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Naruto's Fetish (Remastered)	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 126576 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This story is not meant for profit, but rather for the enjoyment of both the writer and the readers.

Chapter List
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Here's the next chapter, quite a bit longer this time, and with two lemons for you guys. But first, some review replies.
dragonfly_dust - Lol. Don't worry, Sasuke will get his comeuppance at some point, but he's got to sleep with them somehow.
UncleAnon - Your review... honestly, most of it seems like you're just looking, prying and picking for any reason to dislike my story. First of all - Sasuke isn't going to fucking genjutsu/'brainwash' his best friend's daughter. Second of all, this is Sasuke, postwar Sasuke, the one who's let go of all of his hatred and anger. Acting like he's going to be the same as his teenage self is plain ignorant.
And by the way, again, it's SASUKE. An Uchiha, Indra's incarnate, and a fucking beast on his own regardless. Acting like he couldn't keep up with Kisame, or a base-jinchuriki (not Naruto or Killer Bee, but say Gaara) is stupid. And inspiring devotion and friendship? Sasuke literally has people hanging off of him, completely and totally loyal to him - Naruto, Sakura, Boruto, Suigetsu, Jugo, Karin, just to name a few. Trying to act like he doesn't inspire 'devotion and friendship' is again, ignorant.
You're right, it is my fic. And while I respect your opinion, it doesn't mean I can't think it's plain wrong. But don't act like you're being all 'nice' and 'respectful'. Comparing my story to the endless !Dark !Rinnegan Naruto harem fics out there is just plain being a dick.
Now that's out of the way, we can get onto the chapter. Enjoy!
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Stars danced in front of her eyes.
Thickness, girth, moving in and out of her at a steady pace.
Where was she? What was she doing here?
Strong arms holding her down with ease, preventing her from thrashing about.
Her vision was blurred. She was laying on something extraordinarily soft and squishy.
Pleasure like she couldn’t believe, coursing through her body, forcing her body to experience mind numbing orgasm after mind numbing orgasm.
Something… ached in her loins. She felt sore.
Her moans, hoarse and animalistic, echoing throughout the room.
Uzumaki Himawari took a deep breath, as the events of the previous night ran through her head at a thousand miles per hour. Her blackmailing Sasuke, pulling him into bed, him shoving that monster cock into her cunt and screwing her into submission…
She shivered. It had been everything she had ever dreamed of - and more. I mean, for fuck’s sake, he had fucked her unconscious! She could still feel twinges of pleasure, and pain, her poor previously virgin snatch still reeling from the combination of Sasuke’s enormous member, and from the endless orgasms he had thrown her through.
Despite the aching, she felt great. All loose and lanky, honestly, she felt like she could run a marathon right now - although she may limp a little bit on the run. But… she had other plans in mind.
She was certain that Sakura would have raised quite the stink if she had discovered a naked Himawari on her couch, so it was clear that she wasn’t home. And she knew where she was, having been inside of Sasuke and Sakura’s home many times for dinner with her parents and Boruto.
So… it stood to reason that she, and Sasuke were alone in the house. And, it stood to reason that she had a hankering for her ‘Uncle’ to take his massive cock, and stuff it into her as if she were a turkey.
With clear glee in her eyes, she jumped off the couch - landing on her feet. “Oh,” Himawari murmured, grimacing as her loins twinged a bit. It was gone a moment later, and soon she was bounding up the stairs, taking them two at a time.
She threw open the door to the master bedroom, and ran inside - leaping full long onto the bed.
“Uncle Sasuke!” Himawari squealed, as she collided with the sleeping Uchiha - landing squarely on his chest. Despite the layer of sheets separating their naked bodies, she began to grind her body against him, a frenzied and lustful look on in her eyes.
She had been unbelievably happy when he had conceded to her bout of blackmailing him. Why? Well… she liked Sasuke a lot (an understatement at best), but even that wouldn’t lead her to sell out her parents like that. If he had said no to her… she basically would have had nothing. Thankfully, he’d said yes.
Mismatched eyes shot open. “Himawari...?” Sasuke said, his hands instinctively cradling her firm ass cheeks. It took him a moment to realize their rather… scandalous position - but, by then, it was already too late. His body had acted on auto pilot… and a certain appendage was beginning to grow rapidly.
“Oh…” Himawari groaned, as she felt his hardening cock poke upwards through the sheets and against her thigh. “Don’t even think that was a one time thing, Uncle.” she told him, grinning ferally. “You and I are going to be doing this a lot.”
One would think that a man who had just been offered an indefinite amount of hot and crazy sex would look a little more… eager. He wasn’t going to deny that the sex was bad, oh heavens no, but… still. He wasn’t happy about it.
But, regardless, it was an easy choice to make. Either he was forced into cheating on his wife, and got to screw an eighteen year old in every position and way imaginable, or his, Naruto, and Hinata’s secret was spilled for the whole village to know - and who knows what the consequences of that would be - by that same eighteen year old.
He was stuck in between a rock and a hard place… and reluctant as he was, he had to go through with it. His goal: keep a horny, deviant, Uzumaki Himawari satisfied sexually.
Thankfully, that likely wouldn’t be too hard, if last night was anything to judge by. But, that same ease wouldn’t last. If Sakura and Hinata were anything to go by, her need would grow, and soon… he shuddered. This was not how he had hoped Himawari’s little crush would turn out.
“Alright,” Sasuke said. “Let’s get this over with.” He picked her up, gently setting her down at his side on the bed. He threw the sheets off of him, freeing his naked body for Himawari’s viewing pleasure. “Hands and knees.” he told her. “Now.”
She shivered at the authority in his voice, so smooth like velvet, deep like the bottom of the ocean…
There was no hesitation as she arranged herself on all fours, teasingly shaking her hips from side to side. Already, her slit was nice and wet, juices dripping erratically onto the sheets beneath her, soaking them in her essence.
Sasuke ran his large hands over her body, fingers brushing against her cool skin. He knew just the right buttons to push - especially considering a lot of her erogenous zones were in the same place as her mother’s, a fact that brought a smirk to his face.
Doggy style sounded fun - but… he had something else in mind. With ease, he picked her up once more, flattening Himawari against his chest. He twisted himself around, pressing himself against the headboard with her in his lap. A hand on the base of his member, he angled it towards her dripping snatch, and without further ado, slid inside of her.
Himawari gasped. Once more, he was inside of her - and perhaps her spell of unconsciousness had made her forget, but did he get even bigger than last night? It was incredible. She felt so small compared to him, considering his cock alone made up a fifth of her body’s length. His hands held her against him easily, fingers palming her breasts, running over her perky nipples.
And he wasn’t gentle. With frightening ease, he dragged her up and down his monstrous cock, as if she were a ragdoll, a cock sleeve, something that existed only to get him off and served no other purpose.
The thought of that sent her over the edge into her first orgasm of the day, her moans echoing off the walls of the bedroom. His head was nestled on her shoulder, his mismatched eyes burrowing into her blue eyes - conveying a message to her. ‘This is what you wanted.’ it said.
“Oh… oh kami…!” She could hear herself - her voice sounded so depraved, so hoarse, almost as if she had just finished up a five hour long speech. He was doing this to her. This angle, the way she was seated atop him, it gave him so much room inside of her, to penetrate, to break her down, to mold her insides to the shape of his cock. Her inner walls paved way for him, stretching and twisting, rippling around him as she came again and again at his behest.
“Fuck…” Sasuke growled. He was astounded at her sheer tightness - he wasn’t sure if it was her age, her relative inexperience, or just his sheer size - but it was making this a lot more enjoyable than it had to be.
“Uncle-” she croaked. “You’re… oh… oh sweet Hokages…” She- how… how had she managed without him for so long? He was everywhere. So big compared to her, so burly, she felt as if he was engulfing her - his scent, his smell, his everything taking her over, corrupting her, turning her into some sort of cock-needing alien. And she loved it. Every thrust, every pump of his hips, was like a new awakening for her, reminding her of how much control he had over her.
A burning jealousy of her Aunt Sakura settled in her heart. She… she was so lucky! To experience this behemoth of a man, to be wedded to him, to share his bed every night! If only, Himawari thought, if only Himawari were in her spot. She would never leave his side, he would complete her, forever and always, until eternity had passed and his massive cock was still drilling inside of her. And she would be happy.
How much time had passed? A minute? Five minutes? An hour? She wasn’t sure. Himawari had long since lost track of how many times she had cum - the orgasms simply bled into each other, the pleasure never ending, her body convulsing and shaking atop of him, serving only to intensify the ecstasy as his member scraped against her inner walls, her G-spot, her cervix, her womb.
And then, a great warmth spurted inside of her.
It was all consuming, washing over her insides, bathing them in his essence, claiming her… her cervix was no match for his seed, and it was battered down in an instant - her womb following soon after as his cum flooded it, filling it to the brim with hot, white gooey goodness.
“SAS-UKE…” Himawari croaked.
That was all she could say. All she could do. He- she… ugh…
And for the second time in a short period, Himawari passed out.
Sasuke continued to drag her up and down his cock until his orgasm was spent, and then, he pulled her off - setting her down in the center of the bed. She curled up into a little ball, a smile on her face, copious amounts of his jizz leaking from her gaping hole.
He eased himself off of the bed, throwing the sheets over her limp body. ‘A shower would be nice,’ thought Sasuke. He grabbed a fresh change of clothes from the dresser, and padded into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
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Hinata… Hinata had never been much of a secretive person.
Which was an understatement, really. She was an open book - wearing her heart on her sleeve practically at all times. Her ‘secrets’ were typically well known, except for three. Three of them were, admittedly, very recent developments.
The first one was simple… Himawari and Boruto hadn’t been a planned pregnancy. Her birth control had simply failed, and well… Hinata and Naruto had decided to keep the truth from them, to avoid hurting their feelings.
The second one was easy to guess - Naruto’s secret fetish, and by extension, her sleeping with Sasuke in front of him. Nothing would make her spill the beans on that, unless it was to save the world or something like that.
The third…
Naruto. Bless, his sweet, sweet heart, but… she had cheated on him. The guilt was all consuming, overwhelming, and soon, it began to affect everything she did. She had accidently burnt breakfast, she had failed to hit the center of the target with her kunai for the first time since her genin days… she was becoming sloppier, and sloppier.
And it all broke, like a dam, one night over dinner.
Himawari was out on a mission, Boruto out at a friend’s house. The two of them were alone - and Hinata had cooked a… mildly scorched meal for them to eat.
They ate at the dining room table, candles lit, two chinaware plates topped with steaks, mashed potatoes… western foods that she knew Naruto adored.
It was one moment. Naruto was talking about something that had happened at work. She rose her hand up to take a sip of her glass of wine, and she glimpsed her wedding ring - glistening in the dim light.
She couldn’t stop it. It just forced itself from her lips, without warning.
“I slept with Sasuke!” Hinata blurted, her cheeks flushed from a mixture of the alcohol and what she had just said.
Naruto stilled. “Uh… I know.” he said. “I was there. Remember?” He frowned slightly. “Maybe you’ve had a little too much to drink…”
“N-no…!” said Hinata. “Not like that.” Her gaze was sunken, her body stiff, her face solemn. “I-I… I went to his house. And… I-I asked him to… to sleep with me.”
“And…?” Naruto asked, his face serious, his blue eyes grave.
“He said no.” Hinata mumbled. “He tried to talk me out of it, but I b-begged him and… he… he relented. He told me i-it was a one t-time thing… and then we… s-slept together.” Now, she met his gaze, blue eyes locking with pale ones. “I-I’m s-so sorry!” she said, a tear dripping down her cheek. “I… I-I just couldn’t help myself, Naruto…”
Naruto was silent, for a long, long time.
She… his wife… had cheated on him. With Sasuke.
“What… do… do you love Sasuke, is that it?” Naruto asked.
“O-of course not…!” Hinata stuttered. “B-but… he’s just… s-so… g-good… I-I-” She hiccupped, tears streaming down her face. “I-I’m sorry!”
She didn’t love him. She just… had been so desperate for his cock, that she had went over to his and Sakura’s house, and had asked for a good stuffing.
His member twitched.
“How… was it?” Naruto asked.
“W-what?” Hinata said, hiccupping once more.
“I mean… how… how was it?” he asked once more.
“A-aren’t you angry…?” Hinata said.
“Just answer the fucking question.” Naruto growled.
Hinata recoiled slightly, swallowing a lump in her throat. “It was… a-amazing…” she admitted, her voice hardly above a whisper. “I… I asked him t-to be gentle. And he was. H-he was just s-so... “ She flushed.
Naruto took a deep breath. His fist closed up into a ball beneath the table, a vein appearing on his wrist. “I… okay.” he said. “You… you just had to… scratch an itch, right? It’s not like- you’re leaving me for him or anything.”
She nodded. “I-I’m sorry…” she murmured once more.
“I-I forgive you, Hinata.” Naruto said. Suddenly, he stood up, Hinata flinching. “I’m… going out for a walk.” he said. “I’ll be back in a bit, and we can talk more.”
Without waiting for her to respond, he departed, swooping out of the back door and into the night.
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Knock. Knock.
Sasuke stood up from the couch, yawning slightly. In a moment, he had crossed the living room, peering through the door, before opening it up.
“Naruto, what do you-”
As quick as a flash, a fist had slammed into his nose - sending him flying back and into the wall.
Sasuke fell to his hands and knees. “What… what the fuck?!” he growled.
“That’s for sleeping with my wife.” Naruto said, his eyes narrowed.
“Oh… fuck.” Sasuke said, clambering to his feet. “She told you?” He sighed. “Look, Naruto, she came to me, I-”
“I know you tried to talk her out of it, Sasuke.” Naruto said, leaning against the open doorway. “I just- ugh… I don’t know. I’m pissed, and confused, and I just wanted to punch you, okay?”
Sasuke wiped his nose, grimacing at the blood smeared on the back of his hand. “It’s… alright.” Sasuke said, after a moment. “I deserved it.” ‘Especially considering I fucked your daughter too,’ he added inwardly, as an afterthought. “Have you two… erm… made up?”
“I… told her I forgave her.” Naruto said. “And I do. Just- fuck. I don’t know, teme, I just don’t fucking know.” He stepped into the house, slamming the door behind him. “Think you could get me a beer?” Naruto asked.
“I think Sakura might have some in the fridge.” Sasuke said. “Hold on.” He stepped into the kitchen - returning a moment later, two bottles of cold beer in one hand, his other hand wiping away blood from his still running nose. “Here.” Sasuke said, handing Naruto one of the bottles.
“Thanks,” Naruto said.
The two sat down on the couch, cracking open their beers, taking sips from them.
“I’m sorry.” Sasuke muttered.
“It’s fine.” Naruto said. “I mean- yeah, you’re an asshole. But… I guess it’s not your fault that she came up to you like that. Hinata is pretty hot… I mean, no offense to Sakura-chan, but…”
Sasuke smirked. “Have you seen Sakura’s ass?” he said. He wasn’t normally one to ogle women, but his wife was just… really well equipped in that particular area.
“You got me there,” Naruto admitted, taking a sip of his beer. “Your nose alright?”
“It’s fine.” Sasuke said, waving him off. “So… what are you and Hinata going to do?” he asked. “I mean.. .are…” This was probably a bad time to ask, but… “... is our little arrangement still on? Just curious.”
Naruto nodded. “I mean… just, if she shows up on your doorstep again, slam it in her face. Alright?” he said.
“I told her it was a one time thing.” Sasuke said.
A pause, as they both took sips from their bottles.
“I have an idea.” Naruto said.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Hit me with it,” he said, glancing at the blonde.
“I don't want Hinata to just… I don’t know, get away scot free, you know?” Naruto said. “I punched you in the nose - but I can’t do the same to her. I don’t want to… divorce her or anything, but I mean, I want to do something.”
“Go on,” Sasuke said.
“So… here’s my idea.” Naruto said. “Do you think you could just fucking go all out next time you come over?”
Sasuke frowned. “Isn’t our little arrangement the root cause of her cheating on you?” he pointed out.
“Yeah, but what else can I do? Prank her? Make her sleep on the couch? Please.” Naruto grinned. “But… come at her where she leasts expect it. Maybe she’s repentant, but just go for it, teme. I told you to go wild once before, but this time, go wild.” He put emphasis on the word. “You got me?”
“I… guess.” Sasuke said, taking a sip of his beer. “What would you want me to do?”
“Who’s the sex expert here?” Naruto said. “Just do whatever you think would be most effective.”
Sasuke sighed. “For the record, I think this is a bad idea.” the Uchiha said. “But… I’ll go along with it, just because I owe you one.”
“Sweet.” Naruto said. “We’ve got a deal then.”
The two clinked their beers together, before downing the rest.
“Say…” said Naruto. “Fancy going to a bar or something?” he suggested. “Me and Hinata were supposed to have dinner… but… whatever, fuck it.”
Sasuke shrugged. “Sure,” he said. “I’ve got nothing better to do, considering Sakura’s busy at the hospital at all.” Sasuke muttered. “Just let me get dressed.”
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Hinata flushed. “Are w-we really going to k-keep doing this?” she asked, glancing between Naruto and the door - clad in the same, short white kimono that the two always wore before Sasuke came over.
Naruto flashed her a smile, a twinkle in his eye. “Why not?” he said. “It still gets me off… and I know it gets you off too.” He leaned over, giving her a slap on the ass. “Besides, the best way to get you to keep it in your pants is to make sure you get your fix, no?”
She squealed, her face turning beet red. “I-I guess…” Hinata murmured.
Moments passed by, minutes ticking ever so slowly on the clock. And then, a crunch, the sound of soft footsteps walking up the pathway.
Knock. Knock.
Naruto was there in an instant, pulling the door open.
“Sasuke!” the blonde said, grinning brightly. “Nice of you to join us.”
Sasuke nodded. “Naruto,” he said. His gaze drifted to Hinata, whose face was still firetruck engine red. “Hinata.”
“No point in dilly dallying, right?” Naruto said. “Let’s go!”
Hinata was closest to the stairs, and she made her way up first - both men not so subtly peeking up her kimono, appreciating the fact that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath.
Naruto turned his head slightly, winking at Sasuke, before bounding up and past Hinata, throwing open the door to the master bedroom. Hinata stepped in after him, and Sasuke after her still - the Uchiha closing the door behind him with his foot.
Simultaneously, Naruto and Hinata peeled off their kimonos. Sasuke took off his own clothes not soon after, and the three adults stood for a moment - all three of them completely nude. Naruto and Sasuke’s eyes were on Hinata’s curvy body, Hinata’s gaze on Sasuke’s body - or more specifically, his member, which even while flaccid was enormous.
Sasuke nodded in Naruto’s general direction.
And then, he darted forward, scooping up Hinata with ease and quite literally tossing her onto the bed, the ex-Hyuga landing in a tangle of limbs. He eased himself onto the mattress, his hands grabbing her, arranging her onto her hands and knees.
“S-Sasuke-kun…!” she stuttered.
“Shh…” Sasuke said.
Control was something Sasuke had always loved having in the bedroom. And right now, Hinata was like putty in his hands - staring back at him with that innocent look in her pale eyes, willing to let him do anything to her so long as he framed it as another ‘lesson’.
He smirked.
Sasuke pressed her up against the headboard, her head and breasts smushing against the wood. Gripping her hip tightly with one hand, he gripped the base of his member - and thrust inside of her.
“Oh…!”
Time and time again, she seemingly forgot. But every time he entered her, she was reminded just how good he felt inside of her hot wet cunt - so big, so hard, so impossibly thick, so filling…
Naruto felt a smirk curl his lips as well. Hinata was always so cute and adorable - and that went doubly so for this very moment, her on all fours, moaning and writhing like a whore impaled on his best friend’s cock.
She… had always liked things gentle, slow. Her and Naruto had started out slow - kissing, holding hands… before eventually progressing up, over weeks and months, to more ‘adult’ things. She walked slow, she cooked slow, she read slow… it was just how she was. And that translated over to the bedroom - where she typically preferred her lover, whether it be Sasuke or Naruto, to be a little more restrained with her.
But this was not slow.
This couldn’t even be considered rough, either. This was brutal. Every thrust seemed to knock the wind out of her, the bed creaking and squeaking. Her body rocked against the headboard, the wood thumping against the wall, thump, thump, thump.
Thick claps echoed throughout the room, of his thighs and balls slapping against her skin every time he bottomed out inside of her.
Even with his speed, with his intensity, every thrust, every single thrust, was carefully angled, carefully aimed. If it wasn’t battering away at her cervix, it was rubbing against her G-spot, if it wasn’t there, it was hard at work scraping at every inch of her inner walls that it could reach.
His hands weren’t idle either. He molded and groped her breasts, fingers working over her nipples or caressing the skin of the globes. Sometimes he would rub her navel - other times, he would slide his hands into her hair, using her indigo strands as leverage. Once or twice, he even teased her third, puckered hole with a finger. Her clit wasn’t spared either, and paired with his rough pace, every nudge of her little nub would send her head over heels into a massive orgasm.
“Oh… oh kami!” Hinata gasped. He was- oh… what was he doing to her? How was this happening? She… she was Uzumaki Hinata… she was Uzumaki Hinata… she… “Oh…!”
And then he came, with her in the perfect position to allow him access to her womb. One hand grabbing a large breast, his other yanking at her hair - her back arching, his cock piercing so deep within her that she was surprised she wasn’t split in half.
Thick, fat wads of hot, white, and gooey cum spurted from the tip of his member, shooting inside of her like a geyser. Again and again, his cock throbbed and twitched. One shot, two, and her cervix fell beneath the onslaught. Three shots, four, her womb quivered as it was finally given a reward of his creamy goodness. Five shots, six, and she wasn’t sure how much room was left inside of her, considering all of the cum he was packing into her.
She knew when he was done, perhaps a minute or two later, her womb full, her stomach even slightly distended from the intensity of his orgasm.
He pulled out ever so slowly - until just the tip was left inside of her snatch. And then, with a brutal, absolutely brutal thrust, he slammed back in.
She gasped. But, it was cut short, as Sasuke grabbed her hair once more - pulling her back slightly and forcing her head down into the mattress, her ass sticking up high in the air. This new angle gave him an incredibly amount of penetration, and every vicious thrust rocked her body, sending the cum packed into her most inner place swirling and shaking, rocking against the walls of her womb.
“Please..!” she moaned hoarsely, her voice muffled. “Please…!”
Her cries fell on deaf ears. Sasuke merely continued to jackhammer her pussy, like a man possessed, his hands wound around her arms, his legs hooked around her own. She was helpless to resist, even if she had wanted to.
“Think about this,” Sasuke growled into her ear. “Next time you ask me to help you cheat on your husband.”
Hinata felt her mind go numb. What… oh fuck… if this was what happened when she cheated on Naruto…
Before she could finish that thought, a particularly violent thrust nudged her G-spot, and her world went white for a good twenty seconds.
He pulled out of Hinata, her body going limp on the bed, her now unplugged slit spurting a few chunks of his cum onto the bed. He gripped her shoulder tightly, flipping her onto her back - Sasuke mounting her.
He pointed his cock at her face, and viciously began to jerk himself off, a malevolent twinkle in his eyes as he grunted and groaned, his enormous member throbbing wildly in his hand.
With a moan, he came once more - spurting a hot and sticky load onto Hinata’s pristine features, coating everything from her indigo strands to her plump red lips in a glaze of his cum. By the time he was done, she was near unrecognizable, if not for her pale eyes glistening beneath the mask he had given her.
She was hardly coherent by this point, groaning weakly, twitching every now and then as a glob of his seed erupted from her gaping snatch.
Sasuke eased himself off of the bed, panting slightly. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand.
“There…” he said, facing Naruto. “That enough for you?”
Naruto threw his head back and laughed. “That was fucking fan-tastic.” Naruto said, clapping Sasuke on the shoulder. “I think she learned her lesson, don’t you?” The blonde grinned. “Talk to you later, buddy.” He stood up from his chair, striding over to Hinata and scooping her up. “I think the old wifey needs a cold shower.”
“I’ll see myself out,” Sasuke said. “See you, Naruto.”
As Naruto carried Hinata into the bathroom, Sasuke left the master bedroom. Both doors closed with a snap.
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