Chapter 2

Naruto and Sasuke are still wearing their wedding finery.

The Hokage holds out a hand to assist Hana as she steps regally from the kago. The touch of her hand in his sends excitement sizzling along the surface of his skin; how had he thought Hinata the perfect mate for him? This wild creature, statuesque and fierce, was the perfect mate, physically, for him. She'd breed strong Uzumaki heirs, would withstand his strength, while submitting to him. Though he didn't think she'd ever submit without a fight, despite his mark on her shoulder. Somehow that pleased him. She stood docilely by his side as Sasuke held out his hand for his bride.

***

Hinata sat in the kago, unable to place her hand in the pale one waiting for hers just yet. Sasuke hadn't said a word to her other than the ones required of him at the ceremony. They'd exchanged the traditional gifts, with every custom properly observed. But he'd refrained from touching her or looking at her. Naruto had smiled at her warmly, but Sasuke had behaved as if he were a robot.

When she continued to sit there, frozen, he looked up at her face at last. Hinata felt cold fear douse her as he frowned, putting his hand down. Covering her face with her long sleeves, she burst into tears.

Sasuke turned to look at Naruto, as if for help.

"I'll leave you to sort her out," Naruto said cooperatively. "You know where to meet us."

Sasuke held in his retort. Naruto knew perfectly well that he had no idea what to do with the woman. Naruto had led him to believe he'd give Sasuke all the help he needed, that all Sasuke essentially had to do was make sure he had sex with Hinata often enough until she got pregnant. Then he could leave her alone to be with Naruto. That whole speech about Hana possibly bearing his children was ludicrous; it was good of Naruto to share as a demonstration of his loyalty but Sasuke already trusted him.

But now he was leaving Sasuke with the weeping woman and what was he supposed to do?

The kago bearers had left so he couldn't ask them to take her back to her home. Besides, this was her home now. Gritting his teeth, Sasuke climbed into the kago, the gauze and other feminine decorations instantly annoying him.

She stopped crying. When he climbed into the vehicle, she gasped, hiccupped, and peered at him over the tips of her fingers fearfully. She sniffled in the dark.

Finally he spoke. "What? What's wrong?"

Hinata really tried to bring herself under control. Sasuke-kun did seem to be making an effort. He wasn't looking at her, but he at least showed some feeling. He was her husband. Such a frightening thought! Married to the last Uchiha! She would do her best to be an obedient wife. "I'm… just nervous."

Sasuke did glance at the huddled woman now. "Hn." Then, since it was the truth and they were there, in the dark kago, he decided to add, "So am I."

Hinata lowered her hands, looking at him with something akin to gratitude. "You are?"

"Yes. I don't like being around people. And… you may as well know, I don't have a clue about… women." He eyed the way her face seemed to brighten, as if this news made her happy.

"Oh, but Sasuke-kun… That's all right. I don't know anything either…" she bit her lip, so relieved that he was telling her his fears that she blurted, "Is it really all right that Naruto-kun touches me too?"

Sasuke knew the reason Naruto had 'given' him Hinata was because they were both virgins. The blonde felt they should get to deflower each other, those were his words. That and he'd said Hana was really better suited to his personality.

"Yes," he said after a moment. "At least… I don't care. Do you?"

"I used to think I wanted him. Oh, I'm sorry!" Perhaps she shouldn't have said that?

He didn't seem to mind her slip. "And?"

"And… now I just don't know anything anymore. This is all so scary."

Sasuke turned this over in his mind. "You're my wife, and will be the mother of my children. It's not fitting for you to be afraid; I won't let anything happen to the mother of my heirs." And that, he decided, was all the comfort she was going to get. He wanted out of that kago, to be away from all this sentimental garbage. He threw open the door and exited into the muggy summer air, almost gasping in his relief.

Hinata felt better. He had comforted her. And oddly, she appreciated his honesty about not caring. At least he hadn't lied to her about what this marriage would be. She waited for him to extend his hand to her.

Sasuke stood impatiently, wondering what could be taking her so long now. Then he stuck out his hand. She took it timidly and he pulled her out of the kago and turned to lead her into the sprawling manor.

Hinata caught a glimpse of wide manicured lawns, a wall surrounding all, and tall, obscuring trees, growing against the wall. No one could see anything of the Hokage manor from the outside except the walls and trees. And then they were indoors, their formal getas clacking against the marble floor. Sasuke didn't turn around as he tugged her behind him. Hinata had to jog to keep up, holding her wedding kimono up with a hand.


Naruto was waiting for them in a room on the ground floor. It was a strange room in that it was open to the night air on three sides, via large arched doorways. There were no doors on these doorways. The floor was carpeted in a plush wall-to-wall rug the color of black cherries. The carpet led right to the edge of grass on the lawns beyond the archways. Some hundred yards away were a gazebo and a man-made pond only a few feet across. A tiny bridge spanned this pond.

Along the one complete wall and at the narrow strip of wall between each archway, stood tall lamps that cast a warm glow over everything. The walls and archways were a rosy marble, veined in red. Hinata stood where Sasuke left her, as he went over to where Naruto and Hana sat sipping something from fluted glasses.

Hana beckoned to Hinata and the younger woman came hesitantly. There were large, dark cushions, covered in silk. Hinata sat primly on one.

***

Conversation is awkward. Sasuke and Hinata are uncomfortable, Hana complacent and Naruto carrying the majority of it. He stops after awhile. Then he stands and begins disrobing. The only way they'd all be comfortable with each other was if they just got on with it, he decided.

Sasuke stands and mimics Naruto. Hana stands and let's Naruto undress her. Hinata sat miserably, watching as their nakedness reflected the lamp light.

Naruto came to her, drew her to her feet, and slowly undressed her, Sasuke and Hana watching silently. When she was nude, Hinata hung her head in embarrassment. Naruto held her, rubbing her back and murmuring encouragingly to ease her nerves. Her head barely came to his chest, Sasuke saw. He cut his eyes to Hana, noting that the woman was his height and more muscular than Hinata. The Hyuuga was more… curvy.

Naruto turned to Sasuke with a smile. "All right. Virgins first."

"I'm not a virgin," Sasuke said pithily.

"You are when it comes to women," the blonde chuckled. He led a suddenly trembling Hinata to a corner she hadn't noticed. It was filled with a futon that had to have been custom made; it was big enough to accommodate ten people.

Sasuke followed, not liking the way he was exposed. He told himself that he would do what he had to do to get through this night. Naruto had promised that once they'd properly seeded their women, he and Sasuke would be together. He squared his shoulders, determined to do what needed doing as correctly as possible. He ran over the basic explanation of sex that Naruto had given him only a few hours ago.

Hinata let Naruto guide her to a sitting position. Sasuke knelt before her, running his eyes up and down her body neutrally.

Naruto stroked Hinata's shoulder. "Go on, Sasuke. Kiss your bride."

"Is that really necessary?" the Uchiha complained.

"It is if you want to please her," Naruto said as he inhaled Hinata's hair. "And a satisfied woman is a relaxed woman. A relaxed woman is more likely to conceive. Sakura said so." Sakura had said no such thing, but he knew Sasuke would take the word of a professional medic-nin when it came to such a thing as siring children.

"Oh," was all Sasuke said. After a moment, he leaned forward and pecked Hinata's lips with his own. He hesitated as he pulled back an inch, caught Naruto making urgent continuing motions from the corner of his eye, and kissed her again. His lips stayed on hers longer this time and Hinata, seeking comfort for her strained nerves, leaned into the kiss, a hand going shyly to his bare arm.

"Yosh," Naruto murmured. He maneuvered so that he gently pushed the kissing couple down on the futon. Sasuke seemed to try and pull away, but Hinata's arms went around his neck in a panicky gesture. He settled onto her and let himself be kissed.

Hana looked on from where she knelt, interested it seemed. Naruto smiled at her then turned his attention to Sasuke. He stretched out beside the two dark-haired people, stroking Sasuke's back, Hinata's arm, first one dark head, then another. He kissed Sasuke's shoulder, nibbled it, his own blood heating in response to the soft moan that escaped Hinata. He could see that her limbs were more relaxed, so Sasuke must be doing all right with the kissing.

Sasuke pulled his head up at last. He took a deep breath, supporting himself on his hands. "Good," Naruto praised. "Look at her, Sasuke, she's all hot for you." The blonde laughed softly.

Hinata's face was red, her breathing heavy. Sasuke had been hesitant and undemanding in the way that he kissed her, which had done wonders for her own nerves. He really was inexperienced. She felt some of her embarrassment at being nude in front of so many leave her. She rested a hand on his chest. Feeling his sleeping manhood lie softly against her own bashful privates.

"Touch her," Naruto suggested with a small grin. "Or don't you plan on pleasing her?"

"What do I do?" Sasuke asked. His eyes were intent on Hinata's body, as if faced with a difficult lesson he needed to learn. Which wasn't far from the truth.

Naruto leaned down to brush his lips over Hinata's breast, nipping the peak before he straightened up. Hinata gasped. "Explore, see what makes her respond like that," the blonde instructed. "Find the places on her that make her squirm, make her wet."

Right. Wet, Sasuke thought. In preparation for receiving him. He remembered that from Naruto's explanation earlier. He tried not to think about how nervous he was at the thought of placing himself within her body. Really, Naruto guiding him like this was a comfort. He set to work.

Hana came up on Naruto's other side and leaned against him. He curved an arm around her, one hand fondling her breast as they both watched Sasuke. A warm breeze blew in through the archways and settled around the huddle of people.

Sasuke moved to lay on Hinata's right, as Naruto and Hana were on her left. He touched her face lightly, running his fingertips from her brow down her nose, snagging her lower lip briefly. He brushed past her chin and traced her jaw. She gave a deep intake of breath and he noted the place, just behind her ear, that had elicited it. He felt a smidgen of triumph. Yosh. He could do this.

Over her neck, her shoulders (another gasp), across her clavicle (a light shudder), and down her chest. He came to one breast and rested his palm against it. Her ribcage expanded, arched into his hand and her nipple hardened. Her mouth was open and her head turned toward him. He glanced at her lidded eyes, then at Naruto.

"Yes, go on," the blonde urged with leashed excitement. "See how her nipple hardens the way ours do. A sign of her stimulation. Give her more, Sasuke. Touch her as I touch you, with mouth and tongue, as well as hands."

Sasuke nodded, lowering his mouth to her breast. He licked cautiously, watching her face. She uttered a cry and he felt pleased that he was doing a good job so far. He grew bolder, masking the faint dislike touching a woman called up in him to close his mouth gently over the wrinkled peak of her breast.

He felt, through the palm he had on her stomach, the way her body shivered. She moaned and her hand came to rest on the back of his neck warmly, kneading the muscles she found there. Experimentally, he sucked harder and saw her bend one knee. She sighed. "Sasuke-kun…"

Naruto leaned in and sampled her other breast, causing Hinata to arch harder than before, her nails digging into Sasuke's neck. Naruto stopped. Sasuke released her breast and studied the flush on his wife's face. She was breathing hard, pressing her legs closed and rubbing her thighs together. Naruto smiled widely, nodding at Sasuke to continue. The Uchiha saw that the blond had his hand between Hana's thighs, rubbing lazily. Hana rode his hand slowly, with her lip between her teeth.

Sasuke looked at where Hinata's legs were closed, but did not seek to touch her there yet. He continued exploring her pale body, sitting up to use both hands now. She stretched under his palms, humming softly. Her skin was heating up. He ran his hands down her legs, remembering how much he'd liked this when Naruto had done it to him. He bent and kissed one of her flawless knees and that made her gasp sharply. He did it again, appreciative of the perfection of her body, all the pale hills and valleys of it, as he bit her knee softly. She would make a fine mother for his children. His dislike of touching her left him.

Her legs fell open with the stimulation to her knees. His knees were sensitive as well, and he found the coincidence interesting. His dark eyes came to rest at the juncture of her thighs. Naruto's brown hand curved around one of her thighs and pulled it wider, giving Sasuke a better view. Hana went and sat by Hinata's head.

It was plump. Closed, but moist-looking. He stared for a long time, taking in his first sight of female genitalia. He found it morbidly fascinating. A glance showed her head pillowed in Hana's lap, her lilac eyes watching him as her teeth worried her lip. Her cheeks were becoming pink with embarrassment, but she didn't close her legs. Naruto rubbed the thigh in his hand, waiting for Sasuke to make a move.

Sasuke-kun looking at her most intimate place like this was powerfully erotic. More so than when Naruto-kun had touched her. Hinata felt her body twist through another coil of desire as her lower lips swelled. She felt moisture gathering there, felt her breasts tighten and ache as he watched. She half reached a hand toward him. Her husband. "Sasuke-kun…"

***

The way she swelled and oozed had his penis stirring. That was a surprise. He hadn't expected to feel anything this night unless Naruto touched him.

Naruto gave him a hand. Literally. "Look," the blond said, reaching towards Hinata's mound. Using the broad tips of his index and middle fingers he parted Hinata's sex and showed Sasuke the pink interior, crowned with a juicy nub of flesh. "The key to her pleasure," Naruto said throatily. "Taste it, Sasuke. She'll like it, I promise. You might like it as well," he added with a glance at Sasuke's lengthening organ.

Sasuke licked his lips nervously. "Put my mouth there?"

Hinata whimpered and Naruto nodded slowly, a lazy grin on his face. He continued to hold Hinata open while Hana stroked the Hyuuga's damp forehead. Sasuke swallowed.

He was careful to only use the tip of his tongue in a light upward flick. Her reaction was immediate; she jerked, her thigh bumping his face. He held both thighs spread as he continued to flick the tip of this small appendage with ever-increasing rapidity and pressure, watching how her face contorted around a silent scream.

Suddenly the flesh under his tongue hardened, stiffened, and her smell ripened. Hinata surged upward, crying out several times. He started to pull back, but Naruto held her hips down with the hand on her mons and roughly urged him to continue, to not stop no matter what Hinata did.

Sasuke continued, using more of his tongue now. "Suck her," the blond commanded. He stretched out on Hinata's left, and gestured for Hana to lie to her right. Naruto took Hinata's jaw in his hand and kissed her moaning mouth to silence. Hana hesitated, before kissing Hinata's breasts.

The taste wasn't anything like what Sasuke had thought it would be, certainly nothing like Naruto. Sort of sweet and sour at the same time. He couldn't describe it as anything but exciting, which amazed him. His penis rose completely as he gently sucked the nub of flesh and the area around it, not sure how hard to go.

Hinata's inhibitions seeped away beneath the relentless carnality of what was happening to her. Naruto kissing her, his hand dragging up from her mons to cup the breast not in Hana's mouth. Sasuke's mouth and tongue were hot, tantalizing, driving her to push her hips upward. Another orgasm crested and broke with such unexpectedness that she tore from Naruto's mouth to utter a lusty cry of Sasuke's name, twisting from Hana and the Hokage, her legs stuttering against the floor beneath Sasuke's restraining hands.

Naruto backed away, pulling Hana with him, and rested to one side. Sasuke knelt between Hinata's thighs, looking down at her with an unreadable expression. He wiped the lower half of his face with the back of one hand. "Now?" he asked Hinata.

She covered her face with a hand… but she nodded.

Sasuke glanced at Naruto, but there would be no more help for the moment. He saw the blonde push Hana down and position his head between her own thighs, even as his blue eyes continued to watch Sasuke.

The sooner it was done, the sooner the pressure would be off, Sasuke decided. His organ wasn't quite as hard as it should be and he stroked himself, readying it for the task ahead. Hinata still had her face covered, still shook slightly from her earlier pleasure.

***

It was strange to fit his body against hers. The only body he was used to touching like this was Naruto's. He was still as his arms came around her shoulders. The feel of her breasts on his chest left his body tingling. The heat and softness between her legs, pressed to the underside of his penis, was intriguing. He was visited by a strong urge to plunge into that heat, a primitive urge, one that rose up in him instinctively. Looking down between their bodies, he raised his hips enough to position himself in what he hoped was the correct manner. He saw Naruto watching him over the curve of Hana's thigh.

Hinata was drenched down there. He slid forward easily, his smooth length entering her without impediment until he came up short against the barrier of her virginity. She gasped, this time in pain.

Sasuke had been told about this part. Bracing his weight on his forearms, he looked down into the wide eyes of his bride and muttered an apology for having to hurt her. He drew his hips back and rammed them forward again, shattering her hymen with one stroke. This time he gasped as well, feeling her tight sheath stretch to accommodate him.

Hinata squeezed her eyes shut against the burning sensation, against the tears that sprung up because of it. Then Sasuke lowered his body slightly and held her around the shoulders again and she held him too, seeking consolation. He seemed surprised by her embrace, but he didn't pull away. He remained still until the pain subsided. She raised one knee along his flank, testing to see if all the pain was gone, and the action had him closing his eyes. He shifted, bringing some friction and a stab of pleasure to them both. Her other knee lifted, cradling his lean hips and then he was easing out of her to glide back in… and then she was holding on as his arms tightened around her, his face lowered to her neck, and he was pumping in long, smooth strokes.

"Yesssss," Naruto hissed as he picked his head up from Hana's crotch to see better. "Ride her, Sasuke. Ride her hard."

Hinata heard this, felt the increase in pace, but she could scarcely think. The way Sasuke-kun slid in and out of her, feeding the growing pleasure that was winding through her body, had her reduced to nothing more than pure sensation, raw nerve endings.

There was a big difference, Sasuke decided, between sex with Naruto and sex with Hinata. Being with Naruto still intimidated him, the way the blonde was able to rip things from his soul that Sasuke never had any intention of giving up. But Hinata… There was nothing at all threatening about her, either in her body or her personality. She actually seemed afraid of him. That was… soothing. It settled his nerves over the act. Then there was her body. Overpowering Naruto was damn near impossible, if not outright so. Even now that he'd regained his strength and chakra, he didn't think it would be wise to fight Naruto. But Hinata, though a kunoichi of some skill, was all soft, trembling weakness in his arms. He felt… well, almost comfortable. His earlier annoyance and dread were gone, replaced by a willingness to continue with this night because he wanted to. That left him feeling less like this was a chore.

And suddenly horny as hell.

He held her tighter, liking the way her softness was all around him in arms, legs and womanly cavern. Naruto's body was as hard as a rock, frankly, and being with the guy hurt. It was good… beyond good, but the pillowy breasts he was lying on and the lush thighs grabbing at him were a welcome change. Had he really thought he was asexual? Well that ship had sailed. He was rough as his body suddenly operated without the dictates of his mind. He pumped his whimpering bride fiercely, almost too immersed in the feel of sex with her to realize she was kissing him.

Her lips were soft and she only used her lips. It was he that introduced his tongue, from force of habit with Naruto. She accepted it respectfully, without demanding more and he approved. Everything about her met with his approval.

His release startled him, springing up out of nowhere, making him slam a final time into her as she, too, seemed to climax. The way her sheath pulsed and massaged around his penis had him breaking the kiss to rest his head in her neck. My God…

He rolled weakly to his side, off of Hinata. He couldn't even see.



Naruto stood up and walked over to them. Hinata's head was turned aside, watching as Sasuke recovered himself. Hana protested him leaving her, just as she was about to come, but he silenced her with a hard glance. He dropped to all fours, crawling over Hinata and making her cringe in fright.

"Sasuke," the blonde said abruptly.

"Give me a minute, God." Sasuke sucked his teeth in annoyance.

Naruto chuckled. "I don't want you to do anything… yet. I just want to have her. Now, while she's all buttery from your seed."

Sasuke turned his head, found Naruto crouching over Hinata. The blue eyes were alight with excitement. He rolled to an elbow and nodded. He reached for Hinata's hand and gave it a squeeze, seeing her trepidation. He felt kind of protective of her now, but there was no denying Naruto.

Hinata tried to take comfort from that squeeze of her hand, but Naruto didn't give her a chance to catch her breath, ramming into her even as she was still shaking from her last orgasm.

She screamed.

Naruto-kun was much, much bigger than her husband and the penetration hurt her, almost tore her tender flesh. Sasuke crowded close to her side, stroking her cheek with a frown at where Naruto was slamming himself repeatedly into Hinata's protesting body.

"Slow down," Sasuke hissed. "You're killing her."

"She can take it," Naruto rasped. Damn, how tight she was! But he did slow down a tad, putting extra energy, instead, behind the force of each thrust.

"Aaahhh… Naruto-kun, stop, please! You're hurting me," she gasped.

"Relax," he ordered her. "Stop tensing against me and it will go easier." Sasuke's seed lubricated things deliciously, allowing him to slip in and out of her, but god she was tight. The way she writhed was so erotic. And seeing Sasuke hold her, murmur to her, display such uncharacteristic tenderness, was also a turn on. He was helpless not to speed up again, jarring her body with his hips, making her pant and whine, then moan, then yell out as another climax bowed her body off the futon. Her inner muscles clamped around him and he pulled out to shoot over her and Sasuke both, making the Uchiha flinch.

***

Hana had waited long enough. She'd been more than patient, more than considerate of the other woman's fears that necessitated both men, but the smell of two healthy males, one of them hers, and the submissive female were too much. She was in heat, after all.

Sasuke dragged Hinata to him in alarm as the long body of Hana launched from where she'd been sitting and crashed into Naruto, carrying the blonde some twenty feet, off the futon entirely.

Naruto snarled, swung at her and Hinata was shocked to see the way Hana blocked with a forearm and threw a punch of her own, at Naruto's unprotected stomach. He doubled over slightly, allowing her to crash one smooth knee into his nose, blood spraying and catching the amber glow of the lamps. Where had this violence come from all of a sudden? She moved closer to Sasuke, who absently put an arm around her.

Sasuke was watching in rapt fascination. He'd never seen a woman behave like Hana was doing. And he'd thought Sakura and Karin had been bad! His hand went to his mouth at the way Naruto took Hana and threw her back to the futon, leaping after her to prevent her escaping.


Naruto quite liked Hinata's timidity and compliance, but this was what really had his juices flowing. This wild woman he'd married, the way she dared draw his blood. Even wearing his mark high up on her shoulder, knowing she was to submit to him, the bitch fought. It was damned exhilarating.

They rolled, turning over and over as their claws scrabbled for dominance on skin. Naruto's scratches healed soon after Hana made them. She growled low, a throaty sound, when Naruto flipped her to her stomach and spread her ass. His long tongue unfurled to claim the fragrant crevice between her firm cheeks and Hana's growl ended on a whine, her rear end pushing into his face.

Naruto slapped her impertinent ass, changing the blow to a caress as he dug two fingers into her anus. She uttered a harsh word of appreciation for his rough treatment, reaching behind herself with a hand to pull her cheeks further apart. "Yes," she grunted. "Suck my hole. Bite it."

He liked that she wasn't a virgin. He loved how she accepted whatever he did to her and kicked it up a notch. Settling his fangs over the rosy pucker of her rectum, he bit, sucking too gently to please her; he wanted her snarling and violent for the moment, not complacent.

Hinata looked on as Hana dared to lash out with her foot. The woman was crazy to invite a blow from Naruto-kun's strong fist… and there, see? He'd punched her. Then he was entering her from behind, making the woman shriek as she pressed her face into the futon.

"Not there! Pull it out," Hana panted.

Naruto thrust harder. "I will have you any way I choose, woman."

Sasuke winced, remembering how anal sex had felt the first time. Hinata turned her face into his shoulder. Naruto continued to use Hana brutally, and the Uchiha could only conclude that he was right to do so since it was the only thing that tamed the woman to a semblance of quiescence. He thought Naruto would take a break, allowing them all a chance to perhaps sleep when he shouted through his orgasm, but the blonde only pulled out and shoved right back in, this time stabbing into her pussy. Hana jerked, purring deeply at the penetration, arching against Naruto's muscled chest. "Harder," she begged. "Hurt me, husband."

***

Sasuke swallowed. Then he turned to Hinata, helping her lay back down. She caressed his chest, the barbaric sounds behind her making her tremble. She placed a kiss of gratitude near his neck, silently thanking him for not being so rough with her and for trying to curtail Naruto-kun's behavior when he'd come to her. She kissed that place on him again. Sasuke tipped her chin up and quietly asked if she wanted to receive him again. He was mindful of Naruto's proclamation that the more seed the women had, the higher the chance of pregnancy. She said that she would.

He visited the places on her body that pleased her with more skill this time, bringing her to gasping release within minutes. He entered her, finding himself hard and ready and she welcomed him, hugging him to her tightly as he rolled his hips in a sleek rhythm. She pulled his head down for a kiss and he allowed it, one hand finding its way into her silken hair. It was cool, contrasting with the heat of her body.

"Ohhhhhhh… Sasuke-kun!"

Her voice was higher, lighter on the ears than Hana's deeper tones. Her breath hitched out of her with her release.


There was an hour, the only break Sasuke could remember during that endless night, where they all lay boneless on the futon. At the end of that hour, Naruto seemed sated enough to behave less aggressively. He got up and brought forth a tiny lacquered table, scarcely six inches high. There was an assortment of crystal vials and bottles, with various oils in them. Sasuke had seen this display before.

Naruto started with him, dragging Sasuke by a leg until he was stretched out in front of him. He poured oil expertly into his hands, without spilling a drop, and proceeded to thoroughly massage the Uchiha until he was humming in bliss. He gave a final stroke to Sasuke's soft organ, before reaching over him to drag Hana to lie next to him. Hana boldly cuddled at Sasuke's side, purring as Naruto's hands worked oil into her long limbs. She slid easily against Sasuke as the blond took up massaging them both. After a time Naruto got up and retrieved Hinata, who was sleeping, and dropped her on top of Sasuke and Hana. He upended the bottle of oil over all three naked bodies and plunged his hands elbow deep into the undulating abundance of flesh.

The tan hands roamed over breasts, between thighs, over arms and legs and necks, over black hair and brown, male and female backs, hard feet and soft, dimpled asses and hard abs, soft stomachs and lean hips. Then Sasuke's hands were traveling over the women as well and both brides murmured in appreciation of the treatment.

***

Hana found herself leaning over Sasuke, easing backward onto his length as Naruto pressed down on her shoulders from above. She rode languidly, making Sasuke arch as her inner muscles worked him in addition to her rising and falling motions. His hands grasped her waist. He rolled, pinning her, her hands digging into his ass… which was in the process of being penetrated by Naruto.

Sasuke was thankful for the oil lingering on his entrance, but it hardly made up for not being prepped first. "Damn… Naruto…"

Hana was able to withstand the weight of two men on her, but Sasuke just about died from over stimulation. He moved in her slowly, shuddering at the feel of her heat and Naruto, where the blonde was sunk so deeply into him.

Hinata came over, wiping the sweat from Sasuke's face as he labored. Naruto dragged her to him and sat her on Sasuke's back. Hana yelped, but she was solid enough to take even this added weight. Naruto dropped his head to Hinata's breasts.

Hinata, for her part, didn't know what had come over her, but now that she was successfully broken in to the act, she found the sight of Hana and her husband more arousing than she'd thought she would. Naruto-kun's mouth, his rough tongue on her nipples, and the way Sasuke's back muscles flexed beneath her thighs made her grind her pussy onto him. "Oh God," Sasuke groaned.

"That's it, girl," Naruto encouraged. He was glad she was getting over her shyness a bit.

Hinata looked down at where Naruto-kun was thrusting into her husband's rear passage. It had seemed wrong when it had been Hana, but she was used to the idea of men loving in this way. She'd just never seen it. It looked painful. Naruto-kun's dark member stretched the puckered opening tightly, sliding back and forth slowly. It was… sort of exciting. Her hand lowered until she was grasping the thick brown shaft at its base. Naruto rumbled, nudging her hand into squeezing. She liked the way she 'helped' him enter Sasuke-kun.

"Uhhh, I'm coming!" Hana screamed. "Sasuke, harder!"

Sasuke had to work to leverage himself up with Hinata's weight on him, but he managed, and also managed to thrust harder on top of it. Hinata's soft ass on his back felt good as she struggled to keep her balance. Hana quivered beneath him, her head back, panting through her long, hard orgasm.

***

Without warning, Naruto stood, snatched Hinata, and sat her on his chest, her crotch pressed to his mouth. The immediate suction had her screeching, her clitoris too sensitive from before. He didn't stop, not even when she beat his head and shoulders for mercy. He only stopped when she was coming down his throat, and then, shockingly, she felt his thick finger sliding into her oiled anus, pressing hard. "No," she gasped.

But he did. He dropped her on top of Sasuke, who was on his back again, and fell on her. He spent a minute or two probing her rectum with his callused fingers and she was grateful for the gentleness he was showing, but she still hurt from having him in her pussy. She didn't think she'd survive anal sex as well.

"Hold her still, Sasuke," Naruto said by way of a warning.

Sasuke wrapped his arms around her, anchoring her in place, but Naruto did not penetrate her rear. Instead, he bent and located Sasuke's penis, still hard and guided it to her anus, pulling her hips down to seat the Uchiha firmly.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, GOD!" Hinata could not stop her scream or the way she arched against Sasuke's restraining arms.

"Shhh," Sasuke whispered. His teeth were clenched. He'd never topped Naruto, had no idea this was how it felt… God, give him strength, but it felt so incredibly good… he didn't know if he could take it. He held Hinata still, her squirming pushing him past his control. "Shhh, please… don't move."

Naruto nodded in satisfaction before climbing onto the weeping woman. She was still as tight as ever, but entering her pussy wasn't as difficult as the first time. He pumped shallowly until he was all the way in, feeling Sasuke's length through the thin skin separating her entrances.

Hinata squealed, clawing at Naruto. When he only began thrusting, nearly ripping her with the dual penetration, her Byakugan came surging around her eyes. That gave the blonde pause. He stopped thrusting to stare down at her, challenging her to do something. She didn't disappoint.

"Hakke Kushou!"

Naruto caught the hand and deflected the jutsu. He slammed her hand down against the futon, and lowered his face to hers. "I like the new attitude, but don't fight me." He pushed his hips against hers, pressing so deeply that even Sasuke felt it. He and Hinata both moaned, close to fainting. "Let me show you how good this can feel," Naruto said against her lips.

"You're tearing me apart," she whimpered. "Please…"

Naruto slowed his thrusts until he was barely moving, giving her time to adjust. His hands settled around her waist, sliding her back and forth along Sasuke's shaft, making him mutter something against the back of her shoulder. Sasuke hissed in dizzy delight.

Hinata sobbed in agonized pleasure as Naruto sucked on a thumb and set it against her clitoris, rubbing in circles. He felt her pussy become wetter almost immediately. He was able to thrust with less discomfort to her. He continued to move her back and forth on Sasuke, while thrusting vigorously in her, pounding her until Sasuke felt the thrusts as if they were given directly to his own body.

The orgasm that followed swept through all three of them, wringing a curse from Sasuke, a shriek from Hinata and a growl from Naruto. Both men helped Hinata when it was over, setting her tenderly on the futon and rubbing her sore limbs. Sasuke cupped her vulva gently, asking if she was all right. She nodded pitifully. He kissed her cheek, feeling a little sore himself.

***

Hana was standing, apparently waiting for Naruto to finish. She pointed imperiously to where Hinata lay recovering. "I want that, too."

Naruto stood and stalked her slowly, his semi-erect appendage swinging wetly. "What. You want us both inside you?"

She nodded.

"Horny little woman, aren't you," the Hokage smiled. "Run."

"What?" Her eyes narrowed.

"Run," Naruto repeated. "I'm in the mood for a chase." He glanced behind him at Sasuke. "And you'll be helping me catch her," he said to him. He heard Sasuke mutter something about behaving like animals. Naruto let the comment pass.

Hana looked at the archways. The men were between her and escape. She felt a sudden urge for the chase jump in her midsection, tightening her muscles to spring. Ah, how well she'd chosen when she'd decided to hunt the Hokage! She'd never been so well-sexed or understood in her life.

She dropped low, her eyes shifting between both men as they spread out, covering her right and left sides. She deliberately let her eyes rest on the archways behind them… before throwing herself to the door behind her and disappearing through it. She heard Naruto bellow.

***

Sasuke tsked. All he wanted was to lie down. He had a pounding headache from having come so many times, from the pleasure that, even now, didn't die down completely in his body. He turned and sauntered through the archways, the grass cool beneath his bare feet. He walked slowly, breathing the night air, as he reached the gazebo and sat down. The wood was rough against his bare ass, but it was also good. He sat back and listened to a distant crash and shriek in the manor. Naruto must have caught up to her.

He could see Hinata curled on her side from where he sat. He liked her, he decided. She fit his introversion perfectly. Naruto had chosen well for him-

-a roaring curse, followed by the sound of something being thrown-

-and apparently he'd chosen well for himself. Sasuke couldn't imagine Hinata being enough for the blonde or the blonde being enough for Hana. Naruto would need more than one body to slake his desires on and that Hana would have even Naruto on his knees before too long if he was all she had to satisfy her.

He heard running feet, the tread too light to be the man who'd freed him from his prison of vengeance. Naruto loved him. Loved him enough to kill for him. The women were a means to an end, though they would treat them well and honor them.

***

Hana was in a state of wild exuberance, her mate chasing her diligently while she ran on all fours. She could smell him, smell his frustration. It excited her, knowing the culmination of the chase would likely end in-

Sasuke.

He appeared before her, forcing her to swerve to avoid him.

He was quick. He blocked her at the next turn and she snapped, angered that he would thwart her and give Naruto a chance to catch up to her. She swung at him, claws going for his throat. To her mind, he wasn't the alpha male, and so would be easily beaten.

***

Sasuke snatched his head back in time and punched her hard, following with a kick that sent her crashing into Naruto. They both sailed into a tree, where Naruto's broad back landed with an audible crack of protesting wood.

Naruto looked up from where Hana was screaming and snarling in his arms. Sasuke strolled towards them and even in the dim moonlight, he could see the Sharingan. A shiver worked through him. He grinned.

Hana didn't see. She struggled in Naruto's grasp, wanting to launch herself at Sasuke. Bloodlust and heat did not mix well in Inuzuka women; it tended to make rational thought impossible.

Naruto released her and Sasuke caught the clawed hands. "Naruto may like being hit, but I don't," the Uchiha said between his teeth. Then he gave her a sharp head butt.

She didn't go down. The woman was too strong for her own good. She staggered, but brought her fist towards his face and Sasuke was forced to land one blow after another before he finally grabbed her and threw her against Naruto.

"Wow, Sasuke… I didn't know you had it in you," Naruto said in awe. He looked down at where Hana was half conscious, her head lolling on his shoulder and her lip split.

Sasuke grunted. He found violence to be an odd stimulant. "Hold her legs up."

Naruto complied, finding this forceful Sasuke to be incredibly sexy. He held Hana's knees up high and Sasuke speared her viciously, grabbing a fistful of her hair when she protested. Hana's scream of outrage was muffled as Sasuke bit her mouth… and then she melted.

"Don't mark her," Naruto warned. He lifted Hana a little higher and managed to get a hand between them, searching for and finding her ass. She was sweaty, which was good. The oil had long since dried.

She panted, mewled, grunted and whimpered as he worked first one, then two, and finally three fingers in and out of her. Sasuke pumped her hard enough to have Naruto feeling it against his fingers where they twisted in her ass. When he replaced them with the head of his cock, she squealed loudly. Naruto covered her mouth with a palm, sucking on her ear.

Sasuke bit his lip. Naruto's entry had him choking back his orgasm; he could feel the wide head scraping along the underside of his organ through the thin wall separating them. Somehow it hadn't felt quite this intense when it had been Hinata. Maybe because they hadn't been standing. Whatever the reason, he panted just as hard as Hana, slowing his thrusts, even as Naruto sped up.

***

She was dying of the pleasure, Hana decided. Her body couldn't contain it and she was dying, screaming behind Naruto's rough palm, tears of joy running down the sides of her head, into her hair. Sasuke pumped slowly, while Naruto moved quickly, and the different speeds, the way they worked and touched every nerve in her had her coming profusely. She erupted on both their organs as wave after delicious wave of release had her sagging weakly between their chests. Just before she passed out, she felt the simultaneous explosions of both men, hot and pulsing, deep inside her.

***

Sasuke staggered away, nearly cross-eyed. Naruto set Hana beneath the tree they'd been using for support. He straightened, stretched… he'd never felt so relaxed. He yawned.

Sasuke tried to sit in the gazebo and missed the bench, collapsing on the floor in a numb heap.

A few moments later he felt warm, familiar hands settling on his body. He was lifted, slung over a broad shoulder. He saw that Hana was slung over Naruto's other shoulder and then he closed his eyes, sleep washing over him.


Hinata stretched, waking as the first rays of the sun were making the sky blench. She turned over and found Hana lying next to her, looking as if she'd been in a war. She managed to crawl to her, biting her lip at the soreness between her legs and in her bottom. She wrapped an arm around Hana, but the woman was watching something across the room.

Naruto-kun. And Sasuke-kun.

They were on the rug, in a patch of sunlight. Naruto was kissing Sasuke passionately, the Uchiha stretched over Naruto's body like a living blanket. The kiss went on and on, hands roaming everywhere, moans augmenting the wet sounds their mouths made. They rolled and Naruto moved down Sasuke's body, stopping here and there to nip, lick, taste. Such obvious affection was displayed with each touch that the women blushed… but they didn't look away. The blonde head reached Sasuke's shaft, erect and white in the light of dawn. He lowered his mouth over it, making the Uchiha cry out his name.

It wasn't lost on the two watching brides that they hadn't been allowed this privilege.

Naruto bobbed slowly, twisting his head and the hand he fisted around the base of Sasuke's organ in opposite directions. He slurped at the head, causing Sasuke to yank on the pale hair. He licked the large vein on the underside and Sasuke groaned. Then he swallowed the entire thing, and Sasuke screamed.

The women were panting.

"My ass," Sasuke pleaded. And Naruto turned him over, showing a gentleness he hadn't exhibited with the women, not once. He hadn't really hurt them (except Hana, and she'd wanted it), but he hadn't shown such tenderness either. Neither had Sasuke caressed Hinata's body the way he was doing Naruto's. The women watched as Naruto mouthed Sasuke's anus, another pleasure they hadn't experienced. They exchanged a glance.

Sasuke clawed at the rug, shuddering uncontrollably as Naruto sucked and sucked. The way Sasuke pressed that blonde head to his lower cheeks, the things he said… Hana stirred restlessly, feeling desire bloom in her tired body. Hinata felt a pang of jealousy… then she remembered that last coupling she'd endured and felt grateful that she wasn't the only available warm body.

Naruto turned Sasuke again and settled the pale legs over his shoulders, bending the Uchiha almost double. Both women had a clear view of Sasuke's entrance and the way Naruto widened it with his penetration. They clenched their own ass muscles reflexively, remembering what that felt like.

And wishing it was them instead of Sasuke.

Naruto went slowly, kissing the knees by his head, running his hands adoringly over Sasuke's hair, his eyes, and his face. "I love you," the blonde said huskily.

"I-I-" but Sasuke jerked, barking a hoarse shout as he came all over Naruto's chest.

***

Hinata glanced at Hana. "I don't know about you, but I feel left out," she told the Inuzuka.

"My sentiments exactly. What do you say that instead of the men doubling up on us, we double up on them?"

"Why, Hana," Hinata said sweetly. Her mild tone went strangely with the dangerous glint in her eyes. "That's a lovely idea. Who do you think we should take first?"

Hana studied her a moment. A night of debauchery had apparently done away with some of Hinata's shyness. "The Hokage is too smug by far."

"I agree. But Sasuke-kun is still my nice, sweet husband. We'll go gently with him."

The women turned to look at where the men seemed to be settling down for sleep. Hana's fangs shone in the morning light, and Hinata's Byakugan settled around her eyes.


Ten months later…

Naruto and Sasuke paced up and down outside of the hospital room. Their nerves were a wreck.

They knew Hana carried twins. They'd been told the pregnancy carried extra risks. Neither man knew which woman carried whose child.

Sakura came out of the hospital room some hours later, tired but smiling. "Hana gave birth to a boy and a girl, Hinata to a boy. All are very healthy and the mothers are recovering nicely. You can go in." She held the door open for them.

They sped past her and Sakura shook her head. It was hard to believe she'd been a Genin with both men. She left to perform the DNA testing that would tell who'd fathered who.

***

Naruto looked down reverently at the three bundles wrapped in white. The boy and girl from Hana were both brown-haired. Hinata's child had black hair. Their eyes were tightly shut, fists held beneath their chins. Sasuke touched his fingers to the downy hair on one dark head. He looked up at Naruto, a blinding smile on his face. Naruto knew how he felt. Even if he'd sired none of them, they were still miracles, still their children.

Then both men turned to their women, propped in beds side by side. They spent the time waiting for Sakura kissing and stroking their tired faces, rubbing their shoulders and, in general, being the attentive and thoughtful husbands they'd learned to be.

Sakura's tests revealed both boys to be Sasuke's. The girl was Naruto's. And when the newborns opened their eyes the next day, the proud parents saw that the girl had bright blue eyes. Both boys had the black eyes of their father.

***

The day they went home from the hospital, Sasuke and Naruto tucked both women into the custom made bed that had been built to hold all four of them. The three babies were placed between the women's bodies. The men curled themselves protectively around their new family, feeling truly complete for the first time in their lives.

Naruto reached across five sleeping bodies and located Sasuke's hand. Sasuke grasped it tightly, sealing the link.

After awhile they fell asleep too.