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He had to let Tenten know, but he didn't want to do it by text or call, so he waited until Saturday. She handed him his birthday present, a dark blue t-shirt which he gratefully accepted before kissing her, it was she who sat up enough in the middle of the kiss to put her knees on either side of his legs so that she was practically sitting on his lap. His hands roamed up and down her back and all over the outside of her legs, enjoying the sighs.

Would his mother be right and it was best to get away from her for good? He didn't like that scenario, he was too attracted to Tenten to think that being separated by many miles a few months was going to change that.

So, he told her and saw her sad look, she didn't want them to give up what they had either. It was rash to ask her to promise to wait for him or something like that, he had just given her the news and with a cool head Tenten could decide that being away was a good thing or that she would continue her life. That' s why they promised each other to think about it and the next time they saw each other they would talk it over calmly. In the car she was taciturn before they said goodbye.

Their usual conversations at night weren't there because she answered with monosyllables and he felt hurt, but he could understand her. On Wednesday he still asked her if she wanted to see him the next day, he was going to be selfish and see her one last time. She smiled at the sight of him and as she got into the car she greeted him cheerfully, being as talkative as usual on the drive to the flower field they had gone to sometime before.

They chatted about the hot summer, how the plants were struggling to withstand it and then about flying, she had never been on a plane, or well, not that she could remember because the only time had been when she was a baby and her parents had immigrated to the country. As the afternoon progressed and the sun began to descend he kissed her, taking her by the waist to keep her on top of him.

"Will we keep chatting? Will you write to me...?" She asked suddenly in a trembling voice as she had to pull away to breathe, his heart was racing and it wasn't just because of the kiss.

"Will you wait for me?" Tenten nodded and he reclaimed her plump lips again, letting his hands roam freely over her body.

He turned them to leave her beneath him and ran his tongue down her neck as one of his hands went under her blouse, caressing her right breast. He was going to stop when the time came, but he was also going to enjoy a little of the time they had left together, they were going to separate which meant they wouldn't continue on the plan of going slow, they would directly stop at least until he returned.

They had never gone so far again and he definitely wanted to do it with her at least once before he left, but he understood that it wasn't going to happen and he wasn't going to ask her to do it.

"Kiba..." His name was uttered between sighs as he took to biting her neck and continued the massage in her breast. He was going to need a lot more than a cold shower when he finally got to his apartment. "I don't want to wait until you get back for this..." A shiver ran through him. Was she reading his mind? Had he understood correctly?

"Tenten?" He paused, he needed to be sure of what he had heard. "What are you asking?" she was blushing at what they were doing and turned much redder clearly embarrassed.

"You said we'd go slowly... but..." He put one of his fingers on her cheek and heard her gasp again at the touch.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" She nodded. "It's okay if you say no," he needed to hear her, even though his body begged for that affirmative answer

"I do," she stretched to be the one kissing him and hanging onto his neck, a way of making it clear that she agreed if he decided to do it right there and then.

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