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Lord Hokage	By : EroPrincess Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Hinata Views: 35719 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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.

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Summary: Naruto celebrates his promotion with friends and his wife.

Celebration
“Because I’m happy…” – Pharrell Williams
Naruto Uzumaki stood on the balcony of the Hokage mansion Friday afternoon overlooking the village he now presides over as the Seventh Hokage. The warm, spring air gently blew small, green leaves around him, causing his red-and-white Hokage cape to flutter behind him. The Hokage cape symbolized his title as the Leaf Village’s hero and he wanted his Hokage garment to showcase that. The sky was a dazzling blue and puffy, white clouds adorned the expansive atmosphere. It all felt surreal to the 27-year-old that the village that once shunned him is now his to protect.
As the newly appointed Hokage after his sensei Kakashi Hatake retired, Naruto’s intense blue eyes took in his surroundings with a sense of awe. Over in the distance were many modernized city buildings that housed lucrative businesses and more apartment homes for his people. He looked around the multi-colored edifices of the suburban area of the Village Hidden in the Leaves and a sense of nostalgia washed over him as he located everything from his friends’ homes to his favorite restaurant Ichiraku’s.
Breathing heavily, the blond Hokage closed his eyes and inhaled the crisp, fresh, spring air of his village; sort of a way to digest everything that was happening to him was real. This wasn’t a genjutsu cast upon him by a cruel enemy—he was the Leaf Village’s Seventh Hokage and knowing that made everything he’s ever endured throughout his youth worth it. He finally achieved his lifelong, childhood dream; and damn it felt great!
Pumping his fists in the air, the boisterous, hyperactive Hokage jumped and yelled to the villagers below with a massive grin, “I’M THE HOKAGE! I TOLD YOU I WAS GONNA BE HOKAGE!”
Standing at the sliding glass doors of the balcony, Hinata Uzumaki leaned against the frame and smiled at her husband of eight years. She was truly happy for him, everyone was. She watched his dream come into fruition since their academy days and her heart swelled with pride as she looked at him basking in the labors of his hard work. Her tiny, sandaled feet stepped out on the balcony and her fingers intertwined with his, closing around his hand.
Naruto didn’t bother looking back at his wife because he already sensed her presence before she stood next to him. Aside from his dream of becoming Hokage coming true, another thing Naruto always wanted also was attained: his desire to have a family.
Growing up as an orphan, the blond didn’t know what the love of a family was. He had to forge bonds with other villagers, and while he holds those bonds close to his heart, it still didn’t eradicate the pain of not having a genuine family. Hinata changed all of that. She selflessly offered her love to him when no one else did, and saved his life many times. It took him several years to finally realize his feelings for her as well. And at the age of 19 they married and later became parents to a 7-year-old son, Boruto, and a 4-year-old daughter, Himawari.
Unlinking his fingers with his wife’s, Naruto circled his arm around Hinata’s waist and pulled her close to his side. Together in tranquil silence they looked over their home, the Hidden Leaf Village, to absorb everything in. After a few moments of peace, it was Hinata who interrupted their serenity.
“It’s amazing, isn’t it? Everything you’ve ever wanted, you’ve ever worked for, is finally here.”
Instead of replying with words, the Seventh Hokage cupped the brunette’s chin with his prosthetic hand placed a chaste kiss upon her soft, pink lips.
After returning his kiss with equal vigor, Hinata looked into his eyes and inquired, “When do you officially start?”
“Monday,” Naruto answered her with an immodest grin stretching his face. He couldn’t stop smiling even if he wanted to; he was finally the Leaf Village’s Hokage and nothing could ruin his exuberance today. “I start Monday. Today I’m just letting it all sink in, y'know?”
Feeling just as giddy as her husband and wanting to memorialize such an eventful day for him, Hinata’s cheeks flushed rouge as she shyly told him, “We… We can celebrate, later tonight if you like.”
Lifting a blond eyebrow questioningly at his wife, Naruto asked, “What do you have in mind?”
Smiling brilliantly at the new Hokage, Hinata’s lilac eyes shone with excitement as she answered. “There’s a new karaoke bar that opened in the city last week. I was thinking we can invite some of our friends and have a couple of drinks while we ruin popular songs.” She giggled at her lame joke and Naruto joined her.
“That’s a great idea, Love, but who’s gonna watch the kids?” Thinking for a bit, he corrected himself, “all of our kids?”
“Well,” playfully toying with the zipper of his bright orange top, Hinata admitted, “Father and Hanabi agreed to watch Himawari and Boruto tonight. Hanabi’s picking them up after school and from there, they’re going to stay at the Hyuga manor.
"Lady Tsunade agreed to look after Inojin and Sarada.” Naruto winced at the idea of the former Fifth Hokage babysitting Ino’s son and Sakura’s daughter as he could only imagine what the gambling alcoholic would teach the impressionable youth.
“And,” Hinata continued as her hands trailed upwards to his broad shoulders, smoothing the fabric of his Hokage robe over the lean muscle. “Shikadai’s visiting his uncles in the Sand Village for the weekend. So don’t worry about the kids.”
Grinning down at his wife appreciatively, Naruto told her, “You thought of everything, didn’t you?” The way he recited it was more of a statement than a question and he hugged his wife close to his chest when she nodded energetically.
“You’re always working so hard, Naruto.” She told him earnestly. Fingering the chain that linked his Hokage cape around his neck, she continued. “Tonight, let us spoil you. Just relax and enjoy the moment… y'know?” Chuckling at her use of his hackneyed phrase, Hinata’s twinkling eyes gazed deeply into her husband’s.
Threading the strands of her silky, jet-black hair, Naruto whispered passionately, “I love you, Mrs. Uzumaki.”
Locking her hands behind his neck, Hinata returned his amorous phrase with her own. “I love you too, Seventh Hokage.”
Naruto captured her lips and massaged them against his own, gradually pushing her inside his office. Never releasing his lips from hers, he shut the glass doors behind him and continued to push Hinata until her back was pressed against the wall. Looking down at his blushing, panting wife, he smirked and said, “There’s no one here right now to interrupt us. Let’s use our time wisely.”
Hinata covered her pink cheeks with her palms as her eyebrows shot up past her bangs. Immediately becoming worried about someone possibly intruding on them, she squeaked out, “Right here? Right now? No, Naruto. I don’t think—” He closed his lips over hers again, sealing off her words of concern.
Separating his lips from hers, Naruto told her with a salacious grin, “I think it’s only right I use my office properly. That way whenever I come to work, all I can think about is you.”
Grabbing the back of his head again, Hinata stood on her tiptoes and kissed her husband passionately, allowing herself to be pulled into unpredictable, prurient world.
Mentally Naruto pumped his fists triumphantly as his fingers slowly slid the zipper down from Hinata’s pants…

In a tangled mass of skin, ripped clothes, groping hands and digging fingers, Naruto and Hinata drunkenly stumbled in their home. Their lips interlocked in a lascivious tango and their skin pasty with perspiration. It was dark in their house with only the moonlight and the fluorescent lamps from the streetlights filtering their windows enabling them to see as they clumsily tread to their bedroom, never breaking their kiss.
Landing haphazardly on their bed, Naruto and Hinata’s lips parted to laugh at their drunkenness. Naruto’s cobalt eyes hungrily gazed down at his wife and he nearly drooled as he perused over her nude, curvaceous body.
Her onyx hair was splayed against their bedspread and her heavy chest heaved as she took deep, calming breaths. Her peach nipples protruded, gooseflesh prickled her skin and the apex of her thighs pulsated and salivated with need.
“Naruto,” the brunette whispered seductively as she gently caressed his whiskered cheek. “Please, just take me. I’m ready for you. I don’t want foreplay tonight.” In a haze of inebriated courage, she clutched his left wrist and guided it to her blazing, dripping womanhood.
The Seventh Hokage’s eyes bulged and his lips separated in an astounded “O” at his wife’s boldness. His fingers deftly felt the softness of her nether lips and his digits were slicked with her secretions. Oh, he definitely could tell she was wet and ready for him. As his fingers continued to explore the dampness of her womanhood, more blood surged to his dick, making it grow exponentially.
Growling sexily in her ear, the blond throatily cried out, “Oh, Hinata!” before capturing her lips against his once again. Cradling the underside of her knees in the crevices of his arms, he slid his dick in between her folds, coating his length with her wetness and nipped her plump, bottom lip before asking, “How do you want it, Love?”
Hinata’s cheeks were flushed from the many glasses of rum she drank along with embarrassment at what she was about to request from her husband. Of course she could blame the copious amounts of alcohol she consumed at the karaoke bar earlier, but deep inside it’s what she really wanted. She was fully cognizant of her desires and tonight she wanted to explore them with her husband.
Lifting her legs in the air, she freed them from his arms and contentedly sighed. Rolling over until she lay on her belly, Hinata positioned herself on all fours and sweetly looked over her shoulder at her shocked husband. Nibbling on her lower lip, she fluttered her lashes and breathed out, “Please? I… I want it like this, Naruto.” It was difficult enough for her to simply tell him she wanted him to make love to her from behind, so she hoped he wouldn’t tease her for wanting him to make love to her in his position.
Thickly swallowing and blinking away his astonishment, the new Hokage nodded in understanding as his own, faint blush coated his cheeks. Caressing the softness of the left cheek of her heart-shaped derrière with his left hand, Naruto clenched his dick in his prosthetic hand and voiced, “Tell me, Love. Do you want me to go fast or slow?”
Lowering the top half of her body to the bed, Hinata arched her back to raise her bottom half higher in the air towards her lover. She cradled the pillow underneath her and whispered, “Tonight is all about you, Naruto. I want you to love me… in any way you want to.”
This time Naruto did immaturely salivate. A sliver of drool escaped his lips at the thought of pleasuring his wife however he wanted to. Quickly wiping away the spittle from his chin, he guided his length to her leaking cavity and slowly, languidly entered her body.
Both lovers moaned aloud at the sensation of Naruto’s dick slickly pushing against her walls. Hinata shut her thighs and her inner muscles clamped around him to keep him trapped inside her dewy orifice.
Holding on to her hips for support, the Seventh Hokage thrust himself deep within his wife, slow, torturously slow. He wanted tonight to last for a long as possible. With his new promotion to Hokage, Naruto knew he wouldn’t enjoy many nights like this. Most of his time would be spent at the Hokage mansion performing duties to protect and serve his village. Quality family time and making love to his wife would have to take a backseat.
Mental images of him not being able to teach Boruto new jutsu, sharing imaginary tea with Himawari, or caressing and loving his wife at night burned his brain. Naruto’s fingers burrowed deeper into the flesh of Hinata’s hips and his strokes gradually sped, as though he wanted to quickly end this round of lovemaking and hurriedly start another just to make love to his wife many times before their inevitable separation because of his job.
Hinata revelled in the unpredictable way Naruto thrust into her from behind. Her mind was a cloudy haze of lust and she awed at his inconstant, erotic pushes fully burying his length inside her. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her knuckle to keep from crying out as his fluctuating strokes made her feel very good.
Her large, round breasts swayed with every movement of their joined bodies, and passionate hiccups fell from her lips at every stab of Naruto’s hardness pressing deep in her tight, feminine core. She wiggled her bottom against his hips, doing her best to match his strokes with her own soft pushes.
Gripping the pillow with both hands, Hinata tossed her head back and groaned out, “Yes, Naruto! Love me! Just like that!”
It took every ounce of tact in him to not grip Hinata’s hair and fuck her like a wild beast. Naruto continued to increase his eager thrusts, clutching her hips as a way to prevent him from fisting her strands to jerk her head back until her pretty, pale neck stretched.
Her inner, damp muscles kept massaging his length, surrounding his dick in her molten pool. Sweat coated their skin and the room heated unbearably, but it didn’t matter to them. Slapping sounds and fervid moans of their lovemaking echoed throughout the room and the smell of sex in the air permeated their nostrils, acting as an aphrodisiac and increasing their desire for one another.
Hinata’s center quivered around Naruto’s length and he felt himself on the verge of cresting as well. To prolong their coupling, he slowed down again and lifted his wife’s body until her back pressed against his chest.
“N-Naru…to…?” she questioned their new position to her husband.
“Shh…” he gently cooed in her ear. “Trust me, Love.” He adjusted their legs until she was comfortably settled in his lap with her back facing him. Reaching around her waist, Naruto lowered his hand to roll and tweak her stiffened nub between his forefinger and thumb as his prosthetic hand toyed and fondled one of her heavy breasts.
Again he thrust himself deep into her, except this time he gave his wife long, slow, yet hard strokes. Nibbling her earlobe, the blond husked, “You like that, Hinata? You like the way I feel inside you?”
Reaching behind her to circle her arms around his neck, Hinata’s lilac eyes misted as she cried out, “Yes, Naruto!” Her thighs quavered from his erotic ministrations and with every one of his upwards shoves, she pushed down on his length, increasing their pleasure and making them groan from the heated sensation. “Oh, yes!” In this position she felt every inch of her lover ramming inside her till her gut ached. And it was marvelous.
Speeding his fingers toying with her clit, Naruto ceased his thrusts to circle his hips against his wife’s soft rear. He grinded deep within her, rotating his pelvis in varying intervals, making their intercourse fitful and unpredictable.
Hinata’s fingernails scratched at his scalp and her digits pulled his hair with every circle of his hips against her flesh. Her center dripped her liquid passion on his lap and she cried out his name every time he pulled at her sensitive bud.
“Naruto,” she breathed huskily in the air. “If you keep doing that… with your fingers… I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” her words trailed off as her husband only increased the motions of his fingers pushing, tugging, pulling and playing in between her thighs.
“You’re gonna what, Love?” he inquired as a naughty, playful smirk stretched his face. “Tell me. I wanna hear you say it, y'know?”
“Ohh…” the prim brunette moaned. “I-I’m gonna… I wanna… cum…” Her face darkened crimson at her admittance, but at the moment it didn’t matter. She only wanted her release, the release only her husband could grant and she was desperate to be freed from the sexual torture he was giving her.
Pushing her forward on the mattress, Naruto lifted her bottom in the air and pistoned himself fully in and out of her from behind. He clutched the glorious cheeks of her derrière as Hinata clawed at their bedspread.
Loving his wife from behind at differing speeds, Naruto grit his teeth and released a guttural sigh when he felt Hinata’s wetness thickly coat his dick. Her orgasm felt like a warm waterfall drenching his length and Naruto basked in her sticky heat.
Feeling his wife’s release triggered his own orgasm, and the blond spurt rivulets of his seed deep in the confines of Hinata’s womb. Embedding himself to the hilt, Naruto didn’t pull out until every drip of his essence was fully expelled inside his wife.
Collapsing beside his woman, Naruto pulled Hinata’s body flush against his until her back pressed firmly against his chest, spooning her. Pushing her thick hair out of his way, he left a trail of blazing, butterfly kisses along her neck and whispered, “You’re incredible, Hinata.”
During their lovemaking their drunkenness wore off and together the couple lay in blissful silence with their fingers linked. Hinata lifted their hands to kiss the gold wedding band on Naruto’s finger. Releasing a coital sigh, she breathed out, “I only want to make you happy, Naruto. I know when you start work next week you’re going to be extremely busy and you won’t have time for us like you use to.” Speaking those words caused an uncomfortable ache in her chest, but Hinata continued on. “So I wanted to make tonight memorable for you.”
“I am happy, Hinata,” the Seventh Hokage assured her. “My dream of becoming Hokage came true. I have a family who loves me unconditionally. And,” turning her body around so she could fully face him, he told her, “I have you. Nothing in this world couldn’t make me happier.” He gave her his signature grin and tears of joy blurred Hinata’s vision.
“Thank you for loving us, Naruto.” She pressed her face against his chest and squeezed her arms around his midsection to hold him close.
Kissing the dark tendrils of her hair, he said, “Thank you Hinata, for loving me.”

I tried to keep the crude language to a minimal. The story’s unfinished because I didn’t write the karaoke bar scene. I’ll edit it eventually, but I really wanted to get this out. And my heart wasn’t really in this one, so I apologize if this fic isn’t up to par. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but lately I haven’t been inspired to write smut. And while this story is independent from the Lord Hokage series, I’m just going to add it there since this features Hokage-Naruto. I have one more request to fulfill and then I’m going to take a break from writing.
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