Hinata x Everyone, Part 2 (MAINLY SMUT)

Turbulance~ Sunahina 🍋

Requested by Nemuidesu-Sloth

Hc: Suna is hella rich and in the mafia, just roll with it

Also, the lead up to the smut and the smut itself is literal ass but it was all I could think of

Random change in the style of writing, I don't know what the fuck happened-

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, shit" Suna drove like a mad man down the forest, taking an insecure shortcut to his destination. The sound of a small suitcase banging against the car irritated him further, but he had no time to waste. He stepped on the gas, small chunks of wood damaging his vehicle. 

A large log in front of him blocked the way. He was going way too fast for him to hit the breaks, he ended up crashing, the airbag not being to stop his fall. He crashed through the windshield, glass going through his arms and veins and cheek. He grunted and wobbly pushed himself up, brushing the crash off as he'd dealt with worse before. 

Suna checked the car to see if it was still able to drive, and it wasn't. He groaned in annoyance and grabbed his suitcase, going as fast as his legs could to where he needed to be. He cursed himself mentally for hiding the terminal in a secluded and off-the-grid area, making his journey ten times worse. 

Suna heard the turbine of jets in the distance, speeding up despite the burns in his legs. He stumbled in front of the jet, taking a moment to catch his breath. The flight attendant rushed to his aid, patching up his cuts while asking him questions.

"Can you shut your mouth? I have places to be and I don't have time for your fucking questions" Suna grabbed the roll of bandage and wrapped himself up in it, grudgingly walking up the jet stairs. He took a seat at the front, cabin crew immediately walking out to service him. He shooed them away and reached into his back pocket.

The pilot took off and kept a straight face, finding his job boring and repetitive. Just by the wind flows he could tell there was gonna be heavy turbulence. He felt on his neck, feeling a cold object. The gun cocked and pressed further into his skin.

"Let's make this quick, you fly this plane faster and I'll up your pay, if not, I think this bullet will find your neck a suitable new home." The pilot shakily nodded. Suna grinned and backed off to his seat, repeatedly cocking the gun to scare the pilot.

When the plane landed

The pilot gulped and let the stairs down.

"You're lucky you get to live another day" Suna exited the plane and kept his grip firm on the gun. Kita and Suna smirked at each other, Hinata serving a fearful look on his face. Suna knew exactly what Kita was planning.

"Kita~ Don't be a hog and hand him over"

"Suna~ Don't be a drag to my fun" Suna held his gun up to Kita. Kita placed his gun against Hinata's head.

"Try something and I'll shoot him" Suna gritted his teeth and grabbed the guy behind creeping up behind him and placed his own gun to his head.

"You shoot him and I'll kill him"

"I don't give a fuck if you shoot that guy, you should be more concerned about your little boyfriend in my hold" Suna started choking the guy out of true anger. Kita laughed mockingly at his low self-control and cocked the gun teasingly. Hinata started tearing up as he racked his mind for ideas to help Suna.

He tried raising his hands behind Kita, attempting to grab his gun. Kita's attention switched over to Hinata as he whispered a threat in his ear. Suna took the second to shoot Kita in the head and then shoot the guy in his arms. Hinata fell to the ground as he unwrapped his arm from the dead man's body.

Suna shot all the other men running to attack him, grabbed Kita's phone, and carried Hinata back into the plane. The pilot started up the plane before Suna could say something. He laid Hinata down on the small couch and checked his body for any bruises. The man felt around on his hip, hearing a small hiss from Hinata.

He pressed it again, hearing the same sound. He gripped it and Hinata gave him a confused glance.

"Suna?"

"What the fuck did Kita do to you?" Hinata bit his lip lightly and stayed silent. Suna's eyes darkened as he pulled out Kita's phone, the fool not having a password. He clicked on the most recent apps open and saw the gallery app. He clicked on it and saw multiple videos of Hinata and a dildo, you can already guess what was going on.

Suna grinned, airdropping the videos to his phone and throwing Kita's aside.

"So you like fucking yourself on a dildo in front of other men huh?" Hinata flinched and looked at the devilishly smiling man.

"Explain."

"H-He threatened to kill y-you if I didn't" Suna's stare softened before twisting wicked. He grabbed his chin,

"I get it, you wanted to keep me safe" He dropped his hand down to his neck,

"But what's our number 1 rule?"

"T-To not let anyone s-see us without clothes?"

"Yeah and you broke the rule, I think I need to teach you a lesson." Suna tugged down the rest of his pants and saw the hand marks on his hips. He wanted to be mad, but he couldn't find it in him to be considering knowing the whole situation; and the man who did it himself.

Suna bore the weight of the male under him with his hands, encasing his small figure with his broad shoulders. He poked at the rim with his tip, hearing a rasp of his name. He permeated the swollen depth, loosely stretched walls hugging him tightly.

"Probably had so much fun with that cheap sex toy that loosened you up like this" Suna grasped his red hips and hardened his hold, his large hands overlapping Kita's. Hinata whimpered lowly at the pain and tremored in his presence.

"What's better, me or that flimsy silicon piece of shit" 

"Y-You, R-Rin" Suna grinned and savagely abused his insides briskly. His jealousness and underlying anger fed into his pace, subduing Hinata. A voice rang over the intercom, the flight attendant blushing and keeping her eyes away from the window that let her see what was going on outside. She took a breath in and spoke,

"There will be some turbulence upcoming, please keep your seatbelts on and stay seated" Suna internally mocked her while she made her announcement. The woman walked off to the rest of the attendants and Suna diverted his attention back to Hinata.

There were turbulence bumps mixing with Suna's thrusts, causing Hinata to bounce on him lightly while he thrusted. Suna smiled smugly and switched positions, making Hinata ride him. Hinata bounced slowly, the impact of the plane building rhythm for him. The blaze in his thigh settled, his legs shaking and starting to give out. Suna didn't care about the slowed pace; he wallowed at the tight sensation filling the space around his dick.

Hinata spurted on them both, collapsing against Suna. Suna pulled out and cleaned them up with nearby napkins, wrapping Hinata up in his sweater and keeping him close in his chest.