Chapter 27 - Bastards

Hinata slept just about the whole drive home. You might think that would make the lengthy trip boring, but the sight of that tired, content smile propped right there on my side was pretty damn great. Even passed out Hinata stroked my ego. Delicately my hand brushed some hair out of her face at a light, improving the view. 
She really did make me feel like a king, like I was something amazing. Maybe that’s why I was always-

I slammed down hard on that thought. At worst Hinata was an enabler, and even that was a stretch. My tomcatting was because of me, because I was a horny scumbag. Still, there’s no way she’d want a divorce, even if she knew. I’d bet my life on it. Though if I was going to go down that path Tenten didn’t know about any of the other girls, except maybe Hanabi, and she sure as hell wouldn’t put up with it. Tsume and Mei both probably thought they were my only side fun, no telling how they’d react.

Man, I was a bastard wasn’t I?

The word brought my mind to Karu, to Inoichi, to the two kids I had on the way with Tsume and Mei. Immediately a smile grew as I imagined what the latter two kids might look like. If being a scumbag meant they got to exist, that I got to have so many new family members, I could live with that. Besides, it seemed to make all of them, the women that is, really happy!

Hinata stirred the slightest bit when the car came into park, but she seemed to stay still and content as I came around to lift her. Fireman style I brought her up, placing her delicately on that unbelievable bed she’d selected. Fucking thing was like sleeping on a cloud, she certainly looked comfortable as she rested there. 

Comfortable, she looked beautiful. 

There was a temptation to wake her, ask for one more round, she’d agree to it. No, she was dog tired, she deserved her rest, and besides, I had one more stop for the night. I scribbled a quick note for the nightstand.

Picking up Boruto, call if you need anything, love you bunny!

With that done I about sprinted out of there. Might have even sped a little on the drive over, it was night, there was no traffic! The same reasoning led to me calling on the way, it sounded like Tenten had been asleep even though it was only a bit past nine. Our conversation was innocent, just told her I was on my way and inquired if the kids were out.

They were. 

Excellent.

It seemed she was as eager as me, the front door opened before I could knock, when I was halfway there from my car as a matter of fact. My grin widened as I approached that big yellow rectangle in the house. The smile turned bemused as I got closer. Her hair was down and brushed, a little wet too, revealing she’d just showered. She was made-up too, not much, but normal for her. 

The cherry on top of course was that naughty white nightgown hugging her body. Not exactly risqué, but a whole lot sexier than the tanktop/sweatpants I know she usually slept in. Her wonderful shiny boobs still peeked out of the top, slightly damp, and it hugged her fleshy ass so perfectly.

Hinata wasn’t the only one who stroked my ego.

“You showered and got dressed up for me? You didn’t have to do that,” I said genuinely, cupping a hand on her plump rump before even stepping inside. “You do know how sexy you are when your all sweaty and disheveled don’t you?” 

“I’ve been taking care of two babies for four hours, I only showered because I knew you’d be a perv and I was disgusting,” she protested, harsher than usual, and not quite meeting my eyes. She was jealous. Insecure about how I’d spent my evening, about the fact I’d just fucked my wife unconscious. Hell good chance she got a photo or two from Hinata to double-check her outfit or some nonsense. When I cupped her chin and made her face me, she didn’t say a word, though her cheeks involuntarily darkened.

I chuckled.

“Well, I appreciate it either way,” 

She didn’t pull back when I kissed her. In fact, the relieved hum she let out told me she was ready to be absolutely ravished, that part of her had been scared that we wouldn’t be doing anything. If she was already vulnerable and insecure I know that would have sent her sobbing to sleep, rejecting her when she’d gone to all that effort to be ready for me.  Truly, a noble sacrifice I was making.

Besides, I still had to put another baby in her. 

Would she get a kick out of that? Pulling into the lead? Having more kids with me than my wife? The thought certainly made my cock throb against my pants. I’d taken the time to rinse off, rather than show up smelling like sex and sweat in my dress clothes. 

We were both basically in pajamas, though hers were a lot nicer than mine. They let me just slide my hands right up her legs, feeling bare skin all the way up to her hips. We finally stepped inside and shut the door. Then I shoved her against it.

Our kisses grew heated and aggressive, I told her just how unbearably turned on I was, how bad I wanted her. I squeezed her hair, rubbed circles on one of those soft cheeks, and groaned with guttural joy as we pushed hard into each other. Her arms, her strong arms, wrapped around my back, squeezed with just as much enthusiasm, leaving not an inch of air between us anywhere it could be helped. 

“I missed you so much,” I whispered into her mouth, kissing her again and moaning happily. She gave a little high-pitched hum of her own. “We could do this so much more often if you came to stay with us…” I enticed, giving a long squeeze down south. “When she’s babysitting Ako… when she’s at the store….hell all I need to do is get a glass of sake in her and she’ll probably agree to a threesome,” I gave long, enthusiastic kisses between each example. Maybe I was projecting, being optimistic, but she seemed to melt even more between each bout. “And I’d get to see Karu so much more…” 

She pulled back.

There seemed to be a look in her eyes all of a sudden, almost guilty but not in the usual way.

“Karu is pretty amazing, isn’t she?” she whispered, not quite looking at me.

A dared another short peck, but the minimal response she gave kept it short.

“Fucking adorable, I love her so much,” I replied honestly. Though when she gave a little sniffle I leaned in. “Just like her mommy,” I teased, beginning to nibble on her neck. She took me by surprise when she lept into the air. Her legs wrapped firmly around my waist and her mouth returned to mine.

Once more we were locked together.

Once more I shoved her against the door, but she made a noise of disapproval.

“Take me to the bedroom, please?”

A kiss and my immediate compliance was her answer. We didn’t have sex in her bedroom often, oddly enough. She almost always rode me anyway, by her choice mind you, the couch worked just fine for that, and it put us farther from the sleeping children.

Said children were the reason I was creeping down the hall and working so hard to quiet my groans. She did the same. The gentle way I sat her on the humble mattress upstairs ended with me lying down on top of her delicately. We continued kissing as we worked. 

My hands stroking and cupping the fleshy orbs pressed against my chest, Tenten’s undoing my pants. 

“Can you strip naked, for once?” she huffed, just a little passive-aggressive.

I chuckled.

“Whatever you want my sexy tigress,” I agreed. Despite her words, she seemed to avert her eyes. Though the reddening blush as I came down to press my naked form against her was endearing. “Though if I’m naked you have to show me these!” I demanded, abruptly yanking her straps down, revealing her bare breasts.

She gave a short gasp, but didn’t protest.

I sucked on them as my cock slid inside.

We didn’t say, or even do, much. I gently rocked inside her, happy to enjoy the slower, more sensual sex that I so rarely got from her. She continued staring at the ceiling, I continued gently kissing and sucking on her chest, occasionally coming up for a taste of her mouth. It was almost peaceful, if not for the occasional spasms or gasps as I hit a particularly sensitive spot. I used these sounds as a roadmap for my efforts. 

Eventually, her hands around my back dug their nails in, her breathing sped, and I knew she was close. Despite the slow pace, the time had passed so quickly, too quickly. We’d have to go again. First though, I had to plant my seed in this marvel of a woman. 

She moaned out loud as I sped up, quieting only when I shushed her, reminded her of the little loaves sleeping a few yards away. She bit down into her hand to stay quiet, groaning laboriously into it as I picked up my speed, squeezed her breast, and ravenously sucked on the nape of her neck. 

She shook for three seconds like some kind of haywiring machine, then she came.

When she finally released her hand from her mouth I swallowed the free lips and groaned in utter delight. She lazily responded as I came deep inside her. We continued kissing for some time after as I came down with her, sloppily, both of us beat tired but not wanting to stop.

Yeah, we’d definitely need to go again.
 
  
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