Hinata is faster than Nejiko!

Nejiko sighed as she sipped on her beverage. Hiashi-sama, the head of the Hyuuga clan had assigned her to always guard his daughter, Hinata, Nejiko's cousin. That used to be a rather easy task, but Nejiko was always frustrated that she was on the weaker side of the two of them, and she despised Hinata for that.

Still, thanks to Naruto, that spitefulness of Nejiko had disappeared a bit, but it had recently reappeared due to jealousy. Nejiko was rather jealous of Hinatas good looks, mostly her huge rack, which she lacked. So, she opted to, just for today, drown her sorrows in ****.

But even that seemed to be overshadowed by Hinata, as she had downed one bottle when Nejiko and the others hadn't even finished a glass. They looked at her with big eyes, usually Hinata would hold back a bit, but today was different. Already, Hinatas cheeks were getting flushed as the heat rushed to her head. Her speech also slurred as she spoke.

"Come on, Nejiko-sama, let's dansh!", she commanded her guardian.

"W-what?", Nejiko only asked stupidly. Hinata knew she never danced, what was coming over her?

But she was too surprised by the sudden change the drunkenness triggered in Hinata to resist her as she pulled her to the dancefloor. The music was a bore, in her opinion, but Hinata seemed to like it. Resigning herself to at least being able to watch her cousin better this way, Nejiko tried to imitate Hinatas movements a bit.

Suddenly, Nejiko gasped out loud as she felt a pair of hands groping her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. Angry, she looked over her shoulder to identify her attacker and was shocked to see that it was Hinata herself.

"H-Hinata-sama?", Nejiko asked her cousin, dumbfounded at what had become of her.

Hinata reacted not to her and instead giggled a bit as she continued to knead Nejikos mounds of flesh with vigor.

"What are you doing?!!", Nejiko demanded to know angrily yet unable to wind out of Hinatas embrace.

"Jusht... justh having a lil fun...", Hinata replied.

"What would Hiasha-sama, your father, say if he saw you now?", she tried to reason with her. What was the deal with her anyway? She had a boyfriend, Hinata wasn't a lesbian, so why?

"Well, he doesnh'nt see me, doesh he? Teehee~!", Hinata only giggled in return as she continued to fondle Nejikos breast.

"Feelsh goo-hiccup- good, don't it? That'sh becosh of a little... little pill I shlipped in those bottlesh... an aphrodishiac...", Hinata explained with another hiccup.

Nejiko froze in terror as she realized her body was reacting unnaturally to Hinatas touch: Her nipples were beginning to stiffen and between her legs, she felt a warmth grow hotter with every touch of Hinatas hands. Nejiko looked over to their table and she saw that she wouldn't get any help from them as Ino and Sakura were already all over Sasuko, groping and kissing the Uchiha, who seemingly readily kissed and groped back.

To make matters worse for herself, most of the men on the dancefloor had noticed Hinata groping her and cheered her on, giving them catcalls and whistles to continue. Hinata only seemed to be encouraged by that and began to slowly pull Nejikos shirt upwards slowly lifting it over her cleavage.

"Ya... ya jusht need ta loosen up a littl', Nejiko-shama... you could have so much... -hiccup- so much fun...", Hinata whispered in her ear.

Nejikos head was spinning, her mind in a daze. She couldn't let Hinata-sama do this, could she? After all, it was not only her pride on the line... if she only wasn't so horny right now...