Repercussions

Co-written with the lovely Jennifer! (who doesn't have an AFF account yet but I'll make her get one soon)

WARNING: M/F or HET, a little bit of ORAL, little bit of HJ or FINGERING, a MINOR is involved, far too much TEASING and FORPLAY, and yes, there's a VIRGIN and an OLD PERVERT. CRACK PAIRING. You've been warned. Oh, and there's actually a PLOT, albeit a romantic one, only it doesn't show up until the next chapter. And I don't have a beta so please be kind when you point out obvious mistakes. Please review! or at least rate because the warm fuzzies keep me writing!

“Come in!” Jiraiya called from his position on the couch. He had, in front of him on the coffee table, a scattering of papers books and a cold foreign beer. Jiraiya was working on the next installment of his Icha Icha series. He figured it was Naruto (who nearly always knocked on account of the one time he'd walked in on Jiraiya while he was in the middle of something intimate with a woman ) He laughed a little when he remembered the look on the teen's face. He pressed the bottle to his face and took a long drink. He didn’t look up when the door opened.

“...I’m sorry to bother you Jiraiya-sama...”

Jiraiya looked over the green glass and saw a lovely, well endowed, dark haired young woman with intense white eyes, bowing politely. He immediately recognized her as the Hyuuga heiress. What was her name? Himoto? Henta? The bottle came away from his face with a slosh as he set it down and stood making his own polite bow. What was her name? Ah, Hinata. Was she really only fifteen? He covertly ogled her breasts.

“Forgive me for not answering the door, Hinata-san. I thought you might be Naruto.”

“...then Naruto-kun isn’t here?...” Her cheeks blushed softly as she spoke, bringing her hands up and extending her index fingers to poke them together .

He shook his head. “He’s out with Sakura and Kakashi. He should be back soon though and he‘ll stop by here to brag about another completed mission. Do you wish to wait for him?” She nodded. “Dozo.” Jiraiya gestured to the couch for her to sit. “Would you care for some tea?”

“...yes, please. Thank you...” she said as she removed her shoes, leaving them by the door before she padded over to the sofa.

He stood and walked towards the kitchen, taking his half finished beer and putting it in the fridge for later. He ran hot water into the kettle and set it on the stove to boil, drumming his fingers against the counter in impatience. While he waited for the water he decided to pull out some subtly flavored cookies that he liked to go with the tea.

Hinata occupied herself by reading a page out of the notebook he’d left open on the table. Her eyes drifted over his work out of curiosity, while her hands fiddled idly with her jacket strings. It was confusing at first because the page started in the middle of a thought but as she worked her way down the page things became clearer. Quite suddenly her eyes widened with comprehension of exactly what she was reading. It was very explicitly detailed erotica. Pure purple prose that was closer to porn in nature than anything she’d ever encountered in her life. Her cheeks blushed feverishly, and she stared resolutely at the ring of condensation that the beer bottle had left on the coaster, pretending she hadn’t read anything.

“I hope you like lychee black.” he said when he returned to the living room with a trey bearing the pot, two cups and cookies. He set it down on the only bare spot on the table and quickly stacked some of the books and papers over to the side. Sitting down next to her he poured tea into the plain but delicate cups. Jiraiya sipped almost daintily at the aromatic brew. He studied her out of the corner of his eye, grinned to himself and hid it behind his cup. "So what brought you to my humble abode in search of that noisy little brat?"

The cup came away from her lips and she replied. “...I haven't seen him in over two years...I just wanted to speak with him and see how he was doing....I’ve looked everywhere for him and decided to look here because you are his sensei...that's all..." She lifted the cup and took another sip. “...what are you writing about?...I must confess...I did glance at your work briefly while you were fixing the tea...but I didn't read much of it...”

"Oho?” he mused as he glanced down at the open page to refresh his memory about what was written. “I hope you didn’t read that particular part too thoroughly, I haven’t quite finished it yet." He wasn’t at all bothered by the fact that she had read something completely inappropriate for someone of her age. "It's a romance of sorts." he answered her question. "It's the fourth book in a series that centers around the love life of a guy named Hideki." he smiled. Jiraiya loved many things and one of the things he loved was talking about his books. "Each book so far has covered a different love interest of his. But this one's slightly different because in this volume he has two lovely ladies as supporting characters." He grinned and laughed through his teeth, amused by his own genius. "But you probably wouldn’t be interested in my books." he said "They're written for young men with little imagination and too much time on their hands, not lovely young kunoichi such as yourself."

Her first conclusion that she had somehow misconstrued what she had read was dashed to pieces. “...you write pornographic novels?...”

"Well, yes." he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Jiraiya had long ago assumed that everyone knew about his writing habits. Suddenly he got it into his head to worm his way closer to the girl. She was so pretty and so seemingly vulnerable, but he knew that somewhere beneath that fidgeting, nervous exterior lay a fierce kunoichi. The paradox of her personality amused him greatly, he wanted to see what she would do if put in a compromising position.

"Are you interested in reading more?" he flipped through the pages of the old style speckled composition book and paused at one in particular. "This is the best part." he said handing it to her with a grin. Hinata stared at the page a moment, eyes growing large. On the page beside half a dozen lines of nearly illegible script was a crude but effective drawing of two naked people in a rather intricate, and most definitely sexual, pose. "Did I mention that I do my own illustrations too?" he asked, his grin widening as the flush spread and deepened across her pale cheeks. He was very aware of the effect his work was having on the girl. Judging by the fact that she hadn’t run screaming out the door or slapped him senseless he assumed that there was a fair chance she would actually stick around a while.

“...it's very detailed...You must have a lot of experience with that sort of thing..." she was, of course referring to drawing , but one could take the statement to mean something else entirely. Her face was a bright red as she placed the still open notebook on the table. She returned to sipping her tea.

"As a mater of fact I do." he said, grinning and taking it the perverted way despite knowing exactly what she had meant.

"...I've always been interested in that...” She suddenly saw an opportunity to get closer to Naruto. “Do you think you could teach me how to?..."

As intelligent as she was, she could be truely ignorant in her innocence. She thought that if she and Naruto shared a teacher then surely they would see each other more often!

"I'd be honored to become you sensei in that respect." he said softly looking at her through half lidded eyes. "It would be a great pleasure to teach you." Jiraiya reveled the fact that he was talking about something completely different than she was.

It made their conversation immensely more entertaining.

“...the honor would be all mine.” She brought her hands together to poke at her fingers.

"...I've never done it before...so my first few tries I know I'm going to be terrible...but at least I have someone with experience like you to show me how it's done..." She smiled at him, closing her eyes in glee. "...when should my first lesson be?.."

He almost smirked at her innocent reply. Now was the time to make his move. Jiraiya stifled a needy little moan and smiling back said, "Well, I could give you a lesson right now, if you like.” Hinata’s smile broadened. “And I think your first lesson would be something along the lines of this." He took her face in both his hands and kissed her gently on the lips.

Her eyes snapped open and she gasped in shock. After a brief moment of confusion she tried to move her head away but was stopped by his heavy hands. Her own hands darted up to grab his wrists yank them out away from her face as she jumped up and over the arm of the sofa in one graceful motion. She stood there, staring at him in shock.

"...s-sensei...wh-what are you doing!?..." Her face was bright with indignation.

"Why, giving you your first lesson, of course." he said with a little laugh as he lithely sprung off the couch to press himself against her, seizing her wrists to prevent her from using that dangerously effective Gentle Fist Style on him should she try to resist.

Her pale eyes were still wide, dark brows furrowing to a look of confusion "...b-but I thought that- " Jiraiya stopped her mid sentence with a powerful kiss, forcing her lips to part and sending his tongue into the warmth to rape the nether regions of her mouth, eliciting a soft muffled cry of surprise from her. Hinata tried using her feet to force him away but Jiraiya was simply too close for any sort of attack to be effective. She jerked her head violently to the side, dislodging his lips for the moment.

Jiraiya simled softly as she succeeded in breaking the kiss. "I thought you wanted me to teach you? Why so shy all of a sudden?" She could not dislodge his hands so easily however.

"...n-no! I meant teach me how to draw!" She closed her eyes tightly, jerking her head away from him again to try and avoid his lips but he managed to seize her lips, gently, sweetly this time.

"Didn’t sound like that to me. It sounded, to me, like you wanted me to teach you something more... intimate." he murmured, his lips brushing against hers. He pressed closer, shifting her wrists to his right hand leaving his left hand free to slide down and cup a supple breast, hefting it's weight on his palm. "Oh my, you are quite the lady!" his grin broadened as he swiped his thumb over the approximate position of her nipple.

Gasping, her eyes shot open in surprise, biting her lower lip as her nipple reacted to his touch. "...n-no! Please stop! I don't want this! I..." She almost started to faint, but shook it off.

His smile faded a little when she almost fainted. Truthfully, he was a bit disappointed. He'd rather hoped that she would be more physical about this. He rather liked it when they resisted. at least at first anyway. "Hmm? No? But that's not what your lovely body says." he pinched her now erect nipple gently to emphasize the point.

"...No! Please I-I was saving myself! I love Naruto!" Her eyes widened at her own sudden confession.

"Love?" he snorted. "My dear, you have no idea what you're talking about." He realized that the girl thought she was in love with Naruto. He also realized that Naurto was late because he was spending time with a certain pink-haired team mate of his. "You don't have a clue what ‘love’ means so don't use the word as if you do." His voice was kind, yet reprimanding with an unmistakable undercurrent of longing. He kissed her yet again, drawing her tongue into his mouth and gently sucking on it.

He broke the kiss briefly to change the angle of his head. Hinata took the opportunity to speak and he didn’t interrupt her. "...what do you mean? I've had feelings for him for a long time. I've just been too shy to tell him...but that's the reason why I'm here. I want to confess to him instead of avoiding him like I have been..."

"You're too young to understand." he said softly when she had finished. "What you feel is probably nothing more than watered down lust." She was not trying to escape him any more so he assumed, correctly, that she must be at least partly enjoying herself. He let go of her wrists and caressed her burning cheek with his cool hand. He kissed her softly again.

"I would be very glad to help you understand the difference between love and lust." he said, his voice deep and soft. "If you'll let me." He continued kissing her, alternating between light and feathery and deep and wet, picking up all the little stages in between.

To his delight she started kissing him in return, although rather inexpertly, and even went so far as to place her arms around his neck.

“...Jiraiya-sama? Is what I'm feeling now...lust?" she asked softly, her cheeks blushing only a faint pink.

He nodded. "You only know me by reputation, and not very well at that" he said, "So of course it's lust. But there's absolutely nothing wrong with that." he ran his fingers through her long hair, some of the strands catching on his rough calluses. His left hand still had not left her chest. "And right now I feel the same. Lust. Pure, honest, strait forwards longing for physical interaction with you." He leant into a kiss, this one startlingly different from the others in it's intensity and fierceness, although still gentle. Hinata melted into it, clumsily returning it.

"First lesson,” he said in his official 'teacher' voice as half a joke, half a way of keeping Hinata relaxed. “Kissing.” She looked at him, a little flustered at first by this change of pace. “You can kiss any part of the body that your lips can reach, and kisses, no matter where they're placed, feel good." He demonstrated by kissing her cheek lightly and brushing his lips down the side of her face to her neck where he pressed his lips firmly against the tender spot where her pulse beat. She let out a soft little moan.

"Now you try." he murmured against her.

"...can't you just teach me by showing me?" she asked as se looked off to the side. Being an almost completely inexperienced virgin played a major part in her shyness. She had only been kissed once before and it had been an awkward encounter which had not been repeated.

"No, I'm afraid not." he said "You have to learn this by doing it." Jiraiya wanted Hinata to become more bold. He wanted her to unfold beneath his 'mentoring' like a flower in the morning’s light. He might be a pervert to the extreme but he thoroughly enjoyed teaching, no matter the subject. He wanted her to flourish at this. "Kiss me Hinata." he said and was pleasantly surprised when she took the initiative and placed her hands on his cheeks, drawing him downwards as she brushed her lips lightly against his. He let out a little hum of approval and she pressed her lips closer, soft pink tongue slipping out to tentatively swipe along his lower lip. Jiraiya opened his mouth she grew bold, sending the muscle in and exploring his mouth. It was a discovery expedition, not truly meant to please him. He prevented himself from smiling which would have interfered with her discoveries.

He was taking his time about things. If Naruto was not back by now then he would not be back until sometime after nightfall and the clock on the wall only told three in the afternoon. He was not hard as rocks either as of yet, which was nice because it meant he would not be as distracted by his own desires and could pay more attention to the lovely young woman before him. "Hinata." he murmured against her soft lips when she finally broke the embrace.

Jiraiya took the zipper handle dangling below her neck and tugged it down. Hinata finished shrugging off the jacket, it dropped to the floor revealing a dark blue tank top over a short sleeved mesh shirt. His hand re-found her breast and began to stroke and knead it gently. A little moan escaped her lips. Encouraged by her response, he slid his hands down further to tug upwards at the hem of her tank top. She protested, brushing his hands away. He circumvented her and pulled it off over the top of her head, messing up her pretty hair in the process. His eyes narrowed gleefully at the sight of her chest which was now only covered by mesh. She was not wearing a bra. Blushing furiously she crossed her arms over her chest, trying in vain to hide the globes of flesh. He slipped his hand under her arms and cupped a breast, fingers running over her nipple through the revealing fabric.

She gasped, but unfolded her arms to once more wrap them about his neck. Grinning like a kid with candy, he repeated the process of removing this final layer of clothing. Still blushing , Hinata cooperated this time and the mesh joined the other articles of clothing already on the floor at their feet.

"As I said before, you can kiss anywhere and it will feel good." he kissed his way down her neck again, only this time he didn’t stop there, he continued down her pale chest until he reached her nipple. "And there are other things you can do with your mouth as well." he said, his lips brushing the erect nub as he spoke. He started sucking on her tit, gently at first and then harder, drawing it up between his teeth. Her fingers flexed on the back of his neck and he hummed into the soft flesh. He broke the suction with an audible pop and kissed his way back up to her lips, stealing a little nibble here and there. His hand continued the job of teasing her nipple.

"You're very quiet, Hinata" he said "Don't be shy. Make a noise if something feels good."

He caught her lips again and sent his tongue in to dance with hers. She was rappidly starting to get the hang of this. He raked his other hand through her hair. "Your turn again." he said against her lips. "Explore a little with those lovely lips of yours."

Hinata’s lips brushed down his chin and against the skin of his neck, pausing just above his Adam’s apple. She opened her mouth a little, and slipped her tongue out, licking the flesh lightly then took started to suck. Her pale eyes opened half-way as she boldly bestowed a gentle but firm bite. Jiraiya murmured his pleasure. "Hai, Hinata." he said, leaning in closer to grant her better access to his neck. “Just a little harder.” She nodded, her nose brushing against him and applied enough pressure to leave red indents that darkened as she sucked. He was impressed. "You’re a very good student. A fast learner." he murmured. “I think it's time to move on to the next lesson, although there's absolutely no rush if you want to continue this."

In response her hands slipped down from his back, around and over to his waist, slowly undoing the folds of his clothes, his obi falling to the floor, yukata parting to reveal his scarred chest. Her fingers glided along the freshly revealed skin. "...what's the next lesson, sensei?..." she whispered against his neck,

Jiraiya kissed her forehead gently. "The next lesson is touching." he said. "Touching intimately. I've already touched your breasts which is part of it." he set his large hand on her waist and slid it down between her skin and her pants, sliding the fabric down past her hips and letting it pool around her feet before caressing his way back up to her belly. She shivered at her nudity and the contact with his life-roughened hands. “You can touch almost as many places as you can kiss.”

Her fingers slid experimentally over his chest, the tips touching lightly, tracing the line of a particularly rough scar before teasing his nipples with cautious little touches.

His hands caressed over her stomach, sliding lower with each pass until his fingers tickled the little patch of dark hairs between her thighs.

"The trick is not to rush things." he said softly as he raked his fingers over her mound, playfully catching the hairs between his fingers and pulling gently. He attacked her mouth as she gasped and sent his tongue in. Breaking the kiss, he sucked on her lower lip for a moment.

His fingers played lower, caressing the soft lips between her legs, ever so teasingly, just enough to make her long for more.

She gasped again, moaning as she felt his fingers touch her where no one had ever touched her before. Hinata's gasps and pants were silenced soon by his mouth, as he slipped his tongue inside, moving it firmly over her own tongue. She hummed quietly into the kiss, allowing her tongue to play over his softly. Strong expereinced hands guided her hips upward and spread her thighs apart more, allowing him easier exploration.

Jiraiya smiled because he could feel her becoming wet, dripping slightly out on his fingers as he slid them along the inner side of the lip all the way along the length until he reached the forefront and found the little nub that was her clit. He sent his finger in slow circles around the sensative part. "Tell me how much you like that" he murmured into her ear, kissing her cheek frimly.

She started to squirm slightly beneath him bringing a hand over to grab his forarm, holding onto it. "...ohh...s-sensei...that feels so good..." whispered back moaning more.Jiraiya's groin reacted to her words, filling out and stiffening rappidly. "You have such a sweet voice." he moaned back. His fingers slipped along the wet inner folds of her, sliding further down with each motion until he was teasing the edge of her deep entrance.

Her breaths became pants in heated desire, moaning repeatedly as his fingers continued to tease her. She brought a slender hand between them, her fingers gently touching his groin. After a moment's consideration she curled the digits about his growing stiffness, bringing it to an even harder state. "...am I doing it right?..."

"You're doing wonderfully" he said once he'd recovered from the shock and the immense pleasure it had brought. "Tease the very end a little," he instructed. Her cheeks blushed at his words, doing as he said her fingers rubbing the tip lightly. "Nnnn Hinata" he sighed, slowly starting to move his hips against the touch of her hand, needy for more contact, "You have such small hands, you should use both of them." He moaned and slid one finger into her depths, slowly sinking in upto his first knuckle and wiggling until he came up against the proof of her virginity, making her shudder pleasurably.

"...maybe you are just very big sensei...a-are you sure it would fit inside me?..." she softly asked, blushing hard and staring intentely at a scar on his shoulder even as her hands continuing to play with him.

Jiraiya grinned broadly at her consern, and moaned when she applied just a bit more pressure to his lentgh. He had an 'auditory fixation'; sound did a lot for him physically and her words filled him with lust.

He chuckled her warmly. "I'm not all that large." he reassured her. "Your mind exaggerates what your hands have only felt and your eyes havent seen." He reached down and undid his pants, pushing them past his hips where gravity tugged them to the floor.

She had a clear view of him now. "I'm not as large as all that." he repeated. Of course he was rather big, not huge, but more than a bit above the average.

"oh..,I see. But still...I would imagine it won't feel to good at first...we will have to do this many times before it will feel good for me...right?..." She closed her eyes, moaning abit as his finger slipped in deeper.

"Actually it's possible (and very probable) that you'll enjoy your first time. Especially since I'm somewhat of an expert on these things." he nodded, grining. Expert might be the wrong word but he was nowhere near inexpereinced. "I won't lie to you." he said, moving closer, his cock rubbing against her hip. "It might be uncomfortable, or even a little painful at first. But promise I'll go slow and be as gentle as possible."

He took her hands and placed them on his shaft, curling her fingers around the warm flesh. "Make me moan, Hinata." he said.

She blushed lightly, and wrapped her fingers it softly and started to jerk his bare erection. What she did next surprised both of them. Sliding her back down the wall she crouched and her tongue darted out, lapping up the dribble of precome that had formed on the end of his cock. Holy shit this girl is bold! Then again, she is a ninja. All further thoughts were muddled by the waves of pleasure that rolled through him when she sucked the entire head into her mouth. He could see the expressions crossing over her face, flashing from embarassment to curiosity and determination and then to delight at his reactions. Jiraiya closed his eyes and savored the way her lips moved across his head, groaning loudly and excersizing every bit of self control he could muster to keep from thrusting into her face.

"Hinata...stop..." he gently pushed her back, breaking the delicoius contact with a groan. "I don't want to come in your mouth." he said Not yet anyway. "And the living room is not the proper place for a young ladie's first time." he said. He moved to her side, slipping one arm behind her shoulders and the other beneath her knees, gently lifting her up, "This sort of thing really should be done on a bed." and taking her down the short hall to the master bedroom which looked a lot like the living room only with a large bed instead of a couch and an actual desk instead of the coffee table (although both were equally cluttered).

He set her gently down on the mattress and crawled across it, her pale eyes tracking his movement, to set himself between her pretty legs as she hesitantly spread them apart. He sent his fingers back to work on her slick heated crevice. She gasped a moan, blushing lightly "...s-sensei...please stop teasing me..." she said and then bit her knuckle in a cute shy way.

"Patients." he said, grinning because she was actually asking for it now,

"Patients, Hinata." he was already oh-so-very ready to take her, but he wanted to make sure that she was ready as well. He started by adding a second finger, pressiong them together as he entered and spreading them apart as he left. He wiggled them in a 'come hither' motion, making her moan and bite downharder on her knuckle. He sent a third finger inside, repeating the process and her hands fell down to her sides, fingers curling to grip the bedsheets.

"...ohh...ohhh...s-sensei!..." her back arched up, her breasts jigging lightly as he brushed over that bundle of nerves. He continued doing so until her moans became whimpers of need and his fingers were throughly dampened.

"I think you're ready now" he said grinning and withdrawing his fingers, bringing them up to his lips to suck on them individually. "You taste like a piece of heaven" he sighed, and then moaned as he gave his erection a couple of firm strokes before positioning it carefully at her entrance. She propped herself upon her elbows to see. He smiled and, leaning over her, kissed her passionately as he pressed in with a moan.

Hinata gasped loudly as it went in, her eyes closing tightly. She winced a little as her tight walls were forced apart for his cock. "...uhhh....ahh..."

He broke the kiss as he thrust further into her, letting out a little cry of pleasure at the sensation of her tight body encasing him, the muscles drawing him in further. He pulled back and then pressed in again, gently, slowly, firmly, until he felt the barrier relent.

"Uuuh..."A few tear drops leaked out and rolled down her pale, deeply blushing cheeks as she bit her lower lip. "...nnn."

"Are you doing alright?" he asked, genuinely consererned.

"...I'm fine...please...don't stop..."

He ran his large hand through her long black hair and peppered her face with kisses, sucking up her salty tears. A small trickle of blood stained the sheets beneath her signifying that she was no longer virginal.

He continued, biting down on his tongue to keep himself from going faster, thrusting harder. This was her first time and he was going to be good to her even if it meant he didnt get off, although he realy realy wanted to. He kept thrusting steadily, deeply, savoring the tight wet heat of her.

"...ohh...sensei..." she whispered, barely audible over the sounds of intercourse, throwing her arms around him to pull his body close to hers, his chest pressing into her breasts. "...you can go faster...I'm not made of porcelain...I won't break..." her slender fingers gently glid up and down his back, almost tickling him.

"You're sure?" he asked, and then seeing the resolve on her face he nodded.

Instinctually, she spread her legs further apart for him as he began to build up a bit of speed, pressing deeper each time, his hips hitting her thighs, shaking her body and making her well developed breasts bounce. After a few moments he was breathing hard, his exhales realeased with small grunts of pleasure and mingled with Hinata's little cries and gasps, coming in unison at one point like a duet of strangely natural instruments.

The friction of flesh against flesh turned to heat that spread throughout his entire body. He hardly noticed that she winced in discomfort with each thrust, he was so far gone.

It didnt take him long to reach the very cusp of pleasure and he hovered there, dragging it out as long as he could and savoring the moment, prolonging his passion. "Oh Hinata." he murmured soft and low in her ear, kissing down her neck roughly. Her eyes widened as she felt something dribble down her thigh and land, sticky on the sheets beneath her buttocks.

"Hey! Ero-senin! Where are...What the fuck!?"