Content warning: This chapter is going to contain a pretty intense scene. As stated before, the characters involved are of age of consent. This chapter is not safe to listen to at work, around kids, or in a public place. You have been warned ;-)
Chapter Nineteen
The art of whisking matcha tea and serving guests was one of the few things Hiashi Hyūga could recall about his own mother. Father had tried teaching him as a child, but father never had patience for children, frequently beating him and Hizashi when they performed the ceremony with anything less than perfection. At that point, mother stepped in, teaching Hiashi step by step, coaching him rather than beating him.
The thought of mother sadly evoked only pain. He had suspected, though never confirmed, father had had her assassinated when he was only a teenager. So much anger in this house, so much wrong you never put right. Hiashi looked up from the tea mixture as he finished whisking. Minato, Naruto, and Konohmaru sat in front of him, and Neji sat beside Hiashi. The other men sat rigid as disapproving school teachers. "There is no need to be this formal, gentlemen," Hiashi poured each a bowl of the bitter tea.
"Lord Hiashi, we are grateful for your hospitality as always," Minato bowed slightly, with a slight smile.
Neither Naruto nor Konohamaru smiled. While Konohamaru looked serious in a formal sense, Naruto's eyes were staring distantly, sullen. "I suppose," he paused to sip his own tea, warming his cold body, "I should tell you all why I asked you here." Hiashi set down his tea, "It's about Hinata."
"Lord Hiashi, please, it's my fault," Naruto spoke up, on the brink of tears.
"Naruto," Hiashi said bemused, "I truly don't consider my daughter going off into danger to save someone she loves a fault, per se."
"She got sick, she almost died!" Naruto exclaimed.
"But she didn't," he sipped again, "and despite what you think, this isn't me asking you to stay away from her."
"It isn't?" Naruto's shock was palpable.
"Son," Hiashi sipped, "While I'd prefer my daughter not galivant off into danger, I am afraid I have to accept that she is my clan leader, and I have no authority over her decisions, including dangerous ones." Hiashi sipped again, still not entirely believing what he'd just said.
"Lord Hiashi," Naruto spoke with measured intention, "you're taking this whole business awfully well…" Naruto trailed off as if expecting to be attacked by a pack of wolves cleverly concealed in the room.
"It seems," Hiashi set down his tea, "that things are well beyond my control, not that I have any desire to continue exercising control the way I might have…" Hiashi held his words, "… if I were still clan leader."
"Hiashi, I'm not sure I follow," Minato spoke.
"Neji, please leave us for a moment," Hiashi commanded.
"Sir?"
"Please, wait out in the hallway, I will call you back when I need you." Neji did as ordered. Minato, Naruto, and Konohamaru tilted their heads curiously. "His clearance does not allow him to be present while we discuss the issues brought forth by my granddaughter."
"Uncle Hiashi… what are you talking about?" Naruto feigned ignorance.
"It's okay, big brother, Kushina read him into this, along with Lady Akemi and Hanabi."
Hiashi smiled thinly, "You are wise to keep it as secret as possible Naruto; I truly must admit, it is a testament to how good of a father you must be in the future to have your little girl move the very flow of destiny to give you a better life."
"I still," Naruto choked, "can only imagine what she is like; I was only half-conscious when she visited."
"If your relationship with my daughter is anything to go on," Hiashi nodded, "we will meet her sooner rather than later." Hiashi knew Naruto and Hinata were not yet ready. There were at least a half-dozen years to go before he'd meet his grandchildren, but Hiashi was excited at the thought that he'd hear the pattering of small feet in the compound – his grandchildren. No more having to live vicariously through his cousins.
"Lord Hiashi," Minato broke in, "I have the feeling you wanted to speak about something about the future?"
"Yes," his sipped before removing the scroll he'd concealed in his pocket. He placed it before Naruto.
"What is this?" the boy asked.
"My written permission as a father, in the event you need it."
"Permission?" the other three asked in confused unison.
"To marry Hinata, Naruto," Hiashi smirked slightly at Naruto's confusion.
"L-Lord Hiashi, isn't it kind of early for that?! We're only sixteen!" Naruto gasped.
"I'm only giving you permission," he raised an index finger, "I didn't say when to use it." Hiashi paused, considering his next statement, "Just know it is there if you need it."
"I don't follow," Minato said.
"We don't know when they get married, but we do that they will, and I wish to be ready for any eventuality," Hiashi said.
"You mean if the worst happens to you during the coming war, don't you," Konohamaru said somberly.
Dark silence fell over the group. "Yes, that did occur to me." Hiashi said.
"Hiashi… it's too soon to fret about a future that isn't fully written," Minato protested.
"True, but I worry about the future that was," Hiashi hung his head, staring down into the thing granules at the bottom of his cup.
"What do you mean?" Naruto asked.
"Naruto," Hiashi sighed, "in the timeline your daughter came from, Akemi died, as did you parents."
"Yeah…" Naruto stared with concerned eyes.
"And Hanabi was the clan leader when my granddaughter left from the future," Hiashi spoke pensively. "I've thought long and hard how different the world your daughter came from must be from the world we are making for her return," Hiashi tented his hands.
"You think something bad happens to you in the future?" Naruto asked.
"I think I might be the bad something that happened to a few people in her original timeline. Himawari told your mom the village blamed you for your parents' deaths, and notice that was the event she worked to undo. And when it came to intervening in the Chunin Exams, she went to Lord Sarutobi and not me."
"She didn't come to me, not directly," Minato said.
"But she still revealed herself to you, Minato, despite having never met you," Hiashi felt his stomach turn. "Presumably, I lived at least long enough for Naruto to know me…"
"Uncle Hiashi, what does it matter?" Naruto asked, eyes penetrating to the soul, "you're fretting over what you might have done had things turned out differently. In any case, it sounds like you are trying to protect the future of your clan, and that never changed."
"Naruto, you are the future of the clan, now," Hiashi let the words out. "Without you, there won't be an heir to hand it down to."
"What are you asking me to do?" Naruto stared with fierce determination, much like his father.
"I'm asking you to do what I asked you to do when you were only five years old – take care of my daughter," Hiashi sighed. "I fear it is a duty I can no longer perform."
"Hiashi, just because we can't cocoon them behind castle walls and keep them out of danger doesn't mean we can't protect them," Minato said.
"Then how!" Hiashi's frustration boiled over the incompatible mix of letting his daughter carve her own path and keeping her and the future of the clan safe.
"By doing what you're already doing," Konohmaru spoke up. Hiashi turned to the boy's earnest gaze. "You've acknowledged it's something beyond your ability or responsibility, and you've asked others you trust for help." Hiashi caught the slightest grin forming on Minato's face as the boy turned toward the Hokage.
The kid isn't wrong. She's already flown out of the nest; you just couldn't bear to watch. "All right," Hiashi said, turning to Naruto, "if that is the case, you'd better go see her."
Naruto gripped the scroll. "But I don't know where she is," he said.
"Where would she go if she wanted to be alone?" Hiashi asked, prodding Naruto along.
"The safehouse!" Naruto gasped in realization.
"Get going son," Hiashi said, "My clan needs its leader, and she needs you, more than ever now."
Naruto got to his feet at Hiashi's prompting but felt a firm grip on his wrist, "Son, before you go," Dad extracted a letter from his jacket. "This came in the mail. Grandpa must have sent it before he died." Dad's voice tightened, holding back a torrent at the harsh words.
Naruto took the letter, tore the envelope, and read:
Dear Naruto and Hinata,
If you are reading this, I am most likely gone. Likely, the mail is very slow, and you won't get this until after I am gone. If by some unbelievable miracle, we're reading this together, I hope we're having a great laugh at how needlessly worried I was.
If not, know that I love you like a real grandson. Tell your father I am proud of him an all he has become. Please, tell Tsunade I love her, and I'll be waiting for her; tell her I'm sorry.
Become strong, keep training, and don't stop believing your dreams will come true. Most importantly Naruto, take care of your woman! Use everything from Make Out Tactics, and save a spot for me when you two tie the knot! Remember everything I taught you both.
Love Always
Jiraiya
9, 31, 8, 106, 7, 207, 15
"Dad, I think you need to see this," Naruto handed the letter to his father.
"Odd," Minato scratched his chin, "it's the same sequence he sent back with Fukasasu." He turned to stare at Naruto, "Make any sense to you?"
Again, Naruto re-read the letter, wondering what the hell he was missing. Clearly, the message was a type of cipher, but without a reference key, it might as well be in an alien language. "I don't know, Dad," he shook his head, "Reading it is like being back in Mizuki's class; I know the message is staring me in the face, but I can't understand it."
"Then the answer has to be something you could figure out," Dad again rubbed his chin, "otherwise he wouldn't have sent it directly to you."
"Have you run it past Shikamaru?" It was a long shot; Shikamaru had been badly wounded while on a mission to the Village Hidden in the Sands.
"First person I asked," Dad shook his head. "Even if he wasn't in the terrible state he is in, he had no clue what it meant."
Naruto eyed the message again before putting it back in the envelope and back in his pocket. "It will have to wait for another day," he checked his watch, already 1745. "I'm going to need to get going if I'm going to catch up to Hinata."
"If I may make a suggestion, son."
"Go ahead, Dad."
"Bring food."
"Bring food?" Naruto stared, perplexed.
"I checked with Teuchi, she hasn't been into Ichiraku's in a few days; I'm sure she'd appreciate it!"
"Believe it!" Naruto nodded, and took off running. A quick stop at Ichiraku's reminded Naruto how much he missed the place – the last few weeks had been so busy Naruto hadn't been in, either. Once you get Hinata you can come back on a proper date.
As he reached the front door to Stony Bridge Apartments, Naruto paused as the thundering lump in his throat turned to lead. What if she doesn't want to see me? What if she says its over? What if she doesn't answer? "Enough," Naruto whispered to himself, "Hinata, I need to see you as much as I need air to breathe." Naruto entered the building, climbed the stairs, and marched down the hallway – the whole time his throat felt the weight growing.
Reaching door 221, Naruto knocked. Voices inside were perceptible, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. The lock unlatched, and the door opened, revealing Hinata. Her amethyst eyes were wide as a doll's and she wore her simple grey and purple windbreaker with navy blue pants. Only one woman can make that outfit sexy, and it's you, babe! "Hello, Hinata," he bowed, stammering as he spoke, "m-may I come in? I-I brought Ichiraku's; I thought you might be hungry."
"Ladies," Aunt Akemi's voice came from inside the apartment, "I think our work here is done. I say we let ourselves out!" A parade of smirking ladies walked out: Akemi, Hanabi, Sakura, and Mom. Mom gave him a slight wink as she trailed the group from the apartment.
Now, it was just the two of them. Naruto stood frozen, staring at Hinata as she stared back uncertainly. Behind her eyes, there were countless words and thoughts swirling as she tried not to cry. "N-Naruto-kun, come in, please," Hinata whimpered.
Words failed Naruto; he couldn't collect his thoughts at the remarkable sight of just seeing Hinata without a crisis looming. "I thought… I mean… are you hungry?" Naruto's voice threatened to crack.
"Yes," she strained, "please, sit down." Hinata fled to the kitchen to grab a well-worn green tablecloth and two placemats. As they sat down and emptied the bags of carry out, they both said their customary, "Thanks for the food."
Naruto enjoyed the heavenly taste of ramen after nothing but a liquid diet for the past three days. Before that, he'd vomited everything he'd been fed on the way to the prison. As he enjoyed, Naruto kept one eye on Hinata. She was tense, but the ramen seemed to help. As they reached the end of the heaven noodles and slurped the broth, Hinata set down her bowl, "Naruto, I need to say something!" she exclaimed.
Naruto gingerly set his bowl down, praying she wasn't about to tell him their relationship was over. "Go ahead, love," he said, feeling his throat tighten.
The swirling thunderstorm of emotions behind Hinata's eyes finally broke, along with tears. "I'm sorry!" she began sobbing, burying her face in her hands.
Naruto slid to the edge of his chair, "Hey, hey," he wrapped her in his arms, "there's nothing to be sorry for!"
"I almost got you killed!"
"But you didn't."
"We both almost died!" she sniffled.
Naruto began wiping her tears, "But we're alive, Hinata," Naruto choked as tears threatened to spill from his eyes now. "Besides, neither of us knew Danzo had the water supply to the prison contaminated; how could we have known!"
"I should have been more insistent on finding another way," she murmured as she looked at the ground.
"And I should have listened," he took Hinata's chin in his hand. She was cold despite warm ramen. "Had I listened, maybe we wouldn't have dealt with half the crap we did," he protested.
"But you would be a wanted criminal still," she gripped his wrist, staring him in the face as his hand caressed.
"You wouldn't be crying over me almost getting killed," his tears flowed, "just like how I'm crying over nearly losing you, twice."
"Naruto…" her grip on his wrist tightened, "… you saved me then," she sniffled, slowly moving closer to him, "And your smile is saving me now!"
The need to be together pulled them into a tight embrace. It was having a drink of water after wandering lost in the desert for days. Naruto cupped the back of her head and brought her lips to his. The after-taste of ramen mixed with her heavenly sweetness, and he couldn't get enough. Not releasing her, Naruto pulled both of them to their feet, body to body, having not separated their lips.
As he lost himself, Hinata's hands began searching every inch of his chest and stomach, desperately committing every curve of his toned landscape to memory. As they continued to kiss passionately, her hands began grabbing fistfuls of the cotton material of his shirt, as if she were planning on ripping it from him. The need for air inconveniently caused them to break. They stood, panting breathlessly as they stared into one another's eyes. Naruto licked his lips, tasting her kiss still on them. More! More!
Unable to restrain himself, Naruto again forced her mouth to his. His tongue invaded her mouth desperately, sliding over hers as his toes curled in his shoes. Hinata pushed him back firmly. "N-Naruto-kun…" she heaved. He knew the game was up, and they should stop before they did something regrettable. However, every fiber of his being wanted to continue. Easy there, don't push things!
Hinata took hold of his right hand and guided it to the swell of her breast. The large, squishy mass yielded gently to his fingers as he pressed gently. Holy shit! I'm touching Hinata's boob! His mind short-circuited as he stared first at his hand on her breast and then into her increasingly red face, "H-H-Hinata!"
"…Naruto-kun," she heaved in a wispy voice, "it's gotten too warm!" she guided the hand to the zipper of her windbreaker, both their hands tugged downward, slowly revealing the see-through athletic guard Hinata wore. It also unmasked the black bra teasing her voluptuous form.
"Oh god, Hinata!" Naruto heaved as he kissed again, this time moving from her lips, to her ear to her neck with his mouth, sucking and licking as he scanned her body. As his mouth explored, his hands pushed the jacket off her shoulder until it slid down her arms and onto the floor. Fingers wandered salaciously up her back, kneading and massaging every glorious detail. Naruto changed to a feather touch as he moved under the shirt, up along Hinata's sides, her body shivering at each feathery caress.
Animalistic instinct took over as his hands wandered up her stomach, each touch slowly migrating higher and higher until he had contact with the material of her bra. If you do this, there is no going back! Caution caused Naruto to halt, but it gave way to daring as his hands wandered up and over the material, fingers gently kneading her impressive bust. Now emboldened, mischievous fingers slowly traced down the bra cups, toying with her nipples beneath.
"Naruto-kun… that feels… so good…do you want me to take off my shirt?" Hinata huffed, panting as she shivered.
"I mean…" Naruto felt his throat tighten and the erection in his pants stiffen at the question, "… if… if you want to."
"Naruto," She sucked his ear, "if a woman asks that kind of question, it's an invitation, not a matter of debate!" She continued sucking his ear, hot breath threatening to fry his brains as his naughty hands pushed up her chafe guard. She separated long enough for the offending article of clothing to come up and over her head and arms. Her arms snake over his shoulders, rubbing throughout his upper body as she rejoined their mouths, all pretense of control gone as her tongue wildly stroked over his, inviting him to be on his worst behavior.
Naruto ran his hands down her body, cupping under her butt, and lifted Hinata onto the table – not separating their lips as he did so. Her legs wrapped around him, and they began grinding their hips, making ready for the coming events. Sweat beads trickled down his back as he began kissing the tops of her breasts, and his hands began wandering back up as well.
"Ahhh….haahaaaa," Hinata moaned as began leaning her back. "Naruto," she guided his hands back behind her, "why don't you just take off my bra!" As you wish my, love! Naruto's fingers found their way back to the clasps, and he delicately balanced undoing the clasps as continued kissing and gently sucking her chest. As it came undone, the straps released like springs under tension. Holy crap! These are the best hidden treasures in Konoha! Hinata shyly at first slid the straps from her shoulders, but soon coyness gave way to mischief. She flung her bra away toward the bed.
Naruto laid her back on the table, kissing then flicking her nipples with his tongue, moving breast to breast. In the back of his head, he remembered Sasuke once teasing him about Hinata, saying that she was a mountain range. Eat your heart out, Sasuke! You were totally jealous that they're mine! Naruto increased the tempo of his tongue as his hands searched her throughout.
"Naruto, stop!" Hinata shouted, panicked.
Instantly, he halted. Dammit! "Hon, what's wrong? Am I going to fast?"
"No, it… it's great! It really is… it's just that…" Hinata's cheeks flushed in both pleasure and embarrassment.
"You're not ready?" he heaved, felling pained at how hard he felt right now.
"No," she protested, "it's just that the table won't hold both of us!"
"There's always the bed," Naruto grinned, having spoken without thinking. Oh shit, did I really just say that!
"There is… that," Hinata licked her lips, pushing herself up into a seated position. Naruto's momentary panic gave way as she grabbed a fistful of his black t-shirt, pulling the garment until it, too was magically flying across the room. Naruto picked her up and stumbled from the table to the bed. As they flopped down, Hinata's hands slowly scanned down his chest and stomach. "Naruto, I'm so horny right now," her arms clamped around his body, bringing his ear to her mouth, "Do you have a condom?"
FUCK! Naruto felt the cold water of being unprepared hit him. "Shit!" he heaved in a disappointed whisper.
"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned suddenly.
"I-I'm sorry, Hinata… they're in my overnight bag we left at Mount Myoboku!" Naruto's heart continued racing despite realizing they weren't going all the way. "I'm sorry," he shook his head, "I would ruin this." He freed himself from her arms and legs, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Her arms slithered around him, "Poor Naruto, there are other ways we can have fun together…" her voice trailed off as her arms gripped him tightly. Before Naruto could react, Hinata had flung him onto his back on the bed, and she was straddling over him. Hinata's eyes twinkled with her curious smile as her hands migrated down his body and over the protruding mass in his pants.
"H-Hinata…"
Effortlessly, she had his belt undone, his button unsnapped, and his zipper down in moments. She gripped his pants and his boxers by their waistbands and tugged with hungry lust. In a fluid movement, Hinata shucked his pants down his legs, and he was stark naked.
Naruto's fingers vice gripped the sheet, despite offering no real protection from his exposure. Hinata stared, a curious twinkle in her eye as she scanned him over. "This is…" Naruto choked, "… so not fair!"
"What?" she giggled, tracing a finger down from his chest down his stomach.
"You've seen me like this twice now!" Naruto giggled as her hand tickled it's way down.
"Three times, actually more, I think," she winked as she paused, placing three fingers on his stomach, circling his belly button and the seal surrounding it. The caressing motion made his body twitch.
"Three?!" Naruto gasped. He remembered the prison, but he searched his mind for any time she'd seen him in a state of nature.
"You wouldn't remember the first time; you try to forget it so much!" she laughed. Her fingers migrated south until one was twirling playfully around his towering erection.
Oh GOD! Still not fully acclimated to being nude around Hinata, much less her playing with him, Naruto drove his body back into the mattress as best as he could despite the pleasure of what she was doing to him. "Refresh my memory!" he bit his bottom laugh as he threw his head back from the wild sensation.
She gripped him, stroking gently. "You remember," she kissed his mouth softly, "that photo your mom threatens to pull out at our wedding someday?"
Naruto's eyes shot wide open at the mention of the embarrassing baby picture – him running around the house in the Hokage's headdress and little else. "Ah," she smirked she stroked him a bit firmer, "you do remember!" Hinata again giggled gleefully, "What you don't remember is that I was there when that photo was taken," Hinata's silky hand began varying pressure and tempo from smooth, almost tickling, to firm and pumping. Hinata laughed in delight as he squirmed beneath her, "We'd been helping your mom in the garden, more like playing in the dirt and mud," Hinata began sucking his ear again, her hot breath carrying her silky words, "as your mom was giving both of us a bath, you're dad came home from work early." Hinata flicked her tongue in his ear, "You were so excited, you ran downstairs in nothing but bath suds!"
"A million laughs," Naruto threw his head back into the pillow, remembering the absurd events.
Hinata shook in hysterics as she continued to recount the event, "Your dad insisted you cover yourself, and you snatch his headdress and ran around, proclaiming you'd be Hokage someday! When your mom finally caught you and at least got a diaper on you, you squirmed away and ran around with the headdress for almost a half hour until you finally tuckered out!" He hand kept at its lecherous deed the whole story.
"So, you've seen me in the buff a few times," Naruto eyed his topless girlfriend, "and I've still yet to see of you."
Hinata grinned, rubbing her chest over his, continuing to stroke his manhood, she brought her mouth to his and said breathily, "Soon, very soon." She tightened her grip, reasserting control over him, "When you're Hokage someday, I want to do this to you," she began kissing her way down to his chest and back to his neck, causing his body to erupt in goosebumps, "and I want to wear your Hokage's headdress while I do it!"
"You are so lewd," he giggled in pleasure. Icy tendrils began tickling Naruto's back while burning heat covered the rest of his writhing body. She continued to kiss and stroke, speeding rapidly, and Naruto began feeling his insides lurch. "Oh God, Hinata!" he began heaving, knowing he was at the edge, "if you don't stop that right now… I'm gonna…"
"Let it happen," her sensual purr egged him on, "I want to give you pleasure, have wanted to since I turned sixteen! Let it happen, Naruto."
Unable to contain himself against her advances, Naruto bucked and heaved, and he arched his head back in orgasmic bliss as he felt himself release. "AAAHHH Hinata!" he shouted as the intense, almost painful, burst of pleasure crashed over him. Naruto bucked back and forth on the mattress for several incredible seconds until he felt the sensation abate. Calm washed over him, and he laid back, shivering from the tingling sensation coating his body. "H-Hinata…"
She kissed him gently, "How as that?"
"In-incredible!" he gasped. As he floated back down from the heavens a lingering question twisted his face into a grin, "Hinata, just how did you learn to do that?" She turned red throughout.
As Naruto heaved in post-climax bliss, Hinata licked her lips. She had just done the most irresponsible, inappropriate thing she'd ever done in her life, and it was gloriously amazing. Watching Naruto moan in pleasure, her name on his lips as he reached peak excitement, surpassed the feeling of accomplishment of any medal or any promotion she'd had as a shinobi. She had given Naruto ultimate pleasure – something she'd feared she'd never do.
With the change it would have on their relationship, changes were happening to her. Her whole life, she'd followed his lead, wondering if she was just baggage along for the ride. All her doubts were gone – Naruto was hers and she was his. And when we go all way for real, it will be all the sweeter for knowing how far we've come, my love.
"H-Hinata…"
Hinata kissed his lips gently, not sure if he was still over-sensitized. "How was that?" she grinned like a shark with prey in reach.
"In-incredible!" he gasped, eyes wide in shock as he rested his head back into the pillow. Naruto sighed deeply and closed his eyes, radiant from what had just happened. A smirk began spreading across his face, "Hinata, just how did you learn to do that?" He turned a side glance.
"Ummm…" Hinata felt herself heating up. You might as well tell him, now is not the time to get shy. Hinata looked down, wiping the sticky mess in her hand on a distant part of the sheet – it needed to be washed anyway. "I… ugh…"
Naruto rolled to his side, staring at her, "You were reading Make Out Tactics, weren't you?" he snickered.
"Ummm… yes," she nodded, unable to stare him in the face. Her head dipped, letting her hair down over her breast. Over three days of nothing but hiding out in the apartment, Hinata had become bored, then curious. The book had called to her like a siren's song, teasing her with all the wicked, wild things she longed to do to Naruto and have him do to her – all the things she'd once been too afraid to do. When he showed up at the door, all she could fantasize about we getting the others to leave so she could face her fears with him. Could Mom and Aunt Kushina planned this?
"Hey, it's all right," he pushed back strands of her hair, her breasts again exposed to her. "I read it, too," he smiled, "I had only the foggiest notion how these things worked." He grinned, "I had now idea it could be that much fun!" He laughed.
His laughter melted her doubts, and she melted into the bed on her side facing him. "I love you, Naruto!"
"I love you, too, Hinata," his fingers traced the side of her face, sending shivers along her body wherever his hands touched." You're only half done; now it is his turn!
"N-Naruto-kun," Hinata whimpered, uncertain about what she was about to ask him to do. The moisture seeping into her underwear reminded her of what she wanted. She took a deep breath, "I want you to touch me, now."
His mouth opened in shock, "Are you sure?" Naruto blinked rapidly, suggesting he thought she was a hallucination.
"Please," she whispered, guiding his had back to her chest, "I want to feel pleasure from you, I need to feel you!" Hinata forced the words past her doubts. What if he's weirded out by what he sees? What if he doesn't like my smell? What if it hurts?
Naruto broke her train of thought as he pushed her back on her back, coming nose to nose with her with mischief in his smile, "As you wish, my love," Naruto attacked with sweet, drugging kiss as his hands slowly migrated with feathery caresses down her neck, to her breasts, and to her stomach. Hinata shuddered and moan at the sensation, along with the sensation of his lips sucking hickeys along in the wake of his naughty hands.
His tongue returned to flicking across her nipple as his hands teased along her belly, testing the limits along her waistline. "Naruto!" she shouted, overcome by desire. If she hadn't been already turned on and wet while on the table, she would be now. His lips migrated down her stomach, and she hear the sound of the button snap on her pants releasing and whir of the soon followed.
Naruto was deliberate, savoring the experience, as his hands exposed more and more of her, inch by inch pulling down her panties and pants. "You're so beautiful," he said, pausing has he worked the bunched material down past her knees. As the material slid past her toes and ankles, a gentle frisson erupted from her toes to her cheeks – she was naked as the day her mom gave her life. Hinata knew she was red as Kushina's hair, but Naruto stared, smiling thoughtfully, "You're too cute, you know that?"
Now it was her turn to death-grip the sheets as if they offered some level of concealment. Does he like what he sees? Should I have put on perfume? He leaned in and kissed her, gently sucking her bottom lip as his hand traced down her midline. As he reached below the waist, Hinata instinctively closed her legs together. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, just… you're the first person to ever touch me!"
"First and only, I hope!" Naruto laughed before stopping to star with his sapphire eyes – eyes that made her nervous and calm at the same time. "Hinata, it makes me feel amazing you want me to, but…"
Hinata interrupted him, relaxing her legs, "I'm ready," she ran her hand down his arm as she slowly spread her legs.
Pink colored Naruto's whiskered cheeks, "If there is anything you don't like," his finger traced over her mound.
"It'll be fine," Hinata trembled as his fingers spread her apart; she spread her legs further. He gently caressed the outer lips before moving within her folds. He found the small, sensitive nub and gently traced a finger around it. OH MY GOD! Hinata moaned his name. Self-love had nothing on his touch! As he twirled playfully, experimenting with his speed and firmness, Naruto's free hand took her hand, kneading her palm like dough. "Ahhhahhhhhh!" Hinata's head rocked side to side on the pillow as she closed her eyes – the pleasure was overwhelming.
Her heart began thundering as his mouth kissed from her stomach back to her breasts. Kissing, sucking, and licking threatened to make her heart stop as he moved across her breasts, nipple to nipple and back before working up to her neck. He began working his way back down with his mouth, and she felt Naruto's fingers migrate downward, pressing and her entry point. OH GOD!
He tested, entering only a short distance at first. "Ahhhaaahhaaaa…" she moaned.
"Does… does it hurt?" Naruto paused, almost withdrawing.
"No," she took his wrist with her free hand, "more!" She guided him deeper and stars exploded in her vision. He moved within her, testing her limits as she heaved. A second finger slid into her, and Hinata was standing on the end of a cliff, ready to jump. "Yes, oh yea…"
As Naruto resumed plundering her breasts with his mouth, his fingers gently scissored back and forth, and Hinata's insides began tingling, and her muscles began clamping around his fingers. "OH GOD!" she screamed, and the wave exploded over her. "AHHH!" Hinata let loose, not caring if it woke the neighbors or anyone else in the building.
The throes of orgasm slowed, everything began tingling. She was exhausted and numb with pleasure. Naruto stopped his mouth and slowly withdrew from her body. "How… how was it?" he asked.
Hinata couldn't form words for a moment, needing to let her brain reset. She pulled him down to her, wrapping her arms and legs around him. "You're never doing that," she heaved, "to any other women, ever!" She hugged their naked bodies together, drunk on bliss.
"Wouldn't dream of it," he laughed.
"I can't wait," she whispered, still catching her breath, "until we do it for real."
"No need to rush," he smiled, "I'm never leaving your side ever again."
"And I'm never letting you leave," she felt a joyous tear trace her cheek. The light outside was fading as evening gave way to night, "I love you!"
"I love you, too!" She guided his head to rest on her chest, and they held each other until they fell asleep.
Author's notes: Hello everyone! To anyone reading at time of publication: happy lunar new year, and happy year of the ox. I am posting this early because of the Lunar New Year and Valentine's Day Holidays. I have a special shout out to fellow authors Water Rolls, Sailor Silver Ladybug, and Jenna Moreci whose writings provided valuable insight into writing this chapter.
I hope you enjoyed and continue to enjoy. Stay healthy, stay safe, Happy Lunar New Year, Happy Valentine's Day! See you next week!
