𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 20

"ARE YOU DRUNK?"

Hiccupping and stumbling around, Haruka laughed at Madara's question, "Nope! I think you're drunk." She giggled as she pressed a hard finger against his broad chest. Her eyes widened as a gasp left her. She hands roamed around his chest. "Oh my god! You didn't tell me your chest was so hard. I could like...break something...I don't know."

"Yeah," He sighed while prying her hands off of him, but she stuck to him like some cut. "You're drunk."

Mito dragged Haruka out for some drinks tonight in an attempt to get away from all the testosterone they were surrounded by. It was Haruka's first time drinking and well before she knew it she was stumbling all over the place. The two girls were kicked from the bar because their boisterous laughter was bothering the other people there. Mito went on to tell Haruka all the stories of Hashirama in bed. When she told Mito that Madara doesn't even hold her hand, she could practically hear her judgemental thoughts. The night ended when Hashirama had found his wife after searching all night for her. Haruka had to walk herself home which caused her to get lost several times. She had no idea what time it was and honestly didn't care.

Madara did care. He cared a lot. It was only a few hours until the sun was going to rise and he felt angered by the fact that she was out so late and didn't seem to have a care in the world. But he also saw this as an opportunity. He didn't think Haruka was the brightest person and seeing as how she's so drunk he might get her to answer a few questions that he's had.

"Madara!" She whined while walking down the hall.

"Yes?" He couldn't help but smile at her. She was entertaining.

She turned towards him with a smirk, "Come with me to the bedroom."

He sighed knowing full well what she was trying to do, but he wouldn't take advantage of her like this. Though, if she weren't drunk, he would have her pinned to the ground in seconds. He found her extremely attractive and she's nice so bonus points for that. But she seemed distant and seemed as though she didn't want to be married to him. Which is why he wants to see if he can dig some secrets from her.

Once the bedroom door was slid open, she turned towards him with her smirk still as clear as day. He carried no emotions on his face until she grabbed the front of his robe and pulled him down. The two of them fumbled down onto the bed with a loud thud.

He could feel her slowly spreading her legs open. He pushed himself up and now hovered over her. Her kimono was now hanging barely open. He could see the mounds of her breasts clearly now causing him to get distracted for a moment.

Her hand laid itself down on his cheek as she pulled him to face her, "You know, I've been feeling pretty touch starved by you lately."

Her eyes narrowed on him while her eyes were lighted with lust. He chuckled nervously, "Is that so?" His voice cracked a little.

She started to pull his face closer, "I want you to play with me, Madara."

Their lips were only meters apart when his finger made a wall between them. He pushed it against her lips and slowly pushed her head back down on the bed, "You know what? I have a much better idea."

She rolled her eyes as he moved off of her. He went to the upside of the bed and sat down while leaning against the pillows. He opened his arms for her to come lay in, "But I could hold you."

She obviously didn't like that because she wanted more, but she respected his wishes and grumpily laid his arms with her arms crossed over her chest. Her bottom lip stuck out in a small pout, "Is this your other idea?"

"No," He leaned his head back against the bed frame. "I was thinking we could play a small question game."

She turned to him with a raised eyebrow, "A what?"

"A question game," He smiled at her. "I ask you a question and you answer truthfully. Then after your answer, you ask me a question."

She sat there and thought about it for a few moments. He could tell by her face that she didn't like the idea, but she wanted to do something so she went with it, "Okay. You go first."

"That's a good idea," He had had this sneaking suspicion that Haruka isn't really who she says she is. "You know, you look nothing like your family. And I really don't buy the whole 'she looks different because that's just science' ordeal."

Haruka snorted, but then burst into laughter, "Because it's not true! Oh my god, finally someone has noticed. I mean come on! They're a bunch of idiots and I fucking hate them with my whole soul. If it wasn't for me caring about the people that they've shit all over, I would've torn apart that shitty village myself."

His eyes widened at her vulgar language. He hadn't expected that to come out of her, but he knew one thing for sure. His suspicion was right, her village gave them the runt of the pack. They really didn't care for this alliance at all. They just needed money. He was upset, but at least he got Haruka out of it.

"That sounds nothing like you, Haruka," He let out a fake chuckle.

"But it is like me!" She rose away from his arms and turned towards him. "I spent months learning how to be pretty and speak formally. Oh man, you should've seen me before all of this!" She tossed her hair lazily. "I was stealing left and right and they could never catch me! If I had enough strength back then I would've taken over the whole village if I wanted to!" She laughed again and laid her face down in his chest. "They starved me and left me to rot for years but I know the basics of planting stupid ass crops so they took me away." Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck while her chin moved up to him. "You know what else they did? They forced my brother to fight in a war that he was way too young to fight in and then dumped his body with a bunch of dead bodies and burned them all to a crisp. I had no idea he had even died until I saw his pale face." A sigh left her. "I hate them."

Madara let his hand slide down her hair gently as if he were petting an animal, "I can see why."

She leaned into his hand with a worried expression, "You won't tell Hashirama will you? I really love being here and I like being married to you. You're very nice." She moved closer to him with her smirk returning. "And hot. Super hot. I wonder if you're also hot during se--"

"It's your turn to ask a question!" He blurted out completely cutting her off. "Yep, yep it's now your turn."

She pushed herself off of him with a frown. She now sat beside him and had her eyes on the wall ahead, "Why don't you kiss me? I mean the most we've ever done is hug. And we're married! We didn't even kiss on our wedding day..."

He could tell her the truth. He could say that he's worried she'll actually fall for him, but get heartbroken when she realizes that he has to be with other women for his clan to be happy. She already gets a sad look in her eye when ever making an heir is mentioned in conversation.

Or he could go with the next option and lie, "Because I don't want to scare you."

She laughed, "You? Scare me? Please."

He smirked while leaning back against the pillows of his bed, "I don't know. Women tend to say that I'm a monster in bed."

His response made Haruka bite her lip, "Well maybe I want that."

He was not expecting that from her, "Pardon?"

She laid down against him. She made sure that some of her cleavage was visible to him and he did not ignore that, "Madara, I want you to bend me over your lap and make my ass cheeks red. I want you to make me scream to the point where I'm crying in pleasure. I want to see stars while your fat cock fills me up. I want you to my pull my hair and call me your little slut while you cum all over me."

His eyebrows were raised up high while his eyes closed so he could take a moment and process what she had just said. He was learning things about her that he didn't intend to learn tonight. He stuttered for a moment making incoherent words. Finally he collected himself, "What have you been reading?"

She sat up quickly, "Hah! You think I can read? I just said what the maids would say to my father while they visited his room alone. I don't know what half that stuff even means but they seemed to have fun. I know that cock is a word for penis and that goes in my hole and that makes babies. My ass is my butt. I don't know what slut means and I think cum is what a baby is, but I don't know why you would want babies all over you."

Relief filled him after hearing that she was actually purely innocent. Did she learn nothing from that village, "Well maybe we can leave that idea in mind for another time, but I can tell that you're not ready for all that."

She pouted, "Well can we at least kiss?"

He raised an eyebrow, "What would your boyfriend say about kissing me?"

"My boyfriend?" Her head tilted to the side. "Aren't you my boyfriend? 'Cause I mean like you're my husband, or would you be my friend because we never dated before we got married? Are we even married?"

"Technically and yes we are married, but I'm talking about myself. I'm talking about the man you go see every other day," He had a serious look in his eyes, but she thought he was only joking with her.

Thinking that, she felt comfortable enough to go ahead and say, "Who? Tobi?" She chuckled as she moved her face until they were inches apart, but she hadn't truly realized what she said. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him."

She felt his smirk as they finally touched lips for the first time ever. Her hands went into his lion mane as the kiss started to get sloppy. His lips were soft and his breath was cool and fresh. One hand rested on her waist while the other went into her hair. He gave a hard tug on it causing her to moan.

He took this chance to slip his tongue inside her mouth. The inside of her mouth was hot, but she was even hotter. Her soft hands were going up and down on his chest as she kept whimpering into his mouth while their tongues intertwined.

She forced herself to pull away from his nice lips. They held each other's stare for a moment. Her cheeks were flustered pink and her mouth was slightly ajar as she tried to catch her breath. He though she was going in for another kiss, but instead her lips went for his neck. He groaned quietly as she bit around his neck, teasing him. She was trying to get what she wanted but he refused to take advantage of her.

His hand slid into her hair again. Taking a handful, he yanked her back ferociously causing her to mewl with pleasure. He smirked, but not because of her reaction. He smirked because he got exactly what he wanted from this night.

"We should stop here, Haruka. You're drunk and I'm worried that you're making a big mistake."