He couldn't stand it. The want was consuming him. With every move he made it felt like liquid fire was dancing across his skin. It wasn't her fault. He couldn't really blame Tsuki for what she did to him but her effect was paralyzing. With every breath he took the need deepened and began to swallow his conscience whole.
Oh yes, she was everything. Her personality was quiet, polite, and at times when she was surrounded by people she cared about very lively. Her reddish brown hair and slim figure teased and taunted his body, while her delicate face with her wide green eyes made her seem innocent. Oh, but innocent she was not. The way she moved against him made her out to be the vixen she truly was.
Yes, he loved her; even more than he had Sakura. Despite that, the burning inside him just wouldn't stop. As of late images had been consuming his mind, images of Tsuki. All around him he finds something to remind him of her. As Hokage he couldn't be distracted, but from her recent activities that's all he could manage.
He met her three years ago, right after he came back to the village with Jaraya. He had been looking around for Sakura when she had practically run him over on her way to the Hokage's building. He expected her to stop and apologize but no she kept on running. So wanting that apology he went after her. After he caught her she had apologized and offered to take him to dinner. Never one to turn down food he accepted and from then on they had hit it off.
About a year ago he had asked her to marry him, and in front of everyone he knew she had accepted. Now a year has passed and he couldn't be happier. The only problem was this need he had. No, it wasn't a sexual need, if it had been there would never have been a problem. Instead it was the need to see someone, safe and back home. Tsuki had wanted to take on as many missions as was still possible, and despite what he tried she always ended up going on them. No matter how dangerous, but that's what you get for marrying an anbu captain. Often times when she came home she was cut up and bruised, and no matter how she protested he always ended up taking care off her.
About two months ago Tsuki had been feeling a little off and had gone to the doctors. Imagine her surprise when she found out what she thought was a little bug actually turned out to be the beginnings of a baby, their baby. Ever since then the need he has had, has been the need to hold both his wife and child. Thankfully this was her last mission before she stopped for maternity leave; it certainly would take a weight off his shoulders. Laying his head in his hands, he stayed there for a while, just resting his eyes. Lifting his gaze when he heard the poof of an anbu appearing in the room he came face to face with his wife's mask. After her mission report and health evaluation she sat in his lap, resting her head on his shoulder.
Running his fingers through her hair he mumbled, "I'm glad your back." His hand continued stroking her back in a soothing and comforting fashion.
Smiling she tucked her head tighter against his chest and took a deep relaxing breath. "I'm just glad to be home." She smiled, both her and his hands resting on her belly.