A Night With Naruto

A Night With Naruto
Summary: The night Naruto and Kitura are spending together ended up with the power going out. Kitura has a long mission coming up so she's spending time with her good friend, and she's nervous about doing an A-rank mission alone
Category: Naruto
Sub Category: het
Warnings: OC, Het, One-shot
Discliamer: I don’t own the Naruto series… Wish I did. But I do own Kitura “Roy-chyan” Aisuryuu though! Steal her and may the wrath of Gobi smite you!

A/N: New writing style, neh? I wanted to try write it with NO dialog but… one line snuck in. I just couldn’t resist it.
Since I’ve written out a SasuKitu Lemon (mostly for those Sasuke-teme fans and my friend Ginny) I’ll write out this NaruKitu for myself! I don’t care if you prefer another pairing, I like this one more! Just kidding.
Although… NaruXSasuXKitu is hawt too… Mmmm, threesome
I’ve been wondering… should I write out a ShikaKitu Lemon? I wouldn’t mind writing a little NejiXKitura fluff or something though
Also, this is my third lemon, neh? I haven’t been actively writing fics for sometime now…
Ah… anyway! Back to the story! Eh heh heh… *rubs back of head nervously*

Jutsu: Unknown: Night With Naruto

She sat on the edge of the bed, her right hand resting over his left. She was starring down at the plush throw rug, past her knees and black Capri pants. There was a tint of colour on her cheeks, her expression showing a bit of nervousness. Her long red-brown hair hanging loose behind her, the long bangs framing her face. She brought her left hand up to the short sleeve of her black top, her fingers clutched the soft material and she rubbed her arm. Her fingers tightened around his hand. Her gaze shifted to the left, her head turning with it slightly and she bit the right side of her lip. The dim candlelight flickered across the room, casting shadows across her face, as well as shifting the sheen it created across her soft brown eyes.

His head was turned toward her, his mouth bending to a warm smile, his blue eyes sparkling. Whispering softly to her, sweet words of comfort, his right hand stroked the side of her cheek with his fingers gently brushing her bangs away from her face.

Warmth rose in her face, her eyes growing moist with forming tears, her body quivered slightly. Quietly she spoke words expressing her anxiety and discouraging thoughts of unworthiness. Her expression troubled.

Through the mirrored troubled expression on his face, his smile broke though. He spoke again, lightheartedly this time. She quickly turned her gaze to his face, her hair flying behind her, small stands of her long bangs hitting her cheek. The whisker marks on his face mixed with his almost idiotic smile and spiky blonde hair gave him a very comic look. She couldn’t hold back a bit of a giggle, and a weak smile made it’s way to her lips. Though she covered it slightly by raising her left hand to her face.

His expression became more serious and he rested his right palm on her cheek. The words he spoke to her were charged with caring and sincerity. She was astonished to hear such things from him so suddenly.

Nodding her head in agreement to his proposed promise she gave her word to him not to break the deal. Her left hand lowered to her lap. Again his face showed that smile, and her mouth formed a true smile of contentment.

Their eyes were closed, faces calm and complacent, breathing in tune with each other’s rhythm, hearts beating in sync. Two of his fingers were placed gently under her chin, tilting her head up slightly, his head shifting to one side, their lips parting, their faces were closing the distance between them.

At first it was a feather light brushing against each other, their lips barely touched. Their warmth was beginning to intermingle, their auras intertwining, their fingers lacing together. Both pressed their lips against the other and held it for a prolonged moment.

Slowly drawing his head back he opened his eyes to see her face.

She wore a small smile, her eyes glimmering. Her left hand rose up to rest against his cheek. Rubbing it gently she thanked him. Now her questioning thoughts had been quelled and nervousness for the start of a long spying mission in a few days gone. She giggled and nodded her head. Her bangs jolted forward with the sudden moment. She had her eyes closed and her smile had grown wider and almost seemed a good imitation of the blonde’s idiotic grin.

He slid his hand across her cheek and to the base of her neck and beneath her hair. He leaned in and pulled her closer. He pressed his lips against hers more forcefully this time, and with more passionate intent.

Her eyes popped open wide at first, but as his mouth and tongue began to massage her lips they gradually began to slip closed again.

A small low moan came from the back of her throat as he guided her onto his lap, their lips remained locked and eyes shut, and she aligned her hips with his. He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Slowly they broke their kiss, breathing heavily they starred at one another with half-lidded eyes. He whispered his question of permission to her. She nodded her response and his hands carefully began to undo the knot of the sash tying her shirt closed. He let the sash slip through his fingers to the floor and gently opened her shirt.

Usually she’d have worn bandage strips wrapped around her chest, but she’d opted for a silk sky blue brazier since it was her day-off from missions. The tiny silver dragon pendant was highlighted in the candle light against her skin, it’s crystal blue jeweled eye flashing brightly. She blushed as the blonde was taking in her figure, his fingers caressing her skin. In a slightly teasing tone he voices an appreciation for her. Before she can protest he pulls her close and his mouth hungrily tastes her bare skin, his hair tickling her now extra sensitive skin. She gasps in shock of the feelings it stirs in her, but she melts into him as he continues and keeps his arms firmly around her, her shirt sliding off her body to the floor.

With her arms wrapped around his neck, one of her hands is buried in his hair and the other clutches the material of his black and orange jacket.

After a few well-placed love bites, which draw gasps from his partner, the blonde gently traces patterns on her skin with the tip of his tongue before drawing her head to his and initiating a heated kiss.

Suddenly breaking their kiss in gasps for air, the couples chests heave with their arms still firmly around one another. The candle flickers and casts their shadow around the room. Smiling to one another they close their eyes and rest their foreheads against one another’s. The blondes arms wrapped around the brunettes waist, hers draped over his shoulders.

After their moments rest the female takes the initiative. Somewhat shocked at first, but uncomplaining her partner submits. She crushes her lips against his and one of her hands slowly draw down the zipper of his coat while the other runs down his shirt pressing her fingers against his chest. Gently pulling his bottom lip with teeth she slides his coat off and drops it to the floor. Keeping her mouth pressed on his she grabs the bottom of his shirt and begins to lift it up, her hands dragging slowly across his skin as she goes. Feeling his anticipation growing she takes her mouth of his for the second she needs to remove his shirt from him, and then resumes their kiss after discarding his shirt and pushing him down by his chest to the bed.

Her mouth glides from his lips, down his jaw, nips his earlobe, slides across his neck, and comes to rest on his collarbone. She places her hands on his chest, runs her fingers down to his belly, and then she raises her head to look at his face. His lips are parted, eyes shut, eyebrows somewhat furrowed, and his breath catches in his chest now and then with his will to control himself. A smirk creeps into her expression and she shifts her body down along his thighs while keeping it firmly pressed against him. He gasps and his back arches slightly while his hands pull at the sheets beneath them. Lowering her mouth to his belly she kisses it a couple times before flicking her tongue against his skin. He flicks his head to one side and draws more of the bed sheets between his fingers, her tongue is trailing across his skin and her fingers slide under his waistband and move to the front to work on undoing them.

He mutters something to her, something about how he won’t be able to hold back much longer. Still, she keeps her gradual pace, her tongue sliding along his skin, slowly drawing down his pants while her hands press against his legs. His panting increases and his body seems to be stiffening.

As soon as she removed his pants he sat up, reached out for her wrist, pulled her up and pressed her down on the bed. His hair tickled her face, his right hand pinned her left wrist to the bed beside her head, their mouths were pressed together, his left hand slid along her right side, her right hand laid out near her head, her left leg wrapped around his right, her right leg was pinned between both of his, they could feel the body heat of each other transferring between them as their skin touched.

Occasionally the pink of tongue poked out from their interlocking lips, a tiny string of saliva began to run down from the corner of their mouths, they pressed their bodies together more firmly, his grip on her hand tightened, her right hand pulled some of the bed sheet into it and formed a fist, his left hand was sliding down her body to the waistline of her thin black pants.

Suddenly they break apart their mouths and inhale in an immediate breath of air. Panting together they lock eyes and remain otherwise motionless.

In moments a glint comes to the blondes eyes and a mischievous grin to his face. Quietly he tells her more than asks, “You trust me –tebayo…” Blinking, curiosity overtakes the female. He begins to lower his head to her neck, his hair brushing against her warm skin she sighs. Softly sucking her skin and working his way down her chest he releases her left hand and begins to run his fingers down her body to her waistline. Moaning her appreciation she allows her partner to continue as he wishes.

Upon reaching the top of her brazier his fingers hook the waistband of her pants, and his teeth grip the silken material of the last barrier between him and her breasts. As he slides his body down hers he pulls her brazier and pants down with him. Gasping at the feeling colour rushes to the females cheeks, she keeps her eyes tightly shut and her body quivers slightly and her head tilts to the right slightly.

After successfully removing more of her clothing the blonde crawls back onto the bed, positions himself above her, and studies her face.

Her hair is somewhat disheveled and splayed out behind her, her head is still slightly tilted, blush tints her cheeks, and her eyes gaze back at him shyly, but with a loving look.

He smiles down at her and brushes a few stray strands of hair from her face with his right hand. Lightly whispering sweet nothings to her he shuts his eyes, leans down, gently kisses her forehead, then cheek, and finally her mouth.

She whispers his name, her eyelids slip shut, she reaches up to bury her fingers in his hair, his mouth works it’s way down her jaw once more, along her neck, and between the soft mounds on her chest. Exhaling sharply her head shoots back as her back arches, he’d begun kneading her breasts and tonguing her nipples. He keeps his body pressed against, his mouth engulfs one nipple, he swirls his tongue around it, occasionally he places his teeth gently around it and twists his mouth to the side so that his teeth softly run along the skin. She let go of the cry of pleasure she’d been holding back.

He removes his mouth from her and sits up while still pinning her to the bed, his hands resting on her sides. Teasingly he inquires on how she’s feeling, not expecting an answer or getting one besides his partners face going red as she tries to smooth her breathing, he begins kissing and caressing her chest.

She grips the bed sheets between her fingers as he works his way down her body, sucking, kissing, and tasting it.

Reaching her waist he slides his fingers under her panties waistband and begins sliding them down. The female is trembling and starting to look more anxious.

After fully removing her underwear he runs his hands up her legs and sliding them a little further apart he starts caressing her inner thighs.

Weakly she cries out his name in a somewhat timid fashion. Soothingly he quietly speaks to her as he grips her hips and pulls her closer to the edge of the bed.

She whimpers quietly, his slides one finger along her damp folds and sets up a slow rhythm. He whispers something to her, her body responds for her with a gasp. Carefully he spreads her warmth open a little more, lubricating his fingers with her juices. He moves his hands to grip her hips and shifts his mouth towards her crevice and begins to lap it. She gasps out his name and arches her back again, her hands tightly gripping the bed sheet.

Keeping to a steady pace the blond gradually slips deeper and deeper into her. The female’s body shivers for a moment and she lets out a sharp cry as she reaches a climax of pleasure and more juices ooze out of her.

As his partner covers her face with one arm and pants trying to regain her breath he licks his lips and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. The blond smiles at his victory and crawls on top of his partner once more. Pressing his body against hers, tasting her skin, and sliding his fingers along her body he waits anxiously for her to recover.

After a few more moments or rest the brunette whispers something to the blond that makes him chuckle. Taking him by surprise she flips them over and positions herself above him. She smiles down at him and he reaches up to run his fingers through her long silky hair. They exchange sweet words and the female leans down to suck and taste the skin of her partner while her hands travel down his body to carefully slide his boxers over his bulge.

After slipping off the last of his clothing she kneels between his legs and runs her fingers along his shaft. The blonde groans and gasps when she grips the fingers of one hand around him and starts to twirl her tongue around his head.

Sliding her hand up and down his length she begins to tongue the small opening at the tip of his head and allow her warm saliva to drip of her tongue and onto his shaft. The blond sighs and whispers how great it feels as she uses her saliva as a lubricant to more easily slide her hand across his length.

Finally she grips onto his shaft more firmly before slipping his head into her mouth. The blonde moans at the feel of her warm mouth and tongue wrapping around him and sliding along his length.

She sucks slides him in and out of her mouth slowly at first, but begins to move faster over time. Her partner’s body begins to stiffen up and his shaft gets harder as she moves.

Soon he cries out and his seed shoots out into her mouth. She ends up swallowing most of it, but some had leaked from her mouth so she wipes it off with her hand. Voicing her slight distaste for the bitterness of the flavor lies herself to the blondes right on the bed, turns to him, smiles, and strokes his cheek with her right hand as he begins to catch his breath and rests.

He turns his head to her and pulls her closer with his arm around her shoulders. She kisses his cheek and wraps her arms around him and snuggles into him.
Having a moment’s rest he brushes hair out of her face with his free hand and kisses the top of her head. She runs her fingers along his chest and he smoothes her hair.

He let’s his arm slip away from her and leans over her to pull at the edge of the sheet and covers them. As soon as they’re fully covered she slides her leg over his and presses her breasts against his while softly kissing his skin. He turns his head to her again, his bright eyes taking in the beauty of her bare skin, and he asks her quietly. She nods her head and her hand slides down along his chest to his shaft again. Blushing and averting her eyes from his with slight embarrassment in her voice she asks him for a little more.

Shifting his body above hers under the sheets he replies his agreement. He spreads her legs apart and she caresses his skin suggestively. Guiding himself into her he slides himself into her as gently as he can. Gasping she quickly wraps her arms around his back and clings to him. He looks concerned and asks her if she’s all right. She nods and tells him it’s fine with small tears in her eyes. He kisses her softly and starts sliding himself into her slowly while holding her hips.

The bed sheet had slipped off of them and the candles had burned out. The moonlight shone through the small window and light sheers highlighting the curves of the brunette’s body, and the toned muscles of the blondes through the sheen of sweat. Panting and entwined in one another the blonde began to thrust harder and the brunette shifted her body beneath him into each thrust. She began crying out his name as the movement began to build an immeasurable sense of pleasure not only between her thighs and lower abdomen, but her entire body as well. The blond was feeling the pressure and pleasure build in himself as well, so his breathing became more rapid and any thought processes ceased.

With a final cry the females body quivered and the blonde could feel pulsations along his length inside her, he called out and shot his hot fluid into her.

Still tangled with one another and without removing himself from her the couple collapsed together onto the bed. The only sound was their labored breathing and the ticking of a clock in some corner of the room. Silent moonlight highlights their forehead protectors lying with the fabric neatly folded beneath it side-by-side on the nearby end table.