Cookie Dough
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Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,213
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Cookie Dough
"Crash!!!!"
"What the hell?"
The boy turned around when he heard the loud sound coming from the kitchen. Getting up, his curiousity and growing worry had compelled him to go and see. He knew Hinata had gone in there for a few minutes, not that he knew how long, he actually fell asleep on the sofa.
"Hina-chan?"
He called down the picture infested walls of the hallway. He barely glanced at them, knowing that most of them were Hinata's cross stitching works over the past few years. She had invited Neji over for the next few weeks, since he had no other place to go, and Hinata just happened to live alone. He was allowed to stay, granted he do his share of the chores.
He pushed the kitchen door open, nearly blinding himself, considering the rest of the house was dark and the kitchen was like walking into the sun's home. It was so bright he couldn't see a thing.
"Hmm?"
Came a slightly surprised sound from the other end of the kitchen, and Neji's eyes finally began to adjust to the light...just to see Hinata sitting in the middle of the floor, covered in flour and licking some cookie dough off a whisk in her hand.
Neji was hypnotized for a moment, watching as her little pink tongue took up that yummy treat that made most girls lose their minds. Hinata looked up at him, a little of the dough on her nose and Neji couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked.
"SOo...this is where you went?"
Neji leaned against the door frame, very aware of the surge that shot through the small bulge in his pants, the bulge that was growing at the sight of his childhood crush.
Hinata smiled, her inky hair up in a clip and terribly messy, making her seem much more sexier, and she nodded licking up more of the dough. Then she beckoned him over,
"Hm...ya want some Nejinii-san?
Another surge of electricity shot through his body, and he was struggling to not take her right there. Even though his body was screaming for other kinds of nourishment he nodded and wandered to her side, taking a dollap off the whisk and put it in his mouth.
The sweetness of the cookie dough surprised him, and he knew exactly why she liked it so much. Her favorite flavor of chocolate had been White chocolate ever since she tasted it the first time in ninth grade. A gift from that damned sand-nin. She tolerated the others, but her real passion was White Chocolate.
"Hm....I would have made cookies, but I just couldn't resist it...it practically was begging me to eat it raw." Neji had big opal eyes looking at him, as if they were asking for forgiveness...but all that he really noticed was that her dusky rose lips were slightly open and she was looking intently at him.
When Hinata didn't recieve any answer she went back to snacking on the deliciousness of the cookie dough, a thrill running through her body each time it touched the tip of her tongue. She knew he was watching her, and in all actuality...it didn't seem like a bad thing at the time. I mean who could resist this tasty goodness of cookies?
What happened next she didn't expect..warm lips brushed against her neck as Neji's hand pulled her closer to him. She was so startled she nearly dropped the whisk into the bowl.
"Hina-chan...you are such a dirty girl, I need to clean you up,"
Neji growled deep in his throat and Hinata gasped abruptly.
Hinata's body was warm, uncomfortable from the sudden expression of affection...she didn't understand what this strange feeling was...and it scared her. She didn't push him off though, her curiousity was driving her insane.
Her breathe shuddered once she felt Neji's tongue lightly flick at the sensitive spot on her neck, and she put the whisk down, and scooted closer to him, to him and that wonderful feeling of his tongue on her skin.
"Hmmph...N..niisan..," She was scared, but her body couldn't get enough of this new treat that he was sharing with her.
His body grew hotter when she said his name with such urgency, such...passion...it drove him crazy.
"Say my name again Hinata..say it.."
He was over her now, his legs spreading hers, her ankles tentatively wrapping around his waist...unsure...she was scared! He wasn't aware that she was trembling...but her voice startled him.
"Neji...touch me...."
He smiled then, letting his hands wander underneath her light purple shirt...her skin was just....so soft...impossibly soft. Was this how she always felt?
"What the hell?"
The boy turned around when he heard the loud sound coming from the kitchen. Getting up, his curiousity and growing worry had compelled him to go and see. He knew Hinata had gone in there for a few minutes, not that he knew how long, he actually fell asleep on the sofa.
"Hina-chan?"
He called down the picture infested walls of the hallway. He barely glanced at them, knowing that most of them were Hinata's cross stitching works over the past few years. She had invited Neji over for the next few weeks, since he had no other place to go, and Hinata just happened to live alone. He was allowed to stay, granted he do his share of the chores.
He pushed the kitchen door open, nearly blinding himself, considering the rest of the house was dark and the kitchen was like walking into the sun's home. It was so bright he couldn't see a thing.
"Hmm?"
Came a slightly surprised sound from the other end of the kitchen, and Neji's eyes finally began to adjust to the light...just to see Hinata sitting in the middle of the floor, covered in flour and licking some cookie dough off a whisk in her hand.
Neji was hypnotized for a moment, watching as her little pink tongue took up that yummy treat that made most girls lose their minds. Hinata looked up at him, a little of the dough on her nose and Neji couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked.
"SOo...this is where you went?"
Neji leaned against the door frame, very aware of the surge that shot through the small bulge in his pants, the bulge that was growing at the sight of his childhood crush.
Hinata smiled, her inky hair up in a clip and terribly messy, making her seem much more sexier, and she nodded licking up more of the dough. Then she beckoned him over,
"Hm...ya want some Nejinii-san?
Another surge of electricity shot through his body, and he was struggling to not take her right there. Even though his body was screaming for other kinds of nourishment he nodded and wandered to her side, taking a dollap off the whisk and put it in his mouth.
The sweetness of the cookie dough surprised him, and he knew exactly why she liked it so much. Her favorite flavor of chocolate had been White chocolate ever since she tasted it the first time in ninth grade. A gift from that damned sand-nin. She tolerated the others, but her real passion was White Chocolate.
"Hm....I would have made cookies, but I just couldn't resist it...it practically was begging me to eat it raw." Neji had big opal eyes looking at him, as if they were asking for forgiveness...but all that he really noticed was that her dusky rose lips were slightly open and she was looking intently at him.
When Hinata didn't recieve any answer she went back to snacking on the deliciousness of the cookie dough, a thrill running through her body each time it touched the tip of her tongue. She knew he was watching her, and in all actuality...it didn't seem like a bad thing at the time. I mean who could resist this tasty goodness of cookies?
What happened next she didn't expect..warm lips brushed against her neck as Neji's hand pulled her closer to him. She was so startled she nearly dropped the whisk into the bowl.
"Hina-chan...you are such a dirty girl, I need to clean you up,"
Neji growled deep in his throat and Hinata gasped abruptly.
Hinata's body was warm, uncomfortable from the sudden expression of affection...she didn't understand what this strange feeling was...and it scared her. She didn't push him off though, her curiousity was driving her insane.
Her breathe shuddered once she felt Neji's tongue lightly flick at the sensitive spot on her neck, and she put the whisk down, and scooted closer to him, to him and that wonderful feeling of his tongue on her skin.
"Hmmph...N..niisan..," She was scared, but her body couldn't get enough of this new treat that he was sharing with her.
His body grew hotter when she said his name with such urgency, such...passion...it drove him crazy.
"Say my name again Hinata..say it.."
He was over her now, his legs spreading hers, her ankles tentatively wrapping around his waist...unsure...she was scared! He wasn't aware that she was trembling...but her voice startled him.
"Neji...touch me...."
He smiled then, letting his hands wander underneath her light purple shirt...her skin was just....so soft...impossibly soft. Was this how she always felt?