Chapter 88: Night [3] (18+)

In the second tent the air was warmer and closer. Choji occupied nearly half the floor space with the solid bulk of his bedroll and body. He shifted for the third time, nearly elbowing Shikamaru, and let out a long, wistful sigh.

"I wish I was Naruto right now. Sleeping between two beauties instead of stuck in here with you guys."

Shikamaru’s voice came back flat and dry in the dark. "Yeah. I wish you were over there too. Then I’d have room to stretch my legs. What a dream."

Choji huffed. "You don’t have to be sarcastic about it."

"I’m always sarcastic about it. That’s how I survive."

Sasuke lay on his side facing the tent wall, eyes open in the dark. He had not slept. The image of Naruto walking into the other tent with both girls kept replaying. He trusted Ino to keep Naruto occupied, but the memory of what he had once seen between Naruto and Sakura on a different mission still sat in the back of his mind like a thorn. He closed his eyes and forced his breathing to stay even. There was nothing he could do from here without making a scene.

Inside the first tent the quiet had stretched long enough that Ino’s breathing sounded almost too perfect. Kael listened for another full minute. The rise and fall of her chest never changed. No small shifts. No soft sighs that came with real sleep. He rolled toward her under the blanket, reached down, and closed his hand over the soft curve of her ass. He squeezed once, firm and testing.

Ino’s body gave the smallest flinch. She did not open her eyes. She did not speak. She kept the same steady rhythm of breath, still pretending.

Kael smiled in the dark. He understood.

He rolled her fully onto her back with careful hands. Ino stayed limp, eyes closed, playing the part. He pushed the front of her dress up and free of her breasts. The soft, full weight of them spilled into the open air. He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking slowly and deeply. Ino’s hand rose at once and pressed over her own lips, still keeping the act going even as her back arched the slightest bit.

Kael spent a long time at her breasts. He switched from one to the other, tongue circling, teeth grazing, sucking hard enough that soft wet sounds filled the small space under the blanket. Ino’s breathing finally broke its perfect pattern, but she still refused to open her eyes. Her free hand stayed locked over her mouth.

He spread her thighs with one knee, shoved her panties aside, and rubbed the thick head of his cock along her already-slick folds. She was wet. Very wet. He leaned up until his mouth brushed her ear.

"Still going to pretend you’re asleep?"

He pushed into her in one smooth, deep thrust.

"Ahh~"

Ino’s muffled moan vibrated against her own palm. Her eyes stayed shut. Kael braced himself over her and began to move in long, steady strokes. The wet schlick of his cock sliding through her heat was quiet but unmistakable. He kept the rhythm controlled, deep enough that every thrust pressed against the farthest point inside her. Ino’s legs shifted, then slowly rose and locked around his waist, heels pressing into the small of his back as if her body had decided to stop pretending even if her eyes had not.

Kael reached up, moved her hand away from her mouth, and kissed her. Ino kissed him back at once, the last of the act falling away. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders. The wet pap-pap-pap of their bodies stayed soft under the blanket, but the intensity climbed. He fucked her with steady, reaching strokes, each one aimed deep, as if he wanted the sound of her pleasure to rise high enough that the whole camp might hear.

From the other side of the tent Sakura watched through barely open eyes. She had not slept either. She saw the way Kael moved over Ino, the way Ino’s legs locked around him, the quiet wet sounds that were impossible to mistake. The thought that rose in her mind was simple and a little dazed. He had just finished inside her a short while ago. Now he was already hard and deep in someone else. The stamina alone felt unreal.

Kael kept the pace for a long stretch, kissing Ino through every muffled moan, his cock dragging against her front wall with every stroke. When he felt her start to tighten he slowed, grinding deep circles that made her breath hitch, then resumed the same relentless rhythm. Ino’s fingers dug into his back. Her heels pulled him closer. The wet sounds grew thicker as more of her arousal coated him.

"Hah... hah..."

Eventually he sat back on his heels without pulling out, brought her up with him, and settled her fully in his lap. Her knees spread on either side of his hips. His hands locked behind her neck, holding her head in place so he could keep kissing her while she rode him.

Ino finally opened her eyes. The look in them was equal parts heat and something more complicated. Kael kept her moving with the grip on her neck and the upward thrust of his hips. The wet schlick of her sinking down onto him filled the small space between their bodies. Her breasts pressed against his chest. Soft, continuous sounds left her throat between kisses.

"Why were you pretending to sleep?" he asked against her mouth, still fucking her in slow, deep strokes.

Ino’s voice came out unsteady, broken by the motion of her body on his. "I thought... Ahh... if you knew I saw you with Sakura... you would stop seeing me. So I pretended I didn’t know anything."

Kael kissed her harder, hands still cradling the back of her neck, and kept her rising and falling on his cock. "Stupid. Why would I ever leave you."

The words seemed to unlock something. Ino’s arms tightened around him. She began to move with more purpose, dropping down harder, taking him as deep as the position allowed. The wet pap-pap-pap of their bodies quickened. Kael met every drop with an upward thrust. The kiss turned messy. Ino’s soft moans spilled directly into his mouth.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah! Yes! Right there!"

He held the lotus rhythm for a long time, letting her ride, letting the heat build between them without rush. When her walls started to flutter in earnest he gripped her hips and took over, fucking up into her with short, powerful strokes until she came with a trembling cry that he swallowed in another kiss. The tight, rhythmic clenching of her pussy around him pulled his own climax free a few thrusts later. He buried himself as deep as he could and came hard, flooding her while he kept her locked against him.

"Take it... ahh..."

Ino stayed in his lap, forehead against his, breathing hard, the warm evidence of his release already beginning to leak out around his cock. Kael kissed her once more, slower, and kept his arms around her while the tent settled back into quiet.

On the other side of the canvas Sakura looked at them and said nothing but just stare and thought so that’s what I look like when I’m doing it with him.

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