By the time Naruto made his way back to the mine-side manor that was Ironhold's only real fortification, it was a little past noon. So, no particular surprise that he found his wife and her mother finishing a hearty meal. By the time he sat down to join them, there was little more than a third of a loaf of fresh bread and some vegetable soup left in the main pot. That and the cake.

A large, moist dessert just a shade darker than Marui's skin and topped with a creamy frosting the color of soil.

Just like the one he enjoyed the first time he ate at this table, the young man mused. Of course, he knew it was his wife's and her late father's favorite by now. It was hardly a surprise to see it. He'd had more than his share of the divine treat in these last six months, which is why it wasn't particularly hard to deny his lovely host's offer as he sat.

"Naruto! Come sit with us, have a slice,"

"Oh uh, I shouldn't, thanks; I already had three of those donuts with Tsunade," and a fair bit of jelly with Temari, but that thought was better pushed back. Especially with the knowing, almost predatory look Marui seemed to stare at him with. He'd bathed, of course, before coming by, but somehow he still thought she must smell his sin on him. Albeit, he realized he might have misread that look when he took a seat beside the woman, and she immediately clamped a hand on his thigh under the table. "I uh… shouldn't do that, shouldn't eat more sweets, maybe just have some soup," he rambled.

"Awe, but isn't chocolate just so special, so utterly delicious?" Marui pressed him as she pressed her hand harder into his toned body, increasing the force and sliding it higher up his thigh, dangerously close to delicate places. At the same time, she raised a small forkful of the moist cake and slid it past her full lips, humming loudly as she closed her eyes.

Naruto swallowed.

Thankful for the distraction, even coming from Chocho, he took the offered bowl from her after she finished ladling into it and stood to pass it across the table to him. The bottom of his dish was still hot, and the food smelled good. Even with how nervous he was at that moment.

"You don't mind eating after me, do you?" his wife asked with a ghost of a chuckle, seeing how he hesitated before taking it.

"No! No of course not; we definitely share germs anyway, as recently as this morning no less," he teased, earning a bright blush and a mortified look that might have worried him if not for the adorably small smile hanging on her chin.

"NARUTO! Don't mention doin- do- that around my mother! Gods! That's so embarrassing!" she squeaked out, cringing yet further with his next reply.

"I was thinking about kissing but uh-" he swallowed the rest of those words as a strong hand took a firm grip of his cock, already rock hard and bobbing under the table. Literally, she got it out of his pants and hanging in the air seeming instantly! Skin against skin stimulated his spirit as she slowly rocked her hand up and down his rod. "D-did your mind go to a dirty place, my little lamb?" he pressed, eager to keep her flustered and distracted and taking a smidgen of relief that it seemed to work.

When she didn't answer, Marui seized her chance, speaking in a low, comforting voice that was far too matronly for her actions.

"Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about," she began, looking directly at him. "Physical love is a natural and beautiful part of being alive, being human. A gift from the gods really, and with your husband's special bloodline, I doubt you even have to worry about the dangers of childbirth!" speed built up as she ended her remark, making his face go nearly as red as his wife's. Thankfully, the topic of discussion gave an excuse for that. "Is there anything shameful about it?" she finished coyly.

"URG, I mean, no," he finished lamely, trying to justify the startled noise when she squeezed his cock hard enough to hurt nearly. Thankfully she slowed after that, taking another bite of her cake, moaning again in a sensual way that nearly had him blasting out over her hand and table. It was such a bitter sort of relief when she let go, leaving him throbbing.

"I'd still rather not talk about it," Chocho chuckled out, sharing a tender, thankful look with her equally embarrassed husband.

"Whatever you want dear," her mother replied, flicking his dick to make it bounce without offering any fucking relief. "I certainly don't want to discourage you from coming by; I miss you so much these days," she said with a genuine, peaceful sigh as either hand came above the table to cradle her face and the loving look on it.

She just had to steal a sniff of that hand and the manly, musky scent still hanging on it as she stole a glance his way too. Naruto swallowed again. Marui had just gotten out of damn control this last month, always pressing things, always finding excuses to be alone with him and always pulling his clothes off so quick when he was! According to her, this was a perfectly normal and common symptom of pregnancy past the halfway point.

Based on Karin, he had his doubts on that.

Then again, Karin had a lot more to exhaust her than Marui if the mine really did run itself as Chocho claimed. His mother-in-law had a very comfortable retirement, and an early one no less. Beyond books and baking, he wasn't sure what she did with all the time, aside from him. Exercising and training had to take a not insignificant amount of it, based on what he'd seen from Sasuki, and Chocho's love of knitting probably came from somewhere, but he didn't really know anything concrete.

"Well, you're one of the only people on this side of the world who plays sliders; I'm sure I'll be making visits for that all my life," his wife said with a chipper laugh, one that spread to all of them. "Would you like to have a round?"

"You wouldn't rather play with your husband? You said you taught it to him; he knows how, right?"

"Only technically!" she teased. "The game's a lot less fun when you always win, especially by such a large margin,"

A hearty, peaceful laughter rang over the table at that, both of the ladies laughing as Naruto just blushed slightly. Then he blushed exponentially harder. Marui boldly placed her hand on the back of his neck, scratching it affectionately and even leaning in slightly before she spoke.

"Let me wash up first dear; I was exercising before you dropped by. I'll meet you in the den. Naruto?" she asked, coming an inch closer.

"Y-yeah?" he asked, not liking the big, pleading look growing in her eyes.

"You don't mind walking me to the washroom, do you? Just on the off chance I get dizzy or faint or need something~" she carefully rose to her feet with the words, drawing eyes and attention to the large protruding belly slowing her down. The pregnancy he'd caused.

How could he possibly say no to her?

Chocho strolled off humming happily, and Marui did nothing but cling to his arm as he walked with her down the hall in the opposite direction. Even so, Naruto was more than a little nervous. Especially when the familiar sound of the door shutting signaled their solitude with each other.

"Help me down now," she gently ordered, leaning against the wall right beside the large basin full of fresh, cool water. He did so, with a hand on either of her arms and the most precision he could possibly hold. So focused that he didn't even notice as she slid the bottom of her mud-red dress to avoid sitting on it. Not until she made her second request. "Now lift this off of me dear~"

Naruto paused, but not for more than five seconds.

The sight of her body bare save one small grey rag over her snatch was an incredible one. With her enlarged breasts and protruding belly, with the faint fatigue in her eyes even as they remained locked on him, even when one hand dipped into the water and retrieved a simple washcloth. She stared straight into his soul. Gaze locked as she began gently wiping over her body, wiping away all the sweat and grime and other minuscule blemishes on her beauty.

It put him in a trance of sorts, one that didn't break until she leaned forward a few inches, bringing her face just a little closer to that thick, throbbing part of his body. She laughed as he sucked in a short breath. With that, their eyes met, and she made another request.

"Aren't you going to scrub my back for me?" she asked far too innocently. Still, he quickly complied. Rubbing a hand along her body in the gentlest way possible felt almost like petting an animal, brushing a fine coat of a prized possession, even if that was a thought he tried to banish. It just felt like such an accomplishment, a noteworthy, material accomplishment that she was really here and really carrying his child!

It wasn't so strange; all but all men were proud of their families, of siring big families, of building up their clan. The two of them had made a life together, and that was the other half of it. Even seeped in sin and secrets, there was something so fundamentally pure about the pride he felt whenever he remembered that. The pure joy of creation, knowing that because of his actions something that didn't exist before would, something beautiful and precious and, gods willing, happy!

There would be another child in this house.

In his family!

Family being something that he'd never had in all his life until so recently, something he had every right and expectation to love, something that would almost certainly love him back. He couldn't stop smiling. He couldn't stop the overwhelming love he felt for the woman producing this perfect gift despite all other significant factors. Not that Marui was a hard woman to love by any means. This became all the more apparent when he suddenly felt her soft lips kissing along the side of his head while he was hunched over her.

At the same time, a hand came up to stroke his chest, then trailed lower down his torso.

"Gods, I can't get enough of your cut, young body~" she whispered in his ear, shooting a shudder down his spine. Another couple of kisses smacked inches from his ear. "It makes me so, so wet. Especially knowing your beautiful young wife is just across the house, and you're still here rubbing those big, strong hands on me~"

With the blood rapidly draining from his brain to a lower organ, his head fuzzy from the hammering of his heart, the words slipped out without thought.

"Does Chocho know that you do this? That was pretty dangerous, what you did at the table," he asked somewhat dryly. Though he regretted it almost immediately as she pulled back, taking a sterner look as she stared into his eyes with stark seriousness. Staying silent a moment before answering only further locked his attention.

"No Naruto, she doesn't, and she better not ever find out, or I'll be mad at you!"

"I… sorry, of course, I won't tell her or anything I just-"

"-just let it go," she insisted, voice soft as honey again as a hand cupped his throbbing cock through his pants. "Doesn't it make this all so much more exciting? More fun?" she stole a kiss off his lips as they parted to answer. "Sans the bar incident, I haven't had any excitement in my life in sooo long, except for you~"

The next kiss lingered, her humming happily against his mouth as he mused over the words. She had been a warrior some time before getting married; it made sense that she had an appetite for that sort of thing and that she was starved for it after nearly twenty years of marriage. Still, they seemed so close; just how much would it hurt Chocho?

Then there was the other factor.

"Besides, you know I can't help it!" she claimed with a playful whine. "Neither of us can; it's clearly a part of your bloodline for you to be so incredibly sexy and seductive~" the blonde oaf could think of nothing to say as his face burned. Even so, there was merit to her words. Tsunade had said something similar not so long ago, that her actions around him were out of character, to say nothing of how unlikely Sakura and Sasuki's affections seemed. It was a tempting excuse, and one that he usually fell back on, that they simply couldn't help themselves. "Now stand up," she commanded.

Even knowing what incredible things were about to happen, he couldn't help but speak once more.

"I still can't believe how accepting of that you and Chocho were, me being an imposter," the words brought to surface more tender feelings, leaving him to smile lovingly down at the beautiful bronze woman even as she pulled out his cock once more and slowly stroked it. The chuckle she released was pretty loving too. There was even a pause in her stroking as she replied.

"Well, you did almost blow that secret to save a bunch of strangers, so I'm pretty sure there's nothing twisted or scary in your soul," she brushed off. "Your ancestry has to be in one of the higher planes, even if that expert is wrong about it being a satyr,"

"It's still a target on my back, more importantly on theirs," he mumbled his last few words, staring down at her belly and frowning even as she chuckled.

"I keep telling you not to worry about that. As far as anyone knows, I'm extremely favored by the gods of rock and stone, gods well known to bestow durability. If our child's ability to heal others is too noticeable, I can just build a temple or give an expensive sacrifice to Ericauren on the kids' first birthday or whatever. Nobles do shit like that all the time to cover up imposters in their family!"

"Yeah, but we're not nobles, not really,"

"Just trust me, would you?" she asked with an air of exasperation, even as her eyes looked so lovingly up at him. That got a grin in response. One that quickly grew strained as she kissed the head of his cock. Then she did it again, and again, and again, barely moving her luscious lips as they trailed all the way to the base, where she glomped her mouth over his coin purse to suck. "Mama Marui will take care of everything; she's smart, strong, and solid as stone~"

Even muffled, the words were clear and almost as erotic as the hot breath on his ball sack.

Better, they were immensely comforting. The verbal reminder that she was wiser, smarter, and far more experienced in worldly matters, to say nothing of the fact that she obviously wanted their child to be safe as much as him. It was all the permission he needed to finally let go of his stress, to smile his big dumb smile as she swallowed his lower head. She rocked slowly but shook her hand rapidly along the base of his cock.

Quickly he found himself straining just to stay upright. The pleasure built at a blinding speed that only accelerated further as she began to release those sultry moans with her mouth sealed along his most sensitive spots! In two minutes or less, she had him transformed into a shaking, struggling man wheezing in his breaths while he braced an arm against the back wall just to stay upright.

His heart hammered and his brow beaded with sweat by the time he finished, abruptly.

Still, another magnificent moan finished off the incredible blowjob, stimulating his sensitive rod even more then the hand speeding up around his lower half! His own finale was far less graceful or erotic. Marui only looked bemused up at him as he gasped, gritted his teeth, and gently gripped her head like he was struggling with everything he had not to sqeeze her scalp harder.

There was a gentle chuckle he failed to notice amidst the spasming and blasting of his rod down her throat, a load she took with just as much grace. She even swallowed with another happy hum. Naruto heard that in some faraway place as he floated back to reality, but not as clearly as the wet pop of her lip's seal breaking.

That was such an addictive, erotic sound to him; it always had been.

His cock twitched faintly, but Marui only chuckled at that too, pulling herself to her feet and beginning to redress without another word. Naruto took almost as much time as her just to wash his face and cram away his cock. Neither action helped him find the right words to break the somber silence that was growing longer by the moment. Marui was smiling at least, so he opted not to worry about it. Instead he worried about looking normal, keeping his breathing calm and even as he escorted his mother-in-law through the halls and back to the little den where the little board was already set up by her little girl.

Just a simple square with a dozen smooth stones on it, but the pair found endless amusement sliding the little pebbles into each other, trying to land them in just the right spot to score their points. A small test of dexterity that somehow even his sheltered wife so soundly bested him in so often. It was a game he'd never heard of prior to marriage and one that he'd played more of than any simple board game in his life up until now.

The sounds of their happy, idle chatter quickly picked up, combining with the impacts and sliding of their stones into the familiar background noise that was feeling ever more like home.

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