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The moment the bathroom door locks behind Hinata, your eyes lock with his.
"Do you wanna know what I'm thinking?" he asks with a devilish smile growing across his lips.
"I think I may already have an idea," you smile back as you step closer to him and reach onto the hem of his shirt.
"I'm picturing you, my sweet little Y/N, with a mouth full of my cock," he grins.
"Oh really?" you hum back. And with one quick motion, you pull his shirt straight over his head. "Well, then I guess I better get to it, hm?"
"Down you go, princess," he whispers as he watches you get on your knees.
"The things I do for you<" you shake your head as you reach the waistband of his shorts. "Down here on the dirty floor nearly begging for you to stuff my throat."
"Jesus, baby, prepare me next time you're about to say something like that," he groans as you pull down his shorts, revealing his already throbbing cock before your face.
You smile as you dutifully reach your hand to his length and begin to pump it slowly. Hinata then reaches his hand to your face and caresses your cheek, gliding over your bottom lip with his thumb.
When his hand reaches up to the top of your head, you lean closer and lick a stripe up the side of his length. Soft moans fall from Hinata's lips as you begin to take him in a little at a time.
"You're such a good girl," he remarks as you slowly pump him in and out. "So beautiful with my cock down your throat."
Your tongue laps and twirls around the inside of your mouth as you take in as much of him as you can. He continues to mutter praises as he moans quietly from the pleasure.
With his hand on the back of your head, he begins to push you deeper down his length. "Fuck," he groans as he feels the tip of his cock reaches your throat. Tears prick at your eyes, running down your cheeks slightly, as he fucks your mouth numb.
"You okay, princess?" he asks between shallow breaths. When you nod, he looks down and notices the tears rolling down your cheeks. "Don't cry, beautiful. You're doing such a good job for me," he then remarks. And the second you let down your guard, he thrusts out and pushes almost fully back in, fucking your mouth as hard as he can go.
"Shit," he murmurs when he finally loosens up. He begins to pull away, pumping himself in his hand, but quickly you tug him right back.
"Cum on me," you plead, looking up at him in only the small bathing suit you had brought to walk along the beach with you.
Hinata, not having the time or energy to clarify what you mean, paints your chest just as you had asked.
"Did I mention that you drive me fucking insane?" he pants as he finally attempts to catch his breath.
"Maybe once or twice," you shrug as you reach your hand to the white fluid running down your chest. "I dunno."
Hinata watches carefully as you place your wet, coated fingers into your mouth. After cursing to himself, he then tells you, "Up."
"What?" you look up at him as you lick your fingers clean.
"You heard me. Get up."
Still confused and a bit in shock, Hinata helps you by grabbing you by your arm and helping you to your feet.
"So help me god I don't break this fucking wall," he mutters as he switches spots with you and forces your back up against the nearby wall.
With his lips upon yours, he quickly helps you out of your bottoms before slamming you once more against the wall. You feel the tip of his cock then press up against you, getting even wetter as he slides himself between your folds.
Your nails dig into Hinata's shoulders as he enters you, slowly beginning to push his way in and stretch you out.
As Hinata begins to thrust into you, he places one of your legs over his shoulder. Then, before long, he's done the same with the other side bending you in half as he fucks you like an animal.
You bite down on your lip so hard, you taste blood. You're still in public, you remind yourself, thinking of the woman just outside who sold Hinata the bracelet currently on your wrist.
But Hinata continues to fuck you a such an intense speed you're not sure he's thinking anything at all. He's probably blocked out all reasoning as he continues with his inhuman speed.
You're absolutely breathless as you cling onto him for dear life, barely holding back from screaming until you finally reach your sweet release. After that, your legs go absolutely numb and your whole body feels limp.
Hinata steadies his breathing before placing your feet back down one at a time. When he pulls out, you hear yourself squelch as a flood of your own cum follows him out.
Hinata smiles as he leans close and kisses your cheek. "I love fucking you so damn much," he remarks, still out of breath.
"I love it, too," you reply with just as little energy. You then attempt to reach down for your bathing suit bottoms before you suddenly feel lightheaded and reach for the wall to balance yourself.
"Woah, you okay?" Hinata asks as he wraps his arm around your waist.
"I'm fine, just a bit dizzy," you explain. "Could you pass me my-"
"Sure," he agrees before you even need to ask, "but after that, we should head back to the hotel so you can rest for a bit. Does that sound okay?"
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea," you agree. "I could go for a nap."
"And then, maybe, I could return the favor," he grins as he helps you into your clothes. "My face makes for an outstanding chair."
"Don't make me laugh, you idiot," you smile with a shake of your head. "I don't have the energy for that right now. But, that doesn't mean I'm saying no."
With a kiss and a happy hum from Hinata, the two of you open the door and wander back down the sandy beach toward the hotel.
