Hinata was, above anything else, soft.

Her words her tone her body, even the hair on her head was like silk as he ran his fingers through it. Her lips? Divine. Like drinking the most delicious cream he'd ever tasted as he sucked on them quietly in his mouth a brief moment before releasing her to take another heavy kiss. Squeezing her in his arms, it was easy to take another, and another, and continue to kiss her as much or as fast as he wanted while she just trembled in his grip, shyly trying to respond.

She was barely doing anything at all, and still, it drove him absolutely wild. Her light shaking and staggered breathing, her beat tomato-red face that was such a contrast to the usually pale skin, but the noises were without a doubt the best part. The squeaks, the sharp breaths and the insanely high pitch that she stammered her words out with drove him mad!

Knowing that she was so tense and tightly wound that only involuntary noises could slip past her relentlessly assaulted lips, barely audible compared to the equally soft smacking of their kisses. All felt right in the world. He even laughed when she finally pulled back far enough to look away, to pause their enthusiastic making out long enough to get a sentence out.

"N-Naruto I… c-c-come on, I'm quivering I'm so darn wet it's unbearable!" she whined out, eyes shut tight and not even pointed at him to begin with. The absolutely adorable sight brought out his sadism. She was just so fucking cute.

"You are so fucking cute," he growled against her, pointedly placing a hand high up on her thigh but not touching her yet. "What exactly do you want me to do, your highness?"

"Ehh! That's not even the right honorific you- you….. guy," she fizzled off. He laughed against her ear and moved his hand an inch closer, drumming the fingers against her impossibly soft body. "Please make me cum?" she asked, surprising him with the quick surrender. Wondering if she was a little less shy after the dumb mistake he'd made. Or maybe she was just increasingly desperate.

He thought about it for two seconds before realizing he couldn't care less; he wanted to end her suffering. He slowly moved his fingers along the outside of her pussy, just teasing the little line while he continued to kiss her ferocious as an untrained mutt with its master. She didn't seem to be complaining.

Her mouth really was just too delicious.

In a faraway place, the young and largely uneducated orphan wondered if there was some supernatural quality to that.

The body his greedy free hand roamed and groped certainly seemed completely corporeal. If maybe a little too perfect. She seriously had the skin of a fucking angel! God, his life was great! Hinata only rarely popped by to visit at the estate, talking to him about this or that necessary question or quiet concern related to her dear little sister. Granted, many of those talks ended with his fingers in her snatch. Most of them. Still though, she seemed loath to ever interrupt his time with Chocho or Sasuki.

This felt like an escalation.

Especially when she broke her face away from his a second time, rather, when he had his lips buried in her yummy little neck, and she whimpered out those needy little words.

"P-please put it in, I-I want your cock again!"

"Of course, whatever uh…. My lady? Yeah, 'my lady' requires of me~" he teased.

"Th-that's it," she muttered when he pulled his cock out and began to climb over her. It felt somewhat wrong to make love to a treasure like her on a simple mat in the middle of nowhere, but not nearly enough to overtake his desire to have her, location be damned. She was practically glowing in the dim lantern light. "That- I mean that term! My lady is right; I didn't just say that because I saw it you-your….uh…."

"You really are too fucking adorable, the way you get fixated, the way you get all tense and worked up. It makes me just want to pull you as close as I possibly can," he rubbed his cock along her entrance, teasing the sensitive entrance. "Makes me want to just hold you and tell you everything'll be fine," he admitted, kissing at her neck.

He gave her time to respond, but she only gave a long, low squeak.

One that repeated several octaves louder as he slowly filled her up. Still not loud, mind, her sister was so close, and even at such a 'close moment' of her own, Hinata had to be mindful of the child. It would be oh so awkward if she had to listen to her big sister have sex. It was unnecessary. It was shameful even! How could she let her guard down just to have some pleasure with the handsome sellsword who had rescued them, but the other two women were awake and alert, right? They were capable and good enough to not let Hanabi be out alone at night.

Oh, but that was just another reason she shouldn't be doing this, risking the ire of Sasuki, that spiteful, jealous woman! That woman Naruto loved. She didn't understand it, but she saw that as one modest character flaw in an otherwise extraordinary man, one who was open-minded and kind, selfless even.

That was the voice that had won out in the end.

Naruto deserved comfort at this moment, and she owed him an enormous debt. Just because he was handsome and she enjoyed it didn't mean she wasn't acting selflessly in a very real way! There was no virtue she strived for if not selflessness; that was one lesson mother instilled above all others, to remember her life mattered no more than anyone else's.

It was a virtue she tried to live by even past life.

Never would the young man have guessed that so many and so complicated a thought was running through her mind. His own mind was hypnotized by the sight of her hand clamped over her mouth. Her desperate and valiant struggle to stay quiet as his cock shook and stirred about inside of her perfect, wet pussy!

That was impossibly soft too.

Truly, perfect.

There really was no other way to describe it; her body, her snatch, the moment, absolutely nothing was wrong in the world as he slowly rocked his body into hers in the tiny tent. He was careful not to rest too much weight on her as he shook his hips, bracing an arm so he could stare at her face up close at the same time. Even half covered by that hand and with her striking eyes hidden behind tightly shut lids, she was breathtaking.

It was a struggle to last really. Damn near impossible to keep his cum in his cock when she tightened and squealed even louder, once again shaking in his embrace in a way that made his masculine pride soar! It was almost as delicious as the raw physical sensation of her walls milking him as the cum blasted out.

He lay down a little more comfortably after that, pressing her beautiful boobs down a bit with the weight of his chest, but she didn't seem to mind. The happy hum she released as he snuggled into her was proof of that. Though what really killed him with comfort, what made his post-coital bliss better than perhaps any other woman he laid with, only came a couple of minutes later.

When slowly, shyly, her kemp nails began raking gently down his back, scratching him deliciously for what seemed like forever.

"Hinata… you're the greatest," he mumbled without thinking, at some point.

"Um, I-I-I'm glad I could make you feel better," she muttered, trying to maintain that excuse. "I just don't understand why Sasuki's so cruel to you. Why you even-" she swallowed the second thought, not wanting to sour the mood.

"Ah, I hurt her a lot, I think, more than I expected too," he mumbled, growing a bit more somber even as his body remained utterly relaxed by her gentle scratching of it. "She doesn't have anyone but me, and Sakura now, I guess. I think me passing up a chance to go fool around with her back at the manor really stung,"

In some faraway place, it felt wrong to talk about such matters, other women, while fully inside of and cuddled against Hinata. Selfish or at least insensitive. It was so far away though. Hinata felt so safe, so comforting; he truly could tell her anything without fear of an angry response, and that was such a sharp, attractive contrast.

Especially at this particular moment.

"She said it was okay for you to marry Chocho, didn't she?" she protested, trying to alleviate his guilt. "Of course you're going to be a good husband; that should be assumed. She knows you after all,"

Naruto couldn't help but digest those words.

Still.

"Sasuki was never happy about me taking a wife; it was more of a necessity, more of Marui's idea honestly,"

"Marui? Your mother-in-law, yes?"

"Yeah, after that shit at the bar, she realized what I was. She said she didn't like the idea of such deadly people in her backyard having a motive to silence her, and she wanted to make sure we had a firm connection to her town,"

"So she married off her daughter to you," Hinata finished, a little somber but accepting; it was the world she lived in after all.

"Honestly, I think she was just trying to hook her daughter up, pressuring Sasuki enough to accept it. Chocho wanted to marry me anyway. Plus it made it a lot easier for us to meet up, for me to get her pregnant; she said that was important to holding the mayorship or something," he admitted thoughtlessly, casually confessing to the sin not even Sasuki knew about.

Hinata barely hummed in response, still scratching affectionately.

Alas, not for much longer.

"I need to go, say goodnight to Hanabi, keep watch over her," she sadly remarked with a sigh.

"You're not pinned are you? You can teleport or whatever? I never really understood how that worked," he asked, still squishing the specter under most of his beefy body.

"I can go," she assured, finally stopping the sensational pleasure and the only soft sound in the tent by pausing her scratching. "Can I come back?" she asked even softer.

"Tonight? I mean, I guess that doesn't matter, yes. You're a joy to have in my presence Hinata, you're always welcome as far as I'm concerned," he agreed.

"I-I meant tonight. Hanabi doesn't actually like me to sleep with her in bed anymore, except when she has one of her nightmares. I was thinking about coming back and maybe…I don't know, just, laying here with you some more? I-is that okay?"

"Didn't I already answer?" he teased, a little more coherent as the conversation continued. "I love having you around, here and now, with everything going on, maybe more than ever," the words had her squealing softly, and that made his chest rumble with a chuckle. "Although, it won't keep you from keeping watch, will it?"

"No, I don't sleep, and I won't be any less alert to life around us just because I'm in a tent. I don't… it's hard to describe, but I don't think I really have senses the way I used to. It's like, I'm aware of noise and things around Hanabi but… it's more like it just flashes into mind then going through my eyes or ears. I'm sorry, I don't know how else to describe it I'm not making any sense I-eyyyyy~"

She trailed off as he placed one hand firmly on her head, brushing down and really trying to focus on the physical sensation, how it was different with her.

"It kind of makes sense, you know when you talk, I don't quite hear it either; it's off in a strange way. That probably just swings both ways," he assured, continuing to stroke her splendidly soft body. "Don't worry though, it all sounds and feels perfect to me," he praised, continuing his petting as she tried to find a response.

"I….bye!"

With that, the flustered form under him vanished in an instant, and he fell firmly to the dirt below, even bumping his nose.

Not that this did anything to sour his smile.

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