Naruto Pornography Story: A chunk of heaven

Naruto Pornography Story: A chunk of heaven

A Piece of Heaven

Sometimes Temari looks down her own body, and stands surprised by what meets her. What she sees is not beautiful at all. It is strange, and hard, and not at all a womans body, despite the generous curves. The body of a warrior. The mind of a kunoichi. And she is not beautiful, she is not

And nothing of that matters, nothing at all, because

Because even though she hides behind that hard shell, makes herself unreachable, as soon as Hinata smiles, all she has to do is to smile, she manages to find that crack in the shell, and crawl underneath it, caress the parts of her that no one else has touched.

Because even though the skin on her nose is burnt by Sunas sun, Hinata still tweaks it gently before she leans in to kiss it.

Because even though her hands are those of a full-fledged warrior, calloused and dry, Hinata still squirms and pants and whimpers when she tries her best to make herself, all of her, soft and tender for her.

Because even though her skin is brown and rough, when it is touched by Hinata, it feels like it just melts away, just like every other barrier she had built between herself and her reality.

Because even though she expects all this to be a dream, a dream that smells of lavender and moonlight, just another dream, a dream with long, dark and soft, oh so soft, hair, and pale, pale eyes, even thought she is to convinced that none of this can be real, not for her, Hinata is still there when she wakes up, and all she can do it stare, stare at her face, just as tender in her sleep as when shes awake. Stare, stare, never let her go with her gaze, force the memory of her mouth, still pouty and slightly swollen from yesterdays kisses, into her memory.

Because even though it is Temari who is the first person Hinata sees when she opens her eyes, her burnt nose, puffed-up eyes she hates that her eyes always swells up a little when she sleeps she still smiles. That slightly dazed, and absolutely entrancing smile, that is just for her. Then she stretches, and Temari cant help it she has to make Hinata late for her ANBU-meeting. only a couple of hours.

She is not beautiful. Temari knows that. But none of that matters, because when shes with Hinata, she can forget.

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2 Responses to Naruto Pornography Story: A chunk of heaven

  1. Anonymous says:

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    A Piece of Heaven
    Sometimes Temari looks down her own body, and stands surprised by what meets her. What she sees is not beautiful at all. It is strange, and hard, and not at all a womans body, despite the generous curves. The body of a warrior. The mind of a kunoichi. And she is not beautiful, she is not
    And nothing of that matters, nothing at all, because
    Because even though she hides behind that hard shell, makes herself unreachable, as soon as Hinata smiles, all she has to do is to smile, she manages to find that crack in the shell, and crawl underneath it, caress the parts of her that no one else has touched.
    Because even though the skin on her nose is burnt by Sunas sun, Hinata still tweaks it gently before she leans in to kiss it.
    Because even though her hands are those of a full-fledged warrior, calloused and dry, Hinata still squirms and pants and whimpers when she tries her best to make herself, all of her, soft and tender for her.
    Because even though her skin is brown and rough, when it is touched by Hinata, it feels like it just melts away, just like every other barrier she had built between herself and her reality.
    Because even though she expects all this to be a dream, a dream that smells of lavender and moonlight, just another dream, a dream with long, dark and soft, oh so soft, hair, and pale, pale eyes, even thought she is to convinced that none of this can be real, not for her, Hinata is still there when she wakes up, and all she can do it stare, stare at her face, just as tender in her sleep as when shes awake. Stare, stare, never let her go with her gaze, force the memory of her mouth, still pouty and slightly swollen from yesterdays kisses, into her memory.
    Because even though it is Temari who is the first person Hinata sees when she opens her eyes, her burnt nose, puffed-up eyes she hates that her eyes always swells up a little when she sleeps she still smiles. That slightly dazed, and absolutely entrancing smile, that is just for her. Then she stretches, and Temari cant help it she has to make Hinata late for her ANBU-meeting. only a couple of hours.
    She is not beautiful. Temari knows that. But none of that matters, because when shes with Hinata, she can forget.

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