Request continued, they get married. Some hijinx ensue.
For once, Naruto actually woke up early because he was so excited. His auntie and favourite pervert are getting hitched! He woke up to the sound of water and heavy breathing. Which wasn't exactly a welcoming sound. The hype was certainly squished when he entered the bathroom and Jiraiya looked petrified. The poor man had even cut himself while shaving. What does he do when the groom looks so scared? There's not much he can do. The apartment was empty for the most part. They spent a majority of the 'bachelor party' moving everything to the new house. He had to drag a love drunk Jiraiya back to the apartment to not spoil anything for the next day. Jiraiya seemed fine then. He was stumbling around and squished Naruto into a hug while blabbing on about how excited he was to get married.
"I... I'm fine." Jiraiya said as he stared at himself in the mirror.
Naruto grabbed your fiancé by the back of the arm and dragged him to the bedroom. The only thing that's left in the house is the old mattresses. Yours has enough stains on it that Naruto really doesn't want to think about. He used some toilet paper to put pressure on the cut. Jiraiya took over and held the paper against his face.
"Am I doing the right thing?" He asked quietly.
Naruto tilted his head in question. "What do you mean, Pervy Sage?"
"I uh... should I be marrying her?" Jiraiya asked more of himself than anyone else. He slumped down, feeling tired from the idea. He's been overthinking for like six hours now. The moment he got into bed, his brain wouldn't shut off and he stared at the ceiling as his brain worked at double the speed to review his buried doubts. He used his free hand to rub his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. "Fuck it's not fair. She's so young... what am I doing?"
Jiraiya feels as if he's taken every step he could. He retired from the military to live a peaceful life. He's taking steps to stop smoking and cutting his drinking back. Anything that might give him a few more years. But the fact is that time still feels like it's against him. You are so much younger. And he's so old. He's already over the hill and you aren't even on it. He should have just let you go. Let you be happy with someone else to spare you the pain of being with him for what feels like such little time. But he loves you so much! He feels like he's going crazy just from being away from you. He feels incomplete and weird. Like he had felt when he left for two years.
A hard whack to his forehead got his attention. He looked at Naruto in offence. Did... did Naruto just hit him? That little shit! Naruto is standing in fronting of him with arms crossed and a firm frown.
"What the heck, Pervy Sage?!" Naruto was greatly displeased. He whacked Jiraiya around to drive home the point. Maybe if he hits the old dude around in the head enough, some sense may return to it. "I thought you loved auntie! You can't get cold feet! I won't let you break her heart like that!"
"Ow! Ow I do love her!" Jiraiya retaliated. He caught Naruto's hand and frowned at him. "I just... What if I'm wrong? I don't want to... to..." He sighed and rubbed his eyes again. "I don't want to put her through anymore pain. I'm old... so much could go wrong."
"You aren't that old!" Naruto scoffed at the idea. "You're happy aren't you?"
"Yes..."
"And I know you make her happy!" Naruto beamed a smile. "I know I gave you a hard time at first, but I know you and auntie are good for each other. Practically perfect! This is the happiest I've seen both of you! Without a doubt this'll go great!"
After several blinks, Jiraiya relaxes. That was the first nice thing Naruto had said about the relationship. It does make him feel better. He sighed and smiled. "Okay... Okay thanks, kid."
"No problem, you old perv!" Naruto hit his back in a friendly way. "Let's get dressed! We got a wedding to get to!"
"I'm fine." You quietly tell the people around you.
You feel tired. But happy. You didn't sleep very well. Your brain wouldn't turn off. You missed Jiraiya. He insisted you and him don't see each other for a whole day before the wedding. Which was harder than you thought it was going to be. The whole night you wished you had his arms around you. You crashed at your maid of honour's house and she was kindly letting the rest of your ragtag wedding party get ready there as well.
So far the most touching thing was how some of the women you know have come together to help you. You weren't particularly close to them until now. Sakura agreed right away to be your maid of honour, it fit since Naruto was Jiraiya's best man. Hinata with her fine eye for detail adjusted your clothing and tied your obi into a perfect bow, which was red while your dress was white. Ten Ten reined in her strong teammates to help set up things and keep them on track to not break anything in their need to prove themselves and their youth. All of them were currently there with you. They giggled and asked you questions about love. They're young! It's natural that they're curious. But it's hard to explain. There's no real words to describe what it's like to be in love.
You stop fretting with your hair. You've decided to keep mostly the same. Down and natural. Mostly because Jiraiya tends to prefer it that way, but he won't ever admit that. He always touches it when it's down though. He runs his fingers through it and curls sections of it around his finger. He was the first man to say your hair is beautiful. He compares it to lovely things like how it shimmers like fire in the light. Or has the colours of roses and cherries. But when he compares it to cherries. He tends to lightly push your bottom lip down with his thumb and say how he likes that your lips remind him of cherries too.
"Sweet and delicious!" He'd jovially say before finally kissing you.
Sigh.
You miss him.
But all is well. You're fine. More than fine. You're getting married today to the man you love! How can things not be fine? Your nerves settle a little. It's gonna be more than absolutely fine. When you see Jiraiya, it'll be to vow to love him for the rest of time. Nothing could be more perfect.
You grab your bouquet, which was carefully arranged by Ino. She made you something that really reflected what you told her you wanted. The mix of winter and spring flowers were perfect. With lilies, daffodils, and snowdrops. They were red, yellow, and white. Bright and happy, yet mellow and subtle. Focusing on the blossoms calm you down.
"It's time!" Sakura was practically bouncing in place she was so excited.
Okay. There's no use dwelling on the small things now. It's time to get married. Which is still a little wild to think about. It's all happening so fast! Less than half a year of being with Jiraiya and he's gonna wed you. How much better could life piece together!
The ceremony is outside among the trees that make Konoha so special. Old and large trees that protect their people with their thick shady canopies. It maybe a training ground, but done up properly with flower petals scattered on the ground and a small crowd with well dressed people, it's not so bad. Simple and easy. Nothing else is needed. Everything was perfect.
"Auntie!" Naruto chirped happily and bounded up to you.
"Look at you! You look wonderful!" You coo at the sight of him.
He's in a formal haori hakama that was back on top and orange on the bottom. The clan symbol was on the back of his haori. He even combed his hair and washed his ears! You fix a crease in his kosode and smile warmly.
"So do you!" He laughed at your fretting and pulled your hand away. He leaned in close and smiled devilishly. "You should have seen Pervy Sage this morning. He was freaking out!"
"Oh? A little anxious was he?" A smile grows on your face. The idea of Jiraiya giving in to his nerves was unusual. The man was usually so stoic. He was usually laid back and chill with nothing that could really rattle him.
"Completely! He's pacing back and forth right now." Your nephew cackles with joy.
"Don't be so rude." You lightly scold. You can't resist reaching up to fix some of Naruto's hairs. "A man has the right to be nervous on his wedding day. I hope to see you pace that anxiously on your day of marriage."
"Yeah yeah, I know!" He grabbed your hand and linked it with his. "Let's get this show on the road!"
Naruto sent a clone to give the thumbs up. Jiraiya's sigh of relief could be heard throughout the field. Thank god it's starting. Thank god you're here! You round the corner holding onto Naruto tightly. He pats your hand as if to say he has you. You know he does. He won't let you trip. It you do, he'll catch you. Your wedding party goes first, with the teenage girls who helped you leading the way to your husband to be. Your breath hitches as your eyes meet his.
The anxiety and worry completely melted off of Jiraiya's face. He smiled and let out the breath he was holding. There you are. There he is. Now that feels right. Seeing you in your wedding dress was... perfect. His eyes look you over. Then his eyes meet yours again and his smile grows. He didn't have to say it. His face said it all.
You look him over in the same way. He looks amazing. He always looks amazing but like today he looks more amazing. He's also in traditional haori hakama but with a muted dark green hakama rather than the brilliant orange like your nephew has on. It's very similar in colour to his everyday wear but darker. His hair is down, which is very rare to see, with pieces pulled from behind his ears over his shoulders. There's a dust of pink over his cheeks all the way to the tips of his ears. He must be feeling a swell of things if he's so pink.
Naruto officially gives you away with a kiss on the cheek and a firm hug. You hold him tightly before letting go. He puts your hands in your love's with confidence. Jiraiya shares a coy smile with Naruto as the teen retreats to stand behind him. Sakura holds your flowers while you hold onto Jiraiya tightly.
"Hi." He finally said.
"Hi." You say back.
"You look..." He paused to chuckle. There's so many words to describe it but he can't form any of them. His brain is failing to communicate the words to his mouth. He brushed some of your hair out of your face. "Gorgeous." It's the word he'll settle on, but there's truly no word in this language to accurately describe how you look to him.
You smile at him. Jiraiya knows exactly what to say. You notice something on his face and reach out to caress his jaw. You run your thumb over the little cut he had there. He simply shrugged.
"Cut myself while shaving." He explained.
"Oh? Where you a little nervous?"
Jiraiya shook his head. "Nah. I've been pretty steady."
A bemused and heavily sarcastic snort from behind him said otherwise. You giggle when Jiraiya quickly looked over his shoulder to shoot Naruto a dirty look. He whipped back around when the man officiating the wedding cleared his throat. While your ears listen to the speech the officiate is saying, your eyes never leave your beloved. Jiraiya is the same boat. His thumb runs over your knuckles as he holds your hand. His other hand wanders. He uses the back of his hand to caress your cheek and his thumb runs over your bottom lip. He's addicted to touching you and he's been deprived of it for too long. You run your hand down the hem line of his kosode. You touch his bare chest underneath, feeling his pounding heartbeat for a moment. You move on aimlessly to stroke his hair. It looks so pretty when it's down and styled like that.
It's like no one else existed in that moment. Just you and Jiraiya. The man you love so much in the centre of your world. When it came to the vows, they were spoken softly. No one else needed to hear. You repeat the words as they were spoken to you. Jiraiya does the same with the same quiet tone. The rings are exchanged and placed on one another's fingers. They are simple silver bands that match.
"I now pronounce you partners for life." The officiate tapped Jiraiya's arm and motioned to you. "You may kiss your wife."
Jiraiya doesn't need to be told twice. He curls his fingers under your chin and angled it ever so slightly before going in. Your lips connect with his. It feels like electricity sparked when they do. You reach up to place your hands on the back of his neck. He moves his down your sides before settling on your hips. It's a moment that you'll remember forever. The first kiss as husband and wife.
When it broke, you are smiling. So is Jiraiya and he refuses to step away or let go. His forehead is pressed against yours. His nose and lips keep brushing against yours. You open your eyes and are met with his. They always shine so brightly now. They have never changed whenever they look at you. The dark colour of them only accentuates the light when he looks at you with such joy and love.
It was then that you tuned back into the world. There is cheering and clapping all around you. Heat rises to your face as you sneak a look to your crowd of guests. It was a pretty good turn out. You barely even noticed them you were so focused on seeing your beloved. All of Naruto's friends were there along with their teachers. All of their faces you know as ones that have always been nice to you. Friends. They're your friends too. You retake your flowers and Jiraiya holds your hand tightly as he leads you back down the aisle the crowd created. They throw more flower petals as you walk by with your husband.
As soon as you round the nearest corner, Jiraiya picks you up by the back of your thighs. You hold onto him by his neck and wrap your legs around his waist as he held you tightly and span around in a circle. He fell over and you yelp as you land on your back on the soft grass.
"We're married!" He yelled excitedly to the sky and his limps extended upwards. He relaxed and rolled over until he was on top of you. He pecked your lips in kisses. "Finally. Finally you're my wife."
Jiraiya hardly remembers why he was so worried. Nothing in his life has ever felt so right. He feels relieved now that it's over. He's got a ring on his finger and a beautiful wife. He never thought he would ever do this. It feels so amazing to live this way! He's gonna feel it for the rest of his life.
"The worst is over now." You couldn't resist laughing. You feel giddy with relief. That went of without a hitch! You hold the back of his head as you kiss him back. You fix a lock of hair that landed over his face and picked out some of the petals that landed in his thick white mane. "You look amazing, by the way."
"Thanks. So do you." He pressed one final big kiss on you before pulling back and dragging you back to your feet. "Come on! There's one thing I want to do before we go to the party."
You hold onto his hand as he took you away. For a moment, you wonder what could be so important to do. Then the entrance to the cemetery came into view. Ah. Oh. Jiraiya stopped in front of the graves that mark Minato and Kushina. Seeing them always made you sad. They shouldn't have their names on stones when they were so young and happy. You lean in and rest your head against Jiraiya's arm.
This is another activity that took a lot of his time with you. You always had to bring Jiraiya with you to visit the cemetery. He was the rock you relied on when seeing them so you don't fall apart. When you were young and they first died, you couldn't work up the strength to go see your family's graves. Until Jiraiya forced you. He said you had to face it to move on. You remember kicking and screaming as he yanked you along. He dumped you in front of their graves and yelled at you to face the truth. He told you to stop hiding from the pain and deal with it. That you wouldn't be happy until you had that closure. After he was done his emotional rant, he stared at you for a long time. You stared back. Then broke into tears. He knelt down on the ground beside you and held you while you cried.
"And that's when you knew you loved me?" Jiraiya asked.
"Yeah..." You sigh. His hand runs up into your hair. It feels nice as he plays with it and combs it away from your face. "I knew that any man who would force me to face what I fear, but stayed to help me deal with it was a man worth everything in the world."
He smiles. For that long eh? Wow was he foolish for not seeing it sooner. And for hesitating to act for so long. Well... he has you now. Now and forever. You picked two of the nicest flowers out of your bouquet and handed one to Jiraiya. He took it and at the same time you and him set them on a grave. While Minato and Kushina couldn't be here to celebrate, you still want them to be apart of this. You don't have much to offer them aside from a flower or two. In a perfect world where they lived, without a doubt Kushina would have run half of the show to make sure everything was perfect for your big day, and Minato would be the very calm energy Jiraiya would rely on to relax and focus when the ceremony started. He'd stand behind his teacher with pride and share wide flirty grins with Kushina who was behind you. Their son was a good stand in... He gave you away while he stood proudly behind his teacher.
Your sniffle didn't go unnoticed. Jiraiya immediately turned towards you and wiped away the tear that had slipped free down your cheek. There should be no tears shed on your wedding day. He doesn't ever want to see you cry and he'll do everything he can to stop your tears whenever they come. He gently lifted your chin to force you to look at him before he went in for a kiss.
"I think they understand why we came..." He offered you some words of quiet comfort. "Let's go, before Naruto sends a wave of clones to find us."
You crack a smile and Jiraiya smiles even wider. There we go, that's what he likes to see. He scooped you up into a bridal carry and kicked off from the ground. He used his now not so used ninja skills to jump along the high points he comes across. The roofs and railings becoming his walkway as he used well placed steps to walk along the narrow passages they create. The sudden fast pace and random directions he jumps gets a thrill out of you. It's been so long since you've felt this! The last time you ran like this was when you chased Naruto when he was a little kid. You would chase him, catch him, lecture him, then drag him back to the class he was skipping.
It's been a while since Jiraiya ran like this too. The news of his retirement spread throughout the village like wildfire. The people of Konoha were quite surprised he signed off. But put two and two together when your engagement to him was announced in the paper a day later. You accepted his choice. If that's what he wants, then you won't argue. It meant plenty of time devoted to one another. Not that you are worried, but he promised you that he has more than enough money that he makes with his books to take care of you. Surprisingly, Naruto took it pretty well. He was conflicted because he didn't understand how someone could make that decision, but also did understand since it was to be with you. He stopped moping when Jiraiya promised to help him with anything he didn't understand for his training.
Jiraiya came to a stop in the village square. There was a large party tent set up with lights stringed along the inside. There was tables set and people flooded inside. The fall changeover meant the sun was already setting, so the whole place was lit up beautifully. He set you down on your feet. He grabbed your hand as he led the way towards it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mister and Misses Uzumaki!" Your excited nephew announced to the crowd.
You grin while Jiraiya huffs in amusement. He wasn't expecting to hear it for the first time by Naruto, but it was still nice to hear. It's traditional for the one being married into a clan to take the name. He's happy to hold a name like Uzumaki. He wasn't so attached to his last name anyways. The guests cheered as you entered with your husband. You can't help but blush as you had so much attention on you and it wasn't negative. The whole place just had an atmosphere of love and acceptance.
Everyone was out of their seats and mingling, so you usher towards your table. The decision was made to make the head table all about you and your husband. Just a small table for you and him. Your wedding party at a table together near you and everyone else was free to sit where they liked. It seemed that teams were sitting together with their senseis floating about between an adults table they made and going to check on their kids.
The food was finally set out. Jiraiya spent the money to get catering. While people kindly offered to bring food, he refused since he didn't want to put anyone out. This was easier. He used a mix mash of a few different local restaurants to give people some variety. Including ramen to please Naruto. Which was honestly pretty great! Who doesn't want a big bowl of noodles on their wedding day! It was nice to have the moment to sit down and relax with your food. Which you didn't realize how hungry you were until you had the food in front of you. The anxiety of today had numbed the hunger pains. You set your hand on Jiraiya's thigh and leaned in to rest your head on his shoulder. He put his arm around you and kissed the top of your head. He rested his cheek on your head and his thumb rubbed back and forth on your arm. It was nice to just take a moment and enjoy being next to him.
Champagne was set out and thus started the toasts. It started with Naruto and Sakura fighting for the mic until Sakura won. She gave a short and sweet toast about love and all the great things that come with it. She was well spoken and kind. It ended with her raising her glass and everyone joined her. Next came your beloved nephew. He prattled on a little, comparing love to a good bowl of ramen. You had to squeeze Jiraiya's thigh to keep him from snickering.
"He wrote his own speech." He whispered to you.
"You let him? I'm surprised." You raise a brow and grin.
"Yeah well, he was very insistent. I managed to get it from three pages to one."
Naruto wrote three pages? My goodness! He didn't even put that much effort into his school essays. What on earth did he doddle about for three pages? The crowd was giggling at some of his comparisons. Like how marriage is like a rich broth and it's required to offset but enhance the noodles when they come together. But he wrapped it up on a good note.
"But uh... anyways." Naruto paused and scratched the back of his head sheepishly. He smiled at you and Jiraiya brightly. "I just hope I find someone that makes me happy like how auntie and Pervy Sage are!"
You raise a glass with your husband and cheer with the crowd. Someone started clinking their glass, which everyone else joined in. Jiraiya was quick to stand and offer you his hand. You grab it and he pulled you up before grabbing your ass. He pulled you flush against him and went down to give you a kiss. You held onto his arms as he kissed you breathless. He even dipped you backwards which got a big cheer from the crowd. He pulled you away from the table and went straight for the middle of the area, which was cleared for dancing.
"You know how to dance?" You ask surprised.
"I'm a man of many talents." Jiraiya answers with a grin.
He took charge in holding your hand and waist firmly. You put your hand on his shoulder and grip his hand tightly. He took the first step in leading the first dance. As is traditional, it was a slow song. You follow his lead smoothly, falling in line with his steps as he waltzed with you. He even lifted you up by your waist and put you in a small spin before setting you down. The announcement went out that other couples were welcome to join in. Not many did. You saw Asuma bring Kurina, she was a little resistant because of her pregnancy. She was already showing and hesitant to speak about it. But he assured her that all was perfect... Which was honestly super sweet. Sakura basically forced Hinata to ask Naruto. She was bright red, but he was a little oblivious and brought her out with enthusiasm. Funnily enough, Gai dragged Kakashi out for some sort of challenge. You hid your amusement by burying your face into your husband's chest. Jiraiya tilted you back into a dip and you naturally let your head fall back. He kissed your neck in a soft, gentle kiss before lifting you back up.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too." You whisper back. You put your hand on the back of his head and guide him down for another kiss.
While the more traditional dances had to be cut due to the circumstances, there was one you insisted you have. You pulled your nephew to centre stage and forced him to dance with you. He was a little awkward at first, but got it once you led him a little. Naruto is the only blood family you got left. It just felt right to have a dance with him.
Once the song ended, Jiraiya interrupted to take you back in his arms. It uh... went back and forth for a while. The old rivalry for your attention rekindled as the two men fought for a dance with you. Can't they set it aside for one day? You played along, pretending not to notice when Naruto pouted or Jiraiya glared. It was pretty fun to be whisked away by your two favourite people as they competed. Your husband eventually won out, spinning you away by your hand and holding you tightly. You laughed and nuzzled your face against his neck while he smirked victoriously.
You stay on the dance floor with him for several songs. It seemed no matter how peppy or upbeat, you and Jiraiya preferred to slow dance. The position changed where he had his hand on your back and his head on yours. You are against his body with your head turned against his neck. He can feel your eyelashes brush against his skin you're so close. He's bent over a little due to you being shorter. His other hand was still holding yours to hold the lazy dance stance. His feet barely lifting to sway with you.
Something catches his eye. Jiraiya looks up. He smiles and lifts his hand off of your back to wave. At the very edge of the tent, where the lights are barely illuminating, stood Tsunade. She showed up! Jiraiya missed her greatly when he noticed she wasn't there for the ceremony. She smiled and waved back at him. She stayed along the edge and never entered, even though she was more than welcome too. It's best in her mind that she watch from a distance. Even from there she could see how happy he was. He nuzzled his cheek back against your head. He shut his eyes and went back to being indescribably happy. Next he opened his eyes, she was gone.
"Is something wrong?" You ask quietly against his neck.
You felt the vibrations in his chest and neck when he hummed thoughtfully. He kissed the top of your head and told you everything was fine. He has all he could ever want.
The party lasted late into the night. When you kept yawning, Jiraiya decided it's time to take you home. He's tired too, but extremely excited for this part. He sweeps you off of your feet and carries you away. He left with you quietly, the guests still there didn't even notice. It was mostly the rowdy teenage boys who still had energy to expend. Your head rested on his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" You ask. You gesture vaguely in the other direction. "The apartment is that way."
"I know." Jiraiya looked down at you with a grin.
You are certainly confused. Where in the world could he be taking you? He carried you to the older neighbourhoods of Konoha. He finally stopped in front of a house. It was pretty on the outside. A pale yellow house with a little stone walk way to the front door. There is high fences and an old spruce tree in front to make it cozy and closed in. It's private.
Jiraiya set you down at the front door. You lean against him and watch him curiously. He pulled a key out from his pocket. He smiles and sticks it in the lock. It clicks and he opens the door.
"Welcome home." He said and gestured to the inside.
What? Oh... Oh!
Oh holy shit!
You switch between looking at him and into the house. You take a tentative step into the foyer. Jiraiya reached across from you and flicked on the light. You take it in. The freshly painted walls that had the pictures from the apartment on them. You can see some of your furniture in the living room from your perspective at the door. You look at your husband.
"You bought us a house?" You ask, stunned at the idea.
"Er yeah." Jiraiya casually shrugged his shoulders. His hand reached up and rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Do you like it?"
You don't answer him. Your brain is lagging on what to take in. The fact that he bought a house is still sinking in. He worries a little. Maybe if he showed you around! Jiraiya grabbed your hand and took you for the tour. There's a kitchen with lots of counter space and cabinets. It's open to see into the dining room and living room. It's all furnished with the stuff from the apartment and some new stuff as well.
"It's two levels." Jiraiya explained as he led you into the living room. He pointed out a few things as he explained. There was a bay window with a cushion, perfect for reading or cuddling that he seems quite excited to use. "This level and a basement... the basement isn't really finished though."
"You bought a house." You repeat, still in shock.
"Yeah! Oh! Wait until you see the bathroom!" Jiraiya continues to be enthusiastic. He led you to the main bathroom and he opened the door. "Pretty nice, eh?"
You look at it. It was a full wet room with a tub, detachable shower head, and a nice vanity. He's prattling on about the renovation he and Naruto did to set the tub in. He was clearly very proud of his work. He's not a handy guy so he's very pleased with the result. And it gave him an excuse to order the little punk around again, which was fun. It did look very nice. Clean and well installed.
"We also worked on the laundry room! It looks awesome, you're gonna love it!" He insisted and pulled you to the back of the house. You stop and pull on his hand.
"Jiraiya." You say his name quietly.
"I know I should have asked you."
"Jiraiya." You raise your voice.
"It's the perfect place! You just haven't seen the rest of it yet!"
"Jiraiya!"
He paused and stood there nervously. He knew this move was gonna be a hit or miss. It was ballsy to buy a house without telling you. But he wanted this new chapter in his shared life with you to be completely fresh. And there is no room for him in the apartment. It's just too little for a growing family. You look up at him with teary eyes. You wrap your arms around him tightly.
"I love it." You tell him. "You bought us a house... I couldn't be happier."
You had no clue he did this. He put such thought into it! He even roped Naruto in to help him renovate and make it pretty to surprise you. It was a tad odd to think Jiraiya is going to be here in one place. He's always been on the go for his whole life. Now he's going to be here with you. In a big beautiful house. The ideal spot for having a family. He has no where else he would rather be. The idea of settling down and living out the ideal family dream felt right.
Jiraiya relaxed. He let out a relieved breath and hugged you back. This is the house he saw himself living out the rest of his days with you. He can occupy some of his free time doing something with the bottom level. He has a lot of ideas. Most of them involving some tiny details... many tiny details. Ones that like to run around and play. Ones he can chase around and their laughter will fill the house.
"There's one room I really want you to see." He said.
"The bedroom?" You venture a guess with a chuckle.
"Hm.." He smiles and laughs. "It is a bedroom."
He backs up with his hands dragging down your arms. His fingers hold yours and he backs up to lead you to it. You follow curiously. What did he want to show you? He looks nervous. You offer him a smile. He returns it. But honestly... this is making him anxious. Again, it's another ballsy move that could go amazing or he could have just started this marriage on a terribly awkward note. He stopped in front of a closed door. He motioned for you to open it. He's blushing rather heavily and the anxiety was getting easy to read in his expression.
You open the door and take the room in. You gasp at the sight. It's... a nursery. With things you recognize. Naruto's old baby blankets were folded by his refurbished crib in the corner of the room. Some of his old baby jumpers and onesies were placed on top of a small dresser. There's one picture with Minato and Kushina holding their newborn and looking so happy. Beside it is the one picture you managed to get of you, Naruto, and Jiraiya together on there as well. With you smiling brightly in that picture, but there's bags under your eyes. Jiraiya is holding the fussy looking toddler in his arms and forcing a smile to the camera, his hair messy and eyes bloodshot from being up the night previous to help you with Naruto. He was just as cranky as the baby was that day but finally caved and put on a smile since you've been asking for a picture with him for months. He could never really say no to you. When he found it while packing up the apartment... he realized he wanted that with yours and his own baby. It all sorta fell into place when he realized how much he could salvage to make a nursery.
You wander in to get a better look. Jiraiya stays at the door watching you and letting you take it in uninterrupted. There's new stuff as well. A mobile dangling on the head of the crib that had little painted cartoon toad heads that you can easily recognize as some of Jiraiya's summons. A rocking chair by the crib outfitted with a soft looking blanket that was perfect for swaddling a little one or placing on the shoulders of a sleepy mother or father. A small book shelf with children books tucked into the shelves. A simple wooden chest that had "toys" scribed on it in very familiar handwriting. There's already an array of stuffed animals sitting on it. On the far wall was a small twin bed suited for a growing child or their parents to crash on. It doesn't have any sheets on it yet. All of it is very gender neutral in colours. Perfect to host either a little boy or a little girl. And with a few tweaks it could be easily suited for either.
"I uh... didn't want to buy anything else until we knew the gender." Jiraiya explained. He can feel his face getting warmer.
Of course now it hits him that you and him haven't even really talked about babies. Everything has been moving so fast. You and him have been together for only half a year. And well... half of that time has been practice runs for making babies. He really wants kids. He assumed you want them too. He didn't let anyone else work on this room because of that. He wanted it to be a solo project to really show you how serious he is about this. That and he didn't want Naruto to freak out. Jiraiya himself still isn't sure if this surprise was heartwarming or creepy.
"I know you just finished raising Naruto." Jiraiya spoke up again, feeling less confident about this whole idea from what looked like a lack of enthusiasm on your end. "And we don't have to have kids right away. Or er-!" He put his hands up in a stop gesture. "W-We don't gotta have 'em at all! We can use this room for other things!" While he does want children, he won't force you into doing anything you don't want.
You watch your husband nervously backpedal. He's stammering on and on about ideas he has for a room like this. He's red in the face. Heh... dummy. You hug him. He quiets down and holds you. This couldn't be more perfect and wonderful. You sneak your hands under his kosode and touch his bare skin. You kiss the bottom part of his chest where his pecks meet his ribs.
"There's nothing more sad than an empty nursery." You say softly. You look up to meet his eyes. "So let's fill it."
Having his children sounds like the perfect next step. You know how good of a father he's going to be since he did so well with Naruto. Being a mother again and raising a wee babe sounded lovely. There's something you miss about holding a newborn and comforting them with love and affection. This time you'll get to do it with the man of your dreams always at your side to help you. Like he always had. Only now it's with a baby you and him made together. He did such a beautiful job putting the nursery together. It would be a shame not to use it. His face lights up with excitement.
"Then you're gonna love the room next door!" Jiraiya practically sang as he led the way.
He picked you up off of your feet and carried you like a husband should do for his bride. He kicked open the door to reveal the master bedroom. The large bed is the first thing to greet you. Complete with new bedding that is begging to be broken into. He set you down onto the duvet and crawled over top. You share a loving smile with him as you look at him slowly and he does the same.
He pulled on your obi while he occupied your lips with his kisses. It fell free and the folds of your kimono soon followed. You moan to encourage him to keep going. You arch your back to give him room to unclasp your bra. You lift your arms so he can pull it off. He moves on to kiss the side of your neck while he hooked his fingers around your panties. The edges of his hair tickle your skin as his lips drag down your belly as he pulls you free of the fabric. You sit up, following his lips in a slow arch upwards.
You pull off his haori and kosode. You kiss the start of the scar on his torso. The tip of it sits on his collarbone. He shudders when your finger runs down the main vein of the scar to the impact point on his belly. His bellybutton is so warped it's practically gone it's hidden under so much scar tissue. You like drawing attention to it. He doesn't talk about it. Which means he doesn't like it. He still hasn't told you how he got it. You've found Jiraiya a few times staring at himself in the mirror. His morning ritual interrupted by his own mind as he stands shirtless in the bathroom. His gaze critical as he observes his body. You like to come up from behind him and put your arms around him. You kiss his shoulder as you hide the concave warped circle in his belly with your hands. To which he smiles at and forgets the bad feelings it causes him. If you like it... he can like it.
You smirk at him and kiss the cut on his face. He's beautiful no matter how much he doubts himself. Jiraiya's smile dropped into a gasp when your other hand dives under his pants. He's already half hard in your grasp. He bites his lip and his hands rub your thighs. You shift to your knees and crawl forward. You pull his stiffening cock out and stroke it until it's fully erect. You're turned on and ready. Your body presses against his as you began to sink down to impale yourself on his cock. He holds on tightly and covers your neck and collarbone with kisses. You moan with unison with him as you take the full length of it. You hold rest your arms on his shoulders with your hands weaved together behind his head. You rock your hips and smile at him as he rolls his hips in an opposing pattern to yours. You steal his lips for a kiss. Which holds and stays as you get comfortable in the gentle rhythm.
The opening of the front door made you jump. It echoed around the house. Your husband growled. The annoyance, frustration, and anger was clear in his expression. There's only one culprit he can think of who would have the distinct timing to absolutely enrage him and deny him the pleasure of making some passionate love with you.
"Auntie! Pervy uncle!" Naruto's cheery voice echoed around the house.
You yelp when Jiraiya threw you off. The sudden lack of him inside of you was odd and certainly not pleasant. He tucked it back in his pants before getting off of the bed and stomping to the rude teenager. You get off the bed after him and run to stand in the doorway of the bedroom. You watch as Jiraiya picked Naruto up by the scruff like a stray cat who wandered in by accident and toss him back outside. He blocked the door with his body and snarled.
"Go." He warned darkly.
Naruto immediately whined. He tried moving around Jiraiya to sneak back in. "Whaaa! Come on! I worked hard with you to set up the house! Let me stay the night!"
A vein pops out of Jiraiya's forehead and he stands firm. Can't the needy little crap stand one god damn night alone?! "Hell no! You got a whole apartment to yourself!"
Naruto stuck his lip out and looked under Jiraiya's arm to pout at you. He gives you big eyes he usually gives you when he wants you to pull rank over your partner. But you're horny. You only got a taste of the rambunctious passionate sex you are gonna get tonight and you want more. Jiraiya looks over his shoulder to look at you. You lean against the door frame biting your lip and your thighs together as you lock eyes with him. He smirks and licks his lips. He's eager to have you too.
"Sorry Naruto." You apologize.
Your nephew looks betrayed. Then horrified when your kimono falls further off your shoulder and he realizes you are in a state of undress. Jiraiya turns back around and grins like the devil. He wins this round. He leans in close to whisper, since you don't approve of him antagonizing Naruto with dirty language.
"If you know what's good for you, nephew," Jiraiya hissed the word with a malicious enjoyment. "You'll beat it so I can fuck my wife. Which I plan to do all night long."
The words completely deflated Naruto. He didn't like hearing that. He didn't like seeing you so aroused. He wasn't sure if he was hot or cold. His face was doing both at the moment. He wanted to die from embarrassment but also hit Jiraiya for talking about you like that. He opened his mouth to protest further.
The door slammed shut in his face. His nose was a hairline away from being broken by the door. He can see Jiraiya's face in the small window of the door. That perverted smile the older man gave him was absolutely evil. It was that 'I'm gonna do terrible things to your aunt and there's nothing you can do about it' smile. The lock clicked loudly before Jiraiya retreated into the house and the lights flicked off. Naruto huffed and retreated back to the apartment. He grumbles bitterly about the whole situation and plots to get back at that old perv somehow.
Jiraiya strolled back to the bedroom where his beautiful, sexy, and very horny bride is awaiting him. He ain't gonna let a little punk like Naruto ruin his fun, especially not on his wedding night! You are residing on the bed facing away from him. You are sitting on your knees with your dress discarded around you. You have your red hair pulled over your shoulder to give him a pleasing view of your back. You look over your shoulder and smile at him. You put your hands on the mattress and lean forward to give him but a taste of the hole eager to take him again.
Oh hell yes. You look phenomenal at this angle. He drops his pants and underwear. He steps out of them and crawls onto the bed. His lips meet your shoulder. His front hits your back. You set your knees to straddle his. You lift yourself up and sink back down on his cock. You moan and your eyes flutter shut from the pleasure. He feels so good!
"Jiraiya... Oh Jiraiya." Your voice is husky and quiet.
Jiraiya hummed a moan deep in his throat. It felt so long since he's had you. Like really had you! Your parts barely kissing his before some cock blocking teenager interrupted does not count! The planning and setting up for the wedding had been to exhausting to have any fun. But now... now nothing will interfere with him having you. He holds your hips. He laced your shoulder and neck with kisses. You hold onto his arms and began to move. You lift yourself up slowly before sinking down. It's a flood of absolute bliss. Every inch and ridge was something you know so well, but it felt so different. But in a good way.
Those lovely lips leave your body as Jiraiya's head lulls back. It rolls in a circle as his hips rock. He helped you with keeping the rhythm with his hands supporting you. Up... all the way to the head... then down. All the way back down to the base. Your pussy feeling wet and tight all around his dick. His eyes shut. Your skin is warm and soft. You smell so good. He runs a hand up and gropes a breast. Your nipple hard and boob tender. Everything about you is addictive.
"Fuck." You purr in pleasure. Your head falls back and meets his shoulder. You stroke your hand up his arm, along his neck, then you run your fingers through his beautiful hair. He turns his head and plants a kiss on your lips. "Touch me more." You moan with your lips a fraction from his.
Jiraiya ran his other hand over your belly. It slid down lower. Your nerves dance when his finger touches your clit. It rubbed slowly over in a circle. It sent shivers up your spine. It urged you to go faster. You speed up. You go faster and faster. His finger accommodates and plays with you faster. Fuck! It's so good! The pleasure is hitting you from the inside out.
You sink down slowly onto your elbows. Jiraiya moans at the sight and feeling. You look good in all positions, but there's just something so good about the face down ass up at the moment. You turn your head and play with your hair. He grabs a fistful of your hair. He holds it firmly to keep you down. You cry out when he pins you hard and thrusts hard. The bed rocks and creaks with the force. He leans down over you. He licked and bit at your ear as he fucked you.
"I love you! I love how you feel!" He moaned loudly in your ear.
"Jiraiya please! Ah!" You cry out. "Oh I love you too!"
His finger attacked your clit hard while he ground his hips against you. You dig your hands into the duvet. His hips jerk and he sucks a breath in between clenched teeth as you climax. Once it passed, you amazing husband sat up and flipped you onto your side. He straddled your leg that was against the bed and lifted the other to rest on his shoulder. He held you by the back of the knee.
"You're a phenomenal woman." Jiraiya spoke softly. He turned his head towards your knee and put a kiss on it. He began to thrust his hips again. He smiled at you warmly when your mouth opens and eyes close in a silent cry. "How did I get so lucky to get you?"
You find your voice and moan. You twist your torso to lay on your back. Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath. You smile the best you can at him as he pleasures you. His gaze slowly looks you up and down. You bite your lip as he looks at you with such affection. Only he looks at you like that and it feels so special. He bends over to be near your face. The angle changed and your knee was now by your face. He holds your lips on his without missing a beat of his hips. You grab onto the back of his head, gripping a fistful of hair.
"And how did I get you?" You ask quietly. You search his eyes, which were lustful and alert to everything you do. "The best man in the whole wide world."
Very soft chuckles was Jiraiya's response. His grip on your leg loosened so that it wasn't contorted to your neck. It fell to his hip and he held it there. The smile dropped a little from his face as he moaned. You feel so good. He could do this forever. He scooped his arm under your hips and lifted you up slightly from the bed. Your back is stuck in an arch. You hold onto him, expecting him to go faster. Your fingers rub against his scalp slowly. But he doesn't. He shakes his head slowly before going down to close the distance between your lips and his. He wants this to be slower. He's spent enough time bruising you, it's time to make it gentler.
Your lips move against his. It's a slow passionate kiss with your tongue meeting his in the middle. You cradle his head with your palms behind his ears and fingers spread out. Jiraiya runs his hand from your thigh slowly up your body. He runs up your side all the way to your arm before sliding under to support you along your spine and neck. He holds your head, his fingers spreading over your scalp. Your hair is soft. It looks so nice spread out over the pillow. He loves touching it whenever he can.
The kiss is forced to break when both you and him inhale sharply. It's only for a moment before they connect again. Your fingers seize and grip his hair. He does the same with a fistful of your hair. The sensation is building again. He knows you're close and he's not far behind.
"With me..." He whispered as his forehead pressed against yours. His eyes are shut and his brows furrowed in concentration. "Do it with me."
"Yes..." You agree quietly. Your voice barely audible.
You tilt your head with his guidance and go back in for another kiss. You're already teetering on the edge. Jiraiya must be as well. His thrusts change to jerk all the way against you and pausing before pulling back. It hits and rubs against that spot inside of you that sends shivers up your body. You utter his name quietly before going completely stiff. He's voice staggers on your name and finishes on a whine. He buries his hips against yours.
It's stiff and silent for several seconds as you and your husband milk the sensation for as long as possible. It ripples up your body and he shudders from the feeling. No one breathes for a while. Your joints stay locked in the same position for the duration of the most sensational climax you experienced.
When it's passed, you feel light. Like you could float on water. It's almost peaceful. Jiraiya gently sets you down flat on the mattress before retreating to lay beside you. He sighs happily. All the tension had disappeared from his body. Only you do that for him. You turn him into putty that would be easy to misshape in your warm hands. But you never do. You bring him up and make him feel good. You always have done that. From giggling at his jokes to calling him handsome as you pay attention to his flaws. It's one of the many reasons he loves you so much. No one has ever made him feel so good.
You turn your head towards him. He's on his stomach with his head turned towards you. He smiles and reaches out. The back of his relaxed fingers run down your cheek. Once his fingers reach your jaw, he flips his hand over to properly cradle your cheek. So soft... so beautiful. It's like he's married some sort of angel. One tailored to complete him. Your eyes are soft and sparkling with happiness as you stare at him with a content smile.
"I love you!" You tell him jovially.
"I love you too." Jiraiya was more subdued and quiet.
You cuddle under the comfortable blankets with him. The new bed was a little firm, but it's very cozy. The whole house is cozy. It's wonderful. So wonderful you don't leave it for a week. Neither does he. You and him take that time to break in all of the furniture. It was the best honeymoon ever. Just some quality one on one time with the man you love in your forever home. With no clothes and enough accidental public nudity to make the neighbours shy to look in your windows anymore.
A week after that, something felt odd. Just that weird feeling that something was a little off where there is usually consistency. On a hunch you bought a pregnancy test. Your excited cheering from the bathroom alerted Jiraiya. He walked in only to be tackled by you. You pressed your lips against his in a clumsy kiss before pulling back and showing him the result. His eyes went wide, he grinned even wider. He picked you up in a tight hug and span you around. The combined laughter of yours and his filled the house as the joy was too much to contain. It was all too perfect! That nursery won't be empty for long!