It seemed no matter how long she laid wrapped in her fluffy cloud-like bed, sleep evaded Hinata.
She rolled over for what felt like the millionth time that night and shoved her face into her pillow, willing herself not to scream. This insatiable ache in her loins had her tossing and turning for hours as images of Naruto passionately kissing her replayed over and over in her mind.
Her skin felt overheated and sweaty, but the moment she tore her blankets off her body, she would find herself yearning to be covered. Not by her silken sheets, but by a certain, firm body.
She hugged her pillow to her chest, desperately wishing for Naruto to appear and finish what he started.
Hinata had told him to stop. She knew that was the right thing to do, and yet, she found herself craving the feeling of his warm hands on her bare skin and his lips dominating hers with a breathtaking kiss. One that burned her skin with the heat of his passion and ignited something deep inside her core.
Hinata knew she was attracted to Naruto the moment they met. She remembered distinctly when her father told her a war hero would become her new guard. She had never expected him to be her age, let alone so very handsome.
Over time her innocent crush developed into deeper and more substantial feelings, but Hinata knew better than to give her heart away when she was fated for an arranged marriage for the benefit of her kingdom.
Due to her restless night, Princess Hinata woke up much earlier than usual. Deciding to take a stroll outside in hopes that the fresh air and serene sunrise might quell the discomfort between her thighs.
Hinata slipped her silken robe over her nightdress, padded through the quiet castle, and snuck out a side door.
The morning was as lovely as she expected, the soft hues of orange and pink painted the sky as the sun climbed its way above the horizon.
But her meditative moment was quickly interrupted when Hinata noticed the distant sounds of flesh hitting flesh and the aggressive grunting of men sparring. She glided around the side of the castle to find several of the Royal Guardsmen training.
Her attention seemed to immediately gravitate to Naruto.
He was shirtless and glistening with sweat. Her hungry pale gaze couldn't help but devour every inch of his perfectly sculpted body as he wrestled another guard to the ground.
Hinata bit her lip, imagining herself pinned underneath his firm weight. Her body equally sweaty and her breath equally labored as his hands roved over her naked skin. That salacious thought and the mental images that accompanied it had her legs quivering and a needy feeling tingling in her core.
Her eyes were fixed on Naruto, so she hadn't realized that another guard had noticed her until he spoke.
"Good morning, m'lady!" He bowed and the other men were quick to follow his lead. Hinata found herself pouting when Naruto prematurely ended his spar. There was something so arousing about watching him fight.
She straightened up and tried to resist the color tinting in her cheeks when Naruto began trotting over to her.
His blue eyes widened when he discovered she was still dressed in her nightclothes. The sheer fabric outlined her generous bust, and Naruto could feel the heat warming his face when he realized he could see her hardened nipples.
He tried desperately not to appear flustered as he tore his gaze up to meet hers. "Shall I wake your handmaidens to help you dress?"
Hinata just stared past him at the sunrise and sighed. "No, it's fine, let them sleep. I'll be returning to my chambers in a moment."
"May I ask what has you awake at such an early hour?" Naruto inquired, it was odd for the Princess to be out of bed before the sun rose.
"I was quite restless all night actually," Hinata confessed as she hugged the edges of her silky robe around herself to combat the morning chill.
"Excitement over your upcoming nuptials?"
"Certainly, you jest," Hinata mumbled quietly, and his brow rose in surprise at how quick she was to deny looking forward to her own wedding.
He opened his mouth, but his reply died in his throat when Naruto noticed the way her pale gaze traced over his bare, muscled chest glistening with sweat in the early morning sun.
He couldn't quite read the dark look in her opal eyes, whether it was disapproving of him approaching her in such a state of undress or… Suddenly Naruto felt his heart rate increase at the thought of Hinata looking at him with lust.
But certainly, the Princess would never.
That was just wishful thinking on his part. A projection of his own desires.
But even those mental reminders didn't stop Naruto from flexing.
"Tell me, how did you sleep last night?" Hinata asked pointedly, and suddenly he understood that she was blaming him for her inability to sleep.
With his fist against his heart, Naruto bowed deeply. "Allow me to apologize m'lady. I spoke out of turn last night. Your selfless commitment to your kingdom is admirable. My comments…" he swallowed harshly. "...and actions were wholly inappropriate and I hope you will accept my humblest apologies."
"Please raise your head." When he met her gaze, that undeniable fire had left her eyes and she offered him a polite smile, "Don't trouble yourself for another moment, all is already forgiven."
A weight was lifted from his chest.
Even though he never imagined Hinata would tell her father, so brazenly kissing a betrothed princess would have certainly brought him the harshest of punishments. "Your generosity is greatly appreciated, m'lady."
After she dressed and readied herself for the day, Princess Hinata made her way to the castle's front-drive to send off Prince Toneri, who was returning to Moon Kingdom to begin the wedding preparations. He bowed gracefully in farewell before taking her hand in his.
"Until we meet again," he hummed before pressing a kiss to her knuckles.
She was rather disappointed to discover his lips on her skin feel like... nothing. There was no thrill, no fire in her loins, not even a little butterfly flutter in her stomach.
Hinata couldn't help when her gaze drifted to Naruto and suddenly his question from the night before rang through her mind.
"Do you think he'll ever kiss you like this?"
Prince Toneri was a fine man, and maybe she could've been content being his wife had Naruto not gone and ruined everything.
Kissing her like that, with a passion so intense it left her breathless and without any regard for consequence. After experiencing his all-consuming touch, Hinata knew no other man would satisfy her, and she was beginning to resent him for it.
Even after she accepted his apology and Toneri (finally) left, Naruto could tell Princess Hinata was annoyed.
And Hinata is never annoyed.
Her demeanor made him extremely antsy all day. His palms sweat as his overactive imagination told him a million ridiculous reasons why Hinata must hate him now.
Throughout the day she seemed frustrated and distant like she was lost in thought. Instead of her usual hobbies, she chose to sit and quietly stare out the window at the passing clouds.
Naruto desperately wanted to ask what was troubling her, because he hated to see her in such a state of distress, but he was almost certain her poor mood had to do with his comments from the night before.
It was late afternoon before he found the strength to speak up. "I know this morning you said all is forgiven, but I can't help but think that isn't true. You're clearly frustrated with me."
"What frustrates me is that the object of my frustration is the only one who knows me well enough to recognize said frustration, despite my attempts to conceal it," she mumbled, her pale gaze still fixed out the window.
Naruto's face scrunched with confusion, not quite following what she just said. But it definitely sounded like she was mad at him as he suspected.
"Please, m'lady," Naruto began as he knelt on one knee at her feet. "What can I do to earn your forgiveness?"
Princess Hinata looked down to meet his earnest blue gaze. His frantically apologetic behavior only served to irritate her more.
She was bothered that Naruto was suddenly acting like she was made of glass and treating her so gently when all she really wanted was for him to push her against the wall and ravish her with the same fervor as the night before.
Hinata stared down into his eyes a moment, her lips pursed as she contemplated her next move.
Deciding to test out the thoughts that had been plaguing her mind that day, she extended her hand in his direction. "Please, kiss my hand."
Naruto raised a questioning brow, seemingly confused by the command. But as Hinata left her hand hovering in front of his face, those opal eyes watching him expectantly, he chose not to ask questions. Instead, he grabbed her petite hand in his and guided it toward his lips.
A thrill ran up her arm at the contact. The feeling of his soft lips brushing against her knuckles. The way he lingered there as his deep blue gaze flickered up to meet her.
The heated eye contact made her heart race and her mind fill with fantasies completely inappropriate for an engaged woman to be having about another man.
She pressed her thighs together trying to tamp down the need throbbing in her core. The electricity between them was palpable and it stole the breath from her lungs.
Just a kiss on her hand was enough to make her desire him. She could only imagine the pleasurable sensation his lips would bring brushing against her neck, or her stomach, or her inner thigh. Hinata found herself yearning for his touch, for his kiss all over her bare skin.
The contrast she felt between her soon-to-be husband's dead touch and Naruto's that set her on fire and turned her into some lusty little minx was absolutely jarring.
"Please leave."
Hinata hastily stole her hand back and placed it in her lap. Her gaze turned out the window, but Naruto just continued staring at her with wide blue eyes.
"M'lady… I'm sorry… I was just doing as you asked," he mumbled, disappointment evident in his tone.
"I would like to be alone now."
Naruto silently stood and exited the room, a mix of anguish and confusion on his face. But she just watched him leave out of the corner of her eye as her hands frustratedly clenched the fabric of her dress.
Why did he have to awaken these desires in her? Why now?!
It was late in the evening. Naruto stood outside the doors of Princess Hinata's bed chambers as he mentally berated himself for being so very stupid. He somehow managed to make the Princess even more mad at him and he feared they may not be able to reconcile before she moved away to Moon Kingdom.
That thought alone broke his heart.
He was startled from his musings when he heard Hinata's soft voice call to him. Naruto cracked open her door and asked, "Yes, m'lady?"
"Can you please help me?" she asked.
Naruto tentatively slipped inside her bed chambers, his blue eyes darting around the soft, comfortable space decorated in hues of soft purple. His attention seemed to linger on her massive canopy bed. It was a room he didn't often venture inside, but he wasn't about to refuse the Princess when he was so desperate to win back her favor.
"M'lady?" he called when he didn't immediately spot her.
"In here."
Naruto turned toward the sound of her delicate voice and stepped inside the oversized closet that housed all her many gowns. Maybe closet was an understatement being that the room was larger than his own in the Royal Guards' barracks.
He found Hinata standing in front of a full-length mirror. Her arms reached awkwardly behind her back, struggling to untie the ribbons that fastened her dress together. It was only a moment before Naruto realized she was trying to remove her clothes, and his ears immediately grew hot.
"Shall I call one of your handmaidens to assist you?" he asked, trying not to appear as flustered as he felt.
Hinata peeked at him over her shoulder as something mischievous swirled behind her opal eyes. "Can you just help me?" she asked sweetly.
Naruto's eyes widened in surprise at her request, but he unconsciously wet his lips at the thought of peeling the Princess out of that dress and running his hands all over her bare skin. "Umm," his voice was shaky. "Anything for you, m'lady."
With a few steps, he stood right behind her and his hands reached toward the ribbons that vexed her. "Just… just undo these?" Naruto asked with a harsh swallow.
"Yes, please," Hinata replied as she turned back forward and placed her hands on her hips.
He untied the bows with trembling fingers, watching with rapt attention as the bodice of her dress loosened around her small frame. Seeing the pale, bare skin of her back nearly made him light-headed as his thoughts were consumed by the desire to trace his fingers over the delicate curve of her spine and watch her shiver from his gentle touch.
He stayed completely silent as if speaking might make this daydream fade away.
Naruto forced himself to stare up at the ceiling when she slipped her arms out of her sleeves. He could feel himself growing aroused from simply knowing she was undressing in his presence.
"I think you may overestimate the quality of man that I am," Naruto confessed, his voice was strained as his hands clenched into tight fists, desperately resisting the urge to pull her into his embrace and thrust his lips into hers.
"How do you mean?" Princess Hinata asked innocently.
"I mean…" He searched for the most appropriate way to phrase his dilemma. "...it is difficult for me to control my thoughts, and focus on being helpful to you while you prepare for bed."
"What kind of thoughts?" she pressed.
"M'lady..." Naruto choked. Did she seriously want him to detail his dirty fantasies to her?!
"Tell me."
"I can't help but think about... kissing you... like last night," he sighed. "I can't help but fantasize about tasting your skin and touching you everywhere that I shouldn't."
His breath hitched when he felt her grab his wrists and place his hands against her waist. When he made contact with the soft, bare skin of her generous hips, Naruto jerked his gaze back down, only to find Hinata's dress pooled at her feet. His lusty, blue eyes traced each naked curve as an overwhelming hunger stirred in his gut.
"Then do it," she urged. His lips parted but nothing came out, his brain struggling to process the situation despite his body's growing arousal.
Hinata reached up and pulled the pins out of her hair, allowing her dark midnight tresses to cascade down her back. "I think you underestimate my willingness to be selfish," she whispered.
His breathing grew more shallow with each moment he stared at her voluptuous chest. "Are you sure?"
He inhaled sharply as she pressed her bare body against him and purred, "more sure than I have ever been about anything."
As if acting of their own volition his palms slid down the curve of her back and captured her round bottom. When his brain finally caught up, Naruto crashed his lips against hers in an urgent kiss.
Like the night before, a cloud of desire seemed to consume them as their tongues swirled together in a passionate dance. Hinata trembled in his hold as his exploring hands groped her generous curves. The feeling of his skin against hers was so sinfully delicious, she needed more.
Naruto broke their kiss only when he felt Hinata tugging at the hem of his shirt, her hands eagerly attempting to remove the last layers that separated them. He shuddered as her fingers traced through the ridges of his abs before unfastening his pants.
It seemed the Princess was just as impatient as he was.
As he slipped off his trousers, it was quickly apparent that her fantasies didn't do him justice. His hard muscles wrapped in tanned skin were pure temptation. His kisses were tender, yet intense; his touch rough, yet gentle.
When he wrapped her in his heated embrace, Hinata melted into him with a sigh, and the inexplicable fire that seemingly only Naruto could inspire consumed her entire being.
They stumbled backward until Hinata felt the back of her legs hit the chaise lounge inside her closet. She laid back and her body shivered from the feeling of the soft velvet caressing her naked skin. Naruto gazed down at her with lusty blue eyes as she widened her legs and presented herself in offering.
As he loomed over a very naked, very tempting-looking princess, watching as her flushed chest rose and fell with each heavy breath, Naruto remembered that she was untouched. Hinata was pure, she was heaven, and he wanted to both worship and defile her perfect body.
He sunk down to his knees before her, never breaking their heated eye contact. Hinata's heart pounded against her chest as she panted in nervous excitement. His broad shoulders encouraged her quivering legs to spread wider and she felt herself grow shy as Naruto eyed her virgin pussy, soaked with her heady arousal.
Hinata tossed her head back, crying out in surprise and pleasure when Naruto dove between her thighs. His hot tongue delved between her damp folds giving her a kind pleasure she had never experienced before.
He hummed at the taste of her feminine honey as he sucked on her clit and drove her wild. Naruto relished in the sounds of Hinata softly moaning and mewling with each flick of his tongue, but even more he wanted her screaming his name.
He reached between her thighs, allowing two fingers to slide over her wet slit, coating them in her silky essence, before tracing teasing circles around her tight entrance.
Hinata's nails raked through his blonde hair as she gasped his name between shuddering breaths.
"Oh… Naru...to~" she whimpered as he slipped his fingers into tight warmth and began stroking that special spot deep inside her. Naruto groaned at the feeling of her moist walls clenching around his fingers as he continued lapping at her swollen clit.
Her breath became more erratic and her muscles grew tense as this foreign sensation coiled tighter and tighter in her low belly. The scandalous feeling of Naruto's hot tongue lavishing her most private, most sensitive area while his fingers pushed deeper into her wet pussy was driving her mad.
Hinata inhaled a sharp breath when the tension mounting in her core came crashing down in a tidal wave of unimaginable pleasure.
Her pale thighs clamped around his head and her hands pulled at his hair, but Naruto continued his assault on her over sensitive clit, prolonging her release until she was convulsing against the chaise and screaming out his name in broken syllables.
"Oh! oh!~" Hinata sighed breathlessly when Naruto finally lifted his head. He watched her, darkened blue eyes glittering with amused satisfaction, as the Princess struggled to regain her composure after such an earth-shattering orgasm.
He dragged his tongue across his lips, licking off the lingering juices, as he climbed over her. His knee pressed into the velvet chaise as he positioned himself between her creamy thighs. His cock was painfully hard, her breathy affirmations, and the taste of her sweet pussy only made him more aroused.
His fingers dug into the soft swell of her hip, as his other trembling hand guided his aching cock to her entrance. He exhaled a breathy groan as he slid between her folds, bathing his stiff member in her silky essence. She felt so unbelievably incredible, Naruto could only imagine this was a dream.
A dream he never wished to wake from.
He wanted Princess Hinata to be his for life, but she would soon be leaving for the Moon Kingdom, so if all he could have was just this one night, he was going to savor it.
His gaze flickered up to meet her half-lidded opal eyes, still dazed from her first orgasm. Hinata reached up, her hands wrapping around his firm biceps. "Please, Naruto~" she cooed as the tip of his cock teased her entrance. "I want you so bad."
His face scrunched as he sighed out a harsh breath. His heart ached, because she may never know for how much and how long he had yearned to hear those words from her lips.
One of her smooth legs hooked around his waist as he slowly tilted his hips forward, watching her brow furrow and her lips part as he sunk into her tight, wet heat.
She gasped as her back arched into him. Her eyes fell closed, so overwhelmed with the sensation of being stretched, being filled by his hard cock. It was so unfamiliar, and yet it seemed to be exactly what her body had been craving since the moment his lips first brushed against hers.
He exhaled a groan as he buried himself to the hilt. Fully sheathed inside her tight warmth, Naruto stilled his movements, allowing them both a moment to adjust.
"Hinata," he breathed as his fingers softly brushed her tousled bangs from her face. "You're so beautiful."
Pale eyes fluttered open to meet blue, and Hinata felt her heart warm. He had never called her by only her first name before. Addressing her as such almost felt as intimate as the act they were engaged in.
"Naruto," she whispered softly in response as her hand reached up to cup his cheek. Her foggy mind couldn't seem to produce any other words, but she hoped he understood how much he meant to her.
Slowly, he began to pull out before plunging back in, finding a gentle rhythm that had Hinata's nails biting into his biceps as she moaned from the pleasure of being filled over and over by his thick cock.
Naruto buried his face in the crook of her neck as he lavished her sensitive flesh with wet kisses and soft nips. He could feel her pulse racing against his lips as he steadily rocked his hips deeper into hers.
"Oh~" she sighed. "...yes, please…please!~"
Hinata's fingers tangled into his blonde hair as she tilted her head to the side to grant him better access. Naruto nuzzled against her neck, the hazy cloud of lust that surrounded them seemed to free him of his previous reservations because he heard himself whisper, "I love you. I've always loved you."
"Oh, Naruto!~" A wanton moan spilled from her lips and a sudden, possessive urge churned in his gut. His lips trailed down her collarbone to suck on the tender skin of her full breasts, determined to leave dark love bites all over her pale flesh just to let her would-be husband know that he had her first.
Dizzying amounts of adrenaline pumped through his veins with every soft whimper Hinata exhaled. His wet tongue teased over her hardened nipples, softly biting them just to feel her core clench harder around his length. The tight clutch of her wet pussy was intoxicating, each drag of his hard cock felt better than the last.
Naruto's lips found hers again, silencing her moans with a bruising kiss. He could feel her moist walls fluttering around his cock as plowed into her again and again. Hinata's body grew taut as she steadily climbed toward that blissful peak.
Stars burst behind her closed eyes and her toes curled in ecstasy as the tension in her core dissolved into another pulsing orgasm. "Oooh!~" she mewled against his lips.
It was only a moment before Naruto felt himself tumbling over the edge after her. With a deep groan and a few final thrusts, he spilled his hot release inside her quivering pussy. His body buzzed with satisfaction as he slipped out of her tight clutch.
Her body still trembled from the aftershocks of her release as he cupped her cheek and guided her lips to his in another tender kiss.
Naruto and Hinata laid naked beside each other on her lilac chaise lounge, their limbs tangled together as they struggled to catch their breath after their vigorous lovemaking.
"What now?"
"Run away with me."
A/N: you can decide who said that last line lol. thank you so much for reading! please please leave a comment! I love hearing your thoughts and reactions!