticked off but the buzz of the alcohol curbed her normally rampant irritation.

Tenten grinned and licked her lips. “There’s still a little left,” she said, inching closer to Temari. She slunk towards her on all fours, leaning in close so that she was almost nose-to-nose with Temari.

“What are you doing?” She demanded as Tenten nuzzled her cheek, where the sake had splashed her. Temari was the one flushing now, as Tenten leaned back on her knees and shot her a smirk. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say that she was flirting with her.

“What are you-“ Temari attempted to object but Tenten leaned in again, this time using a hand to travel up the sand girl’s bare leg.

She felt like she should object, but didn’t feel like taking the energy to protest. Her senses began to dull as the sake took effect and blurred her restrictions. All was gone from her head except for the delightful sensation of smooth fingers dancing on her flesh as she closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.

She made a mental note to remember the fact that Tenten gets quite frisky while drunk.

However, it seemed Tenten wasn’t content to just be frisky. Her fingers slid past the knee, traveling upwards to meet creamy thighs covered in mesh. But when her hand threatened to go deeper, Temari’s eyes shot open. She suddenly realized that they were in a room full of people. Nervously, she glanced around to see if anyone noticed the two girls messing around.

It seemed they hadn’t. Chouji and Kiba were passed out on the couch, Kiba snoring loudly. For once Shikamaru was losing against Naruto as Ino sat in his lap, interrupting the game. Hinata, who sat nearby with Akamaru, giggled with Naruto as they watched Shikamaru squirm. Shino and Kankurou were still arguing over something, and Sakura and Lee had left the room entirely.

“No one is paying attention, Temari,” Tenten purred, inching a hand up past the hem of Temari’s robe. Temari took a sudden intake of breath as she felt her body temperature begin to heat up. Whether it was the alcohol, or just the fact that she was getting horny, she didn’t know.

“Not here,” Temari murmered, breathing heavily. “Bedroom…now.” Tenten grinned triumphantly, almost as a predator would at its prey.

Am I her prey? Temari wondered to herself as sauleauled herself to her feet, feeling more than a bit woozy and unbalanced. Tenten grabbed her hand and pulled her across the room, earning an odd stare from Kankurou as she went past him. She smiled embarrassedly at him before Tenten yanked her down the hall and into the nearest open bedroom.

Temari barely had time to shut the door before Tenten attacked her, smothering her with kisses. Her eyebrows rose in surprise as they stumbled backwards in the dim light of the room in an effort to reach the bed.

Heat enveloped Temari’s body as Tenten crushed her lips against her own, kissing her savagely and roughly. Temari could taste the sake quite clearly on Tenten’s lips, sweet and potent. Her leg came into contact with something, and the two girls fell ovn a n a tangled mess of limbs on the bed.

Tenten pinned Temari with a growl of conquest, and ground her hips against the girl trapped beneath her while still kissing her furiously. Teeth clinked against teeth as Tenten ravenously sucked on Temari’s tongue, letting one hand keep Temari’s arm pinned as the other dropped to her midsection, attempting to untie the sash that held the robe tightly around Temari’s body. After a few fumbles, she tore it off his flourish, letting the fal fall open, revealing a mesh bodysuit, which did nothing to hide anything. Temari winced as she felt the cool night air hit her skin through the fishnets.

She could feel the blood pounding in her veins as Tenten’s lips grazed her jaw line, and then dipped to nibble at the tender flesh on her neck. She removed her hands from Temari’s arms and hooked her fingers into the neckline of the mesh, yanking it down in one quick move. She could feel Tenten’s face curl into a smile as her heart rate quickened underneath her mouth. As Tenten’s warm tongue dipped lower towards her collarbone, Temari had to grasp the sheets tightly to control herself while she arched her hips upwards to rub against Tenten impatiently.

Temari arched her back and moaned throatily as Tenten’s searching lips found a bare breast as smothered it with light kisses and nips. Her arms flew up to ensnare themselves around Tenten’s neck, her fingers tightly grasping the roots of her hair at the junction of head and neck. The area between Temari’s legs ached with desire as the young kunoichi’s tongue teasingly licked a stiff nipple, before leaning closer to suckle. Temari threw her head against the bed and buried her fingers deeper in Tenten’s hair, her chest heaving against Tenten’s mouth.

A warm hand pressed into the taut flesh of Temari’s stomach as she jumped at the contact, flinching from the jolt of heat it sent up her spine. She glanced up to see Tenten gaze hungrily at her her eyes filled not with drunkenness now but heavily laden with lust. Her fingers played around her navel for a minute before slipping further to tease Temari’s entrance. Tenten playfully ran a finger along the outer lips of Temari’s sex, causing Temari to shudder beneath her touch.

Without warning, Tenten plunged a finger inside Temari’s opening. The sand ninja bit her lip hard as the younger girl worked her fingers inside her, trying to inch them deeper and find that special spot. Temari’s hips bucked upwards to draw them in deeper as her breath started to come out in short pants.

Tenten slipped in another finger, as Temari struggled to lean on her elbows for support. Quickening her pace, the kunoichi’s fingers thrusted in and out of Temari’s sex, creating the liquid sounds of sex with every move. Temari cried out as her fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot…causing her muscles to contract violently as her release build up to an end and exploded raw passion between her legs.

She lay their for a moment, attempting to get her heart rate to return to normal as she looked up at Tenten, who sat seductively in front of her. She pulled her drenched fingers out from Temari and brought them up to her face, licking them slowly.

God…what the fuck has gotten into this girl?

Whatever it was, Temari was not about to let Tenten just get away with dominating her like that. She was not easily conquerable, and the fact that Tenten was able to render her helpless in minutes was rather annoying to her.

She snatched Tenten’s neck collar, bringing the startled girl’s face centimeters from her own. For the first time that night, Temari now had the upper hand as she kissed her deeply, harshly, shoving her tongue inside her mouth. Tenten moaned as Temari’s tongue caressed her mouth, lightly running along the back of her teeth to nuzzle Tenten’s own tongue. She could feel the area between her legs start to tingle again when Tenten moaned into her mouth, and she stopped the kiss to breathe. Tenten’s lips were swollen from the attention that Temari had lavished upon them, giving her a pouty look as she flushed. Temari’s hands traveled from the collar of her shirt to the small clasps that held them together. Swift, deft fingers unclasped them and pulled the shirt up and off of her body. Her pants followed suit.

Temari liked Tenten’s small, lithe body. She pulled the girl close to her, feeling her small, firm breasts against her chest as she ran a hand along her bare back, simply enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin against her fingers. Another hand moved upwards to tug at the bands that held up Tenten’s buns. Chocolate hair cascaded down as Tenten simply stared at Temari breathlessly, her bare chest heaving as she shifted uncomfortably. Temari could see from the stain on her panties that she was having an effect on her. She smirked for the first time that night, and leaned in towards Tenten.

“This time, you’re my prey,” she whispered as she lowered the girl beneath her.

Tenten made a sound that was a mix between a gasp and a shout as Temari lowered her head to nuzzle on her small, firm breasts. She moaned loudly when a small pink nipple was enveloped by Temari’s mouth, surprising Temari by how sensitive she was. Experimentally, Temari rubbed her free hand at the front of Tenten’s panties, which were quite wet now.

Tenten practically screamed when her fingers brushed her. Temari smiled, enjoying her smallps ops of bliss as she rubbed the front a little more forcibly. Lifting her mouth from an aching nipple, ignoring Tenten’s growl of dissent, she moved her head further down, letting her tongue run along her ribcage.

That made her squirm, Temari noted with a grin. Tenten’s thighs opened and closed while her hands flailed, unsure of what to do with them as Temari mercilessly tickled her sides with her hot tongue. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of Tenten’s last remainirticrticle of clothing, pulling it down without hesitation as her tongue traveled to her belly. She could feel Tenten’s stomach clenching beneath her as she swirled a trail of saliva around her navel before moving down to where the source of Tenten’s frustration was.

Taking a moment to kiss the inside of the milky skin of her thighs, she could hear Tenten’s hiss of impatience as Temari deliberately avoided her hot spot.

“T-Temari…” She gasped, throwing her head back against the bed, her hair splayed around her. “Please…just…” She let out a choked sob of relief as Temari slid her tongue lightly over the lips, which were extremely wet.

Pushing Tenten’s thighs apart for easier access, she moved her head closer so that her tongue was pushed further up. Tenten moaned, her back arching as Temari thrust her tongue in and out of her sex. She continued this while Tenten made strangled sobs, her body bucking off of the bed as she approached her climax while Temari’s tongue worked inside her. Her moans became higher in pitch as her hips pushed against Temari feverishly before shuddering violently with orgasm.

Temari sat up from between Tenten’s legs, wiping her mouth from the mess. She looked down at the young girl beneath her, eyes still closed with bliss, her chest rising and falling heavily.

“Temari…” she breathed.

“Shhh,” Temari said, curling up beside the girl and wrapping her arms around her slender waist. “Don’t say anything.”

Tenten nodded silently, and buried her face in the crook of Temari’s neck. They lay there for quite a while, until Temari heard Tenten’s soft snore. Her own eyes felt heavy as exhaustion hit her like a sack of bricks. Her eyes drifted closed.

Maybe coming to these things again won’t be so bad after all…


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A/N - I accidently wrote Tenten and her team in as a part of the rookie nine. Ignore that part until I fix it...