To Obey

Hanabi looks down at her feet, breathing softly.

She whispers to herself, "OK,"

And then her head snaps up, she takes a step back and falls backwards onto her bed.

Posturing herself casually on the blue sheets, "Naruto-kun, it would help me greatly if you sat here with me,"

He should have known, that Ino had already done something to her. He could resist Ino, for some reason, but no one else could. A single look, a few words, and it was a new truth, a transformation. The once stoic and icy Hanabi was a nervous wreck, a schoolgirl with a crush for him as large as Hinata's (as Hanabi quickly revealed to him – that she and her sister both desired him [but of course, she desired him, deserved him, far more than her sister]).

"Ha-Hanabi-chan," Naruto pants, exhausted from pushing Hanabi away for an hour, "Please, stop..."

At any moment, she would make a movement, sliding or rolling on the bed, trying to fall into his lap, stroking his chest and arms, playing with his thighs, never touching him overtly, but playing with his senses. Letting a bit of flesh show here or there. She even got to her knees and tugged on the waist string of her pants, loosening it and giving him a quick shameless glimpse of her dark panties (for as brief a moment as they were exposed to the air, the smell of her quickly smothered his senses).

"I'm not satisfied yet. And until I am, I won't stop," she says, having realized that any time she said 'satisfied' Naruto would be **** to agree with or do what she said.

She was teasing him full tilt now, kissing and licking along his jaw and neckline, her small frame in his lap, her legs around his waist, a scissor hold which he couldn't break without fear of hurting or 'dis-satisfying' her.

"D-Don't you think," he cranes his face away from her lips, "Don't you think it's odd you're acting this way? That you didn't have these feelings until Ino said you did–"

"Oh," she moans, "But I didn't just have these feelings Naruto-kun, I've always felt this way about you... I just didn't want to accept it..."

Indeed she had said a similar thing minutes ago – a story about how he had helped her once when she was very little, how she had secretly had feelings for him since then.

And he couldn't deny that, or what she said at all– he couldn't possibly remember whether he did such a thing or not. Whether Hanabi had felt this way before, and that Ino had merely freed her desire...

But it was still wrong! Yet Hanabi was blissfully content to accept Ino's words as fact. No, she wanted to accept it. She wanted him, it wasn't a need, he could leave and she would get over it, somehow.

Perhaps that's what made things even worse for him, that he had the power to change this, but he couldn't.

Maybe he didn't want to? A dark voice hissed in his mind, but he shook his head violently at the idea... he knew that doing anything with Hanabi at this point would take away her free will and make her a puppet of Ino.

"Ha-Hanabi, p-please–" her butt is wriggling on his arousal, making it surge in length.

"Don't you want to accept me, Naruto-kun?" she giggles, rolling her butt on him, pressing her budding chest into his, "God, seducing you like this is making me so horny... even if I can't have you, I might just take you so I can tell Hinata I got your first!"

"H-Have me? Hanabi," he tries to tell her that he's nobody's... except maybe that's not true. This morning, he was very much (and happily) Tenten's, now... he was Ino's, even if he didn't want to admit it. There was a long line, and Hanabi had no chance at 'having' him, "This is just an illusion, you can't–"

She captures his mouth with hers.

It's surprising since it's their first kiss. Hanabi's lips aren't like ice (which is what he would have guessed earlier that day), but burn and pulse with warmth. They're very wet, in-fact, Hanabi's mouth is swollen with desire. Copious amounts of saliva enter hi, as her tongue invades his mouth.

Naruto can barely put up a fight, by Ino's doing or Hanabi's charm, he's not sure, but the feelings churning in him are hard to ignore. It's hard not to kiss back (and for a few moments at a time, he does respond to her, earning sexy mewls from her).

"Mmm, you taste really good," Hanabi says after breaking the kiss, "Just like I've always dreamed..."

She's dreamed about him? He almost asks, but instead says breathlessly, "Dreamed?"

"Oh yeah," Hanabi sighs, relaxing her hold around him (his own body relaxing in her embrace), "I've dreamed of you... a lot. I've dreamed of this, even... only," she flushes, "Things were... reversed."

Naruto blushes too, as if he's dreamed of her as well. Of the thing's she's hinting at.

Natural curiosity overtakes his better judgment, "What do you mean, 'reversed', Hanabi?"

She burns with warmth at Naruto's slip – he's so comfortable with her, it feels like he's trying to be informal with her.

"I mean... one dream I had... once, you... came into my room, thinking I was Hinata, and when you realized I wasn't, you kept going– and– you... made me say these things..." she shivers, "A-about... who I belonged to... and stuff..."

Naruto's erection pokes Hanabi, throbbing right where her pussy is. The two organs are separated only by the barest of garments.

"H-Huh?"

Naruto's red face gets even redder, "I... uhh... I guess I'm excited,"

She beams, "R-Really? Wow, I thought I wasn't having an effect on you at all..."

Naruto wonders if she's acting dumb, since it was obvious to him, with her ass and hands having rubbed against his hardon for over half-an-hour...

"Maybe you want to move on then?" she moves in for a kiss.