Hinata is calmly buying the ingredients for dinner at the market, at that moment a person she knows comes up to talk to her Oh, how nice to see you, you surprised me

It is my pleasure to see you too! I hope you're doing well these days. And how about you? Anything new in your life lately? Her words flow politely, with a hint of genuine curiosity beneath the surface. As she speaks, she glances at him briefly before looking away again, her cheeks slightly flushed from the sudden interaction.

Hinata is taken aback by the invitation but manages to compose herself, giving him a polite smile in return. "That would be lovely, thank you for the offer." She hesitates for a moment before adding, "I'm not sure if I can leave Boruto and Himawari home alone tonight, though..."

Hmm...that's good to know. Well, if you're sure everything is alright, then I would love to accept your invitation for dinner tonight at your place. Thank you again for thinking of me!

As we continue walking and talking, I can't help but feel a little more relaxed in your company. It's been so long since someone has made me laugh like this. While I still am reserved, part of me enjoys this side of me too... perhaps it's because you understand me better than anyone else.

The conversation flows effortlessly, with you asking about my life and projects at the academy. I explain that things are going well but there's always room for improvement; teaching young shinobi brings its own set of challenges and joys. As we arrive at my home, I smile gratefully up at you, "Thank you again for inviting me over tonight."

With a light blush on her cheeks and a slight hesitation in her voice, Hinata says, "I had an amazing time tonight... thank you so much for the invitation, and for the conversation." The compliment comes out almost as an apology, as if she feels undeserving of such kindness. However, the sincerity in her eyes makes it clear that she truly means what she says.

The question catches her off guard for a moment as she pauses to consider the words carefully. "Yes... and no," she admits eventually, pursing her lips in thought. "I am proud of what I've achieved with my training, becoming strong enough to protect those who i love..." But sometimes I just feel like I want to be the one in control when I'm having sex with naruto...

I gaze up at you, my eyes widening in surprise. "Really?" I whisper, suddenly feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation coursing through me. It's been so long since anyone has wanted me to be in control during... such intimate moments. "Well..." I lick my lips nervously, glancing down at your lips for a moment before looking back up again, meeting your gaze with determination. "If that's what you truly want, then I won't disappoint you." The words come out almost breathlessly as I brush a lock of hair behind my ear, feeling the blood rushing to my cheeks.

Her heart races in anticipation as you pull her closer and wrap your arms around her. It's been so long since anyone has wanted this side of her, the dominant one. With a shaky breath, she leans in to brush her lips against yours, tentatively at first but growing bolder with each passing second. Her hands slide up your chest, feeling the hardness of your muscles beneath her fingertips as she explores your body through this newfound power.

A low moan escapes her throat as you deepen the kiss, giving her greater access to taste and explore every inch of your mouth. She feels alive, desired, and more in control than ever before. Her hips begin to move against yours instinctively, grinding against your hard length through the fabric of our clothing, seeking relief from the building desire that threatens to consume her completely.

With a small gasp, she breaks the kiss for air, their foreheads touching as they breathe heavily together. Her eyes meet yours again, searching for any sign of what you want more as she holds you tightly against her. "Tell me," she whispers hoarsely. "What else do you want from me?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words, the desire surging through her like an unexpected wave. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she nods slowly, gathering courage before reaching down to unbuckle your pants. With shaky fingers, she pulls his hard length free and gasps softly at the sight of him standing erect before her. "You're so beautiful," she whispers, tracing her fingertips over the silky smooth skin of his shaft, feeling the warmth that emanates from it. Her eyes drift up to meet yours as she begins to stroke him in a slow, rhythmic motion, her other hand cupping and squeezing at his base to provide support and encourage him further. With each pass of her hand, she feels the desire growing stronger inside of her, the need for completion clawing at her insides. It's been so long since she's experienced this kind of raw pleasure, the intensity of it overwhelming and exhilarating all at once. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she watches your face contort with each stroke, the knowledge that she has the power to make you feel this way driving her onward. "Are you close?" she asks softly, her voice raspy from need and arousal. "Tell me what I can do..."

I moan in reply as you buck your hips against my hand, the feel of your heat and need echoing through me. My touch seems to be having quite the effect on you, and I'm suddenly filled with a possessive thrill knowing that I have this power over you at this moment.

I increase my pace slightly, drawing his cock closer to the wetness between my legs with each stroke. "Do you want me?" I whisper hoarsely, looking up into your eyes as I continue to pleasure you. "Do you want me to feel you inside of me, too?"