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Demon's Dirty Dreams	By : MathiasBlue Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 77090 -:- Recommendations : 11 -:- Currently Reading : 22
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“Hello” people speaking

‘Hello’ people thinking

“Hello” biiju talking

‘Hello’ biiju thinking

Chapter 3 : Ibara

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Sarutobi observed Kakashi as the other man slowly walked around Naruto's rather upscale apartment, taking in the new Genin's home. Of course that was what Sarutobi let the man think. He knew of Naruto's thieving ways, but he also knew of the boys surprising loyalty to Konoha and him by extension. A fair few civilians in Konoha had suddenly found themselves bereft of a job or outright on their way to prison. As a Shinobi village, Konoha was not against accepting stolen ledgers or other such items as evidence to be used in a trial.

It almost depressed him how many corrupt people found their way into the tower to work for him. Several people who seemed so upstanding in person and on paper were actually complete fraudsters and in a couple of cases, spies for rival villages. It was only Naruto's kleptomaniac tendencies that had brought several of them to light. Sarutobi was oddly proud of the fact that he was the only person to know where Naruto truly felt at home. He would've felt more worry over the maps of the Clan compounds were it not for the fact that they only showed their contents around Naruto.

“So, what do you think?” Sarutobi asked. “What does his apartment tell you?” He pulled his pipe out of a hidden pocket and began to chew on the stem casually. Naruto hated it when he smoked in his apartment.

Kakashi paused and did one last spinning look around the main room of the apartment. He raised an eyebrow at his leader. “I think that the rumors about his sticky fingers might be a little more accurate than most think. I also think they understate the sheer stickiness of said fingers.” Kakashi scooped up a very fancy picture frame holding a picture of Naruto and Iruka. “I also think that given the bareness of his kitchen cupboards and his fridge, that he only really comes here to sleep or to have a front to entertain guests.”

Sarutobi nodded at both made points. There was no point hiding it from Kakashi. The man made a living by looking underneath the underneath. He also checked underneath the underneaths bed to be sure, he was that paranoid. “You'd be right on both accounts. Anything else?”

Recalling his small tour through the apartment, Kakashi shrugged his shoulders. “Given that he doesn't seem to actually live here, about the only other thing I can guess at is he is surprisingly frugal with his money.” He gestured at the picture frame. “Everything else is quite understated, but he occasionally splashes out if he feels it's worth it.” He put the frame down on the sideboard. “Could also say he cherishes his bonds, given that this is probably the most expensive thing in the apartment.”

Once again Sarutobi nodded. “You are correct on both accounts. Naruto is incredibly loyal to those he considers friends, and exceptionally loyal to the village as well.”

Kakashi gave a small smile at the news. He hoped he could become worthy of such loyalty as well. Though he had to ask. “Hokage-sama, why is he allowed to get away with stealing? I mean, you normally have a low tolerance for Shinobi using their skills like this.”

Sarutobi pulled his pipe out of his mouth and returned it to his pocket. Having it in front of him was making him itch to light the damn thing. “You are right on that Kakashi, but Naruto is an odd case. For starters he is very good at what he does, meaning we have no solid evidence that he actually steals from anyone.”

Kakashi looked around the apartment – that was definitely outside of an orphans stipend – and raised an eyebrow at his leader.

“Naruto is apparently a very creative bookkeeper.” Sarutobi responded promptly, chuckling at the look of slight disbelief on Kakashi's face – what could be seen of it anyway. “Yes I know, but apparently Naruto is quite the adept bugger when it comes to finding legal loopholes that save him money. I didn't even know about a quarter of the laws he used to defend his ability to live here, and when I checked they were all very much correct.” Sarutobi lifted two fingers at Kakashi. “Reason number two. When he found something that pointed to a member of my staff in the tower being corrupt or a spy, he put his freedom at risk by informing me directly about it. He had no way of knowing that I wouldn't immediately have him locked away for his methods of gaining said information, but his loyalty to Konoha made him act. Since the first time, Naruto now keeps an eye out for anything that implicates another person in dealing with foreign powers or simply skimming from the treasury for their greed.”

Kakashi felt the smile beneath his mask grow. He was glad to hear that his Sensei's son was willing to risk himself for the good of Konoha. “I'm guessing there is a third reason as well, Hokage-sama?”

A positively malevolent smile crossed the Hokage's ancient face. “Well, given how they treated him when he was younger, I cant exactly bring myself to care that their precious clock got stolen or some such nonsense. After all Naruto is a Jinchūriki, and it is in everyone's interest to make sure he is happy.” Sarutobi brushed an imaginary speck of dust of his robes. “And if indulging in kleptomania keeps the boy imprisoning the Kyuubi happy, well nobody is truly being hurt, hm?”

Kakashi chuckled at his leader's reasoning. “I'm sure the council would agree with you completely Hokage-sama.”

Sarutobi's smile became distinctly more amused. “Ah yes, I'm sure they would too, Kakashi. After all, as their Hokage it is my duty to make the hard calls for the good of the village.” The smile on his face left abruptly as he gave Kakashi a more serious look. “So you've seen how all three of them live, and you've studied their profiles. Do you think you can make them strong?”

Kakashi grimaced. “Naruto and Sakura, I'm confident I can improve. It's Sasuke who worries me.” He shrugged helplessly. “To be honest, I think the kid needs to go to some damn therapy sessions. He can become strong under my tutelage, I'm sure. It's making him wise enough on how to use said strength that I'm not sure of.”

Sarutobi sighed and patted the other man on the shoulder. “You can only try Kakashi. You can only try.”

With that, both of them walked out of Naruto's apartment. One of them was silently lamenting that he would have to return to his paperwork so soon. The other was wondering how he would go about asking a certain blonde how in the hell had he managed to steal his Icha-Icha.

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Naruto was wearing his Hitaite on his forehead proudly.

The very next day would be the day everyone came back to the Academy in order to be assigned to their Genin teams. Knowing that he would be vindicated for his possession of a Hitaite the next day, Naruto saw no need to hide his graduation from anyone.

The fact that it seemed to piss off near every civilian he walked past and therefore gave him a case of the warm fuzzies had nothing to do with it. Really.

However the reason for he was out and about that day were dampening his spirits considerably. The night before he had been in the process of liberating several items from the safe of a rather wealth merchant. The old man had two sons but his wife had long since passed away, and given that the majority of his wealth was ensconced in the Konoha bank Naruto knew that he would be on the hunt for trinkets and jewels.

It had only been when he was upstairs in the mans study that he found out he had a safe in his room...directly under his bed. In a moment of hubris he had decided not to use his smoke to ensure the man would remain asleep as he carefully began to crack the safe. The moment the safe had clicked open, the man had awoken with a snort. Naruto had rolled to the opposite side of the bed in a panic, and had clung to the side of the opulent bed frame, using the large sheets and the merchants own weight to anchor himself there and hide. As he did this the man had peered under his bed suspiciously and then pulled his head back up to settle into sleep. When he saw the man bring his head back up, Naruto had let go, his short fall thankfully muffled through a combination of skill and thick carpet.

He had laid there for several minutes with a pounding heart before the man finally fell back to sleep. His black smoke could have briefly made the man a little more susceptible to ignoring his surroundings but he still would have cried out if he saw a darkly-clad man fiddling with his safe. When he had finally fallen back to sleep, he had immediately removed the danger with his black smoke before he began to ruminate darkly on the sheer idiocy he had displayed. It was one thing to be confident in his skills but what he had shown was foolish arrogance that would have forced the law of the village to act against him.

After a few minutes of lambasting his own intelligence, Naruto had rolled back under the bed and pried open the safe that nearly got him caught. What he found had been a virtual treasure trove of various shiny objects, including various bejeweled items from teapots to knives. But one of the rings burning a hole in his pocket, had nearly led to Naruto smothering the merchant in his bed.

It was a simply band with small patterns in the metal. It was seemingly made of chakra-metal, something that made the ring more valuable than diamonds despite its simplistic design. However it was what was on the inside that had Naruto walking toward the Academy that day. A simple message that nearly led to Naruto committing cold-blooded murder.

Forever yours ~ Umino Kōzō.

It was from the looks of it a wedding ring, made with a Kunoichi in mind. Understated, durable, and able to be used in concert with chakra for deadly attacks. The only Umino he knew in Konoha was Iruka. So he had checked the memorial stone that same night, to discover that Umino Kōzō was indeed on there as a Shinobi of Konoha, part of the large block that had been added because of the Kyuubi. Asking around earlier that morning had confirmed that Kōzō was indeed Iruka's father.

And that fat merchant bastard had the ring that Kōzō had given to his wife.

Naruto was a thief and he sometimes stole things that held sentimental value. But he never stole from the dead – he never stole the things people had to remember them by. That ring had been taken from Iruka's mother, likely after she had been killed by the Kyuubi and as such belonged with her son. Not some greedy bastard who already had enough to his name.

Despite the sheer value the ring held, it was nothing compared to how much Iruka would value it as a reminder of his parents.

Unfortunately for Iruka, Naruto wearing his Hitaite had sent a headache his way.

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“What the hell do you mean Kasumi can't try again?! The demon-brat evidently did!”

Iruka rubbed his temples in an attempt to soothe his growing headache. To his disappointment, the steady throb in his head continued despite his ministrations. Without looking up from his desk, Iruka answered the woman's tirade calmly. “Kasumi cannot take the test again because she did not display an adequate skill in Taijutsu – something that takes a long time to learn to an acceptable level. Naruto,” he made sure to emphasize his name, “only failed because of the Bunshin no Jutsu, which he rectified later that very night.”

This always happened after graduation rolled around – an angry parent comes to the Academy and questions loudly and belligerently why their child was not good enough for Konoha. Normally they couldn't say anything other than their child was definitely good enough as an attempt to entreaty him for a retest but this year was different. Because of the attention to him because of his status as a Jinchūriki, people noticed that Naruto was wearing a Hitaite despite having not walked out of the Academy with one. Thus he had many more parents appear to argue their child's case than he had in any previous years. The woman in front of him was arguing the case of her younger daughter who had failed trying to graduate early.

The woman in front of him was the seventh that week. Mayaka Ibara was a woman who he would have considered pretty were it not for the scowl that marred her face. Slender and tall, Ibara wore a thick headband about her forehead, with her brunette falling to her shoulders with two short side-bangs escaping the headband. She wore a simple teal top over which she wore a vest and a skirt the same color as her top.

“She could have simply had a bad day!” the Mother argued as she leaned against his desk with narrowed eyes. “Why does she not get the chance when he did?”

Fed up with having to do this again, Iruka didn't bother to answer her question. “I'm sorry Ibara-san but you won't change my mind. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get the last of my paperwork in order.”

The woman was just puffing up for another tirade when his salvation arrived in the form of Naruto. Ibara took one look at the teenager and suddenly her face became coldly disdaining. She turned to Iruka and bowed to him politely before walking past Naruto with a curl of disgust on her lips as she saw him looking up at her with a look of unrepentant amusement on his face.

Naruto watched the woman walk out of his door before turning to Iruka with a smirk on his face. “Why Sensei did I just interrupt a lover's spat?” he poked at Iruka. The scar-faced Chuunin became bright red as he spluttered for a moment before pinching his nose with a sigh.

“No Naruto, that was Ibara-san and she was trying to convince me to let her daughter try the exam again. She refuses to accept that her daughter is anything less than perfect in Taijutsu” Iruka said. “Now what brings you here? I thought you were quite happy that you'd never have to set foot here as a student again.”

Naruto shot a look over his shoulder at the now closed door. “Seriously? Isn't that lady the butcher's wife? What the hell does she know about Taijutsu?” Seeing the impatient look on Iruka's face, Naruto realized the man wasn't in the mood to wait around. “OK, OK, well I came here today because I may have, perhaps found something you might like while I indulged in my hobby-”

“You mean unrepentant larceny.” Iruka interrupted still deadpan.

“- as any healthy individual does so as to avoid stress.” Naruto cheerfully ignored him. Before he continued however, he grew slightly hesitant. “Um Sensei, was your Father's name Kōzō by any chance?” It was best to be sure, before he potentially dug up old wounds for no reason.

Confused, Iruka scratched his scar and nodded his head. “Yeah that was my Father's name. Why, where are you going with this Naruto?” Iruka was getting a little worried. Naruto was very rarely hesitant in doing anything. He watched curiously as his former student sighed and began to rummage around in one of his many belt pouches, before pulling out an object wrapped in tissue paper.

“Well, when I was indulging my hobby-” “Larceny.” Again Iruka was ignored. “I may have found something that should go to you.” With that said, Naruto unwrapped the tissue paper and offered the now revealed ring to his Sensei.

Iruka stared at it in incomprehension for a few moments before he slowly reached out and took the ring in trembling fingers. Looking inside, a tremulous smile crossed the man's face as he took in the message from his Father to his Mother. “This is my Mother's ring.” he announced still slightly disbelieving. “How did you-?” Iruka gave his favorite student a look filled with gratitude.

Upon seeing that look directed at him, Naruto looked aside with a cough and a sheepish scratch of his cheek. “Well, like I said, I may have spotted it while I was indulging my hobby.”

Nodding with understanding, Iruka looked back down at the ring and the memories it evoked. “Thank you Naruto.” The man chuckled as he wiped at his eyes. “Sorry, I never thought I'd see this thing again, I thought it was lost during the Kyuubi attack.” His eyes grew slightly distant as he recalled every pattern on the rings surface.

Seeing that Iruka was getting lost in his memories, Naruto simply patted his Sensei on the shoulder before jabbing a thumb to the door. “I'll leave you to your recollections Sensei, I've gotta get ready for tomorrow anyhow.” Seeing Iruka's absent nod, Naruto walked out of his old classroom and shut the door behind him with a sigh. OK that was a little more uncomfortable than he thought it would be.

Shaking his head with a sigh, Naruto began to make his way from the Academy when a familiar voice side-tracked him.

“That Sensei is showing blatant favoritism to the demon-brat! Why is it that he can test twice but my daughter can't?!”

Scowling, Naruto stalked towards the door still slightly open and leaned against the wall by it as he listened in.

The tired voice of the Principal of the Academy answered. “I can't say anything about any supposed favoritism that you may think exists Ibara-san. But in the end I have to agree with Iruka's assessment in regards to your Daughter's Taijutsu abilities.”

“But I've seen her practicing them!” Ibara protested. “She really is very good!”

A sigh seemed to echo through the room after her outburst. “It may seem that way to you Ibara-san, but as an experienced Shinobi, Iruka's opinion holds more weight.” More silence. “Look at it this way Ibara-san, in the end your Daughter tried to graduate a year early and only her Taijutsu held her back. With a whole year of extra practice in it, she could potentially be the Kunoichi of the Year for her graduating group.”

Naruto strained his ears in the ensuing silence. This bitch thought the only reason he'd passed was because Iruka had a soft-spot for him? For Kami's sake the scar-faced Chuunin was the one to fail him in the first place.

“I suppose so.” the woman's voice grumbled resignedly. “But I still want this Iruka-sensei looked into! He tells people that he teaches all of the children without bias, yet the one he's been seen eating meals with gets an extra chance to pass but nobody else does? That's just not fair.”

“I promise I will look into your accusations Ibara-san.” The principal said with exasperation that Ibara didn't seem to catch. “Now if you'll please my dear, I have to sort out the budget for the next Academy year.”

Hearing the dismissal Naruto stalked away from the door, his good mood distinctly soured. That harpy of a woman thought that Iruka was an unfair Sensei? More than that she seemed to think it was his presence that had corrupted the man. He'd heard stupider things out of some of the drunks that stumbled around the streets at night. Flexing his hands slightly in their fingerless gloves, Naruto realized that he probably wouldn't have an early nights sleep like he'd planned that night.

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Naruto eyed the lock in front of him with a distinctly unimpressed air. The damn thing wouldn't even keep out a drunk Academy student, let alone someone who indulged in the trade of requisitioning items from their lawful owners. For Kami's sake he could probably do it one handed. At that thought he recalled his nearly being caught by the merchant the other day. Sighing, Naruto created a clone to act as a lookout as he knelt in front of the door. Best to be humble and sure, rather than cocky and in prison.

After a few moments, Naruto heard a click that was nowhere near as satisfying as usual due to the poor lock, before letting himself in.

He had recalled the butcher who he believed was married to Ibara and had followed the man home that evening. Peering through the front room window, he had seen her moving around in the kitchen, confirming that this house was indeed her home. Looking around, Naruto was unsurprised to see that the home was quite modest, and had few knick-knacks to draw his eye. However instead of disappointment, Naruto simply moved upstairs. He had stolen plenty from the merchant the night before, enough that he could be quite a bit less frugal than usual for a few months. No he was going to take something personal as a message, a favored necklace or something. Maybe write something one her with the permanent ink marker he just so happened to have. He only brought it along on a whim. Honestly.

Pausing at the landing of the stairs, Naruto closed his eyes and concentrated as he expelled a larger amount of smoke than usual. It split off into four different streams, that each ventured under one of the four different doors. One stream quickly returned, meaning it was likely an upstairs bathroom or closet or some such, while the other three didn't. Cracking open each door, Naruto spotted a vaguely familiar girl from his class in one room, and a younger look-a-like that he could only assume was Kasumi.

Shutting the door, Naruto walked into the main room and spotted the butcher, a great big burly man with a large black mustache and large muscles as well. Peering closely at the shaven-headed man, Naruto clicked his fingers silently as the mans face finally reminded him of something.

“You're the bastard who threatened me with a broken bottle when I was eight.” he muttered while giving the man a disgusted look. Back then the man had hair so he hadn't quite recognized him from afar earlier. Turning to the man's wife, Naruto raised an eyebrow when he saw the woman clad in a white chemise. “You are prettier when your not scowling. Or awake I guess as is your case.” he muttered as he walked to her side of the bed. Sitting beside the motionless woman, Naruto began to root through her nightstands drawers, looking for something interesting.

Opening the first drawer, Naruto casually rifled through the various odds and ends, only to discover it was mostly a few bottles of perfume and other self-beautifying items. Checking the second, Naruto helped himself to a couple of pairs of ear rings that looked expensive and a single bracelet. The third and final drawer was what caught his interest though. Already slightly cracked open, Naruto looked back at the woman who was sleeping with an arm behind her head and the other on her belly before sliding it open.

There were a couple of papers, but it was clear to see that there was something a fair bit larger beneath them. Pulling it out, Naruto stared curiously at the white shoebox with the black lid. Glancing once more at the woman behind him, Naruto flipped the lid and moved a piece of Styrofoam out of the way. What was inside drew a smirk and a snicker from the, at heart, immature boy.

Pulling out the contents of the box, Naruto flipped a small switch and watched as the seven-inch purple rubber cock's upper portion began to gyrate and vibrate. Flipping it to off, Naruto poked Ibara in the cheek with it. “What, does your dear insane hubby not do it for you?” he mocked her. Suddenly, Naruto tensed up for a second as for the second time that night, a face jogged a memory. Gritting his teeth, Naruto tightened his grip on the dildo. “You're one of those bitches who decided to kick a kid while he was feeling down.” he snarled as he recalled the woman in front of him telling a friend how glad she was he failed.

Running an eye over her body, Naruto felt his cock twitch to life in his pants as he took in her surprisingly fit form. While she'd never have the same level of tone that a Kunoichi had, it was clear that she regularly exercised in order to keep her stomach flat and firm. Her breasts weren't large, but they were both larger than a handful, most likely because of giving birth twice. Realizing what he was contemplating, Naruto groaned and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Now that he had, had sex with two very attractive girls, every time he broke into a home there was a constant temptation when he saw a beautiful woman. He had acknowledged that it would be difficult to stop when he first had sex with Hinata. He didn't expect just how hard it would be. Not to mention the fact that the woman actually seemed to be happily married.

Naruto's eyes began to slowly drift towards her breasts once again. If he did that it wouldn't technically be sex. He got to extract an apology of sorts from the woman and she got to keep herself marker-free, so it would be a win-win, right? Looking down at the fake phallus in his hand then, Naruto reasoned that she evidently had no problem with self-pleasure, so what he was about to do would just be...mutual masturbation?

However before he got up to leave, Naruto sighed deeply and ran a hand through his hair. The whole reluctance thing? Naruto was honest enough with himself when there was nobody to see that he knew his reluctance was a result of him trying to feel less like a bastard. The fact that Ibara was married? While he'd been a thief it had been distressingly clear that loyal couples were not as prevalent as he'd believed. Of course there were plenty of them around, they just weren't as many as he'd thought. He'd found many a piece of evidence that showed several wives being showered with expensive gifts from a Shinobi lover, while several husbands suddenly seemed to have unexplained expenses due to a Kunoichi lover.

The unfortunate thing was that with the skills granted to them by chakra and their training, Shinobi simply saw themselves as better than the civilian populace. Oh they'd defend them with their lives, but Shinobi were at their heart mercenaries. They didn't do the work pro bono.

Putting the dildo down on top of the nightstand, Naruto awkwardly left the bedroom and entered the bathroom. Opening the mirror-cabinet above the sink, Naruto scanned through the various bottles before plucking out a bottle. Reading the label, Naruto tore off one of his gloves with his teeth and applied a small dash to his fingers. Rubbing it between his fingers, Naruto replaced his glove and decided that the grapeseed oil would do.

Re-entering the bedroom, Naruto walked over to the nightstand and put the oil down next to the dildo before turning to face Ibara again. Grabbing the duvet that covered her legs and the bottom of her stomach, Naruto carefully pulled them off of the woman, giving her long tanned legs an appreciative look. Gripping the bottom of her chemise, he quickly hiked it up so it was bunched up around her hips revealing a pair plain white cotton panties. Licking his lips, Naruto reached out and began to trace his fingers along the vague outline of Ibara's pussy through her panties, making the insensate woman gasp. While one hand did this, the other reached up and pushed the shoulder-strap of the chemise down and then the top itself, revealing to Naruto's pleasure, a rather perky breast tipped with a light brown nipple.

Kneading and massaging the now bared breast experimentally, Naruto glanced at the sleeping husband wearily as though expecting the burly man to suddenly wake. When he obviously didn't, Naruto studiously ignored the man as he molested his wife. Leaning down Naruto hesitantly wrapped his lips about Ibara's exposed nipple and began to gently suck on it, lathering it with his tongue and all while his hand continued to rub her pussy through her panties.

Feeling moisture start to soak through the panties, Naruto removed his hand from a moment causing the squirming woman to whine. Her whine soon turned into a whimper as Naruto removed his mouth from her breast as well so he could see what his hands were poised to reveal. Gripping her panties, Naruto tugged them down and off her legs, revealing a pussy with lips glistening with moisture and topped with a small triangle of brown curls.

Reaching over to the nightstand, Naruto snatched up the purple dildo and began to teasingly rub the tip over the woman's opening, occasionally nudging her clit with the tip. With every pass the tip of the dildo gained fresh moisture while Ibara began to squirm and shimmy her hips in an attempt to force the dildo into her pussy. Finally feeling that he had teased her enough, he placed the tip against her opening and pressed it in.

Having been a Mother of two, Ibara's pussy did not put up as much resistance as Hinata and Ino's did, but that was not to say she wasn't tight. As the fake phallus slowly sank into her sex, Ibara let out a keening moan as she was steadily filled. Finally when it got to the point that pressing further caused her features to scrunch up in discomfort, Naruto gripped the handle of the dildo and began to push it in and out of her pussy. With every movement a whimper or moan would escape the woman before him as he built up a steady rhythm. With every push inwards he could feel the heat of her core caress his hand and with every pull out her whining moans would make his already uncomfortable pants even more so.

Was this really the woman who he'd seen earlier that day getting so angry with Iruka, with such an ugly expression on her face. He much preferred the one she had on now, a slightly opened mouth as she panted from his ministrations with a slight furrow on her brow as she squirmed from his actions. With every wet noise that escaped her pussy, Naruto could feel himself twitch as he savored it.

Then suddenly and without warning, Ibara tensed up and began to jerk her hips as her honey squirted out to coat his hand. Her face was a brilliant red, and the low lighting of the room made the glistening beads of sweat on her chest incredibly erotic. She moaned long and loud as her orgasm crashed through her body, her shaking nearly making Naruto lose his hold on the tool that he had been using to pleasure her.

When she finally came down from her orgasmic high, still twitching and shuddering, Naruto swapped the hands holding the dildo and wiped his soaked one on the bed sheets. His pants had moved beyond uncomfortable now and felt like a cruel form of self-torture. But there was one last thing he had to do before he could get comfortable. Reaching into one of his many pouches, after a little scavenging, Naruto found what he was looking for.

The tape that many Shinobi used on their clothes was quite handy. It could easily double as emergency first-aid and had a ridiculously strong adhesive on one side. However when chakra was fed through the bandages, the adhesive became useless and was easily removed. He'd seen it being used as makeshift restraints against civilian lawbreakers a couple of times too.

Pushing the dildo as deep as it could go without causing pain, Naruto quickly fastened it in place by taping the sex toy's base and connecting it to her thighs. For the first time since he'd been using the toy on Ibara, Naruto flipped the switch on the handle, making the tip gyrate all while vibrating. The woman evidently enjoyed it as she moaned and jerked her hips at the extra sensation.

Seeing that she was now set, Naruto quickly stood from the bed and frantically loosened his belt. As his pants and boxers hit the floor, Naruto couldn't help the relieved sigh that escaped him as his now freed cock bobbed in the night air. Picking up the grapeseed oil off the nightstand, Naruto looked down at Ibara and watched for a moment as she continued to squirm in delight, one hand clenching the sheets beneath her while the other did the same to the head of the mattress.

Climbing onto the bed, Naruto grabbed the shoulder-strap that was still in place and tugged it down, before grabbing the top of Ibara's chemise and tugging on it harshly. Naruto paid no attention as one of the shoulder-strap's snapped, as his eyes were occupied with the two breasts tipped with brown nipples just in front of him.

Throwing his leg over Ibara's form, Naruto shifted himself until his cock would rest between the two tits that were currently holding so much of his attention. Naruto mentally thanked Kami for his leg strength as he carefully hovered just above Ibara without actually putting any weight on her. So intent on finally getting some pleasure, Naruto simply flipped the cap on the grapeseed oil open and upended it over his cock and Ibara's tits, thoroughly coating both of them in the slippery fluid. Gripping Ibara's tits, Naruto rubbed in the oil slightly, before sliding his hands down to their sides and pressing them together and sandwiching his cock between them.

Naruto shuddered lightly as the soft orbs of flesh enveloped his cock. Ibara's tits barely managed to wrap around his cock and part of the top of his shaft was still exposed. Feeling her take in a sharp breath as she squirmed because of the dildo, Naruto slowly slid his cock out of the sleeve of her bosom and thrust it back in, moaning as the warm flesh massaged his pole. He repeated his action. Again, again, again and again until he was fucking her chest, the tip of his cock tapping against the hollow of her throat with each thrust. Squeezing the tits in his hands, Naruto observed as Ibara twitched slightly, before brushing his thumbs against her nipples without stopping.

A gasp echoed through the room as Ibara began to shake for the second time that night as an orgasm rushed through her unconscious form. She twitched and squirmed beneath Naruto, her lips parted in a silent 'O' of surprise while she panted for air beneath him.

The sight proved to be his undoing. The boiling heat in his lower abdomen exploded into a nova as the cum in his balls boiled up and shot out of his cock. Squeezing her tits together, Naruto grit his teeth and shut his eyes tightly, as shot after shot of his essence came out of his cock to stain Ibara's face with his seed, until the weakening shots pooled towards the top of her cleavage.

Panting for air himself, Naruto stared down at the face of one of his tormentors, now covered with streaks of opalescent white fluid. His cock twitch between her tits as he looked at the erotic sight, and felt Ibara squirm beneath him as the muted vibrating of the dildo entered his ears again. Climbing off of the woman, Naruto stepped back to the foot of the bed and felt his cock twitch again when he took in the sights.

The sheets beneath Ibara's ass were utterly soaked with her honey as were her thighs. Seemingly every other second a bead of moisture would start to trickle down from her pussy and over her ass to be soaked into the bed. Reaching out, Naruto carefully gripped the tape and fed his chakra through it making the adhesive fade thus letting him remove it without causing any discomfort. Almost immediately the tightness of Ibara's pussy forced the dildo out of it with a pop.

Climbing onto the bed, Naruto completely forgot about his earlier reluctance at the thought of sex with a married woman. After hearing this woman mock his dreams and now getting a little joy from her instead was addicting. Every time he saw her in the streets and heard her whisper about him behind his back, all he'd have to do would be to remember this night. All he'd have to do is think 'I came on your face.' or 'I fucked you next to your bastard husband and you liked it.'

Grabbing her ankles, Naruto brought them together and hooked her legs over one of his shoulders as he shuffled closer to her sex. Pressing forward while holding the base of his cock, Naruto ran the tip of it over her lips teasingly, savoring her flinch when the bulbous head rubbed over her clit, and the feeling of heat washing over him.

Pushing his tip inside of her pussy, Naruto shivered as he slowly began to sink into her pussy, forcing her hot slick walls to part and let him in deeper. Gripping her legs tightly, Naruto practically hugged them as he felt her ripple and twitch around him, as her walls clenched and mapped out the details of his cock. He screwed his eyes shut tight, and marveled at the tightness of her pussy. Given that the woman was a civilian and a Mother of two, he had expected her to be quite loose but he was wrong. She felt like a velvet-lined vice wrapped around his member.

Finally bottoming out inside her and feeling his balls rest against her ass, Naruto moaned as he enjoyed her twitching around him. Drawing himself out, he thrust himself in without restrain causing the frame of the bed to slam against the wall loudly, and the woman beneath him to gasp and arch her back at the powerful sensation.

The need for restraint here was far less. Unlike Hinata or Ino, this was far from the woman's first time so he could really let loose. Every thrust of his hips caused the bed to rock violently and her tits to bounce on her chest appealingly. Her face was a bright red and still sticky with his seed but barring the occasional grimace of pain if he was too harsh, her face was stuck in a rictus of pleasure, sensual “Oh!”'s escaping her with every plunge into her wet depths.

The slickness of her pussy caused a crude squelching noise to emanate from their joining as he violated her as thoroughly as possible, joined with the frequent slap of their flesh and his balls hitting her ass. Feeling her twitch and clench around him with increasing frequency, Naruto felt the flames of savage glee lick at his heart. He relished the moment like a fine liquor. Every time she would call him a monster, he'd be able to look her in the eye and remember her cumming around his dick.

Which she did at that moment. With a shriek that seemed deafening in the near silence of the night, Ibara clenched around him with enough force that he wouldn't be surprised if she could bend metal. She shook and quivered beneath him, the muscles of her leg tense against his shoulder, only his tight grip as he continued to ram into her preventing her from kicking out her legs.

So utterly absorbed with the sensations both his thoughts and the actual sex were causing, Naruto forgot one simple fact at a crucial moment as he buried himself as deep as possible inside of Ibara with a groan of satisfaction. Even as he began to paint the walls of her pussy white, filling her with enough cum that her pussy overflowed and began to release some of the white fluid to trickle down her ass, Naruto realized what he had done.

Moving away from Ibara with a popping noise as his cock slipped free, allowing the rest of his cum to start trickling out onto the sheets, Naruto felt panic claw at him. He didn't know if this woman had birth control or not. What if he'd gotten her pregnant? What the hell should he do?! Reaching into the pouches on his belt which was on the floor, Naruto pulled out a set of moist towelettes and began to use them to wipe away the patches of his seed on her face and chest, and then her groin as well. The only reason he had them was because he needed to wipe away any fingerprints if he got careless with his gloves off. When he'd first started purchasing them he had never thought he'd be using them to clean away evidence of this sort.

Pushing her chemise back into place, Naruto stared fretfully at the broken shoulder-strap before putting it out of his mind. There was a far greater danger the woman, y'know, getting pregnant! Breathing in deeply to calm himself, Naruto quickly pulled on his boxers and pants. Looking down at the woman who even sleeping had a look of satisfaction on her face, Naruto knew there was only one thing he could really do.

He'd have to wait and see. If she was pregnant, then he'd keep an eye one her. If it was his child then he would keep an eye on him or her. And if this woman put her up for fostering or some such...Naruto felt horror grip his heart. He'd spent a good portion of his younger life in the orphanage. It wasn't a complete shit-hole but it just wasn't a very good place. The sheer number of orphaned children a Shinobi village created meant that the workers were constantly understaffed and overworked.

….Most of the Hokage's seemed to have some kind of philanthropic nature. Naruto guessed that the stupid amount of money he'd acquired but never used, suddenly had a real reason for existence.

A/N: Yay another chapter! A certain reviewer (COUGH) Wyrtha (COUGH) on AFF must be psychic. I'd always had those two Mom's in mind when I began to write this because I honestly can't remember seeing them in another fic before.

So now we get to see a little bit of Naruto's good side. He's not going to be completely Robin Hood, but a little of his money is going to go to a good cause for once.

Who's next you ask? Well it ain't Tenten, she's going to get a visit from our favorite blonde around the Chuunin exams. Maybe Yuka? I don't know. Sakura? Maybe. Yoshino? Mebuki? Meh, I'll figure it out. XD

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