Naruto: Naruto/Ino, Sexual Kinks: Exhibitionism
Title: A Pinup Girl Painted On The Wall Of A Cave
Author: mischief maker
Theme: Sexual Kinks: Exhibitionism
Rating: Hard R
EDIT: Now with giftart courtesy doc_destructo. ♥
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“Do you have plans for later?”
They’d barely made it out of the Hokage’s office when the words spilled from her lips. Ino mentally kicked herself. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t planned on asking anyway, but she could’ve at least waited until they were on the street or something, not proposition him as soon as they’d turned in their mission reports (even if it was the logical next step after spending the last half of their mission volleying indiscreet looks and innuendo-laden comments.) Normally, Ino prided herself on her directness, but there was also something to be said for not appearing too eager. This was Naruto after all.
Forehead-Girl’d never let her live this down, she thought as Naruto only grinned and said he was working on something as he held open the door to the stairwell for her.
They started down the first flight in silence as Ino considered whether she should bring him back to her place or invite herself over to his. She was leaning toward her place - she wouldn’t have to bother with going home afterward that way - when she suddenly found herself shoved up against the wall of the landing between the third and fourth floors and nose-to-nose with Naruto, his body pressed boldly against hers.
“Whaddaya say? Up for something different?” His hand found its way to her bare side, and his thumb brushed back and forth over the ticklish skin there.
Ino faltered a moment and stared at him in disbelief. What the hell was he thinking? In the stairwell of the administration building? That wasn’t different; it was insane! She was about to open her mouth and tell him as much, but the expression on his face stopped her indignant scream of “No!” in its tracks. It was the same expression she’d directed toward him earlier when she’d openly doubted his bedroom prowess.
It was a challenge.
Ino’s eyes narrowed, and against her better judgment, she snaked an arm around his waist and ground out, “Do your worst.”
Naruto chuckled and leaned down to taste her neck. “We don’t have enough time for that right now. Raincheck?”
Ino didn’t respond. Part of her was busy listening for other people in the stairwell - they were bound to come; this was a busy building, but so far they were in the clear - while the rest of her was concentrating on the sensation of his lips traveling over her heated skin.
Naruto reached down, gripped the back of her knee, and pulled it high around his waist as he shoved a leg between hers. This time, though, it wasn’t just for emphasis. He dug the rock-hard muscle of his thigh into her most sensitive place and dragged it against her, and Ino’s breath caught as her head tipped back against the wall. He repeated the action as his mouth found her ear.
His breath was hot and moist against her skin as Naruto whispered, “I’m gonna fuck you against this wall now, and uh, you probably shouldn’t scream.”
She could hear the amusement in his voice and started to object, but her ‘Hey!’ turned into a gasp as his fingers slid their way inside her panties and over her folds. Back and forth they went, spreading her moisture.
“Someone’s ready to go,” he groaned against her ear, and Ino pinched his butt hard in retaliation, causing Naruto to jerk forward slightly.
“And that’s not a kunai in your pants, so shut up and do it already.” With each passing minute, their chances of being caught increased. The idea made her stomach quiver and not entirely due to nerves.
Much to her dismay, he did in fact rip her panties off of her then. The shredded pieces fell forgotten to the tiled floor beneath their feet as he made quick work of his fly. He grabbed her by the ass, lifting her so she could wrap both legs around him, and true to his word, fucked her right there against the wall of the administration building back stairwell.
It was a few short moments later when the sound of a door opening and closing below them caught their attention. She could hear footsteps… barely, but that was no surprise. Most ninja were in the habit of treading lightly. She couldn’t tell if they were coming toward them or not. Adrenaline flooded her system instantly.
What would happen if they were caught? Would they be fined? Suspended from duty? Would they get lectured on professionalism by Tsunade-sama? The thought would’ve made her laugh had she not been riding a quickly growing wave of pleasure right then.
But she wasn’t the only one spurned on by the threat of being discovered, Ino realized. Naruto’s thrusts came harder and faster, and his grip on her tightened.
“I’m.. fuck! You better come for me,” he panted in her ear, and the energy began to pulse deep inside her belly. It was the discovery that the footsteps were definitely getter closer, though, that finally sent Ino tumbling over the edge a second later. She buried her face in his neck to muffle any sounds she made.
“Company,” Naruto grinned as he set her back down on her feet and quickly pulled his pants back up. He grabbed the scraps of her panties off the floor before tugging her down the next flight of steps.
As they passed two members of ANBU as casually as possible, Ino found herself mirroring Naruto’s wide grin.
That was when she mentally made plans to see him again.
Author: mischief maker
Theme: Sexual Kinks: Exhibitionism
Rating: Hard R
EDIT: Now with giftart courtesy doc_destructo. ♥
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“Do you have plans for later?”
They’d barely made it out of the Hokage’s office when the words spilled from her lips. Ino mentally kicked herself. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t planned on asking anyway, but she could’ve at least waited until they were on the street or something, not proposition him as soon as they’d turned in their mission reports (even if it was the logical next step after spending the last half of their mission volleying indiscreet looks and innuendo-laden comments.) Normally, Ino prided herself on her directness, but there was also something to be said for not appearing too eager. This was Naruto after all.
Forehead-Girl’d never let her live this down, she thought as Naruto only grinned and said he was working on something as he held open the door to the stairwell for her.
They started down the first flight in silence as Ino considered whether she should bring him back to her place or invite herself over to his. She was leaning toward her place - she wouldn’t have to bother with going home afterward that way - when she suddenly found herself shoved up against the wall of the landing between the third and fourth floors and nose-to-nose with Naruto, his body pressed boldly against hers.
“Whaddaya say? Up for something different?” His hand found its way to her bare side, and his thumb brushed back and forth over the ticklish skin there.
Ino faltered a moment and stared at him in disbelief. What the hell was he thinking? In the stairwell of the administration building? That wasn’t different; it was insane! She was about to open her mouth and tell him as much, but the expression on his face stopped her indignant scream of “No!” in its tracks. It was the same expression she’d directed toward him earlier when she’d openly doubted his bedroom prowess.
It was a challenge.
Ino’s eyes narrowed, and against her better judgment, she snaked an arm around his waist and ground out, “Do your worst.”
Naruto chuckled and leaned down to taste her neck. “We don’t have enough time for that right now. Raincheck?”
Ino didn’t respond. Part of her was busy listening for other people in the stairwell - they were bound to come; this was a busy building, but so far they were in the clear - while the rest of her was concentrating on the sensation of his lips traveling over her heated skin.
Naruto reached down, gripped the back of her knee, and pulled it high around his waist as he shoved a leg between hers. This time, though, it wasn’t just for emphasis. He dug the rock-hard muscle of his thigh into her most sensitive place and dragged it against her, and Ino’s breath caught as her head tipped back against the wall. He repeated the action as his mouth found her ear.
His breath was hot and moist against her skin as Naruto whispered, “I’m gonna fuck you against this wall now, and uh, you probably shouldn’t scream.”
She could hear the amusement in his voice and started to object, but her ‘Hey!’ turned into a gasp as his fingers slid their way inside her panties and over her folds. Back and forth they went, spreading her moisture.
“Someone’s ready to go,” he groaned against her ear, and Ino pinched his butt hard in retaliation, causing Naruto to jerk forward slightly.
“And that’s not a kunai in your pants, so shut up and do it already.” With each passing minute, their chances of being caught increased. The idea made her stomach quiver and not entirely due to nerves.
Much to her dismay, he did in fact rip her panties off of her then. The shredded pieces fell forgotten to the tiled floor beneath their feet as he made quick work of his fly. He grabbed her by the ass, lifting her so she could wrap both legs around him, and true to his word, fucked her right there against the wall of the administration building back stairwell.
It was a few short moments later when the sound of a door opening and closing below them caught their attention. She could hear footsteps… barely, but that was no surprise. Most ninja were in the habit of treading lightly. She couldn’t tell if they were coming toward them or not. Adrenaline flooded her system instantly.
What would happen if they were caught? Would they be fined? Suspended from duty? Would they get lectured on professionalism by Tsunade-sama? The thought would’ve made her laugh had she not been riding a quickly growing wave of pleasure right then.
But she wasn’t the only one spurned on by the threat of being discovered, Ino realized. Naruto’s thrusts came harder and faster, and his grip on her tightened.
“I’m.. fuck! You better come for me,” he panted in her ear, and the energy began to pulse deep inside her belly. It was the discovery that the footsteps were definitely getter closer, though, that finally sent Ino tumbling over the edge a second later. She buried her face in his neck to muffle any sounds she made.
“Company,” Naruto grinned as he set her back down on her feet and quickly pulled his pants back up. He grabbed the scraps of her panties off the floor before tugging her down the next flight of steps.
As they passed two members of ANBU as casually as possible, Ino found herself mirroring Naruto’s wide grin.
That was when she mentally made plans to see him again.