Naruto had done his best to make up for several months of abstinence in these last eighteen hours. After the various forms and work were raced through, by both parties, they raced off giggling like teenagers. They spent the afternoon, evening, and the better part of the night enjoying each other's bodies. It almost felt like a vacation, with that fancy hotel they stayed in.

A whole lot nicer than his humble apartment, that was for sure.

"Such a wonderful home you have," she complimented breathlessly. The view of the village was incredible from here, beautiful, but Naruto certainly wasn't looking. His face was buried in her wonderful, fruity hair, inhaling her scent as he rutted in from behind. There was something so unspeakably erotic about fucking her like this, her bare tits and limp body pressed against the glass, their joining on full display to the multitude below.

The actual chance of anything being seen from so far down was borderline impossible, of course, but the less rational part of their brains still went nuts for it. It was like having sex outdoors almost, it made him feel powerful, ten feet tall, like a king!

"Inside young man," the woman commanded, in stark contrast to these feelings. Thankfully, it was an order he had no qualms about obeying. She'd taken every load inside her snatch, at least a dozen. Fuck, maybe she really would get pregnant. The thought raced him the rest of the way towards his orgasm. She'd already climaxed but still gave an appreciative groan as he released. "Oh my lord Naruto, that was…" she coughed shortly. "Alright, now I mean it, I have to go," she said sternly, turning to look at her host as she pulled clothes back into their natural place, dabbing at the leaks with a handkerchief.

He only stole another short kiss in reply.

There was a ghost of a smile when she pulled back, but she continued the action. Gathering her travel satchel and doing one final check of the papers inside it didn't take a minute, and then she seemed to almost flee out the door. There was an ego boost in that too, you could imagine.

He felt confident, invincible as he plopped down on his chair to begin his day!

Then a certain woman immediately walked in, wearing the most terrifying smile he'd ever seen in his life. A life with no lack of evil, sadistic, and overall dangerous people you should be reminded. This smile looked sweet at a glance, but there was something in the eyes, maybe they were wider than usual? Maybe it was just the fact that she was making full eye contact when she was usually so bashful.

"Hey Hinata…" the guilty man offered cautiously.

"Good morning Naruto," she offered in a chipper tone, continuing her approach to stand opposite his desk. It wasn't unusual for her to be here, after the war ended and demand for missions plummeted, she took a job here in the tower to keep busy. Sakura seemed annoyed by it for some reason, but between her noble background and the way she had of handling people, she was too enormous a help to let go. "So it seems like you and the Mizukage sure had fun," she began, turning his blood to ice. "Though what am I supposed to think about this?" she asked, voice still soft as the gentle, curious tilting of her head sent him slinking in his seat.

"Well uh…the thing is…" she waited patiently for him to find some words, hands clapped demurely in front of her, not moving an inch. "It's uh… she wanted to and…you know for diplomatic reasons-"

"-Oh for diplomatic reasons," she agreed with a short nod. "You had a duty to have sex with her. Well, at least she's really pretty, that must have made it enjoyable, right?" she asked, still eerily still. Still smiling.

"Y-Yeah, I guess," her terrified boss managed out.

He actually jerked when she came around and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"It's alright Naruto, I understand," she said with a short chuckle, one that relaxed him just the slightest bit.

"So you won't tell Sakura?"

"Sakura should understand too!" she suddenly exploded, so much angrier and harsher than before. She even lost her smile as she bore her eyes into his. Though after approximately a fifth of a second she suddenly shot up, tears welling in her eyes. "Oh goodness I'm sorry Naruto I shouldn't talk to you like- no I won't tell her if you don't want me to none of this is my business anyway I-I…"

In an instant the chair flew back, Naruto took to his feet.

"Hinata, I'm sorry," he said, genuinely. "This is a really awkward position I put you in and… I know how damn good you are I… if you tell her, I won't dismiss you or… get mad or anything," he promised.

"No! No I wouldn't…Sakura should understand," she repeated herself, though her voice was high and her eyes were still fighting to keep her tears in. "You saved the world Naruto you…" she lost her battle with the tears, and instinctually he pulled her into his chest.

He'd hugged her a time or two, when something especially good happened at work, also once when she was panicking and apologizing to him as though she feared for her life. It always seemed to leave her with a smile on her face. In this case, it at least seemed to stop her crying. Naruto sighed. Fuck he'd really made a mess of things, hadn't he? Even if Sakura never found out he'd sorely upset someone he cared about, just for sex.

A quick recap of his time with Mei flashed through his mind. He'd swear it was a 'was it worth it?' intent that made him do that. Unfortunately, the only effect this had was to make his cock start hardening. Quickly he broke the hug and sat back down, hoping to hide this.

"I'm sorry, let's just forget about it, put it from our minds, okay?"

The ghost of a smile on her face lasted a moment, but fell back into a frown at her next words.

"Well, if you want to do… stuff like that, for diplomatic reasons I mean I could… I mean Hanabi has a crush on you and she'll be the head of the clan someday. She's really pretty too," Hinata offered with a look of utter despair by the end.

Naruto was conflicted, for a number of reasons really. Part of him would feel like an absolute shitstain having sex with a teenager, though she was nineteen, and not five years younger than him. Also, she was exceptionally beautiful. That slim, robust body, just enough fat to appreciate, and that fucking face. That gorgeous, elegant face, it made him imagine a young Mei, it made him wonder what kind of lover she would be, and it made him bite his tongue to stop thinking about it.

The reason for this was in front of him.

"That would bother you?" he half asked, half stated.

"I…it's okay I-I want to do anything I can to help you. Please you," the last two words were so quiet he almost thought they were imagined. "This job means so much to me Naruto. Being here with you… helping you…. h-hugging you," she continued, no longer looking at him as tears threatened to spill out of her eyes again.

It was at that moment Naruto realized something, he also realized that he should have realized that something much sooner.

He stood back up and hugged her again, his cock had softened by now. He held her a long time, stroking her back and resting his chin on her luscious dark locks. What the hell was he going to do?

"You…you can use me too, if you want. For diplomatic reason or…or any reason," she whispered into his chest, seeming to tremble slightly until he squeezed her a little tighter in his arms. He was fighting every urge in his body to dip down and kiss her, to begin stroking and fondling her in a way less innocent than this gentle back rub.

"I can't do that to Sakura,"

A blubbering sob found its way out of her throat.

"Sakura's not being a good partner!" she complained, voice still hoarse and croaking. Probably the only reason Naruto didn't scold the accusation. "I just want you to be happy and… I don't think you're happy right now. Let me make me happy? Whenever I can, however I can, I won't tell her, we won't get caught with my byakugan," she promised, making him fight back a groan and desperately will his cock to stay down.

There were who knows how many layers of clothing between them, but her heavenly chest was pressed against his, and her wonderful found ass wasn't a foot down from where his hand rested. And she'd given him permission to touch her however he wanted! He was just finding the effort to speak when she said one last thing, one last remark that well and truly killed him.

"It'd make me really happy too," she whispered.

Screw it. Hinata was amazing. She was an enormous help! She deserved to feel happy and if what she'd said was true then there was little risk in it. What Sakura didn't know wouldn't hurt her. The cliché of that little excuse didn't do anything to slow his next action, though the action itself was slow. A hand came up to gently grip her chin, producing a soft noise of surprise and hope.

When he pulled her up to face him the tears had stopped.

Fuck she was beautiful. So plain and unassuming, but those big gentle eyes, that wonderful ivory skin that contrasted so starkly with her ebony hair.

He kissed her.

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