Possession is 9/10 of the Law

A.N. REPOST. This is my second fanfic, so go easy. Hope you enjoy. Any feedback would be welcomed. No flamers please, but concrit is welcome.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Naruto. If I did, I would be some brilliant Japanese guy named Masashi Kishimoto. And I am not.

Warnings: I’m not quite sure what I’m writing yet, but some of you might be offended. I like smut, so if you don’t, you have no business reading this!!

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Possession is 9/10 of the Law


It was madness. Sheer, utter madness. Kiba watched from across the crowded room as she swayed her hips to the beat of the music. As soon as he had hit puberty, he has been plagued by his heightened senses. Now, wherever he goes he can smell every fertile female in a quarter mile radius. And it didn’t help that he could smell her. Her pheromones were calling out to him, signaling her arousal, her fertility, her readiness to take a mate. And it also didn’t help that he had been pining quietly for her for the last year. But now that his body was changing, his system flooded with adrenaline and testosterone, Kiba was teetering of the brink of breaking his self-imposed restraint. He quickly downed his bowl of sake to avert his attention from the female. His female. It wasn’t working. His usual logical mind supplied him with more animalistic responses. He simply succeeded in making his mind more muddled and his body more aroused. He gave in and watched her dance with unwavering eyes, taking in her every curve. His eyes glazed in jealousy when some unknown male started dancing with her, putting his hands on her hips, grinding into her from behind. He saw red for a few moments when she returned his attentions, turning to wrap her arms around his neck and proceeded to slow dance with the ‘scrawny-looking asshole’. He was not going to allow some random guy to put his hands on Hinata. She was his. He wanted to be the one to lay claim to her, to mark her. He moved quickly to the club dance floor, approaching the man as an animal would seek to destroy a threat to his survival.

“Excuse me.” Kiba cut into their dance and stood between them, glaring menacingly down at the smaller male. He crossed his hands across his chest in a manner stating that this female was strictly off limits. He smiled menacingly, his overlarge canines and tattooed face making him all the more intimidating. The smaller man knew that it wouldn’t be wise to try and take on a rather large leaf jounin. He just turned around and walked away, clearly annoyed. Kiba smirked and turned to see a very confused Hinata.

“May I have this dance?” Kiba did not wait for an answer, just assumed the position, placing his hands on her hips. They began to dance. “You should be more careful Hinata.” This statement shook her into awareness and provoked her response. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment at being so close to her teammate in this manner.

“And why is that, Kiba-kun?” She asked meekly. Kiba momentarily thought about how she had changed and gained more confidence over the past few months. She was still shy but has managed to assert herself more and more. Her newfound friendship with her cousin Neji and her promotion to chunnin had gone a long way to boost her self-esteem. Not to mention she finally had curves in all the right places. It only added to her appeal that she was strong and beautiful and yet still remained so innocent. Untouched. He wanted to touch her.

She watched him lost in his thoughts. She caught a glimpse of something in his eyes that unnerved her. She didn’t have time to identify it as Kiba leaned in close to whisper something in her ear. His lips touched the shell of her ear as he spoke, sending a shiver through her before settling low in her abdomen.

“Because, Hinata, there are predators out tonight who would want to want to make you their prey.” He let his lips touch her ear while he spoke, and inhaled the scent that was uniquely Hinata. He felt her shiver against him and could smell the wave of arousal that followed. It made his cock harden. He tilted her chin up so he was looking into her opal- colored eyes. He wanted her to see what she did to him. The hand still resting on her hip wrapped around her narrow waist and pulled her flush against Kiba’s body. He made the barest thrust of his hips, pushing his erection into her soft belly. Her eyes grew wide as she registered what the object was. Suddenly, it occurred to Hinata that he looked like the predator and she felt very much felt like his prey.

He could smell her apprehension and it only served to boost his animalistic tendencies. All that was missing was the chase. She did not disappoint. She turned and fled offering a hurried excuse about having to get to work early as she went. Kiba smirked and gave her a head start out of the club. This was going to be fun...

Hinata walked for several blocks before stopping at a playground to gather her thoughts and rest. Plus, she wasn’t ready to go home yet. She considered trying to meet back up with Ino and Sakura at Ichiraku for ‘Why is Kiba-kun acting so strange? He’s never done anything in the past that suggested anything more than friendship.’ She shook her head in mild amusement. She decided that he must have just had a few too many drinks. After all, she had a pretty good buzz herself. She chuckled and reasoned that by tomorrow neither one would probably remember anyways. She was enjoying the fresh air and sat down in a swing. She admired the night sky as she swung slowly.

Kiba smiled to himself as he left the club. It would take no effort to find her. He wasted no time though. He had allowed her a head start. He followed her scent and found her within a few minutes. He observed her from a treetop nearby, and admired her long raven hair, and the way her curvy figure moved. He approached her quietly and thought her to be adorable as she hummed a tune to herself. She had grown so much since the academy days, and in more ways than one. She has been his teammate for six years. So many shared experiences and memories. How many times had he saved her? How many times had she healed him after fights? How often had her smile cheered him up? He would be damned if he was going to allow his Hinata to share herself with anyone else.

Hinata gasped as strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind and held her tightly against a muscled chest.

“Look at what I caught…” He whispered into her ear in a husky voice. Her scent of arousal and fear hit him again and a low growl escaped his throat. Hinata relaxed only a fraction when she recognized Kiba’s voice. His behavior was making her nervous. Why his sudden and intense interest in her? It was confusing to her.

“Kiba-kun, why did you follow me?”

“I wanted to make sure you got home safe.” He said, his breath tickling the hairs on her neck, causing her to shiver against him. “Are you cold, Hinata?” He asked, sounding sincere.

“No Kiba-kun.” She answered him. “Why are you acting like this? It’s confusing me, I don’t know what to do.” She asked him, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Kiba turned her around to face him and held her close so that she had no choice but to look up at him. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise and he felt the puff of moist air she exhaled on his face, smelling sweet like a rich wine. He ached to see if her mouth tasted the way it smelled.

“Because Hinata-chan, I can’t stop thinking about you.’

He leaned in and lingered closely to her mouth.

“I don’t want other men to touch you.”

She felt the soft, wet friction of his tongue teasing her bottom lip.

“I want to touch you.”

Kiba slowly slid his tongue past Hinata’s lips and into her mouth to taste her fully. Hinata could only gasp which only opened her mouth further to his advances. She tasted like wine and mint. Kiba picked her up without breaking their kiss and walked a few paces to a tree, pushing her up against it. He moved his arms from around her waist, one grasping the back of her neck and the other sliding around to hold her hip. Hinata used her newly released hands and brought them up to Kiba’s chest and pushed, trying to break their connection. Kiba enjoyed her small struggle. He continued to ravish her mouth and swallow her moans. He pushed his hardened member against her belly for the second time that night, delighted when her struggle grew slightly more aggressive. He withdrew from her mouth and looked into her pupil-less pearly eyes. She tore her gaze away quickly, unable to look him in the eyes.

“Kiba-kun, what are you doing?” She momentarily stopped her resistance. He moved the hand at her neck to meet with the other at her hips. He squeezed lightly, enjoying the feeling of her body under his hands, wanting more. He slid his hands from her hips up, tracing her narrow waist, bunching up her shirt as his hands slid underneath the fabric to touch her hot flesh.

“Kiba!” Hinata’s eyes snapped up to his, shock seeped into her every feature.

“I’m taking what’s mine.” He whispered into her ear. He mentally chuckled at how she shivered. Her ears were very sensitive.

“What are you going to do to me?” She whispered quietly, her eyes averted. He watched her as she worked up her courage and looked him in the eye, waiting for his answer. ‘Beautiful, shy, trusting Hinata…’ Yet another reason he must do this. Who would protect her from others who would do her harm?

“I’m going to mark you.” He stated simply.

Hinata looked up at Kiba, trying to figure out why this was happening. She couldn’t deny that he was handsome. He had a fangirl following that could rival the Uchiha’s. She didn’t think that the Inuzuka clan had any worries about dying out anytime soon. She had a feeling that Kiba would only be more than happy to ensure his clan’s survival.

“Kiba, you’re scaring me.” She looked away, ashamed that she was afraid of her teammate, but not knowing what to do about it.

“I know.” Kiba would say that he was sorry, but he wasn’t. He would just omit the fact he was enjoying himself way more than she could imagine. “I can smell your fear.” Hinata looked shocked at his admission. She stared wide-eyed at Kiba and swallowed impulsively.

“I think that maybe I should go home Kiba.” Hinata tried once again to put some distance between them, but Kiba would not allow it. He grabbed the hands at his chest and placed them above her head.

“Do you know what else I smell, Hinata?” He pushed his thigh between her legs, the friction against her clit causing her to whimper. He laughed soundlessly, his ego drinking up her fear and arousal. Hinata was ashamed of her body’s reaction. She turned her head so that he would not see her face. “I can smell your sex, your arousal. It’s teasing my nose, demanding that I taste it…” As he spoke he placed feather-light kisses along the column of her exposed neck.

“Kiba, please…” Hinata did not know what she could say to get herself out of this situation.

“What are you afraid of, Hinata? I am not going to hurt you.” He asked her. ‘Well, not much…’ his mind supplied. Hinata continued to stare at the ground beside her.

“I don’t know.” Hinata could not voice her fears exactly. This was new territory, and these fears were unnamed.

“Don’t be ashamed, Hinata. Let me touch you. Let me taste you.” Kiba was through with words. He released her hands so he could use both of his to explore her body. He kept her firmly in place, putting his second leg between hers. He could feel the heat from her sex through her jeans. Hinata seemed to have accepted his advances, as she did not protest when his hands pushed her shirt up. He briefly admired the way she looked in the delicate pink lace before reaching around her to unclasp it. Hinata inhaled quickly as the cool air caused her nipples to harden. Kiba dropped her bra and his mouth watered at seeing her full breasts with candy-pink nipples, just begging to be sucked. He imagined how she would look as she fed his babies.

“God, Hinata…” Kiba groaned, his cock aching for release. There was no one else he would rather be with. “You don’t know what you do to me.” He whispered. He rubbed his erection against her before leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth.

Hinata could only look on in awe as Kiba flicked the tip of his tongue against her peak. He laved her with rapt attention and made sure the other side received the same treatment. She could hear his muffled moans and she couldn’t help wanting to feel more of him. She laced her hands into his hair and pulled him closer to her. Kiba understood her action as one of acceptance. He abruptly diverted his attention to her mouth to kiss her passionately. Kiba abruptly tore his mouth from hers.

“I’m going to take you, Hinata-chan. Please tell me you want this. I’m not sure that I can stop.” Kiba hated that he sounded so weak. He didn’t think he could stop himself even if he wanted to. It was as if someone flipped the switch on his self-control.

Hinata was lost in a sea of feelings, both physical and emotional. She was shocked that Kiba saw her as more than a friend. It was too much to think about what her answers would mean for her future, so she went with what she was feeling at the moment. She was certain that she couldn’t think of anyone else that she would rather share her first experience with. Her obsession with Naruto had long past and she recognized it for what it was; simply a childhood crush.

“It’s okay, Kiba. I want this too.” Hinata decided that she probably wouldn’t find a better partner for her first time. Kiba wasted no time in ridding Hinata of the rest of her clothes, tearing her matching lace panties in the process. He laid her down in the soft grass and admired her beautiful form before trailing kisses along the insides of her legs. He thought she was adorable the way that she tried to hide her sex from him with her hands.

“Don’t hide yourself from me, Hinata. I’m going to see all of you. I’m going to taste all of you.” Hinata could only watch as he pried her hands away from her feminine sex. She didn’t fight. She knew that it was futile. Crouched between her legs, Kiba made himself comfortable before he began his feast. Hinata gasped as Kiba licked the entire length of her nether lips before focusing his attention on her sensitive clit. She shrieked at the feeling of his tongue caressing her there. Her mind was befuddled and all she could do was concentrate on the intense pleasure.

Kiba was drunk on her pleasure as well as her juices. He inserted his index finger into her narrow passage slowly until he reached her barrier. He smiled as he confirmed what he knew all along: she was untouched. Hinata could only moan as he slid first one finger, then two into her, slowly stretching her. Kiba enjoyed watching her writhe from his attentions. As he licked her pussy he imagined how she would look as he filled her with his length over and over. He doubled his efforts and before long Hinata came around his fingers, squeezing them tightly. He almost came himself when he imagined how her tight cunt would feel around his cock. As Hinata was recovering from her most mind-blowing orgasm to date, Kiba unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down past his hips, releasing his erection. Hinata’s eyes grew wide as her mind registered the size of his manhood. ‘How is that ever going to fit!?!’ Hinata backed up away instinctively, knowing what was to follow. He was going to put that inside of her! Just using his two fingers had caused her to feel so full, she was sure that he would split her in half.

Kiba watched her retreat with amused eyes. She had agreed, so there was no backing out now. She scooted back another few inches as Kiba crept towards her on his hands and knees. Kiba grabbed hold of one of her ankles and pulled her slowly to him, careful not to frighten her too much. He admired her body once again before leaning down to kiss her. Hinata couldn’t help getting lost in the feeling of their intense kiss and the feeling of his bare legs rubbing against her own. She had never been so close to anyone. Kiba began placing open-mouthed kisses on her neck, and Hinata arched her neck offering him more. She felt his heart hammering against her chest as he rubbed the tip of his cock along the length of her slit, coating it with her juices. She wondered if he had done this before. It surprised her that she felt jealously at the thought that he might have had other women in this way. She didn’t have much time to ponder though, as she felt him push into her an inch or two. It burned slightly and she tensed up, clinging to his shoulders.

Kiba had a hard time controlling his baser urges. He pushed into her enough to cover the head of his prick. He knew it would be less painful for her if he was to break through her barrier quickly, but he wanted to remember this moment. He wanted her to remember this moment. He bared his sharp canines and bit her on the neck, a few droplets of her blood escaping his lips as she let out a sharp but muffled cry into his hair, clinging to him tightly. Just as her muffled cry was dying down he pushed his length into her slowly, inch by inch, and reveled in the feeling of tearing through her barrier. Hinata clamped her legs tightly against his in an effort to stop the pain. Kiba positioned his hands on the insides of her thighs and pushed them farther apart and finished pushing his cock in, the head hitting her cervix. Kiba enjoyed the way she writhed her hips in an effort to push away the intrusion, but just ended up clamping her tight muscles against his cock, making him feel the most intense sensations. Kiba continued to suck lustfully on her neck and withdrew his aching cock before pushing it back in, this time more forcefully. Hinata could only hold on tightly as Kiba released her neck and began thrusting into her, each one more forceful than the last, until reaching a steady pace.

Hinata gasped and tried desperately to hold in the tears that were threatening to spill. It hurt so much. She could feel the small gush of blood seeping out with her juices. Not to mention the stinging of her neck where Kiba had bit her. She pain she felt vanished into her subconscious as she watched the play of emotions across Kiba’s face. He looked so vulnerable now. He may have been the dominant one here, but he was a slave to his own instincts. It intrigued her. She felt a vague sense of pride her feminine power had over him.

He watched her breasts bounce with each thrust as he continued to fuck her. He fondled her breasts and lightly pinched her nipples with his finger and thumb, causing her to shudder under him. He replaced one hand with his mouth and moved to rub her clit in small, insistent circles. Hinata trembled, this time in ecstasy as her senses were overloaded with his touches, kisses, caresses, and bites. She felt that familiar tension building and bit his shoulder to muffle her voice as she came.

Kiba was overcome with both pride and lust as Hinata came, this time around him, her muscles milking his length. He let go of his control and grabbed her hips, slamming into her hard enough to push her back a few inches with each thrust. She moaned as he continued his assault on her insides. Kiba trembled as he came, coating her inviting womb completely with his cum. Hinata was shocked as she felt wave after wave of warmth filling her insides. She wriggled underneath him as she realized that he was cumming in her. She may have been a virgin, but she knew what made babies. Her objection was stunted as Kiba kissed her deeply as he finished emptying his seed into her.

Hinata could only lie there helplessly as Kiba recovered from his climax, trapped underneath his dead weight. He pulled out of her warmth after a minute and helped her up and picked up her clothes that he discarded earlier in his haste. They dressed quietly and smoothed the wrinkles out of their clothes. Hinata felt uneasy now more than before. His silence sent her mind into a tailspin. ‘What now?’ she thought to herself. Kiba smiled warmly at her and she felt a little relief. He grasped her hand and pulled her in the direction of the closest street.

“Where are we going?” Hinata asked timidly. Kiba could only smile broadly at her, and she wondered if she had leaves stuck in her hair or something. She smoothed down her hair subconsciously.

Kiba just grinned at her. “You’ll see!”

Hinata struggled to keep pace with him. He wasn’t really going too fast, she just hurt in ways she never thought possible. Kiba seemed to notice her struggle to keep up with his brisk pace and slowed down, watching her as she walked beside him. He couldn’t suppress a smirk as he noticed she walked with a little more sway to her full hips. She was a woman now. His woman. He watched as she shifted her jeans slightly in discomfort. He wondered if she felt his seed running down her thighs . ‘Mine’ his mind whispered. He abruptly pulled Hinata to him and kissed the tender area on her neck where he had bit her earlier. Hinata was sure that there was going to be a nasty bruise there, which she would have to cover up. But it made her feel warm inside that Kiba was being affectionate. She giggled as his warm breath tickled the sensitive skin of her neck and shoulder. They shared a sweet kiss and a smile before they resumed their trek, holding hands as they went. As they walked Hinata thought about her feelings for Kiba. He had shocked her tonight with this his bizarre aggressive behavior that she has only seen him display in a battle. But his feelings for her seemed sincere, intense as thought they were. A grin split her face as she realized that she was in her first official relationship with a guy!

Hinata was confused that Kiba had walked them to his apartment. ‘Surely he is gentlemanly enough to see me home safely?’ Hinata thought. ‘Unless he means for me to stay here…’ Hinata blushed at that idea. But she reasoned that it couldn’t hurt since they already crossed that line together. Hinata was relieved that he did indeed ask her to stay. They laughed and reminisced for a while about their earlier team days together before eventually falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Hinata woke feeling very warm and contented. She did not want to open her eyes to face the world just yet. She snuggled closer to the heat source behind her and had nearly drifted off again when she heard a strange noise. Hinata opened her eyes and took in the slate gray walls and dark wood furniture of a very masculine room. She sat up and looked around and smiled as she saw Kiba’s sleeping soundly beside her. He looked so peaceful as he slept, almost as if smiling. She admired his handsome tattooed face and shivered as memories of how that face looked at her last night. She gave him a light, lingering kiss on the forehead before getting out of bed. She entertained the idea of borrowing Kiba’s shower, but she wasn’t particularly keen of the idea of putting her dirty clothes back on. She found some paper and a pen and scratched a quick note to Kiba to let him know she was leaving to get cleaned up, and that he should stop by her apartment if he felt like it. She didn’t want to seem pushy or desperate. She would let things develop slowly.

Upon returning home Hinata promptly stripped off her clothes and stepped into a hot, inviting shower. She scrubbed away all the sweat and traces of last night from her thighs and body. After washing her hair she allowed the hot water to soak into her sore muscles before stepping out to get fresh clothes. She pulled out a pale blue-gray tank top and a pair of black jeans. She brushed her teeth and pulled her hair into a quick ponytail as she left her apartment. Hinata decided that if Kiba decided to come over it probably wouldn’t be until a little later. He probably had a few things to do as well.

Hinata needed to catch up with Sakura to apologize for leaving without so much as a goodbye. If she asked why Hinata would blame it on the alcohol. She wasn’t ready to divulge her whereabouts last night just yet. Hinata stopped at the corner bakery to pick up some sweetbread and coffee to share with Sakura. She left confused as the normally friendly and chatty shop owner gaped at her as if she had grown a second head as she rang up her purchases. She noticed a few strange looks from passers-by as she went to Sakura’s apartment. ‘What’s with everyone today?’

Her mood had soured slightly by the time she reached Sakura’s apartment. She had half a mind to yell at the next person who she caught staring at her. Sakura answered her door after a few knocks. She peeked out of the crack and muttered something that sounded like “come in”. Hinata followed her inside and realized that Sakura must have been pretty drunk last night to have endured sleeping on that rock she called a couch in favor of her inviting bed. She sat down on the side chair as Sakura plopped herself back onto the couch, pulling her blanket up to her waist. She yawned widely and Hinata remembered the coffee. She handed Sakura a cup, much to her delight. She handed her some sweetbread and began her apology.

“I came by to apologize for leaving the club last night without saying goodbye.”

“Oh, no problem.” Sakura said raspily between bites of her bread. “I figured that you hooked up with a hot guy or something.”

Hinata choked on her coffee. She quickly searched her bag for a napkin to clean herself up with, mumbling an explanation as she went about being too drunk and wanting to go home. As she was cleaning up her small mess Sakura screamed. Hinata was so startled that she spilled her entire cup of coffee. Hinata looked to Sakura to see her mouth hanging open in a gaping, fishlike manner, eyes nearly bulging out of her head. She pointed to Hinata with a shaky finger.

“When… did you get that?’ She asked in a voice that clearly denoted disbelief.

“What?” Hinata looked down to try and figure out what Sakura was talking about. She saw nothing but her now soiled shirt. “What are you talking about?” Sakura jerked Hinata out of her chair and ushered her quickly down the hall towards her bathroom. She stopped in front of the mirror and Sakura turned her head to the side and pointed to a spot on her neck.

“THAT. Where did you say you were last night?” Hinata froze. She leaned closer to the mirror and nearly quit breathing. There, on her neck where Kiba had bit her was… a seal? She studied the beastly paw print surrounded by several kanjii characters. She choked on her own breath. …going to mark you……take what’s mine…

“Do you know what that is, Hinata?” Sakura whispered.

“A seal of sorts.” Was all Hinata could think to say.

“But do you know what it means?” Sakura asked.

“No.” Hinata answered truthfully. “I was with Kiba-kun last night and we…” She couldn’t finish her confession. “And he bit me there.” Hinata bowed her head, ashamed that her secret was exposed. No respectable man would want a used woman.

“You don’t know, do you?” Hinata was afraid of the quiet, knowing tone Sakura was using. What was this thing and why had Kiba put it there? She was getting worried.

“You’re right. It is a seal. I can’t believe you didn’t know. I thought everyone knew. Even so, you would think that he’d be obligated to mention it…” By the end, Sakura was speaking more to herself than to Hinata.

“Mention WHAT!” Sakura had the answer, and Hinata wanted it. She watched the emotions on Sakura’s face through the bathroom mirror, waiting for a response.

“An Inuzuka mates for life. That seal signifies your symbol as an Inuzuka clan member. Congratulations on your marriage, Hinata.”

THE END.


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