Naruto was floating on air by the next morning. Ino didn't spend the entire day with him, but he didn't leave the bedroom with her until their evening meal. The climax of this splendid Sunday was a shared bath where he got to scrub her naked body down again and get a nice lazy rubdown of his own for the trouble.

He was still all but skipping at the end of his monday shift while gathering up baskets in preparation for the start of Hinata's. It wasn't until he actually bumped into her that he frowned. The somber look on her face and the way she raised a hand to get his attention gave him pause, alerting him to the seriousness in her soul.

He gave her his undivided attention as she spoke.

"I….I-I just wanted to apologize a-about the gun incident. You didn't do anything wrong; it just scares me to death seeing Hirog excited about things like fighting or weapons or…." she trailed off, her words becoming steady as her eyes fell to the floor away from him.

"Well, he was very concerned about the cactus after I shot it. You know, worried that I'd killed it and happy to learn it'd be fine," he offered with a short laugh. Hirog was a great kid; surely she didn't doubt that. It was a relief that his words seemed to work, as a small smile crept over her face at the revelation.

"He's a sweet boy," she mumbled. "I just… I hope so hard that he'll find someplace better than a backwater brothel when he grows up. Someplace safe, where he can work with his mind,"

"Yeah… I get that," he acknowledged. Even if the statement was something of an insult, it was hard to argue with. He literally came one handsqueeze away from death less then a week ago, a handsqueeze from a drunken beligerent bastard no less. If Hirog knew how to read and run numbers, he could maybe get a job up along the coast, somewhere more civilized. Even just being a clerk or something would pay better than labor like this "Well, in any case, I don't think Tsunade's buying me anymore bullets for target practice. It should be fine,"

"He's better off learning about those things though, guns and…. things," she admitted miserably. "Would you take him out to cut up a cactus tomorrow?" she asked out of nowhere. "He asked too, when I apologized earlier about getting angry and the scolding and…." the poor woman looked on the verge of tears, and that spurred him to quickly agree.

"Sure! Yeah, of course, that'll be a fun little outing!" he assured, finally getting her smile and her gaze back.

Fuck that soft, shy little smile…

He thought about it even now, thinking about how it'd squirm up or fall away if she saw the way her son was gawking at the huge, naked knife in his hand. At five bucks, it cost more than two weeks of his wages, which would have been fine; it was a useful thing to have, especially with that serrated foot-long blade. It was a harvesters knife!

The problem was that Hinata had given him money. She practically shoved it into his hand, insisting on covering the materials and that it would be no problem as she had some savings. It still put a ball in his stomach, thinking about it.

There wasn't much time to dwell; Hirog looked about ready to explode in anticipation. He was equally excited by the sight of his babysitter sawing through one of the thinner arms of a toweringly tall cactus shortly after. Laughing gleefully when it thudded to the ground and made Mr. Naruto jump back. 'Skinning' the plant took a bit more effort and time, but even that held his attention. Squeezing it was the only thing Mr. Naruto let him actually help with, which predictably barely yielded ten drops into the pale they'd brought along, even using the method of tying it into a bandana and twisting the shit out of it.

Naruto had more luck, a surprising amount even. Weeks of washboarding for a good chunk of his waking hours seemed to have filled his arms out a bit and increased his strength. The young man managed to extract a couple quarts with his straining. It was at least enough for them both to have a sample, though Hirog complained about the tainted vegetable taste. That suited Naruto just fine, letting him chug down the extra water himself rather than carry the extra weight back with them. Considering the aquifier beneath them, it would have been a complete waste of time if not for the green, spongey plant-flesh they now carried. They had maybe a melon's size of cactus innards to bring back for supper.

It'd fill out today's stew, if nothing else.

It also gave the boy something to carry and a way to 'help' on their way back to town, as it didn't weigh much.

"Hey Hirog, what kind of stuff does your mom like?" Naruto asked, taking advantage of the short hike; his mind stuck on an idea. "I think I'm gonna get her a gift before we head back,"

"Why?" the kid asked, bluntly but without malice.

This knife is kind of expensive; and awesome, I'd feel better if I got her a gift in return," he explained, wondering what there would be to buy in this hodunk town anywhere near the value of his new blade. A few flowers? That just seemed like a waste; they wouldn't live long. He wanted to get her something like he had received, something functional or at least of some use.

"She likes starwatchin," Hirog announced, having finished his thinking. "We go out sometimes and look at consilatins and scratch my back," he rambled out as they came past the first structure of town. It was the best lead Naruto had, and it gave him an idea. As luck would have it, the general store even had the item in question!

They brought it straight to her.

"W-what's this?" the lovely kitchen girl asked, cleaning her hands of sweat and stew with a dishrag as she looked at the simple foot-long tube.

"A telescope! Hirog said you two like to do stargazing," he explained, grinning as she took the instrument.

"N-naruto I can't accept this I-I… this looks expensive," she protested half-heartedly, her eyes honing in on the polished, artisan-crafted glass at the end.

It cost less than the knife," he argued. "It's fine! Really, come on, Hirog was excited to try it out," he added that last bit with a slight air of desperation, fearing that she really would refuse it.

"…Okay. T-thank you," she declared softly but enthusiastically, setting the small thing down beside her as she locked eyes with him. Only brieftly though. Her face was bright red; also stained and drenched in sweat, which she was keenly aware of. Hours of work in the kitchen and the ragged, dirty clothes she wore for them hardly had her looking presentable. Certainly nothing like literally any of the other gorgeous women who lived here.

Nothing like Ino.

Thank the gods her child broke the silence, asking a question of her directly.

"Mommy, can I watch you cook the cactus I brought? I helped pick out the telescope!" he argued as if she owed him in some way for the chore. Still, the eagerness in his eyes was hard to refuse, and it would give Naruto an excuse to rest instead of continuing his unpaid stewardship of her son. She smiled brightly.

"Of course, honey. What do we say to Mr. Naruto?"

"Thank you!" he squealed, looking back at him with a manic smile that lingered in his mind long after he sat down at the bar, summoning a grin of his own. He even kept it when the scary woman who shared Hinata's face took a seat next to him. She wasn't scowling this time, if nothing else.

"Hirog enjoy his little field trip?" she asked simply.

"Seemed too. He didn't like the taste of cactus water, but he seems excited to see our harvest cooked,"

"Ah. That's why you went back in the kitchen?"

"And to give her a telescope. Uh, see the thing is, she paid for the new knife so-"

"-I know. We do talk to each other, believe it or not," she deadpanned. "Why do you talk to her?"

"What?"

"Why do you do shit for Hinata? Why did you buy her something?" despite the blunt edge of her words, her eyes were still innocent, curious more than accusatory.

"I… I mean, it's no real trouble to watch Hirog when I'm not working. Hell, it's a pleasant distraction if anything, not like there's a lot else to do in this shithole," Rin actually laughed at that, smiling as she waited for him to continue. "Not that I don't like her; I do! It's hard not to be endeared to someone that kind and warm. Especially with uh… you know… considering all she's been through," he mumbled, realizing halfway through the sentence it might be insensitive to mention.

"Yeah," Rin agreed, rolling a weight off his shoulders as her tense stare relaxed. "It impresses me too, honestly. Even if it scares the hell out of me. Kind folks are rare for a reason..." she stared down wistfully at the wooden bar top. Then suddenly back up at him. "Follow me; I wanna show you something," she casually commanded.

Naruto saw no reason to argue.

The young man growing only a little nervous as they descended the stairs and entered her bedroom. There was nothing visibly sticking out, nothing that he recognized as notably different from Ino's room. The air though, the air was different instantly. Tense, fragile, intimidating; especially when Rin sat on the bed and casually pulled her massive, bare breasts out of her tight black dress. Our hero managed to stare for only three seconds before snapping out of it and looking back at her face.

"Um-"

"-you like them?" she asked in a tone no less blunt or demanding than he'd heard so far. It was enough for him to swallow before he spoke. This gave him the crucial seconds he needed to answer properly.

"They- you're incredibly beautiful," he acknowledged, mustering all his willpower to look at her eyes.

"Oh? You like this body?" she prodded further, lifting one of the heavy breasts with a palm, squeezing and shaking it lightly for him. Her nipples were the most adorable faint pink hue. Nearly cute as her soft oval face, contrasting so sharply with the demanding gaze it continued to wear. "You'd like to fuck it?"

"I…" she'd leaned back at the last remark, spreading her legs as she looked up at him. Naruto swallowed again. "Sorry, this is… unexpected.

"You want to though," it wasn't a question.

"And you do too?" he dared ask, throwing it back at her while blushing like mad. She gave an evil smile, one that made his cock twitch and his fist clench. Almost too powerful to look directly at. So excuse the man if he took a few seconds to respond when she raised one hand and beckoned him closer with a single finger.

This delay didn't deter her. The second he was within reach, Rin gripped his shirt tightly! Next thing he knew, he was falling on top of her, yanked forward with such abruptness as to throw him off balance and flabbergast him thoroughly. Not less so with the massive, melon-sized breasts rubbing so erotically along his chest.

Ino was well endowed, but not like this, and Tsunade had never rubbed against him this close!

So soft.

It contrasted delightfully with her sharp motions; hell, his shirt ripped on its way off! That would be when he remembered that her bussom had already slipped free. Gods, he thought she felt soft before!

"Mmm, you like those tits?" she growled against his lips, reconnecting their mouths before he could answer. Her nails pierced into his back, digging down painfully as she groaned into their kiss. That was a new experience too, pain mixed with pleasure, but not one he would ever complain about. It added to the wild thrill of this unexpected romp!

Losing himself in it was so easy, with all the motion and sensation and noise of their creaking bed and wet kissing. She was rocking against him already, grinding with his covered cock! Why hadn't he pulled it out yet? Why couldn't she release him for one damn second to deal with that critical problem?!

Rin knew exactly what he wanted when he began to growl and try to pull back. His two large hands gripping and squeezing her ass desperately only further communicated just how bad his need was, how eager the man was to fuck her. Almost angry. Like a pent-up animal!

She loved it.

She'd have thought he was living a much more abstinent life if she didn't know better. Naruto groaned like he'd dropped a thousand-pound burder when one dainty hand squeezed hard on his crotch, a prequel to it's aggressive fiddling and freeing of his dick. When it was finally out in the cold air, he felt a wet, warm, wonderful little patch of flesh rubbing against it invitingly! They both groaned as he slowly slid inside.

It felt so tight! She felt so utterly stuffed! The wicked grin had returned, matching her angry eyes and the fierce grip on his hair.

"AGH you like that? You like the feel of this tight little pussy? You like the way it clenches when you squeeze my ass?"

"Fuuuuck!" was all he managed to respawn, having to slow his thrusts to slow his release.

"You thinking about Hinata? How she uses this body? About how bad you wanna fuck her!?"

He stopped completely at that. The action earned an angry growl, but she only huffed out a few deep breaths and stared up at him. Angry eyes demanding that he give her a damn good explanation. He had to suck in three breaths before he could even speak.

"I…I don't think I've had a complex thought since you pulled your breasts out, to be honest," he admitted. She released a short, hard laugh at that. "I'm thinking about you right now though," he promised, forcing himself to meet her eyes. Rin wasn't a close friend or anything of the sort, but he cetainly didn't want her to feel insecure! Nothing else was said, by either, as he stayed there waiting apprehensively for half a minute. She didn't smile, not even after her response.

"Come here," and with a tug, he was being devoured once more. Yanked down by the hair and kissed in that same wild, aggressive manner! Squeezed mercilessly again and again by her cunt! The poor young man held on with everything he could. He considered it nothing less than a miracle that she squealed and clenched up around him the moment he couldn't take it any more.

He groaned like the soul was exhaling out of his body as he drained himself into her, Rin eagerly received both releases. Cumming herself at the feeling of his warm, viscous goo so deep inside of her. Not a word was said as the barest of bare faculties returned to them both.

Now Naruto thought about Hinata. What this exchange was, and how she would react to it when she found out. If she would find out. He didn't even know how to feel until Rin began lazily peppering his jaw with kisses after a few minutes, a hand coming up to scratch his back tenderly not long after that.

"I'm glad you came here," a few more kisses. "Hirog just adores you, you know that?"

The delightful cuddles continued as the words sank in and his feelings stabilized.

He felt happy.

END OF PART 1

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