Hey, Does Hinata Like Me or Something?
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Adult +
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32
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Hey, Does Hinata Like Me or Something?
Hey, Does Hinata Like Me or Something...?
Persepolis130
This is actually a completely gratuitous segment of "Operation: Genin Dance" from Fanfiction.net, but I thought it might be fun to put it on its own and see how people like it without any context. Not that it really had a context to begin with. And Naruto does not belong to me. Anyway! Let me know what you think!
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Hinata giggled as she fell back on Naruto's couch, ceiling spinning agreeably around her. Finding the key to the liquor cabinet wasn't hard for someone with a Byakugan...
"Heheh! I think you're drunk, Hinata!"
She beamed, tilting her neck tipsily up to look Naruto in the eyes. Such pretty eyes. Lifting her arms vaguely toward him, she asked, "Pull me up, Naruto-kun?"
"Hey! But there's two of you! Which one do I... whoops!"
Suddenly, Hinata felt a very heavy Naruto-kun land soundly across her chest. "Oh!" How did that happen... he was just on the floor... wasn't he?
"Hey, my insides feel silly... all wobbly and stuff..." he muttered, breath tickling Hinata's neck.
"Ah... mine too..." she admitted.
"It's sort of like when I was Sasuke and my stomach hurt... or that time with that turtle..." he mused.
Hinata had no clue what he was trying to say, but did it really matter with him sprawled out on top of her like that?
"Hah! You're soft, Hinata!" he exclaimed as he poked happily at her belly.
Hinata squirmed as much as she could with a rather sizable boy atop her. Was this a blessing or a curse?
"Yup, very squishy..." Naruto told her as he moved his hand absently up her abdomen.
Fighting her instinctive urge to pass out, Hinata realized where his hand was headed and suddenly felt very warm inside. Overheating even.
"Ah! Aren't you too hot in that-- hic-- jacket, Naruto-kun?" He must be! She was dying!
"Eh? Oh... yeah, I guess..." Still sprawling over her, Naruto attempted to unzip his jacket, heavy fingers resulting only in a goodly amount of fidgeting and an even warmer Hinata.
"Hic!" hiccupped Hinata as Naruto managed to pull himself off of her and fall backward on the couch beside her.
"Stupid zipper! Stupidassdamnoldzipper..." he cursed, finally managing to work it down, discarding the garment on the floor.
"Ah... I'll-- hic!-- take mine off too..." Hinata told him, drawing the fabric around her chest over her head. Much better, she decided.
"Ha ha! Hinata, you already took yours off! That was your shirt!!'
"Oh!" she exclaimed, looking down at her lacy pink bra. Wow, she should really be embarrassed right about now!
"Hey, that's okay! I'll take mine off too!"
"O--hic--kay..." Wait, that's not right...
"Aaah!! Much better!"
Hinata gaped, pulling herself drunkenly into a vague sitting position. Oh, Naruto-kun... naked skin... mustn't... mustn't...
"Hic!" Hinata exclaimed as she felt her fingers slide against smooth, warm skin.
"Hey, hey! Do you have the hiccups?"
"Ah..." was all she could say as she slid her hand across Naruto's stomach.
"This one time I had the hiccups for really long and they say you have to scare yourself to get rid of them so I decided to think about Sasuke naked but that really didn't work so well at all," Naruto babbled drunkenly.
"Oh," Hinata said, confused but not unhappy as she dipped her index finger into Naruto's bellybutton.
"TICKLES!!" squealed a suddenly flailing Naruto.
"Hic!" exclaimed Hinata, tumbling against the blond's torso.
When the room’s spinning subsided to the accustomed amount, Hinata noticed that her cheek was pressed against Naruto‘s hard, sinuously muscular chest.
Oh, this was bad, she decided, tuning her mouth toward his flushing pink skin. Naughty, naughty Hinata...
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Naruto giggled tipsily at the tickling against his belly. Hinata sure was funny.
Why did she have her tongue on him like that?
“Hey, do I taste good or something?” he asked her.
“Mmm...” he heard from the vicinity of his waist.
Before he knew he was saying, he asked “Hey, do I taste like ramen? I think I might because they say you are what you eat and I sure do eat a lot of ramen...”
“You taste like-- hic-- Naruto-kun,” she told him, breath making funny feelings on his stomach.
“Oh.” It seemed even harder to think than usual, and Naruto would have scratched his head... but his arms were so heavy... “Does that taste good?”
Not hearing an answer, he raised his head to look up with bleary eyes at Hinata, who was licking a patch of skin just above the snap on his pants.
“What’re you doing, Hinata? That’s kinda weird to be doing that there. Hey, why’re you-- Hinata! That’s naughty!”
“Ah! It’s... so big!”
“Ha! Yeah, I’m pretty well-hung, huh??”
“Mmm... hic!”
“Hey, why are you putting your-- AANNGYEAGH!! Whoa shit Hinata!! What’re you-- AAAAA!!”
“Naruto-kun tastes good...” she whispered.
“Wait, wait!! This is like in those pervy books Kakashi-sensei’s always reading and those are bad and dirty and-- whoa, whoa, WHOA!! No, no, wait, don’t touch me there, don't-- YAAAA! Okay, touch me there, TOUCH ME THERE!!”
Warm wet soft nice...! "Ah--ah--ah--Aah--AAAAAA!!"
And as Naruto’s stomach gripped, a lone thought ran though his intoxicatedly overtaxed mind:
Hey, does Hinata like me or something??
Persepolis130
This is actually a completely gratuitous segment of "Operation: Genin Dance" from Fanfiction.net, but I thought it might be fun to put it on its own and see how people like it without any context. Not that it really had a context to begin with. And Naruto does not belong to me. Anyway! Let me know what you think!
XXXXX
Hinata giggled as she fell back on Naruto's couch, ceiling spinning agreeably around her. Finding the key to the liquor cabinet wasn't hard for someone with a Byakugan...
"Heheh! I think you're drunk, Hinata!"
She beamed, tilting her neck tipsily up to look Naruto in the eyes. Such pretty eyes. Lifting her arms vaguely toward him, she asked, "Pull me up, Naruto-kun?"
"Hey! But there's two of you! Which one do I... whoops!"
Suddenly, Hinata felt a very heavy Naruto-kun land soundly across her chest. "Oh!" How did that happen... he was just on the floor... wasn't he?
"Hey, my insides feel silly... all wobbly and stuff..." he muttered, breath tickling Hinata's neck.
"Ah... mine too..." she admitted.
"It's sort of like when I was Sasuke and my stomach hurt... or that time with that turtle..." he mused.
Hinata had no clue what he was trying to say, but did it really matter with him sprawled out on top of her like that?
"Hah! You're soft, Hinata!" he exclaimed as he poked happily at her belly.
Hinata squirmed as much as she could with a rather sizable boy atop her. Was this a blessing or a curse?
"Yup, very squishy..." Naruto told her as he moved his hand absently up her abdomen.
Fighting her instinctive urge to pass out, Hinata realized where his hand was headed and suddenly felt very warm inside. Overheating even.
"Ah! Aren't you too hot in that-- hic-- jacket, Naruto-kun?" He must be! She was dying!
"Eh? Oh... yeah, I guess..." Still sprawling over her, Naruto attempted to unzip his jacket, heavy fingers resulting only in a goodly amount of fidgeting and an even warmer Hinata.
"Hic!" hiccupped Hinata as Naruto managed to pull himself off of her and fall backward on the couch beside her.
"Stupid zipper! Stupidassdamnoldzipper..." he cursed, finally managing to work it down, discarding the garment on the floor.
"Ah... I'll-- hic!-- take mine off too..." Hinata told him, drawing the fabric around her chest over her head. Much better, she decided.
"Ha ha! Hinata, you already took yours off! That was your shirt!!'
"Oh!" she exclaimed, looking down at her lacy pink bra. Wow, she should really be embarrassed right about now!
"Hey, that's okay! I'll take mine off too!"
"O--hic--kay..." Wait, that's not right...
"Aaah!! Much better!"
Hinata gaped, pulling herself drunkenly into a vague sitting position. Oh, Naruto-kun... naked skin... mustn't... mustn't...
"Hic!" Hinata exclaimed as she felt her fingers slide against smooth, warm skin.
"Hey, hey! Do you have the hiccups?"
"Ah..." was all she could say as she slid her hand across Naruto's stomach.
"This one time I had the hiccups for really long and they say you have to scare yourself to get rid of them so I decided to think about Sasuke naked but that really didn't work so well at all," Naruto babbled drunkenly.
"Oh," Hinata said, confused but not unhappy as she dipped her index finger into Naruto's bellybutton.
"TICKLES!!" squealed a suddenly flailing Naruto.
"Hic!" exclaimed Hinata, tumbling against the blond's torso.
When the room’s spinning subsided to the accustomed amount, Hinata noticed that her cheek was pressed against Naruto‘s hard, sinuously muscular chest.
Oh, this was bad, she decided, tuning her mouth toward his flushing pink skin. Naughty, naughty Hinata...
XXXXX
Naruto giggled tipsily at the tickling against his belly. Hinata sure was funny.
Why did she have her tongue on him like that?
“Hey, do I taste good or something?” he asked her.
“Mmm...” he heard from the vicinity of his waist.
Before he knew he was saying, he asked “Hey, do I taste like ramen? I think I might because they say you are what you eat and I sure do eat a lot of ramen...”
“You taste like-- hic-- Naruto-kun,” she told him, breath making funny feelings on his stomach.
“Oh.” It seemed even harder to think than usual, and Naruto would have scratched his head... but his arms were so heavy... “Does that taste good?”
Not hearing an answer, he raised his head to look up with bleary eyes at Hinata, who was licking a patch of skin just above the snap on his pants.
“What’re you doing, Hinata? That’s kinda weird to be doing that there. Hey, why’re you-- Hinata! That’s naughty!”
“Ah! It’s... so big!”
“Ha! Yeah, I’m pretty well-hung, huh??”
“Mmm... hic!”
“Hey, why are you putting your-- AANNGYEAGH!! Whoa shit Hinata!! What’re you-- AAAAA!!”
“Naruto-kun tastes good...” she whispered.
“Wait, wait!! This is like in those pervy books Kakashi-sensei’s always reading and those are bad and dirty and-- whoa, whoa, WHOA!! No, no, wait, don’t touch me there, don't-- YAAAA! Okay, touch me there, TOUCH ME THERE!!”
Warm wet soft nice...! "Ah--ah--ah--Aah--AAAAAA!!"
And as Naruto’s stomach gripped, a lone thought ran though his intoxicatedly overtaxed mind:
Hey, does Hinata like me or something??