It was his day off, and that meant he was chopping vegetables for a bento box.

This was the compromise he had come to with Mebuki.

They'd been using her cooking, and his delivering, of nice healthy meals for Sakura as a cover for some time. When she got far enough along with the pregnancy he did all he could think of to convince her to stop. That she didn't need any extra work or struggle to deal with. Eventually, he just started coming over early, to do as much of the work himself as he could.

It eased the strain quite a bit on the five-month pregnant woman, and he even learned a thing or two.

He also got lots and lots of tasty kitchen sex out of it. Not so much lately, but that was fine, his little bastard took a lot of energy out of her! God just that word excited him. Bastard. He had fathered three bastards, hell Ayame could be pregnant too and just not know it yet!

It was hard not to feel like the king of the world.

It was that thought that lead to him so confidently laying a hand on his lovely in-law's belly. She paused her own work at the stovetop to look up at him with a grin. He leaned closer.

"I can't believe you're giving me a child Mebuki, thank you so much," he muttered against her lips, stealing a hard kiss that left her flustered and blinking. He couldn't keep from snickering at that. Which only made that damned adorable pink blush linger.

She couldn't help it. He made her feel young and carefree again, not like a teenager no, more like a newlywed. The way he teased her. The way he seemed so utterly delighted in every noise or face she made, so grateful to touch her. For a woman largely taken for granted by her husband, it was quite addictive.

The husband and she weren't quite abstinent but sex with him just felt like scratching an itch, almost a chore.

This was exciting.

This was fun.

It was why she bent over so eagerly as he gently pushed her back, even if the position did make her feel like a bit of a cow. Her hands gripped down on the counter, but then his strong arms hooked under them, supporting the vast majority of her weight as he lined his cock up.

She'd gone without panties for him.

He really was the luckiest bastard on the planet.

Her warm snatch was just divine as he rutted himself inside. The strokes were hard and fast, her ass slapping with each impact of his pelvis. She cried out loudly as they fucked. Loud enough for the neighbors to hear maybe? Did they know these regular son-in-law drop-ins usually included a good, hard fuck for the lady of the house? The thought thrilled him.

When she let out an actual scream he picked up the pace, determined to get her as loud as he possibly could. She didn't seem concerned about the noise. Were her neighbors' strangers or did they see each other often? Maybe they got together for tea biscuits and shared coy looks over her naughty extracurriculars.

God this was such a thrill.

"You know that bun in your oven is the only reason I haven't left your daughter," he admitted, feeling her squeeze him with the words. "I mean, you are the only reason. Babies or no babies it's worth it to fuck you!"

"GAahhh, Naruto don't say such things!" she whimpered, even as she continued milking his cock like never before.

"You already knew that, didn't you? Your smart enough to know nothing's changed since I complained, nothing except this," he hammered her faster, harder, groaning in ecstasy right along with her. "You devious little slut! Using that fucking weapon between your legs to keep me hooked here! To make sure your daughter's marriage to the esteemed, renowned Kage stays on? FUCK!"

He popped off without meaning to.

Thankfully, it seemed pouring a huge load of hot cum into the snatch pushed her over the edge as well. They stayed silent and connected for a few seconds. He lay a half dozen gentle kisses over her sweat-soaked neck before speaking.

"Was that okay? Did I go too far with the dirty talk?" he asked, rubbing slow circles over her back.

"It…. Maybe just a little," she admitted, humming contently as he continued to kiss the back of her neck. "But I've never cum like that Naruto, not once in my life," she admitted, shaking her head as he helped her pull upright.

"Haha, it was pretty intense," he agreed, keeping his grip on her as her legs seemed to wobble. "Do you need me to put you down somewhere?"

"….maybe," she admitted, with the most adorably defeated pout.

He leaned in to kiss her one more time, then bent down and gently took her in his arms. They made out as he carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom. Slow, tender kisses. Absolutely delicious. A hand brushed her hair aside as he placed her in the bathtub, wiping all manner of sweat from her brow as he saw those fretful eyes begin widening.

"Naruto I need to finish-"

"-I'll finish the damn bento Mebuki. After a quick shower," he said, pulling off her clothes and fiddling with the faucets.

"But-"

"-I can handle it, mom," he teased, rubbing a hand on her now bare stomach.

She smiled.

He kissed her one more time.

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