Neji barely seemed to notice us as we sat back down, and Shion didn't do anything else needlessly cruel for the rest of the night. Unless you count all the time she spent poking and rubbing her foot on some… delicate places. She also gave an awful mischievous look when I asked if she intended to tell anyone about our little romp, thankfully it disappeared when I threatened to never speak to or touch her again. In the end, I made it back home without much incident.

It was late in the evening and my beautiful wife was waiting on the couch in that navy blue nightgown I loved oh so much. Even better, it looked like nobody else was up. She even gave that shy, demure look when I quietly slipped inside. Needless to say, I immediately took a seat next to her.

"So you had a lot of fun on your date, huh?" she teased gently, immediately turning my blood to ice. When I said nothing she continued bluntly. "Hanabi told me she might be uh… borrowing you afterward, and you know she looked so beautiful all dressed up so…" her tone was becoming more uncertain, more uncomfortable as she went on, even as her words gave me such an overwhelming sense of relief.

"Let's not talk about that bunny," I brushed off, putting an arm on her shoulder. "Why would I think about her when I have the sweeter, curvier, sexier Hyuugu princess right here," I whispered into her ear, immediately making her body go tense.

"Naruto I- the kids might hear,"

"I'll be quiet," I promised, giving a flurry of kisses on her neck and moving my hand to her thigh.

"Naruto… not tonight, I don't want to," she protested, even as doing so seemed to bring tears to her eyes.

"Hey," I said, cupping her chin and making her look at me. "It's alright, Hinata," I said lightly, almost jovially. She sniffled and I silenced her with a kiss. I was so worried about upsetting her further that we just sat there, her head on my shoulder as I gently stroked her bare arm. It was still a mystery to me how something so unbelievably pure and selfless came out of the same upbringing as Hanabi or Shion.

She really was a treasure, a fucking unicorn, an angel that I didn't appreciate half enough.

"Where do you want to go for our tenth anniversary?" I asked, trying to distract her.

"Naruto, I'm four months pregnant," she protested, trying hard to hide her grin.

"Someplace cozy then?" I pressed.

Then my phone dinged.

Can you come over?

It was such a short, simple message, but its sender put a rush and a stab in my heart.

"Hanabi?" Hinata asked, almost hopeful.

"…Yeah," I lied, immediately pocketing the phone, then giving her a long, sorrowful kiss. Trying to tell her without words that I really was sorry for being such a bastard, that I really did love her.

"Go, really it's fine Naruto I want you to be happy… satisfied," she muttered, just a little shame in her voice.

"I love you Hinata," I kissed her again. "Your number one, I couldn't live without you," I promised, trying to assuage my guilt as I took to my feet. Even as I did so she blushed and smiled like there wasn't a thing in the world wrong. She retained that look as I finally turned my back on her and darted out of the house.

Temari hadn't contacted me, or answered my messages for that matter, in months. I hadn't actually laid eyes on our son in almost a year, Temari never brought him to the nursery. It was probably my biggest anxiety. Shikamaru wasn't an idiot, and Maru looked more like me than Boruto. Concern for that boy kept me up at night.

I'm lucky I didn't get detained by the cops the way I was running down the streets. Thankfully a train covered most of the distance, and I had only a thin veneer of sweat when I knocked softly on their front door. The seconds passed slowly, and I was just raising my hand to knock again when the doorknob twisted.

She wasn't dressed up. Her hair was up in some kind of sleeping bun, and only a grey bathrobe covered her form. This did nothing to dampen my smile or my excitement.

"Hey," she muttered, eyes looking barely interested but refusing to meet mine.

"Hi," I said simply. "Shikamaru's not home?"

"He's gonna be working all night, at least that's what he said," she grumbled.

"Is that so?" I asked, daring to put a hand on her arm, slowly running it down until her eyes came up to mine. "Is Maru asleep? Can I get a peek at him?"

Instantly her whole form hardened.

"Why?" she asked tersely, looking right at me.

"I… never mind," I said, giving up, knowing from experience she wasn't going to give any ground on this. "Are we going to the bedroom?" I asked, slipping my hand down the cloth and taking hers. She only yanked it free and walked off, followed eagerly by me. I even planted my hands on either side of her the second she took a seat on the large queen-sized bed.

She raised a hand as if to touch my face, but stopped, moving to the opening of her robe instead, sliding it off in a single majestic motion.

"Eat me out," she commanded.

I obeyed without hesitation. Well, I did lay a lot of wet kisses on those majestic thighs first, but that was just to get her warmed up. She hummed and hawed and dug her nails into the back of my neck as I did. When I finally put my mouth to her womanhood her nails got painful. I even got a compliment, and lord knows those were rare from her.

"Oh fuck your lucky your so good at this," she groaned out.

I kissed it.

"I definitely feel like the luckiest bastard who ever lived right now," I offered, feeling quite smug about the light dusting that appeared on her cheeks as she scoffed. If I had to pick a single thing, that's what I loved about Temari. That superior attitude, like she knew exactly how privileged I was to get a chance to touch her. Well, it's not like she was wrong.

She humped my face as she came, my tongue darting in and out of her like a miniature piston as she did. When I was finally free I gently widened the gap between her thighs, standing up and placing my cock at her entrance. Tried too anyway.

My rod didn't even get to poke her before her dexterous leg planted a foot on my chest, keeping me at a distance.

"No, you dope," she said firmly, breathing heavily for a few more seconds before showing mercy. "Bring it over here, I'll suck you off," she offered, still splayed out majestically naked on the bed. I was just about to take her up on that exciting off when another voice silenced me.

"Mommy?"

"Oh my god!" she called, quickly wrapping herself in a cacoon of blankets, frantically trying to cover her form as I tried my best to tuck my erection a bit. You can imagine that I finished first. I was the one to turn around and face the golden-haired little boy looking us both over with confusion.

"Hey Maru, you remember me little guy?" I asked, sitting down to put my face at his level. He was still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he pondered the question. I took a glance at the adorable navy blue pajamas he wore, they had little happy octopi on them!

"Mr. Uzumaki?" he asked with an adorable tilt of his head.

"That's right! But you can call me Naruto," I offered.

"…okay Mr. Naruto," he said meekly, looking over my shoulder. "Mommy what-"

"-we're playing a game!" she shouted, disheveled for maybe the first time I'd ever witnessed. It didn't ease the anxiety the poor boy seemed to be feeling.

"Yeah, we're just playing a special game grown-ups can play together with their bodies. It's perfectly normal, almost all grown-ups play it, nothing to worry about," I assured, mussing his already messy hair. "But anyways what's wrong? What are you doing out of bed?"

He seemed to calm down a little, but the question deepened his frown.

"I… the big frog keeps chasing me," he sniffled out.

"A nightmare?"

"When I'm sleeping," he confirmed.

"Ohhh. Do you want to know what I do when I have nightmares about a really scary thing? I think about it 'bonking' its head," I suggested.

"Huh?"

"Think about it, it should be easy with a frog right? Your thinking about it coming into the house…. Ope, it jumped too high and hit the doorway! Bonk!" I hit my head to punctuate and earned a small smile. "It tries to come up the stairs-" I continued in an over-the-top, spooky voice. "-bonk! It hits the ceiling!" this time I tickled him lightly with the sound effects, earning a laugh.

When he looked up at me with that innocent, carefree smile, I caught myself staring.

"So, why don't you try that, if it doesn't work you can come right back here and sleep with mommy tonight, hm?"

"Okay!" he agreed, giggling a little to himself as he strolled out the door.

I didn't move. Not until I heard Temari sniffling on the bed. Turning around it looked like she'd pulled herself upright, even had the blankets wrapped up around her chest. Not sure what else to do, I sat beside her and offered a compliment.

"I can't believe you made that amazing little guy," I offered.

"Fuck Naruto why…" she choked back a sob. "Why can't you just accept that he isn't your son?" she asked, almost rhetorically. I took a big risk and put an arm around her, she stiffened, but allowed the little half hug.

"Well either way he's pretty adorable isn't he?" I asked, trying to change the subject, lighten the mood just a little.

Temari gave a dry laugh at that, but her tears seemed to be slowing down. Feeling confident after having soundly handled the little interruption, I grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. To my pleasant surprise, she let me. I'd never had such a tender, heartfelt kiss with her, not that I remembered. At least not since she was pregnant for sure.

That was the only other time I ever saw her the slightest bit disheveled.

I saw her a lot in those nine months. My mind was still occupied with those memories as I fell onto my back. She didn't give me a chance to speak, kissing me again and again as my cock came out. My arms came up to hold her in place, wiggling around until they found precious patches of bare skin to clasp onto.

By the time I did, she was already sliding my rod in.

The way she held me, the way she began holding our kiss, the noises she made still halfway between tears and pleasure? It was divine. I could tell she needed this. It felt so good to give her something she needed, to do something, anything, for this fucking household I'd irresponsibly created. That thought brought me back to the fact my cock was naked inside her, that I was nearing my release and she apparently hadn't been planning on having sex with me tonight.

Surely Maru would enjoy a little sibling?

She already had one!

I sped up my thrusts, fucking her harder and holding her tighter as she groaned out her approval. When she finally came she was practically sobbing. Even so, she continued rutting on top of me, even as I cursed and whispered that I was close.

It was hard not to take that as permission.

Still, it was a relief when she only purred her approval as I emptied a huge load of cum right inside of her. There was an obvious thrill in fucking another man's wife, but cumming inside of them? God that was just sinful, primal almost in the satisfaction it brought. My mind went briefly back to Shion as we came down together.

I brought a hand to her back and began scratching her affectionately.

She cuddled up closer.

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