By the time Naruto strolled back to the apartment he'd made it to five. In order, Tsunade, Ino, Tenten, Ayame and finally Shizune! It was a wonderfully busy morning. It was so fucking hard to keep the giddy smile off his face, a smile so bright even Hinata would get suspicious. Thankfully, the sight he found upon reaching her apartment quickly destroyed his grin. Hinata had her hair up, an apron on, and about a thousand ingredients laid out over the counter.

Ingredients including thick hand made noodles.

Despite the guilt quite clear on his face, she smiled brightly. That evilly adorable smile that was somehow shy, guilty and proud all at once. At least his smile was back. Though he certainly didn't look happy as he pulled her into his arms, holding the hug firmly as he buried his nose in her wonderfully shiny hair.

"Hinata, you shouldn't be doing this much work," he gently scolded.

"I just…. wanted to do something nice, since you won't be able to stay overnight for a few days…" she justified. He squeezed her as he answered, hugging her harder.

"I don't deserve you…god, I'm such a bastard,"

"Naruto!" she bit out, trying and failing to push out of his hug. Eventually, she settled for huffing and gripping the fabric over his chest with both hands. "You are not-"

"-I cheated on you. I regularly fuck your little sister, and in a week I'm getting married to another woman Hinata," he deadpanned. "You know you could find someone who'd be faithful to you, someone who'd be a good husband,"

When she didn't answer he almost let go.

"Naruto?" she piped up, tone suddenly somber and serious. "You could have practically any woman on the continent as your wife, or in your bed, and you spend 90% of your time here, with me. How do you think that makes me feel? How special, how incredible? I love you, I don't care about some silly ceremony or… or recognition from others, I just want you. And you're here,"

She kissed him softly on the mouth to punctuate.

Naruto barely felt it, so moved by her words.

"I do love you Hinata, you know that?"

Finally a sob broke through, and she opted to answer by nodding against his chest. How could any man not love something that loves them so much? Nobody on this planet loved him as much as her. Sakura didn't love him like her.

His mind went still.

Sakura didn't love him like her.

Did Sakura even love him?

He would never ignore someone he loved this much, for this long. Just the thought of being away from his incredible assistant for a couple of days soured his stomach. Speaking of that angel. Her face quickly went from overjoyed to fretful as he pulled her out of the kitchen.

"Naruto what abou-"

"Nope. You still shouldn't be doing this much, that didn't change just because you reminded me how much I love you," he teased, loving the way she turned red with her tearful laugh.

"Th-they ingredients!"

"I'll put them away after,"

"A-after we…." she wasn't done stutter and sputtering before they reached the bedroom.

He laid her down over the bed with practiced ease, loving the smile on her face, like an excited kid almost. The way she kept so still and stiff with the grin locked in place It only quivered when he dipped under her day dress to slowly pull her panties down. His hands rubbed up her delightfully fattened thighs as they lifted back up, moving her dress and letting him see that magical little place between her legs.

An excited little squeal rang out from somewhere out of sight as he poked it with the head of his cock. He just had to look back at that adorable reddened face as he slowly slid into her. Watching her smile slowly spread, her blush darken, that beautiful silent moment made a memory that would live in his mind forever.

Even so, he closed his eyes as they began rocking. She felt incredible. It would be a trial to endure that heavenly oven around his cock long enough to satisfy her. In light of that, one hand combed back up her bare thigh, giving a nice squeeze before the thumb snuck up to play with her clit.

Hinata squealed like an excited, hyperactive child, an image only furthered by the way she trembled and squeezed him weakly with her legs. She'd been thinking about this all day, about her lover, about that wonderful rod that felt so right inside her, about the high he was able to inflict upon her with his body. About sex. It felt so vulgar to word it that way to her, but it was true. She'd been thinking about sex all day. Hell half the reason she started making his favorite meal was on the off chance he wasn't in the mood already.

It happened.

Occasionally.

Judging by the gentle rocking and the slow breaths he made as they made love, he was tired. For just a moment she felt guilty, but that damn goofy grin on his face scattered any real worry. She was making him feel good too. That was half the thrill of it after all, being able to give him relief, making him happy.

The laugh he released as he came was absolutely joyous, and the feeling of his warm cum filling her up? Oh, that was just heaven on earth, the physical sensation, the way it forced her to think about… current events. The little one growing inside her, their little one.

She was tearing up again by the time Naruto opened his eyes.

That contented look on her face always made him feel so happy, the knowledge that he helped, comforted her. Giving that wonderful woman what she needed was something worthy of pride. More satisfaction than he felt from any of the women he'd bedded that day. Even so, he about collapsed on the bed in exhaustion.

"Naruto, don't fall asleep, you can't stay the ni-

"-Yes I can," he cut her off without opening his eyes. "I'll just tell Tsunade I slept at the tower like I tell Sakura,"

"Naruto," she protested gently. "You should go, you've gone this far, and Tsunade's only going to be at your house for a few days!"

"That is true," he relented, unintentionally re-running his last few encounters with Tsunade. If this morning was any indication she'd want to go again when he got home, the thought made his cock twitch. Hinata had a point about the time crunch he was on with her too. Unless she stayed in the village after the wedding, but even then it'd be a lot harder, or at least much less convenient, when she was no longer his guest.

He thought again about that unbelievable drunken blowjob he got last night.

That did it.

"Your right, I should go," he agreed, laboriously pulling himself upright, and feeling only a moderate stab of guilt looking down at his angel splayed out on the bed. "I'll see you tomorrow Hina, I love you, your number one," he swore, genuinely, kissing the sleepy smile on her face one last time before setting off to fuck the blonde megamilf waiting for him back at his house.

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