Chapter 13 - A Little Mixup

By the time Tsume and I finished up it was pretty late, later than usual in any case. It was hard not to be enthusiastic when you found out you were gonna be a father. Fuck, it still didn’t feel right that I was old enough to have kids. That I did have kids. It didn’t feel real unless I was actually looking right at the little loafs. Not that doing so didn’t bring me great joy, both of them were fucking adorable, and Hinata did most all of the work with them. She insisted since I ‘worked hard at the office all day’ she should do the bulk of the baby care. 


What a joke. I’d told her that the job was more boring than hard but she wouldn’t listen. Honestly, I think she was just obsessed with them, especially ours. I mean, I thought she was obsessed with me, but that was nothing compared to the way she just hovered over our little man like he was a deity made flesh. 

Had a feeling if I wasn’t careful she’d spoil him rotten.

And she was already talking about having another.

These thoughts, and the booze, made the 3:AM walk home pass quite quickly. 

It wasn’t a lie that I’d told Kiba, about staying at the apartment, or about my wife not wanting any inebriation around our children. I didn’t mind. Getting to sleep off a hangover without the fear of a baby monitor waking you up was nice. Hell, solitude was nice, every once in a while.
Though that didn’t stop me from perking up at the shadowy outline in the dark apartment. 

“Hinata?” I asked, just a ghost of nervousness. I’d showered after my little dalliance, but I was still gone a long time. Fuck what had Hinata said back to me? She seemed annoyed but not angry, of course for Hinata seeming even a little annoyed with me usually meant I’d fucked up pretty hard, so bear that in mind. 

Using my usual method of buttering her up, I pulled her into a tight hug and buried my face in her neck. The movement was a little awkward, and part of me regrated the little celebratory drink I’d gulped down on my way out the door. Still, her skin tasted delicious.

“Naruto! Stop you idiot!” she demanded.

“Please Hinata? I need you right now,” I pleaded playfully, eager to distract her, turn her brain to mush before she started scolding me for staying out so late, or worse started asking questions. She gasped as I squeezed a bit into the hug, grinding her lightly against my throbbing cock. “You said we could do it anytime didn’t you?” 

I punctuated this by pulling back and pressing my mouth against hers.

There was a gasp, a short tug, and then an exasperated sigh. 

My pride swelled as her own arms came to wrap around my neck. She was getting into it too, poking and licking around inside my mouth with a fervor she rarely showed. There was even a displeased noise as I pulled my mouth back. Then a delightful squeak as I heaved her over my shoulder. 

“I…Naruto wait, I-” she went quiet when I threw her on the bed. 

“Your so fucking beautiful you know that?” I growled, leaning over her. Her hair was mussed and splayed out under her on the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She didn’t reply. Though she actually cursed when I stuck my tongue in her snatch. She must have been seriously pent up. Had it been a long day for her or something? 

I resolved then to keep licking until she came. She groaned and gurgled as I ate her, eventually folding her legs up to wrap around my neck. It kept motion limited, and I took that to mean that my tongue was right where it was supposed to be. It certainly didn’t take her long to cum. Those wonderful thighs squeezed my head like she was trying to pop a damn watermelon when she did. 

When her legs finally relaxed, a bit, I resumed my efforts. She shuddered out a breathless laugh, and this time I didn’t give her a chance to break my neck. Just as she was starting to squeeze I pulled back, forcing her legs apart as I stood up and positioned myself at her entrance.

“Oh fuck, this is really happening isn’t it?” Hinata remarked, sounding almost like a complaint.

“You don’t want it?” I teased, rubbing my bare cock up and down her slit. 

“I…nah, fuck it, put it in,” she relented, staring up at the ceiling. 

I grinned wider as I obeyed.

Inside her felt amazing. I mean, always, but right now especially she was just wonderfully tight. The way she clenched and squeezed as we began rocking together was driving me insane. It felt like she was trying to hold me in place every time I bottomed out inside her. Finding no complaint with this delicious sensation, I fucked her with long, deep strokes. 

She loved it. 

The groans had grown into loud, sputtering curses, every other thrust she cursed me or my cock or how good everything felt. It almost seemed like she was overwhelmed, for whatever reason. In any case, when her latest F-bomb lasted a good ten seconds I let go. My cock rammed in one more time, deep into her snatch as I came. 

“Good god…” she mumbled as I fell beside her in the bed. To my surprise, she soon began crawling away. She chose a perpendicular angle, and this had the side effect of putting her ass right in my face. Her delicious, round, dripping-with-my-semen ass, as it began to drift away.

I mean, she was basically asking for it.

With all the speed I could manage, I yanked myself up and planted my rod back in her wonderful rear. 

“Holy fuck Naruto again?” she asked breathlessly. 

My only answer was to rock inside her faster. Slow short thrusts this time. She didn’t have enough breath in her lungs at any one time to start cursing. It sounded so wrong coming out of her mouth anyway. This was better. Those rapid incoherent gurgles were new, but they were cute and they were racing me towards my second release of the night. Well, my second release with her. 

God, there was something so fucking hot about fucking two different women in the same day. 

She’d forgive me for cheating, hell she’d probably tolerate knowing that I was actively doing it. It’d make her feel like shit but she’d stay. That’s how I justified it to myself anyway. Besides, I made her happy, she was certainly happy right now. Her hands dug into the sheets, clenching them like she’d be thrown off the bed if she stopped. 

Maybe it was for the best we both finished quick.

This time we came together, her squeezing like hell just as I blasted another few shots off into her. Also this time, I let her leave as she crawled off the bed. Fuck I was beat. Beat like the end of a tough workout though, feeling damn good. 

“Hey idiot, chug this before you pass out, and swallow these pills while you’re at it,” Hinata suggested, placing a massive plastic cup on my end table. I wasted no time obeying the request. The crisp clean water tasted divine, and instantly my whole body felt better. Though the stomach was acting up a little. I thought it best to lie immediately back down. “Boy I can’t wait for you to sober up so we can have a little talk about this…” she tsked out, though she punctuated with a breathless laugh as she walked out the door.
 
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