"Daddy!"
Ino was looking at her with a cheeky grin as she swirled the martini in her glass with the olive skewer.
Hinata blinked back at her friend in surprise. There was no way to hide the blush covering her face. But it didn't matter because all the women grouped around the table were just as red as she was.
"What?" Hinata asked in a hushed tone.
Ino gave another trilling laugh, brought the skewer with the olive closer to her lips, and popped one into her mouth. As she chewed it, her gaze turned coy and playful. "Don't make me say it again, Hinata!"
"Oh, stuff it, Ino!" Sakura said with a glare. "We all know you want to say it again."
Tenten smirked and took a piece of cheese from the platter in front of her. "Ino, Sakura's right. Just say it one more time—and this time, in the way you really would use it with Sai."
"Hmph!" Ino said with a pout, but then she dropped her tone and in an unmistakable breathy voice cried out, "Daddy!" as if she was in the throes of passion, right in the middle of sex.
Hinata gasped in surprise and brought her hands up to fan her face, but she almost knocked over the wine glass in front of her. Luckily, she avoided it in time and was able to briskly wave both hands to cool her suddenly heated cheeks.
Meanwhile, Sakura and Tenten, who were sitting across from her, were laughing with hilarity. Tenten wiped the tears from her eyes as Sakura took a sip of her own cocktail, a Moscow Mule.
"Oh, Ino! Really?!" Hinata squeaked again, shocked all the way to her toes.
Tenten chuckled again and took a sip of her own wine. "See, Hinata? And you wanted to go out to a restaurant for this conversation. It's a good thing I offered my place for Girls' Night Out instead. I don't think Ino should be making those sounds in public."
Ino laughed and batted her eyelashes teasingly again. "How do you know I haven't?"
This time, even Tenten's jaw dropped.
"You haven't," came Sakura's dampening voice. "You would've told us a long time ago if you have."
"Okay, fine," Ino relented then giggled when she slanted a look at Hinata's face, her eyes round as saucers. "Hinata, you need to blink!"
Tenten laughed. "And breathe."
Hinata did as she was told. Several times.
Still giggling, Ino patted Tenten's arm and said, "Oh, and Tenten, really. Thanks for having us over for tonight so we can discuss this properly and not hold anything back."
"Oh, yeah no worries!" Tenten replied. "This is so awesome! But I just wish Temari could have joined us, too. Next time, when she's not on a mission, we'll include her in this discussion."
Everyone nodded.
Hinata was still reeling from this "discussion," her hands plastered to her cheeks as she gazed at her friends.
"As I was saying—before Ino rudely interrupted," Sakura said with a pout. "The scientific literature says that some men do find it a turn on when women use the term 'Daddy' with their partners during sex."
"Scientific literature, my ass!" Ino countered as she drained the rest of her drink. She got up and mixed another martini at the kitchen counter. "Just say you were curious and looked it up."
"What if I did?" Sakura said with a glare.
Ino laughed. "Yeah, well I'd say I did, too. Once."
Sakura snorted with laughter then. "Fine."
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NaruHina: Making Merry
HumorNaruHina: A bunch of giggling girls, a young, pre-Nanadaime Naruto dad...and a story where Hinata learns the answer to the question, What is a dilf? Inspired by #the dilf thread on tumblr and for ChloeLaPomme and her anonymous asker who started all...