Ever since he was a child, Naruto was bursting with energy.
Boundless stamina.
Even when he barely knew how to fight during his academy days, getting plastered to the ground by Sasuke, he'd at least get right back up and start swinging again.
Could entertain himself, running alone through the streets of Konoha from dawn to dusk.
It was half the reason he had so much chakra, after all.
Naruto never really expected that to factor into his sex life, but he supposed he wasn't surprised when it did.
Hinata made himinsatiable.
She had curves in all the right places, was plump in all the areas that made Naruto feral. She'd do things, purely innocent, bending over to pick up a throw pillow that had fallen from their couch, and Naruto would find himself rubbing himself against her ass like an animal.
And the worst part was, no matter how guilty Naruto felt about being so depraved about Hinata, not matter how fuckingpervertedhe thought he was, she'd turn her head toward him, lavender eyes so wide and innocent, cheeks turning burgundy, lips curving into a pout.
"Really, Naruto-kun? Here?"
And when Naruto replied,yes, here, there, anywhere, everywhere — she'd nibble her bottom lip and nod so delicately he almost couldn't tell.
But he did, and Naruto would practically rip off his and her clothes before fucking her.
On their couch with Hinata's legs pushed back behind her head.
On their dining table, Naruto going down on her until his face was tacky with her cum before he fucked her, balls deep.
Hugging her and squeezing her tits while she was cooking, until he made her stop, her fingers gripping the counter so hard her knuckles blanched while he rammed her from behind.
They'd fuck in the bathroom, against the sink, in their tub, in the shower, Naruto making Hinata's thighs dripping wet with something other than water.
They fucked on the ground, stumbling into the apartment after a night out, right at the entrance, the door barely closed behind them.
They fucked all the time, everywhere and anywhere in their apartment…and it just was never enough for Naruto.
Every single time, he'd drag her into their bedroom, fuck her in every sort of position he learned from Jiraiya's perverted books.
Standing, missionary, doggy style, against a wall, cowgirl, prone bone, Hinata squatting on top of his cock — and all sorts of positions that nearly had Hinata bent in half, stuffed with his cock.
Insatiable.
And maybe Hinata was too, because if Naruto never thought about his stamina playing in the bedroom, he certainly never thought Hinata would match it.
But they would fuck forhours, and Naruto's favourite was when he finally fucked Hinata to exhaustion.
Their room would reek, a thin sheen of sweat coating their bodies, the heady scent of Hinata's cunt, well fucked and stained with Naruto's cum. His skin sticky with different fluids running down his inner thighs.
He'd fuck her so good, fuck her until she was tired and stupid, her body limp and her face pressed into a pillow, hair completely askew and matted against her pale skin, soaked in sweat. Hinata would be almost unresponsive except for the guttural moans she'd make when the tip of his cock would brush over her g-spot, her toes curling against his shins.
Naruto bottomed out his cock, until he was kissed against her cervix.
One hand pressed down into the mattress beside Hinata's head, the other pushing Hinata's hair aside, uncovering her gorgeous face. Naruto ran his knuckles along the side of Hinata's neck, sweat sticking to his skin.
And he didn't move. A beat passed, and then another.
"Pleaaase." It was so low, so dark and depraved, Naruto would have never believed it could have come out of his sweet girlfriend if he weren't right there, witnessing it. Her hips bucked back, a weak, tired movement, but Hinata tried it again when Naruto was still. "Please, d-don't stop, God, Naruto-kun, please keep fucking me."
She was begging, whining, that abortive hip movement that barely drew pleasure, butfuckshe kept trying.
"Yeah, baby, you want me to make you come again?"
"Yeesss." Hinata's head was tilted toward him, her eyes wide and doe-like, staring at him, begging him for rapture.
Naruto smiled, leaning down until his lips were brushing against the tip of Hinata's ear, his weight crushing on top of her.
Her exhausted cunt squeezed around him before he even spoke.
"But I made you come so many times, 'Nata. Are you really that greedy, huh? Is my cock really that good?"
"The best, your cock is the best, pleaaase, Naruto-kun, need it."
Naruto wished he recorded this, made Hinata hear the filth that fell off her lips when she was drunk on his cock. He could imagine her head exploding from overheating.
Naruto laughed. "How do y'know that baby? Been fuckin' other guys on the side?"
This time Hinata was the one to pause, the sound she made right after nearly a banshee's cry.
He almost felt bad.
"You are so meaaan, Naruto-kun, how can you say that!?"
Naruto kissed her cheek, laughing into her skin. "You said mine's the best. You must have compared, yeah?"
"It's because I love you, you bully. I love you so much and now I'm wondering why!"
Naruto gripped her chin, turning her neck just enough so he could kiss the side of the mouth, running his tongue heavy against the edge of her lips. It was sloppy and messy, spitting running down to her chin when he was done, her cheeks flushed and eyes hooded.
"I know 'Nata, baby. Fuckin' love you so much too. Now say it again for me."
Her lips were trembling. Her thighs were trembling. Her pussy walls were trembling.
All for him.
"I love you. I love your cock. M-make me come again, please, Naruto-kun."
Naruto grinned, hands beside Hinata's head, pounding into her once more, using her cunt and relishing in her breathedthank yous.
It was slow and so wet it was loud, sheathing in and out of her pussy, their cum frothing as it leaked down their thighs.
Hinata's hands were wrapped around the pillow, her face tucked into it, drowning her moans as Naruto fucked her deep, grinding his tip against the back of her cunt over and over until her cunt was pulsing around his cock, coming as he plowed her, insatiable, until she came, again, sheets soaked and ruined in her arousal.
Naruto began pulling out, enjoying the thirsty grip of Hinata's walls as he exited, the tip the only part remaining in her cunt. Hinata reached out and gripped his wrist, her head turning to look at him.
She was beyond exhaustion, looking as if she might faint. Sweat ran down her cheeks, down her neck, her eyes hooded like they were sleepy.
And she threw her hips back, weak and tired and needy.
"Please, please, please, Naruto-kun. O-one more time, please."
Naruto groaned, his heart in his throat, his cock throbbing as he sank into Hinata for the umpteenth time.
Insatiable, more than he was, but Naruto would be damned if didn't give Hinata everything she wanted.