The tip of the kunai drove into his neck; almost, barely drawing blood. Her body loosen for a moment but the kunai was still held to this throat. He waited for her to drag the weapon across his neck, drawing some blood and declaring victory; “I have been beaten the Hyuuga genius!” She was hesitating…
“What are you waiting for?” His pale gaze studied her facial expression, searching for the reason she was hesitating.
“Nothing!” Her eyes wearily moved to look into his. Her body stiffened and she held to the kunai tighter.
“You are clearly hesitating; your body has stiffened since I have spoken and you are gripping to your weapon as if you are afraid to lose it. Your gaze has softened from anger and fighting intent you had in your eyes a few moments ago.”
Suddenly the kunai was gone, thrown across the training grounds, and her lips were clumsily mashed against his. His eyes widen from shock for a few moments before relaxing; closing his eyes and moving his arms to wrap around her waist, rubbing his palms over the fabric of her shirt in circular motions.
He didn’t know whether to be disappointed or pleased when she broke the kiss. Whatever it was, he still held tight to her petite form.
“You will not be sorry, Tenten. I know your weakness and I will not let it show.”
A silencing finger was placed upon her lips and the kunoichi’s facial expressions turned to worry.
“Now, Tenten, tomorrow we will train as usual. Do not bring your weapons; just yourself, understand?”
"Neji...what do you mean?"
"Physical comfort, Tenten. I have officially been a jounin for quite some time now. Most the men have women to go too and be comforted."
"So, you want me for physical comfort?"
His cool pale gaze scanned her over, immediately having Tenten feel uncomfortable. She knew Neji did not joke around but she could not believe he would bring up a matter like this. Neji was a Hyuuga, he was a respectful young man. Of course, Tenten knew young men had certain urges but she would have never thought Neji would be the one to act upon these urges.
Tenten repeated her question, "You want me for physical comfort? You want my body? Am I correct, Neji?"
"In a way, yes."
"Can't you just go to some...some whore house?!"
"And why not?" Hands on hips, frown set upon her face. He stepped forward towards Tenten, gently placing a hand on her waist, pulling her closer. Head tilted slightly, he brought his lips dangerously close to hers. Shivering, as if on instinct, Tenten parted her lips.
"I want a virgin and I want you," Neji nibbled on Tenten's lower lip before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. He was egged on by the soft mewing sounds she immediately began to make from receiving such affection. He would certainly enjoy this if these were the sounds she would make every time they were in bed. Suddenly, his lips were on her neck, speaking into her neck, his baritone voice tickled her.
"Don't you want me too, Tenten?"
"Yes, please..." In just a few moments Tenten had been entranced by the Hyuuga genius. But then again, she had always harbored affection toward Neji...The thought that he was only going to be using her body ran through her mind but she pushed it away. Perhaps, she could change his mind.
"Excellent, glad you understand." Neji pulled away which sparked immediate disappointment in Tenten. "I will arrive around seven to your place. It will be nice to have dinner in the company of you instead of the Hyuuga household."