Fifty Shades of Gennin

Naruto and Ino had moved halfway down the alley. Hinata saw them stop. And no sooner had they stopped than Ino — moving with just as much grace as she had on the dancefloor — sank to her knees. 

Hinata wondered if this was really going the way that it looked like. She wasn't left wondering for long. Ino tore open Naruto's clothes as if her life depended on it. His belt came loose and his pants were down to his knees in seconds. It happened so quickly that he wasn't yet hard.

Ino immediately moved to fix that. She unstrapped the top of her dress, letting the upper half flop down past her waist. Hinata gasped. Ino had been wearing nothing underneath the sheer dress— and she had no problem pulling it off now, leaving her perky breasts bared to anyone who happened to peer down the alley.

For his part, Naruto didn't react to the reveal, bar his cock slowly rising up to its full size. Hinata realized it was the first time she had seen it, really, because all the other times had just been through his book. She felt like that should make her feel something, but it really didn't seem like anything new.

Ino didn't even wait until Naruto was done hardening to lean forward and wrap her lips around him. Her head had just started to bob when Naruto said, "No hands."

Both of Ino's arms, which had been slowly rising, dropped to her sides. She linked her hands behind her back. From her angle to the side of them, Hinata could see Ino's eyes looking up into Naruto's.

Hinata remembered the swarm of boys who had been crowding around Ino, begging for a scrap of her attention. What would they have done if they knew how little she had on beneath her sheer dress? Hinata could only imagine their faces. They certainly wouldn't have shared Naruto's expression, which was nearly emotionless as he looked down.

"Deeper," he said.

Ino listened. She pushed all the way down him, so far that her nose pushed against his pelvis. Her hands were still linked behind her back. Desperate to see where all that cock was going, Hinata activated her Byakugan.

The different form of vision transformed her world, allowing her to see through Ino's throat and observe the phallic shape crammed inside.

Immediately, Hinata bit her lip. Perhaps it was the thrill of possible discovery, brought on by the semi-public location, that reinvigorated the old pleasure Hinata was used to getting at such sights. Other than the scene with Hanabi, her disappointing last voyeur experience had been watching the two people who were in front of her now, Ino and Naruto, yet what she was feeling at the moment was incomparable to her disappointment then.

She wasn't remembering the sewer now, nor any details about Naruto. If there was anything she couldn't help but remember, it was Ino on the dance floor. Those exotic movements Hinata likened to the Gentle Fist were still on display, only being channeled differently. Ino's throat bulged and morphed to accommodate Naruto's size. She slid back and forth, taking him inside her with smoothness that was beautiful in its own way.

Hinata wanted to jam a hand straight up her dress and work through this pleasure. But while Naruto and Ino had at least put a little bit of distance between them and others, Hinata was on a public street. Plenty of Shinobi could be seen moving about, a few she even recognized from old missions. Some things were just a step too far.

So she contented herself with chewing on her lip, her fingers squeezing the wooden corner of the building she was leaning against, watching as Ino sucked Naruto off.

Ino's whole body rocked back and forth on her knees. Without her hands helping, she had to lean back and push forward just to reach the base of his shaft. She didn't gag, cry, or cough. Hinata wondered if that was natural, or if Ino just had enough practice being in this position. In Naruto's memory book, the old Gennin teammates had talked about a sexual history that didn't sound short.

And Hinata was able to watch all of it. With the help of her Byakugan, she could see the way Ino darted her tongue across the head of Naruto's cock every time she pulled back. Hinata could see how Naruto flinched when she did it, although he controlled his expression enough to keep Ino from noticing. Hinata could see how hard Ino was sucking, enough to make her lips press flat around Naruto's member.

And, of course, she could see when Naruto was finally pitched over the edge. She watched every step of the process, from the way his balls reacted to the build up throughout his lower body. She watched him dump his load inside of Ino— and watched her swallow it, her throat bulging in time with his spurts.

Hinata moaned quietly, cursing her surroundings one more time as it prevented her from acting on what she was feeling.

Ino still hadn't broken eye contact. She rose, slowly, uncaring about the dark scuffs on her knees as a contrast to her usual cleanliness. Naruto watched her, collecting his breath after a significant first orgasm.

"We won't be able to do this much longer," he said. 

"Because you're engaged?" Ino asked, walking past him.

"What else would it be?"

"A change of heart? I don't know." Ino stopped, glancing back over her shoulder. "Are you saying you'll be a good little politician's son for once and marry off like he tells you to?"

"Probably not," Naruto said. "But I should at least wait until it falls apart."

"Until you make it fall apart, you mean."

"Nah," Naruto said. "She doesn't want me."

Hinata's breath caught. She felt like she was intruding all of a sudden, which was a hilarious thing to be feeling now, after all she had already seen.

For some reason, Ino laughed. "You think it won't happen because she doesn't want you?"

"Obviously," Naruto said.

"You really still don't understand the first thing about politics."

"Hey—!"

"I'm done talking about this." Ino leaned forward. Her dress, which had been bunched around her waist, rode up. The purple fabric ended up like a belt, revealing her bare pussy as she planted her hands on the wally of the alley, bending over. "Get over here and fuck me. If she doesn't want you, there's no problem if I get you for a little longer, is there?"

Naruto shook his head. To Hinata, it looked like he wanted to ask what Ino had meant. But he walked over anyway, positioning himself behind the blond and grabbing her hips.

The moment he slammed forward, Hinata realized her own restraint wasn't going to last. Ino cried out. Her breast swung forward, while her ass jiggled. This repeated each time Naruto thrust into her, which happened over and over again as Naruto fucked her fast enough to break a civilian in half

"Fuck," Ino breathed. "Fuck."

Naruto himself didn't speak. He squeezed Ino's narrow waist, his fingers sinking in until his grip was firm and solid. Ino was making an effort to stifle her voice, but it wasn't working. The result was a succession of raspy little moans that turned Hinata on to no end. Unwilling to push up her dress in public, but unable to hold back, she pressed two fingers to her crotch, applying pressure through the thin fabric of her clothes. Hinata grunted, straining her eyes to catch every detail—

"Hinata?"

She spun. As she got more absorbed by what was happening down the alley, she had stepped further and further around the corner, until instead of peeking around the side she was just standing at the entrance. But it wasn't Naruto who had seen her and said her name.

Standing in the street was Shikimaru, Choji, and what looked like bigger versions of both of them (or at least older, in Choji's case). But in addition to these four, there was one more. He was quite handsome, with blond hair and wrinkle lines around his lips.

Yamanaka Inoichi. Ino's father.

"What are you doing out here?" Choji asked. 

"Getting some fresh air," Hinata said.

It was only long years in the Hyuuga compound that allowed her to control her tone and hide her blush.

Choji accepted that without any more thought. "Have you seen Ino?" he asked. "We were supposed to keep an eye on her…"

"But it's such a drag," Shikimaru said. "Why do we have to—"

"Did she leave already?" Shikaku — his father — interrupted him.

Of course she hadn't. Hinata still hadn't deactivated her Byakugan. The circular range of vision showed her what she'd been watching was still going on. Ino and Naruto were fucking like crazy, directly on the opposite side of Hinata's back. Her body was the only thing hiding them from sight.

"I say we give up," Shikamaru said. "Nothing can be done."

Hinata wished they would have listened. Instead, Inoichi stepped forward.

"Did you see her with anyone?" he asked. "I promised her mother I'd have her back. So did they."

He glared back at the boys behind him. Choji looked bashful. Shikamaru looked the same as ever.

Hinata, however, had been unable to help herself. She was watching the blonds in the alley again. Naruto seemed to have gotten even faster. Ino's head was now pressed against the wall. If it wasn't for that blaring music leaking out of the club, the sound of their wild sex likely would've reached where Hinata and the others were standing.

When all of the men looked at Shikamaru and Choji, Hinata's fingers used all the deftness that had been instilled in them across her entire life, tapping her pussy like a tenketsu point. The chakra surge powered straight through her clothes, feeling like it reached her very core. Pleasure spiked through her. Despite this, she still kept her face neutral when they looked back at her.

"I saw her talking to Kiba," she said.

The others all looked at Inoichi, but Ino's father immediately said, "Impossible."

Hinata managed to use that moment to get another tap to her crotch. Her knees wobbled while her expression remained the same.

"I didn't see her after that," Hinata lied. "She was dancing, and that was when I left."

"There you have it," Shikamaru said, turning and beginning to walk away.

Ino orgasmed. Hinata could see her insides tense. The men in front of her turned, grabbing Shikamaru by the shirt and pulling him back. Hinata gave herself another love tap. This time Inoichi turned back quicker than she thought. Her heart leapt into her throat, wondering if he saw her. He hadn't. But the thrill of near discovery made the pleasure multiply. She had to grit her teeth to keep from cumming on the spot.

"Why is your Byakugan activated?" Inoichi asked.

"Ah, well…" Hinata said.

"Are you interrogating her?" Shikamaru asked. "Jeez. You're not on duty right now."

"You were supposed to be!" Inoichi said. "We asked you for a favor!"

"She's a bit old for a babysitter," Shikimaru said.

Choji laid a hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to stop. It wasn't like Shikamaru looked mad in any way, but Inoichi was starting to. The older Nara and Akimichi were shaking their heads. In this larger distraction, Hinata delivered three more taps to her crotch, nearly moaning out loud.

"Her mother and I are worried!" Inoichi said. "The way she's going, she's going to end up with a kid she never counted on."

Hinata noticed something strange. Under their feet, the shadows had developed their own chakra, and they were on the move.

It only held her interest for a moment. Just like she saw it coming before he orgasmed into Ino's mouth, Hinata watched Naruto's body prime itself to fire. He was still deep inside her, and his body wasn't pulling back. Hinata frowned.

The shadows reached him. They attached themselves to Naruto's chakra system. As Shikimaru stepped back to move away from the irritated Inoichi, Naruto stepped back himself, spraying his load across Ino's back instead of in the danger zone.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," said the Nara, "Things usually work out."

It looked like Inoichi might get angrier, but instead he sighed. "It better," he grumbled.

The group moved on shortly, going to check other spots. The chakra in the shadows faded. Hinata could see Naruto looking over, and so when the guys left, she stepped out of sight herself, pressing her body against the wall.

It was only civilians looking at her now, and she used that to move faster than their eyes could track, striking her crotch ten times. The pleasure punched all the way to her brain. She groaned, hitting her own climax as she leaned back against the sidewall of a random business.

Her chest shook. As the haze of lust cleared, she realized just how crazy what she just did was. In some ways it had been so like her, and in other ways, so unlike her. 

But above everything else, it reminded her of something. She enjoyed herself so much that it had been like she was back at the Den— and she realized, quite suddenly, just how long it had been since she visited her favorite place.

Learning seals kept her busy. The heist against Hanabi had been an obsession. She just hadn't had enough time to even think about the Den, let alone pay it a visit.

She pushed herself away from the wall. Naruto and Ino were getting dressed again. Hinata canceled her Byakugan, plunging her sight back to normal levels, and hurried sharply away.

Not back to the compound, though. No, she needed to remind herself of something. It had been so long since she'd been to the Den, she was actually starting to believe that Naruto had the same effect on her as Fox.

It was crazy. Ludicrous. Preposterous. Naruto made her feel something, she'd give him that, but as much as Fox?

She'd prove herself wrong, right now, even if it took her the entire night…