Caught in the moment, Sakura's hands go underneath Hinata's towel.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Naruto swallowed as his eyes tracked Sakura's hand, which continued its slow stroking of Hinata's thigh. Each stroke got that little bit closer to pushing the towel up a bit. A little bit closer... He swallowed again. “Uh... so what do girls usually talk about in the hot springs, anyway?”

“Oh, typical kunoichi stuff,” Sakura responded. “Skin and hair tips. Boys. Which whetstone is best for sharpening kunai versus shuriken. Just your standard topics.” Seeing that he was actually watching her hand on Hinata's thigh, the pinkette decided to help him associate the dark-haired girl with attractive traits. “Oh, and we compare breast sizes all the time. Hinata always wins, of course.” Normally she'd never bring attention to the comparative size of her own breasts, but considering that Naruto had probably permanently burned the image of her little tits into his cornea, there was no point in pretending her chest was more gifted than it was.

Hinata opened her mouth to protest, but she was so mortified at Naruto being told about her breasts that no sound actually came out.

'Sorry Hinata,' Sakura silently apologized as she subtly used the hand she had around the other girl's waist to stop the Hyūga girl from sinking under the water and drowning herself from embarrassment. 'But you will thank me later on for piquing his interest.'

“Really?” Naruto blinked, before lifting his head and giving the Hyūga girl a grin. “Hey, great job Hinata!” With that, he gave the girl a thumbs-up, before returning to watching Sakura's hand stroke Hinata's thigh.

_ '...Seriously?' Inner Sakura intoned. 'Who the hell congratulates someone for winning a tit-off?'_

“Yes, any man would be lucky to have her,” Sakura agreed, deciding to just push onwards. “Once the guys found out what a killer body she's growing, she'll have her choice of men. But she's only really attracted to blonds, so most of the village is out of luck there.”

Hinata opened and closed her mouth a few times like a fish. A few barely audible squeaks came out, but she couldn't get enough breath to actually form words and beg for Sakura to stop.

“Huh, blonds?” Naruto frowned as his eyebrows furrowed. Sakura looked on, her hand absent-mindedly still stroking Hinata's thigh as he put it together.

After a few seconds, he nodded. “Yeah, I guess that would be rough. If she's after a blond then there's only the Yamanaka clan in this village. And I don't think I've seen any guys from them that are anywhere near her age.”

'...Fucking seriously?' Inner eventually thought into the ensuing silence. 'Well, that's it. I guess we have to cut our losses and-'

'No.' It was only in Sakura's mind, but the word echoed in her head with a heavy tone. 'No, I refuse... I refuse to accept that I have permanently etched my image into Naruto's spank bank only to lose out to his stupid obliviousness! I will have him see Hinata as a sexual being that he could be attracted to, even if I have to rip her towel off and lick her to orgasm right in front of him to show what he's missing!'

'Sooooo...' Inner drawled, 'We're rethinking that one hundred percent heterosexual tag for ourselves, then?'

'It's not gay if it's done to help her get a guy!' Sakura thought-growled as her hand absent-mindedly traveled up Hinata's thigh again, but this time with enough force to overcome the Hyūga girl's weakening resistance. After a brief moment of fighting against the towel's resistance, her hand slipped underneath the cloth.

Hinata swallowed as she powerlessly watched Sakura's hand slip underneath her tightly held towel, the pinkette's sudden strong push overpowering her own hold on the bottom of the fabric. She could feel the girl's fingers softly stroke closer and closer to her unguarded folds. Was... was she about to be deflowered? In front of Naruto? She wanted him to be her first, didn't she? But... but wouldn't it still count as him being involved in her first time if he was there watching when it happened? Her confused thoughts left her decision making scattered – she could stop Sakura with just a single 'No' or a closing of her thighs, but with Sakura's deft hands playing her so well and Naruto's eyes showing such interest in her gasping state, she couldn't find any will to halt things.