Hinata finds herself sitting atop of Sakura, the center of everyone's attention.

Original Chapter by AkaB

Sakura was extremely good at looking out of the sides of her eye without actually appearing to do so. The fact that she had developed this skill so that she could stare at Sasuke in class without getting into trouble with her teachers did not in any way diminish the hard training she'd given to hone the ability. A ninja used every advantage they had, after all.

Due to her this skill, she could see that next to her Hinata was doing an admirable job of imitating a deer staring at a pack of wolves. Or dogs, at least. Horny dogs.

Sakura wasn't immediately sure on what to do to fix it, though. Just saying goodbye and leaving right now with the other girl was so very nice in theory, but that might just leave Hinata feeling like she failed. Equally, allowing the girl to hide behind her now that she was stripped could also take erode the courageous step forward that Hinata had taken with her request to strip. The Hyuga girl had been the one to ask for this chance, after all, so she was the only one who could really make a call on when she couldn't handle it any more.

But what could she do to help Hinata without her retreating back into her shell and ruining the possible breakthrough on her shyness? Sakura thought back on her own experiences and tried to gain inspiration for a path forward from here.

She had once been shy herself. Not as shy as Hinata, of course, but she'd certainly had some fairly major issues with her forehead, and bullies smelt such weaknesses like sharks with chum in the water. In her own case, Ino had swooped in and practically rammed a steel-rod down her throat to replace her formerly shy spine, dragging Sakura along with her until she'd learned confidence via osmosis from the ultra-selfsure blonde girl. Maybe that was the way to get Hinata comfortable with her situation here, by pulling her along and forcing her to not hide from the experience until she learned confidence in herself?

Sakura had no clue if this was the best way forward, but it had worked for her and she certainly couldn't think of any better plan for getting Hinata through this. “Come on, Hinata. It's getting a bit chilly just standing here.”

Hinata hadn't found her voice yet, but she managed to give a hesitant nod as Sakura pulled her along to the edge of the spring. She did regain a bit of her senses a couple of seconds later, though, when she realized that the other girl had just sat down in the only available space. “S-Sakura, what-!?” she managed to bite out, her eyes wide, as Sakura gently tugged on her hand to indicate that she should sit on the pinkette's lap.

“Come on,” Sakura urged, “it's my turn to be your seat.”

Hinata whimpered as she realized that the hiding spot she'd grown used to had suddenly been yanked from her. The girl's pupil-less eyes hid the fact that her gaze darted around at the surrounding boys who were all staring at her, with not even Sakura's body acting as a shield. She wanted nothing more than to protest. She didn't mind being used as a living seat for Sakura. She didn't mind Sakura's unclothed pussy sliding against her bare thigh. She didn't even mind that her bare breasts would be rubbing against Sakura's naked back, so long as she could have used the Sakura as a screen to block the boys' view of her own exposed body. And Sakura had just taken that protection away from her.

Hinata didn't say anything, though. She couldn't. Maybe if she'd had a few years experience in asserting her will as a ninja, she might have formed a protest. But she was a fairly new Genin, with extremely limited field time. She simply didn't have the confidence to argue for the right to be the one to sit first.

After another gentle tug from Sakura's hand, Hinata numbly stumbled forward, walking on autopilot as she stepped into the spring, hyper aware of the eyes on her labia as she parted her legs to make the move. As she moved her leg forward, her mind rebooted enough that she realized another problem: with the limited space available between Sakura and the boy next to her, her crotch and buttocks would be only a few inches away from both Sakura's face and the boy, Kiba. Worst of all, there wasn't enough room between the two ninja's shoulders for her to go through the small gap without having to twist sideways.

Hinata bit her lip as she pivoted her hip, turning so that everyone opposite Sakura got a side-view of her bare ass as her right foot sank sideways into the hot water of the spring. Almost instantly she regretted choosing to turn this way rather than the other way as she saw Kiba's wide eyes laser-focus onto her bare slit, which was pretty much at his eye level. Instinctively she backed away from her teammate, only to feel something brush against her behind. Based on the shape and feel, the only thing it could be was Sakura's nose. Had the other girl turned to look at her as she tried to get through the gap? Hinata barely managed to stop herself from whimpering again as her momentum took her into the spring, Sakura's nose feeling like it left a fiery trail along the sensitive skin of her butt cheek as she moved.

Sakura, at the same time, was staring wide-eyed at her extremely up-close view of Hinata's ass. She'd turned her head to make sure the girl could get through the small gap, but that justification didn't explain why she couldn't do the polite thing and turn her head away again now that they were in this compromising position. Somehow, she just couldn't force herself to move. While the Hyuga girl's most obvious asset was her breasts, Sakura could certainly attest that Hinata had a very nice ass as well. Even in the humidity of the spring she felt her throat go dry as the smooth skin of the girl's plump cheek, with the underlying firmness of trained muscles, glided along her face.

On the other side, Kiba's erection was at full mast as he stared at Hinata's labia while she awkwardly sidled past him. Much like Sakura, the small patch of still-growing in pubic hair did nothing to hide Hinata's slit from his eyes. His hyper-sensitive nose was more than close enough to smell her womanhood – a slightly tart scent, nervous, but with a faint hint of arousal that sent a painful throb through his cock. In his mind, he sent a silent 'thank you' to Sakura for arranging this moment – one that he single-mindedly applied every ninja technique he knew to burn into his memory forever.

It only took a second for Hinata to slide through the small gap between the two bathers' shoulders, but it felt like an eternity to her. Enduring everyone's lustful stares had been bad enough when they'd been a body-length away, but Kiba was so close to her pussy that she could feel the faintest of puffs on her vulva from his breath. She could certainly feel Sakura's breath as well, considering that she was practically grinding her ass into the nose behind her in order to give her some more space from her male teammate.

Once Hinata was past the two ninja, she immediately encountered a new problem. Actually, two problems. Firstly, she was now surrounded. Eyes were looking at her from every direction, front, rear and to the sides. It was like she was surrounded by a reverse-Byakugan – three hundred and sixty degree sight, all focused inwards towards seeing her body from every angle. Her second problem was that Sakura was sitting with her legs apart. Not far enough apart to be completely exposing herself, but far enough that if Hinata sat with her legs on either side of Sakura's, she would need to practically go spread-eagle to sit comfortably. Sitting side-saddle would only point her pussy towards Kiba or Shino, and she'd already be completely unable to look her teammates in the eye tomorrow as it was. Her other option was to do as Sakura had done when she'd been on top – sit straddled on just one of the other girl's legs.

Sakura took the choice out of hands as she placed her hands on the girl's hips and pulled her down into her lap.

Hinata gasped as she plopped down, her legs on either side of Sakura's right leg, as her labia pushed into the pinkette's naked thigh. An explosion of unfamiliar sensations assaulted the virgin girl as gravity helped her grind her pussy into Sakura's leg for a moment before she could recover enough to push herself back up.

She didn't more than an inch off of Sakura's thigh before the pink-haired girl's arms shifted from Hinata's hips to latching together against her stomach, effectively trapping here there, sitting in full view of everyone, naked and straddled on Sakura's leg

Hinata had to bite back another gasp as she felt two small, hard nubs rub against her bare shoulder-blades while a curtain of pink hair settled across her shoulders. The gasp almost turned into a moan when she realized that the nubs were Sakura's nipples, rubbing against her back. She'd never been held like this. Never this intimately. And certainly never in front of a group of boys who looked on eagerly as the two girls met skin-to-skin.

“Don't worry,” Sakura whispered, leaning into Hinata's ear as her silky pink hair glided across the other girl's shoulders. “Just remember that anyone who looks at you is looking at me, too. And I'm just as naked as you. We're in this together.”

Hinata wished she could take that advice to heart, but all she could focus on right now was Naruto, sitting opposite her, staring at her. Wait... not at her. At Sakura's hands, which were resting against Hinata's stomach.

The blond boy broke the group of boys' silence, not even trying to dance around his words as he asked, “Glad you could join us, Hinata! That towel was getting pretty silly. Hey, Sakura, does this mean that you're going to return that 'skinship' thing that she did to you earlier?”

Hinata froze, an icy shiver running through her at the thought of Sakura caressing her in front of the boys. She could never do something like that! She'd die of embarrassment!

But... but what would Naruto think of her if she refused, when she'd done it so eagerly to Sakura?