Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Illusionary Chains ❯ Wedding Night ( Chapter 2 )

Here's the second chappie of Illusionary Chains!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or the idea of TemaHina, or arranged marriages (which are totally unfair out of the context of this fanfic, btw).

WARNINGS: Yuri, TemaHina, arranged marriage, LEMON, etc. Don't like, don't read, please refrain from complaining.

Summary: Hinata is forced into an arranged marriage. But will her heart and spirit be bound forever, like a bird in a cage, or are these chains mere illusions? And the lioness in her cage certainly isn't helping her decide… TemaHina yuri

Well, I said it'd be a week, and it's been like five days… I edited the story, was disappointed by lack of reviews, knew that last chappie was pro'lly inadequate, this is already written, so I decided to post early… plus, I've got nothing else to do at the moment.

Also a double long chappie this time, so we can get to the TemaHina goodness!!! (I got carried away with the actual wedding).

Oh, btw: this is gonna be WAY different than my yaoi stories for those of you that read it… not only is this the length of one of my typical chappies, the chars will be getting more involved (I can't write yaoi lemons, so I don't even try. Well, I was going to try in Deadly Fun, but the chars that were supposed to end up together hadn't even come into contact by the time I dropped the story…) Also the relationship is going to happen way faster. In my yaoi, it might be ten chappies before the chars so much as kiss. All the unposted yuri fics I'm currently working on have a lemon in the second chapter. Although I do have an LotR yaoi fic that's on my comp that has a lemon planned second chappie… (don't expect it to be posted, I haven't gotten past the first half of the first chapter)

Wow, I could've said that in way less words…

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~*~*~*~

The next month felt like a dream to Hinata. A strange, twisted, nightmarish dream, but a dream nonetheless.

Everything happened so fast. A date was set. They were to be married within the month. Invitations were sent out, and friends were told. Congratulations and `I'm sorry's were received. Neji was shocked. Kiba was devastated (he had loved Hinata, apparently).

Hinata was even more shocked when Neji's engagement to Tenten was announced the morning of her wedding. She was happy for her cousin, to be able to marry a girl he knew and might love, but also jealous of him.

She wasn't jealous that it would be his children inheriting the position of clan head (Hiashi had told her that he also planned to marry off Hanabi to a female), or that he even got to have children, but that he wasn't marrying a stranger, and that the girl he was marrying was the closest to a love he had at the moment.

“Hinata-sama, it's time to get ready for your wedding,” one of her new handmaidens said, yanking Hinata from her thoughts.

It was weird to her to have servants. Normally ninja clans, even prestigious ones like the Hyuuga, didn't follow the tradition of the upper class civilians, believing that relying on others made you weak. This was her wedding, though, and these women would help the young lady dress and put on make-up for the ceremony.

The women chattered as they ducked and weaved about Hinata, putting her hair up and her make-up on before pulling off her clothes and dressing her.

Hinata blushed deeply as they dressed her. No matter how many times she had to undress for fittings and such, she was still completely embarrassed by having anyone see her naked.

And the incessant questions about whether she was nervous about the wedding, combined with various hints at the wedding night, certainly weren't helping.

“All done, Hinata-sama,” they said, drawing back.

Hinata turned around to look at herself in the mirror and barely held back a gasp.

She was… beautiful.

She'd never seen herself in make-up before, and was stunned at the effect. Her skin was naturally nearly flawless, but now there was a single flaw perceivable even by the Byakugan. Her skin glowed, and her eyes popped out. Her lips were painted a glossy pink.

Her hair was done up in the traditional style, and she wore a traditional white wedding kimono. It was artfully done, though, and Hinata could see faint silver designs on the kimono itself.

Before she could properly soak it all in, she was ushered out.

She did gasp when she saw Temari. She never imagined the girl could be so beautiful as she looked now.

Temari, like Hinata, never wore make-up. Most kunoichi didn't. (Sakura and Ino were the only two Hinata could think of).

Her self-confident smirk and stance impressed Hinata even more. Her brave, outgoing, guy-like attitude was highly attractive to Hinata, she had to admit. It was the entire reason she'd been attracted to Naruto (that and she really had a thing for blondes). Temari had the added bonus of being a genius and highly educated.

Don't get her wrong. She didn't mind at all that Naruto was uneducated and not the brightest person there was, but intelligent conversation was a huge draw for the Hyuuga heiress.

Temari's eyes traveled up and down Hinata's form. Hinata got the distinct impression that Temari was angry at the kimono for hiding all of Hinata's curves. She'd never seen her fiancé when she wasn't covered in a six-inch thick jacket.

Hinata thought Temari was beautiful in the kimono, but it also hid her curves and muscles, plus white really wasn't the Sand kunoichi's color at all.

The wedding ceremony flew by, and then it was time for the reception.

Hinata was blown away by her kimono for the reception. Unlike the simple wedding kimono, this kimono was brightly colored and elaborate.

It was primarily a shade darker than electric blue, perfectly complementing the heavy blue sheen in Hinata's black hair. Rivers in dark blue and moons in light blue covered the fabric. The obi was white with a blue sheen.

The pattern on her kimono distinctly reminded Hinata of the jutsu she'd developed on her mission with Naruto. Dancing under the waterfall in the moonlight, it had never crossed her mind that she'd be standing here today about to be married to Temari.

She still wasn't sure how she felt about that.

Temari's kimono was equal in beauty to Hinata's. It was the light brown color of sand, with bright designs depicting things like flowers, fans, desert lizards and scorpions, and other desert scenes. What was really cool was how the designs looked as if they'd been made with desert stones.

Hinata felt butterflies pounding against her insides as it hit her what she'd be doing that night. She'd known it of course, but it hadn't sunken in until just now.

The voices of her teammates and friends sounded as if they were being filtered through water. Hinata nodded when she was supposed to, and occasionally made a sound of two, but otherwise she didn't participate.

How could she when she was this nervous?

~*~*~*~

Hinata stared at her feet, blushing, as the door to their room closed behind her. She didn't know if she should feel afraid, nervous, or excited about the night.

Oh Gods, she was about to… to… and with Temari!

“It's okay,” Temari said, her voice relatively low and soft as she lightly grasped Hinata's chin, gently pulling up the other girl's face. Hinata still refused to look her in the eyes, though. “There's nothing to worry about. I won't force you to do anything, and I promise you'll enjoy it. I've done this plenty of times before.”

Hinata glanced at Temari's deep blue eyes. What she saw startled her slightly.

Honesty. Caring. Passion. Lust (Hinata was the most uncomfortable with that). Determination.

“Te-Temari-ch-chan,” Hinata stuttered. “I-I d-don't…” she trailed off, tearing her eyes away from Temari's captivating orbs. She blushed deeper, slightly afraid that Temari would reject her because of her inexperience.

Hinata had never even held hands with or kissed anyone, let alone had a sexual experience! She only knew what went wear from embarrassed peaks at the diagrams in the kunoichi-to-be Sex Ed class…

“Then I'll teach you,” Temari said, kissing Hinata fully on the lips.

Hinata flushed scarlet, but she wanted to give this a shot, so she hesitantly returned the kiss.

Temari was both happy and not that Hinata had returned the kiss. Happy, because she was incredibly impatient and it would be real hard for her to do this and not hurt Hinata if the girl was not wanting to even try to participate, and not happy because once she got started it would be hard for her to stop, and she might end up pushing Hinata a bit too far.

That was far from the front of her mind, though, so she just started pushing at Hinata's lips with her tongue, asking for entrance.

Hinata hesitantly opened her lips a crack. Temari pushed them all the way open, shoving her tongue into Hinata's mouth. She roughly mapped out the warm cavern, doing her best to memorize every single feature. Hinata moaned quietly, finding the sensation of Temari's tongue rubbing across hers pleasing.

So that was what it felt like to be kissed.

Temari tugged at Hinata's obi, untying it swiftly. She pulled off the outer layers of the kimono, trailing her arms along Hinata's arms as she did so. The Hyuuga heiress continued to moan softly. A hesitant look entered her eyes when Temari started to slide off the final layer keeping her from viewing Hinata's undergarments.

Hinata's underclothes were far from skimpy, as was to be expected of her. She had on a lavender sports bra with matching panties.

Temari began pulling off her own clothes, with Hinata doing her best to help. Hinata's eyes went wide and she felt herself growing wet when she saw what Temari had hidden under the kimono.

It was her first time seeing another girl naked (Hinata had never even been to the hot springs), and what a time it was.

Temari was, in contrast to Hinata, wearing extremely skimpy and revealing underclothes. The bra covered a little bit of the underside of her medium sized breasts, her nipples, and that was it. The rest of it was just thin strings. Her panties had a tiny little triangle for coverage, and based on the glance Hinata had gotten when Temari had turned slightly, the back was so skimpy that her underwear might as well be a thong.

They were sandy yellow, and the panties had the kanji for `lioness' printed on them in black.

Temari gently but firmly pushed Hinata back to the bed. She sat down on the edge, pulling the younger girl into her lap.

Hinata straddled Temari, more nervous than she'd ever been before in her life. Still, it had felt good so far, and Hinata didn't think that Temari would push her farther than she wanted to go. She'd always been a good judge of character, and had yet to be wrong about any major detail.

Hinata moaned as Temari massaged her stomach, moving up tortuously slowly to cup her right breast. Temari squeezed it before moving her hand down slightly to lift up the edge of the sports bra. “You okay with this?” she asked, pausing in her undressing of her new wife.

Hinata flushed an even deeper shade of red, but she nodded. She wasn't backing out of this now.

Temari lifted up the bra slowly, kissing, licking, and nipping the pale flesh as it was revealed. The point of this was to determine Hinata's sweet spots, so she made sure to leave no millimeter of flesh untested.

The reaction was quite positive. Hinata apparently had extremely sensitive nipples, which Temari discovered when even a light flick with her tongue got the loudest response yet. The line extending down her middle, from her sternum to just above her vagina, was apparently even more sensitive. Hinata arched her back into Temari when she blew on the little hairs there, moaning her appreciation.

Hinata's moans turned Temari on, making her so wet that her panties got soaked. She loved, more than anything, a vocal partner.

Hinata started squirming deliciously in Temari's lap when the older girl started sucking at the joint of her neck and shoulder, leaving numerous hickies to mark her wife. Even though she felt the inclination to, Temari didn't bite her (yet), since she didn't know how far Hinata liked to go in sex.

Temari stroked Hinata's back, running her hands from the other girl's shoulder blades, along her spine, and down to her pelvic bone, brushing the top of her cute ass.

“Te-Tema -pant- chan, d-don't -pant- you -moan- want me to pl-moan-easu-pant-re you -pant-moan- too?” Hinata asked, her arousal and embarrassment interrupting her sentence and making it almost illegible.

Temari shook her head `no' against Hinata's left breast. She'd been admiring Hinata's large boobs (it shocked her how big those things were, especially considering Hinata's age. You'd never be able to tell how well endowed she was under that sports bra and her massive jacket, too), and was a bit frustrated at having to stop tasting them.

“No. I don't like being touched. Even this is pushing it for me. I get off from getting you off. I'm not very responsive to being touched, anyways.”

Temari was surprisingly coherent when compared to Hinata.

Hinata was slightly confused that anyone could get off just from their partner being pleasured, but she kind of understood the whole not liking to be touched thing. (she'd always craved touch, but many Hyuuga would freak out if you touched them without proper warning). She accepted it, though, and didn't press the issue of giving pleasure as well as receiving. Hinata had no clue what she was doing, anyways, and she was certain she'd be unable to pleasure Temari even if the girl loved being touched.

Temari moved both her hands behind Hinata and down, gripping her ass firmly. Hinata squeaked as Temari half stood up before turning around and laying her down on the bed. She slid a leg between the younger girls thighs, pushing them apart. Hinata blushed a never before seen shade of red, but she didn't resist.

Temari made Hinata nearly scream as she licked up the entire center line, starting at the apex of her thighs and dragging her tongue over Hinata's clothed slit (she'd have to fix that), up and over the contours of her stomach, and ending at the base of her throat, where she placed a firm kiss.

While Hinata gasped and moaned from the attention she was receiving from Temari's tongue, the Suna kunoichi's hands were busy down below, one hand switching between playing with the edge of the other girl's underwear, the other massaging her thigh.

As she kissed Hinata's throat, Temari brought both hands to Hinata's hips, lifting up the other girl's ass so she could quickly slide off the soaked panties of the Hyuuga heiress.

Hinata gasped and blushed even deeper as the cold air hit her vagina.

Temari sat back for a second, gently rubbing at the outside of the other girl's pussy, trailing her fingers through the fine, wet pubic hairs. They glistened with Hinata's fluids, and shone blue in the low light.

“I -pant- d-don't th-moan-ink it's f-fair -pant- th-pant-moan-t you're the -pant- only one -moan- clothed, -moan- Tema-chan,” Hinata panted out.

Temari smirked, the lust dominating her eyes as she plucked the strap on her bra. “You mean you want this,” Temari began, moving her other hand to pull out the front of her panties, “and this off me? You'll have to beg for it, Hina-chan.”

“Pl-please,” Hinata whispered/ moaned, wanting to see her wife naked.

“I can't hear you” Temari replied. Her smirk grew wider.

“Please Tema-chan!” Hinata half shouted, bucking against Temari's hand as it returned it's attentions to Hinata's slit.

“How can I deny you when you look so damn fuckable?” Temari asked, reaching behind her with one hand to unhook her bra, letting it slid down and off her shoulders.

Her breasts were slightly below average sized, but they were just right for Hinata. She licked her lips, wanting to feel the friction of Temari's perfect boobs sliding against her own.

Temari saw how much her lover was getting aroused, and was incredibly happy. The more Hinata was aroused, the less she'd hold back in bed, and the louder she'd be.

Temari wiggled her ass slightly as she pulled off the super-tight panties, revealing a cleanly shaven pussy. Her pussy lips were nice and swollen, and the skin was completely soaked in her fluids.

Temari really did get aroused by other's pleasure.

Hinata barely got anytime to soak it all in as Temari leaned over, pressing her face into Hinata's cunt. She nuzzled the blue-black hairs before using her tongue to push apart Hinata's swollen pussy lips, running the flat of her tongue all the way up her vagina, flicking Hinata's clit with the tip of her tongue.

Hinata arched her back and screamed her pleasure as Temari flicked the clit repeatedly, grasping Hinata's tight little ass with both hands as she did so.

Temari knew Hinata was enjoying it not only from the girl's screams and moans, but from the way Hinata tried to push her face in closer, lifting up her hips to meat Temari's mouth as she did so.

Temari started swirling her tongue around, teasing the edge of Hinata's virgin hole.

The Hyuuga heiress didn't really know what to make of it. It made butterflies explode in her stomach as they competed for space with the tightening knot Temari's actions were causing. It was a new and strange sensation, but she decided she liked it, so she moaned and screamed and bucked her hips and let Temari do her thing.

Hinata screamed Temari's name so loud the Sand girl was sure that the people in Iwa could hear as Temari plunged her tongue into Hinata's hole, swirling it around. She pulled her tongue out so she could get a good look at Hinata's face. The look of sheer bliss on Hinata's face as she experienced her first orgasm pushed her over the edge.

Hinata was still shaking from her orgasm. She felt better than ever, and completely exhausted.

The thought of being so tired embarrassed her a bit. She was a ninja! She wasn't supposed to get tired from so little exercise!

Temari must've been a mind-reader, or just a very skilled kunoichi, because she almost instantly clued into how Hinata was feeling.

“It's okay if you're tired,” Temari said. “It was your first time after all, and I can tell that you're more about skill and grace, not endurance.”

She was very happy about the whole thing. Ya, sure, she probably could've gone a few more rounds, but it wasn't like unspent sexual energy was going to keep her awake, and she wouldn't enjoy it as much if Hinata was too exhausted to make those delicious sounds.

“Arigatou, Tema-chan,” Hinata said, smiling happily at her wife. Temari pulled herself up to Hinata's level, pulling the younger girl close to her. Hinata lay her suddenly heavy head against Temari's chest, curling into her first anything. First kiss, first time, first relationship, first marriage. Hinata quickly drifted off to sleep.

Temari stayed up a bit, watching Hinata sleep. She looked like a cute little kitten…

That thought was the last she remembered for the night as she finally joined Hinata in slumber.

~*~*~*~

How was that for my very first (posted) lemon? Technically, it's something like my fourth or so, if you count the first version of this lemon (I rewrite things a lot before posting them), a lemon I wrote for another story (which is currently at one and a half chappies, pro'lly won't be finished, and will likely never be posted), and the only other lemon in this story… (rewrote this lemon after finishing the story)

And this story is way different than it was when I planned it and the first time I wrote it out… The summary might actually be misleading at this point. I originally started to write this as a semi-angst fic, but then I realized that that would take me forever to write to my satisfaction, and then I'd drop it, so why bother? The sequel (if I do one. Depends on reader response) will have a nice sprinkling of drama, though…

Not really a spoiler, so I'll tell you now: there isn't another lemon until chapter four, which is the very last chapter.

I think both Temari and Hinata might be a bit OOC, especially Temari. What do you guys think?

Translations:

-chan: affectionate ending for a girl's name

Kunoichi: female ninja

Can't think of anything else…

PLEASE REVIEW!!!

Oh, since I have these written out, I might start posting them more than once a week… what do you guys think? Of course, if nobody reviews I'm sticking with my current update schedule.

Next time: Meet the family, and Hinata and Kankurou learn an interesting fact about Gaara.

Date Posted: 8/10/08 (American date), or Sunday, August 10th, 2008

Ja ne!