Inspired by a drawing made by @niobil . It's adult themed and tumblr hates that so the link is on the ao3 page...
One thing about having a partner whose Clan didn't approve of their relationship was how hard it was for them to meet outside missions– Hiashi hated Lee with all of his rotten soul, for distracting his nephew from his training and whatever else, that was his excuse when they were younger. After the war, Neji’s cursed seal had faded away, and so he had no real way to punish him for any senseless or conservative reason he could think of.
There was always something to criticize and hate on his nephew, and Lee would compliment and make him feel loved twice as hard. His boyfriend claimed not to care about the comments anymore, yet there was always an odd shine on his lavender gaze whenever he commented that his uncle was being an ass once more, the only time he truly revealed some pain.
In their relationship, soon the taijutsu master soon learnt how to sneak into the compound, avoiding guards and unknown onlookers with the quietness any decent ninja had; nobody ever caught him, not even his own boyfriend noticed him until he knocked on his window, startling him by mere accident. Lee grinned at him with a thumbs up, receiving a roll of eyes and a soft smile in response, plus some welcome kisses as soon as he was able to step into his room. The window was closed and curtains lowered in a heartbeat to avoid any kind of suspicion, if anyone was still awake at that time. There were books and paperwork on Neji’s desk, ink and a pen– after his injuries he'd been appointed as pretty much an assistant to his uncle, unable to become the direct heir yet helping with his Clan stuff in the shadows. He wasn't able to fight anymore, though, so his ninja years were over.
“I wasn't expecting you to arrive so soon, my lotus,” the brunet mumbled, his voice as soft as his gaze, his hands brushing off any dust or dirt he was able to see on the other man. “I've got so much to do… but you're more important than any of these things.”
Lee felt a familiar warmth crawling through his cheeks, and he chuckled, still embarrassed with such compliments even after five years into their relationship. He took off his shoes and laid on the bed, patting the space beside him without a word. His boyfriend smiled and sat down on his side, humming as the taijutsu master lazily got up for one kiss then another, unable to let go of his lips.
And god, Lee was getting closer to him, pretty much sitting down on his crotch without a word; moving his hips so their members met, rubbing against Neji in complete silence, his tongue slipping towards his mouth– he'd be lying if he said that didn't turn him on, but he broke the kiss, already panting.
“No, we're in the compound, we– we can't, love,” the brunet whispered, receiving a pout in response. “I'm sorry… if we're caught, I don't know…”
“I need you, Neji. Please?” Lee replied, using those puppy eyes of his that were super effective against the Hyuga, who observed him for a moment with all the sternness of the world.
A heartbeat, and it seemed like tears would fall at any time from those dark orbs he liked so much– he couldn't… he wouldn't allow him to cry for such a trivial thing. Neji let out a groan and placed his hand on his partner's cheek, giving him a little peck before talking once more.
“Well, it's... Whatever. We have to be quiet. Can you do that?” he mumbled, noticing immediately how his boyfriend brightened up, already lowering his pants (he thought he was in his jumpsuit, why were most of his clothes pretty much the same?).
“Yes! Of course!" Lee replied, and Neji soon imitated him, only then realizing how hard the two were for each other. A craving they both had for days, weeks… the length of the Jounin’s mission. “Ooh, can I… well, I want to, um… do something different tonight. Would that be alright, dear?”
“Do whatever you'd like with me. I'm going to enjoy it,” Neji mumbled, his hands slipping underneath his companion's shirt, trailing his abdomen with his fingers while waiting for the other man to make the first move.
Usually, Lee was the one to take the lead– he was too embarrassed to say he actually desired something else that night, his blush making his blood boil somehow. He looked for lube on the pouch he always brought for missions, knowing well he'd saved some just for his meeting with his beloved… there it was! It was odd to put the gel on his own entrance, and his partner seemed confused until he understood what he desired, giving him a hand with his own fingers.
Pressing deep inside every now and then, using the excuse of lube to finger him while using his gentle fist technique, sending a bit of chakra through him yet always remaining gentle– careful enough not to hurt him, moving just right.
“Aah, Neji…” Lee whimpered as his partner spread his fingers inside of him, grabbing his shirt and biting on it before producing any more sounds.
“You're too tight, so this might take some time. Let me know when to stop,” Neji replied, using his other hand to place the head of his penis on Lee’s entrance, making his legs tremble in response. “You seem tired. Why don't you sit down for a while?”
He almost seemed to purr with his words, and the taijutsu master didn't know what made him more horny– his partner's teasing or having him inside, caressing his sore muscles without addressing anything at all. Lee slowly bent down, rubbing his ass against his boyfriend's dick, closing his eyes while his clothes suppressed his moans.
The fact that Neji was using his free hand to massage him drove him crazy, and it was worse when he leaned in to kiss his bare abdomen, sucking on his skin while keeping eye contact at all times– judging where to bite and where not to by his reactions, lifting his hips up after some heartbeats, trying to see if it hurt or not.
“Mmmore… Nejiii… pleaasee!” was all Lee could mumble, unable to wait for much longer– he held his partners by his shoulders, resting his body on his own while lowering his hips, slowly sitting down on Neji’s member while his body got used to him.
Waiting was honestly the worst part of them all, and he wasn't the best at that– so he started going up and down, jumping on the other man’s dick without a rush, letting it slip even deeper after some seconds; it was easy thanks to the lube, though it made him desperate as Neji just stayed still, hugging his waist while nibbling on his chest. Probably his hands would leave a mark on his hips as well, but he couldn't care less.
“Is that all you can do?” the Hyuga teased, looking straight into him. Into his soul. “I was expecting more, judging by how needy you’re tonight. I'm very disappointed.”
“Mmrmfh!” Lee replied, chewing on his shirt once more or else he'd start to moan, and he'd promised not to be too loud… the thrill of knowing Hiashi might kill them upon sight made everything hotter, somehow.
He was already starting to feel precum falling from his member, and his worry was that perhaps it'd ruin his partner's robe, as he'd only lowered his pants just enough to fuck him. Neji didn't seem to mind, scratching his back and trying to push him down while raising his groin – managing to hit the spot that made Lee see stars, his legs becoming jelly as he continued jumping on his boyfriend, faster and faster with every thrust.
“Fuck, Lee, I’m– so close…” Neji grunted, his hold on Lee becoming stronger, their bodies almost blending into each other.
“Mmneejiii…” he whimpered at the same time, closing his eyes –
His whole being was on fire, and soon Lee reached his climax, whimpering through his clothes as his legs gave up– by mere accident he ended up sitting completely on top of Neji’s member, who grunted and continued thrusting on him for some time before cumming as well, judging by his groan and how full the taijutsu master fell from a second to another; a warm liquid fell through his entrance and it made him blush, finally letting go of his shirt to rest on his partner's chest, hiding his face on the crook of his neck without a word.
They were struggling to recover their breath at the same time, their hearts beating too quickly after making love– a common occurrence, yet it wasn't less intense just because time went by. Neji slowly rested his back on the mattress, getting comfortable while Lee snuggled on him with a smile, content and satisfied.
“Aah… good job, Lee. You were quieter than I'd expected,” the brunet mumbler as soon as he could speak, chuckling softly when his boyfriend just hummed, too tired to do much else. “Sorry, I know that's hard… I'm still trying to convince my uncle to let me move away from here.”
“Mm, I am happy wherever. I just need you beside me,” Lee replied with a sleepy smile, chuckling when his boyfriend played with his bowl cut.
“I'm tired of hiding like this. I love you so much, and I hate that I can't be with you like Hinata and Naruto are,” Neji mumbled, to which the younger man turned around to look at him, kissing his cheek in silence. “I want to marry you, Lee. I hate not being allowed to.”
His cheeks burnt with that, though his companion perhaps didn't realize what he'd actually said or else he'd become shy. Lee couldn't help his grin and more kisses, which were accepted without any kind of complaint.
“Ah, I would love to be your husband, and… you do not have the seal anymore, you are free! And we could manage, only you and I– if that is what you want,” the taiijutsu master whispered, looking away as he spoke, fidgeting with his fingers. “I could get more missions, so you can rest when the pain is too strong… as long as I am with you, I will be the happiest man on earth, my sweet Neji.”
There was quietness, but something in his partner's gaze seemed… softer. Considering the proposal maybe? Neji wrapped him in his arms and closed his eyes, resting his forehead against Lee’s without a word. Though something told the black haired man that his rival was content, even if anyone who looked at him would say the contrary. After all, he knew him better than anyone else.
And maybe, when they woke up and weren't too tired, they'd start arranging a plan to spend the rest of their lives together at last– not afraid of anyone or anything at all.
Made this rewrite of the end of chapter 608 bc me and my friends wanted to see gai being the one to stand up for kakashi instead of naruto and just rip obito up. We know gai would’ve been seeing red at hearing him degrade his rival. (Plus it parallels baby gai trying to beat up those chunin for mocking his dad.) Reads Left to right bc i forgot to make it right to left whoopsies.
okay so niche compliment maybe, but i’m a hairdresser and an artist. the way you draw lee’s hair, specifically the layers, is perfect. i love that the layers, even when they move, never go beyond the angle of his jaw- this honors the shape of the haircut AND the shape of the head beneath the hair.
also you use different thicknesses of pieces/strands that are “out of place” (when the wind blows, when he tilts his head) perfectly! it reacts to environment but is also a part of it’s own micro expression. which is especially important when you’re not using
COLOR!!
you might do this subconsciously. but you have a real eye for it.
love.
thank you so much i love when people pick up on the little things i do in my drawings even when it seems like there's not much to them haha 😆 it's nice hearing i'm at lesst doing Something right from an expert in said field, highly appreciate it and i'll try to keep it up 🫶
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