Thunder and Lightning

Thunder rumbled in the distance accompanied by flashes of lightning that ripped the sky in twain. Rain fell in near thunderous streams, never ending torrents of water like an eternal waterfall. Night had already fallen and darkness swallowed the world with no moon or stars to light the way. The only shelter for miles in the rocky crags and mountainous peaks was a single cave that looked big enough for a small family of bears to live in. Two figures lay asleep on the caves cold rocky floor, shinobi of Yumagakure, ANBU on one of many missions. A particularly bright flash of lightning lit the cave up and a loud crack of thunder quickly followed, Natsuhi Kururugi whimpered in her sleep, sweat beaded on her face. The slight figure of the young shinobi curled tightly around herself, the woolen blanket covering her, tightly wrapped around her body. She awoke with a start as another flash of lightning ripped the sky, the throws of her nightmare clutching her insides in its dark tendrils. Natsuhi sat up and pulled her knees into her chest resting her chin on the bony joints, she stole a glance at her companion, Kuroi Muramasa. He looked so peaceful sleeping on the cold ground, his usual troubles not apparent on his pale skin. She reached down and brushed a lock of feathery, dark mahogany hair from his eyes hoping not to wake him up but he did and he growled, grabbing a kunai from his pocket, pinning the young shinobi the kunai at her throat. Normally he would have killed first and asked later but this time, his killer instincts didn't take over, as they should have.

"K-kuroi." She breathed. "I-I'm sorry."

Kuroi deftly flipped the kunai around in his hand and shoved it back into his pocket, reaching back down to the pinned Natsuhi. He silently slid his hands down under her head and back and shifted her onto his lap. Natsuhi's vibrant emerald eyes were wide and full of fear, the nightmare still gripping her enough that Kuroi frightened her. His expression softened and he slid his hand from the back of her head through her knotted ruby tresses to her face where he placed a single finger to her face to silence her. She tried to talk but he silenced her with a soft "Shhhhhh" gently shifting her so that she sat more comfortably in his lap with her head pressed against his chest.

"I know you've had a nightmare Natsuh." Kuroi spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper. She nodded slowly against him, a light flush gracing her cheeks. He closed his dark chocolate eyes gently rocking the two of them knowing that the grip of terror still held Natsuhi firm in its grasp. Natsuhi in turn also closed her eyes, paying heed only to the solidity of Kuroi's body and the dull even thuds of his heartbeat. She almost instantly relaxed, his warm scent filling her nostrils, cinnamon and cloves. He started gently stroking her hair, a calm aura surrounding them both.

Natsuhi sighed softly in contentment and wrapped her arms around Kuroi feeling immensely better than she did before. Her mind began to wander from the terrors the nightmare had her gripped in to the person who held her on his lap. Kuroi was her most dear friend in the world outside of Kakashi and a few others; she knew that she had fallen in love with him and there was no way she would let him leave her life. As Kuroi tightened his grip on her waist, she knew that this was the time to say something about it, unfortunately her mouth dried up and her tounge seemed to stick to the roof of her mouth. Thankfully Kuroi started to talk instead.

"Natsuh, can I ask you something?"

"Hmmmm?" She managed to say, somewhat sleepily.

"What would you do if I kissed you?"

Natsuhi froze, kissed her? Was he really saying what she thought he did? Her heart began racing, a bright red blush formed on her cheeks, and her eyes opened, her head tilting up so her eyes met with Kuroi's smouldering gaze. She almost didn't reply, her words catching in her throat; her eyes glimmered with so many unspoken emotions.

"I-I u-uhhhhhhhh..." Kuroi didn't wait for Natsuhi to finish speaking before he softly cupped her cheek, bringing her face to his own and pressed his warm lips softly against hers. She didn't know what to do at first except blink but a second later realized what was happening and kissed him back. Her grip tightened around him and Kuroi responded by pulling her closer to him, tightening his own grasp on her. As the kiss deepened, Natsuhi's heart began to flutter and she felt almost lightheaded, her mind reeling. Just about three seconds later, Kuroi broke the kiss, grinning sheepishly at her with a blush of his own tingeing his cheeks. It took a few seconds before either of them could speak, their eyes locked in a smouldering gaze; finally Natsuhi spoke up.

"That's what I would do. " Her formerly sleep-laden voice quietly sounded in the noise of the storm, her voice barely above a whisper. Before he could get anything else in, Natsuhi leaned forward pressing her lips to his in another kiss, passions unbridled and free to do as they pleased. Kuroi hummed in appreciation and repositioned Natsuhi so that she straddled him, his hands reaching up to tangle themselves in her cherry tresses. She tilted her head to the side and pressed herself closer to him, her breasts flattening against his solid chest. Kuroi hummed again, smiling into the kiss a bit before nipping at her lower lip tenderly causing Natsuhi to gasp softly and her lips to part. As her lips parted, Kuroi deftly delved his tounge into her mouth, coiling it around her own. He tasted her sweetness and it was every bit as sweet as he imagined. Their mouths moved against one another, they could feel each other's passions, their suppressed feelings finally showing to each other.

Natsuhi pressed ever closer to him and gave off a low hum from the back of her throat, feminine and deep. She hungrily drank in everything he had to offer, holding his gaze just as he held hers. Their tounges continued to dance in a passionate tango, their bodies heating rapidly. Kuroi broke the kiss to trail a string of kisses down her jawline to her neck where he dragged his teeth down her flesh causing her to shiver in pleasure. He trailed his lips down to the crook of her neck and softly bit down on the exposed flesh, moaning her name out. More shivers ran up her spine and electricity sparked through her body, she felt lit up like a live wire and her fingers dug into the hard plane of his back.

"K-Kuroi!" She moaned back, his gentle nibbling's turning her on oh so much. He chuckled getting the response he wanted and bit down harder on her flesh, his tounge circling the area with small, darting strokes. His left hand trailed from her back down to the supple mounds of her breasts and cupped one lightly while his other hand trailed down the length of her body to her hip where he softly caressed it through the fabric of her clothing. Natsuhi felt fire coursing through her veins; he knew what to do to make her melt and it seemed that, that was his goal. She slumped into him, pressing herself as close into his hand as possible, her eyes finally slinking shut to the sensations. Natsuhi buried her head in the crook of his neck to stifle a particularly loud moan, her hips rocking into his of their own accord. Kuroi groaned and roughly squeezed her breast in return, whispering in her ear.

"Moan my dear, moan for me. No one will hear but me." Kuroi nibbled on her ear lobe a little before trailing more searing kisses down her jaw back down to reclaim her lips hard and with all the passion he could. Natsuhi's heart melted knowing fully now, how he felt about her and she moaned his name loudly but the sounds were swallowed by his lips against hers.

Her breasts tender peaks hardened against his hand and chest, aching against the restraints of her breast wrappings and fishnet shirt she wore over to sleep in. She whimpered as he pinched her nipple softly through the layers of her wrappings. Kuroi deftly pulled the net shirt up and over the mounds to rest just above them and he went back to playing with her hardened peak. She groaned again and Kuroi took the time to delve his tounge back into her mouth. He lightly pushed her down so he could unzip his own vest and slough it off behind him before he grasped both of her breasts in his hands, his thumbs dancing over her diamond hard peaks eliciting another moan from Natsuhi. She realized how wet he made her and a blush crept up onto her cheeks, staining them a deep red. Kuroi arched one of his eyebrows, trailing kisses back along her jaw to her ear so he could whisper to her.

"Why the blush, feeling embarrassed? We can stop if you'd like..."

Her blush deepened and as she replied, her voice sounded heady and thick and she opened her eyes to gaze into his. "No, please don't stop. I-I..."

"Are you sure you want this? You can say no and I won't pursue this any farther and things will go back to the way they were." Kuroi spoke softly, an almost sad tinge to his voice. Natsuhi brought a hand up to cup his cheek, her gaze softening, welling with love.

"Kuroi, I love you, I want this more than anything right now so please, don't stop. I want you, I want you Kuroi."

His own smouldering gaze changed, softening to a fire fueled by his own passions and his own love upon hearing her confession. "I won't stop Natsuhi, I won't stop now or ever, I promise you this. I love you as well Natsuhi Kururugi, I have for a long time. I want you to be mine, I need you."

She beamed and their faces collided yet again, her mouth opening to his so that again their tounges could dance together as one. He trailed one of his hands from her breasts down body, tracing a circle around her belly button before dipping his hand lower to caress her inner thigh. Natsuhi whimpered softly, her legs opening even more than they already were. Kuroi traced his fingers even further up her thigh and stroked them along her folds through the fabric of her pants, she hissed but her hips arched back up into his hand and he kept stroking. Her hips rocked against his fingers, each stroke sending her closer to that point of no return.

"You're so wet my love."

Natsuhi nodded, whimpering again; she slid one of her own hands down to stroke his hardness through his pants. Kuroi grunted, quickly getting harder under her ministrations.

"N-natsuhi... I can't take it anymore. I'm going to snap."

"N-neither can I." She replied, feeling her own pressing needs and slid the stretchy sopping material off her lithe legs, revealing her wet pink folds. Kuroi groaned again and practically ripped his own pants and boxers off in passionate fervor. A heady glint shone in both their eyes as he joined the two of them, mind body and soul, a low groan rumbling through him at her tightness.

"K-Kuroi! A-Aaaaaan..." Natsuhi moaned out as he slid into her, her hands wrapping themselves around him, her fingers digging again into the hard planes of his back. "Y-you're so big..."

"Let me know if this hurts too much and I'll stop. We can finish another way." Kuroi breathed back to her, nuzzling his head in the crook of her neck.

"N-no, please don't stop; it feels good."

He nodded and began slowly moving, innnnnnnnnnn, ouuuuuuuuuuuut; gradually picking up pace as Natsuhi acclimated to the feeling. Natsuhi moaned in a simpering, feminine way, Kuroi groaning in chorus.

Natsuhi slowly began to keep pace with him, matching the rhythm of the most ancient of songs; a most pleasured of smiles spread on Natsuhi's face. Quickly Kuroi trailed more kisses down her neck, biting hard down on many places, his tounge sliding across each of the bite marks eliciting more hard moans from her who in turn bit down on his neck to muffle the moans out of habit. A low rumbling groan slid past his lips as he tilted his head back and arched his hips forward to thrust deeper into her. Natsuhi arched herself into him as well in return, forcing him even deeper inside her as she sped up, Kuroi easily matching the new pace.

"K-kuroi....Nnnnnnnnnnnn."

He smiled, bringing his face toward hers to yet again clam her lips, capturing the moan with the tender of kisses. She happily returned the kiss and caught Kuroi's tounge with her own. The two sped up with reckless abandon, driving each other toward the brink of release as fast as they dared. Sweat glistened off their bodies running rivulets down the dirt of the day. Thunder clapped again in the distance, lightning flashed, illuminating the pair of lovers in the heat of passion in stark relief.

"I'm.... Not going to...Last much nnnnnnnn, longer my dear." Kuroi moaned in Natsuhi's ear, her tightness sucking him in and holding him like a clamp. He couldn't take it much longer at all, she drive him to the edge much faster than he expected and he loved her for it.

"N-neither am I. A-Aaaaaaaaaaa..." She responded with another moan, digging her fingers harder into his back. Another flash of lightning lit the sky up, illuminating the two just as Kuroi and Natsuhi couldn't take it any longer. Thunder rumbled in chorus to their cries of release, Natsuhi's orgasm flexed and pulsed through her whole body as Kuroi tensed, releasing his seed deep inside her. Both shinobi collapsed on the stone floor, Kuroi still inside her. They both panted and Kuroi shifted the two of them so that Natsuhi lay with her back against his chest. He stroked her hair and she had a glow of contentment surrounding her.

"Did you like that my love?" He asked, trailing a few chaste kisses along her neck.

"Yes, yes I did, I've never felt anything like that before." She breathed, her eyes slinking back shut again.

"I'm glad I made you feel as good as you made me feel." Kuroi draped an arm over her midsection and kissed her neck one last time.

"I aim to please..." Natsuhi mumbled sleepily. He pulled her closer, grabbing one of their blankets that migrated over a bit from them and threw it over their forms.

"Sleep my love, sleep well."

Soon both Yuma shinobi were fast asleep, the rain finally ending.