Author's Note: Fuck, it feels good being able to finally complete this, lol. Sorry for the long dry spell. Life got in the way and our schedules refused to align for a bit, but here's the next chapter as an early Christmas present. XD
Also, a slight edit was made to Chapter 3, removing the mention of Naruto being grateful that he was a jinchuuriki… more than two years before he ― or anyone bar a select few! ― learned that he was. Not sure how that slipped past editing, but it did, lol.
Chapter Four: Naruto's Birthday
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Come next morning, one Mitarashi Anko was singing―moaning, in fact―a very different tune after Ami encouraged her man to let loose and show her mama just
what he had learned over the short course of their relationship…
And Anko's ego would never be the same again…
She now lie sprawled upon the bed, reduced to a writhing and moaning heap while being manhandled by a nine-year-old. How did he not get tired? How did he keep it hard for so long?
Wasn't that bad for his health?!
Regardless, Anko's son-in-law stood between the purplette's legs, beside her bed… their bed… one hand on the woman's hip while he pounded her, one of her legs thrown over his shoulder and the other left to dangle over the edge.
His pace was utterly relentless, even and powerful, seemingly unaffected by Anko's writhing folds as she recovered from her latest orgasm. She'd honestly lost count…
And the way he thumbed her clit… She never stood a chance…
Ami giggled naughtily like the little sex-imp she was, hugging their man from behind, nipping at his neck and leaving behind a trail of hickeys, her own loins dripping with a combination of slick juices that continued to excrete thanks to the hotness of their situation, and her husband's essence… of which there was a lot.
The boy groaned, shuddering in Ami's grasp, his pleasured cry sending hot shivers up two spines as he slammed into his MILF-in-law and stood there.
Anko could only gurgle, another orgasm washing over her as she felt another large batch of his seed flow into her, forcing the previous loads either deeper or outwards.
And considering she was packed full… Well, it was no wonder Ami was constantly washing their sheets…
As for the she-devil in question, the pregnant little girl cooed in delight, watching from atop her man's shoulder as his member throbbed while pumping her mother full of hot jizz.
…And when Anko went limp, the girl shuddered.
The realization that her man could reduce her mother, the scariest, strongest, most badass of woman she knew, to such a state drove the younger plumette utterly wild.
Without saying a word, she leaned over his shoulder and stole a heated kiss from her still cum-pumping husband, moaning ever so slightly into the liplock as their eyes connected, her eyes full of brimming, lustful passion.
Anko could only gurgle at the sensation of his next few shots firing off with even greater force, before the blond calmed back down once again and pulled out of her at last, dropping her leg down and staring as cum slowly poured out of her sex-stretched twat...
Then, he set his sights on her daughter… (1)
As the month neared its end, Ami found herself at a loss…
October was on its way… and everyone and their dog knew that the 10th was her hubby's birthday by now, because of the ill omen they saw it as.
Even she knew, as early as three years ago!
And as such… well… the poor thing couldn't help but fret over what to do.
It might've been a bit out of her element―being a notorious delinquent and all―but she was still your fairly typical little girl, and thus she often found herself fantasizing about the charming prince spoiling her with no thought of doing anything for him―save for the hugs and kisses and hot, steamy babymaking, of course.
A hand absently planted itself upon her belly. She couldn't feel the bump yet, but the habit was already forming.
After all of the lewd things they did together, and all of the trouble Naruto-kun went through to make her happy and safe and well-taken care of, Ami felt a deep… need to make him happy as well.
And… while the sex was definitely great for both of them, she was his wife!
She wanted―needed―to do something heartfelt for him. To show him that she really cared!
Ami was serious; she loved him. She loved him more than she ever could have imagined herself loving Sasuke! It might seem sudden and probably a little less than healthy, but she did!
It really put into perspective how little she knew about this sort of thing before making that offer almost two months ago…
Shaking her head to dislodge those thoughts, lest she let them distract her, the plumette sighed for what felt like the thousandth time. Eyeballing the bedroom, where Naruto-kun rested at the moment, happily snoozing away his worries after a long day at school, Ami pouted in both envy and annoyance.
She knew he liked ramen and sex and training and her and… ramen, but despite their time together, his other interests eluded her…
"I'mma need to ask him," she grumbled, mentally kicking herself for not thinking to do so sooner. Ami was a terrible wife. She knew it and so did he. Naruto-kun never commented on it, but she could tell that he knew.
And he put up with it… for her sake.
Ami's shoulders slumped. "Damn it, Naruto," she muttered with a frown, never hearing the bedroom door crack open.
"...What'd I do?"
Poor Ami nearly jumped out of her skin.
"SCARED ME SHITLESS, THAT'S WHAT!"
Not long after Ami calmed her tits, Naruto was feeling quite thoroughly… lost.
They were outside, now, wandering aimlessly through the village until one or the other came up with something to do. The girl―his wife―had awkwardly offered to hang out with him, since they had nothing to do, and Naruto couldn't refuse if he wanted to.
But, well… he couldn't think of anything…
"So… uh…"
There was a long, awkward silence, yet Ami more or less knew what he was thinking.
"...Exactly," she chuckled half-heartedly. "Married for about a month-and-a-half and neither of us still have any idea what we're doing." It sure put a damper on her ideas of dream marriage.
"...To be fair it was sudden and we have been busy," the blond replied sheepishly. "You're doing a way better job than I am, believe it."
She shook her head and smiled at him crookedly as she bumped hips.
"Nah, I just like to let you think so." Her hands came up to her hips and she raised a brow haughtily.
"I mean, if that's the case, you'll be a damn good ninja," the hubby said,
His wife let loose an unladylike snort.
They said nothing as they stepped into one of Konoha's parks.
Ami reached out, grabbed the blond's hand and laced her fingers with Naruto's. At his glance, she waggled her eyebrows and pointed towards their, ah… spot.
The blond's cheeks darkened.
"You, ah… wanna do it now?"
"Nope―just wanted to see you squirm," she said cheerily, and leaned closer to peck him on the cheek. "It's kinda cute!"
Naruto turned from bright red to crimson, eliciting an amused chuckle.
"...That said," Ami muttered after a moment, staring down at the ground with a deep frown. "I… honestly don't know what I want us to do."
Taking a full minute to recover from the whiplash, Naruto just stared at her. The poor girl looked so… lost.
He wanted to hug her.
He wanted to cuddle her.
Must… protect…
"...Is something bothering you?"
She wiggled her nose.
"...Not really."
Bullshit! The instant Naruto heard that response, something about it made his male instincts kick right the fuck in and tell him everything was wrong!
But being somewhat socially stunted―lack of a true parental figure, sans his caretaker Rin―he didn't know how to proceed.
Yet.
"I… uh… Well, if you need any help, just… let me know?"
It made Ami smile, though the plumette couldn't look him in the eye to save her life right now…
"It's just…" she began, taking a moment to gather her thoughts. Her fingers tightened around his nervously. "It feels weird that I don't know a whole lot about you." She murmured.
"Uh…?"
"I mean―look, we're married now and we're like having a baby and my mom's a nutcase and I'm totally taking after her and you're so you and― and― '' Ami began to babble.
Upon hearing her go on like that, Naruto's instincts demanded action. Reaching out, he hugged the girl right then and there, and pressed his lips against her forehead as he craned her head down.
"It will be okay, Ami-chan." He murmured, kissing her forehead again and rubbing her back comfortingly, "We've only been at this for a few weeks."
Ami pouted, even as her insides squirmed happily and her heart bounced around in her chest like it was on a darn trampoline.
But the cynical part of her needed to speak.
"It's been almost two months now."
"That was before we, ah…." His cheeks rosied up, "Before, y'know… the baby." It's not like they'd been 'dating' or stuff while practicing how to fuck…
"Still…" she muttered. "It's been more than long enough for us to get to know each other. How many things do you know about me? Aside from how much I like sex."
"Uh… well…" Naruto cleared his throat and composed himself. "I know… you like shrimp? And that you've had it rough. You were a big troublemaker… you didn't have any friends. Kinda like me, actually… Guess that's why we get along so much?" That and she'd been quite the bully but, ah, he wasn't going to bring that up right now… something told him not to.
Ami snorted. "Maybe it is," she admitted. "Still, though…" She pulled back slightly to look up at him, giving her husband a serious look. "Your birthday's coming up," Ami blurted out.
"Uh… so?"
"I wanna make you happy, damn it!"
Naruto just… melted when he heard that and opened his mouth to speak.
"I already know you like ramen," Ami deadpanned. "What else?"
The blond let loose a sheepish chuckle. ''...Gardening? Princess Gale? Training? You?" He floundered a bit, visibly taking some effort to come up with things to list. His arms would've been animated if not for their hug. "...And training?"
Ami couldn't help but be amused. Her man was such a lovable dunce. "'Princess Gale', you say," she muttered thoughtfully. Then the girl gave Naruto a teasing grin. "Do I have to choke a bitch for trying to compete with me~?"
The blond sputtered, drawing out an amused and much-needed laugh from his wife.
She withdrew from his embrace, hands on her cocked hips as her confidence resurfaced, and gave her man an expecting look. "So, what are we talking about here? I've heard the name every now and then, but I know jack shit about her."
"...Movie series," Naruto replied after a long pause. "Princess Gale is the main character, of course. She goes on a lotta crazy adventures and stuff. They were still making the seventh movie, last I heard."
He of course kept up with it religiously before Ami made that offer, but, well… the consequences left him distracted lately… ahem… (2)
"I don't think anything has changed since then," he added uncertainly, "but I'd have to check to be sure."
"So, where would you go to do that…?" Ami asked, legitimately curious. She was no movie nut, so the girl didn't have a damn clue. They didn't even own a VHS set…
"I mean, I could show ya if you want."
Ami smiled. "Sounds good. Let's do that right now, then!"
"Right now?"
"Sure, make a date out of it while we're at it." She looked at him, her smile becoming a reminder of her parentage, "All this talk about… us is making me hungry, so you're taking us to eat too!" She pointed at him.
"Uh… sure?"
And with that, they were off to the nearest movie store… and by the end of it, Ami knew exactly what to get her hubby for his birthday.
And when that day came to an end, someone else was having a damn fit.
"What the FUCK?!"
Anko's scream could have woken the dead.
"Where did that come from?! Who broke in and how the fuck did he get past my snakes?!"
…With good reason to be fair.
The soon-to-be-grandmother looked downright murderous as she glared at the baby-crib in the middle of her kids' room.
It was fully set up and everything, only raising more questions.
And tied onto the gate with a little ribbon was a card.
And of course, her shouts caught Naruto and Ami's attention, the two having been mingling on the street outside.
Rushing up to the apartment, Naruto was first through the door.
"What's wrong?!" he questioned, seeing Anko standing in place and practically frothing at the mouth…
"Some broke into my place and left THIS!" she jabbed her finger at the crib, glaring as if her gaze alone could make it combust…
Peeking out from behind her, Naruto approached and took a look, immediately recognizing the handwriting.
"Oh… It's no problem," he said, smiling brightly. "It's a gift…"
Though the number of friends he had could be counted on one hand, there were two he hadn't yet met. Both of them always left him little birthday presents… presumably whenever they could.
It almost never happened on his actual birthday, but he always received two of them, weeks in advance, several days later, or both.
This, of course, wasn't including the ones he got from Ayame-nee-chan, her dad, Rin-nee-chan, or the Hokage.
His signature was a henohenomoheji, a series of characters used to form the face of a scarecrow, so Naruto nicknamed him Scarecrow-san. (3)
I heard someone has a baby on the way, so I figured this would be an appropriate gift.
Naruto couldn't help but smile sheepishly at that.
Ami couldn't contain her curiosity as she read the card over his shoulder. "Someone you know?"
"...Kinda," he replied awkwardly.
"How can you 'kinda' know someone?"
"I mean, I have no idea who they are." He said, slightly flustered at her unimpressed look, "But they are a friend… a shy friend, I guess."
"Uhuh…"
"No really, they bring me gifts every so often!" Naruto smiled at the memories. "I never met them in person, so I don't know much about them, but it's nice knowing that Scarecrow-san is looking out for me in their own way."
Ami said nothing, choosing not to comment. She… knew how little Naruto had, and if someone out there wanted to bring him a measure of happiness… who was she to decry it?
"Gift or not, I'm making damn sure that thing ain't boobytrapped," Anko declared. "And I am especially making damn sure no one is able to slip in like that again, so help me!"
What ensued thereafter was a trap-making campaign the likes of which the world had never seen… and the consequences of one Mitarashi Naruto bearing witness to it would haunt the continent for generations to come…
And soon enough, Naruto's birthday arrived.
The boy in question had no idea what to expect when it did, but waking up to his wife sucking him off was not it.
Not that he was complaining…
Unfortunately, when she was done, they had to go to school…
Naruto couldn't help but let a look of depressed exasperation slip out at the looks some passers by gave him along the way.
He always got those looks, but it always got worse on his birthday.
Then, suddenly, the boy yelped when his wife pulled him into a protective embrace, glaring at someone who got too close.
"Go away," she growled.
The sheer ferocity of her words startled both the man and Naruto. The former then scoffed and scooted slightly before continuing on his way.
Naruto, for his part, blinked owlishly down at her.
"What?" She snapped, irritated beyond belief at how everyone was treating him.
Naruto… did the smart thing, and said nothing, opting to give her a calming peck instead.
Ami turned bright red on contact and started squirming immediately. Naruto did not help when he scooped her up into a loving hug, but she didn't complain.
She was just… confused. Though not the most patient little thing, Ami never felt so on-edge as she did when Naruto tried so hard to hide how depressed he was.
"I blame the kid," she grumbled, more to herself than to Naruto in all honesty. "My hormones are outta whack or something." Her gaze then met that of her husband. "I just… can't stand seeing you so sad anymore. It makes everything go red." She huffed.
Tightening his hug just a little, Naruto smiled. "It'll be okay," he assured. "We just need to tough out our day at the academy like always and then we can celebrate." His grin widened, making Ami melt, as he spoke. "If it helps, you just made me the happiest I've ever been on my birthday."
Ami pouted, finally hugging him back and burying her face in his chest… partially to hide her embarrassment.
That was so not fair…
And tough it out they did.
It wasn't easy, especially with Ami being grumpy all damn day and all but glaring down anyone who looked his way with a viciousness that reminded him of who gave birth to her, but they managed.
What they did while ditching Jiro-sensei's class saw to that…
…Suffice to say, a well-fucked Ami was a much more amiable Ami…
And so, with his wife clinging onto him with a possessive growl at some bystanders that made him weirdly happy, even if it was kinda odd, Naruto and Ami returned home for the day.
And Naruto promptly got a boner so strong, he could've probably tried using it as a club…
For standing at the doorway of the apartment, giving him and her daughter a smoky, half-lidded look that would've set his blood to boiling a few months ago, stood his mother-in-law… almost completely nude, barring the open coat and fishnet top that failed to hide anything on her sexy, athletic yet voluptuous body…
Tensing―in quite a few ways―he failed to notice the impish grin that spread across his wife's face until Ami brought her hand up to the back of his head…
Grabbing onto it, she tugged his face down and towards her own and heatedly smacked their lips together in a hungry kiss. Then, before Naruto realized it, Anko was kneeling right before them, barging into the liplock with a little peck on their combined lips… that turned just as heated and snogging as soon as Ami 'let go' and 'passed him along'.
Naruto was getting very short on breath by the time his lips were his own…
"Someone's earned himself a little reward for keeping my little Shrimp happy," she growled, her tone husky…
Naruto could only stare… and before he knew what happened, his trousers fell, the beast they struggled to contain springing free, thanks to his impish wife.
All while they stood in the middle of the very-much-public hallway…
Anko wasted no time, pinning her son-in-law down beneath her, and leered at Naruto while grinding her mound against his shaft.
And so, Naruto's first threesome of the day started right then and there, on the pavement in front of the door in broad daylight.
And they would only continue ganging up on him when Anko finally dragged him inside.
It was the best birthday he'd ever had…
"BLEEERGH!"
But, that joy wouldn't last forever. And so, a little more a month later, back in the academy…
"I haaate you so much right now…" Ami croaked, leaning over the toilet in the girls' bathroom.
Despite the location, Naruto was by her side, holding his wife's hair back and comforting her. He was 'exempt' from the rules.
Now thoroughly in her second trimester, the poor girl felt like utter shit.
The morning sickness was finally here and it was brutal.
"There, there, it'll be better."
"In how many months?" The poor girl retorted dryly―partially out of wit and partially due to her now sore throat.
Naruto's only response was an awkward, guilty smile as he continued to comfort her.
There was a knock on the door, followed by a feminine voice.
"Is everything okay in there?"
They both recognized the voice as that of Kajimura Ichigo, one of their classmates. She'd undoubtedly been sent by Namida-sensei to check on them.
"It's fine," Ami grunted, not wanting to be seen in her pitiful state by a classmate. "Just morning sickness."
The voice didn't need a moment to respond.
"Do you need to go to the infirmary?"
"Not this time. I just need to finish puking my guts out. HURK!"
The door opened to reveal a girl with vibrant, purple hair and matching eyes, the same age as Ami. It reached down to her shoulders and was parted in the side, partially kept out of her face with a hairclip. She wore a simple, blue sundress over a white blouse with simple shoes, white kneesocks, and a pair of minimalistic, elliptical glasses with black frames. (4)
This girl was specifically from their social skills class and had recently started taking it upon herself to… try and make them stop ditching for nookie.
She proved moderately successful, depending on Ami's mood at the time.
Naruto made a hard effort to ignore the shy, attracted glances she sent him and the way she bit her lip. Seems those stupid books were right―once a man got laid once, all of a sudden getting laid again with other women didn't appear all too difficult…
He didn't quite know how to feel about that… but somehow, while it was obvious to him that she wanted to get in his pants, Naruto could tell that her concern for them was genuine.
"Is there anything I can get for you?" Ichigo asked.
"Sake." Ami deadpanned, being a regular connoisseur of alcoholic beverages thanks to whom her mother was, before groaning as another wave of nausea hit her.
The other girl pouted, hands on her hips as she gave Ami a disapproving look. "While I certainly can't blame you for that suggestion, you know I won't deliver on it."
Ami huffed grumpily at that.
"I think we're good for now," Naruto said, feeling terribly awkward. "It should pass soon, since it's not as bad this time around."
"Don't jinx it," his wife grunted.
"Well, I'm staying in case you need anything," Ichigo assured.
"Sake?"
"No."
Another hurl.
"Sake."
Ichigo stomped her foot.
"No!"
Meanwhile, in Kaze no Kuni, Anko groaned in equal misery, swearing the heat was making her nauseous, but she muscled past it. Still, though… how the absolute fuck the people here found this hellhole even remotely hospitable was beyond her.
"Never again will I let someone call a Suna-nin a pansy," she muttered. "I can't imagine tolerating this all the time."
The two ninja she was working with chuckled at that.
"It's not this hot all the time," one told her.
"Yeah, winter's our favorite day of the year," the other joked.
Anko gave them both a withering glare.
The second one, a woman with brown hair, amber eyes, and freckles, gave her a chuckle. "In all fairness," she said, "I can't imagine living with all that green shit trying to choke me to death." (5)
The first one then spoke up, this one being a man standing head and shoulders and then some above the two women, built like a brick shithouse. "No matter where you live, mother nature will always be trying to kill you."
"I'd prefer it if she stuck to ways I'm used to," Anko grumbled, wincing as a spike of pain shot through her abdomen. "All the more reason to find this fucker as soon as possible, though."
With another mouth to feed approaching in less than seven months, it went without saying that the plumette started taking more and more high-paying jobs lately. Unfortunately, such jobs paid so damn well for a reason.
If it wasn't because of a high risk of injury or death being involved, it was a job that most ninja would prefer to avoid for other reasons.
In this case, it was chasing down some fugitive drug lord who ran into the fucking desert in the middle of summer. Calendar be damned. She didn't care what month it said it was, it was fucking summer!
Unbeknownst to her, however, that pain was being caused by something else entirely…
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
That evening, back in the Hidden Leaf, Anko's daughter and son-in-law were having a much better time as Ami rode Naruto like a prized stallion, moaning loudly and eliciting much the same level of groans from her lover.
The two of them were utterly nude, the pregnant plumette's condition leaving her horny as all hell… and with Anko gone, they were free to go at it anywhere and make as much noise as they wanted.
They were running out of 'new' places to fuck in the apartment, to be honest.
At this moment, his hands reached up and cupped her chest, doing little else than firmly groping as Ami rode him, her booty clapping against his groin with each passing second. The whorish moans she let loose were like music to his ears and he did his best to match her hops, bucking his hips and slamming into her dripping loins.
Naruto grunted, reaching his limit, and when Ami felt his hot seed splash within her, she too went flying over the edge. She collapsed on top of him, wailing lustfully into his chest and Naruto wrapped his arms around her, hugging his wife close while thrusting into her with each and every spurt.
Then, when the flow of his seed abated, he was at it again. Ami let loose another moan and Naruto rolled them over so that he was on top, pinning his wife down in a mating press before adjusting himself and pounding his wife within an inch of her life.
This wasn't their first round. Nor was it their third round. Nor seventh.
The two were trying to 'break in' every room in Anko's apartment, but they found themselves going romp after romp in her bedroom…
And considering they'd started to actively share the bed between the three of them...
Naruto threw his head back and groaned in carnal bliss, his balls contracting and dick throbbing as he spilled his seed within Ami's occupied womb yet again, finally satisfied after blowing his load a ninth time… and his wife felt the same, her own orgasms long having become uncountable for her state of mind.
But at last, the fires of passion within her were doused… and now, she pulled him back down and started making out with her hubby. Naruto meanwhile, was more than happy to shower her in kisses.
And so he did…
Ami then looked up at Naruto as he pulled back, little hearts in her eyes as she gave him an adoring look.
"I… I love you," she muttered. She averted her gaze, her insides clenching around his prick. "The longer we stay together, the more sure I feel about it… I just…"
"It feels weird saying that, I know," Naruto chuckled, his voice throaty. "No need to force yourself."
Ami pouted. "Saying that makes me want to, though, you bastard…"
Naruto snorted. "That was just too damn cute…"
He received a halfhearted jab in response, drawing out another chuckle. Then, the blond finally pulled out of his wife and plopped down beside her, prompting Ami to roll over and lie her head on his chest, cum running out of her stretched nethers like a slow faucet.
Naruto happily wrapped one arm around her and the two just stayed there in silence for a time, enjoying each other's presence as they cuddled.
As with all things, however, this eventually had to come to an end as a knock on the door drew a groan from Ami.
"Ignore it."
"But Ami―''
"No buts. I want my cuddles." She was quick to play her cards, and gave him an imploring, completely fake, pout. "It's the least you can do after putting this thing inside me…''
There was another knock.
"Cuddles, ramen, and ice cream when I come back," Naruto told her.
"...and a cookie."
"And a cookie," the blond chuckled.
Ami huffed and rolled to the side to let him get up, so he did, slipping on some trousers and making the ill-fated decision to answer the door.
Poor Ichigo didn't quite know what happened. She remembered waiting for an answer and there was a few clicks, announcing the deadbolt and other locks being undone… and when the door opened to reveal a shirtless Naruto, looking like something straight out of a fairytail… with those muscles… sporting a build no one his age had any business having and reeking of sex… his torso all glistening and sweaty…
...Ichigo groaned, her eyes fluttering as she felt something cold on her forehead.
Then, her gaze fell upon a mildly irritated Ami, now garbed in a robe. Ichigo squeaked, jolting up after quickly realizing that she'd fainted.
"T-terribly sorry for the inconvenience!" she blurted out, face beet red.
"Well, I can't really blame you for your reaction. My man's quite a catch." Ami preened, her gaze falling upon Naruto and drawing an awkward chuckle from him.
Ichigo blushed, adjusting her glasses. "R-right then… how long was I out for?"
"A good ten minutes," Naruto replied… and then, he entered her line of sight, still just wearing his trousers, to give Ami a bowl of ice cream.
Ichigo's whole face turned a bright red as she wobbled. But then, she shook her head and cleared her throat. "S-sorry," she muttered.
"...You owe me three cookies," Ami muttered, leering at her husband, just a bit miffed that he had a new, close admirer...
At the end of the day, though, she didn't complain too much. He fucked her mother, after all… multiple times at that. It was only a matter of time before someone else got washed up in the tidal wave of hormones at this point.
"Yes, dear," Naruto replied, giving her a charming smile that set their guest's heart aflutter. Then, he turned his attention to said guest. "Would you like some of that too?"
His wife's eyebrow twitched violently. 'Why did you have to phrase it like that…?'
Poor Ichigo sputtered, taking a moment to realize that he meant ice cream while her eyes lingered on places rather inappropriate. "Y-yes, please."
Oblivious to the implication, as one would expect from him, he smiled and nodded, leaving the den to get her a bowl as well.
His wife, meanwhile, facepalmed, shaking her head as she watched him go. 'What am I going to do with you…?'
Taking a moment to compose herself, Ami then turned her attention to the bespectacled plumette. "So…" she began, brow twitching. "You needed something?"
"J-just wanted to check on you two," she said, "and drop off a family remedy for morning sickness."
Ami averted her gaze, feeling any and all irritation she had at her cuddle-time-interuptus fade away. Morning sickness sucked. "...Much appreciated." She then sighed. "I'm doing well, for the most part. Could do without the morning sickness every fucking morning, noon, afternoon, evening and anything and everything in between―'' she ranted a nit before calming herself. "But Naruto-kun's been taking good care of me, as I'm sure you can tell." The look on her face when she said that was smug to the point of downright bratty.
Yes, she had sex, so much sex, all the time, and she was going to start lording that over all these stupid virgoes.
They had no idea what they were missing out on~!
"I can smell it." The other violette muttered under her breath.
Ami, proving that she was indeed the spawn of one Mitarashi Anko, grinned saucily. "And heard it on your way here, I'm sure~?"
"H-how can you s-say something like that…?" A blushing Ichigo stammered, utterly embarrassed.
"With a straight face." A pause, "I take after my mom, you know. She's a screamer too~!"
All she got in response was a heap of sputtering.
Ami giggled, before leaning towards the girl, her mouth hovering just a smidge from her ear.
"I bet he'd be willing to do you too~" she whispered, breathing warm air into her earlobe.
Ichigo squawked and nearly jumped out of her skin.
Let it not stay unclear that Ami had a thing for girls too. She was completely bisexual, even if she'd been completely enthralled with Sasuke before Naruto came along and fucked the stupid out of her and replaced it with his baby. She'd happily gone down on her mother multiple times since they started sharing the same dick…
As such, she already had a few ways to pimp her stud out, if need be.
...that, and with the way things were going, she'd need a sacrificial lamb for him to put a baby into so she could recover…
Possibly two or three.
She adored his stamina, but damn if Ami wasn't confident about her ability to keep up with him later on. He was only ten and already too damn virile for his own good! She'd teamed up with her mother of all people and in the end they barely managed to exhaust him by the time they were both sapped of all their energy… yet he was raring to go again in only three hours!
She had happily thrown her mother 'into harm's way' at the time... The bitch enjoyed it too… But at the same time, the both of them legitimately feared what he would be capable of in his sexual prime!
"Something wrong…?" Naruto asked, returning with that bowl of ice cream and sensing a tension in the air.
He had no idea it was the one of a sexual kind…
"Juust teasing the guest a little," Ami giggled.
Ichigo's eye twitched at that, but she composed herself and accepted the bowl of ice cream.
And from there, the trio had a bit of smalltalk about this and that, mostly school, before Ichigo took her leave… and heard Naruto and Ami going at it again on the way home… causing her to walk right into a lamp-post…
Meanwhile, on the other side of the damn continent, Jiraiya let loose a sigh of relief.
One of those girls just had to be a tracker, didn't she…? A stubborn one at that; she was bound and determined to find and castrate him!
"Women are scary," he muttered.
Truth be told, that was the real reason he remained single to this day! (6)
"Still… Can't let all that research go to waste." He rubbed his hands with a perverted giggle.
"So that's why you were such a bitch to find."
"Eeep!"
Jiraiya reflexively jumped, before realizing that wasn't the same woman's voice. He coughed into a fist in an effort to not lose too many man points.
The woman approached, showing herself to be a Konoha ANBU with a dog mask, her brown hair pulled back into a ponytail, while she herself was garbed in black, sleeveless fatigues and light armor, including a breast plate.
"The Hokage wanted me to deliver this," she said, reaching into her belt pouch and producing a scroll.
"And sent a lovely thing like you for the job? He does care!"
His charming smile was met with a deadpan stare through the eyeholes.
Jiraiya pouted manly. "Everyone's a critic," he whined, before unfurling the scroll and taking a look at its contents.
The man visibly flinched, his face blanching at what he read.
"Well, then," he managed after a long pondering moment, wrapping the scroll back up, "...looks like I'm gonna be returning sooner than expected."
To congratulate or to strangle someone, even he wasn't sure...
Meanwhile, back in Konoha, someone else was feeling equally conflicted about the blond, but for entirely different reasons as she stared at herself in the mirror.
Yet again, the girl in question was Hinata of the Hyuuga clan.
This time, however, she'd foregone her usual leggings in favor of a pleated skirt, assuming Naruto-kun preferred those, thanks to his crush on Sakura and his… lively relationship with Ami.
The damn thing felt drafty and uncomfortable, but it was a sacrifice she was more than willing to make to catch his attention…
Her jacket was also now open, revealing the black tank top underneath… and the massive chest that she tried so hard to hide.
Being the shy girl she was, Hinata didn't like the attention she knew the massive knockers would earn her, but with his woman being so… forward, she simply couldn't afford to let that get in her way!
Later that morning, completely oblivious to the inner turmoil of poor Hinata, Naruto and Ami entered the academy hand-in-hand.
Once again, the couple was subjected to the jeering of several peers as they passed by, but Naruto and Ami were quite readily able to ignore it thanks to the romp not too long ago.
Getting your jollies in advance did wonders for your mood, after all.
And so, another day began for them, like most others… until lunch came about.
After having a nice conversation with Ichigo and slinking off for another romp, the young couple were intercepted by some girls whom Ami in particular was very familiar with.
...and at the head of them was one Haruno Sakura, giving them an unimpressed glare… and of course, Naruto couldn't help but feel a bit… small as a result.
Ami, meanwhile, squeezed his hand comfortingly, giving him a reassuring look.
"Off to have sex in a closet again?" The unbridled envy in the pinkette's tone was palpable. "We all know you do it."
Ami huffed. "I will have you know that a closet is the least exciting place to do it on the whole campus," she fired back. The plumette then flashed her a naughty grin. "Not enough risk of someone walking in and discovering us."
Naruto couldn't help but blush at that, shifting uncomfortably. The blond would be lying if he said that wasn't true. The other girls had similar reactions while Sakura sputtered indignantly.
"Now, if you don't mind," Ami said dismissively, "I'm horny… and grumpy. Get outta my way and I won't punch you."
"Y-you slut!"
The plumette cackled, sending shivers up Naruto's spine. She truly was Anko's kid.
"Bitch, we both know you're just jealous because Sasuke won't give you the time of day while I'm riding my big-dicked boytoy~!
"And we all know that you only ended up with him because you couldn't nab Sasuke-kun!" The pinkette said with a nasty look in her eyes.
Naruto couldn't help but wince, knowing it was true… and that things would've probably been way different between 'em today if he hadn't knocked her up by accident...
Ami, meanwhile, scoffed at the pinkette's response, even as she noticed the effect it had on Naruto… it made her want to chokeslam Sakura into the floor. And it made her furious that it had been true. Her hormones induced a decent measure of self-loathing, just wonderful.
"I will have you know that I consider myself lucky for getting the stupid fucked outta me."
Naruto perked up and his wife gave him a thoughtful look. Then, she turned her attention to the aghast pinkette with an impish grin.
"Also, fun fact: I was actually training him so that he could nab you while I took Sasuke for myself… but it turns out that he was too good for me to let anyone else have him." The plumette giggled while Sakura looked aghast at them, blanching at her words. "I was walking funny for weeks after our first time, in fact."
"V-very true, actually," Naruto added awkwardly, his smile brittle like glass. "'Cept that part about me being…"
"Oh, don't sell yourself short honey~!" Ami giggled, reaching out to rub his groin, causing the embarrassment levels in the room to climb over 9,000! How nasty! How bold! Then, just as he was about to say something incriminating, she silenced her hubby with a kiss. "Let's get going, shall we~?"
Her tone was irresistible… and just like that, his dick took the helm, rapidly hardening beneath her palm… much too obvious to escape notice…
It caused severe deer-headed looks to be thrown their way.
Naruto swallowed audibly.
"Yes, dear."
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
Aaand of course Naruto and Ami's collective mood improved significantly a few minutes later as the husband and wife started going at it once more in an empty classroom.
Ami sat on the desk, thighs spread and panties shed to give Naruto full access to her depths while she hugged him close.
Her husband, meanwhile, slammed into her without regard for the lewd noises they were making, his balls smacking her thighs, making out with his wife while he plundered that familiar, velvety chasm like a man possessed, completely unaware of another plumette's eyes firmly glued to his half-bare, swaying ass.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuck~!" Ami moaned, eyes fluttering as her man fucked her in just the right way…. "Right there… keep it up, keep it up! I'm about to…"
Naruto's pace was even and unrelenting, utterly merciless in his efforts to send his wife flying over the edge, continuously aiming for that same sweet spot, rubbing it with the top of his dick...
"IYAAA~!"
And he succeeded in short order, reveling in the feel of his wife's inner walls clamping down upon him. The blond silenced her pleasured wails with a heated liplock and kept at it, pounding her without issue, now seeking his own release.
His girl―his woman―writhed and shook against the table, her legs spasming as the pleasure wracked her entire body, her body finally coaxing the goop it so longed for out of his loins and into hers. Her eyes rolled back and she clung onto him for dear life, squealing yet again, both figuratively and otherwise, at the sensation of a familiar wet heat flooding her loins.
As the two broke apart, panting and flushed from their combined orgasm, someone 'caught' them.
"Are you pregnant or trying to become pregnant?!" Ichigo asked, strutting into the room, her arms crossed over her bosom and her nose wrinkling at the stench of sex that clung to the air. "I can't tell anymore."
Ami moaned as Naruto pulled his cum-caked prick out of her, and barely managed to give the girl a lewd grin. "Turns out that being pregnant makes you horny."
Ichigo shook her head, looking away from them. Her cheeks were still burning… she'd caught a glimpse after he'd fully pulled out and the image was seared into her memory…
How did she take so long to announce her presence and put a stop to this… degeneracy?! The bespectacled plumette wasn't sure she wanted to know…
The other girl, meanwhile, giggled lewdly, hopping off the desk and sauntering on up to her, cum dripping down her thighs. Naruto stared at her ass as she walked...
Ichigo shifted uncomfortably, but stayed rooted in her place as Ami leaned in, one finger going up to her chin.
"You can have a go if you want," she whispered, placing her lips against the girl's cheek, "My husband has plenty more left in him… and I'm not confident in my ability to keep him satisfied all by myself forever~!" Not even with the aid of her mother.
Despite the distance Naruto could hear her clear as day… and his little soldier stood at attention in an instant, pulling a yelp from the poor dear she was talking to.
Ichigo took a deep calming breath, forcing herself not to stare at the little beast. "J-just make sure you're in class on time," she muttered evasively, before hurriedly getting the fuck out of there.
Ami giggled at that, shaking her head in amusement. Then, she leered at her hubby. "I think you're rubbing off on me," she commented. "Fucking with people's heads is so fun." As opposed to beating the shit out of them.
Naruto chuckled awkwardly at that.
Though it had been a while since his last prank, he was still a troublemaker at heart.
His wife smiled warmly at him, sauntering on up, wrapping her arms around the blond, and giving him a loving kiss. "I meant what I said to those girls, by the way," she said. "You helped me realize that Sasuke was a lost cause… and I'm… grateful."
Naruto felt his cheeks burn and he started to shift and fidget, not quite knowing how to react to that. At the same time, though… he was legitimately flattered.
And for the rest of that school day, the preeteen couple found themselves rather… distracted by how far their relationship had developed. The two of them merely basked in each other's presence during the next class and longing for each other when they parted ways for their respective classes next period.
Needless to say, the two of them shared another heated romp soon after the school bell rang… right on the rooftop… in plain sight of a certain someone, no less.
Ahem…
And when they were done, reeking of passion as Naruto and Ami made their way home, the young couple stopped at Ichiraku's for another bite to eat.
Naruto perked up when he heard someone take a seat right next to him and was pleasantly surprised to see Rin had come by to pay him a visit. "Oh, hi, Rin-nee-chan!" He gave her a welcoming smile. "How've you been?"
"A little grumpy, I'll admit," she muttered, her pout returning, "but I'll be fine." She then gave him a look of motherly disapproval. "You two should be more careful about where you… relieve your tension, by the way."
Ami coughed on her ramen upon hearing that.
"Oh, my~!" Ayame giggled.
Naruto turned bright red and chuckled awkwardly. "We'll do our best," he replied.
"Speak for yourself," Ami added with a leer.
She liked her jollies public, thank you very much.
DMS Notes and Trivia:
1: Between lolicon and shotacon, I generally have a strong preference for the former, but this scene was such a treat to write, I must admit. The thought of Naruto standing by a bed and plowing a woman lying upon it, still the perfect height to do so, just clicks with me and I am very likely to write something very similar for any NaruKushi fics I have in the works, not gonna lie. XD
AdV: Mostly we wanted some Anko smuttyness and since she's already MILF-in-law here…
2: Princess Gale being a full-blown movie franchise will always be a headcanon of mine, lol. I like to imagine Naruto being something of a fanboy of the series and having more or less grown up on it.
AdV: Although personally I'd be totally willing to sacrifice it all to get a more medieval tone in the story. No computers, no tvs, no digital clocks, no electricity…
DMS: That also sounds kinda cool. I mean, they canonically have VHS during the Chuunin Exams, but a more medieval setting definitely sounds more in line with the feel of Naruto's world.
3: Yeah, I call bullshit on Jiraiya being Naruto's godfather. That was a downgrade to his character if anything, because it made him out to be a complete asshole in retrospect.
That being said, I like to imagine Kakashi and Jiraiya at least caring enough to check on him from time to time and sending him presents on his birthday.
AdV: So yeah in this story he isn't the godfather ― in fact, considering he is the only godparent to exist in Naruto, the concept doesn't exist here. He IS Minato's master, however, which is a whole 'nother can of worms…
4: Kajimura Ichigo is an OC partially inspired by Ichigo from Darling in the FRANXX, because the poor girl needs some love, lol. I know she's got Goro, but still… that just feels insufficient and I don't quite know why.
In any case, I'mma be giving it here until I figure out how to go about a Naruto x Darling crossover or a straight up Darling fanfic… possibly both. Though the manga had a better ending I feel like it was still lacking.
Also, I'd imagine that surnames with Kaji or Mori in them would be quite common in the Land of Fire, and thus Konoha, given its name and the fact that it's been established to be heavily wooded in at least some areas. Kinda weird that this isn't a thing in canon, to be honest.
AdV: You really think Kishi would've thought of something like that? The man's story had retcons in the first manga chapter…
DMS: Plot holes rather than retcons… at first, but yeah, massive ones that imply a lack of forethought, sadly. In the first 25 pages, no less. Nevermind Kage Bunshin no Jutsu being a retcon in and of itself. He was just using the regular clone technique at the time.
AdV: On that note! When he's performing the Bunshin, which seem pretty darn 'solid', nobody comments how that shouldn't be. But later on the Bunshin is just an illusion? What gives. Was Iruka just being a prick? (which he was, another retcon… the Hokage talked to him and that got him to consider Naruto in a different light, he didn't give a shit about him beforehand)
DMS: Just double-checked, because I remember that not quite being the case in the anime, and yeah, Sakura and Sasuke do voice their confusion at "eight distinct bodies" leaping out of the lake. But still, he was established to be using Art of the Doppelganger, no distinction at the time except for Naruto's being solid for some reason… which didn't even need to be fixed with a retcon in all honesty. "Because demon" is a perfectly sufficient explanation for such an anomaly.
…There's an idea to play with in other fanfics, methinks. =3
5: A little something for any other aspiring novelists out there: never underestimate how used to one's home a person is. I learned that lesson the hard way, being raised in Texas and Arizona and then moving to Tennessee. It is cold as balls here in comparison and the allergies are brutal.
Latitude, greenery, local pathogens, and even local foods are all factors to consider when a person, fictional or otherwise, moves from one place to another. Addressing these things to one capacity or another can be a nice, little bit of attention to detail that makes your world feel more real and characters more alive.
…Within reason, of course. XD Anything can be overdone if you're not careful.
6: I could totally see that. XD My headcanon is that his relationship with Tsunade was a major factor, that the two of them had a fling or two but it never panned out and Jiraiya later had similar results with equally-fiery women.
AdV: Meh― I find the most interesting portrayals of Jiraiya to be a bit of a dour playboy. Still goofy on the inside, but definitely more grizzled and getting a lot more pussy…
DMS: That too. Both have their appeal, but I agree.
Parting Notes: And that is that done. =3 Hope y'all like it!
Unfortunately, my wife's making plans to move, so Chapter 5 might be delayed, but I will do my damnedest to avoid another content drought. Until next time, eh?
