The Hyūga compound was unusually quiet today. Most of the clan had gone out to enjoy the festivities, leaving behind only Hinata and Neji. She sat alone in her family home, In her room , dressed in an elegant lavender yukata. Her short hair framed her face softly, brushing against her cheeks as she sighed deeply.
"Neji-niisan," Hinata called hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you… still here?"
Neji emerged, his sharp eyes scanning the area before settling on her. He leaned casually against the wooden pillar, arms crossed. "Hinata-sama," he said calmly, though there was a hint of amusement in his tone. "You seem restless. Is something troubling you?"
Hinata looked down at her hands, fidgeting nervously. "I-it's nothing important…" she stammered, her cheeks flushing pink. But after a moment, she let out another sigh, this one heavier than the last. "It's just… Naruto-kun has been so busy lately. As Hokage, he barely comes home. And when he does…" She trailed off, biting her lip.
Neji raised an eyebrow, intrigued but careful not to push too hard. "And?" he prompted gently.
"W-well…" Hinata's fingers tightened around the fabric of her kimono. "When we do have time together to do umm sex , it's… over quickly. He falls asleep right afterward." She blushed furiously, hiding her face behind her hands. "I-I shouldn't even be talking about this!"
Neji chuckled softly, shaking his head. "Hinata-sama, you're married now. It's natural to feel frustrated if things aren’t going well. Don’t bottle it up."
"B-but what can I do?" she asked, peeking at him through her fingers. "I don’t want to bother him—he works so hard for the village. B-but sometimes… I wish he’d notice how lonely I feel."
"N-Neji-niisan," Hinata began hesitantly, pouring another cup of sake for him. "Do you… ever drink?"
Neji raised an eyebrow, amused by her question. "Not often," he admitted, taking the cup she offered. "But tonight seems like a good exception." He took a sip, savoring the warmth that spread through his chest. "I didn’t know you drank, Hinata-sama."
"I-I don’t usually," she stammered, blushing slightly as she held her own cup delicately. "But I thought… since it’s just us… maybe we could talk more freely." She looked down at the liquid swirling in her cup, her voice growing quieter. "About… things."
Neji’s expression softened. "You’ve already told me some of this. But if there’s more you want to say, I’m here to listen."
She nodded gratefully, setting the cup down before continuing. "It’s not just… about intimacy or attention. It’s also about… what might have been." Her voice wavered, and she glanced up at him shyly. "Do you remember… before I married Naruto-kun? How the main house considered arranging our marriage instead?"
Neji froze for a moment, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. Then, with a rueful smile, he replied, "Of course I remember. But I stepped aside because I knew your heart belonged to someone else."
"B-but what if it hadn’t?" Hinata asked impulsively, surprising even herself. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her face turning crimson. "I-I mean… w-what if I had chosen you instead?"
Finally, he chuckled softly, his voice low and steady. "And while we’re sharing secrets…" He tilted his head slightly, his lips curving into a playful smirk. "Tell me, Hinata-sama—what kind of man do you find attractive now?"
Her blush deepened, and she looked away, fumbling with her cup. "I-I don’t know… someone who notices me, I guess. Someone protective… and kind…"
"Anyone specific come to mind?" Neji teased, leaning even closer until their faces were mere inches apart.
Hinata swallowed hard, her pulse racing. "M-maybe…" She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
Neji chuckled, clearly enjoying her flustered state. "Fair enough. Now it’s your turn to ask me something."
"M-me?" she squeaked, startled. After a moment of hesitation, she managed to ask, "W-what kind of girl do you like, Neji-niisan?"
His smirk widened, and he reached out to gently tuck a strand of her short hair behind her ear. "Someone like you," he murmured, his voice sending shivers down her spine. "Gentle, strong, beautiful… And honestly? I used to love your long hair. It suited you perfectly."
Hinata gasped softly, her hand instinctively reaching up to touch her hair. "Y-you did? I-I can grow it back… if you really liked it that much."
The room spun lazily as Hinata tried to stand, her legs wobbling beneath her like jelly. She let out a soft gasp, clutching at the edge of the table for support. "W-whoa…" she murmured, her cheeks flushed not just from embarrassment but also from the effects of the sake. "I-I didn’t think… it would hit me so fast…"
Neji watched her with an smirk, his own movements steady despite having drunk more than she had. He rose to his feet. "Hinata-sama, you’re clearly not used to drinking. "
His gaze was intense, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body, making her own respond in ways she hadn't expected. Her breasts, the size of ripe melons, pressed against the silk, the peaks of her hard nipples poking through the fabric, begging for his attention. His hand slid down from her shoulder, gently cupping the side of her face, and before she could protest, his mouth crashed into hers in a messy, saliva-filled kiss.
Their lips met in a messy, sloppy kiss, their saliva mingling together as they explored each other's mouths with a passion that was as surprising as it was irresistible.
"Mmph... Ne... Neji-niisan," she mumbled, trying to push him away, but her body betrayed her as it responded to his touch.
His free hand slipped down to caress her cheek, then slid down to her chest, cupping her breast through the thin fabric of her yukata. Her nipple pebbled at his touch, and she let out a whimper that was muffled by his mouth.
"Mmm...N-Neji...wha-what are you doing?" she slurred, trying to pull away, but her body betrayed her. Her legs felt like jelly, and she found herself leaning into him for support. He chuckled, a low, dark sound that sent shivers down her spine.
"You know what I'm doing, Hinata," he murmured against her mouth, his tongue delving deeper. Their tongues dueled fiercely in her mouth, Neji's hand roughly kneading her large breast over the yukata. With a swift move, he pulled the garment open, exposing the fullness of her flesh to the cool air.
The fabric parted, revealing her ample, round breasts that bounced with each ragged breath she took. Her pink, erect nipples stood tall, begging to be kissed.. "Ne... Neji-niisan," she whimpered, her voice thick with desire and inebriation. Her protests were barely coherent as his thumb and forefinger pinched and rolled her sensitive nipple, eliciting a low, wanton moan from her.
Neji's eyes lit up with desire as he stared at the twin mounds of flesh. He leaned in, his mouth watering, and took the right one into his mouth. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin, and he began to suck, hard and hungry, his saliva mixing with her sweet scent. "Ah...ahh...Neji-nii," she whimpered
Neji's mouth latched onto her right breast, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh before he began to suck on her nipple with a fervor that made her toes curl. The feeling was intense, and she let out a muffled gasp, her body instinctively responding despite her reluctance. His hand squeezed her left breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling her nipple between them, eliciting a soft moan that she couldn't hold back.
"Ahh... Ne... Neji-niisan, no... we shouldn't," she slurred, her protests barely coherent as the alcohol muddled her thoughts. But her body was singing a different tune, arching into his touch, begging for more.
Neji's mouth moved to her left breast, latching onto the nipple and sucking it hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as he kneaded her right breast with his hand.
"Mm, your tits are so big and juicy," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. "I love how they fill my hands, how your nipples get so hard when I play with them." His thumb flicked the right one, and she moaned, her body arching towards him. His mouth followed the path of his thumb, capturing the peak and sucking it deep, his tongue swirling around the tight bud.
Neji didn't relent, his mouth suckling her right breast again with a ferocity that sent bolts of pleasure through her body. Her nipple was so swollen and sensitive that each pull of his lips sent shockwaves of ecstasy straight to her core, making her moan and whimper like a bitch in heat. Meanwhile, his hand was a blur on her left breast, kneading and squeezing it with a roughness that was both painful and incredibly arousing.
"Ahh, Ne... Ne-niisan," she slurred, her eyes rolling back in her head as the pleasure mounted. She couldn't ignore the warmth building between her legs, her pussy growing wet and slick.
Neji ceased his ministrations on her breasts. He stood, the moonlight casting shadows across his muscular frame as he shrugged off his yukata. His cock sprang free, long and thick, jutting out from a nest of pubic hair.
Her eyes fell to his cock, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink as she took in its size and girth. "Ne... Neji-niisan," she whimpered, her voice trembling. "It's... it's so big..."
He took her hand, leading her to her knees in front of him, and guided her face to his cock. "Open up," he whispered, his voice laced with desire. Despite her reluctance, she could feel her mouth watering at the sight of him, the alcohol making her more pliant than she would have liked. Her eyes were half-closed as she tentatively leaned in, her soft, plump lips parting to take him in.
"That's it, Hina," he encouraged, his hand tightening in her hair. "Suck it like a good girl."
Hinata whined, but her protests were muffled as his cock filled her mouth. She could taste the musky, salty precum on her tongue, and the feel of his velvety skin against her lips was almost too much to bear. Her breasts, heavy with arousal, bounced with each shallow bob of her head.
She could taste the salty sweetness of his precum, and the scent of him filled her nostrils, making her stomach flip. She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing out as she tried to get more of him in, her eyes watering slightly from the effort. "Mm, yeah, that's right," Neji moaned, his hips rocking gently.
Neji's cock grew harder and wetter in her mouth as he watched her struggle to take him in, his hips moving in a steady rhythm that she was slowly matching. His hand tightened in her hair, guiding her movements, setting the rhythm. His cock was so big that she couldn't fit it all in her mouth, so she used her hands to stroke the base, her thumb circling his balls. They felt heavy and full, and she knew he was close to the edge. She moaned around him, the vibration sending shudders through his body.
Hid hands had found their way to her own breasts, kneading and squeezing the firm flesh as his thumbs flicked her hardening nipples. Her breaths grew ragged, and she felt his cock swell even more, a sure sign of his impending climax.
With a final, desperate suck, Neji pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva. He stroked himself a few times, his eyes never leaving hers, before he erupted, spurting thick ropes of cum onto the floor. The sight of it made her pussy clench with desire, and she couldn't help the small, needy whine that escaped her.
Neji pinned Hinata onto the plush floor of her room. She gasped as he claimed her mouth in a deep, dirty kiss, his tongue delving into the warm cavern of her mouth with a fervor that left her breathless. Her large breasts, Neji wasted no time in cupping them, his palms squeezing the soft mounds with just the right amount of pressure to elicit a muffled moan from her.
"You taste so sweet," he murmured, his words punctuated by the wet smack of their tongues against each other's lips.
Hinata's body responded, her own hands clutching at his shoulders , his thumbs rolling over her hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. Her moans grew louder, vibrating against his mouth as he feasted on her, his own cock now rock-hard again, pressing insistently against her thigh.
She spread her legs wider, giving him better access. Her pussy was throbbing, and she could feel her juices seeping out, coating her inner thighs.
He knelt between her thighs, his cock throbbing against her soft, wet folds. "You're so fucking tight," he said, his voice gruff as he pushed into her, inch by inch. She whimpered, trying to keep her legs closed, but the alcohol had sapped her strength. His cock was like a hot, thick intrusion, stretching her pussy to the limit.
"AHH...Ne-Neji," she panted, her nails digging into the floor. His cock was so big, so much bigger than she had ever felt before. It filled her up in a way that was almost overwhelming, but she found herself craving more
Neji's hips slammed into hers, his cock driving deep inside her with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed through the room, mingling with the wet squelch of his shaft pistoning in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
Her large breasts bounced and jiggled with each impact, the nipples stiff and sensitive. Neji began to pound into her with a ferocity that left her gasping for breath.
Each thrust sent her breasts bouncing, slapping against her chest with a wet smack. "Harder, please, don't stop." Her hips met his, urging him deeper, and she felt herself getting wetter, her body betraying her inhibitions.
"You like it, don't you?" he taunted, his eyes locked onto hers. "You love the way your big, sloppy tits bounce for me." He grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back, and thrust his cock deeper, making her yelp. He stared down at his drunk cousin, her large breasts bouncing with every rough thrust.
Neji chuckled, his grip on her hair tightening as he obliged her request, pumping into her with increasing force. Her breasts jiggled wildly, the sight of them making him even more turned on. He leaned down, taking one of her stiff nipples into his mouth, biting down gently. "Mm, such a good girl," he murmured around her flesh, the vibration making her pussy clench around him.
"Oh...Oh, Ne-Neji," she moaned, her body writhing beneath him.She was too lost in the sensation of his cock filling her up, his teeth on her nipples sending jolts of pleasure through her body. His hips bucked wildly, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust.
She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with the effort to hold back. "N-Neji," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. "I'm...I'm gonna cum."
"Not yet," he growled, pulling out of her just as she was about to climax. He flipped her over onto her stomach, her breasts squishing into the floor, and entered her from behind. The new angle was even more intense, and she felt him filling her up even deeper. "I want to feel your sweet cunt milk my cock," he grunted, his hips slamming into her with a rhythm that was almost punishing.
"Ne-Neji...please...I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum," she begged, her body shaking with the effort of holding back.
"That's it, " he murmured, his strokes getting faster. "Cum for me. Let me feel you tighten around my cock." He reached around her, his hand finding her clit, and began to rub it in tight circles, his thumb pressing down on the sensitive nub.
"AHH...yes...yes," she cried out, her orgasm crashing over her. Her pussy clamped down on him, the walls spasming as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her. Her juices gushed around his cock, making it even wetter. He groaned, his own climax approaching rapidly. "Fuck, you're so good," he grunted, his hand moving to her ass, squeezing one cheek.
With a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he shot his cum into her. "Take it all," he growled, his voice raw with passion. She felt the warmth fill her up, and it was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her body convulsed, the sensation of his release inside her sending her over the edge again. "Ahh...ahh...Ne-Ne-Neji," she moaned, her body shaking.
He pulled out, leaving her panting and sated, her pussy gaping slightly. He took her to bed lay down beside her, his cock still hard and covered in their combined juices. "You're so beautiful, even when you're drunk," he said, his hand stroking her sweat-slicked skin. Her cheeks burned at the compliment, and she turned to face him, her breasts pressing into his side.
Neji grinned, his cock still rock hard and coated with their combined juices. "Ready for more?" he asked, his voice filled with a dark amusement that sent a shiver down her spine. Despite her inebriated state, she nodded eagerly, her eyes glazed over with lust.
He rolled her onto her back and spread her legs, his cock standing tall and proud. "You're such a dirty little slut," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You want me to breed you again, don't you?"
"Mmhmm," she murmured, her eyes fluttering closed as he positioned himself at her entrance.
Neji's grin widened as he pushed back into her, her pussy tight and hot around his shaft. He began to pump in and out, his strokes deep and deliberate.
"Ohh...Ne-Neji," she whined, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she bit her bottom lip to stifle her moans. Her breasts, ripe melons, bobbed with every thrust, her hard nipples begging for attention.
Neji took one in his mouth, suckling greedily as he pumped his cock into her. "You taste so sweet, like fucking heaven," he mumbled against her flesh, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. Her hands found his hair, pulling him closer, urging him to suck harder.
"Mm, yes," she moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him. Her pussy was so wet, it was practically begging for his cock. "Breed me again, Neji," she whimpered. "I want to feel you cum inside me."
Neji's eyes widened at her dirty talk, his cock growing even harder. He pulled out of her briefly, then slammed back in, making her cry out. "You're going to get every drop," he promised, his voice low and sinister. He began to thrust in and out of her with a brutal rhythm, his balls slapping against her ass with every stroke.
"Ahh, Ne-Neji," she cried out, her body tightening around him as another orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, the muscles contracting around him in sweet, wet spasms. He felt himself get closer and closer, his balls drawing up tight against his body.
And with that, he emptied himself into her, filling her with his hot cum as she moaned his name. She knew what they had done was wrong, but she couldn't find it in herself to regret the overwhelming pleasure he had given her.
As the night grew darker, they continued their illicit rendezvous