Chapter 7 - Giving In

They held each other, slowly swaying back and forth to the music. Mikoto rested her her head on Naruto's shoulder, smiling softly at the feel of his hand gently caressing up and down her back. A few minutes passed, with neither one of them of making a move, instead relishing in the intimacy they were sharing. In spite of the conclusion they'd come too, that their fledgeling relationship couldn't go any further, neither of them could deny how much they wanted the other's embrace.

Mikoto sighed and nestled into Naruto's shoulder, breathing in his scent, letting it overrun her senses. In that moment she would have struggled to recall ever feeling so completely secure and relaxed. Being in his arms felt right. There was something about the two of them being together like this that just fit, in a way that was allusive and indescribable to her.

It was only now Mikoto realized just how badly she had needed this. Having someone to talk to, and listen to. To share ideas and spend time with. To have the intimacy of being in another's arms. Companionship. They had been things she'd dreamt of long before getting married. Things that she'd thought would be inevitable, and that had for whatever reason sadly alluded her. But now perhaps, there was a chance… There was a man who cared for her, treated her right, and wanted her. Not selfishly, but wanted to be the man that could make her happy. And there was no denying it, she wanted more of Naruto too. The short time they'd spent in each other's company had been the best she'd had with a man in god knows how long. And all those things he'd said about being with her, and taking care of her, were more than just a little appealing. Maybe she could have it all, with the least likely person she would have imagined, if she was just willing to risk it…

Mikoto looked up at Naruto, and slowly moved one hand up to cup his cheek, running her thumb along the three thin scars there. His mouth opened slightly as though to speak, but nothing came out. Just silence as the pair gazed at each other, assessing their thoughts and granting silent permission to go further. Naruto's heart thumped in his chest. He couldn't look away from those jet black eyes, that drew all of his attention, and made him chest ache with desire.

When he was in school, his friends Sakura, Ino and the most of the other girls would flock together, and gossip about Sasuke, swooning over his best friend. He'd overhear them taking about his stunning eyes, his gorgeous raven hair, and his beautifully symmetrical face. Naruto would act sulky and jealous of the attention his friend got, but deep down, he understood what the girls were saying all to well. Because Mikoto had all of those features too, and they were often on his mind. He wondered whether, back in her teenage years, all the boys had a crush on her, like the girls seemed to with Sasuke. He thought they probably did.

Naruto felt her hand move slowly towards the back of his head, and her fingers work their way into his soft golden hair. He let out a brief involuntary moan. Mikoto chuckled.

"Good?" She whispered, amused. He nodded lazily.

"Yea…" He groaned, shivering with each gentle brush the tips of her fingers made along the back of his scalp.

"Like having your head scratched?" She asked, a soft smile creeping across her face.

"I guess so… No ones ever done this for me before… feels amazing…" His eyes fluttered closed, lost in the sensation of her fingertips delicately toying with his hair and scalp.

"I've always thought you had lovely hair. The colour's gorgeous…" Mikoto added remotely. Naruto felt a shiver run through him. The combination of her tender caresses along with the soft timbre of her voice were making his head spin. He let out a small laugh. Mikoto tilted her head curiously.

"What is it?" She asked softly.

"I just…you don't know how much I've thought about… holding you like this. I can't believe it's real." He admitted, opening his eyes and bringing one hand up to brush some loose strands of raven hair behind her ear.

"Is it everything you thought it would be?" She teased, trying to ignore the quiver she felt as his palm brushed past her cheek.

"And more…" He whispered back in a husky tone. They looked at each other for a long while. Naruto's hands dropped to her hips and he moved as close as he could get to her. Mikoto tightened her grip on him, their faces mere inches from one another. They leaned closer together, shutting their eyes in unison.

Their lips met.

Their first kiss as lovers was slow and tender. Neither one wanted to push too far in fear of ruining the moment. They stayed motionless for what felt like ages, their bodies pressed flush together. They were both tense at the first contact, but slowly relaxed, sighing through their noses before starting to move their lips. Neither one of them fled this time. They both hummed in approval as they explored each other, tilting their heads this way and that to find the best angle for them. They broke apart momentarily and shared a silent look that told each other everything.

Was that ok?

Yes…

Should we keep going?

Don't stop…

They moved in for a another kiss, with more confidence this time as they're lips clashed. Without thinking, Mikoto tightened the grip on Naruto's hair, causing him to groan in her mouth. She was about to pull back and check he was ok when he pressed even more firmly into the kiss, taking her breath away. She moaned and her other hand pawed at his chest, clinging to him for balance. She thought her knees might give out beneath her. She felt his tongue brush against her lips and she opened her mouth wider, granting him entrance. Naruto's held her even tighter as their tongues clashed. Mikoto's heart hammered against her chest. She could feel the blood rushing in her veins, carrying heat to every part of her body. A distant part of her mind wondered how many girls he'd kissed before, because though he had professed to not having all that much experience, he was a damn good kisser. And why on earth did you run away from this exactly? She questioned herself.

Mikoto was so engaged in the kiss that she almost didn't feel his left hand slowly slide down and around her, tentatively squeezing her behind. She gasped into his mouth. Naruto pulled back and looked at her apologetically, swiftly removing his hand from her body.

"S-sorry…" He muttered. Mikoto took a breath and smiled at him.

"It's ok…" She replied. It had taken her by surprise, but it had also felt good. Mikoto reached down, took his hand, and placed where it had been, on her backside. He studied her face carefully, and then smiled, giving her a gentle squeeze. She saw a glimmer of arousal in his eye, which made her heart race even faster.

They resumed their kiss, both of them groaning with mounting need and passion. A sudden possessive impulse took over Mikoto. Noticing how he reacted when she'd accidentally pulled his hair, she used the hold she still had on it and tugged him again, deliberately this time, causing him to gasp. His kiss faltered for just a moment, and it allowed her to push her tongue forward into his mouth, assuming the lead. Mikoto felt him relent and melt into the kiss, following her movements.

The voice in Mikoto's head, which she barely registered as she was currently quite occupied, wondered how this had happened. They were meant to end this thing between them. Now they were standing in her living room, in each other's arms, the two of them groping and making out like horny teenagers. She was unable to proceed with those thoughts, as she felt Naruto's right hand work it's way up her body, moving around to the front, and cupping her breast with an open palm. She sighed in to his mouth, feeling a fresh shiver burst down her spine.

Eventually they pulled away, gasping for air. They rested their foreheads together and panted, feeling the other's hot breath against their face. Mikoto was suddenly aware of Naruto's prominent bulge pressed against her hip. Her mouth went dry. He's hard for me… The realization was obvious, yet still left her dumbstruck. Is this really happening? She looked into his eyes with a hooded gaze.

"Naruto…" She muttered and bit her was fully aware of the decision they had made. The line she felt she couldn't cross, in spite of what she might want. But Fugaku had never made her feel like this. No one had. God what is he doing to me…

"Mikoto?" He uttered in that same gruff tone that made her shiver yet again. She thought she felt his bulge shift against the top of her thigh. She felt a little pulse of heat emanate from her core. A hunger, a need to be filled. There was no stopping it.

"...Would you like to stay tonight?" She offered, gently lifting and pressing her leg forward against his stiff manhood. Naruto trembled and inhaled through clenched teeth, rocking his hips. He opened his eyes and looked at her with a lustful drive that made her shudder.

"...If you'll have me…" He growled, offering her a way out. Still giving her the chance to not regret anything. Mikoto considered. If he stays, I'll never want him to leave. I'll fall for him completely. She knew it for certain. Mikoto let go of his hair and moved her hand back to his cheek, tenderly holding it in her palm. She smiled, kissed his lips sweetly, and then answered.

o - o - o - o - o - o - o - o - o - o - o - o

They stumbled into the bedroom, kicking their footwear off along the way, kissing and groping one another with all the energy of lust crazed teenagers heading towards their first time. But then, maybe this sort of is? Mikoto considered, one of a million thoughts racing through her head. She'd had boyfriends before Fukagu, and they had been perfectly acceptable, for teenage romances. She'd explored her sexuality in her youth, and while fun, those encounters were not as world-shaking for her as her partners had clearly found them. Fukagu himself had been a decent enough lover, though as he was with everything, the act was executed coldly. Romance and sex were always clinical with him. Tasks that he performed well, always hitting a certain standard, but nothing more. Her participation was simply to be there, and feel it happen. Naruto was something entirely different. No one had clung to her so desperately before. Had ran their hands across her body, squeezing the soft curves of her rear and lifting her thigh around their waist. Kissed her till she was breathless, then kept kissing her, moving along her jaw to her neck, kissing and nibbling the soft pale skin, moaning her name into her ear in a way that made her body thrum with desire. He was doing something to her no one else had.

Mikoto felt her back against a wall and gasped as his body pressed against hers, her breasts pressing into Naruto's firm chest. She looped both arms around his neck and stood on her toes, trying to gain some leverage and kiss him back with the intensity he was giving her. She felt his hips rock forward and grind himself against her. She trembled and made a sound that was partially his name. Naruto pulled back and stopped kissing her, resting their foreheads together. He was unable to hide the slight smirk as he continued to grind his hips in a slow, steady rhythm, in the exact right place.Is this how good it can be? She mused.

"Still ok?" Naruto asked though heavy breaths. Mikoto nodded and gave him a reassuring smile back.

"You're far too good at this…" She joked, letting her head fall back as she moved her hips, matching his pace. She saw him blush and grin back at her.

"You're not bad yourself…" He replied.

Naruto was losing his mind. He had grown up imagining himself in a great many situations and scenarios, with a variety of different girls, as teens tended to do. Mikoto had been chief among them. Some of those daydreams were as innocent as musings on romantic dates, and future potential domestic life. Others were salacious fantasies that would dominate his thoughts until he next had a chance to gain release. Nothing however had prepared him for how it felt to have Mikoto in his arms, pressed against the wall, muttering his name as he ground his cock against her in a way that made his knees shake.

Naruto felt Mikoto's hands on his chest and she pushed gently. He looked at her, half expecting this to be the moment when she brought their night to an abrupt end. When she'd decided to go with her better judgement and stop them from doing something foolish. The look in her eyes told him otherwise.

"Help me get this off…" Mikoto muttered, reaching for the buttons of her blouse. Naruto licked his lips and fumbled for the lowest buttons while she started from the top. They found their fingers lacked some of their usual dexterity, and it took them a few attempts to undo several of the fastenings. They just looked at each other and laughed, feeling some of the tension defuse. Once open, Mikoto pulled the blouse off slowly and dropped it absently on the floor to her side. She lent back against the wall, the black bra that was now revealed contrasting against her pale skin, which seemed to glow under the warm low light of her bedroom.

Naruto stared at her, transfixed. He reached for the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it over his head and discarding as she had. They stood opposite each other for a few moments, regarding each other's bodies. Mikoto bit her lip watching his abdominal muscles flex and relax as he reacted to the cool evening air on his bare chest. He's certainly built like a man, she thought. He had always been a lanky boy, but now Mikoto could really see how Naruto had grown into himself. And he probably worked at it too. His arms and shoulders had begun to develop well defined planes of muscle, along with his well built chest that tapered off to his lean waist. She was practically salivating at the sight of him. She composed herself and looked down, reaching for her skirt and beginning to tug it from her waist.

Naruto jumped to attention and suddenly started moving, undoing his jeans while watching what Mikoto was doing. He rushed to catch up with her, pulling them down just as her skirt passed her knees. They both stepped to one side out of their clothes, standing in only their underwear for moment, before stripping those off as well. Once done, they stood opposite one another, completely naked, their bodies flushed with colour. Mikoto's eyes fell to Naruto's groin and she practically purred, seeing him stand to attention. She could have laughed at the way he was looking at her. His eyes were as big as saucepans as they roamed up and down her body. She instinctively put her right arm across her chest, holding her opposite shoulder in a self-comforting gesture. Mikoto felt more than a little uneasy at standing nude before her son's best friend, regardless of how aroused she was. Naruto stepped forward, putting his hands on her waist.

"God you're gorgeous." He whispered, pulling her close and kissing her lips briefly. Mikoto laughed, leaning forward and kissing him back.

"Such a sweet talker." She replied. He stopped kissing her and gave her a serious look.

"I mean it. You're beautiful Mikoto." He said with the hint of a growl in his voice that made her thighs clench. She swallowed, captivated by his eyes, unable to look away.

"I can see why you're popular with the girls, talking like that." She joked, stumbling over her words, trying to dispel the hold he currently had on her. He never wavered.

"None of them compare to you…" He launched into another fierce kiss, his hands roaming the gentle curves of her body, and all she could think to do was relent.

Mikoto's body was on fire. She gasped and moaned, responding to every sensation she felt earnestly, any fear or embarrassment she previously felt now completely extinguished. She felt Naruto turn her and walk her backwards towards the bed, all the while still locked in a kiss. They tumbled, and the next thing she knew, she was on her back, with him on top of her, kissing her neck and using one hand to caress her breast. She wrapped an arm around his back, and with her other free hand she gripped his hair, keeping him kissing exactly were he was. He seemed to notice how much she was enjoying it and redoubled his efforts, flicking his tongue across the her sensitive skin and grazing her gently with his teeth. She bucked beneath him, with no particular rhythm, just needing more, and more, and more. He moved around to the other side of her face and kept kissing her neck, while rolling his thumb across her hardened nipple.

Mikoto whined as he pulled away. Naruto looked down and smiled breathlessly, captivated by the sight of her flushed cheeks and dark eyes beneath him. She was so much more beautiful, and sexy, than he had ever dreamt. He leant down and kissed her on the lips briefly.

"Still ok?" He whispered sweetly. She nodded and licked her lips.

"Keep going…" She whispered back in a low tone that made Naruto throb with desire. He didn't know what would happen after today. Perhaps this would be the only time they would be together like this. Whatever the case, he was determined to take this chance while he had it. He had wanted her for so long. He was going to make sure that she never forgot this night, and would never regret it. He kissed her chin next, and then again on her chest, peppering her breasts as he inched lower and lower at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Naru…" He heard her moan as his lips and tongue teased her. He smirked up at her and crawled further back, kissing down her until her reached her groin.

Mikoto's heart thumped in her chest. She could hardly stand it. Naruto's kisses sent electricity shooting through her. Every hair stood on end and she almost whimpered at the playful pace he was approaching her womanhood. He was so close now. God please I need it. She anticipated feeling his lips and tongue on her, and groaned in disappointment when she felt him pass by her groin completely, instead, kissing the inside of her left knee. She quivered as he slowly kissed up the inside of her thigh. She looked down and his eyes met hers. Naruto's gaze was filled with roguish arousal. She could tell he was enjoying making her squirm. He ascended slowly, inch by inch his soft lips planting chaste kisses on the smooth skin along the inside of her leg, up, and up, and up. He got agonizingly close once again, before moving down and over to her right knee this time. Mikoto almost sobbed. His teasing was too much. Her legs shook and it took all her self control not to beg him to stop torturing her.

Naruto was enjoying himself to the fullest. He could feel every tremble in her body as he slowly, methodically teased her. He couldn't recall any partner in his admittedly short list of previous sexual encounters that had responded so strongly to his touch. It ignited something deep inside that made him want to hear Mikoto say is name and moan so sinfully for him again and again. Then without warning, he felt Mikoto's hand in his hair. He looked up. She was glaring down at him, breathing hard. Her face was flushed, her eyes filled with lust, and maybe a hint of annoyance. He felt her tug on his hair, not painfully so, but just enough to get across her point. Mikoto was done being teased. Her assertiveness aroused Naruto even more. He was more than happy to relent and finally give her what she wanted. He moved forward, licking his lip as he eyed her glistening womanhood.

Mikoto felt his tongue against her sex. She shuddered, gasping his name. He might not have been the most experienced lover in the world, but he more than made up for it with enthusiasm. She felt Naruto lick slowly from bottom to top, whilst flicking his tongue back and forth in rapid motions. Mikoto's hips bucked uncontrollably, with no particular rhythm, just reacting with pure pleasure and instinct, needing to feel more of what he was doing to her. She tugged on his hair again, pushing him against her, so close his nose and lips brushed against her labia.

"God… Naruto…" She gasped, feeling him suddenly pick up the pace in response.

Naruto hummed as worked, following his instincts and listening to his partner as best her could, seeking out the right spots, and the best motions to drive her wild. He give her a long, slow lick, savouring the sharp taste of her as he went. It was invading all of his senses, and still he wanted more. He redoubled his efforts, flicking his tongue every which way he could. He thrusting it inside her, and then moved up to swirl it around he swollen clitoris, while using his fingers to replace the stimulation of his tongue. Mikoto bucked wildly beneath him, filling the room with pleas and shrieks of pleasure.

Mikoto had her eyes firmly shut as Naruto pleasured her like no man ever had before. She felt heat pooling in the pit of her stomach.

"Oh god Naru… I'm so close…" She begged. They had only just started, and already she was on the edge. Her cry seemed to spur the young man on even more. He suddenly applied suction to her clit, while thrusting his fingers in and out of her at a relentless speed. Mikoto felt her legs clench inward, which she had no control over, and squeeze the sides of his head. Her chest heaved as she took fast, shallow breaths, reaching up to caress one of her own breasts. She wanted to get herself there, to help the handsome young man push her to her climax and let it sweep her away… but not yet. There was something else she wanted, needed. They both did. With more reluctance than she had ever felt in her life, she pulled Naruto away from her dripping sex. She looked at him and smirked. His hair was messy, but painfully attractive, and his chin was glistening with her fluids.

Naruto looked back at the beautiful dishevelled woman curiously.

"That good?" He gasped, licking his lips and wiping his chin with the back of his hand.

"Amazing…" Mikoto panted back.

"Why'd you wanna stop? I can keep going…" He offered. Mikoto seemed to seriously consider it, but shook her head.

"Because I need you to fuck me…" She whispered, spreading her legs a little further apart. Naruto stared at her, feeling his manhood throb at her words. Oh fuck, it's happening… He nodded dumbly, starting to move, then halted abruptly.

"Shit, I don't have a condom on me!" He exclaimed. Mikoto cocked her head, as though caught off guard.

"Top draw…" She muttered, nudging her head towards the dresser on the right hand side of the bed. Naruto eyes snapped to it, and his hand shot out, scrambling to get it open. He distantly heard Mikoto chuckle as he rummaged, and quickly found a small square packet. He glanced back towards the dark haired woman, who was thoroughly enjoying his look of excitement and confusion.

"Don't look at me like that, I have a sex life too you know…" she purred. Naruto grinned back at her. He had never met anyone who could get him this excited with just a few simple words. He wondered if that was for his benefit.I'm not sure she realizes how seductive she really is…

He unwrapped the condom in record time, and made even shorter work rolling it down his engorged manhood. Once it was fully unrolled, he shifted up the bed, bringing his hips in line with hers. They looked at each other. Suddenly the reality of the situation came hurtling back to Naruto. Sasuke's mom was beneath him, laying there naked and quivering with need. How many times had he pictured this, or something like it? How many times had he pleasured himself throughout the years, picturing her slender, tempting curves. Or imagining her modest yet alluring cleavage bare and exposed to him. How often had her unbelievably beautiful face leapt into his mind when he was on the cusp of release, the image of her gorgeous smile pushing him over the edge. And now she was here, practically begging for him. But if they did this, what would happen? Could they go on like normal afterwards? Naruto didn't know. He only knew he was well passed the point of no return. The only thing that could stop him now was her. If she had any reservations, he would honour them. Otherwise, it was going to happen. He wanted her. Consequences by damned.

A moment passed, and Mikoto seemed to sense Naruto's internal conflict. She reached down and grasped his erection. They locked eyes with each other, both panting, and a thin sheen of sweat on their skin. Mikoto began to stroke Naruto with a slow, steady rhythm, keeping him hard. She shifted her hips, scooting up a little to bring her entrance in line with him.

"Are you sure?" He asked, his voice thick with arousal. He was clearly more than sure. All she had do to was say the word and he'd do whatever she wanted. She looked about his face, scanning the thin whisker-like scars, his glorious golden hair, (already thoroughly tousled), and then back to his bright blue eyes. All she could think about was how sexy he looked, with his cheeked flushed and gazing back at Mikoto like he was going to devour her.

"I want you…" she uttered, and was completely sure of it. Naruto gulped, and nodded, giving her a smile and leaning down to briefly kiss her lips.

She guided the head of his manhood to her entrance. Naruto breathed deeply, and as slowly as he could, pushed his hips forward, sinking inside of her barely an inch. He gasped feeling the intense warmth surround the tip of his cock. Mikoto's mouth hung open, with her face displaying an emotion that was somewhere between surprise and wonderment. Naruto had a nearly all consuming urge to thrust into her as deeply as he could, to feel that heat completely surround him. He clenched his eyes shut and breathed slowly, trying to focus. He thought that if he looked down and saw her looking back at him then he wouldn't last long at all. He felt a warm hand tenderly cup his cheek. He opened his eyes, and saw Mikoto smiling at him. She gave him a single nod, granting him permission. He nodded in return, and pushed his hips again, groaning at how tight and hot she felt around his cock.

Mikoto's eyes rolled back as Naruto's manhood filled her. The pace he had set was so indulgent it made her toes curl. She bit her lip, feeling him withdraw lazily. Then he thrust in a little faster. She bucked her hips against him involuntarily, letting out a moan while she felt his hand on her breast, kneading the soft flesh without breaking his stride. Mikoto opened her eyes and looked at him. Naruto's eyes were clenched shut, his brow furrowed from intense concentration. He was holding back, and using all of his willpower to do so. She brought his face down to hers and kissed him, getting his attention.

"Don't hold back Naruto…" Mikoto whispered into his ear. He opened his eyes, and scanned her face, before he nodded.

Naruto began thrusting his hips faster, revelling in the sensations of being inside Mikoto. She breathed in sharply and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her head in his shoulder. He cradled her head with one hand while propping himself up with the other. The room quickly filled with the sounds of their incoherent voices mingling, the bed beneath them creaking, and their hips slapping together. All the previous fantasies Naruto had conjured up about her paled in comparison to the real thing. The way her pussy hugged his cock with velvety softness was divine, and threatened to make him climax soon. He felt her legs wrap around his hips, her ankles linking just above his behind, making there bodies join as closely as possible. His body tingled like never before, starting in the pit of his stomach, but also in every limb. He thrusted into her at a furious pace, unable to stop himself, the delicious heat around him driving him wild.

"Mikoto… fuck…" he growled into her ear.

"Yes, yes, Naruto!" He felt her body tense up. She was moaning his name like a mantra, increasing in volume as they moved together, kissing and groping one another frantically. Hearing her voice cry out for him like that brought him dangerously close to the edge. It was everything he had ever fantasized and so much more. Their lips met in kisses that were messy, and inaccurate, but no less scintillating.

Mikoto was the first to reach her climax. Her whole body suddenly went taut. Her finger nails dug into Naruto's back, and her thighs clenched on either side of his waist. Naruto kissed her neck, cheek and ear relentlessly, continuing to fuck her. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream of ecstasy, and then with a final loud groan, Mikoto's hips jolted, and her vision burst into starlight. The rest of the world faded as she road the waves of her orgasm, the only other thing present to her was the hard, hot length filling her, connecting to the source of her pleasure.

Seeing and hearing her come undone like that was the last straw for Naruto. He buried himself as deep as he could inside her, then with a shudder and a load groan, he came. His cock pulsed repeatedly, each time sending another volley of pleasure through him. He felt even more warmth around his manhood, as the condom was quickly filled with his seed. Eventually, the pleasure subsided, and Naruto's body relaxed.

The pair held one another, panting for breath. Mikoto unhooked her legs and brought them back down to the mattress gingerly. Naruto carefully pulled back, letting his softening cock slide out of her. She made a soft whine, suddenly realizing she'd rather he hadn't pull out just yet. He lay beside her on his side, and she turned to face him also. He smiled in the way only he could.

"That was…" Naruto started, then paused, failing to find the words. Mikoto nodded in agreement anyway. Amazing?… Unforgettable?… Perfect?… she thought. He reached his arm forward and placed his hand on her hip, making small circles with his thumb. It took a few more moments for Mikoto to fully come down from her orgasm, the last tingles of pleasure fading steadily. She looked at her blonde lover for a few moments, watching a droplet of sweat drip down his brow. Not really the way to go about ending this, she thought humourlessly.

"Are you ok?" Naruto asked. Mikoto wondered too. After a little while, she nodded.

"Yes, I am." She said, because it was true. She was more than ok with what they'd just done. It had been a moment of weakness, both of them giving in to their desires, but she also knew it had been much more than that.

"You were incredible… no one's ever made me cum that hard…" He said contemplatively. Mikoto felt a small surge of pride. Still got it… she thought, barely stopping herself from giggling.

"So were you. That was…" She paused. What was it exactly? More than just good. It had been special. She hadn't had chemistry like that with anyone before, sexually or otherwise. She wasn't sure how to put it into words, but thankfully Naruto nodded, seeming to understand what she was thinking. "Thank you." She finished. The blonde just smiled and pecked her on the lips.

Naruto got off the bed, disposed off the used condom in a small waste basket, and rejoined Mikoto, laying beside her. They linked hands and enjoyed the silence, basking in their shared afterglow, Mikoto in particular still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm course through her. After a few minutes, Naruto spoke.

"You… wanna go another round?" He asked, beginning to rock his hips as he got his second wind, a cocky grin spreading across his face. Again? Already? Mikoto laughed breathlessly.

"I'm not sure I'll be able to keep up with you..." She replied. They both chuckled, caressing each other gently, exchanging kisses that were at first sweet and innocent, but quickly became heated and passionate once more. And when Mikoto felt his hard cock pressing against her, twitching in anticipation, she suddenly found that she very much could go again.