Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Three of a Kind ❯ One-Shot

A/N: So a friend mentioned that NaruInoKiba would be one hell of a threesome, and this piece of unrepentant p0rn was the result. :3

Pairings: KibaIno, NaruIno, and KibaInoNaru

Warnings: PWP, oral sex, voyeurism, dirty talk, threesome smut, sexually liberated!Ino

Disclaimer: Naruto is the property of Masashi Kishimoto. I just have an unhealthy obsession with his characters.

 

 

Three of a Kind

 

 

Ino smiled to herself as Kiba's tongue trailed down her stomach. At least half of the guys she had been with didn't seem to appreciate this particular act. They usually either did it out of necessity (a means to an end) or didn't do it at all.

 

But never Kiba, she thought contentedly as her legs parted and a hot mouth descended upon her. He groaned against her as he took her ass in his hands and tilted her hips just so. She loved it when he did this, and if his enthusiasm was any indication, he enjoyed it almost as much as she did. Quickly wrapping her long legs around him, her fingers dove into his hair as she prepared to hold on for the ride.

 

Of the ones who had gone down without prompting, all but two others went at it timidly and awkwardly. If she ever stuck with any of them for more than one go (two at the most), they might've grown more comfortable with her body, but Ino wasn't interested in any of that at this point in her life. She was busy enjoying her freedom and only sought subsequent meetings with those who seemed to share similar thoughts on the subject (and were worthy of her time, but that went without saying.)

 

Two long, flat swipes followed by quick flicking and a light application of suction caused her to forget momentarily about everything but the man between her legs as an `oh' escaped her lips.

 

Sakura had asked her more times than she can remember why she didn't just settle down with someone, but her pink-haired friend just doesn't get it. She tried explaining it once metaphorically, but apparently the idea of not wanting to give up all her kunai for one favorite was just too obscure for her. Or she just couldn't relate it to people. Whatever. Forehead-girl could continue not knowing what she was missing for all she cared.

 

Fingers joined in the mix, and Ino was glad the dog-loving shinobi had finally learned how to properly clip his nails. Jagged claws weren't really conducive to this sort of thing, and oh damn, that was good! Her back arched up off the bed as her legs tightened around him. Only two people had ever found that spot.

 

Speaking of which, she still couldn't get over how surprising it was that Uzuamki Naruto was even on her list of favorites, let alone up there at the top. But she couldn't deny that his enthusiasm was on par with Kiba's, not to mention how that filthy mouth of his always managed to turn her into a whimpering, begging puddle of goo, not the coolly collected kunoichi she was.

 

Kiba sped up his rhythm and her hands were suddenly above her head, twisting in the sheets as she fought not to scream.

 

When she finally unwound her legs and pried her eyes open, Ino watched, unfazed, as he grinned cockily and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. She simply smiled back. Confidence, as long as they had the skills to back it up, was most definitely a turn on, and Kiba had a habit of not even taking his clothes off until after she came for the first time. It wasn't exactly a setup she was going to complain about.

 

In fact, she realized as the dark-haired man before her began shrugging out of his clothes, the only thing she could imagine that would be more fun than sex with Kiba (or Naruto) would be sex with Kiba and Naruto at the same time. As he flipped her over onto her knees and elbows, Ino decided that she would suggest it to them one day. One day soon.

 

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The subject was broached over a bowl of ramen as most dealings with Naruto tended to occur.

 

He sat, still naked and sweaty from their romp, at his kitchen table enthusiastically tearing into his styrofoam cup while Ino sat equally nude on the table in front of him. Her legs dangled off the edge, ankles crossed, side to him, and breasts roughly at his eye level. He most definitely did notice that, she realized with a grin as she caught his eyes on her even as he leaned down slightly to meet his chopsticks.

 

Deciding to just throw it right out there, she asked, "Have you ever had a threesome?" Ino learned long ago that there was no point in dancing around a subject with Naruto. Despite being a shinobi, he just didn't do subtle, and conversations would inevitably turn frank anyway.

His eyes turned up to hers, briefly surprised before the leer was back in place and stronger than ever. "Why? You got a friend you want to bring over sometime?"

She swallowed a mouthful of noodles and with a slight smile, coyly replied, "Maybe."

His leer turned into a wide, toothy grin at that as he leaned forward slightly in his seat. "You horny, little slut,” he chuckled and lightly nudged the outside of her thigh with the back of his hand. Ino put on her best fake pout. Somehow coming from Naruto it sounded like an endearment. “She hot?"

"Of course,” Ino snorted, “Hot, playful, enthusiastic." She emphasized the descriptor with a quick quirk of her eyebrows. "And has a nice-sized cock," she threw in nonchalantly as she took another bite of her noodles.

Curious as to his reaction, she glanced over out of the corner of her eyes as she tried not to smile. But there was no choking on his noodles or jaw hanging open. Naruto only shrugged and asked, “Your idea or his?”

 

Her brow furrowed momentarily as she wondered why that would matter to him. “Mine.”

 

“Mentioned it to him yet?”

 

“…No.”

 

He grinned widely and leaned back in his chair. “Good. It's more fun if you don't.”

 

Cocking her head to one side, she seriously wondered what the hell he was talking about.

 

--

 

Ino gasped as the stone formation behind her dug uncomfortably into her back. Meeting at the lookout over Hokage Mountain had been Naruto's idea. Even though it was quiet this time of night, it was still a public place. And if the times on the balcony of his apartment, the women's restroom at the pub, and even that one time in the stairwell of the administration building were any indication, he had a bit of a kink for that sort of thing.

 

His tongue traced a path from her collar bone up to her ear, and her head tilted up toward the sky. The moon was high above them and bright enough that the sparsely placed lamps illuminating the walkway were surprisingly unnecessary. She smiled, knowing it would make it easy to know if they had any company. His hand skimmed over her breast and paused to pinch her already stiff nipple through her shirt.

 

“What do you think he'll do when he finds us?” His voice was low, barely a whisper. “Do you think he'll get angry? Jealous?” His tongue traced the shell of her ear as his hand slid down between her thighs to cup her. “Will he care?” His fingers pressed teasingly against her, and she tried not to whimper. “Or.” His voice took on a playful quality as his hand then slipped beneath her panties. “Do you think he'll watch for a while?”

 

Ino was already soaking wet by the time he slid two fingers inside her. She groaned low in her throat and adjusted her footing slightly. The rock digging into her shoulder blade was long forgotten as Naruto went to work on her.

 

He chuckled quietly against her ear. “Not interested in talking, huh? Okay. Check out the tree behind my left shoulder.”

 

Ino's eyes went wide at that. She'd been listening for him, but apparently she'd been more distracted than she realized.

 

“That's right,” Naruto sing-songed in amusement. “He's watching me finger-fuck you. Has been for a while.”

 

She moaned loudly at that, surprised by the strength of her reaction, as she peered over Naruto's shoulder toward the tree in question. Sure enough, there was Kiba only half-hidden by the shadows. She met his gaze with hooded eyes and allowed a groan to escape her throat. The expression on his face was blank, though; she couldn't read it.

 

Suddenly, Naruto's hand removed itself from between her legs and two wet digits appeared in front of her face, the tips resting lightly on her bottom lip, her smell, thick and heady, invading her nostrils. Ino's gaze immediately shifted back to the blond.

 

“Come on,” he teased, smile wide and eyes glazed over in lust. “Show him how dirty you can be.”

 

It was that moment when Ino realized there was probably very little she wouldn't do if he asked. Her eyes slid back to Kiba as she parted her lips and sucked Naruto's fingers clean. She wasn't entirely sure if the shadows moving faintly on his neck were caused by him swallowing or the wind rustling the leaves nearby.

 

“Good girl,” Naruto husked. When he then took a few steps back and reached for his waistband, Ino flashed Kiba a sultry look as she dropped to her knees. She realized rather regretfully when she took the blond into her mouth that because Naruto was still between them, she could no longer see Kiba or his reactions.

 

Her disappointment was somewhat abated when Naruto tugged the binding from her hair and combed his fingers through it. He'd always been fond of her hair, she mused. But then he groaned - the sound went straight to the aching between her legs - and twined his fists in the blond strands, urging her to go faster, and Ino found herself incapable of focusing on anything but the here and now.

 

“Are you gonna sit there and jerk off all night Inuzuka?”

 

Had the words been different, she would've reacted completely different to the raspy tone, but as it was, Ino gagged, having lost her rhythm in surprise at the sudden question. Naruto's cock slipped out of her mouth as she stared up at him. He was grinning nastily over his shoulder, and Ino's eyebrow twitched. `If they start fighting, I'm going to kick both their asses!' she growled inwardly, glancing over at treeline behind them where Kiba's glare appeared to be trying to burn a hole through Naruto's head.

 

“You tellin' me to fuck off? I'm not the one putting on a show. If you don't want people to watch, then get a room.”

 

Kiba's gaze then turned toward her, and she had no trouble at all reading his expression this time. The hint of embarrassment amidst his irritation was all it took to appease Ino even as Naruto's laughter effectively pulled his attention away from her again.

 

“I'm not telling you to do nothing, man. Wank off to my ass all you want.” He looked down at her and wiped a bead of saliva off her lip with his thumb as he added, “I shouldn't have to tell you how wet she is right now sitting there with her knees in the dirt.”

 

Ino watched as Kiba's expression shifted from irritation to confusion to jealousy to lust in less than a second. His nostrils flared as he silently sniffed the air - taking in the scent of her arousal, no doubt. She smiled slightly and grabbed Naruto by the pants hanging around his thighs and pulled him toward her and over to the side, making sure Kiba could clearly see as she took the blond's erection completely into her mouth once more.

 

One crook of her finger was all it took to get Kiba to join them. Almost instantly, he was on his knees behind her, sliding his hands up the outsides of her thighs then pulling her panties down and off. And then a hand was busy between her legs slipping back and forth over her lips.

 

“So wet,” Kiba groaned as he slid a finger inside her. Ino's responding moan was muffled by Naruto's cock as she steadied herself with a hand against his thigh.

 

Anticipation grew heavy in her gut, and she quickly found herself pushing back against his hand craving for more. When Kiba removed his finger a moment later, though, she didn't whine. The rustling sound behind her told her all she needed to know. She spread her knees further, her back arching eagerly as she tugged at Naruto's pant leg.

 

Taking the hint, the blond lowered himself to his knees also just as Kiba slid into her from behind. Ino's eyes fluttered shut at the intrusion, allowing herself to just feel for a moment. His hands were under her skirt gripping her hips while Naruto's were still in her hair. Two sets of hands pulled her opposite directions, vying for her attention. Ino couldn't get enough of it.

 

“Is… is this what you wanted?” Kiba growled, pushing into her harder than before. “You wanted me to watch you? Wanted me to fuck you on all fours while you suck him off?”

 

`Oh, damn! Naruto's not the only one with a filthy mouth,' she realized as the energy that had been gathering deep within her seemed to unwind and compress upon itself all at once. Ino's only response was to try to rock back against him. Not having much leeway, though, she could do little more than sit there while Naruto fucked her mouth - he was close; she could tell by the way his grip on her head tightened and the way his breath was nothing but quick, ragged pants - while Kiba pounded her from behind.

 

Ino realized rather belatedly that this was what she'd been unconsciously waiting for, this … lack of control - something she gave up so rarely it was practically taboo, much more so for her than the act of a threesome in public - the feeling of being trapped between them, being pushed and pulled where they wanted her, where she was needed.

 

“Aw, yeah. Suck it. Just suck it. Just like that. Ungh!” Naruto was muttering an unending string of vulgarity, and it made her stomach clench just as much as Kiba's finger on her clit. And then white-hot energy was coiling up Ino's spine, splitting her apart as tremors swiftly rocked her body. Her nails dug into Naruto's thighs where she'd been holding on to balance herself as her eyes snapped shut and her muffled squeals echoed loudly in her head.

 

She'd barely caught her breath when Naruto's groan of, “Fu~ck!” was the only warning she got before he stilled deep inside her mouth and came a fraction of a second later.

 

Kiba's fingers tightened on her hips. “You,” he started as the thrusting of his cock grew faster. “You swallowed, didn't you? …his come.”

 

Naruto ran his fingers through her hair once more before pulling his pants up over his ass, sitting down, and watching them with a satisfied grin. “She usually does,” he chuckled, and Ino had to stop and think for a second about what he was talking about. But then Kiba pulled hard on her hips, pushing himself impossibly deep inside her, and she stopped bothering to think. He tensed for a moment then two then slapped her on the ass - a little harder than necessary, she thought - as he pulled out.

 

“Hey!” Ino started to protest but froze when she heard someone coming up the steps of the south side of the mountain. It only took one glance at Kiba for him to jump up and fix his clothes, but Naruto looked perfectly content to sit there with his pants undone and looking like he just got laid. She rolled her eyes and took off down the other set of steps.

 

He caught up with her and Kiba by the time they reached the bottom.

 

“You and your public places,” Ino half-heartedly complained, feeling slightly uncomfortable. There was dirt on her knees and under her nails and something sticky threatening to run down her leg. The trip home would need to be a quick one. “Next time will be in someone's apartment or at least someplace where I can clean up afterwards.”

 

“Next time,” Naruto added helpfully, “Dog-boy can be in the middle.”

 

“What the hell?!” Kiba snarled, looking both shocked and disgusted at the other man.

 

Ino rolled her eyes and interrupted what was she bet was about to turn into a spectacular argument. “Hey, where are my panties?”

 

Tearing his glare from Naruto, Kiba simply grinned and shrugged.

 

--

 

Izumo scratched at the back of his head in confusion. He was pretty sure that he'd heard people up here just a second ago. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a flash of something near one of the benches. And as he picked up a pair of lavender, satin panties off one of the shrubs, he was certain the echoing screech of “Damn it!” was not his imagination either.

 

End