It was frustrating how busy she had become, thanks to the impending arrival of the Festival. She would bury herself in her work, making sure that there would be enough floral arrangements to decorate the Centre of the Village. She would take her time with each arrangement, spending several hours on each of them, making sure everything was perfect. He had to say that he was impressed by her eye for minute details, but he was also frustrated. Despite the fact that they were in a relationship and officially living with one another, he was barely able to see her this past week. He had his obligations to attend all meetings that were in the Hokage Tower due to his training for becoming the Seventh, as well as, because the Festival was to celebrate the end of the World War, where he was a focal point. He would leave early in the morning and come home late in the evening, where either Ino would still be immersed in her work or sleeping on the couch, too tired to make it to their bedroom. At times, he would have to forcefully take her away from her work, when it was too late into the night, tossing her over his shoulder and taking her upstairs, ignoring her protests. He knew that she wanted to make sure everything was done the day of the Festival, so she could enjoy it and he felt guilty because he couldn't be there to help her (he sent Clones, but she dispelled them when they got on her nerves). So he tried his best to support her from afar, like she had always done for him.
That being said, he grumbled under his breath for the umpteenth time, wishing that the meeting that he was sitting in would hurry up and finish. It was his sixth morning today and he could feel his patience slipping away. All he wanted to do was go home to his girlfriend and well...a perverted giggle left him as he sat there daydreaming about the blonde woman that occupied his mind. His daydream was cut short as an elbow nudged into his side and he snapped out of his daze, a pout on his lips. It was the best part! She was laying there nude with a bowl of Ramen and-
"Uzumaki," the Nara's voice cut into his thoughts once more.
He blinked and looked over at the unamused expression that was on the Shadow User's face. "Eh? What is it?"
There was a mutter of a complaint that was under Shikamaru's breath and he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was beginning to wonder if he truly wanted to be his right hand man at this point. "We need to go meet the Delegates from the Sand, as well as greet the Kazekage."
"Oh! Gaara is here," he exclaimed, reaching out his senses throughout the Village. "Why didn't you tell me?"
There was an audible groan that left the Nara as he shook his head. "That was what this entire meeting was about, Uzumaki."
He let out a laugh of embarrassment a she rubbed the back of his head. "My bad, Shikamaru."
The Shadow User simply rolled his eyes, wondering how Ino dealt with him, but he supposed love worked in mysterious ways. He motioned for the future Hokage to follow him as the stood up to leave the Conference Room. He was still surprised at how long their relationship had lasted, knowing that both of them let their emotions influence them easily. Then again, he supposed that they balanced one another out. Ino had a very logical approach to things (most of the time) and Naruto seemed to listen to her (most of the time). More than anything, the two of them together were a lot of trouble. He remembered the prank that they had pulled on Kakashi, which he was sure that Kakashi had just been indulging in their childish antics. He remembered when he and Chouji had given the Uzumaki a few conditions when he had announced that he was dating his female teammate. It was to be expected, as they had all grown up with one another and Naruto seemed to understand where they were coming from. He had no doubts that he would love Ino right. Still, it was only normal for him to be concerned, he had seen the blonde woman heartbroken far too many times. He smirked to himself, knowing that he was probably too pessimistic (or mature) to understand their ways. But as long as they were happy then he was willing to indulge in their antics, as well.
After meeting up with the Sand Delegates and the Kazekage, they spent the majority of the day catching up with their longtime allies. Even though he knew that the Kazekage wasn't much of a conversationalist, it seemed that the Uzumaki could easily get the redhead to speak. Temari would often praise Naruto's positive effect that he had on her younger sibling. He was never sure if he was jealous hearing her dote about the Uzumaki or if it was simply how he was. Perhaps she noticed the frown that was on his lips, teasing him of his jealousy. He would simply roll his eyes and ignore that glimmer of mischief in her teal eyes. But the more that he thought about it, Naruto seemed to have a positive effect on everyone. That was why he wanted to support him and to become his right hand man when he became Hokage. He knew that the blonde male would make a great Hokage.
He smirked once more as he watched the blonde interact with the Sand.
It was becoming later into the evening, which meant that the Festival would be starting soon. As much as he would have liked to go home and get ready with Ino, he had been dragged away to receive a proper yukata. He groaned and complained throughout the entire session, as everyone watched him get measured and fitted properly. Then there was the process of what colors would go well with one another. He wasn't sure how women could go through all of this, it was so boring and taxing on the mind. Especially since he had to look presentable for the Village and everyone else who was watching him with expectant eyes. It was decided that he would wear a black yukata, designed with pale orange strips, with a gold and blue tie around his waist. They had turned down (much to his dismay) the bright orange one that had called to him. He pouted as Shikamaru went through the (troublesome) task of finding a better color.
After the fitting, they all went out for dinner and as much he didn't mind the company, he was slowly becoming even more frustrated. He had promised that he would spend time with Ino during the Festival and with it only starting in roughly an hour, he had yet to see her all day. He jumped slightly, as a jolt of electricity went down his spine. Memories popped into his head, before a grin settled on his lips. It seemed that the Yamanaka was thinking of the same thing, as his Clone had been dispelled.
She was staring at him with a gentle smile, a towel wrapped around her hair and body. She walked closer to the him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "Be sure to meet me tonight," she muttered under her breath. She gave him a gentle kiss, before the image of her faded away.
Ah, his Clone was so lucky to have received that kiss. He pouted slightly, wishing that he could actually feel the kiss that she had given, only his imagination could take him so far. And she was wearing a towel! Oh how he truly wished he had been there. Sure, he had seen her walk around in her undergarments or no clothing at all, but still he liked to be around when she did. The image of her body was forever seared into his mind. He could still remember the first time that they have been intimate with one another, a cheeky grin came to his face as he relived that moment in his mind. Once again, an elbow was nudged into his side and he grumbled under his breath, tossing a glare at the Shadow User. The other male simply snorted slightly, as they returned to eating.
Once dinner was over, they headed into the Centre of the Village, as dusk casted its darkness in the sky and the lanterns illuminated the streets, casting an ethereal orange glow. It was slowly the beginning of a phase of being uncomfortable for him. People came up to him, greeting and praising him and he humbly accepted their gratitude, while reminding them that he wasn't the only Hero. Cerulean hues would gaze through the crowd, looking for the woman he wanted to see more than anyone. He could feel her Chakra signature but everytime he would try to get close, he would feel it shift. He almost wondered if she was trying to play a game with him or if she was distracted by all the vendors. He recalled a memory of her saying that it was rare that she went to Festivals, given how taxing decorating it could be on her physically. He grinned, knowing that she was probably enjoying the games with Sakura, before meeting up with him. So he tried his best to keep himself busy with the people that swarming around him but he was nearly at his limit after half an hour. He was now thinking of ways to disappear or maybe he should make a Clone and use that so he could spend time with Ino. He had been so lost in thought, that he hadn't realized that his group had walked away from him. He didn't realize that his significant other was slowly making her way towards him until slender hands gripped his sides, giving him a firm squeeze.
"Naruto," she purred out, a grin on her painted red lips.
"Ino!" He exclaimed, jumping from the ticklish feeling on his sides, turning around to face her. He took in her appearance. She left her hair down (the way he liked it)and it spilled over her shoulder in a river of gold. Her body was covered with a deep purple Yukata, decorating with varying shades of red and pink flowers. A gold and bronze Obi was tied around her waist, tied in an intricate bow in the back. There was a small bag tied around her wrist, while the other one carried a fan.
"What is it?" She asked with a teasing grin.
He placed his hands on her shoulder, a firm nod coming from him. "I have the most beautiful girlfriend in all of the World."
A melodic laugh left her as her hand rested gently on her chest. It was definitely like him to say something like that. When her laughter died down, she leaned up on her toes, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "I guess you clean up pretty well."
He chuckled, rubbing a finger under his nose, before taking her hand in his. "Let's go enjoy the Festival, Ino."
She nodded her head, tightening her fingers that were in his. "I'd like that a lot, Naruto."
The blonde couple happily moved into the crowd, discussing how there last few days had been and teasing some of the other couples that were making a debut at the Festival. They spent an hour, indulging in the childish games that were provided and consuming a variety of food, ranging from delicious to...interesting. It wasn't long before Ino began to pull him away from the lively crowd of people, milling and mingling in the Centre of the Village. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes that he couldn't deny. He blindly followed her, knowing that he would go wherever she could take him. For all eternity.
"I'm glad that you made the time for me," she said gently as they stared up at the sky. It wasn't much, what she had set up for them, but it fit the situation. They laid on top of a blanket, to watch the firework display. A small basket of handmade foods was off to the side and a few lanterns were lit, giving off a soft, romantic light. It wasn't much, but it had turned out far better than she had imagined. It helped that the fireflies were working with her, their brief bursts of life, glittering like the stars above. She recalled Naruto's stunned expression at the surprise that she had set up. They had had little time with one another, so she figured that they could have some time together during the Festival. She was glad that he was elated by her plan, happily eating and drinking whatever she brought.
His grip on her hand tightened slightly and he chuckled. "I will always make time for you, Ino." He replied gently, his eyes watching the bright lights fill the sky before looking over at her. He could see the smile on her lips at his words, her hand returning the squeeze that he had given her. She blinked before turning her face towards him, his gaze softening gently.
"Hey," she said gently.
"Hey," he replied back in the same manner.
They simply stared at one another, as the fireworks went off above them, casting colorful glows across their skin. She reached over, caressing his face gently as she moved closer to him. She leaned in, gently placing her lips on his and he sighed as a feeling of content washed over him. Pulling away slightly, she ran her thumb over his lip. "I'm really happy that we are able to have this time together tonight. I missed you."
"I missed you too," he said with a gentle smile. "This is really nice, Ino." He dipped his head to nuzzle the palm of her hand, that had been caressing his face. He gazed back at her, before leaning in to kiss her once more. His arms reached out to pull her closer, as his tongue slid into her mouth. She let out a gentle mewl of approval as he dictated the pacing of the kiss. "Really nice," he murmured under his breath as he moved on top of her.
"Here," she whispered out the question in a slightly frantic and excited tone as his lips moved down her throat and nibbled on her collarbone.
"Here," he grunted out in response, knowing that this wasn't the most ideal location (probably not the time either) but he had been controlling and ignoring the urges that he had for quite sometime now. There was a gentle gasp that left her as he continued to suck on the sensitive flesh of her neck. A shudder rolled through her body as his teeth grazed over the thin skin. It seemed that she wasn't protesting in the least, maybe she too was surrendering to the desires that she had been holding off on.
He reached around, tugging away the Obi around her waist, hastily pulling the damned thing away, wanting to see her body. Underneath the moonlight, the light casted a glow across her skin, the fireworks that exploded in the air above them gave her skin more color. She gazed up at him with lust filled eyes, a blush on her cheeks. He marvelled in the body that she possessed. His hands wandered over her exposed flesh, relishing in how smooth she felt. He enjoyed feeling her muscles shift and tense as he continued his exploration. The palm of his hand rolled over one of her breasts, cupping it gently as it filled his palm. A gentle gasp left her at the feel, her back arching into his touch. He rolled his thumb over the hardening bud, watching her reaction with an intense gaze. He leaned forward, kissing her chest gently, his tongue sliding out as he licked the curve of her breast. He moved towards the other breast, giving it a cautious flick of his tongue.
Her eyes fluttered close as she let out a breathless moan, arching her back more. His mouth closed around the bud, sucking it gently while his tongue flicked over it. Her hands gripped his hair tightly as she moaned gently. His other hand continued its ministrations of groping and caressing her supple flesh, before he moved over to the other one to give it better attention with his mouth. She pressed her lips together, biting back the low groan that threatened to leave her. That tongue of his was sinfully delightful and wicked all at the same time. She could feel her desire for him grow increasingly with each flick of that muscle.
He pulled away from her breast, staring down at her with smoldering eyes. She grinned pulling him down to her lips once more, having his body on top of hers once more. She groaned into the kiss, pressing her body up towards his, and rolling her hips slightly. Her hands moved down his chest, taking hold of the tie around his waist. She struggled briefly to untie the knot, but her efforts were rewarded when it came loose. She glanced down at his exposed skin, her nails raking gently down his torso, hooking into the undergarments her wore. A Cheshire like grin came to her lips as he shuddered at the feeling and she rolled her warmth against his groin. He stiffened above her, his eyes closing briefly at the delicious friction that she had created. His hand slid down her thigh, gripping the appendage tightly as he returned her ministrations with his own. She hissed through her teeth, biting on her lower lip. His mouth went back to hers as the continued to grind against one another, while fighting for dominance within the kiss.
When he pulled away once more, he propped himself on his knees, giving her exposed body another long heated gaze. His eyes trailed from her flustered face, down to her breasts, watching the way they rose and fell with each intake of her heavy breathing. He lingered on the sight before trailing down her toned stomach, past her navel and stopping at what could hardly qualify as passable lingerie. Cerulean hues glanced up at her face, before he swallowed thickly. His hand reached in between their bodies, tracing up towards the centre of her thighs. He could feel the shivers of anticipation that moved throughout her body before cupping her warmth gently. A mewl of satisfaction left her as she scooted herself closer to his hand. He traced her warmth with trembling fingers, feeling his mouth running dry.
He reached up, pulling down the garment with the aid of her lifting her hips. He glanced down at the juncture of her thighs, her warmth glistening in the light provided. His fingers returned, delicately tracing the slick core and he relished at how warm she felt. He heard her intake of breath as he slowly slid a single finger into her. She bit her lower lip as he began to thrust his finger slowly in and out, her back arching off the blanket. She let out a throaty moan when he inserted another, increasing the pace. She felt her body act instinctively, rolling into his fingers and moaning in pleasure. When his other hand reached to roll and pinch her harden buds, she nearly lost her mind. She jerked into his hand, feeling herself fading quickly. Her hand gripped his wrist tightly as she felt her release coming all too quickly. It was like falling off a cliff and diving into an undiscovered state of bliss. She rolled her hips desperately into his thrusts, her moans increasing in frequency and pitch.
All the pressure that had been building suddenly ceased, it was only a few milliseconds of peace within her body, before it all came crashing down around her. Waves and waves of pleasure rolled through her body as her release washed over her. She didn't care if anyone could hear her moans of pleasure. She didn't care that they were doing this sort of act in the middle of a field. All that mattered was the man she loved pleasing her and herself. There was nothing else around them. Not the sounds of the fireworks or the crowd in the faint distance.
She came down from her pleasure induced high, panting heavily as she gazed up at the blonde male. He was staring at her in such a way that a shiver rolled down her spine. His hands left from between her thighs and went up to his lips, where he licked away the essence of her from his fingers. She bit her lip at the throaty groan that left him, before he came crashing his lips onto hers. To see her in such a state like that, it caused a carnal need to fill him. He wanted to feel her body with his. He wanted to bury himself deep within her warmth, to feel the way she clenched around him, instead of his fingers. She wasted little to no time with tugging down his undergarments, allowing him to move away to shed them completely before yanking him back to her. A curse left his lips as her hand wrapped around his aching member, giving it a rough squeeze in her palm, pumping it gently. Her legs opened wider to accommodate his waist as he lowered his hips. She gasped as he pressed the tip of his member near her entrance.
"Hurry," she panted out impatiently, lifting up her hips in response.
With a gentle grunt, he slid himself into her slowly, despite her desperation. He wanted to take his time and enjoy how it felt to be inside her. A simultaneous moan left the both of them, as she adjusted to him and he told himself to not blow his load so quickly. He inhaled through his teeth as she bucked her hips up, to let him know that she was ready. He started out with slow and steady thrust, relishing in the way her body fit around him so snugly. He gripped the back of her thigh for better leverage and penetration. The noises that left her was like some unsang song from the Heavens. Each roll of her hips and arch of her back was like unwritten words in a book. He had known of the wonders of a woman's body and he had satisfied his urges many times before but this was on a different level. He supposed it had something to do with their mutual feelings towards one another, unlike those one night stands he had had in the past. As he increased his thrusts, he could feel her clench around him, he could feel his body trembling to keep his composure. He leaned his head forward into the crook of her neck, kissing her flushed skin. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her nails digging into his back. He growled lowly in the back of his throat at the feel of mild pain but it was pleasurable as well. Snapping his hips roughly, he groaned as she came, tightening ever so slightly.
He continued to thrust into her, enjoying the way she felt and how she sounded. He groaned at the nails that continued to grip and dig into his shoulders and back. He shuddered when her legs tightened around his waist and how heavenly his name sounded falling from her lush lips. "Naru-!" She came again with a shout of his name and he couldn't help but want to hear her say it over and over again. His thrusts slowed as he pulled away to look at her. Her lips were swollen as she gasped for air, sweat causing her bangs to cling to her forehead. She gazed up at him and her eyes softened gently, a small smile coming to her lips. Lifting up her body slightly, she kissed him gently, expressing the words that she was unable to speak. He melted into the kiss, pulling her close to him before rolling over their position. She grunted a bit at the sudden movement before opening her eyes to gaze down at the male.
A devilish grin came to her face, she was in a position of power. She was surprised that he returned her mischievous grin, bucking his hips up slightly. Her eyes fluttered close as she moaned lowly, biting her her lower her hips slowly, she watched his eyes roll slightly as he gripped her waist tightly. She continued to move slowly against him, watching the way his expression would go lax with her movements. His brows pinched together as she began to move faster, his jaw going slack. When she leaned back, he swore he could see stars behind his eyelids. He began to pull her hips forward with his hands as she continued to ride him. Her moans floated into the open air, the smell of sweat and sex filling his nostrils. Licking the pad of his thumb, he moved to rub her sensitive nub in circular motions. She lurched forward at the sudden sensation, gripping his wrist tightly as she stilled, as she came once more. She chuckled slightly, not releasing that the male beneath her would be so focused on her pleasure.
She hummed slightly as she leaned forward more, giving him a languid kiss, which he returned greedily. Her hand brushed back his bangs as she clenched around him and he let out incoherent words. He pushed himself off the ground, having her her legs in the crook of her elbows and one hand gripping her bottom while the other support her back. She clutched the back of his head with one hand while the other clutched his back tightly. His mouth kissed, sucked and bit her neck and collarbone as he continued to thrust into her.
"Mmm, ah! N-Naru-"
He moaned loudly as his orgasm came, along with her final one. She shuddered around him as his hot seed spilled into her. They stayed in that position for a while, trying to catch their breath. He lifted up his head from her neck, a cheeky grin on his lips and she rolled her eyes but she let out a gentle laugh. They repositioned their clothing, before laying back down on the blanket beneath them. She rested her head on his chest, as he gazed up at what was left of the firework display.
"Say Naruto," she muttered out gently, lifting her head to look up at him.
"Hmmm," he replied in her typical fashion.
"I love you."