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Hot Springs & Gloryholes: One-Shot Collection	By : c0p13r Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 90903 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Chapter List
- 1-Tsunade & Mei
- 2-Konan
- 3-Kurotsuchi
- 4-Moegi
- 5-Hanabi
- 6-Fuu
- 4
- 5
- 6
Warning: ‘Minor1’ element, meaning Hanabi is 11 years old. This will be my last ‘loli’ for this series
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Hanabi
(stand-alone)
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            Why was it? Why was it that whenever Hinata ventured to the hot springs, she did so alone? There was a time when she’d always ask Hanabi to accompany her, and while it was true that the two Hyuuga sisters often went together to the onsen, Hanabi noticed a pattern to her sibling’s solo visitations. There were certain days – consistent every week – she’d omit her little sister from the venture; when Hanabi took the initiative to invite herself, Hinata, stammering, went to great lengths to dissuade her. Hanabi could say that she didn’t see her elder sibling that flustered except when she was around that blond-haired guy. Uzumaki Naruto, if she remembered correctly; Hanabi was more focused on her own clan affairs to care to recite the names of all the other common ninja of the village aside from her sister’s team.
            Hanabi was sitting outside, watching with her young, attentive eyes as Hinata padded to the exit with her bathing supplies. She was acting like she was being sneaky, but if someone was outside the Hyuuga compound and expecting her, she wasn’t exactly being successfully stealthy. It was one of those times when she completely neglected to invite Hanabi. It wasn’t so much as being hurt and ignored than curiosity that had Hanabi so intrigued. Their father had warned them of the dangerous of being naively inquisitive, but being a child, Hanabi couldn’t help herself. Maybe, just this once, she should follow her big sister…
            “Oi! Hinata!”
            Hinata was barely out the front gates when the familiar voice called out to her. Hanabi recognized it as the Inuzuka of Team Kurenai. Sure enough, Kiba came sauntering up to Hinata with his huge canine companion at his side. After a brief and surprised greeting from the sister, Kiba explained that he was there to retrieve her. “Shino’s cornered some rare bug,” he said, gesturing to the forest with his hand. “He can’t get to it, and he doesn’t want to take any chances of it getting away. He wants you to come and use your Byakugan so you can tell him precisely where it is under the rock.”
            “A bug?”
            “Yeah, I figure it’s a waste of your ability too,” Kiba sighed with a shrug. “But it’s what Shino wants, and you know how he gets. Let’s just get it over with. It shouldn’t take long.” The sooner Shino caught that bug, the sooner Kiba and Akamaru could spend traversing the forests of Konoha.
            Hinata looked down at her bucket. She murmured behind her pursed lips. There was a schedule she was supposed to keep to, and it’d throw everything off if she was late. Still, she couldn’t ignore her friends. A few minutes of tardiness should be forgiven, she reasoned while setting her supplies behind the gate to wait for her return. Mentioning to Kiba how she wanted to make haste, the three of them hurried down the road to catch up with the patiently waiting Shino.
            With her sister gone, Hanabi slowly stepped out of the shadowed section of the porch. Sure enough, it did not seem like Hinata would be returning quickly, which threw a wrench in Hanabi’s plans to tail her. It was just bad timing, she reasoned. But then her eyes fell on the left-behind toiletries.
            Perhaps, whatever was so interesting at the hot springs at this particular time on this particular day would still be waiting there, with or without Hinata’s attendance…
            Gulping, Hanabi chose to be a little mischievous.
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            Hyuuga Hanabi scurried to the hot springs with haste she’d never shown before. Normally, she moved on protocol, retaining the dignity of a noble whenever she traveled. This time, she was moving with a more selfish purpose, clutching her sister’s bathing bucket to her chest as if to hide incriminating evidence. Of course, there was no one around, so there was really no need for her to be suspiciously cautious.
            The outdoor onsen that she and her sister usually occupied was usually empty; today was no exception. Most visitors preferred the indoor bath house, as it was closer to the usual commute; the onsen was more preferred at night, when groups would come in drunk with more helpings of alcohol.
            Alone, Hanabi had nothing to be bashful about when she shed her clothes. Her sister’s buxom figure was beautiful, and Hanabi hoped that she would someday fill out like that. Hinata seemed to resent her luscious curves, for they didn’t appeal to her withdrawn nature. There was a time when she tried going out without her baggy jacket, but she felt that she might’ve been strolling around naked with how often passersby would gawk at her cleavage; even Kiba outright ogled her when he was aware of her attributes.
            Little, lithe Hanabi had barely started to develop. Her chest was not flat anymore, but her breasts weren’t much to look at; small lumps, easily cradled in even her own hands. There was faint fuzz at her crotch to announce her beginning maturity. What she did not have to worry about was whether or not she’d blossom fully; Hyuuga women tended to have curvy figures: her timid, elder sister was a prime example of this fact.
            She held her towel in front of her as she strolled into the hot springs, looking around for anything that might interest her big sister enough to keep coming back for these secretly scheduled visits. There wasn’t anything special as she looked around. Everything was average. Maybe it was an event… Hanabi chose to stay and wait; she wasn’t about to object to relaxing in the hot springs for a bit. If nothing happened, maybe Hinata would show up at least to provide some company.
            Taking one last gander around, Hanabi resigned herself to wait. For how long, she hadn’t decided yet; she wasn’t yet bored enough to think about leaving. With her bathing luggage set to the side, she carefully descended into the water. She was small, so the surface came up to her chin when she was fully seated. Now relaxing, she forgot all about why she had come there in the first place.
            On the other side, however, the only other person in the hot springs – who had just arrived, stumbling out of the changing room in haste – had a very strict agenda. Uzumaki Naruto hadn’t even bothered to take a towel out with him when he clumsily kicked off his clothing. There was a certain timeframe for his and Hinata’s private festivities, and he was running late! Hinata may have been a lenient sort, but when it came to this matter, she was very wary. If either of them did not meet here at the same time on the scheduled day, and if they were not alone, the events that usually took place would not transpire.
            “Get off,” he snapped at his boxers, which were still clinging to his heel. He kicked them off and watched as they fell in the springs. Frustrating, but he could worry about wet underwear later. He needed to get to that hole!
            Once free, he threw himself towards the divider of the open air springs and searched for that elusive hole. Having been here on a weekly basis with Hinata for the past month, he found the blocked hole and pushed the blockage through to clatter on the other side. He ducked low and peeked to the women’s side. It was hard to see through the mist, but he felt overjoyed when he saw that familiar haircut on the only woman present.
            He had mistaken on Hyuuga heiress for another.
            “Oi, Hinata!” He spoke softly, but urgently. He knocked on the fence to get her attention. Fortunately, the head turned; unfortunately, he couldn’t recognize the difference between Hyuuga sisters when his vision was so blurred by steam. All he thought to identify was the haircut and color – dark-blue and dark-brown seemed similar in the steam – and the lack of color in the eyes. “I’m here!”
            Hanabi blinked several times, looking towards the fence, but not being sure where that voice was coming from. Whoever it was and wherever the voice was coming from, he must’ve been linked to Nee-san wanting to come to the hot springs in the first place. She wasn’t willing to risk a trap, and formed a hand seal. With a quiet announcement, veins popped out around her suddenly-straining eyes. Steam vanished from her vision, and she only saw in black, white, and blue – the singular flow of chakra from the person on the other side of the fence.
            Was he peeping? If he was, he wasn’t anymore when he stood up fully from his crouched position.
            Well, now that she knew where the person was, she felt more confident approaching. She didn’t ask who it was, didn’t say a word to give herself away; she simply grabbed her towel and held it close, cautiously approaching where the person was. Perhaps he wished to share some secrets with who he mistook to be Hinata. Hanabi didn’t mind lending an open ear.
            But before her hearing could take over, her observant eyes noticed the hole in the wall. It was just a little below her navel and more than broad enough for someone to peek through. Luckily, the man had stopped crouching, which meant that he hadn’t seen the little girl stand up from the water. Still, for the hole to be so large, she had to wonder what…
            She hadn’t even time to think about what the hole was for when suddenly, something long and thick pushed through, arching upward prominently when it was safely through. Hanabi was speechless. As young as she was, she hadn’t much of a clue as to what this pinkish, veiny, swollen-tipped thing was. She could guess that it was an appendage of the guy, but was this what they had instead of what girls had? It looked like a sausage, but a nicer color and an almost-mushroom-like tip. What was with the layer of skin that was peeling back from the tip?
            “C’mon, Hinata,” said the boy who did not sound to be too old. Could it have been one of Hanabi’s sister’s friends? She’d heard Kiba enough to recognize his voice; Shino didn’t talk enough, so it couldn’t have been him. Whoever it was, he sounded urgent. The fence rattled with a soft thud; he must’ve impatiently pushed himself against the divider, desperate for whatever it was he expected from her sister.
            Hanabi was at a loss at what to do. Staring at the long, thick shaft made her feel strange, as though there was something fluttering around in her belly and making her groin hot. Aside from that, though, there was nothing really that she thought of.
            “Touch it, ‘tebayo,” the other finally implored.
            Hanabi pursed her lips, blushing profusely as she continued to stare intently at the pinkish sausage. She pondered if she should obey. Surely, her sister had done something like this if her partner had expected it this time. The sensible thing was to leave, but she was curious about this thing. Touching it shouldn’t be too bad.
            A small hand unlatched from her towel, exposing her right nipple on her nearly-flat chest. It was hard, and when the towel brushed against it, she noticed how sensitive it was. She didn’t pay attention to it, though, focusing solely on her small hand approaching the appendage.
            It was so warm, and she hadn’t even touched it yet! She didn’t take more than a moment’s hesitation before her fist carefully circled around the hard thing. Its sturdiness surprised her. True, it looked hard, but it felt like grabbing solid muscle instead of flesh! Big pale eyes focusing with her mouth inquisitively agape, she leaned in to better examine the phallus. At the tip, where there was a narrow slit of a hole, there beaded some strange fluid. When the boy part throbbed, more of the liquid squeezed out until the abundance dripped in a long stream.
            Naruto did not pay any attention to Hinata’s lack of response. She was weird like that: always so quiet and hesitant, though also obedient and thorough. Her grip seemed a little different. Maybe she was just squeezing less than usual, but it felt like her hand was smaller. No matter, he thought with a foxy and excited grin. She had not left him disappointed thus far.
            Hinata may have been more than satisfactory for Naruto’s Bijuu-enhanced needs, but Hanabi was a different matter. She still had her fist latched around him, but she hadn’t thought of what to do next. Tugging on it never occurred to her, thinking that it might feel like someone trying to tug off an arm. Instead, she kept her fist on a constant and gentle squeeze while she inspected the round head. She kept her distance fair, but this close, she could smell the aroma of the fluid; it was faint, but it was an almost-sweet scent.
            The member surged forward with an accompanying grunt. Hanabi immediately retracted herself from the penis, frightened that the person was angry with her. Such a thought was banished from thought when she heard a pitiful whine from the other side. “What are you waiting for, Hinata?” wheezed the boy desperately. “Put it in your mouth. Suck on it, ‘tebayo.” He sounded very needy, very desperate, as though he was in pain.
            ‘Tebayo’ was a nonsensical phrase that many would recognize from the troublemaker-turned-hero of Konoha, but the Hyuuga was a sheltered clan and had no significant run-ins with the blond-haired orphan. Therefore, Hanabi was left in the dark concerning the identity, but she also had instructions on what was to be done.
            She was to suck on it…
            Like candy? Hanabi doubted the taste would be similar, but she wouldn’t dismiss the order. At the same time, she questioned it. It must’ve been like kissing; not the method, but the act. She wouldn’t go around putting fingers in her mouth, after all! At the same time, she had to think how weird it would be, putting that part inside her mouth. It was meant for other purposes, wasn’t it? She certainly wouldn’t ask someone to put their mouth on her vagina…
            “Please, Hinata,” came the desperate whine.
            Swallowing her hesitation and quieting the questions buzzing in her brain, Hanabi took hold of the shaft, lifted it slightly, and aimed at her mouth. She had to open wide to take him in, but she handled it quite well for an inexperienced girl. There was a grateful sigh when her mouth engulfed him. Her tongue wriggled for space, but his cock hardly left any excess room in her small mouth.
            She did not dare to take him very far in her mouth. Just having two inches felt like she was overdoing it; Naruto did not agree. A tight mouth like this; it was a waste not to ravage it. He groaned loudly, wishing the fence was not holding him back; Hinata was being such a tease taking so little of him in, but it also felt so good!
            Hanabi could practically feel the anticipation circulating through the object in her mouth. A substance that was not her saliva poured over the back of her tongue, and she could only assume that it was that very same fluid she had been so curious about before. It was too late to wonder if it would be alright to swallow it; when it leaked towards the back of her throat, her esophagus impulsively flexed to carry the small load to her stomach.
            Not too bad of texture or taste; if she did not liken the slimy feeling running down her throat to anything gross, it was tolerable.
            After a moment of cradling the cockhead in her mouth, she proceeded with the other instruction: sucking. She sealed her lips tightly around the swollen tip and commenced to drawing on the shaft. There wasn’t much technique employed. She didn’t know it, but her sister had grown quite accustomed to satisfying Naruto through this hole in the fence.
            Naruto grimaced when he felt the fierce suction on the tip of his cock. Was Hinata trying to give him a hickey?! It was like she was trying to sup his essence like water through a straw. While it didn’t hurt, per se, it did make him wonder why she wasn’t using her usual abilities.
            “Hinata,” he wheezed. “Do it like before, ‘tebayo.”
            On his instruction, Hanabi was worried. She couldn’t very well do something like before if she’d never done it before! And to mimic her sister; Hanabi was afraid she would be found out and scolded. What would Father do if Naruto reported this egregious event? Though she was intrigued by it and was left tingling, she knew it was something bad to put someone’s genitals in her mouth.
            She whimpered softly and started to pull her mouth off of him, but at the last second, Naruto rushed against the fence with his hips, embedding more than just the tip in her mouth. She gasped around him, but didn’t try to take him out. He rocked his hips back, dragging out of her mouth before filling it again. He then gave Hanabi a very useful hint when he exhaled, “Just like that…”
            Hanabi allowed him to pump himself in and out of her mouth a few more times before she was bold enough to try to copy the motions with her head. She and Naruto started off-rhythm, but Naruto started to ease back to let her do her thing. Hanabi wasn’t able to take him in as far as Hinata was able, but he didn’t complain, so it wasn’t an issue.
            Putting her small hands on the fence – her towel fell to her knees, leaving her completely naked – she pushed her head back and forth. Her tongue was pressed flat on the floor of her mouth, rubbing against the vein-riddled underside of Naruto’s length. It was easy to detect the abundant throbbing in her mouth, but she wasn’t sure what it meant; she also wasn’t sure how long she was expected to do this. Her jaw was cramping and she was just plain getting tired.
            She was about to give up and hope that the person on the other side of the fence was satisfied with the effort she had put in. He’d been moaning appreciatively for a while, so he shouldn’t have any complaints about her dislodging her mouth. She gave one last bob of her head before the shaft suddenly pulsed and the boy pushed forward as much as he could, almost slipping into her throat.
            “Here it comes, Hinata,” he wheezed in warning.
            Here what comes?
            Hanabi’s eyes flashed wide when a gooey substance suddenly sprayed over the back of her throat. Without knowing what it was, she was forced to swallow it before pulling back. More of the liquid – which she found to be incredibly bitter and salty on her tongue – continued to gush in abundant spurts; each one was accompanied by a deep-throated grunt from the other side.
            The pulsating cock was drawn out of her cum-filled mouth, though it still throbbed strongly. She opened her mouth and spit out the distasteful fluid, leaving a puddle right in front of her knees. At first, Hanabi had feared that he was going to the bathroom, but the strange, milky fluid pumping out of him was something else entirely. She thought to move out of the way of the gushes, but like a deer caught in headlights, she simply watched as the penis doused her slender body – from chest to thighs – with white streaks. She stared down at the slow-moving rivers running down her body, noticing how one fateful spurt had spilled over her brown nipple.
            Looking back up, she saw a drip of the white stuff dangling from the swollen tip, slowly drooping to inevitably fall to the ground. If she wanted to, she could save it with her tongue and slurp out every remaining bit. Though she didn’t like the taste, she found herself doing just that, carefully lifting her tongue to catch the dangling dollop and reattach her lips around the head.
            Naruto was slumped against the wall when he felt the head of his cock be capped once again. Normally, Hinata was so tentative. He didn’t know why she was so forward today, but it was exciting. If not for Hinata’s one condition, he would’ve leapt over to her side to fuck her in every position he could think of. They had relations before, face-to-face, but afterwards, Hinata had been so embarrassed that she actually hid under her blanket for the better part of a week. Thus, when Naruto embarrassedly and excitedly asked if they could try ‘it’ again, she nearly passed out, but after a day or two of consideration, she came up with this whole ‘hot springs and gloryholes’ idea.
            Even if he couldn’t be with her and touch her soft flesh – her tits were even more glorious to touch than look at! – he was determined to take her as usual. His Jinchuuriki-enhanced stamina proved to be much more than Hinata, Sakura, and likely any other woman – with perhaps the exception of the best medical ninja around, Senju Tsunade – could handle, but it was better than relying on his own hand, as that was not only boring, but tiring as well. Also, there was the fact that he’d feel a little guilty leaving Hinata unsatisfied.
            “Hinata,” he wheezed, his breathing elevating with expectancy. He pulled back to stroke himself a little, smearing ‘Hinata’s spit – mixed with traces of his cum – across his cock to slicken him up more. When he was satisfied with his lubrication, he presented himself once again through the hole. Normally, he would peek through to get a good glimpse of Hinata’s assets, as she would sometimes put on a quick show of her tits or spreading the lips of her pussy – all embarrassedly, of course – but he was too eager to be inside of her.
            Hanabi heard the boy call for Hinata to bend over, to press back against the hole. Did he simply enjoy giving orders? She supposed she should be a little glad that he was verbally guiding her through this experience. Obediently, she turned about and set her backside against the hole in the fence. She had to say that it felt somewhat relieving to jut her crotch out, but the rough planks of the divider did feel uncomfortable against her rump.
            The alignment with the hole was off because of her size. Naruto, however, did not know this, and his jabbing cock hit against Hanabi’s ass instead of her cleft. Confused by his normally-accurate thrust, Naruto tried again only to grind against the crevice of Hanabi’s backside again.
            “What are you doing?” He could appreciate a joke as well as the next person, but this was maddening! He wanted to be inside of her! “Get higher, ‘tebayo!”
            Hanabi didn’t know why she was out of breath, or why she suddenly became so eager to find something to elevate her. Upon feeling the phallus slide through the crack of her butt, her crotch – which was oddly hot and wet (though she was sure she hadn’t wet herself) – began to ache. Luckily, there were stools out for guests to sit and rinse on in the hot springs. They were just tall enough to level out her groin with the hole.
            First contact was made with his cock; it brushed against her slick nether lips. Against there, he felt huge, bigger even than when she sucked him into her mouth! She considered what she was in store for when that blunt tip continued to probe her virgin hole. It felt good, sending jolts of delight up her spine… kind of like a tickle, but far more intense. She wasn’t going to giggle, and instead whimpered loudly.
            Naruto could not explain why, but Hinata seemed tighter than usual. He took his time when he found her entrance, groaning deep in his throat when his tip separated her folds. Yes, she was tighter, but he wasn’t about to complain or ask why. Rolling his head back, he eased deeper and deeper into the snug quim.
            Hanabi, however, was less elated. She scrunched her face while tears started to build at the corners of her pale eyes. The wide shaft split her wide. She didn’t know how thankful she should be for her training; because of it, her hymen had long since tore, which meant that Naruto wasn’t going to break through any membranes within her. And if he met with such a suspicious resistance, he’d certainly connect the dots, as there was no way Hinata could have a hymen after he’d thoroughly fucked her on more than several occasions.
            Hanabi squealed and was on the verge of crying when he pushed hard against the back of her vagina. The tingling of her loins was muffled underneath the straining pain. She wished he could’ve been a little smaller to suit her better. She barely fit half of him up her quim!
            That was enough for Naruto, though if he had the option, he would’ve grabbed her waist and drawn her fully onto him. If she did not feel like taking him in completely, though, he wouldn’t persist; it had caused her to limp for a while when he ignored her protests and fucked her as hard and as deep as he could.
            Poor Hanabi would’ve been dealt worse if he was so impulsive. The most she could manage was steeling herself atop the stool and try to keep her balance. One hand held onto her buckling knees while the other supported itself on the fence. She heard and felt the draw of the shaft pulling back from her depths, and she wondered if that was all there was to it. It felt good, him sliding out of her, but all at once, he filled her again, almost knocking her off balance. Her voice slipped with a sharp yelp that was hardly given any mind; Naruto knew that Hinata was quite vocal, and it spurred him on.
            Hanabi grunted and whimpered as she took his deep poundings. Each dive into her cause the liquid to squish with loud, obnoxious noises that nobility should not make. Yet, dutifully, she stayed. Not simply for the anonymous boy’s sake, but because she was becoming accustomed to the feeling – pain quickly ebbing – and there was mysterious expectancy in this growing feeling of pleasure.
            Still so big, she thought while rocking back and forth with Naruto’s energetic thrusts. Her brown hair hung around her face like a veil, masking her blush. She gritted her teeth and gave a prolonged wail. That building feeling in the pit of her stomach suddenly released with great relief and enjoyment. It didn’t feel like she was going to the bathroom, but there was an abundance of wetness caused by this releasing feeling.
            “Argh! Hinata!” Naruto wheezed when he felt the pussy cum around his pumping cock. The extra moisture made it all the easier for him to plunge in, but the swelling of her insides practically locked him inside of her. He could reserve himself for a while longer, but he chose to rush for his orgasm, feeling accomplished at having Hinata cum so surprisingly quick. She must’ve been very excited today! Being the impetuous lad he was, he couldn’t maintain the responsibility of pulling out when he felt his load bubbling, ready to shoot up his cock. His thrusts became sharper.
            Hanabi was cumming a second time before she could even recover from the first. “Ah! Please!” she whined, begging for mercy while still pressing her buttocks back against the fence. Her essence squirted out around the piston-like member. The wood around the hole was saturated by her. Violent convulsions continued to lock up her muscle groups; in fact, her body tensing was the only way her knees were kept from giving out beneath her. There was the option to hop off of the dick, but she was in a panicked state and refused to think logically. Her mentality – the way she was raised by her strict father – she would stay in place until instructed to do otherwise. He didn’t tell her to move; he just shouted, as if in warning, that he was going somewhere. She didn’t quite catch the concept of the word ‘cum’, confusing it with ‘come’.
            The pussy hadn’t dismounted him, even on his third warning. All other times, he only needed to give one announcement of his orgasm before Hinata would retreat, and he was sure she heard him. Was it really okay, he thought excitedly? One more shout that he was cumming, and still she stayed firmly on him. Throwing his head back and howling in rapture, driving as deep as he could in the drenched quim until he was pushing her cervix inward painfully, his narrow slit aimed directly against the path to the young womb. Millions of sperms sprung from his body to load up hers.
            Hanabi’s screwed-shut eyes flashed open at the feeling of sticky heat circulating through her insides. Her tummy filled with the foreign warmth. It must’ve been that strange goo that he deposited in her mouth. Injection with this method was not as unpleasant; it actually felt good, though if she was privy to the likely consequences. Gasping, Hanabi allowed the suddenly-stiff man to continue thumping inside of her, ridding himself of as much lust as he could. A good portion of his abundant cum spilled out from her still-stuffed chute, either running down the insides of her legs or dripping between her feet.
            Elated, Naruto let himself remain within the snatch a while longer to savor this new feeling. Internal ejaculation… As much as he liked Hinata either jerking him or putting her mouth on his ejaculating cock, this was far nicer. It felt more natural, though when time came to pull out – they both couldn’t stay like this all day – he seethed as though someone ripped a tightly-applied band-aid off his arm; that backward pass between her swollen lips even made him jump a little.
            Hanabi stumbled before falling to the ground, gasping and happy to have that big thing withdrawn from her. Lazily gazing back, she saw that the proud object had arched downward a little, losing its vigorousness. Its spent efforts, however, remained with her, scalding her insides and swimming desperately to find suitable planting grounds.
            Breathlessly, the boy thanked Hanabi’s sister for the time spent and already made arrangements for the next meeting. It was like Hinata to be so scheduled. The boy splashed briefly in the hot springs before taking his leave to head home, refreshed and restored.
            Hanabi was not so easy to perk up. Her legs still felt like jelly, and it was tempting just to fall asleep. However, those notions were banished when she heard the door to the springs open and the soft pad of bare feet on wet stone. Not thinking of whom it might be, Hanabi quickly surged into the water and ducked in up to her face. Quickly, she wiped off whatever traces of semen that were still on her face.
            “Hanabi-chan?”
            She was startled to be staring up at her elder sister, blushing and wrapped in a towel – which flatteringly accentuated her figure. “What are you doing here?” Hinata was genuinely concerned, as today, she was meant for a rendezvous with a certain someone. Had she missed him?
            “I… I wanted to take a bath,” Hanabi said, her voice strangely shaken.
            Hinata gulped loudly and looked over towards the fence. Hanabi held her breath. If she spotted the hole, the positioning of the foot stool underneath would be quite incriminating. Luckily, the steam hid it all from view, and Hinata chose not to be suspicious – even though Hanabi now secretly knew what she was up to when she came here alone. Putting on a smile, Hinata sloshed into the water to join her sibling. “Did… anything strange happen?” she asked. When Hanabi did not answer right away, she chose to be a bit more direct. “Was there anyone else here?”
            Hanabi looked away, flushed brightly, and said, “I think there was. But I think he left.” The answer was satisfactory, so Hinata would relax and talk with Naruto about her missing the meeting. And all the while, she was unaware of the semen seeping out of her little sister and floating through the water next to her.
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