A Plan Forms

The needy kunoichi thought of how wonderfully perverted Hinata could be when it was just the two of them. Sakura gave her breasts a nice squeeze as she recalled all the wonderful times Hinata would come up from behind and give her a nice grope or the way Hinata would grab Sakura’s hand and shove it down her panties. The horny kunoichi breath became ragged as she recalled Hinata’s typical greetings. Then, she looked over at the blushing stammering mess in front of her.

“I’m sorry about following you both to the hot spring.” Hinata pressed her hands together and hunched over trying to appear smaller. Sakura currently rated her a cuteness level between baby panda and sneezing kitten which meant that she was in hyper I-just-embarrassed-myself-and-want-to-just-hide-mode.

‘Thankfully Naruto seems to be taking it well.’ Sakura noted that her teammate seemed to be doing his best to try and make Hinata feel better. “It’s fine Hinata. I was trying to help Sakura feel a little less tense anyway.” Naruto then gave Hinata his trademark fox grin and thumb up. “In fact, judging by that smile she had on I bet she’s feeling more relaxed than ever.” The heiresses face only seemed to blush more at the earnest compliment. “Well I do like making Sakura feel good.” Naruto glided over to heiress until he was almost pressing against her face. His chiseled pecs were practically pressed against Hinata’s naked breast. “Man, sometimes I wish you could help me relax like that.”

It was at that moment that Hinata shrunk in even further on herself and seemed to reach critical cuteness levels. While Sakura could appreciate the scene for the wonderful image of the well-endowed heiress just barely containing her lust behind embarrassment, it also unfortunately meant that Hinata would probably feel too shy to continue their wonderful make out session. Sakura loved many things about Hinata. She loved Hinata’s never give up attitude. She admired her kindness and grace. She loved how nice tongue felt. She loved the idea of Hinata throwing her to the ground and having her wicked way with her.

However, Hinata might love Sakura, but she was also in love with Naruto. Intellectually, the pink haired kunoichi knew love could take different forms. With her, Hinata expressed her love with make out sessions, breasts gropes, and showing up on her bed naked except for a few strategically placed ribbons. With Naruto, that same love seemed to turn Hinata into a quivering mess. But just because Sakura understood something intellectually did not mean she was satisfied. ‘Hinata won’t be satisfied unless she’s also in a relationship with Naruto. But Naruto’s so dense he’ll only understand the most obvious seduction. ‘This is what all your training has led up to.’ Sakura’s eyes burned with determination. ‘I need to help Hinata gain the confidence to act perverted toward Naruto.” Sakura smiled as a plan started to form and images of Hinata and Naruto on top of her danced in her head. ‘First I help Hinata, then the threesome.’

At Sakura prepared her most cunning and noble plan, a mysterious figure stepped into the hot spring locker room. “I get that everyone here is a ninja so having locks would be kind of a waste of money, but it still seems weird.” The figure began to disrobe before noticing something odd in the locker they choose. “Oh, this is Naruto’s stuff. Huh I didn’t know he kept a journal. Neat pendant.”