Locker room wants

A/N: First yuri posted, nothing but UST. I don't write yuri often, but I suppose if you guys like it and ask for more I'll try to do it more often. Happy fans are good fans :3


“I-I-Ino…what a-a-re you d-d-doing?” Ino slipped her hands under Hinata’s skirt; stopping at the girl’s mid-thigh as she leaned in close, smiling softly.

“Shh, Hinata. I’m just going to touch you. Is that alright?” Hinata flushed, backing up a little. She opened her mouth to protest, but the stutters were muffled by Ino’s soft lips, flushing more as the blonde’s fingers brushed over the hem of her panties.

She relaxed a little as Ino pulled her hands from under the plaited material, only to gasp as the girl’s hands descended on her breasts, cupping and massaging. Ino smiled, slipping one hand back to holding Hinata at her low back, focusing on the kiss, stilling her hand across the dark haired girl’s breast.

“I-I-I-Ino-” Hinata spoke as the blonde pulled back for air. Ino smiled, dipping down to kiss her again, cutting her off and squeezing her hand gently.

“Hinata it’s okay. We won’t be caught and…I’ve wanted to do this for a while. With you.” Ino said, blushing a little herself. She pushed Hinata backwards a little with her body, pressing her into the changing lockers. Hinata looked like she would question her, or apologize. Ino just shook her head, kissing her lightly. “Just let me…touch you.”

Hinata looked at Ino through her lashes shyly. Ino smiled, unable to resist kissing her again as she let her hand wander from Hinata’s back to her hip, raising up to meet her other hand and start unbuttoning. By the time she pushed the soft cotton to the side and exposed Hinata’s simple white bra and glorious pale tummy the other girl was trembling.

“Hinata…do you really not want this?” Ino asked, running her nails over the shy girl’s stomach. The girl shook her head, grabbing Ino’s wrist lightly.

“I-I-I’m n-not…s-s-sure I-Ino…It’s m-m-my first t-time…” She let go of Ino’s wrist, touching her lips and flushing. Ino felt her heart beat wildly, almost dizzy from her sudden pleasure at being the one to take Hinata’s first kiss. She smiled and her smile must have been full of the happiness she felt instead of the lust, Hinata smiling back and relaxing under her hands.

“It’ll be alright Hinata. Don’t worry.” Ino reassured, kissing her while her hands slid up to her bra, cupping each full breast and massaging gently. Each soft mound felt warm and perfect in her hands and she craved the knowledge of how it would feel without the simple cotton as a barrier.

Just as she was about to take the leap of faith and dip her hands past the last measure of cloth she heard the sound of the locker room door opening. She quickly drew back from Hinata, buttoning up her front and taking a step back and to the left, bending over the water fountain.

“Ino, hurry up! You and Hinata are taking forever!” Sakura said, hands on hips as she saw her friend drinking some water, Hinata blushing as usual and stammering out something she couldn’t understand through all the stutters. Ino stood straight, wiping off her mouth and casting Hinata a look of mixed emotions before schooling her features and turning to roll her eyes at Sakura.

“Yeah yeah, we were just talking about boys. I was asking Hinata about her friend Kiba and just how…well equipped he is.” Hinata flushed more, chewing her lip. Sakura rolled her eyes in return.

“Please, let’s just go. I know you hate the parking lot rush after school but I hate waiting for you by your car even more.” Ino nodded, waving at Hinata as she stepped up to Sakura.

“See you around Hinata. I’d like to know an answer sometime, yeah?” She winked, walking away with her friend while Hinata closed her eyes, tilting her head back and sinking to her knees.

She’d never felt so aroused in her life and was embarrassed to realize she’d need to change her panties.