You walked into hotel room. Oh wow... it's nice. Big. Big comfy looking bed. An ensuite bathroom that had a a tub big enough to swim in. Big fluffy robes. Everything you could want in a temporary room. Much nicer than the little rooms you've been sharing with two boys. Although to be fair you are married to one of those boys. It would be nice to have a night away from Naruto. Not like you dislike the little rascal, but he slept like he was tumbling through a washing machine. Constantly tossing and turning. Making whuring noises. One time he made a clone in his sleep. Plus... it's a special time of year. A night alone with Jiraiya was entirely called for. He agreed. But you never imagined he'd bust out the money to rent the penthouse of the hotel. With all inclusive mini bar and room service.
"Come on! Why do you guys get the nice room?" Naruto was complaining from the door.
"When you pay for your own room, then you can complain." Jiraiya answered. He was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed as he spoke firmly. "We're right down the hall if you really need anything."
You put your arms around him from behind and you peek around him to look at the thirteen year old. "It's not so bad is it Naruto? It is a whole room to yourself. No pervy adults around to bug you. Surly you could use a night alone?"
Your words are swaying Naruto. He blinks and grins as he realizes the opportunity to have some freedom again. "I guess it won't be so bad." He crosses his arms and raises a brow at you. "But why exactly do you two need to be alone?"
Jiraiya reacted first by laughing. He grabbed your hand and twirled you around so that you're beside him. He held you close and put a kiss on your lips. "What's today, dear?" He asked innocently. "Twenty? Twenty five years?"
"Twenty five." You confirm. You hold the back of his neck to keep his head down, keeping him in place to continue to make out with him.
"Twenty five years married to you eh? Not bad!"
You giggle and rub your nose against his. Naruto sighed loudly enough to catch both yours and Jiraiya's attention. He puffs his cheeks out and narrows his eyes.
"You guys are weird." He settled on saying before turning to go to his room.
"Hey kiddo?" Jiraiya called with the door half closed. Naruto turned back around and gestures in question. The older man grins devilishly. "Do not disturb!"
Naruto stuck his tongue out before spinning back around and jogging away. Jiraiya hung the sign of the same phrase on the outside knob. He'll call up room service once you and him have gotten to it. But for now, nobody better knock on that door. The sound of the water running gave away where you had run off to. He kicked his sandals off and undid the hair tie holding his ponytail up. He shook out his hair as he approached the bathroom.
Well damn! It's spacious and all out of fine stone. Like granite or marble. There's a stand up shower with a detachable shower head just begging to be used in naughty ways. A vanity with two sinks that had a big ass mirror on the whole wall. There's a large circular bathtub big enough for four! Which is where you were. You are wrapped in one of the towels. It barely covered your ass. Your clothes folded on the countertop of the vanity. It was already getting steamy in the bathroom and it smelt really good. Like roses and orange peels. There's candles in cups along the ledge, lit and burning softly. Bubbles are bursting along the water. You're bent over with your hand in the water, testing the temperature. The towel leaving nothing to the imagination of what was between your legs. Nice.
You turn around. You smile at the sight of your husband. Jiraiya returns it and began to undress. You drop the towel and step into the bath. You lay back into the water. You watch as he takes off layer after layer. Until finally he's naked and he joins you in the bath. It's nice and warm. You are immediately pulled into his affections. Kisses and nips along your neck and chest. Jiraiya is eager to get started.
You stroke along his skin and hair. He's still beautiful as the day he met him. Well, maybe he got a bit more broad in the shoulders. Not that it was a bad thing. It suited him. There was a time you fondly remember him putting on his kimono from when he was in his twenties. Only for it to rip along the back because he forced his shoulders down. He turned red. He insisted it would still fit. You died of laughter. But it was attractive. Your man is strong enough to tear his clothes off with a flex. It'd be nice if he did that to you. Him ripping off your clothes. He's a bit of a softie when it comes to you. Unless it's protecting you, then he'll go through hell in back tearing down any enemy that crossed you. He's done so in the past. He'll continue to do so.
You slide into his lap. You run your hands down his chest. He holds your ass and is smiling. Gosh you are just so pretty. Practically unchanged, yet so different. All the years he's known you have been fun. You are four years younger than him. Met you when you and him were kids and became interested when you both hit teens. Made it official at your eighteen and his twenty two. Just started to date during the war and you even waited for him when he decided to stay in the Land of Rain to take care of something. And you still agreed to marry him when he came back. The day he came home he surprised you with a ring. He couldn't stand to be apart from you any longer and had to make you his. And you were always the support he needed. You were so excited when he shared any accomplishment with you. You held his hand and comforted him through the hard times. You would stay awake with him during countless nights just to talk. He was never alone, all thanks to you.
You are phenomenal in both looks and skills. You take after your mother in looks so no one put together who your father was unless they asked. Needless to say sensei was overjoyed that his daughter and student had hooked up. Thank goodness he was! Or else Jiraiya would have faced some hazing from dear old dad. Dating the Hokage's daughter was one hell of a power move. Your younger brother was more critical, but warmed up by the time you married Jiraiya. Your sister was at least all for it. She was happy that you and her were on the same page of life... but she had a child... and she died. Through it all, you had Jiraiya to rely on. He held you when you cried. He picked you up in big bear hugs whenever you needed him to. He did dumb things to make you laugh. He's perfect.
Slowly, you lower yourself onto his erection. You sigh and Jiraiya lovingly strokes your thighs up to your butt. You run your hands through his hair, pushing his long bangs away from his face. He's so handsome. You kiss him. Holding his head in place as you do. A quiet moan comes from him as you began to move. Deliberately slow. Rising and falling while moving your hips back and forward. His eyes close and his lips are parted. His cheeks and nose have a pink flush to them. The back of his head hits the edge of the tub as he relaxes.
"You're amazing!" Jiraiya spoke quietly. His tone of voice a little breathless.
"You are too!" You matched his volume.
A larger smile grows on his face. Jiraiya cracks open his eyes. His hands stokes up your sides. He gropes your boobs. He admires your figure and finally makes eye contact again. You massage his scalp.
"I love you." He beat you to it. Your mouth just opening to say the same thing.
"I love you too." You sink down and grind yourself against him.
"Ah fuck."
Jiraiya gripped your breasts tighter. His head goes back further and he arched his back. He inhales sharply and holds it. You continue to go slow. It drives him crazy. He's tense to his toes. He licks his lips and his breathing picks up. Heavy and quick. You adjust to interlock your fingers behind his neck. You move your hips more dramatically. A larger roll of your hips before you continue to give him the slow ride. You lean down to kiss him. Slow wet kisses that involves tongues. You go down to kiss his chin and the left side of his jaw. Then down his neck. You suck and bite his collarbone. All the while his hands move on. Dragging slowly down your back. He grips onto your hips. He pushes and pulls you to go a bit faster. You pay attention to his neck. Sucking on the side and kissing across his throat to pay attention to the other side. It vibrates slightly when he moans. You inhale sharply. Jiraiya gasps.
The way your walls contract around him was a bit of a pleasant surprise. Your orgasm snuck up on you. You hold on to him and press your body against his. Your hot breath against his neck and the breathy moans of pleasure are such a turn on. Jiraiya pushes his hips hard against yours while holding you down. He came and couldn't be happier. This was just the first round of many!
You slide off of him after he relaxes. You take a seat across from him. You sink into the warm water. It helps with keeping your muscles warmed up and relaxed. The top of his knees pop out of the water as he relaxes into the water almost to his nose. His face looked a little funny from the optical illusion the water created, cutting the length of it in half and erasing his mouth.
It turned into silent enjoyment of each other's company. Basking in the feeling of sex and relaxation. Occasionally, your foot would caress his leg and he'd smile before doing the same to you. He blew bubbles into the water to make you laugh.
When the water got cold and your fingers wrinkly, Jiraiya pulled the plug. He was quick to get out and towel off. You follow at a more lax pace. He gave you a kiss before speaking.
"I'll be in the bedroom!"
You roll your eyes. Where else would he go? You bid him a quick farewell. You quickly tend to the bathroom. Yes, they're are maids and you are technically paying for that, but it's rude to leave everything messy. You pick up Jiraiya's towel that he oh so kindly left on the floor and put it properly on the towel rack. You blow out the candles and pick out some of the petals stuck by the tub drain. You put on one of the fluffy robes and joined your husband.
Jiraiya just finished on the hotel phone on the nightstand. Hanging it up as you entered. He too was in one of the robes. But it was tied lazily and half falling off one shoulder. At the sight of you he smiles and collapses onto the bed. He beckons you to join. You flop down next to him. Oh hell yeah. This is one big comfy bed. You stretch your arms above your head and you flex your toes.
"We should spring for the nice room more often!" You joke as you spread out on the spacious king size bed.
"Only if you plan on fucking all night." Jiraiya grins. He pushes your hair out of your face. It was damp and messy from the bath. "Why else get the nice bed?"
"Because we're old."
He laughs. "Come on now! Fifty and forty six isn't that old."
"We're older than most active shinobi."
"That just adds to our cool factor. Aren't we just the poster child for the perfect marriage?"
You snort and turn your head towards him. "It is nice to grow old with you."
The smile on Jiraiya's face turned from joking to sincerity. "I'm happy to grow old with you."
"I'm happy too!" You lazily drag your hand along his face. He puts a quick kiss on your knuckles as they pass by. "I couldn't imagine spending my life a different way."
There's polite knocking on the door. Jiraiya slowly gets up and makes his way to it. He opens it and has a quick discussion with who ever is on the other side. He pulls out a quick tip and an exchange happens. He insists and takes a bucket along with a silver tray. He shuts the door with his foot and comes trotting back to bed.
"That was quick! This place has great service." Jiraiya chirped happily as he set the tray on the bed. He sets the frosty looking bucket on the ground and pulls out a bottle from it.
"What did you order?" You sit up. He holds his hand out to stop you from moving any further. You pause and stay where you are.
He slides the tray, which had a cover that hid the contents. He stops it right before it hit the pillows so it would sit perfectly between you and him. Then he hopped back into bed, careful to not completely shake the bottle in his hand.
"Twenty five years! We gotta celebrate in style!" He explained happily.
Jiraiya turned the label of the bottle towards you and grinned. It's champagne. Champagne that has been aging for twenty five years. What a thoughtful dork! He ain't much of a wine guy, but made exceptions for things like this. He pulls the lid off the tray. It revealed a verity of fruits. Cut, prepared, and most of them were dipped in chocolate. Some were just dipped in sugar. They were plated to look like flowers. With rose petals garnishing the spaces in between. You wasted no time popping a sugary blueberry into your mouth. As you chew, you watch Jiraiya struggle with the cork on the champagne bottle. He placed the bottle between his thighs as he pushed the cork with his thumbs.
It popped! When it did the cork went flying. There was a crash as it shot against the ceiling and hit the light fixture. One of the lightbulbs popped open and went dim. Slowly, you lower your gaze back to your husband. He did the same. There was another heartbeat or silence. Then you and him began to laugh.
"Oops!" Jiraiya laughed, his cheeks turning pink from embarrassment.
"Did you break the glass?" You ask. You tilt your head to get a better angle of the ceiling fixture.
"Nah! It bounced and just got the bulb." He tilts his head and leaned to the side to inspect as well... just to make sure. He can make out the dark shadow of the cork resting in the bowl of the light fixture. That'll be an interesting conversation to have with the front desk.
"Good job, Mr. Smooth Operator." You lightly punch his arm in a joking way.
"I do my best to impress!" Jiraiya put his hand to his chest as he referred to himself. He looks around in search of something. "Aw Damn it! They forgot the glasses!"
You shake your head and grab the bottle. You put the ledge to your lips and took a swig. "A small avoidable problem." You offer him the bottle.
He takes it and follows your lead. Tilting it fully back to give it a chug. It's sweet and bubbly. And it felt wrong after the amount he paid for the thing. Like come on! Why is this kinda gross shit so expensive? And he can't even drink it out of the stupid fancy glasses! But he ain't about to waste a drop of it. It was over a hundred dollars. You and him take turns passing the bottle. The snacks paired well with it.
Of course, it got started up again. As you fed Jiraiya a particularly juicy strawberry, some of the juice ran down the palm of your hand. He grabbed your wrist and ran his tongue along the trail it made, catching the sticky juice off your skin. It was wet and a little messy. He ate the rest in a bite that nipped the tip of your fingers. He then licked up any remnants of strawberry from you. It was nice feeling his tongue lick between your fingers. He left almost nothing untouched and it got you remembering all the times that tongue was between other things on your body. He rolled and pinned you underneath him. He smirked and pulled open your robe.
"I get to be on top this time!" He cheered with a cheeky smile.
"Only if you can keep up, you dinosaur!"
Jiraiya laughs. Oh you sassy thing. He tossed off his robe and got to it. He grabs your ankles and pulled. You squeal as you slide down the bed. He splits your legs apart. He smiles at the sight. You look so good like this. Your eyes glancing at his hard on before back to his eyes. The spread eagle position was such a turn on. Your spread open legs created a perfect line to stare at the prize between your thighs.
"Do I have to beg?" You joke.
He shakes his head. "No sorry. Sometimes I have to take in how pretty you are."
Aw. You smile and lift your hips to help. You can just reach his knees. You stroke them. "You're pretty too, hubby. Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to have you."
"Yeah," Jiraiya nods his head, "you are pretty lucky."
Oh gosh. Fucking dork. Jiraiya chuckles from your raised brow and sarcastic smirk. It turns into an o face as you gasp when he thrusts all the way in. His cock buried back in where it feels best. He lowers his hands to behind your knees. He holds you there, your ass just hovering above the bed. You moan as he began to fuck you. You encourage your husband in just the way he likes.
"Jiraiya! Yes! Oh yes!" You cry out. You arch your back as you coax him. You run your hands up and down your body. You squeeze a breast while your other hand feels the plump skin around your entrance. You could feel the width of his dick as it stretched your insides and gently tugged on your skin. "Harder baby! I want to scream!"
"Whatever you say, beautiful!" He can't help but agree. He loves every single little thing about this.
Jiraiya leans over you and hooks an arm under your lower back. He guides your leg to wrap tightly around his body with your heel digging into his back. His face by yours now. The tips of his hair is tickling your skin. You reach out and grab onto his shoulders. You hold on tightly as Jiraiya fucks you harder. Your whole body moves with the motions. He helps you move with him in a matching pace. His hands practically white knuckled as he clings onto your waist and ass. He pulled you in as he thrusted so it goes as deeply as possible. You never break eye contact. Staring into his excited eyes as you pant with him. Sweat rolls off his skin and mixes with yours. His throat bobs as he swallows a mouthful of saliva.
"I love you." Jiraiya's voice was husky. He spoke between his heavy breathing.
"I love you too!" You are breathless.
He closed the distance and pressed his lips against yours. He tastes like champagne and strawberries. His spit is sticky and thick from the sugar. Like strawberry syrup. You relish the taste as your tongue plays with his. Your grip tightens and your body is going stiff. You moan into his mouth as you press your body against his. Knots are tightening in your muscles almost enough to cause a spasm.
"J-Jiraiya!" You broke the kiss just to call his name before he locked them again.
Oh yes, his favourite part. Jiraiya bites your bottom lip. He loves hearing you in all your glory. He breaks the kiss and settles for resting his face against your neck. His ear by your mouth so he can hear everything. Your desperate pants. The moans and mewls as you get closer and closer. The way you say his name over and over. He naturally pants with you as to encourage you on. Your breaths getting shorter and shorter.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Your breath blows against his ear as you cry. He grits his teeth as your nails bury into his back. "Ha-!" Your breath hitches in the middle of your moan.
A flood washed over you. Jiraiya groans as your nails drag down his back. You cry his name again as you cum. He slows down. Rolling his hips to grind into you so you can relish in it for as long as possible. Your sweaty mess when it's done. Collapsing onto the sheets. You need air. Your chest heaves as you breathe. Jiraiya waits for you. He adjusts to his hands and knees. Just relaxing above you. He's smiling. A quick breather is exactly what he needs too. You recover after a moment and regain your composure.
"Fuck me, you beautiful bastard. We aren't done!" You smile and flex your thighs again his hips.
Jiraiya exhales a breathy laugh. He grabs the back of your legs and forces your knees to your chest. "We really aren't. Even after this. We have all night to celebrate!"
"Yes we do-o!" You Are forced to stammer as Jiraiya began to thrust again. He just grins at your reaction.
You take it all over again. Crying out in pleasure as your husband does you right. He was keen on staying on top. You look hot writhing underneath him anyways. The sheets becoming disheveled as you claw at them. The exquisite way your breasts bounce as your body is forced to rock with the motions. You throw your head back and really use your vocal chords. The whole hotel probably knows exactly what's happening just from you alone. Good! Very good! The idea of this whole place hearing this is such a turn on. Jiraiya smirks at the idea of the whole building falling silent to tune in. You stiffen and your muscles shake two more times before he finishes. Moaning your name as he does so and bruising your ass with a hard hitting thrust that sends ripples up your spine.
Jiraiya rolls off you once it's finished. He laughs and kisses down the length of your neck before pulling back. You tuck yourself under the covers and cuddle up to him. You are just as wired as he is. Not tired, but content to bask in the afterglow. A recovery period before diving back in.
"What now?" You ask.
"Oh? I think you know." He giggles like a giddy school girl.
"Again? We just finished!"
He caressed your face and kissed you passionately. "You know me, baby!" He giggled before kissing your lips and cheeks in quick little pecks. "I am absolutely insatiable!"
You giggle before kissing him again. You pause. A low grumble from your stomach interrupted your thoughts. You make a bit of a pout as you confess something. "I'm hungry."
Jiraiya nods slowly. "Yeah. The fruit ain't really cutting it." There's a pit developing in his stomach. He needs a pick me up just as much you do. At least the fruit was an excuse to lick you! He rolls to face the nightstand on his side of the bed. His back to you. He picked up the phone again and called for room service. "I'm thinking something more heavy."
In the position he's in now, you could see the marks you left on his back. Faint red lines from dragging your nails down his skin. Jiraiya often tells you he doesn't mind. He bears them with pride. He shows them off sometimes. He'll put his hair up just to show off that not only is he taken, but he fucks them so good that they leave marks. You wrap your arm around to his front and kiss shoulder. You look over it to watch him. You draw circles into chest as you read over the little piece of laminated paper in his hand. It had a list of food options on it.
"Mmm... Ice cream sounds good." You voice your opinion.
"With or without the brownie?"
"The fuck kind of question is that?"
Jiraiya snorts a laugh before speaking into the receiver. "Two ice cream sundaes with the brownie to room one thirty five."
You kiss his shoulder a few more times before he rolled over. He held you against him as he kissed you. His body firmly pressed against yours. His hand runs up and down your thigh as it rests over his hip. He keeps you there until there's a knock on the door. Jiraiya regretfully pulls away. He puts the robe back on but barely ties it to cover himself. The more uncomfortable the person delivering the food is, the quicker he can get back to bed.
It was an uncomfortable exchange. Jiraiya stood proudly almost completely nude as the room service lad was so red. He tipped the poor boy well for busting his balls a little before taking the order into the room. Jiraiya handed you a cold bowl of delicious ice cream.
You cheer your bowl against his before tucking in. It's vanilla with hot fudge on top. There's caramel drizzle and sprinkles. A big slice of warm brownie was stuck in between the scoops and a piece of waffle cone stabbed in the side to top it off. It's so simple, yet so perfect.
Jiraiya switched on the tv in front of the bed. He flips through a few channels before picking something easy to watch. This was one of the best things in life. Laying in a big comfy bed. Eating junk food. Laying next to someone you love while watching something completely mind numbing. All while you think about the next round of sex. You rest your head against Jiraiya's shoulder as you barely pay attention to the tv. You take slow spoonfuls of your melting sundae into your mouth. He finished his first, but kept the bowl in his hands. Absently holding it as his mind was clearly elsewhere. That or he's planning something.
The second you put your bowl on the nightstand, Jiraiya sprung into action. He ripped the blankets off of you. You stare at him in confusion as he holds his bowl above you. He tips it and a stream of melted ice cream, chocolate sauce, and caramel poured all over you. It's cold! He pours it over your tits and down your belly. You hold your legs together as he pours a good amount over your pelvis.
"Jiraiya! It's gonna get on the sheets!" You scold him. You keep your thighs clenched to avoid a mess.
"They gotta wash them anyways!" He argues. He grabs your leg and pulls on it. He licks his lips when you give in. The mix of sticky fluids dripping over your sex. "I'm still hungry! Aren't you?"
It's an interesting sensation. It's cold. But it's pleasant. It feels good as it trails down your curves. And the way Jiraiya is looking at you! The bloody perv was so excited to see you like this. Covered in toppings like you're a second serving of ice cream! He slides his hand against your slit and pushes a finger in.
"A little bit of syrup to go with my pie sounds like a good change!" He continues to tease you. He kisses you before continuing. "I'll lick it all off! Every inch of you. Don't worry about the sheets!"
He rubs the mixture over your skin, playing with you while kissing you. A high pitched moan leaves you as he thrusts his finger in and out of you.
"All night! Remember?" Jiraiya whispered against your lips.
You grip onto his hair at the nape of his neck and kiss him. "All night." You agree in the same hushed tone.
"Happy anniversary, my love."
"And to many more!"
Jiraiya smiles before continuing. Yes! To many many more! Each one better than the last! He began to lick over your very flavourful skin. As he does, he schemes on what he'll do next year. Plenty of ideas come to mind~!