Kaito offered her tea and Hinata accepted, embarrassed.
Then they talked a little. Well, Kaito talked, since the only question Hinata managed to ask was whether he wrote the books.
This kind of books.
Hinata simply answered with short phrases. And every time he said —Hinata-chan—, slow and hoarse. She lowered her eyes and the color rose up her neck again.
Volume VIII was on the low table. With the identical binding. Kaito pushed it closer and Hinata opened it.
She read the first page in silence, to make sure it continued where she had left off. But on the second page, her breath grew irregular.
Kaito didn’t tell her, but he had written that scene thinking of her: a girl who comes in to ask for a book and ends up with her skirts hiked against a reading table.
Hinata closed the volume in the middle of a paragraph. Her face completely red.
“I… I can’t read this here.” She whispered, almost inaudible.
Kaito took off his glasses and set them beside the tea. He came toward her on his knees, without hurry, until their shadows joined on the lamp paper.
Hinata’s pulse sped up. Her heart began pumping so much blood she felt her body burn.
Kaito then raised his hand and brought it to her mouth.
Hinata swallowed hard.
She wanted to pull away but her body refused outright. Her knees opened a little, her mouth grew wet and her nipples tightened under her blouse.
Kaito unfastened the first button slowly. Seeing that she didn’t resist at all, he moved to the second. Then the third.
At the last one he looked at her. Giving her time to say no. But Hinata said nothing. She only let out short gasps.
Kaito then parted the fabric to both sides with both hands and held her breasts over the bra, the weight filling his palms and his thumbs barely brushing the edge of the cup.
Hinata let out a soft moan when her breasts fell free into his hands. Her nipples already hard, Kaito pinched them roughly.
Kaito looked at them for a long second, and then leaned in to suck them.
His tongue first traced the lower curve up to the nipple, and then he closed his lips around it and sucked slowly.
Hinata arched her back while she clung to his hair. Not knowing whether to push him away or bury him deeper between her enormous valleys.
After he’d had enough. Kaito laid her down on the tatami.
“Lie down.” He said.
She obeyed.
Kaito then gently pulled down her thin-fabric pants, without hurry, uncovering first her knees, then the inner face of her thighs —white, sensitive, already trembling— and last the light fabric of her underwear, darkened in the center by a stain that grew the more he looked at it.
Kaito leaned in and kissed her thigh, then another kiss higher. His warm breath made Hinata cover her mouth with both hands.
It was then that he pulled her underwear down slowly. Hinata’s sex was swollen, trembling a little just from the wait.
Kaito rubbed his palm slowly. Making Hinata moan against her forearm. Her pearl eyes were glassy, frightened of how much she wanted him to continue.
Kaito finally licked her from top to bottom. Stopping on her clit as a form of punishment.
“Mhm-m.” Hinata gave a start and her legs opened wider without her deciding it.
He settled between her thighs, pinned her hips hard against the tatami and ate her with that same possessive calm: slow when she started to climb, deep when she tried to flee backward.
Hinata moaned without control, biting her lower lip and scratching Kaito’s shoulder.
“Ah-h! Kaito-san… I feel like I need to pee…”
The next moment Hinata gave a long tremor, a contraction closed her thighs around Kaito’s head accompanied by a broken moan.
Kaito didn’t pull his face away, he took it all. He kept licking her until Hinata started pushing him, hypersensitive, and only then did he sit up, wipe his mouth with the back of his hand and pull down his thin pants.
His erection weighed on him.
Hinata looked at it and swallowed hard. She reached out and touched him for the first time, a little clumsy, with fingers that were too soft.
Kaito then settled over her, brushed the hair from her face and set the head against her entrance.
“Do you want it, Hinata-chan.”
“Y-yes.” she said. And then said lower, a little dirty. “Put it in. Please.”
Kaito penetrated her slowly. He felt her open centimeter by centimeter, letting her feel every inch, every stretch, the way her pussy sucked him inward despite the fear.
Hinata opened her mouth without sound. Her nails dug into his back.
Kaito stayed still for a few seconds. Then he kissed the corner of her mouth and started to move.
He began slow at first and seeing how Hinata’s breasts moved to the rhythm of his thrusts, he began to speed up.
Hinata clung to his neck and answered with her hips, less and less shy, more and more open.
Minutes of so much stimulation made Hinata let out a high moan, accompanied by an uncontrollable spasm. Then a hot squirt wet Kaito’s lower abdomen.
Kaito then growled, gripped her nape and came inside in pulses, with his forehead resting against hers and his eyes closed.
They stayed like that for a few seconds until Kaito pulled out of her. A thin line of cum came out of her interior the moment he withdrew his cock.
Kaito stroked her cheek with his knuckles.
“You’re beautiful Hinata-chan.”
Hinata blushed completely at the sound of his hoarse voice, full of desire.
Back in the present and seeing how Hinata kept reading a new book with her face red. Kaito laughed, amused.
This girl definitely liked this kind of erotic stories.
Hours later Kaito was left completely alone. He closed the shop and then an interface occupied his entire field of vision.
——DAILY SUMMARY——
Sales: 11 volumes.
Points obtained: 550
Accumulated points: 2450.
TEMPLATE : ——Akagami no Shanks——
Completion: 30%
Kaito read without moving.
Yes, he was a reincarnator. He had reincarnated almost two years ago already in this body. Who was Kurenai’s younger brother.
He inherited the bookstore from his father and then awakened a system that rewarded him at the end of the day for selling book volumes.
If the books purchased were written by him, the amount of points increased enormously. So in this time Kaito had written many books.
Kaito closed the premises and went back to his apartment.
The next day when he returned, an ANBU was waiting for him.
Kaito narrowed his eyes. He thought it would be about yesterday with Hinata. It was understandable she’s the Hyūga princess, but apparently he had been too paranoid.
The ANBU simply notified him that he had a mission and that he was to present himself at the Hokage Tower.
Kaito opened the bookstore. He put on his Jōnin tactical vest and went out again.
This body was only an average Chūnin, but a few months ago Kaito had managed to rise to Jōnin by completing five A-rank missions.
Lately Akatsuki was on the move, and the village had a large part of its assets out on missions.
Whether escort, or to gather information.
There was a lot of demand for personnel. So Tsunade promoted him without much trouble.
….
The tower could be seen at the end of the avenue, white, tall, with the Fire kanji driven into the stone.
Kaito crossed the streets without hurry. Observing a peaceful Konoha as it was described in the story.
His Observation Haki sketched people’s steps a second ahead: a chūnin who was going to bump into him and Kaito stepped aside.
An old woman who was going to greet him, he greeted her first with the same words. Leaving the old woman speechless.
“Hahahaha, how fun.” Kaito couldn’t help laughing inside.
The tower finally stood in front of him. He climbed the stairs and couldn’t help deploying his Haki again. Covering the entire tower.
At the top there was a monstrous chakra signature.
The Godaime Hokage of the Leaf.
Tsunade-hime.
Inside Kaito could recognize three more silhouettes.
Shizune, Yamanaka Ino, and Choji Akimichi.
“Great. A mission with these troublemakers.” Kaito ran a hand over his head.