My head was killing me, but my lower half felt amazing for some reason. Realizing I was back in my bed made solving that mystery quite easy. It also made me feel like the absolute scum of the earth.

"Hinata stop," I said seriously, pulling myself upright. My sister did as I requested, pulling the blanket aside so she could kneel upwards and be face to face with me. She was still in her pajamas, a sky blue silk gown, looking absolutely beautiful as she frowned, concerned.

"Am I doing something wrong?" she asked.

"Hinata you feel amazing you always do I just…" fuck my head still hurt slightly, how did I even get home? No time for that now. "I have to tell you, I…did something bad," I began, hoping to soften the blow as much I could.

"You had sex with Sakura?" she asked, without any visible sign of distress.

"I…yes. Hinata I'm-"

"-It's okay Nago," she assured, coming closer and cupping my cheek, killing me with the kind, patient smile she wore. "you don't have to be afraid of me, I love you no matter what," she said, twisting the knife in my gut.

"It doesn't upset you at all?" I asked rhetorically, tone almost accusatory.

Her smile dampened, just the slightest bit as she looked down.

"…I want you to have everything you want," she eventually answered, her smile spreading back to its full glory. "You've given me everything I want," she finished, twiddling her fingers and grinning like a blushing bride.

"You're-"

"It's too early to say for sure but-," she squeaked out, sniffing slightly as I pulled her into a hug. God in heaven it'd only been a couple of weeks since the first time we'd been intimate, since the day she'd made that confession. Granted we'd been quite active since then, but still this… this was really a miracle.

"I love you so much Hinata,"

She let out a noise halfway between a cry and a laugh.

"I love you too Nago,"

When the doorbell rang I immediately decided to ignore it. After all, if they rang the doorbell they couldn't be Naruko, no reason to worry, no reason to not throw the future mother of my child on this bed and show her just how much I meant what I'd just told her.

To my surprise, Hinata didn't pull away from me and insist I answer it. I realized she must have been eager as well, so eager she'd allow that unfathomable sin of not answering an uninvited visitor who'd showed up at my door. When she did pull away it was only enough to push her face up into mine. All four of her limbs wrapped around my torso, the arm disappearing over my shoulders, making it all too easy for me to gently stroke her wide hips.

Oh god, they were going to get even wider, and her breasts would swell with milk and her stomach would grow that adorable bump. I was rock hard again. We hadn't even opened our mouths yet! I pulled her gown down, pulled until it was bunched up at her waist, just staring at that magical body before me.

Not even her voice broke my enthralled gaze.

"I… I think this is kind of how I feel, when you, you know…fill me," she muttered. "Knowing that you, your body but also just, you, can make a baby, give me a baby, t-that it will and it's going to. That you want it too…" she sniffled and rubbed her eyes. "I love you so much Hinago,"

It was all I could do not to tear up, my heart was one fire.

"You're so amazing," was all I replied before shoving her mouth back against mine, kissing her harder than I'd ever done so before. Devouring her mouth with a hungry energy, a primal, primitive desire assuring me that this was correct. I don't even remember how my clothes came off, I'm quite sure we never broke apart from our mutual vice grip.

We didn't even find time to lie down.

Our bodies rocked together with me still upright and her still on my lap, she wasn't wearing anything under her gown, I could feel the moisture on my cock even before I slipped it in. God, I loved being inside her, she was so wonderfully soft. Also something about her, something about the noises she made I think, it made it feel like being hugged. Like my cock was being hugged by her womanhood as my body was hugged by the rest of her.

We barely moved for such a long time, she was crying, and smiling, and so full of emotion it was all I could do to just try to keep her here on earth. Of course, that was hard when I was floating away too. I already had a nursery half set up but the house needed to be babyproofed, there were books I meant to read on child development and behavior that suddenly needed to be obtained urgently, books on pregnancy that I was already behind on! We'd need baby clothes and a birth plan and god knows how many more things. I'd need to make a list.

I'm sure I was forgetting things. Was I going to be a terrible father?

Was that why Hinata was crying was she having such fears and worries too?

Suddenly we were rocking our bodies together, drowning out the panic with raw physical pleasure.

She would make up the difference.

Even if I was a subpar father Hinata was going to be the greatest mother on the planet, so nurturing and calm, so patient and understanding. That wasn't even accounting for the mundane, how she was so organized, such an amazing cook, how she had such big round tits to feed our babies.

Oh God the mental image of Hinata in her bathrobe with a little black-haired loaf nursing from her beautiful breasts?

A dark thought found its way into my mind. One I felt soul-crushing guilt for, but one I knew she'd want to hear.

"I'm so glad this is happening, that it's happening with you," I whispered hotly in her ear. "There isn't a single other woman on the planet I'd rather create a child with Hinata. You're going to be such a perfect mother!" I told her truthfully.

Her only response was to grow louder in her happy crying, and more passionate in our joining.

Finally, her elbows squeezed against my neck, her sobs tapering off into spastic gagging, and I emptied myself inside of her. The orgasm seemed to snap us both out of it, just a little, enough that we finally lay comfortably on the bed instead of twisting into a ball with each other.

To be clear I laid out on the bed, she rested on me, as per usual.

"Can we name them Nagu if they're a boy?" she whispered, after such a long time.

I scratched her neck.

"You can name them whatever you want Hinata," I chuckled out, a ghost of my previous worry starting to creep back into mind.

"Really?"

"How the hell am I going to deny you anything ever again Hinata? After this?" I teased tiredly, punctuating with a kiss on the mouth. "You have to move here permanently though, soon. I don't want you dealing with any of this back at the main house," I insisted. Her only response to this was to giggle tiredly and slide her hands along my torso. They eventually settled on my biceps and started softly squeezing. "Hinata?"

"Okay Nago," she agreed without looking up.

"Naruko already agreed to it, I just told her that I'd found out you were seeing a married man who couldn't leave his wife, and that the family would…" my words trailed off when she looked up at me, fresh tears forming in her eyes. God was she upset I tarnished her name like that?

"I was so worried about that. What we were going to do or say to her, and you've just…already taken care of it?" she said in hazy astonishment. "You just take care of everything for me, don't you? You're going to be such an amazing father," she added before falling into tears again.

She was crying gently this time, but she was still smiling.

Thanks for reading! The next chapter, Old Flames, features Tsume!