Chapter 64: Chapter 64
-Hinata's POV-
Things went back to a relative normal for the next month or so. Come mid-June, I realized Sasuke and I had been dating for about six months and hadn't really taken any steps forward since February. The wreck brought things to a standstill for over six weeks, but too much time has passed for me to use that as an excuse now.
If I'm being totally and completely honest, it's likely my fault and mine alone. Whenever things get heated between Sasuke and me, the thought crosses my mind that I should make a move. Until now, he's been the one taking the lead, and I want to show him how sure I am about him by doing it for once.
After drunkenly confessing to one another that our feelings are more severe than we expected, things have been calm and comfortable. Prestige has been too busy for any drama to arise, even if it wanted to. The four of us have been recording music videos, doing interviews, attending photoshoots, and mastering the choreography for our second album in preparation for our swiftly approaching first tour.
"And that's a wrap, everyone. Great job!"
Every person in the warehouse applauded, Prestige included, as Sai and Kakashi announced the recording of the music video for Slow Dance was finally complete. Sasuke's hands left my body, and we turned naturally to face our instructors, Gaara and Sakura doing the same in my peripheral view.
The concept for this video was unlike the others we've done so far. Gone were the trendy backgrounds, flashy outfits, and sexy dancing. Instead, the four of us were dressed in the most elegant and formal outfits as though we were attending the ball where Cinderella lost her shoe.
Multiple other pairs of dancers were around us, and the set was modified to look like we were in an extravagant castle. The choreography was different as well. Sai took inspiration from a classic waltz but added his own flair so it wouldn't be considered run-of-the-mill or boring. For once, Sasuke and I were better than Prestige's two main dancers. Naturally, that's because we were both forced to learn ballroom-style dancing in preparation for the many dinner parties and essential gatherings our parents would ultimately drag us to.
I glanced over at the statuesque man in question as he stood by my side, dark eyes locked attentively on Kakashi as he came around the cameraman so he could approach the four of us. He looks amazing, flawless, in a tuxedo.
Sure, we've attended multiple red-carpet events, but I never could properly ogle at him because paparazzi were around to catch it on film. However, eye contact was encouraged for this video, so I had a brilliant day today. Multiple times throughout the process, Kakashi praised all four of us for our acting skills, but he didn't know minimal acting had been involved this entire time.
"Alright, Prestige, I appreciate your hard work today! Just a bit of a request before you head out, please begin working on song ideas for your third album. It's my goal for all music to be written and composed by the time your tour begins so you can begin recording as soon as you return. Any questions?"
None of us spoke out, so he nodded with a heart-stealing grin, "Have a good night, you guys. Get some rest."
Back at the house, I tossed my purse and phone onto my nightstand as I drank some water, not bothering to flick the lights on because I knew my way around my room by memory. Filming had run over by a few hours, so it was nearly midnight already, and we still had to get up early in the morning for an appointment at Lee's.
When I went into the bathroom, I turned the lights on, then set my glass on the counter as I pouted at my reflection. My hair's parted to the side rather than the bangs being in their classic fringe, hence the impending trip to Lee's for a haircut. Loose curls left my hair looking thick, full, and romantic. The soft makeup was much more my style, as well. I quite liked filming this music video more than the others.
"Are you showering first?" My eyes darted to the side to see Sasuke smirking at me in the mirror's reflection.
I shook my head, "N-No, that's okay. You go ahead."
He shrugged, pulling his t-shirt off over his head and letting it fall into the hamper by the door before turning to turn the shower on so it could warm up. Heat dusted my cheeks, and I busied myself procuring a makeup wipe to begin cleaning my face.
"Are you gonna have 'em cut your hair tomorrow?"
I averted my gaze down to the counter when he continued undressing. To this day, I still haven't seen him completely naked, even though it's been months since he first saw me.
"I'm not sure. Should I not?"
Sasuke replied after entering the shower, "I like the bangs, but don't let that sway you."
Surprise froze me mid-motion as I cleaned the eyeshadow from my eyelids. It's incredibly rare for him to say something like that so casually, and he didn't even peek around the shower curtain to give me a teasing smirk, either. Warmth spread in my chest. He's getting more comfortable with this kind of stuff by the day, and it makes my heart flutter every time I notice.
That's it. I have to do something to reciprocate his efforts.
After finishing the makeup removal, I gingerly turned to face the shower as I undressed, fingers trembling ever so slightly with anxiety. As soon as my last item of clothing landed in the hamper atop his, the nervousness threatened to send me running.
Rather than succumb to it, I squeezed my eyes closed and made my lips move, "Um, S-Sasuke…Can I ask a favor?" He made a sound that meant yes before peering around the curtain, only for his eyes to widen when they locked onto mine.
My arms naturally moved to cross around my middle and hide it from him as I averted my gaze to the side, "C-Can you tell me something to make me not so nervous about joining you?"
He seemed stunned momentarily before an amused gleam met his handsome features, "How about this: I want to use my wish."
My mouth fell open slightly in disbelief. How could I have forgotten about that? After Christmas, he never used his wish! Things kind of hit the fan around New Year's and didn't stop doing so for a long time, so neither of us had time to think about it.
"You have to shower with me any time I tell you to."
I nodded, accepting his hand when he pushed the curtain back a bit to offer it. The hot water quickly weighed down my hair, putting it straight again, and I stared bashfully up at him.
He smirked, hands circling my hips as he pulled me closer to lean down and kiss me, "Look at you, being all brave."
I rolled my eyes and buried my face against his chest in humiliation. He chuckled, letting his fingers roam over my bare skin. Hesitantly, I brought my hands up to embrace him, feeling the muscles under his skin gently on his back. Sasuke seemed to pick up on the fact that I was attempting to garner the courage to do something and remained where he was as he ran his thumbs over my hip bones.
It took me a minute or so to calm my mini-anxiety attack, and then I pulled back to meet his eye and move a hand between us. Gorgeous, deep, dark eyes widened in surprise, but I cut off whatever he was about to say, "C-Can you show me how to...?"
To my surprise, the slightest ghost of color dusted his cheeks, and he nodded, lifting a hand to my jaw so he could bring my face up to kiss me softly. My fingers wrapped around him cautiously, and he reached down with his other hand to guide me.
I kept my eyes closed as he slid his tongue past my lips, unsure if I should pull away and look down or not. Even if I haven't actually seen what he looks like down below, I can feel that he's not what sex ed told me is small, and the organ in my hand is just getting harder, bigger.
A minute passed, and I wordlessly memorized how he was leading my fingers, how quickly I should move, and how much pressure to put into my grip around him. Then he released my hand to caress my breast, angling his head slightly to deepen our kiss further. My movements stuttered in surprise, but I quickly overcame them and returned to what I was doing.
His jaw flexed against the fingers of my free hand as a barely audible groan rumbled through his chest, unabashedly sensual in nature. Heat pooled between my legs in an instant at the attractive sound. The water falling over us was steaming hot, but it was beginning to feel even more so between us. As my arousal grew, so did my confidence and the level of urgency both our wandering hands portrayed.
Many times now, Sasuke's told me the best advice is to do what feels natural, and I let that encourage my actions as I closed the distance between us. I pressed against him as firmly as possible as I pulled the very hard part of his body up and continued pumping it with growing expertise.
The sound that came from him then was less hesitant than before, and he moved us backward until my back almost roughly hit the wall. My eyes finally opened when he pulled his tongue from my mouth and pressed his forehead to mine so he could look down between us.
His voice was breathy and forced, "Faster." I immediately obeyed his request, giving in and following his line of sight.
He is big. I knew it. It's almost unfair how above average he is at everything, both physically and everything else.
I didn't expect to be turned on further by the sight of him, but it's hard not to be when the unimposing muscles of his abdomen lead down to that coveted "v" muscle. Under that was something so impressive and manly. Add to that the slight movement of his hips as he obviously grew closer and closer to climax, and I was beginning to find it hard not to get lost in my overwhelming lust.
Another soft sound left his lips, and my eyes lifted to see he was watching me with that oh-so-dangerous and dark look on his face. My mind was too occupied with all the sexual sensations and emotions to fathom letting me get embarrassed, and I searched his face curiously as his breath hitched and his slightly-parted lips clamped closed so his jaw could flex.
It was incredibly sexy; he seemed to be barely in control of himself. Feeling brave, I straightened my spine and reached up to push his hair back so I could see his face more clearly. His eyebrows raised for one moment, then he looked wholly and utterly bewildered, and then his mouth opened slightly, and eyes glazed over.
Long fingers fumbled between us to wrap around my hand and force me to hold him more tightly as I pumped him a few more times before he froze both of our movements, and he came forward to rest his forehead against my shoulder. I looked down since I couldn't see his face anymore and watched as the object in my hand flexed in my grip, and a cloudy, hot liquid made a mess between us.
A couple of moments passed where he worked on returning his breathing to normal, and I focused on not succumbing to the wild desire threatening to make my legs give out from under me. Slowly, I moved my free hand up and over his shoulder to run it into his messy hair. He groaned, snapping me from my aroused stupor.
"Sasuke?"
He moved up slightly to press his lips into my neck, speaking between kisses, "Shut up."
In an instant, he pulled his hand away from atop mine and slid it lower to press against my pearl while moving his other to cover my nose and mouth and muffle the surprised moan that left me in a very unfiltered way, all without moving his lips from the crook of my neck. He squeezed and teased the extremely sensitive part between two of his fingers, making me squirm and tremble against him.
This is the first time he's done this with his hands rather than his tongue, and I'm not sure which I prefer. I was sure it'd be the latter, but that was before I realized just how precise and unrelenting he is when he's doing it this way. Where his tongue is hot and wet, his fingers are firm and rough. The experiences aren't able to be compared because they're too different.
It didn't take long for me to shakily grip his shoulders to not fall into a pool of sexual frustration at his feet.
Hot breath tickled my wet skin, "Part your legs."
The chilling rasp in his tone sent shivers down my spine, and I obeyed in a heartbeat, too afraid to see what he'd do if I didn't. The hand over my mouth disappeared to pull my leg up to hook around his hip, and he moved his knee beneath it to support me. Once he was sure I wouldn't let go, his hand danced up my thigh, to my stomach, over my chest, and ended up firmly gripping my jaw and forcing me to look up and meet his eye as he straightened his spine.
I wanted to be embarrassed that he was watching my face while I was all but writhing against him, but I couldn't because the effort he was putting into massaging the sensitive area between my legs suddenly increased. My breath hitched, and I clenched my teeth tightly to cut off the sounds that begged to leave my lips.
Sasuke studied my face as he drew me closer and closer to the edge. He gave the slightest reaction to every movement I made. If my expression changed, his brows would furrow slightly, and he appeared to focus more as though he didn't want to miss anything. If my body would move even an inch, he'd distractedly glance down between us before quickly looking back up to meet my eye again.
From day one, I knew he was talented in bed; the endless streams of moans and even an occasional scream from his dorm room told everyone that. What I didn't expect was for him to be so attentive and eager to please.
It didn't take much longer for me to fall into oblivion. The hand on my jaw shot down to hold my hip and keep me upright as my head fell back against the wall and my lower body pressed into his touch. He tried to keep my eyes on his, but I was much too overwhelmed and ended up squeezing them closed as I panted for breath and just barely managed not to make any other sounds.
When the incredible waves of pleasure relented, and I could return to planet Earth, my hands slid down from his shoulders to his chest, and I met his gaze as I tried to catch my breath. He moved his hand from between my legs to my waist and silently waited for me to get it together, a content expression on his face.
When he judged me as no longer at risk of fainting, he smirked and let his gaze wander over our incredible risque position, "I'm impressed, Hyuuga."
I blushed, covering my face with my hands, "Sh-Shut up!"
Sasuke snickered, releasing his hold on me and taking half a step back so I could regain balance on my own two feet. He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away from my face so he could kiss me once and then released me altogether so he could grab his bottle of shampoo and resume showering.
Now that my uncontrollable feelings have been quenched, I'm humiliated. I all but attacked him just now, and I have no clue what came over me. At least he didn't seem to mind, but I'm still embarrassed. He doesn't think I'm unladylike or something now, does he?
The man in question noticed me standing in a daze and gestured with his head as he massaged soap into his hair, "You gonna stand there all night? I'm not gonna wash your back or anything."
A glare met my eyes as irritation formed in my stomach, and he smirked, "You're so…."
He snickered, watching as I reached over to grab my own shampoo, "Cute? Sexy?"
I rolled my eyes but couldn't help the smile on my lips.
Weekly Power Status
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