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Lord Hokage	By : EroPrincess Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 35719 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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To commemorate NaruHina becoming canon in Naruto, here’s my smutty contribution. This is my first NH fan fic and I’m going to be brusque—if you’re looking for a cute, innocent, vanilla-sprinkled lovemaking scene staring our favorite couple—you won’t find it here! I’m extremely perverse, which is why it’s taken me this long to finally write a NH fic. So many sweet and innocent NH lovemaking fics exist out there and I didn’t want to add another. I saw no point. What I have in store for NH, I wouldn’t call it “lovemaking”. Again, to be brusque—Naruto’s going to fuck Hinata relentlessly like there’s no tomorrow. You’ve been forewarned, so don’t cry in your comments or reviews about how out of character Naruto and Hinata are. If you’re looking for fishcakes and sunbursts, go somewhere else—now! And with that said, on with the fic!
Oh, and I don’t have a beta-reader so forgive any grammatical errors you may find.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto nor am I affiliated with the series. It belongs to Mashashi Kishimoto and VIZ Media. I'm not making money from writing this story.

Summary: Naruto loves it when Hinata screams out “Lord Hokage” during their lovemaking.

Lord Hokage

“Let’s fuck tonight, no lovemaking…” – TGT
Nude, sweaty and expended after many rounds of lovemaking, the Seventh Hokage looped his left arm around his wife’s torso. Together they lay in bed, tangled in sheets while he donned his Hokage robe, staring up at the mirror embedded in the ceiling of their hotel suite.
Hinata Uzumaki sighed contentedly as she laced her fingers with her husband’s bandaged ones. She took time to peruse her reflection in the glass above her. Lying with her back against Naruto’s chest, Hinata gently smiled at her jet-black bangs stuck to her forehead, dampened with perspiration. Her hair splayed across his chest like a black, silky cloak. Full cheeks flushed rosily with a soft blush that spread from her face down to the tops of her generous, curvaceous breasts. Luscious, pink, pouty lips released another coital sigh when she felt her husband’s calloused fingers slither from her stomach lower to the junction of her thighs.
Unlocking her fingers from Naruto’s bandaged hand, Hinata’s eyelids prettily fluttered closed when Naruto slowly, tortuously rubbed her overly-sensitive clit. Using her now free hand, Hinata rubbed her right breast; filling her palm with the supple flesh and tweaking and pulling her rosy nipple in sync with her husband’s clitoral ministrations.
“N-Naru-to…” she breathed into the air. Intense shockwaves coursed through her body from the sensitive nerves of her nub to the tips of her fingers. “N-Naru-to… this is too much. I-I still haven’t r-recovered…” Speaking coherently became a taxing chore for Hinata. Naruto’s wandering fingers provided a welcoming distraction from voicing her concerns as she concentrated on feeling the Hokage’s fingers delve deep in between the intimate folds of her womanhood.
“Shh…” the Seventh Hokage cooed in his wife’s ear before giving the shell a light flick of his tongue. “Just relax. Enjoy it, Hinata, y’know?”
Hinata’s heavy chest heaved as she breathed deeply, instantly relaxing under her husband’s touch. “Mmm…” Relishing the feeling of Naruto’s rough fingers as they piston against her slit, Hinata’s lavender eyes immediately opened. Staring at the ceiling, her face darkened crimson when her husband used his right hand to tear the sheets from their bodies. With his left arm coated with an orange aura, he used Kurama’s chakra to continuously stimulate his wife. The warm sensation in between her legs created from Kurama’s chakra made Hinata squeak with immense pleasure.
“Lord Hokage—” feeling embarrassed from her blunder, the onyx-haired beauty quickly covered her mouth. In the presence of the villagers Hinata was Konoha’s First Lady, the Seventh Hokage’s poised, prim and proper wife. In public she addressed her husband as such—for political reasons. However in the privacy of their hotel room, those two words never escaped her lips; even after Naruto made love to her countless times wearing only his Hokage robe. She always thought he looked sexy in his Hokage attire and Hinata finally voiced it, instantly prompting Naruto to make love to her in his ruby and white garb. Tonight while the newlywed couple took their mini-vacation in the city away from the rigors of the suburbia politics of the Leaf Village, Hinata accidentally allowed those words to slip.
Removing her hands from her lips, Hinata immediately corrected herself. “I-I mean… Naruto… that feels—”
Grinning sexily in her hair, the spontaneous, outspoken blond heard his wife loud and clear. Hearing her soft voice refer to him as ‘Lord Hokage’ in bed kindled a deep desire within him. He couldn’t quite figure out what it was. Naruto only knew he wanted his honey-voiced wife to call him ‘Hokage’ in the midst of their coupling. The mere thought turned him on with devilish eagerness. More of Kurama’s chakra seeped from his left hand to pleasure his wife. Using his bandaged hand to caress and fondle Hinata’s breasts, Naruto’s raspy voice husked in her ear. “Say it again. Call me ‘Lord Hokage’ again.”
“Naru-to… ugh…”
Naruto inserted two fingers into his wife’s dripping orifice. Pumping them slowly and rotating his digits against her dampened walls, the Seventh Hokage nibbled Hinata’s ear and husked again. “Say it; call me ‘Lord Hokage’.”
It was difficult to concentrate on the way Naruto’s hoarse, sexy voice demanded her to speak of his well-deserved title, and the salutary warmth of the Fox’s chakra seeping into her vaginal hole. Hinata felt dizzy and her thighs quaked with passion. Her lavender eyes rolled in the back of her head as her hips involuntarily pumped upwards to match her husband’s invading fingers.
“N-Naru-to… I can’t… Too embarrassing… but… so good… ahh—”
Naruto, at this moment, understood his awakened desire—he wanted to completely dominate his wife; to have her subjugate to his every whim. He wanted to role-play, making his diffident wife as his willing subordinate while he barked orders as the authoritative Hokage made his dick rigid as steel. His hardness nestled comfortably in between the soft cheeks of Hinata’s buttocks and he lifted his pelvis upward, gently grinding his length against her backside.
This new desire to conquer the goings-on in their bedroom excited the Hokage one-hundredfold. Every time they made love, Naruto made sure to keep their coital activities mild. He always was amicable, careful to not be too fast or rough, making sure Hinata smoothly felt every inch of his desire entering her. The soft flicks of his tongue tracing delicate patterns on her body, his fingers gently grazing her supple flesh seemed to be more than enough for his easy-to-please wife. And if she was satisfied, so was he.
But not tonight.
Tonight the Seventh Hokage wanted more; no more lovemaking. No. Tonight he wanted to fuck. Naruto wanted to hear Hinata scream his title to everyone in the city of Konoha. He wanted to ruin her—to see her lithe body and creamy, milky skin bruised from their rough sex. Looking up at the mirror above them, more blood rushed to Naruto’s dick when his azure eyes took in the sight of his mate.
Her pearl eyes were closed and her lips were parted in the tiniest “o”, releasing cute, passionate moans. Immediately Naruto wanted to feel those lips wrap around his length, sucking him dry. Hinata’s jet-black hair laid spread across his chest and Naruto had to fight the urge to pull the silky strands in his fist.
Oh fuck! Was Naruto a sadist?
“Dammit Hinata, just say it.” Naruto growled sexily in her ear before chewing firmly on the lobe. “Tell me what I wanna hear.” His bandaged hand freed her breasts and joined its twin in the apex of his wife’s thighs. Naruto charged his right hand with Kurama’s chakra and speedily rotated her nub between his thumb and forefinger as he increased the pistons of his left hand in her sopping hole. “Mmm, shit Hinata!” the Hokage continued to thrust his dick in the soft crease of Hinata’s ass and he bit hard on her shoulder to keep from screaming out. “God, why do you do this to me, y’know?” his words were muffled against her skin. “Why do you make me feel this way?”
Hinata’s body trembled, coming close to the verge of convulsing. Never before did her husband speak to her a depraved manner during their intimate moments. Hinata was at a loss at what’s come over Naruto. Nevertheless his touches, crude words and his stiff length rubbing furiously against her backside made the First Lady quake with yearning—no matter how hard she tried to rebuff it.
Opening her eyes to look at the ceiling, Hinata’s lavender gaze caused her breath to lodge in her throat and her red face darkened burgundy. In the reflection of the mirror, her eyes met her husband’s, but she barely recognized him. Naruto’s once bright blue irises were now a deep blue-black with desire. His blond brows furrowed in deep concentration and his lips were separated in the most salacious grin she’d ever seen. His malevolent smile made her heart drop to her knees. Hinata’s blood turned cold, whether with apprehension or anticipation, she didn’t know but the way her body persistently moved in tune with her husband’s told her the unspoken truth: She was excited.
Hinata was excited for whatever her husband planned for tonight. Gooseflesh prickled her skin and more sweat soaked her bangs. But this excitement to make love to her husband surpassed any eager feelings to feel him deep inside her in the past. No. Tonight there was a clairvoyant understanding between the newlyweds—Naruto wanted to govern their lovemaking. Naruto wanted to break her down and build her up again; he absolutely wanted to turn her out. There was only one question on the First Lady’s mind: Was she willing to acquiesce?
“If you don’t say it, I’m gonna stop.” Naruto’s gruff voice released Hinata from her mental turmoil. She didn’t want him to stop. His fingers assaulting her nether region, adding the Fox’s chakra to stimulate her made her toes curl against the bed and her thighs spasm responsively. Her juices dripped from his hands, flowing freely from her body to puddle underneath their bodies and stain the bed sheet.
Naruto’s dick pumped faster, harder against her ass and Hinata’s lips parted wide to cry out, “No Naruto—I mean, Lord Hokage! Don’t stop! I-I’m close… so close!”
Got her! Naruto triumphantly thought with a naughty, widespread smirk against her neck. Sucking on the delicate flesh, the Seventh Hokage bit down, marking her. This maneuver elicited a deep, guttural groan from the First Lady and he felt her nimble fingers circle around his wrists, keeping his hands in between her thighs.
“Lord Hokage,” Hinata shut her eyes and whispered breathily to her husband, no longer bashful from reciting his title. “I’m almost there. My body’s ready. I’m going to cum.”
Above his body, Naruto felt the shudders and tremors of his wife’s oncoming orgasm. Her sopping, inner walls squeezed his slithering digits to the bone. He sped his fluid movements, incessantly pushing himself against her ass while his fingers attentively drove Hinata to the breaking point. His sac contracted and droplets of pre-cum seeped from the head of his dick, coating the crease of her rear. He wanted to prolong his release; however the feeling of his wife’s lust-induced body and listening to her pants, moans and cries of yearning drove him to the point of no return.
Hinata’s legs thrashed wildly above him and her cries became more urgent. Her nails dug in the flesh of Naruto’s wrists while her hips violently raced upwards, matching the pace of his invading hands. Just a little more, Hinata told herself as she bit her bottom lip, her mind a cloudy haze of lust.
Before she could enjoy the waves of her release, Hinata squeaked in surprise when Naruto flipped their bodies over. She was face-down against the lush pillows of the hotel suite. The Hokage’s heavy body pressed firmly against her back, keeping her rooted against the plush mattress. “Lord Hokage… W-What’s g-going on…” Hinata’s gentle voice trailed off and she bit deeply into the pillow when her orgasm overwhelmed her entire body.
Naruto’s hands were relentless—fondling, tweaking, twisting and digging. The First Lady’s nectar coated his palms and soaked his bandages. Her intimate fluid felt like liquid gold against his hands and it was better than hitting the lottery. Shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth in concentration, the blond summoned all of his effort to not cum. He wanted to be inside his wife when he did, to fill her belly with life from his loins. However he couldn’t stop the droplets of fluid from his dick oozing from the tip of his length to his wife’s curvaceous ass. Watching the erotic sight ignited something else from deep within him. Witnessing his creamy essence drip from Hinata’s milky skin aggressively stoked the fire of hunger to dominate his reserved and bashful wife.
He burst at that very moment.
Lifting himself from Hinata’s back, Naruto could no longer contain his need for release. With the aid of Kurama’s chakra, he grabbed his length with his bandaged hand and pumped himself with uninhibited recklessness. His strokes were erratic, unrestrained and desperate and if it weren’t for the soothing warmth of Kurama’s chakra, Naruto was sure he would’ve chafed his skin clean away from the veins protruding his dick.
Squirting his seed next to his wife on the sheet, the Seventh Hokage’s drops missed soaking Hinata’s back by mere centimeters. Even after his release, Naruto’s erection refused to dissipate. His dick remained rock-hard, ready for the next round of their sexing.
On his knees above his wife after retreating Kurama’s chakra, Naruto looked down at Hinata and sexily grinned when she crossed her thighs to rub herself against the mattress, grinding out the last remnants of her orgasm. The few drips of his pre-cum still remained on her rear and Naruto used his left hand to rub his liquid into her skin like lotion.
Feeling her husband’s hand massage the rotund flesh of her backside, the First Lady lifted her head from the pillow, curiously looked over her shoulder with lust-darkened eyes and spoke. “Naruto—” Blushing pink at the stern look he gave her, Hinata immediately corrected herself. “I mean, Lord Hokage, what are you doing?”
Giving a luscious, full cheek a firm smack, Naruto answered his wife’s question brusquely. “Minding my own business, y’know?”
“Oooh…” Hinata’s soft voice moaned at the stinging sensation reverberating from her backside. Naruto has never treated her body like this and she was discovering how much she enjoyed his naughty play. Hinata wouldn’t have guessed there was a submissive woman buried deep in the recesses of her soul, but tonight the discovery was made. And with that discovery she knew her husband was going to exploit it with every chance he could. Knowing this made her inner walls constrict responsively and more of her fluid seeped from within her, anticipating on many nights like this in the future.
Clutching the pillow underneath her, the raven-haired beauty replied with a ruby blush, “I-I like that. Do it… again…”
Naruto’s demonic smirk spread widely, stretching his face with extreme perversion. “Feh,” he snorted, refusing his wife’s request. “Hinata,” he scolded. “By now you should know how to address me appropriately. I won’t do anything until you speak to me properly.” His nails dug in the globular flesh of her ass and Hinata unashamedly cried out at the action.
“Lord Hokage,” she breathed heavily as tears of pleasure misted her eyes. “Again! Spank me again!”
He acquiesced to his wife’s naughty request, reveling in the way her soft voice demanded such a wicked action from him. Giving her bottom a few more firm smacks, the erotic sounds of Hinata crying out drove him completely insane with need. Naruto’s blue gaze focused on his handiwork: her ass cheeks red from his smacks—a stark contrast against her translucent skin—and the nail bites in her rear from his digging fingers. Hinata’s body never looked more alluring to him than right at this moment.
Without warning, Naruto grabbed Hinata’s hips and raised the bottom half of her body in the air, fully exposing her bottom half to him. Leaning forward, his arousal-cobalt eyes studied the peach lips of her womanhood. The soft, fleshy petals glistened with her honey, tempting the Hokage to devour them with all the hunger he felt deep in his core.
Growling throatily, sexily, erotically, Naruto licked his lips and gave the First Lady’s pink slit a leisurely, tantalizing lick.
Balancing the upper half of her body on her arms, Hinata tossed her head back and screamed to the heavens. “Lord Hokage! Yes! Lick me!” Gone were any inhibitions and reservations she felt earlier when he demanded to be called by his title. Hinata no longer cared; her shyness disappeared with each flick of her husband’s tongue against her swollen nub.
When Naruto inserted his finger inside his wife, Hinata thrust backwards, pushing herself to match the pace of his prodding digit. The delicious mix of her husband’s tongue and lips suckling her delicate clit and his finger invading inside her snapped her internal coils of desire.
Gripping the pillow harder, Hinata brazenly requested, “Let me taste you! I wanna taste you too, Lord Hokage!”
Not relenting on his oral assault on her orifice, Naruto was more than happy to oblige with her request. Removing his hands from her body, the Seventh Hokage brought them together to form his world-famous hand sign. “Shadow Clone jutsu,” he whispered against his wife’s core.
Feeling Naruto’s warm, humid breath against her folds, Hinata didn’t have time to register what he said before she looked up at her husband wearing his Hokage robe, standing in front of the bed and stroking his thick length in his left palm. But how could that be? She still felt his tongue and finger probing her center deeply and erotically. Naruto can’t be in two places at one time!
“N-Naruto…?” The First Lady meekly asked before realization hit her tenfold.
No matter how many times she witnessed it, Hinata continuously marveled at her husband’s indefatigable stamina. How he managed to make love to her throughout the night, cum multiple times, make her cum endlessly, work her body over again and have enough energy to summon a Shadow Clone will remain a mystery. The First Lady was already spent, her energy depleted from their never-ending night of passion. It was only her immense desire, her intense arousal that kept her from passing out.
“Heh, you said you wanna taste me, right Hinata?” the Clone asked in a devious, amusing voice. Climbing on the bed, the Clone lifted Hinata’s head to position himself between her face and the headboard. Clutching himself in his right hand, the Clone grabbed the back of his wife’s neck with his left hand and pulled her face forward near his hardened dick. “So taste me. And it’s Lord Hokage,” he reminded her firmly. “If you forget again I’m gonna have to punish you.”
Hinata could’ve sworn her heart stop beating altogether. For the second time that night gooseflesh pricked her skin, this time from nervousness. Having two Narutos at once? It was unheard of! But Hinata knew she couldn’t voice her irresolute concerns. That wasn’t part of the game. She willingly became the obedient lover to her dominating husband, even if her husband equivocally took her request out of context… sort of.
I’ll do my best, she mentally encouraged herself. Pearlescent, lavender eyes perused over the Clone’s lower anatomy. She studied the blond coils surrounding his length. His girth alone made her salivate with anticipation. The Clone’s veins bulged from the impressive length and more pre-cum oozed from the tip.
Licking her lips slowly, carefully, Hinata locked her gaze with the Clone’s and surrounded the head with her lips. Keeping her body balanced with one arm, she used the other to circle her hand around the base, squeezing and pumping him just as excruciatingly slow as her mouth worked over him, tasting him.
Resting both of his hands behind the onyx-haired beauty’s head, the Clone closed his eyes, tossed his head back and moaned. “Fuck Hinata! It feels good, but you gonna do me faster, y’know? Suck me tighter.”
Involuntarily her hips pushed against her husband’s face, receiving more of his oral fucking. Despite how Naruto was making her feel with his thick, wet tongue and fingers between her thighs, it took everything inside the First Lady to remain calm, steady, she wanted to control the way the Clone felt right now. The chains of submissiveness snapped within Hinata as a new wave of determination engulfed her.
Just as slowly, carefully Hinata pulled her lips from the Clone’s hardness and she looked up at him with bedroom eyes nearly hidden behind her lids. Smiling seductively, she mentally cheered when she noticed the Clone’s Adam’s apple bob rapidly in his throat. He anticipated on her next move, but remained silent to hear what she had to say.
“No matter what I do or how I make you feel…” she husked at the Hokage’s Clone and squeaked when she felt her husband push three fingers inside her, his tongue never relenting on its assault on her clit. “Mmm… ohh…” she passionately moaned aloud while Naruto continued to eat her out. “I need you to… remain still. Don’t move.”
Before the Clone could digest what his mate said, he felt the tip of his dick tickle the back of Hinata’s throat. Briefly ignoring her command, the Clone relaxed his back against the headboard and tossed his head in the air, closing his eyes at his wife deep-throating him.
Hinata relaxed her throat muscles to receive every inch of the Clone’s impressive length. She continuously pushed her head forward, not stopping until his blond curls touched the tip of her nose and he was lodged deep in the confines of her warm throat. Balancing herself on both of her hands, the First Lady hummed a melody, knowing the vibrations created from her throat would stimulate the Clone, pleasuring him.
Gingerly moving her head back and forth, Hinata swirled her tongue around the shaft, massaging the protruding veins bulging from his length. She continued to hum, squeezing her cheeks together to constrict her hold on him and bobbing her head in a rhythmic fashion that’ll surely bring him closer to climax.
The Clone took this time to concentrate on remaining still; a salacious idea entered his mind and he figured out how to take control of his wife again. Enjoying the feel of his wife’s hot, wet mouth surrounding him, the Clone concentrated on gathering as much energy from the atmosphere. Operation: Sage Mode was underway.
Naruto read his Clone’s thoughts and smirked against the apex of Hinata’s thighs. He swallowed as much of her delectable, natural honey as he could while finger-fucking her hole. Hinata’s thighs continued to shake, ready for another orgasmic spurt, but her resolve to orally pleasure his Clone succeeded any desire to cum. She wanted to prove she could control him as much as he could control her.
The Clone’s dick twitched in her mouth and she knew he was close to orgasm. The salty drops of his fluid on her tongue indicated that much and it only heightened her resolve to orally pleasure him. The First Lady looked up when she felt his hands grab her head, forcefully pushing her face against his stiff rod. It took everything in her to keep from choking, not because of the Clone’s intense thrusting, but because of the Clone’s changed appearance.
The Clone’s eyes were surrounded by a deep shade of red. His irises changed from deep blue to gold and his once-round pupils how lay horizontally. Hinata swallowed thickly when realization hit her: her husband’s Clone entered Sage Mode. The course of their lovemaking would undoubtedly change from this point forward.
In a dangerously low voice the Clone husked, “I’m close Hinata. Finish me off.”
Pulling her mouth away from the Clone’s length with a gentle sounding pop, the jet-black-haired beauty began to protest. “B-But I… How can I handle you in Sage Mode?” she panted. I can barely handle Naruto loving me with his mouth right now, she told herself as her thighs trapped her husband’s face in between them.
Smoothing her silky hair from her face, the Clone smirked deviously, “Don’t worry, Hinata. Trust me.” The Clone shoved himself back inside her mouth and fisted the satin strands of her hair.
The First Lady gripped the Clone’s hips, keeping her body leveled while he fucked her languorously, but ceaselessly in her throat. It was crucial the Clone orally loved his wife carefully while strengthened with Sage chakra. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt Hinata in the midst of their passion because he couldn’t control his strength. So the Clone kept his thrusts slow, lethargic but steady enough so she could feel every pulsating motion of his throbbing cock inside her mouth.
Mimicking swallowing motions with her mouth to keep the Clone satisfied, Hinata reached underneath him to fondle and caress his sac, increasing his need to cum. His dick continued to tremor in her warm mouth, and drips of his fluid landed on her tongue. Hinata consumed every bit of his creamy essence, savoring the Clone’s natural taste.
Having every intention to ejaculate inside his raven-haired wife, the Clone changed his plan and suddenly pulled out of Hinata. He smirked down at her when she curiously looked up at him, ready to fill her belly with every drop of his seed. The Clone cupped her chin with his left hand and lifted her head so their eyes could meet.
“I don’t wanna cum in there,” he told her as he pointed to her lips with his bandaged hand. Smoothing his left hand down her face and past her shoulders, the Clone fondled her breasts, teasing her hard nipples with his palm. Reaching underneath her plentiful flesh, he used his arm to lift her heavy, large breasts. The Clone clutched himself with his right hand and squirted his essence on her massive globes, covering her milky skin with his own natural milk and a wicked smile on his face.
Hinata’s cheeks reddened at the Clone’s lascivious action, and yet she realized she enjoyed feeling the warm drops of his fluid dot her skin like warm stones. “Ohh! Na-ru-tooo!” The First Lady collapsed forward, her head landing solidly on the pillow again as her body trembled, quavered and shook when another orgasm possessed her. Behind her Naruto devoured her like a steaming hot bowl of ramen: licking, slurping, ravenously swallowing everything she had to offer.
Hinata’s nails scraped the bed sheets, the Clone kneeling above her now forgotten as the only thing she focused on was Naruto’s firm tongue pressing against her, licking her core dry. She wiggled her ass backwards against his face, pushing herself against the thrusts of his fingers brutally assaulting deep inside her.
The Clone shook the last remains of his seed in his wife’s onyx hair, the driblets appearing like bright stars contrasting in a midnight sky. Smirking at his handiwork, the Clone looked at Naruto with nefarious, golden eyes and maliciously asked, “So? How’d I do?”
Not bothering with a reply, Naruto dispelled the jutsu, making his Clone disappear in a white cloud of smoke. In doing so his body entered Sage Mode. Along with his strength, his arousal, his hungry need to join his wife intimately increased by eons. The experience, the memories the Clone just endured from Hinata burned in Naruto’s brain, and the sensation of the Clone’s orgasm and the way he handled Hinata’s body nearly made him spurt right then.
Licking her essence from his lips and ignoring her slip-up when she called out his name, Naruto lifted his head and wiped his lips with the back of his left hand. “Brace yourself against the headboard, Hinata,” he throatily warned his wife. “This is gonna be rough, hard and fast. I can barely contain myself.”
Hinata felt her husband grip her rear, deeply plowing his fingers in her flesh, undoubtedly leaving bruising handprints against her skin. Taking heed to his warning, the First Lady cautiously held tightly to the wooden headboard. Arching her back so her ass remained high in the air she whispered, “I’m ready, Naruto. Take me.”
Their game now forgotten, the Seventh Hokage only focused on one task—to deliver both he and his wife the ultimate climax. In a swift move, Naruto easily slid inside of Hinata’s wet warmth, coating his dick with her slippery essence.
“AHHHHH!” Hinata tossed her head back and cried against the headboard. The simple thrust of her husband’s hips forced her inner muscles to clamp down on his length, suffocating him in a deathly vice-grip. It felt better than their first time. Naruto’s body completed her; their joined bodies truly became one.
His wife was tight, insufferably snug, and even more so with his body’s power enhanced by Sage chakra. In this state he was able to take down a Rinnegan bearer, so he knew the risks of hurting his wife. One false move could kill her. And he also knew with every stroke, every push of his hips, Hinata would feel the friction inside her tenfold.
Pausing momentarily, Naruto allowed the First Lady to adjust to his strength as he clenched his teeth, resisting temptation to pump relentlessly inside her dewy cavity.
Keeping his hands firmly pressed against her backside, Naruto looked down with his golden eyes and smirked. Hinata tentatively pushed against him, her ass lightly slapping against his hips as she controlled the pacing of their lovemaking. It was better this way, he mused. To allow his wife to dictate their coupling. He was afraid if he took the reins and fucked her the way he wanted to, he would surely kill her.
Laying her palms flat against the headboard, Hinata used the wooden surface as leverage to keep her body sturdy as she rode her husband in their doggy-style position. So far Naruto hasn’t moved since he initially entered her and she was grateful for his kindness. Witnessing his extreme power firsthand on the battlefield while he was in Sage Mode, the raven-haired beauty knew Naruto was a force to be reckoned with. Utilizing his Sage power in the bedroom could easily split her in half.
Rotating her hips in a corkscrew-like manner, Hinata relinquished her hold from the headboard and collapsed her upper body on the pillows. Turning her head sideways, she cradled the pillow and continued to gyrate her hips, using her Kegel muscles to crush her husband embedded deep inside her. “Mmm, N-Naruto… this feels so good…”
Tell me about it, y’know? Naruto mentally agreed with his wife. With each push, every thrust of her hips, the deep muscle massage surrounding his dick; the Hokage felt his power slipping. Gradually his Sage energy was dispersing and he was grateful. As more of his Sage chakra dissipated, the more Naruto could only think about how he would take his wife and ruin her.
With an aggressive push of her hips, Naruto choked on air when Hinata stilled, only using her inner walls to milk his length. In that instant all of the Sage’s chakra disappeared and a feral grin stretched his face. Gold eyes returned to blue and his pupils rounded again. No words of warning spilled from his lips; the blond pulled himself out of his mate, the head of his length circling her entrance.
Vehemently he sheathed himself back inside her again, causing Hinata to scream in the air for the umpteenth time that night. “Oh my God!”
“That’s right,” Naruto conceitedly boasted, ruthless in his intense, fanatical sexing. Using his bandaged hand, he crudely pulled on the strands of Hinata’s hair, forcing her head to jerk back. Giving her ass heavy slaps with his left hand, Naruto knew he was close to release. And judging by the way his wife’s inner walls quivered around him, she was close as well.
Looking down at their joined bodies, Naruto swallowed the guttural groan at the intoxicating sight. The slapping sounds of their bodies echoed from the hotel room’s walls and Naruto was hypnotized at the way his dick violently slid in and out of Hinata. Her peach nether lips surrounded his hardness, similar to the way her mouth worked over his Clone. Her clear fluid dripped from her hole, splaying on the bed sheet joining the other passion puddles they created. And her buttocks wiggled each time their bodies connected, the flesh resembling the waves of a stormy ocean that he was more than happy to ride out.
“Dammit Hinata!” Naruto howled into the air, increasing his thrusts, stabbing his wife with everything he had. He spanked her backside viciously, painfully pumping himself inside her with all the strength he had. Her inner warmth coated his length like warm butter on steaming bread.
“Yes Naruto!” Hinata squealed in the air. “Lord Hokage! Mmm! Just like that! I’m gonna cum!” She tried matching Naruto’s intermittent thrusts with her own but it was fruitless. The Seventh Hokage’s movements were unpredictable, his rhythm uneven and fitful. Naruto was carelessly banging Hinata with abandon and the First Lady’s body trembled again as she felt another climax take over.
His body twitched viciously; spasmodic, erratic bursts signaled his oncoming orgasm. As bad as he needed release, Naruto refused to cum before his wife. Releasing her hair, the blond snaked his hand around Hinata’s thigh to play with her delicate nub. He rubbed furiously, savagely massaging his lover until she writhed and buried her head in the pillow, crumpling fully on the mattress like a rag doll, thus separating their joined bodies. She came again and she was spent, sexually fulfilled in ways unimaginable, and her body uncontrollably shivering.
“Oh shit! I can’t hold it anymore!”
Grabbing his length with his right hand, Naruto didn’t care if he would be chafed in the morning. He stroked himself rapidly until his sac constricted, indicating his release. With a final pump the Hokage expelled his seed all over his wife. Thick, white droplets landed haphazardly in her jet-black hair, her creamy back, her voluptuous ass and fleshy, upper thighs. Hinata loved feeling every bit of his warm drops touch her blazing, sweaty skin. The drips felt like liquid massages on her flesh and she relished in her husband’s seed coating her like raindrops on spring flowers.
However it seemed Naruto couldn’t stop ejecting his seed. More of his natural milk continued to seep from within him flowing over his wife. Lowering his body towards hers, he lifted her hips slightly and released the last bits of his essence against her womanhood, smothering her mound like hot fudge on an ice cream cone. Oh how he yearned to be buried to the hilt inside of her so he could fill her womb, but his length returned to its flaccid state, making penetration impossible.
Collapsing heavily on top of Hinata’s sweaty, sticky back, Naruto’s tired muscles anchored his wife to the bed. He breathed heavily, his lungs taking in as much air as possible to regain his strength. Smoothing his hands down her sides, the Seventh Hokage leaned against her neck and breathed, “Hinata you’re amazing, y’know? That was the greatest.”
Too tired to reply, the First Lady’s head rested on the pillow, enjoying the feel of Naruto’s rhythmical heartbeat against her back. She allowed the feeling of his feather-light neck kisses to lull her to sleep.

About a half hour later, the newlywed couple woke from their post-coital slumber. Sometime during her nap, Hinata mused Naruto must’ve switch their positions because she now lay on top of him and his Hokage robe covered their bodies like a makeshift blanket. Stretching her body, Hinata traced lazy patterns against her husband’s chest. “That was wonderful Naruto,” she rasped, her voice nearly gone from the endless screaming throughout the night. She lay sprawled over his torso, their legs locked in an intimate embrace and their racing heartbeats returned to normal. “We should have more nights like this.”
Lifting his head from the pillow, Naruto looked down at his wife, surprised by her comment. “Heh, you don’t say, hmm?” Grinning as he imagined more nights like the one they shared, he fisted her raven strands and brought them to his nose, inhaling her sweet aroma. “I agree. Tonight was wild!”
Placing gentle butterfly kisses along his neck and shoulder the First Lady stated, “You don’t have to be so gentle with me all the time, Naruto. My body can take it. I like…” trailing off, Hinata closed her eyes as a blush heated her face from what she was about to admit.
A blond brow inquiringly lifted and Naruto encouraged Hinata to continue. “Tell me. What did you like?”
Reaching underneath him, Hinata clutched Naruto’s shoulders for support before admitting, “I like… I like how rough you were with me.”
Relaxing his head on the pillow again, Naruto looked at the mirror in the ceiling and laughed at his wife. Feeling her chakra rise with anger, the Seventh Hokage quickly assured his wife he didn’t mean anything from his laughter. “You’re so cute when you blush. I love it.”
“And I love you, Lord Hokage.”
“Heh, heh… C’mere!” Pulling her body flush against his, Naruto cupped Hinata’s cheek and pulled her forward for an alluring kiss that revealed all the love he had for her. Pulling their faces apart he said, “Thank you for loving me, Mrs. Uzumaki.” A worried expression creased his features and immediately his hands smoothed tenderly over the roundness of her backside. “I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?”
Chuckling humorously against his lips, the First Lady confessed, “I-I don’t think I’ll be able to sit down for an entire week.” Laying her head against his neck, she continued. “I’m still a little sore back there.”
Naruto uncaringly guffawed at his wife’s admittance and gave both of her ass cheeks a loving squeeze. “Aw you’ll be alright,” he spoke in that happy-go-lucky tone that made her heart pitter-patter against her ribcage. “I promise to take good care of you. And you know I can use Kurama’s chakra to heal you in a jif, y’know?”
Lifting her head from his neck, Hinata looked into her husband’s eyes and spoke. “Naruto, I—”
Cutting off her words, the Hokage gave his wife another intense, passionate, loving kiss. Separating their lips he husked, “I love you, Hinata. Believe it.” Lacing their fingers together, Naruto kissed the knuckles of Hinata’s left hand, his lips pressed against the solid gold band on her finger.
Tears of joy threatened to spill from her lids, however Hinata blinked them away. “And I love you Lord Hok—” grinning cutely at her mate, she corrected herself. “I mean, I love you too, Naruto.”
Switching the position of their bodies so her back lay against the mattress, Naruto hooked Hinata’s legs in his arms and inserted his hardness deep inside her, unhurriedly this time.

This idea came to me when I was discussing the perverted things NH would do in their bedroom in the Naruto Forums NH Fan Club. I pissed off quite a few members with my depraved head-canons. (shrug) I hope you enjoyed it. Maybe I’ll turn this into a series of one-shots featuring Hokage-Naruto and First Lady-Hinata. Who knows?
P.S.: And Hinata wasn’t stuttering in this story because… well… she used to stutter. She was stuttering because of the intense passion her husband made her feel. I hope that was understood.
P.P.S: I hope you enjoyed the edit and it’s to your liking. I’m half asleep writing this and I have to up at 5AM for work.
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