Eeep! Why hello there! I am Glerb and this is my first time, so be gentle. ;) This story is MATURE. So if you are under 18 turn back now! Or you will never be able to regain your innocence. So far, I am thinking that this is just a little one-shot. Kind of a practice run, testing the waters and all. However, if anyone actually reads, enjoys, reviews, and encourages it to grow then I am willing to try!

I DON'T OWN NARUTO.

Ice cold eyes stared into softening bright blue ones. The door was still slightly ajar allowing the cold air to seep into the once warm kitchen space. The cold draft however, was not responsible for the chill quickly running marathons up and down Naruto's spine.

Eyes that used to only be capable of warm loving gazes and shy wilting looks were waging a war on the blond now. It didn't take very long for Naruto to submit and poor his bowl of wondrously delicious ramen down the sink and rinse thoroughly to rid the kitchen of any trace.

"We talked about this, Naruto," came the uncharacteristically angry voice. Even with so much anger in it, it was still silky and smooth.

Naruto gave a sheepish smile in hopes of getting one in return and when the woman only continued glaring he approached her with necessary caution and apologetic eyes. He gently wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his body.

"I know, sweetheart, I know," he cooed in her ear and started to sway them gently, "it's just that I thought you wouldn't be home for a little longer."

She became rigid in his arms and he immediately stilled in regret. Apparently that had been the wrong thing to say. For the past few months doing and saying the wrong thing had become a serious problem for Naruto. He had always had the habit but this was the first time in his life he noticed just how much of a problem it really was.

He knew that part of becoming Hokage would mean learning some tact but he had a sneaking suspicion that his relationship required much more tact than his future position ever would. The wrath of the little woman in his arms was far more intimidating than his allies' probable anger at his fumbling of words.

The soft woman ripped herself from his grasp and stalked away toward the door without even looking back. Naruto stood entirely still and gaping. What to do? She grabbed a scarf and turned to leave the way she had come.

"Wait, honey," Naruto began softly but stopped when she spun around quickly and pinned him with a glare that would put the Uchiha to shame. Naruto's voice froze as he contemplated his options.

"What?!" she huffed angrily placing a hand on her hip, accentuating the delicious curve of her body and her protruding tummy in her lavender dress. She wasn't bursting yet, but every time he looked at her his tongue would go numb and he couldn't help but get lost in everything that was her. His beautiful Hinata, mother to his unborn child, and the perfect match to his soul.

She was so fucking hot when she was mad! Naruto was staring intently at her pouted pink lips. Just imagining how they felt all over his body, swallowing him and how her lashes would bat as she looked up to him.

Wait! He thought, No, Hina is mad! But gosh those lips…

His eyes grazed from her pouting lips to her soft neck being wrapped in a pale gray scarf and he was distracted by the way her deft hands plucked stray hairs out of the scarf and smoothed the long raven locks down the delicious curve of her back.

He had never had a great attention span to begin with.

Naruto was unconsciously moving forward when Hinata called him again angrily. His eyes immediately snapped to Hinata's and she paused in her angry huffing and stared into his eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.

How long had it been? He had been so busy and when he was with her he was taking careful care of her and he hadn't had a chance recently to really be with her. Not the way his body was screaming for him to be with her now.

"N-na Naruto!" she tried to hold onto her righteous anger but her determination weakened at the sight of the dark hunger in her lover's gaze. The predatory gleam had her traitorous body singing with unrestrained lust. To have him look at her this way when she felt as big as a house, and her feet were swollen, and she was always so damn moody! and snapping at him like a she-witch! and then he would look at her like this and—and she'd melt entirely. Like a sweet popsicle left out in the hot sun, all sticky and wet.

Her stuttering his name sent a shock to his already aching dick. She didn't usually stutter anymore and Naruto tried as often as he could to frazzle her to the point where she couldn't help the adorable speech impediment from resurfacing. It pissed her off, but Naruto loved her pissed, he loved her any way he could get her.

Her face went from red with anger to flushed with heat and she took a careful step back as the predator advanced on her with the grace of a hunter. She loved when he got like this, so wild and out of control. She immediately felt guilt for all her hormonal attacks of anger lately. She was constantly angry with him, pushing him away, and all he ever did was smile and apologize in that wonderfully adorable way that managed to only make her angrier. She was awful and he was always spoiling her. He practically encouraged it!

She was backing up nervously until her back was to the front door that led into their kitchen and sitting room. He was directly in front of her and the only part of them that was touching was her slightly protruding belly and his straining groin. She looked up into his face, so open and adoring, his gaze filled with need; she couldn't help but swell with guilt at how horrible she had been. She looked away quickly and he froze for a moment his arms half raised and reaching around her. He moved his body and positioned so they weren't touching but were somehow still closer than before.

He leaned in past her face so she could no longer see his gleaming blue eyes and placed his mouth over her ear breathing softly.

"I am sorry, my love," he whispered with such sweet sincerity in her ear that her heart felt like it was breaking, "I know I only make things harder for you. I know the smell of ramen makes you queasy, and you don't like the scratchy feel of your hair against your neck, and that right about now your back starts to hurt right here."

He placed his hand against her lower back above her bottom and began gently kneading the area.

"and that your feet are swollen and you don't really want to go outside right now in the cold. So please, stay and I promise to be good."

His tall frame was bowed over her as he massaged her, only touching her back and leaning his head on her soft shoulder, nuzzling into the gray scarf. Everything about their touching now was of chaste comfort, but Hinata could still feel the strain their proximity was having on both of them.

"Oh, Naruto," she sighed her head falling to the side until it met his and she kissed the top of his silky golden hair. At the contact he reached past her and swiftly locked their front door. He then pulled back enough to reach his hand to gently untie and unravel her gray scarf revealing the column of her pail and delicate neck to his gaze. He tenderly moved his hand across her neck sweeping her hair away and up.

He then swooped down so swiftly she hadn't time to react and her limbs awkwardly flailed around her pudgy stomach and she giggled despite her-self as he picked her up as if she was as light as a feather.

"Naruto!" she giggled in weak protest as he smiled down at her, carrying her to their bedroom like he had on their wedding night.

"What would you like love?" he asked with a mischievous smile that made her melt inside, "a foot rub? Full body massage? Hot cocoa with whipped cream and cinnamon? I could make cookies too."

He placed her in the middle of the bed on a throne of pillows meant for her and he maneuvered her shoes off of her sore feet without having to be asked. He kissed each delicate foot before placing it back on the bed and moving back up to her face hovering above her. His face was contemplative as he thought of different things he could get for her.

"I could make you all your favorite desserts! We have flour and sugar and chocolate!" His excitement at the idea was so bright and childish that her smile grew as well, in an imitation of the one now dwarfing her love's face.

She snorted and tried to cover her face immediately at the noise but kept laughing anyway.

"You could not!" she was giggling at the idea, "you would set the house on fire!"

He looked back to her with a mock frown that turned into a true blue Naruto grin as he took in her giggling face.

"For you I could do anything," he laughed brushing the bangs out of her face but she could hear the very serious promise in his words, his gaze turned serious as he took in her appearance, he was staring long and hard like all the answers to all of his problems were in her eyes. Suddenly their bedroom was quiet accept for both of their breathing.

"What?" she whispered fidgeting. She would never quite get used to the way Naruto looked at her. The way he really looked and saw her completely. She hoped she never did.

"You," he whispered and his eyes smiled while the rest of his face held complete awe and reverence. His hand tentatively touched her stomach and then he pressed it more firmly feeling the life within, "you are absolutely perfect."

Hinata's face flushed further and she placed a delicate palm over his on her stomach. There they were on their bed, in their house, both feeling their child growing from the combined strength of their love and she believed him.

To Naruto she was perfect and he would really do, be, or get anything for her. It was such an overwhelming moment to her that she felt tears prickle in her eyes and roll down her cheeks onto her neck, of course it could have been her ridiculous flailing hormones. Naruto watched the tears dissent avidly, he leaned forward and kissed their tracks from her neck up to her fluttering eye lids.

"I only ever want you to cry like this, with such a happy expression, and so much love," he whispered reverently trying not to break their spell of peace.

When he tried to move back she gripped his head holding him at eye level with her. She smiled shyly at him knowing exactly what such a half lidded gaze would do to her Naruto.

"I know what I want," she whispered into the mingling air between them.

"Anything."

"Kiss me, Naru."

She had the distinct pleasure of watching the blue of his wide eyes shrink as his pupils dilated and his lips parted as a gush of wind left him and fanned her lashes and cheeks, his resolve faltered and he searched her face as he lowered his whiskered cheeks until their lips met.

He initiated a gentle and sweet kiss that Hinata quickly took over, she courageously traced Naruto's warm wide lips with her soft pink tongue and he groaned opening his mouth and allowing Hinata entrance. She attacked full heartedly and Naruto struggled to control himself and preserve the little sanity he had managed to conjure back in the kitchen before he jumped his delicate and pregnant wife.

She wasn't having any of it though. Her arms which had been grazing his well-toned back through the layers of his clothes suddenly grasped his green vest and tugged snapping the careful hold he had and bringing the two into intimate contact. His bulging erection was straining through his pants and her dress against her round tummy. Her breasts pressed against him snuggly through their clothes; suddenly they both felt very over dressed for the occasion.

He made sure to keep as much weight as he could on his knees that were straddling the woman he loved lest he crush her and his child with his fervor to be buried inside her torturous warmth. He had moved from the kiss to sucking on her wondrously sweet neck. His nipping and sucking became less playful and more ravenously possessive by the second. She only egged him on with pants and moans for more and the occasional tug on his wild hair and his now disheveled uniform.

"Please," she whispered as she tugged on his vest zipper caught between them with anger. She couldn't get a grip on the damn thing and stay connected to her love at the same time. Naruto groaned into her neck making her give a full body shiver and soft moan in return. Naruto sat up on his knees and looked down at his pleading wife with unsure eyes.

"Are you sure?" he asked uncertain of his ability to give her what she wanted without unintentionally causing her or the baby some kind of harm. But even his concern couldn't hide the deep seated need, he wanted this too, "but your back might hurt you later, sweety."

Naruto watched as she pouted through her panting. The look on her face! He nearly lost it and jumped her at the sight. His sweet, sexy girl panting and pouting up at him her lavender eyes begging for his touch.

"But you promised," she whispered seductively, "you promised I could have anything. All I want is you."

"Don't move a muscle," Naruto's voice was a growl and instantly he was tearing off his vest and moving away from the grinning woman to remove the rest of his burdensome clothing. When he was entirely nude he glided over her still clothed form and watched her blushing grinning face take him in. He could nearly feel her gaze like caressing fingertips across his body. His body hummed in memory of her touch and painful anticipation, however this wasn't about Naruto. It was about the beautiful woman pinned under him.

She began to raise her hands from her sides, reaching for Naruto but he was quick to halt her movement. He pinned her arms to her sides in gentle but unmovable restraints. She looked into his eyes questioningly and Naruto grinned back with a mischievous twinkle that took her breath away. She cursed him for his ability to control her so completely with one look, but to be fair she knew it was a power she too possessed.

"I hadn't given you permission to move, love," he whispered and leaned forward to peck her lips. The way he held her arms immobilized her in place and she wasn't able to trap him in the kiss. He quickly moved away from her lips and kissed down her neck, stopping occasionally to lave at her sweet spots, then he nuzzled the skin just above the neckline of her dress, the oversensitive skin of her heavy breasts. She already had generous proportions before the pregnancy and now Naruto was barely capable of coming up for air from them.

"So much clothes on," he whispered into the sensitive skin there and she shivered and gave an involuntary whimper. She could feel his grin pressing into her flesh and her face heated again.

"Naruto," her voice was breathy and pleading. She didn't have to voice what she wanted; Naruto always knew what she needed. He sat up over her and pulled her into a reclined position over her throne of pillows until she was nearly sitting up.

"Let's see you, love," his generally bright blue eyes were darkened and his gaze heavy over her had her aching to be exposed for him. He scooted back and away from her, giving her a warning look when she attempted to follow his movements.

From the edge of the bed he began tugging on the warm legging like pants she wore under her dress. He skimmed his hands across her long wonderful legs until he reached the hem under her skirt purposely avoiding any overly sensitive areas then he bent her legs one at a time and pulled the pants off. Naruto was suddenly mesmerized by the new skin of her creamy legs before him. His hands became glued to them, he cupped her calves in his palms and slid his hands to the sensitive underside of her knees, making her squirm under his feather light touch. As he moved upward he took the edge of the dress up with him.

He traced his hands over the inside of her silky smooth thighs and she watched his face with anticipation as he explored. She was chewing a whole through her lip. He slid his hands to her outer thigh and moved upward taking the skirt with it and met hip without obstruction. She was bared before him; he froze and his intense dark gaze met her eyes and she felt as if his gaze had struck her like lightning. Her insides coiled under the intensity and she quivered in anticipation.

One of his hands glided in feather like touches around her hip to her lower belly in agonizing slow motions.

"My love?" his voice alone was going to be her undoing the way it dropped to such a low tremble, "I believe someone has been awfully naughty."

Hinata whimpered as his feather light touch hovered above her hot wet mound, not yet touching.

"Such a naughty girl, my love, to be angry with me today when you wanted this all along, didn't you?" his voice was a whisper and a growl and she couldn't look away from his heated gaze.

"Here, I was thinking you needed some space, or a foot rub, maybe some sweets, and all my sweet girl wanted a spanking didn't she?" his words and inaction were driving Hinata mad and she was squirming uncomfortably and praying for friction, "Why else would you not be wearing any panties?"

As he finished his hand cupped her naked pussy with a pressure that had her straining. She needed him inside her five minutes ago and he was dragging this out to torture her. His thumb slipped into the slit and flicked at her swollen nub with precise and slow movements rubbing her into a frenzy. He looked her right in the eyes with such a hungry gaze that she couldn't break free. His long middle finger slipped in and circled her tight entrance teasingly without entering.

"Naruto!" she hissed and panted her eyes pleading and demanding, "I want you inside me, now!"

Naruto removed his hand from the hot wet core and licked the juices off his palm and fingers with an animalistic grin. His teeth more a set of razor sharp fangs than when he was younger, his cheek bones were sharped and his chin harder, all together he looked much more wild, it was believable now that he had the nine tail demon inside him. He lifted her and had the dress off in a lighting quick motion and her bra disappeared within seconds.

He was hovering over her and at her entrance before she could blink. His face was over hers; their breath mingling, he crashed his lips to hers and pulled back to whisper into her open mouth.

"Anything."

In one swift motion he was buried inside of her to the hilt their bodies connecting in the most intimate of ways though he was careful to keep any pressure off of her stomach and the precious cargo within. She had no idea how he showed the control necessary but was grateful he did, because she wouldn't have been able to.

She lost any bit of sanity she had left at the first torturous plunge of his manhood into her pliant core. She had feared she was too small but they made it work somehow and work it did. His long drags and the twist of his hips had her legs wrapping around him, her arms trying to pull him against her until they merged into one entity.

His panting in her ear urged even louder noises from her throat.

"Hina, Hina, Hina, Hinata" he whispered a mantra like prayer to her and she clawed at his muscled back sucking in air.

"Oh gosh Naru!" she shouted as one of his hands slipped between them and began rubbing at her sensitive spot in time to his thrusts. It felt as if he had barely made contact before her body froze, her breath hitched as she stilled at the precipice.

"NARUTO!" and she fell, her body releasing a flush of juices around the rock hard member lodged deep within her.

He held her gently rocking in time with her aftershocks until her breathing returned and he pulled out his still hard dick, groaning himself.

Hinata whimpered at the loss and tried to hold him in place but he grabbed her arms and placed them by her sides and kissed her sweaty brow.

"Love, it'll be too much for you and the baby," he whispered breathlessly trying to sound strong in the decision but Hinata knew him well enough that she could still persuade him otherwise with the right inspiration, "shush now and get some rest."

"Naruto," she said his name with such need that the man groaned, his eyes closed tight his own forehead pressed to hers, "Naruto, I want to please you too, baby."

There naked and straining between her legs Naruto tried to muster his abundance of self-control that he had gained over the years in training and meditation. An abundance that seemed as small as an ant before a boot when faced with the natural force that was Hinata. He shook his head against her's, his eyes still screwed shut so he wouldn't have to see how convincing she would look naked wet and pleading, still flushed from her last orgasm and obviously pregnant with his child. The damn woman was a weapon, she should work for Ibiki with her abilities to persuade a fish to fly.

"N-n-naruto," she whispered and his grip on her hands loosened in his defeat. He couldn't deny her, not ever. His eyes slowly opened and he was struck by the victorious grin on his love. Her hands placed themselves on his sides and she used him to scoot closer to him in an adorable awkward way, squirming her hips and making her breasts, which were glistening with a light sheen of sweat, sway and jiggle in a way that had him gulping.

How did he even think for one second he could resist?

One hand traced down his side and over his hip to his tattoed stomach. She traced the swirling image with feather light touches as if he were delicate before grasping his straining man hood more tightly than would be comfortable for your average man, or shinobi. Luckily he wasn't your ordinary man or shinobi. His eyes had been so focused on the hand now slowly pumping his aching member between them that he hadn't noticed the hand that had moved upward and was now gripping his chin. She forced his gaze up to her eyes and in them he saw hard determination.

"You said anything," her voice was hard, "I don't want you to cum." Naruto's eyes immediately bulged at the demand and a devious smile whispered across her lips as she rubbed his crying tip with a small thumb.

"I don't want you to cum unless you are buried. Hilt deep. Inside me," she demanded now rocking her hips absently to the thrusting of her hand and Naruto thought he was going to break his promise and cum there all over her hand and stomach but his will hardened with his cock and he nodded.

His hands went to her hips lifting her gently and positioning her above his shaft as she angled it with her own hand at her entrance.

"Naruto," she whined when he waited for reassurance and he knew that was all he was going to get from her so he began slowly lowering her into his lap, torturing himself with the gentle pace. When she was seated on him completely he let go of her briefly to fist his hands behind her back. His nails dug into his palms to burn the excess tension as he grit his fanglike teeth. The raven haired woman threw her head back and began lifting herself slowly and impaling herself on him in increasing tempo; his entire body was rigid with pleasure.

Their skin slapped and her breasts bounced with each thrust. Naruto couldn't handle just sitting and watching her driving him absolutely insane with every bit of her delicious swaying body.

He moaned and dove face first into her breasts instantly capturing a nipple in his mouth. The oversensitive peak was hard against his laving and sucking mouth. One hand was on her back for support as he began thrusting up to meet her and his other hand massaged and kneaded her other swollen breast.

"Na, Na, Naru, t-t-TO!" her body bent over his. Her arms wrapped around his broad shoulders holding his head to her chest.

He growled into her breasts making her quake and her pace become uneven. He switched breasts and gave them his equal attention. Her body was soaring again and Naruto could feel the vice of her tight wet heat begin to quiver and he pulled back holding her just below her breasts his hands nearly encasing her torso as she writhed atop him but her refused to slow his pace.

He continued pumping into her as the ever tightening coil within her snapped and tore his name from her lips. He pumped through the near painfully tight passage as she fell and her aftershocks began. He leaned in and bit her neck where it met her shoulder, growling her name like an animal. She came again as his dick twitched and he finally stilled with one last hard thrust up into her.

Buried to the hilt in her clenching pussy he came hard. His hot semen releasing deep within her as his and her juices mingled and spilled around his member out of the too small passage. She slumped against his frame and he held her gently as they caught their breath. He gently brushed her now messy long raven hair away from her sweaty neck and back.

"Oh," she panted in a weak dazed voice that brought Naruto out of his own haze and forced him to scan his wife with concern, "oh, Naruto."

He was lifting her from his lap his flaccid member slipping out and allowing the surplus of juices to coat him. They both groaned as he cradled her to him while maneuvering to lie her back down on her thrown of pillows.

When she was back in place she gripped his shoulder feebly as he surveyed that damage with still heavy lidded eyes.

"Naruto," she sighed in satisfaction while stretching her legs and back in her place, "I wouldn't mind that foot rub and I think I want a bath, with bubbles."

He looked at her with adoring eyes and a smile so bright and happy that she was sure he could light the whole of fire country with it.

"Of course," he chuckled sweetly at his love, "anything. I love you."

Wow! Read the whole thing? Thanks! Any sort of encouragemant or criticism is appreciated. (Of course I would say that, I haven't actually ever recieved any criticism on my writing yet.) Tell me whatcha think and try to remember this is my first story ever. Don't crush my innocent naivety with uncouth insults on my person. :P Oh and Beta, anyone? Experience or no, hit me up!