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Fair warning: If you're a hardcore NejiTen fan, you might not like this oneshot.
Title: Her Lover's Game
Fandom: Naruto
Prompt: 7:05 Wait, what?
Character/Pairing: Deidara/Tenten
Word Count: 374
Summary: Apparently careless games are more dangerous than they seem.
Rating: PG 13
Author's Notes/Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters.
His open arms were heartily welcomed in the middle of the rough and busy weeks.
He'd always seize her from behind; it was his way of "sneaking up on her." Tenten leaned into him, pressing his touch into her. As always, he escaped. Instead he slid his palms onto the top of her hands, guiding them lower and lower until they reached her hips. His embrace was strong and tender, protective even. Tenten completely surrendered her body to it; helplessly falling into its warm abyss. As he rested his chin on her shoulder, she turned her head and inhaled his earthy scent before she placed a light kiss on his temple.
She reached out to let his long, glossy tresses flow between her fingers like silk ribbons. Their ends teased the skin on her cheek, occasionally lingering on her bottom lip. It was precariously easy to lose sight of reality when she felt the brush of rough finger tips up her neck. Logic quickly turned into delight, rationale into longing, and he was the oasis of the desert. Intoxicated by his effortless charms, it wasn't long before she ceased to think at all. She drank him in with her hands and lips, only to be thirsty for more later on.
His hands snaked up her shoulders and throat to cover her eyes. Tenten smirked at the thought of the little game he often liked to play with her. Her beloved's childish levity was always refreshing in the middle of her many daily obligations.
Tenten's cheeks grew hot when she felt her shirt being unbuttoned and gently pulled off of her right shoulder. Her skin prickled when she felt warm, petal-soft lips whisper against the sensitive flesh. The kisses grew more heavy and wet, leaving dots of saliva that cooled her heated skin when they dried. Her lover knew exactly where the most receptive places were, the ones that tickled the nerves on the back of her neck and made her squirm; he'd always pay special attention to those until he'd elicit his name from her lips.
"Deidara…"
That's when the caressing ceased. "Wait…what did you say?" Neji's silvery eyes immediately darkened with the stain of jealousy, making Tenten's heart plummet into her stomach.