The first kiss Hinata shared with Naruto was perfect.
The full moon blossomed behind them, lighting up Naruto's handsome face. The warmth of his eyes, the love, adoration, and respect. His hands large as they cupped her cheeks and pulled her in, lips chaste but firm against her own.
It was wonderful; it filled her with a completeness she never knew before.
All the kisses she shared with him after that were excellent too. However, over time, as their relationship grew, so did the way they kissed.
Hinata remembered the first slide of tongue across her lips, the first time his teeth nipped against her.
Months passed, and in the heat of summer, Naruto had his weight pressing her down on their bed. Her thighs were spread, legs wrapped around his waist, his cock slotted deep within her so that their pelvises touched.
And he would grind into her, so slow it was torture, as if he wanted to edge her, sometimes rocking sharply and catching her clit against his pubic bone, stars bursting behind her eyes.
The heat of summer, the heat of their bodies, was so intense then. Sweat dripping down Naruto's neck, off his toned chest and dripping against her already sweat-soaked skin.
The room was ripe with the smell of them, heavy salt from the sweat, and her cunt, thick with arousal, overwhelming and pungent.
And Hinata couldn't even be bothered to be embarrassed, not when Naruto had her arms pinned above her, with one large hand wrapped around her wrists, and the other harsh against her jaw, keeping her mouth open as he kissed her.
A kiss that was complete and utter filth.
It was so wet and sloppy, his tongue ruthless in her mouth, licking against her, over her teeth and across her gums, like he was pillaging her, tasting everything he could and drinking down her whimpers.
She swallowed down his spit, some of it tracking against her cheeks, sticky mixing with her sweat.
Naruto pulled back, tan cheeks ruddy with heat and lust, his gorgeous eyes dulled out with dilated pupils, and his lips bruised red.
His hips still rocked slow against her and Hinata wanted to sob.
"'Nata, princess, stick your fucking tongue out." His voice was hoarse and dark and his command pornographic.
This was a far cry from Hinata's dreams of sweet kisses and soft sex. It was against everything she fantasized about when she was young and what she believed she would get with Naruto. She should have been disgusted, maybe even repulsed by how wet and consuming this was. How Naruto took what he wanted, devoured her in every meaning of the word.
But reality was so much better than her dreams and she stuck her tongue out with an eager ahhh, craning her neck forward so his mouth could wrap around it, sucking and slurping on her tongue, depraved and so sinful it could land her in hell.
And maybe she was in hell already, with Naruto as her personal devil.
The summer was scorching, and her mind melting from Naruto's mouth on her, from the way he rocked into her harder now, her cunt dripping and clenching around him, her orgasm once lulled by slow grinding, now at full force, threatening to shatter her.
"I'm going to come," she tried to say, but it was garbled with Naruto treating her tongue like it was the sweetest candy. But he knew, knew every little reaction she made, every tell of her body. Naruto knew exactly how to twist his hips, how to press into her most sensitive spots and have her break around him, heels harsh on his back, wrists spasming against his hand, fingers clenching and her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she squirted, so many fluids staining their sheets and her ejaculate just one more.
Hinata blacked out for a moment, her eyes fluttering open to watch as Naruto's cock exited her cunt, hard but messy with arousal and thick cum. She could feel it dripping out of her, so much cum, it was almost like it was being poured out of a pitcher as it slid down her folds. The scent of it so heavy and sharp, Hinata could almost taste it on her tongue.
Hinata moaned at the thought, and Naruto's eyes snapped up to her face, his mouth soft with a smile.
"You good, baby?"
Hinata hummed, her hands, now free from Naruto's grip, running over his broad shoulder, clasping around his neck and bringing him down for another kiss, chaste at first but quickly becoming the sort of sloppy filth that made her cunt pulse.
And Naruto, her sweet devil noticed right away, fingers pressing into her mess of a cunt, pushing his cum back into her and stroking against the front, already sending pleasure shooting up the back of her spine.
"You sure love kissing, huh, 'Nata?" he murmured while looking down at her with those dark, thirsty eyes. "I bet I could make ya come, kissing you and touchin' ya, just like this. Don't even gotta mess with your clit. What d'ya think?"
Hinata lolled her tongue out for him, even if she already knew the answer anyway.