Alrighty, I wrote this lemon for bigbuxxy on quizilla! Hope you like it! WARNING! Rape style!
here's the link to the rest of the story
You glared: “Kiba-kun that’s no funny!”
Kiba laughed: “Yes it was!”
You: “No, it wasn’t! Now let me go you big jerk!”
Kiba: “I’m sorry to say I can’t do that right now Ayame” you raised an eye brow.
You: “Oh? Why not?”
Kiba: “Because” he sighed “I need you right now…”
You: “For what? What’s wrong?” his face came closer to yours, sliding past your face and he inhaled deeply. You blushed a little.
Kiba: “You smell so good…” your blush got pinker.
You: “What are you talking about? Come on, stop playing around, it’s late and I wanna get home” he tightened his grip on you and his tongue slowly and slightly viscously dragged across your neck to your chin, you went crimson and your eyes widened. What was he doing…?
Kiba: “I need your help right now Ayame… Please…” he bit into your neck making you squirm a little against his grasp.
You whimpered: “W-with what?” one of his hands went down your side to rest his hand at your hip, while he held both your wrist above your head.
Kiba: “I’m in heat right now… And this is the only way I know how to fix it…” You mouth dropped slightly, not believing your ears. …He was in heat? He began leaving hot, wet, open mouth kisses down your neck to your collar bone where he sucked a little, you bit back a moan as your blush got even worse.
You: “B-b-but… Why me?” you asked meekly.
Kiba: “I can’t think of anyone better…” you and Kiba have been best friends for a while now and you kinda had this huge crush on him... But you didn’t want this! Well you kinda did… But not like this! Not here, and not now! You tried to gently push him away.
You: “P-Please pick s-someone else K-Kiba-kun… I can’t do this…” his mouth came up to yours and his lips closed on yours. Your face caught on fire. He pressed his lips against yours, the kiss far from tender. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he forced your mouth apart with his tongue, wholly intent on dominating every part of your being. You relented, though not without a good bout of struggling on your part, and sank back into the hard brick wall behind you as his lips and teeth and tongue stripped you of any sense of self-control you might have held onto. He was relentless. His tongue swiped gently around your mouth, teasing your own with fleeting touches, before he outright attacked you with a rough flourish. He pulled the muscle in and out of your mouth, driving a little crazy.
You moaned into his lips: “Mmm… Kiba-kun…Mmm…” believe it or not, that would a cry to stop. But uh, you didn’t think he was buying it too much.
Kiba growled: “Please Ayame, don’t leave me like this…” You were about to ask ‘like what?’ and but as if he read your mind your ground his hips into your and you felt his more then hard erection. You trembled against him, brushing even harder.
You whimpered: “I can’t… I’m sorry…” Kiba growled and bit into your shoulder and further shoved you into the wall.
Kiba: “I’m not really giving you a choice in the matter.” Your heart raced as you thought over what he was saying.
You: “Wh… What?”
Kiba hungrily whispered into your ear: “You don’t have a choice.” You began to struggle against him, trashing trying to get out of his strong hold. It was no use though, you weren’t a ninja, and you surly couldn’t over power him. He towered over you by at least a good head and his frame was slightly bigger then your petite one.
You pleaded: “K-kIba… Please stop…!” He kissed you again to silence you, you in a slight panic and could focus on nothing but the man thinking about rapping you. You started to struggle again, trying to shove him away from you long enough to run away and hide till your was out of this stage. But nothing you did worked. The hand that wasn’t holding your hands above your head was sailing around your body looking for treasure, his first stop; you’re a bit large breast. He began needing them tenderly causing you to sensuously moan into his mouth.
Kiba rasped: “Do you not want this?” His kiss trailed down, to your jaw. Your throat. His hand that had been on your breast trailed down, down, under your shirt, through your strapless bra, and...He flicked a hardened, aroused nipple. You whimpered quietly, and moaned quietly, and prayed that he wouldn’t hear it. His hand pulled the bra down still and that said hand began cupping your breast. Moving... Touching. Your eyes rolled back in pleasure, and you fisted your hands and bit your lip hard to stop your body from vibrating.
Kiba growled: “I can smell you,” he nipped at your skin more “You smell of lust.”
You: “I—you—” His thumb rolled over a nipple. You moaned, so softly. This was no happening! You could not let him rape you! He was warm, and solid, and you could feel him, you could feel him all over. He soon became frustrated with your shirt and pulled it over your and threw it on the ground somewhere. You shook your head and tried to get your hands lose to cover yourself, when that didn’t work, you tried turning your body so you weren’t facing him, That didn’t work either. You tried to struggle again.
Kiba eyed your down lustfully: “You’re gorgeous…” you blushed madly and turned your head to the side feeling him began to play with your large breast. You didn’t want to admit it felt good, you didn’t want admit you wanted him to continue. And you certainly didn’t want to admit you were just aroused as he was. Ok, Maybe not that aroused. And speaking of his arousal… It had stopped grinding against your heating core so he could stand up straight and it was now pressing against your stomach. You gasped as you felt cool air float around your chest and realized he had gotten your bra off.
You: “oh, K-Kiba-d-don’t!” but he wasn’t listening. His mouth fell open on the top of your breast, sucking on the soft, smooth, pale skin there. You felt his hot wet tongue rub your skin, time after time, and after time. It was driving you crazy. Especially since her his free hand was on the under side of your other breast, rubbing slowly and softly driving you mad with pleasure. You just wished he was would do something-anything to your needing nipples. You bit your lip to keep you from begging him to touch you there. You began writhing beneath, wanting do something other then what he was doing. You let out a soft cry and he finally began twisting your left nipple with his free hand and sucking on your right. You let out a very faint sigh and accidently arched your back causing your chest to be pushed closer to him. He chuckled.
Kiba: “Sounds to me you want me to do this…?”
You shook your head: “N-no! Pl-please stop!”
Kiba: ”I’m afraid I can’t…” your eyes began to well with tears as your felt his hand slid down from your breast, to your stomach, and downward till he was in your skirt, cupping your sex threw your underwear with his hand applying pressure. You whimpered as you tried anything that would make him stop, nothing was working. He was restless in this state, and nothing was going to get threw with him until it was over. You didn’t want this… You wanted him… But not like this… You wanted him to want you for you, nit just because he was in heat. He rubbed it a little, causing a moan to erupt from with in you despite the pain in your heart. His middle finger push up, causing you to emit squeaks and whimpers as he wormed his way into you. He began pumping as you soaked your panties with your aroused juices and pleaded for him to stop. When he did, it was at the worst time too. You cried in need but he ignored you.
Kiba whispered: “I can’t take it anymore… Your sent is driving me insane…” his voice was horse from lust. You heard a zipper and your eyes widened as he pulled out his huge, hard dick. You blushed madly and tried to hold back your tears.
You began to struggle again: “Kiba no! Don’t! I’m begging you!” began rolling up your skirt and you trembled with fear. “Please don’t… I’m… A virgin…” it was true, you have never had sex before, in the eighteen years of your life. And the thought of his size ripping away your virginity make you scared. Kiba paused for a minute.
Kiba: “…I’m sorry then…” you felt tears began to fall down your cheeks but Kiba began licking them away and took your mouth with his. That did make you feel a little better… But that quickly went away when he picked your up so your legs were wrapped around his waist and your felt his throbbing erect press against your shielded woman hood. He let go of your hands so he could move your panties to the side and with one quick trust, he was deeply inside you. If your mouth had not been locked with his, the whole village would have heard you scream. It hurt so much… Not only to have your insides being stretched to accommodate him, but the feeling of knowing that your best friend/crush rapped you in an ally in the middle of the night. You knew it wasn’t his fault for being in heat… But why did have to come to you? You trembled as tears ran down your face and your innocent blood dripped onto the ground. Being that your hands were now free, your wrapped them around his neck for support and needing to hold on something. You broke the kiss and buried your face onto his shoulder crying saying things like ‘why’ and ‘it hurts’ he ignored you though, and once he thought you were ready he began slowly rocking his hips into you, creating delicate little trust to help you feel better. You slightly, but only because when most of the pain subsided, you actually felt a little pleasure. And soon, it even became a little enjoyable.
You moaned: “Kiba…” he growled in your in response as you licked and nibbled on your ear and picked up the pace. The fact that his fingers left you where you were about to explode, it didn’t long for you to cum. Kiba grunted, obliviously not ready and you came alone. He pulled out to your surprise though and let you down, you thought it was oh how you were praying it was over, but you were sadly mistaken.
Kiba huffed: “Get on your hands and knees, Ayame” his tone wasn’t mean, but it wasn’t exactly nice either. You did as you were and got on your hands and knees thinking he was just going to make you give him a blow job seeing as though he was still a while off from orgasm and reached for his twitching with anticipation man hood.
Kiba chuckled: “Wrong way” you gave him a puzzled look and twisted your head slightly confused, “Turn that way” he pointed in the direction ahead of him and you nodded not really knowing why he told you to do this. But the second you felt hi pulled up your skirt again and ripped your underwear off it hit you.
Your thoughts: ‘He’s going to do this… Doggy style!?’ you knew it probably shouldn’t’ come to a shock to you, seeing as though the Inuzuka clan were so close their K-9 companions, but you were still shocked. You jerked your around and tear starting to flow again.
You: “No Kiba please!” but he just slammed in anyway. Knowing that it was going to hurt like Hell for you, Kiba quickly put his hand over your mouth as just as you screamed bloody murder. Hell was an under statement, words couldn’t explain the pain your felt right now. You felt as though you were dying. Tears poured down your face this time, no warmth, no comfort, nothing to hold on to but the cold hard ground. He began trusting into you, holding your hips to bring them to meet his, just you cried threw the whole possess. You didn’t know how long it took, but suddenly you felt him shudder and a warm coating liquid filled you and you knew he’d cum. Thank god. When he pulled out he panted for a while then stopped. It was quiet for a really long time. The only thing heard were your quiet sobs.
Kiba: “…Ayame?” finally he had returned to normal. You burst into you tears but didn’t say anything, he immediately dove to your side and held you tightly to his body. “I’m so sorry, Ayame, I can’t believe I did that to you… I had no idea what I was doing… Please forgive me…” you nodded and sniffled, snuggling into him trying to gain his body heat.
You: “It’s ok Kiba-kun… I understand…”
Kiba: “How much did I hurt you? Are you ok?”
You: “I’m fine… Just a little sore…”
Kiba: “This will never happen again, I swear” You nodded and tired to stop crying but you couldn’t. “I never meant for you to get hurt… I’m so sorry… “
You chocked your tears: “It’s ok… It’s just that…”
Kiba: “Just what, tell me please”
You: “It’s just that… I’m glad it was you to take my innocents… But I didn’t want it to happen like that…” he looked a little surprised.
Kiba: “You… wanted me to?” you looked down and blushed a little, having confused to him. He picked up your chin and gently kissed your lips. “I can show you what it’s supposed to feel like, if you’ll let me?” you blushed even more, but then smiled and nodded, your tears stopped.
You: “I would like that…” he smiled and picked you up bridal style and carried you home.