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Fic: "Sharpen Your Tongue"
Title: Sharpen Your Tongue
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Hinata/Kabuto
Author's Note: written for the anonymous kink meme.
Summary: "Hyuuga is a clan that says nothing straight. Their insults are veiled, their compliments backhanded."
Hyuuga is a clan that says nothing straight. Their insults are veiled, their compliments backhanded.
Kabuto is practiced at concealed verbal barbs, knows how to let an esteem-destroying compliment drip off his tongue.
He also knows the value of being explicit.
Hinata-san's face is shoved into the sheets, her arm twisted up behind her back. He keeps pressure on her arm even as he takes her from behind, each thrust accompanied by the slapping sound of flesh on flesh.
He's breathing heavily, but he still has breath enough to speak.
"You're weak," he says conversationally, and her inner muscles contract around him. "You'll never be a competent shinobi, never be brave. That would be forgivable, if. If you were actually going to be a decent leader. But no," Kabuto twists her arm further and Hinata made a little whimpering sound deep in her throat. He responds with a stabbing thrust that shoves her further up the mattress.
"No, all you're going to do is fail," he whispers the words like love poetry, soft and sweet, kissed between her shoulderblades. Her free arm grips the headboard, tuggs at her own hair, scratches at the sheets. "Just like you failed to beat your cousin, just like you failed to get Naruto to notice you, just like you failed at everything."
He fists his free hand in her hair, wrenches her head back. "If you're lucky they'll reject you outright, mark you, let someone competent take control," he whispers, and she comes.
Kabuto flips her over onto her back even as she shudders, fucks her the way he likes it best, long, leisurely strokes while she covers her eyes with her hands and flinches from over-sensitization.
"You're delightful at this, though," Kabuto continues, "Your body was made for this." He takes her breasts in his hands. They overflow his palms, and his thumbs toy with her nipples. "Your breasts and cunt and neck and hair-" he's thrusting faster now, feeling his balls tightening. "You're quite fuckable, Hinata-san. You're almost good enough to make me think you aren't. completely. worthless."
Hinata spasms around him again, lips parting, and Kabuto spurted into her.
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Hinata/Kabuto
Author's Note: written for the anonymous kink meme.
Summary: "Hyuuga is a clan that says nothing straight. Their insults are veiled, their compliments backhanded."
Hyuuga is a clan that says nothing straight. Their insults are veiled, their compliments backhanded.
Kabuto is practiced at concealed verbal barbs, knows how to let an esteem-destroying compliment drip off his tongue.
He also knows the value of being explicit.
Hinata-san's face is shoved into the sheets, her arm twisted up behind her back. He keeps pressure on her arm even as he takes her from behind, each thrust accompanied by the slapping sound of flesh on flesh.
He's breathing heavily, but he still has breath enough to speak.
"You're weak," he says conversationally, and her inner muscles contract around him. "You'll never be a competent shinobi, never be brave. That would be forgivable, if. If you were actually going to be a decent leader. But no," Kabuto twists her arm further and Hinata made a little whimpering sound deep in her throat. He responds with a stabbing thrust that shoves her further up the mattress.
"No, all you're going to do is fail," he whispers the words like love poetry, soft and sweet, kissed between her shoulderblades. Her free arm grips the headboard, tuggs at her own hair, scratches at the sheets. "Just like you failed to beat your cousin, just like you failed to get Naruto to notice you, just like you failed at everything."
He fists his free hand in her hair, wrenches her head back. "If you're lucky they'll reject you outright, mark you, let someone competent take control," he whispers, and she comes.
Kabuto flips her over onto her back even as she shudders, fucks her the way he likes it best, long, leisurely strokes while she covers her eyes with her hands and flinches from over-sensitization.
"You're delightful at this, though," Kabuto continues, "Your body was made for this." He takes her breasts in his hands. They overflow his palms, and his thumbs toy with her nipples. "Your breasts and cunt and neck and hair-" he's thrusting faster now, feeling his balls tightening. "You're quite fuckable, Hinata-san. You're almost good enough to make me think you aren't. completely. worthless."
Hinata spasms around him again, lips parting, and Kabuto spurted into her.
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