I woke up in my apartment. My head hurt a little but I couldn't stop grinning at the memories of last night. I'd had the hots for Hana since puberty, when the hell had she become attracted to me? Was there any way I could maneuver her to be over at the family house next Friday when I had my regular visit? Get drunk with Kiba, slip upstairs under his nose for a little fun with Tsume, then slip out under her nose to have some fun with her daughter?

God no wonder I couldn't stop smiling.

The warm water helped my head. As did the knowledge it was Saturday. That didn't mean a whole lot for the kids, with summer and all, but it did mean that it was 'date night'. Idly I wondered if Hinata would wear the maid outfit again. Hell maybe she'd wear a different costume, or we'd do something else fun and out of the ordinary? I resolved to try something myself if she didn't initiate it.

That wild greeting she gave me on my return still had me amped up. Excited to fuck her. It occurred to me that I should do something nice for her after that wonderful homecoming. Should I find a costume? Maybe pick her up some flowers? No, no no no, that was a terrible idea.

If I went to pick up flowers I'd end up in the backroom with Ino.

At the very least I wanted to bring my A-game tonight with her. Instead of my usual gift, I swung by a nice bakery up in town on my way back, bought a nice chocolate cake that I'd seen her buy a time or two before when we happened to be up in the area. She'd like that.

She did like that. Smiled like I'd brought our long-lost child home when I presented it to her. Of course, we barely had time for a thank you hug before one of the children noticed. Seconds after more than half of the greedy little vultures were nipping at our heels eagerly. Hinata laid down the law that it'd be saved until after lunch, and they contented themselves with long lingering looks every time they had excuses to be in the kitchen until then.

Like most Saturdays, it was pretty lazy, as lazy as parenting can ever be anyway. Spent most of it helping Unago and the twins work a big puzzle or sitting out on the porch watching the more hyper ones run around our yard. It was nice, but even so the day passed far too slowly. I was just counting the minutes until six when Hinata would order them whatever fried, greasy garbage she was distracting them with this week.

We always went upstairs right after she ordered and told them it was on its way.

It worked like a charm.

Tonight was no exception.

Slipping through the doorway I was surprised the see Hinata not changing into her pajamas. She was sitting upright on the end of the bed like she was waiting for me. Even more strange, she was avoiding my eyes, not looking back at me, even as she quietly piped up trying to grab my attention.

"N-Naruto?"

I might have been worried about her if she wasn't smiling like a blushing bride the whole while. When I sunk onto the bed next to her she sucked in a breath, like she was getting ready to lift a thousand-pound weight. My hand gently caressed her thigh, trying to relax her.

"Is something wrong?"

"No! No not at all just um… well you remember I had my appointment yesterday?"

"I something wrong!?" I repeated, immediately raised about ten notches of concern.

"No Naruto it's just uh…."

She stole a glance, seeing the fear and impatience in my eyes before finishing.

"It's triplets," she practically whispered, grinning like a goob again. I took a moment to process the words, Hinata did nothing to rush me. When I turned to face her directly she looked down once more.

"Triplets?" I confirmed. Her only answer was to smile wider and blush a little harder. Then she cried out, loudly, but only for a second before she caught herself. I pulled her against me tighter, swaying her body a bit and lifting her a few inches off the ground as I hugged her tightly to my body. "You really are the most incredible woman alive aren't you?" I giggled into her ear.

There was a sob under the laugh she replied with.

I think I held her for a minute or more, just standing and swaying and relishing in the knowledge she'd shared. We could both hear the kids downstairs, not noisy but not quiet either. Some were talking, Naruko was laughing at something, and a couple were whining to Tenten about something or another.

"I love you so much," I told her, looking into those wet, soft eyes before slipping on top of her.

"I-I-" she sucked in another sob as I leaned down to kiss her, both hands holding her face firmly as I honed in on it. The kisses were slow and shallow, no tongue, really nothing risqué at all. Mentions of her exceptional motherhood just made me crave that sweet vanilla-loving. That intimate, quiet form of sex that was so hard to do with someone unless you really, deeply cared about them.

She wasn't the only woman I'd bedded this way, but she was certainly the only woman in my mind at that moment. We kissed forever, only stopping when her hands came up to tug at my shirt, tugging in accompaniment with those adorable needy whines. I lifted up and took it off, taking my perch right back the second I had.

Then we kissed for another forever. Though this time her hands gently combed over my body, caressing and lightly scratching every hard surface of muscle she could find to admire.

"Mmm, I love it when you scratch me like that Hinata…" I murmured against her lips.

"I love it when you hold my face while you kiss me," she managed to mumble out, face reddening somehow even farther. When I fell into laughter she joined me, we were both just so giddy. As the chuckling ended I put my face into her neck, leaving wet, lingering kisses on the soft skin as she went back to those gentle, happy moans.

Finally, I freed my cock.

Her arms stopped roaming and hugged me.

I slid it in.

Neither of us made much noise, but you can bet we were both wearing the most contented, peaceful smiles a human being had ever shown the world. This continued as we made love in long, slow thrusts, really focusing on and really enjoying the feeling of each other's bodies. We made tender love without changing positions or speeds, so lost in the moment and the feelings of the present.

It was absolutely exquisite.

So exquisite that we finished before the doorbell rang and the kids cried out like holy salvation had arrived. We were still coming down, both still breathing heavy and dazed on our pleasure. Still, Hinata laughed at the joyous chorus downstairs, though it ended with a dazed remark.

"Oh sweet mercy three more?" she asked nobody, chuckling again in punctuation.

She hummed as we kissed again.

"I'm gonna hire someone to stay here and help out," I told her, figuring it was a good time to bring the matter up.

"Naruto we've been over that," she protested, working hard to sound unhappy while half melted into the mattress.

"No no, hear me out…." I offered.

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