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The Secret Technique	By : MathiasBlue Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 105768 -:- Recommendations : 17 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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Chapter List
- 33
- 34
“Hello” people speaking
‘Hello’ people thinking
“Hello” biiju talking
‘Hello’ biiju thinking
Chapter 17
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Ragged moaning filled the air in the Haruno household as Naruto strived to keep his promise to Kizashi to watch out for Mebuki while he was away. After the end of the War, with the new strides towards attaining peace, clients remembered positive things about the man with the odd starfish hair-do. He was kind and genial, with a propensity for silly jokes that helped cut the tension from first meetings, while being able to become serious when the situation called for it.
As such he was offered a position in the newly formed Shinobi Alliance Ambassador Division. They would reach out to the minor villages that did not fight in the war, and attempt to start positive diplomatic relations. Unfortunately this meant that members of the Ambassador Division were frequently out of their villages in order to do so.
At first Kizashi was obviously reluctant to accept the offer when this was explained to him, and understandably so. His wife was nearing the end of her sixth month of pregnancy and he wanted to be around in case she needed for anything. It took a combination of things before he was willing to accept. One was his daughter telling him what an opportunity it was for him, and reminding him that the pay bump that would come with the position would help provide for the baby. Another was Mebuki firmly lecturing him, saying that her Doctor said the pregnancy was going perfectly and she was hardly made from glass anyway.
Despite their reasoning, Kizashi still felt reluctant until Naruto had promised he would check in on Mebuki, and would even give her a Hirashin marker so in the event she was in trouble, he’d literally be there in a flash. With that thought in mind, he finally gave in, wooed by the increased paycheck and reassured that his wife would be well taken care of. After all, Naruto was effectively one of the strongest beings on the planet. If he couldn’t keep Mebuki safe then Kizashi wouldn’t stand a chance.
Of course he would be singing an entirely different tune were he to walk in the front door that moment.
With Kizashi out of the country only two hours ago, there was no possibility that such an event would occur however. As such the door to the bedroom was wide open, revealing Mebuki on her back with her legs spread wide and her head thrown back, moaning as her younger lover busied his lips and tongue between said legs.
“Oh, God I’ve missed this.” She sighed with bliss in her voice, gasping as carefully maintained fingers pushed into her channel. Due to her swollen stomach she couldn’t look down and see sunflower hair and earnest blue eyes, but nothing stopped her from running her hands through said hair and imagining.
His eyes would be dilated wide with lust for her, and the only thing keeping the precious blue jewels in her view would be her hand brushing back his hair. When she climaxed he would pull back to shoot her a toothy grin, his mouth and chin glistening with her arousal, before he either licked it off or she pulled his lips to hers to taste herself on his lips.
“I’d rather spend time with you too Mebuki-sensei, but people need me.” Naruto paused long enough to mumble before leaning back down to kiss her pearl, making her gasp. “So I’ve got to make sure we have as much fun as possible when we get the chance.”
And do that he had. The moment Kizashi had stepped out of the gate, he had ushered Mebuki home with the excuse of getting her off her feet. Since then he had carefully edged her through two climaxes, both of them making her announce her release loudly and soak the sheets beneath them.
That wasn’t to say she was the only one who’d had any pleasure. Where there were once a few stretch marks on her stomach, a careful application of Naruto’s cream had caused them to fade away entirely. Her abdomen still tingled slightly from the application of his hot cum, which she had quickly rubbed into her skin.
The thought of it alone was enough to send a renewed desire through her body. With a tug on his hair, Mebuki dragged Naruto’s face up to her own and planted a blistering kiss on his lips. While her fellow blond was still slightly stunned by the kiss, she quickly pushed on his shoulder causing him to roll onto his back. Moving startlingly fast for a pregnant woman, she straddled his hips and teasingly rested her dripping wet core on the spongy helmet of his cock.
Naruto nearly choked on his tongue as he stared at the woman who had long ago taken his virginity. Her hair was a ragged mess, her eyes shined brightly and her lips were quirked into a wicked grin. Her breasts were heavier and larger than they were in the past; having grown slightly in preparation to feed the likely ravenous appetite of an Uzumaki baby, and her abdomen was no longer flat with a teasing hint of musculature underneath. Now it was very rounded and the skin seeming slightly tight, but to Naruto it was unbearably erotic.
A child created from a mixture of him and Mebuki-sensei rested under the place he was now resting his hand. His young were the cause of her swollen stomach. His. Naruto felt a visceral and vicious satisfaction that it was his and not Kizashi’s. When he’d first heard from his Sensei that she and her husband were attempting to have another child, he’d hidden how he’d really felt. The jealousy and envy he’d felt deep in his chest had been fierce and ugly, nearly enough to have him attack the older man.
Then Mebuki had told him she wanted his seed over that of her husbands. When he’d taken her up on her offer, drilling into her heat above said husband, he’d silently wished the man would wake, see that he was superior to him and his wife knew it too. At the time he’d hidden the feelings like a lot of the negative thoughts he’d had.
Confronting his darker self forced him to accept a lot of things about himself that he’d refused to acknowledge. He was angry and resentful and held a deep burning jealousy inside. He held grudges. He hated. He wanted to be respected and held highly in the view of others. He was terrified at the idea of his line dying out because who could want the child of a monster.
Seeing a woman carrying his child was like an aphrodisiac to his senses.
It was only the fact that she was pregnant, that prevented Naruto from spearing into Mebuki with bruising force. Instead he pushed forward with an urgent, firm insistence, parting her outer lips and sinking into her quim. Her eyes fluttered shut, as she grabbed onto the sheets beneath her, savoring him filling her.
He growled and attacked her neck with a mad fervor, suckling at her sweaty skin as he slowly forced his cock in to the hilt, until his balls rested against her ass. The position was awkward due to her swollen stomach, but Naruto was more than willing to work around that. Straightening up, he gripped her by the hips and slowly withdrew his tool before sliding smoothly back in.
He maintained a steady tempo, luxuriating in her wet heat as he parted and re-parted her inner walls. The animalistic part of his brain demanded he speed up, but the rest of him demanded that he reshape her pussy so only his cock would give her pleasure. As he did this, one hand removed itself from her hip and instead rubbed teasingly along her thigh, and then tauntingly close to the top of her pussy and the small pearl hidden beneath an equally small hood.
Every brush made her tense in preparation, made her pussy flutter in anticipation, but every denial drew a whine forth from her throat until she finally had enough.
“Stop teasing me Naruto!” she cried as his hand brushed tantalizingly close once more.
With a grin filled with teeth, Naruto obliged her. His thumb flickered over her clit causing her breath to shudder for a moment, before it all left her in a sort of startled wheeze as he quickly rubbed small tight circles on the sensitive nub. One of her hands grabbed hold of his offending one and tugged at it desperately, trying to force him to press harder to generate more friction.
The heat that had steadily building up inside reached a crescendo as Mebuki stiffened and started to shake as her climax washed over her, pleasant tingling shocks engulfing her body as her pussy convulsed and tightened around Naruto’s manhood.
As soon as Naruto felt Mebuki’s climax arrive, he stopped holding himself back, with two, three and then four deep strokes he bottomed out inside her compliant body and started to cum himself, groaning as pumped her full of his seed. After a short eternity, he shuddered as the successive orgasm his cum had set off caused Mebuki to tighten around his softening member. Pulling out, he stared with satisfaction as a small deluge of his cum followed his cock out, further staining the bed sheets beneath them.
Rolling onto his side, he gently stroked Mebuki’s side as she came down from her orgasm, welcomingly drawing her close to him as she tiredly moved closer to him for warmth. The cool air, dried the sweat on their skin and started to chill them before he reached down and pulled the covers over them both.
Just before sleep could overtake them, Mebuki quietly asked a question that had been on her mind for a long time. “Do you regret anything?”
Naruto was silent for so long, that she started to wonder if he’d fallen asleep when he finally answered. “No. No I don’t. I’d do it all again without hesitation.” And that makes me a terrible person, he admitted in his head quietly. He’d been used and abused, and then he’d turned around and done the using and abusing himself.
Before the Falls of Truth, he’d have been able to lie to himself and say that he did regret some of the crueler actions he’d performed. But now such self-deception wasn’t possible for him. He’d enjoyed the life he’d lived, the cruelty and depravity of it all simply adding to it.
In spite of that, his sleep was peaceful as he made sure to remind himself of the journey he’d be undertaking the next day.
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The Fourth Shinobi World War was both the shortest war and yet the one that brought about the greatest consequences. Truth’s were learned that had been buried by the sands of time or by the politicking of old men and women. Naruto had gone from cleaning up after his tryst with Temari to nearly getting his face kicked off by some Kumo kunoichi asking about Sasuke and then he was heading to the Five Kage Summit.
He found out the Uchiha massacre was a sanctioned village operation due to mounting evidence pointing to the clan attempting a bloody coup to take over Konoha. Everyone was killed down to the last woman and child, apart from one Sasuke Uchiha.
War was declared and then was ended equally as quickly. For the first time in history, their world was approaching a chance for true peace among the villages. No more outright combat and bloodshed, instead they would attempt to solve their differences through conversation and diplomacy as equals.
Naruto hoped desperately that Jiraiya was happy with the direction the world was taking.
Of course there was still conflict, it was a true impossibility for all of it to simply cease. Kumo still didn’t have the best of relationships with Suna, Iwa was still somewhat weary of Konoha, doubly so now that the village had Naruto. The only reason they seemed willing to enter into negotiations with them was because Naruto had assured them that he was still a person and not a weapon, and therefore fully capable of refusing any orders to harm them.
It was strangely flattering to know that your name had gone from being associated with failure to being associated with absolute power. He was considered a person of mass destruction these days. When he last went on a mission to bring in a missing-nin, he’d tracked them down in a single day and the man had thrown his weapons down and turned himself in at the sight of Naruto.
Like he said: oddly flattering.
But Naruto couldn’t let himself forget the bad that had happened in the war. Both Shikaku and Inoichi were originally thought, along with countless members of their clan. Now it was unsure if they would ever wake up from their injuries, even with the help of Tsunade and now Sakura’s medical expertise. Neji had died taking a hit meant for Naruto and died in front of him, along with a large number of Shinobi from every village.
They hadn’t been fighting living breathing enemies but their own dead, brought back and set against them.
Yoshino had been acting strangely since news of Shikaku’s injuries. His comatose form was staying in their home, the equipment needed for his upkeep being minimal as he was fully capable of breathing on his own, only really needing an IV and a feeding tube to ensure that his body got the nutrition it needed. Some days she’d say that if the man did wake up he probably would never tell her as she’d then stop doing everything for him. On the others she seemed ready to wipe her hands of him completely.
And then to top it all off, Kurama had come forward and explained just why women seemed so ready to jump into bed with him.
XxX-Flashback-XxX
Naruto peered around his renewed mindscape before quirking an eyebrow at his partner. “This feel better for you Kurama?” He asked, lightly kicking a tall tree next to him.
Peering around, Kurama started to nod slowly. With a bit of mental flexibility and some Yin chakra, Naruto had been able to turn his mindscape from a dank sewer into a verdant tropical rainforest in the shadow of an active volcano. It was a fond memory for Kurama, it reminding him of the space where he and his siblings had fought to determine who was truly the strongest. Naturally he won.
Naruto collapsed backwards into the oddly comfortable leaves of a giant plant. “Oh thank God.” He groaned. “That was way more exhausting than it had any right to be.”
Kurama snorted as he lay down in the center of the clearing. “There’s probably some kind of stupid joke in there somewhere, involving your difficulty with your own mind, but I’m feeling generous today brat.” He grinned at his container. “In fact, as thanks you can ask me one thing and I promise to answer truthfully.” And he would. The surroundings really were nostalgic and had him feeling quite good about things. In the outside world, the place Naruto’s mindscape was imitating was gone, the volcano having erupted since.
Knowing that the fox was being serious, Naruto reclined in his leafy seat, wondering just what to ask. It took him a few minutes but it was something he’d been curious for a long time. “Ne, Kurama, you know how other Jinchuriki get special abilities from their biiju, like Gaara gets his sand from Shuukaku?”
Kurama waited for him to continue. “Get a move on brat. I may be immortal and you might age really slowly, but time is still a precious resource.”
“Well, do I get anything from you?” Naruto asked finally. He really didn’t want to find out he might be poking a sore point with his friend. God knows the prideful being in front of him would not like that his siblings had something he didn’t.
Kurama quirked a brow. “Well a promise is a promise.” He finally muttered. “Unlike the others, what I give you is a bit more straightforward. Essentially I act as a force multiplier.” Seeing the look on Naruto’s face, he rolled his giant ruby eyes. “I make weaker things stronger and even stronger thing stupidly strong.”
Naruto slapped a fist into an open palm. “So that’s what you do!” He shouted triumphantly before faltering. “Um, but don’t the others do that too?”
Kurama nodded. “They do indeed, but not to the same scale as me and their chakra needs to be actively reached for by their hosts.” His tails started to wave lazily behind him, knocking over trees. “For example if you and Bee were of equal strength and fired off the same jutsu, while Gyuki would amplify it by twice the power, I would increase it by six times.” Suddenly Kurama’s grin became a lot more mischievous. “And my power is not limited to purely improving jutsu.”
Naruto wasn’t sure he wanted to know because of the smile his friend was sporting but he had to know. “What do you mean Kurama?”
“You’ve mingled with my chakra since the night of your conception brat.” Kurama informed him, ignoring Naruto’s shudder at the thought of his being conceived. “From the moment you started to grow, your bones have been stronger, your muscles have been stronger, and everything about you physically has been improved. This would have been more obvious if you’d laid off your love for those salty noodles.” He started to snicker before tellingly looking lower on Naruto’s body. “Everything. Tell me brat, have you ever wondered why vixens are so willing to spread their legs for you?”
Naruto blushed and coughed awkwardly into his fist. “Well…yeah I have.” He squinted up at Kurama suspiciously before pointing up at him. “You have something to do with it?!”
Kurama actually looked a little shocked. “Wow. Um…I didn’t expect you to actually get it right off the bat.” He snickered as Naruto began to yell up at him indignantly. “Right, right, OK. Well when I said everything physical was improved, I meant everything. Including your hormones, white blood cells and these little things called pheromones. Essentially, everyone else is still on the level of Homo-sapien, while constant exposure to my chakra from before you were even born has bumped you up to Homo-superior. The ladies get a whiff of you and the part of their brain that’s still in touch with its instincts tells them that you are the best possible choice they can make for a mate.”
Naruto actually looked a little horrified. “Wait, so the only reason any of them go for me is because I smell good?” His pride! His pride was being injured!
Kurama smacked a fuzzy paw against his face. “Kid, it’s not like the pheromones brainwash them. If they don’t want to bang you then they don’t want to bang you. And I swear to God if you suddenly start refusing when you would have said yes I will step on you. Kids conceived by you are going to have the potential to be smarter, stronger and overall better than any others barring the chance for a genetic lottery cock-up.” Seeing his container still didn’t look convinced, Kurama decided to simplify things. “Look. Sex feels good?”
Naruto nodded with a ‘duh’ look on his face.
“Then keep having it with whoever you can convince. They want to say no then they can say no. No skin off your nose. Besides….think of it as the World Savers compensation. You did it for free, but if hot ladies want to screw you, then it is a more than adequate payment.”
Naruto blinked a few times before nodding his head in agreement and then cocking it curiously at the giant fox. “Why are you so set on me continuing to have sex with lots of ladies Kurama?”
Kurama gave him a grin filled with sharp teeth that somehow managed to come off as hedonistic rather than intimidating. “My chakra body does make a sort of rudimentary nervous system when it is formed.” He said. “Mito and Kushina however were incompatible with it however because they were female. Because you are male, I get to experience the physical sensations you do.” Kurama actually shuddered. “You hairless apes are so lucky. Sex feels amazing.”
XxX-Flashback End-XxX
The idea that Kurama was getting his fuzzy rocks off every time Naruto did was a bit of a mental block for a while but he’d worked his way through it.
And now when he finished showering and getting dressed in the Haruno bathroom, he’d be leaving Konoha to help Hinata in the aftermath of her second wedding ceremony. Her wedding to the nobleman had been put off, first because of Nagato’s attack on Konoha and then because of the Fourth War. Not long after it was over, the noble had insisted that they be married as soon as possible, his reason being that he wanted to cement his and Hinata’s bond in case anything else happened.
Basically he wanted to consummate things with Hinata before she potentially got killed. Potentially having some idea of what Tanaka really wanted, the clan insisted that they hold a sort of formal wedding ceremony in the Hyuuga compound first, despite the fact that it wouldn’t be legally binding. That had happened a few days ago and now later today, Hinata would be making the journey to Tanaka’s lands for a rather more modern and legally binding wedding.
The nobleman’s frustration was palpable. His every moment in Konoha had seen him chaperoned by members of the Hyuuga clan, preventing him from making a move on the heiress. The constant presence of their all seeing eyes also meant that he hadn’t been able to blow off steam with his female attendant, a young curvaceous woman with tired eyes. Eyes that were slowly lightening as she had a break from her Master’s attentions.
He had been forced to remain in his own accommodation far from the Hyuuga lands, their excuse being that the guest quarters still hadn’t been repaired in the wake of Nagato’s attack on Konoha. Neither group was aware just how handy that was for Naruto to make contact and discuss the delicate matter of what they would be doing with Tanaka when she was married. The plan they had decided on still matched the one they had made when they first slept together, and with the second wedding taking place on Tanaka’s lands, the Hyuuga couldn’t actually attend, hence the ceremony held in the Hyuuga compound.
Without the prying eyes of Hinata’s fellow Hyuuga, this was the only moment where they would have the opportunity to strike.
As such, rather than Naruto actually following them, Hinata was carrying a Hirashin tag with her which he would flash to when she ran her chakra through it. He’d made sure that he had the time off and had explicitly stated that he would be leaving Konoha to take his time off without the risk of some crisis or another dragging him off.
But to top it all off, Hinata had bluntly told him that she’d be off any kind of birth control by the time of her wedding night, and she was rather looking forward to being a mother. As such he’d focused a lot of his attention on finishing a seal he’d started developing a while ago as a result of looking into the functions of the Caged Bird Seal. There had been some pieces that simply looked unfinished as though the designer had hit a block he didn’t know how to get through. Now that it was complete, Naruto just had to apply it to himself and he’d be able to give her children without risk.
The seal was designed to suppress the genes that affected appearance that came from him, while leaving the ones that affected everything else alone. In short, any children conceived while that seal was applied would look primarily like their mother, with the only thing from their Father having such a minor effect on their appearance that nobody would pick up on it.
Just because people were rather in awe of Naruto these days, it didn’t mean that there weren’t rogue elements that would attempt to take a shot at him through those close to him, including children. The fact that if Hinata’s children looked completely different from Tanaka would get tongues wagging certainly helped him finish the seal.
Leaving the bathroom, Naruto paused as he spotted Mebuki still sleeping, curled protectively around her belly. Why had she asked him that question, he wondered to himself silently. The emotion sensing he’d gained since he and Kurama started to get along, had shown a strange modicum of worry coming from her, only assuaged when he’d answered the way he had.
Naruto knew what he felt for his Sensei was unhealthy. She’d manipulated him when he was a little boy for her own pleasure, and had irrevocably soured the idea of a committed relationship for him. But she’d also been the only person who had seemed to give a damn about him for the longest time, who’d spent more time with him than the Sandaime ever had. It had felt like she was the only person who would miss him if he were to disappear.
And now look at him. Mebuki was carrying a child he could never acknowledge as his outside of his own mind, and they took every opportunity that her husband’s absence gave them to have sex. He spent so much time there that he actually had a few changes of clothes hidden in her closet sealed away in scrolls. To top it all off, he was waiting for another woman to call for him so they could enslave her husband to be in order to secure his political support for Hinata and Konoha.
Objectively speaking, he was the worst kind of scum but he enjoyed every second of it. And he hoped that would never change.
Stretching idly, Naruto walked downstairs and started watching the TV while waiting for a response from the seal he’d sent with Hinata. Mebuki had known he was taking some time off to get away from Konoha and as such knew he would be heading out before she woke up.
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Keeping a smile on her face was a lot harder than she expected it to, Hinata mused to herself. The ceremony had just finished and she was following Tanaka back to his bed chambers, a small smile forcibly fixed in place on her lips. The lust and greed filled looks he’d been shooting her throughout the entirety of the wedding had ensured that everybody in attendance had no doubts in their mind as to what he wanted.
Being who he was, Tanaka’s wedding was a grand spectacle that was held in public for the entirety of the little town he ruled over to witness. The majority of the audience had spent the ceremony silently pitying her for having to marry the person they were unfortunate enough to call Lord. Her keen hearing had picked up on several of them wondering how she could keep smiling when she was going to be married to a repulsive snake like Tanaka.
If only they knew.
The noble would be put in his place like the worm he was, and Naruto would claim what was always his and give her children to love and spoil. She knew they could never be publicly his, but she would know and they would know him as their fun ‘Uncle’ or some such and it would be enough for her.
Had she been alone, Hinata would have blushed and placed a hand on her cheeks and actually vocalized the ‘oh my’ that she said in her head. The blush was primarily from the idea of consummating with Naruto while the mild alarm and surprised oh my, was from the trill of sadistic desire to see Tanaka cut down to size.
The attendants that had been accompanying them finally peeled off, both of the women giving her a commiserating glance, as they reached the door to Tanaka’s bedroom. Watching the man open the door for her and attempt to mask his excitement with a charming smile, she mused that it was a shame that someone with a handsome face was so vile where it mattered most.
And Tanaka really was handsome. His face held all of the noble grace only a refined bloodline like his could produce. His face was void of any hair while the top of his head was covered in raven black hair that fell down his back in a crisp black stream. He wasn’t particularly athletic looking but he kept himself slim at least.
Stepping into the room, Hinata waited patiently for the door to close.
Tanaka, none the wiser to his now wife’s plans, locked the door as he started speaking. “Now my dear, I believe it’s time we – hrk!” His eyes bulged and he nearly crashed into the door as a delicate palm hit the center of his lower back with deceptive force, only the same hand grabbing him preventing his face from meeting the solid oak.
He wanted to turn on her furiously and demand what she was doing, but only a wheeze escaped him as she efficiently guided him to sit on a loveseat just as his legs gave up on him. A brief gurgle escaped him as he tried to whimper in fear. Objectively he had known that his new wife was a kunoichi but he’d never really made the connection between her graceful beauty and the ability to kill with a touch.
“Do not worry dear husband,” Hinata said, her gentle smile somehow more terrifying than an enraged snarl. “You will be fine in a few minutes but I have been holding that in since you first laid your disgusting eyes on me.” She silently savored the anger in his eyes, reaching into her bra to retrieve the seal tag that Naruto had gifted her with. Coating the simple ink squiggles with chakra, the tag glowed with a light of its own before a sudden yellow flash filled the room.
Tanaka’s eyes bulged at the display of Ninjutsu, and resultant appearance of Naruto. Everyone in the world knew the name and appearance of the blonde Shinobi. Being largely paralyzed in his presence was not something he’d ever imagined happening.
Glancing around the room quickly, Naruto quickly focused on Hinata and grinned at her widely. “Nice Hinata, you look gorgeous!” he said with complete honesty. And she did.
A simple wedding dress without shoulders hugged her curvy form and ended in a simple slightly wavy skirt just above her ankles. She had white stockings that disappeared up into her dress and sill had her veil on albeit swept back off her face.
Blushing from the compliment, Hinata smiled and thanked him. “Ah, I suppose we should deal with him first before anything else shouldn’t we!” she continued, slightly impatient but reining herself in for now. Reaching down she pressed her palm against Tanaka’s chest and forced yet more chakra into his system, replacing that which she’d already placed in his spine and renewing his paralysis.
Brimming with impatience himself, Naruto unsealed his tattoo gun and pushed Tanaka down onto his side after removing his suit jacket and shirt, ignoring the man’s eyes demanding that he stopped. "So I’m thinking that seeing as you’ll have more use for this guy than me, I’ll key the seal to you, OK Hinata?” Naruto explained as he started the tattoo gun and started to apply a seal.
“Mmhm.” Was Hinata’s reply as she looked over the man she wanted to father her children. Restraint not really being a concern at the moment, she reached behind her and lowered the zipper on her dress, letting it drop to the floor.
Had Naruto been looking at her his jaw would have hit the floor.
Her bra and panties were both made of a silky smooth white fabric with several frills around the edges that both happened to be rather sheer, showing off what they would normally hide. She had white stockings covering her legs that were held up by a white garter belt, and she had yet to remove the veil from her head.
In the depths of her mind, Hinata admitted that the simple addition of that single piece of cloth somehow made everything just that extra bit enticingly naughty. Seeing Tanaka react to her current state of dress, she briefly let a slightly mocking smile curl her lips. He may look at her but he’d never ever be able to touch. That privilege belonged to only one man and it wasn’t him.
Crossing the room on soft feet, Hinata pressed her breasts into Naruto’s back her smile taking a much more inviting edge as she felt him twitch at the sudden pressure. Snaking her arms around his waist, one went under his shirt to rub softly at his abdomen while the other disappeared into his pants to gently work his cock to stiffness, earning a pleased groan from one man and an outraged gurgle from the other.
She giggled as she felt his manhood quickly spring awake into a hot bar of flesh. Grabbing his pants and boxers, she pulled them both down to the floor and tossed them aside once he’d obligingly stepped out of them. His hunched over form and the loveseat prevented her from getting at it directly and so she moved to his side and gently started to stroke along his shaft with one hand while the other moved between his legs from the rear and gently massaged and juggled his balls. Out of the corner of her eyes she could make out Tanaka’s straining to meet hers, boiling with fury and wounded pride.
Ignoring him, she instead turned and pressed her lips against a new marking on Naruto’s thigh, the seal that she knew would let him give her what she wanted most.
For his part Naruto had ceased being gentle and simply started to work to get the seal done as quickly as possible. He could just make out what Hinata was wearing from the corner of his eyes, and it was firmly one of those cases where wearing something was more enticing than nothing at all. With a burst of relief, Naruto switched off the tattoo gun. “Just run some chakra through that to kickstart it and he’ll do whatever you say.” He told her, backing out of the way for a moment and then struggling out of his shirt.
Despite being tempted to take advantage of his temporary loss of sight to get started straight away, Hinata listened to what he said and fed her chakra into the seal. Intrigued, she activated her Byakugan and watched streams of her chakra encircle all of Tanaka’s tenketsu and the eight gates before dissipating. Turning it off, Hinata blinked as she remembered she’d have to give the noble orders before anything else. “Ah, from here on you are to obey everything I say. You will aid me in any future endeavors and will cease forcing yourself on your attendants and any other women.” After all it wouldn’t do for a potential Hyuuga clan head to have a philandering husband. “Also you are to treat any orders from Naruto as though they came from me.” And she continued to list out several things, slowly tightening the proverbial collar around Tanaka’s throat.
Naruto watched all of this with bated breath. For whatever reason, hearing Hinata of all people effectively take control of this mans life was revving him up to an almost painful level of arousal. But it was the words that she spoke next that had him simply sweep her off her feet and throw her onto the bed.
“I want you to watch what I and Naruto are going to do. And no touching yourself.” Hinata added on as an afterthought before squealing as she found herself abruptly planted on the bed. She found the idea of watching and being watched delightfully sinful and the fact that it was her supposed husband that would be forced to watch her with a real man had her readier than ever to receive Naruto.
And receive him she did.
Her squeal petered off into a moan of approval as Naruto’s cock parted her slick pussy lips and buried itself deep inside her in one move. She could feel every ridge and vein as it twitched inside her, and she was fairly sure she could feel it throb with Naruto’s heartbeat. His lips were viciously assaulting her neck, nipping and sucking at her porcelain skin and leaving angry red marks that would no doubt bruise.
Hinata loved every second of it.
When he started to thrust into her, he did it with an animalistic intensity that would have bruised a civilian woman but for a trained kunoichi like Hinata was merely slightly rough. Her wet snatch clung to his rod desperately with his every movement, trying to pull him back in when he pulled out and trying to keep him in place when he moved in. Her juices were flowing like a steady stream and coated both her thighs and ass as well as Naruto’s balls as they slapped against her skin.
Both had practically forgotten that Tanaka even existed in that moment but he certainly hadn’t forgotten them. His paralysis had faded since they first started, and he’d managed to sit up with a bit of effort. He couldn’t however spring to his feet and call for his guards like he wanted to, and it was with a dull sense of horror that he realized that the ninja technique that had been applied to him was forcing him to comply.
And so he was forced to obey her last order to watch. He watched as the blond brute hammer into the woman that he had taken as his wife earlier that day, her legs wrapped around him and dragging him back into her as she worked her hips in time with his thrusting. He heard her shrieks and moans and heard the blond grunt and snicker as he had his way with the woman. He didn’t know Hinata enough to be hurt by her betrayal but what he did feel was fury, indignation and humiliation.
He’d been born to rule over others, and now he was effectively collared and leashed like a broken mutt.
He glared angrily as Naruto actually seemed to get even rougher forcing Hinata’s ankles up around her ears and drilled down into her snatch with forces that caused the bed frame to shake dangerously. Tanaka’s eyes bulged at what she cried next.
“I’m cumming!” Hinata shrieked as her release thundered through her, brought on by the change in position, every jab of his cock sending lightning sparks through her body. “Cum inside me! Get me pregnant! Give me your babies!” she cried out desperately as she noticed the tell-tale signs of Naruto’s own climax.
Tanaka glowered at them from his position on the loveseat, as Naruto took her permission and ran with it. He planted himself as deep as possible and started to hose down Hinata’s womb with his cum, the sheer force of his orgasm causing it to bubble out from Hinata’s pussy and stream down her ass to pool on the bed, flowing like a veritable river as he filled her to overflowing.
Hinata squealed in a successive orgasm as she got her wish, his hot seed filling her with hope for a child born from her and Naruto. Coming back down, she felt a fierce sense of glee as she realized that Naruto was still proudly hard inside of her. With a little shifting, she made it clear that she wanted to treat him and be on top for a little while to give him a little rest. Looking back to make sure that Tanaka was actually watching, she actually smirked as she practically saw the steam coming from his nose.
Seeing what Hinata was looking at, Naruto smirked cruelly and propped himself up on his elbows and pulled her down to whisper in her ear. What he told her caused her lightly flushed face to become positively luminescent and then look him in the eyes as though to ask ‘are you sure’? He nodded at the perceived question.
Looking back at Tanaka, Hinata spoke up. “Come over here, husband” She couldn’t help tacking on the title he’d taken earlier mockingly. Something about him brought out the sadistic side in her. Watching him oblige her begrudgingly, she then ordered him up onto the bed. Making sure to hide her embarrassment from him, she leaned forward and looked back at him over her shoulder, her left hand holding her up, while her right gripped an ass cheek and spread it to the side, revealing her pucker.
“Lick m-my butt.” She ordered him, not able to help the slight stutter that escaped her. She didn’t have to be too exact about her orders according to Naruto. So long as she held what she wanted from him in her mind when she made the order, her chakra in the seal would interpret her orders as she meant them exactly.
Tanaka grimaced. The sight of Hinata’s rear would normally be rather beguiling to him but in this situation it was horrendous. The panties she was still wearing were firmly pulled out of the way, and her ass cheeks and anus were covered in Naruto’s ejaculate and there was no way he’d be able to fulfill the order he was given without getting some of it one his tongue. At least he didn’t have to swa-
“D-don’t waste any of Naruto’s cum. S-swallow it all, it’s good for you.”
…dammit. With a cringe, Tanaka gingerly extended his tongue and started to lap at her rosebud like he’d been ordered, his face screwing up in disgust as he involuntarily swallowed the cum that he swept up with his tongue.
Hinata shuddered at the feeling, both from the physical sensation and the position of power it put her in. She started to smoothly ride Naruto’s cock, the stimulation from both of her holes being rather enticing to her senses.
For his part, Naruto simply lay back and enjoyed himself, one hand pillowing his head while the other reached up to fondle and grasp at Hinata’s breasts, popping one out of her bra to play with skin to skin.
Breathing a little heavier, Hinata reached behind her and pressed Tanaka’s face flush against her ass as she started to bounce a little more enthusiastically, actually commanding him to stick his tongue inside her as she did so. If her family could see her now they would be mortified. Riding the cock of a man who wasn’t her husband while practically smothering the one who was with her ass while she did so?
The idea of how scandalized they would be poured kerosene onto the fire. With a wail, Hinata came hard enough to squirt, rapidly grinding herself down onto Naruto, hoping for another dose of his cum to ensure her impregnation.
Obligingly, Naruto gripped her hips and started to thrust up into her rapidly until he seized up himself and started to inject her with another load, the majority of it escaping Hinata’s pussy to crawl down his cock and over his balls before dripping onto the bed. Feeling the woman above him stiffen once more, Naruto simply held her and stroked her hair and back as she went through another orgasm, ordering her husband to stop his actions as he did so.
Seeing the man open his mouth to start lambasting them, Naruto made an executive decision. Hinata’s panties which had since slipped back to cover her openings once he’d withdrawn and as such had been rather soaked in their combined release were ripped off and stuffed in the nobles mouth. “Just shut up and sit on the couch.” He commanded him irritably, before getting comfortable in the bed and pulling Hinata close to his side.
She pulled his arm over her properly, settling his palm on her stomach, murmuring happily before slowly drifting off to sleep.
Looking at the ceiling, Naruto felt something that had always been just out of his reach. He felt a beguiling sense of peace and more importantly, freedom.
He had the ability to forge his own path in the world, beholden to no one. He had the respect of the people, meaning they wouldn’t attempt to stand in the way.
He’d come a long way.
Chapter END
Epilogue
Naruto stared out over Konoha, the Hokage hat held in his hand as he stared out over his village. Mebuki had given birth to a pretty little blonde girl, with startling green eyes. She was happy and bubbly and was regularly brought to his office by her older sister Sakura to hang out with ‘Uncle Naruto’.
Hinata was entering her third month of pregnancy, carrying a glow about her that positively illuminated whatever room she was in. She was constantly trying to settle on a name for her child but was unsure what she wanted to name them, be they boy or girl.
“Oi, Naruto.”
Naruto was snapped out of his introspection by the voice of Kakashi, who was giving him a dully amused look.
“Can I have my hat back please?” he asked dryly, holding out his hand.
Chuckling sheepishly, Naruto handed it over and resumed his silent vigil. He wasn’t there yet but Kakashi had all but admitted that the moment he’d had enough of the Hokage position, the hat would immediately go to him. There wasn’t a huge world-ending threat for him to fight anymore, so he tended to simply watch the days go by in an introspective mood.
Or as Sakura liked to say, he was emulating Shikamaru and the Sandaime at the same time.
But still…sometimes it was worth simply stopping every now and then.
FINISHED
Yeah I know it has been a while since my last post, but guh, sometimes things just don’t want to work. I also know this is a weak sauce ending but it had to happen sometime. Now I can completely ignore the chronological order of the Naruto timeline and simply post after-stories willy nilly as they come to me. I just wanted this out of the way so I could post as I want from now on.
So yeah, I’m still going to be writing smut, only it’ll be posted as self-contained one or two-shots in ‘The Secret Technique – After-story’. These will take place from this point onwards in whatever order I damn well fancy.
Yeah the first one is probably going to be Tsunami or something, fuck if I know I’m tired.
Cheerio.
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