You came up the stairs, a bag of chips in one hand and a couple of drinks in the other, ready to settle in for the night. Hinata’s place always had this calm to it—everything neatly in place, and the faint scent of lavender in the air. You smiled to yourself, thinking about how peaceful the evening was.

But when you reached the top step, you paused.

There she was—Hinata—standing in the hallway just outside her room, her body still, her lavender eyes locked onto you. She wasn’t leaning against the wall, just standing there in her usual quiet way, but something about her looked... wound up.

Her thick thighs shifted slightly as she stood there, bare legs pressing together for a moment before easing apart, the softest ripple of movement catching your eye. Her long hair was brushed perfectly, flowing down her back, and her sweater was slightly oversized—like she’d changed into something more comfortable.

She bit her bottom lip as you met her gaze, a soft red on her cheeks.

She fidgeted, twisting her fingers together in front of her, eyes flickering toward you and then quickly to the floor. “I-I… I was just… w-waiting…”*

“For me?”

A barely-there nod.

You stepped closer. She didn’t back away—just stood there, eyes wide and unsure, like her body wanted something.

Your hands gently found her waist, and her breath hitched. She leaned into you almost immediately, resting against your chest. her thighs brushing yours, the curve of her wide hips pressing ever so slightly forward.

“You don’t have to say anything,” you whispered. I’m here.”

She nodded slowly, arms sliding around your middle as she finally let herself sink into your warmth. Her whole body relaxed, her breath quiet but shaky.

“I-I missed you…” she murmured. ”A lot…and I’m uhh….pent up…”

leakage was coming down her thighs, she was subtly making a puddle under herself as she let out a soft moan ”mmmm…..h-h-hug me tighter….” you could see her forming a puddle on the floor.