This NH Fair is the one where I keep on trying new things! Today? Moodboards, with a story that lives rent-free in my head: The Ramen Booth (Chapter 1), by @chloelapomme 🍜
"We have always been meant to burn together."
—Rhaenyra Targaryen, House of the Dragon (1.07)
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Unless your Tumblr handle is @chloelapomme, chances are that you ignore the chokehold House of the Dragon had on me last year, and how quick I was to turn a blind eye to all the incestuous relationships at the heart of the show 😭
I had originally drawn this for the NaruHina Month 2020 day 18 prompt, "Renewal of vows", but was dissatisfied with the coloring and refrained from posting it back then. Gave it another shot this year and still wasn't happy with it, so I ultimately went with the simple outline version, except for the colored headwear part—it took me so long to do, I just had to include it :)
>> “Don’t deny me,” he repeats, his voice hoarse and coarse. “To know you with him…” He slightly moves back up and greedily sucks on her snowy skin. He wants her to mark, to wear his present for the next couple of days like a reminder of who she truly belongs to. Who truly owns her, for now, and ever. “… It’s more painful than any wound in the world.” <<
[Read the rest on AO3] @naruhinamain
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Went back and forth regarding whether or not I should publish this... Not the most comfortable and confident smut writer 😂
The Argonath in The Lord of the Rings and the Valley of the End in Naruto
>> Naruto adjusted his saddle on his mount’s back before tightening the strap and smoothing the saddlecloth with the palm of his hand, the manual task providing him with a welcome distraction from the heavy weight that had settled in the pit of his stomach. Of all the items he had taken with him from Edoras, he was only packing a blanket, a few provisions, and his goatskin for the ride, in addition to his shield and sword. “Travel light,” had ordered Éomer, his éored’s captain and Third Marshal of the Mark—and travel light he would. <<
[Read the rest on AO3] @naruhinamain
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Chapter 2 of a Lord of the Rings AU written for @shamylicious-blog for NH Month 2022!
As always, a huge thanks to my biggest supporter @chloelapomme, who's always ready to beta-read anything I give her, even when she isn't familiar with the universe ❤️
Hinata loves action movies. Naruto loves to have a part in the action.
Guilty pleasure #2
+2k smutty words which have nothing to do with the girls on discord series (Yes it's very self-indulgent, sorry) but it might start something new 👀 I also think it fits the vibes 😊
Naruto’s girlfriend had only three red flags: she had a sweet tooth, disliked talking to people she didn’t know and loved her comfort movies so much that she would watch them countless times.
Even when she already knew all the lines by heart, she would never let the opportunity to watch them again slide away. She loved them so much that the only time she willingly stepped out of her room was to go to the cinema as soon as it was reshowing for whatever reason.
That night it was some independent, action film from France in the 60’s and Naruto found himself driving Hinata to the drive-in cinema because it was apparently a ‘blasphemy’ that he didn’t know this ‘masterpiece’ . They were Hinata’s favourite words during their talks about the movies he had never seen before.
He shrugged, “I’m more an outdoorsy kind of guy, y’know.”
She still looked offended, “No, no, no. We have to do something about it.”
That’s why he was queuing, ordering and paying for their tickets, pop-corn and her favourite strawberry milkshake as she was building the best comfy cocoon in his pick-up.
He should have known what he was getting himself into when he started dating a perfectionist and introverted night owl a few months ago.
At least, in the park, he could enjoy the nice summer weather while they were waiting for the movie to start.
As the cinema buff his girlfriend was, they had to come in extra early to watch the twenty-minute long succession of ads and trailers of the next movies coming out.
Therefore, there weren’t a lot of cars parked and half of the couples inside were definitely making-out. One guy seemed to be having the best nap of his life despite the loud gunshots coming from the speakers, leaving Hinata as the only one really paying attention to what was happening in the next action movie coming out this fall.
And Naruto…
Ten minutes after they arrived and Naruto was already out of popcorn and soda and was twiddling his thumbs.
Bored and hungry, he wanted to beg for some of her food and annoy her a bit out of love, but her plump lips wrapped tightly around the white and red straw caught his utter attention the moment he looked in her direction.
Probably feeling he was boring holes on the side of her face, Hinata stared back at him, “Want some?” she asked, holding her milkshake out to him.
Bless her pure heart because Naruto should drink nothing but holy water with the kind of thoughts he was having. They were making him feel so dizzy that he didn’t correct her on his intentions.
Taking a long, hard slurp and never averting his eyes from her, he only realised it was an indirect kiss as he witnessed how her mouth was back at sucking the tip of the straw to not lose a single drop of thick whiteness.
Her tongue sliding along the cute, curvy shape of her lips to catch the wet sweetness, what a teenager would consider a kiss and yet still triggered butterflies in Naruto’s ribcage became something way more lust-fogged.
If only his hormones could behave.
But the slower her show was, getting him all worked up with every smack of her lips together, the harder he was, stuck thinking about how good they would feel pressing against his own or how hot they would feel on his cockhead.
Teasing to make him bust his nuts out.
At the havoc it caused in his guts, he rubbed a heavy hand over his face, ruffling his hair on the way up even though it was now impossible to ignore the pad of her fingers gliding along the rosy flesh he really wanted to taste.
Impossible to ignore the pulsing of his cock similar to a humming machine tenting his cargo pants.
Circling his arm around Hinata's shoulders, he first let his hand rest high enough on her naked, inner thigh before pressing his nose in her hair.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck as she hummed, the vibrations dancing on his lips at her throat then on her mouth.
Kissing her softly, tenderly before hardening the curl of his tongue inside and around hers. Fingers touching her, rough and impatient that made her moan and would have had him ball deep inside her if it weren’t for her hands on his chest.
“Naruto,” she gasped under her breath, “what are you doing?”
Hearing her sound so breathless from just a few open-mouth kisses didn’t smooth the throbbing in his groins.
“I want more, your lips feel so good.” he answered needily, pulling her closer by the hand and starting to caress himself over his trousers with the back of their intertwined fingers. “Don’t you want to take care of this?”
Bucking his hips up to calm his erection was fruitless and his cheeks must be flushed a deep red like hers.
“B-But…I can’t be distracted.”
Lights would grace her face when there were bright explosions, displaying those puppy eyes he loved so much.
She looked perfect with her slight pout. “I’m watching the trailers, in case I missed a new movie.”
“You know all of them.”
“But what if?”
Her puppy eyes made him feel hornier and it sucked.
“Fine,” he complied by leaving that spot on her neck and letting go of her hand, “I’ll just take care of it myself.”
As he unbuttoned his trousers and opened his zip, taking his achy cock after the weight of him slapped his stomach, Hinata looked scandalised and took a quick glance all around.
She hadn’t moved away from him, though, her body warm and buzzing against his own, and Naruto bit his lower lip to suppress a moan of pleasure when he began to slowly stroke his dick, spending time mimicking what her mouth would do around his oozing tip.
It was hard to miss the familiar signs showing Hinata was putting in a lot of effort to not pay him attention.
Not so focused on that actor male crush of hers after all.
Knuckles white around her cup, she was silent, not quoting any line because she was giving it her all to stay focused on the trailer, to not squirming too hard or rubbing her thighs together too roughly.
He was up for the challenge.
“Shit, Hina, unghh it feels good.'' His voice was nothing but gravely.
Closing her jean jacket, she pretended that the gust of wind was the reason why she shivered instead of his hot breath in her ear.
“Would’ve been better if it were your hand, though. You know how I like it and you do it so fucking well,” he sighed, but kept jerking his precum out of his slit to coat his skin and make it easier to pump his cock. “How you use your two hands to make me squirm. Aah, fuuuuck.”
Naruto could see how affected she was, the swell of her perfect, round tits straining against her black tank top, nipples trying to force their way through the fabric, and it made his blood rut into a frenzy.
Wouldn’t it have been nice to see them wrapped around his girth?
Nobody would know.
Thinking about all his grotesque fantasies, the obscene things to do in the dark, dangerous and risky, but still hot as hell. The idea of them touching each other in near public, it was exhilarating and he groaned.
“Since you really can’t wait, can you please play with yourself more quietly, Naruto?”
A goofy smile pulling at the corners of his lips took over his face when he heard her voice, hoarse and whispery.
Pleasure tightened his balls and he trembled at how her chest heaved, milky flesh jiggling.
“I don’t think you really want me to shut up, Hina.” He sped up the movements of his hand, his arousal growing and demanding more. “I think you’re wet and really want to peek. Want to enjoy the show of me rubbing my cock as I imagine you doing it for me, don’t you?”
She shook her head, almost knocking him out if he hadn’t pulled back to lean back against the passenger compartment and spread his thighs.
“You don’t have to deny it, it’s useless.”
His other hand wrapped the locks of hair at the back of her neck around his fingers, applying pressure as his thumb drew patterns behind her ear.
The presence of his warm, sweaty palm on her nape only there to rile her up, too, to make her melt against him and not to restrain her.
“Come on, don’t be shy. We’re not home but it’s still me.”
Colours from the screen danced on her face and yet nothing was brighter than the blush that bloomed on her face in the darkening evening. Naruto had no doubt by now it reached her hard, little nipples brushing at each inhale and exhale.
The phantom pointy shape of them on his tongue had him salivate a lot more now.
However, Hinata still didn’t say anything, just turning her head and fluttering her pretty lashes at him before finally, finally , looking down, taking in the mess he already created from stroking his dick with his spit, clear, fat driblets of precum escaping the flushed tip.
Her lewd cuteness pulled his muscle stomach taut.
"That’s it. You're such a good girl when you want to.”
Showing her all of him standing tall and proud only edged him more.
"...Naruto…"
“Look. Take a good look at what watching you drink your milkshake like the precious, little princess you are is doing to me.” he purred, dying to reward her with another wet kiss on her parted lips, but her visible reactions were mesmerising, preventing him from doing so, "Don't you want to suck on my tongue, too? I'm sure the strawberry flavour is also clinging to it. Or you want something bigger?"
He pulled his skin down and watched her thighs press together.
He would give her anything of his, one by one or everything at the same time. He didn't care. Anticipation of picturing that sweet, little mouth of hers too busy blowing him was already making him sweat bullets anyway.
But what he saw behind the fog of lust in her eyes made him throb, curious to know what she would do now, “Or maybe you want to tell me if I was wrong for thinking you soaked your panties now, yeah?”
"You're unbelievable!" She whimpered, clinging onto his hip.
One second Naruto was smiling.
On the next Hinata shifted on her pillow, reaching for under her black short skirt to lower her knickers while holding eye-contact with him.
If that didn’t seize all the air in his lungs, feeling Hinata’s drenched thong land on his hand dragging along his length did, his jaw clenching to not cum on the spot.
“Here, see for yourself.”
The creamed crotch sticking to his skin left him moaning, the lace tickling on his pelvis, “They’re fucking wrecked.”
No sooner had he registered that the coolness on his hot member was coming from her panties, smelling her arousal, that Hinata was cupping him, moving her gripping hand down his aching cock and setting a toes-curling pace.
"Damn! You're sooo good to me, Hina, so good…"
At the fire in the pit of his stomach burned brighter, Naruto’s words choked off once her fingers took over.
Clenching around his base and circling the shape of his crown. Tracing his veins and scratching his underside lightly.
He was already so sensitive, but he asked for it.
His forehead dropped onto her shoulder as he kept her close to him, groping her further under her clothes at each of her hushed ‘ah’s.
Slick strained down his wrist, the smell of her cunt potent as he stroked her puffy folds and, not wearing a bra, her boobs were hard and heavy and spilling out of his palm, the feeling making him zoom in on her and everything around them faded.
The friction of cloth along his length had him pant a little bit pathetically, his hips lifting to thrust into the curves of her hands.
Her thumb swiped across and digging in the fat of his tip and she continued to persist it, prodding it the wetter it turned as his eyes fluttered shut in a fight to keep them open.
The pressure was too soft and tight all at once, the caresses of his sack sweet and blissful.
“Shitshitshit. ‘M close.”
No amount of his strength squeezing Hinata was slowing down his release.
All Naruto could do was grind his teeth together to not alert everyone his girlfriend was giving him one hell of a handjob as he exploded on her underwear, thick spurts of cum also coating her fingers and messing up his crotch area.
High and drifting in the after-glow, there was nothing better to clear the mind and help focusing for the next two hours.
Bring on that old movie; Naruto was ready for anything now.
Or so he thought.
“How about I suck it clean now?”
Sweetly, she tossed aside her stained thong and left him no time to fully recover from his first orgasm, throwing him off again with little kisses and from-base-to-top licks to then suck him like he was her favourite drink.
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There's so many people at the summer festival that someone runs into Hinata. Apologies are exchanged, but they're too much for Naruto.
Three girls on discord talk about their favourite characters #5
919 smutty words based on Naruto's new official illustration
Hinata’s boyfriend was the perfect man she could ever ask for.
Funny, kind, attentive, inspiring.
Strong, handsome, charming.
Although there was one tiny flaw to all that. Something rotten underneath his cheerfulness.
She knew he was working on it, but once in a while, it was back with a vengeance.
And it would always end up in a mess.
She was the trigger after all.
“Hey, you’re alright over there? Do you need some assistance, sir?”
As the open book Naruto was, it was impossible to miss jealousy change his sunny and open attitude into a less pleasant darkness projecting a menacing aura to whoever would cross the line.
With the years, he learnt how to stay polite and fake smiles. In his eyes, however - Hinata could see it despite the lack of light - whirlpools were forming.
“‘M fine.” he grunted low to the other man as he rearranged his red and black sunshade at her level.
If it were only her, she would have stopped moving to stay quiet, but Naruto wanted the other man to understand that he was very well taken care of.
Pressed between the wall of some dark alley and his hot crotch, she had his dick all the way down her throat, nose bumping against his happy tail each time he delivered a short thrust forward.
Now with an audience, it was like all she could hear was the puffs of air coming in and out through her nose or the salacious sucking or the drops of saliva dripping to the floor as bubbles of spit coated his cock.
The stranger didn’t stay long, though.
Hearing Naruto’s growls was enough to clear the perimeter and make her leaking pussy clench around the void.
“No one can touch you like this, can they baby?”
As a couple, they usually talked about it, the insecurities and the suffocating need to protect.
Tonight, however, he didn’t want to listen, the sight of another man’s thumb too close to her mouth probably branded in his mind.
The need to claim her his overwhelming to the point he cornered her in the middle of the festival.
It didn’t hurt when he forced her on her knees. Naruto made sure her cotton kimono would cushion the hit and prevent her skin from bruising. Just like he had cupped the back of her head for it to not bang against the wall as he pushed in after opening his robe, stuffing her face full.
His other hand was holding the sunshade to hide her from potential curious eyes and yet she knew she had all his attention, azur blue consumed with lust the more her throat squeezed around the obscene curve of his fat tip.
The brushes of his thumb way too soft as the veins of his cock were rubbing the inside of her cheeks raw.
Ignoring her nails digging in the back of his thighs, only gagging would make him stop.
Cursing under his breath, Naruto pulled out and Hinata's lungs burnt when she gasped.
She watched him twitch at the sound before two of his fingers caught her chin and made her crane her neck to look at him towering over her.
“Can they, Hinata?”
Her heart leaped and she shook her head as he let go and grabbed his base to rub his wet underside against her lips. Back and forth, around and around until he smacked it against her cheekbones, the heavy weight making her swallow.
“Use words, baby.”
Threads of precum glueing her lips together stretched and snapped under the pressure of them parting to reply in a broken whisper, “No, no oo-.”
Fingers lacing through her hair again, he was quick to move back into the ‘o’ shape of the entrance to her hot cavern, retreating until she kissed his slit and sliding inside again, roughly rutting the curl of her tongue, his balls slapping her sticky chin.
“That’s my good girl.”
Feeling light and capable, her strained moans vibrated around his cock and he purred. It went straight to her throbbing clit, her panties embarrassingly drenched as he humped her gums at a steadily increasing pace.
As if he wasn't close enough already, he stepped forward between her aching legs, burying another inch of him behind her teeth.
His hold on her hardened, his guttural whimpers turning so loud that she once again started to be aware of people passing by them just a few metres away.
His tug pushed her further into his groin. “Eyes on me.”
That’s when the fireworks behind them exploded in the sky.
The haze around them thickened, the intense eye-contact, seeing the feverish adoration in his gaze deepening the tint of red blooming across her face.
Out of breath, Hinata thought he was going to empty every bit of cum into her, could already feel the oh so addicting salty taste of him.
Naturally, her jaw relaxed as much as possible so that all his feeding would fit in.
"Fuuckk…"
Instead, drawing tears in her eyes with his girth choking her, he waited until the last moment to withdraw and shoot buckets of semen onto her face.
Letting off her private firework show.
“Fuck!”
Instinctively, a small 'aaah' escaped her mouth as his hand stroked his skin back and forth, pumping it out all over her cheeks, so many ropes of translucent fluids hanging on her lashes and painting her swollen lips that it ruined her make-up.
- Indeed everyone is using Blood prison Naruto for the bondage kink haha
- I'll blame this conversation if I turn out having a kink about bondage hahahahahahah
- I mean, she is a direct descendant of the Otsutsukis so she kinda is [an alien] hahaha
Otsutsuki Goddess
On his way to save the world, Menma meets the guardian of the Moon's entrance.
Three girls on discord talk about their favourite characters #4
Guilty pleasure #1
1k words very loosely based on the two t-shirts "I come in peace" "I'm peace"
When the Hokage decided to send Menma to the Moon to prevent the civil war from happening, he stayed collected and focused on the task at hand.
Strange things were happening on the Moon, no big deal for the genius he was.
Seventy-two hours later, he realised he was wrong.
Being held still to a chair, naked and with his chakra sealed, was a big deal.
Especially when some kind of alien was curiously palming him with her feather-like touch.
From his toes to his head, she traced the shape of his feet, legs and stomach. Spent too much time poking at his hardening cock or his aching nipples instead of stroking them in bold circles. Stared with keen pupiless eyes as she followed his collarbones, jawline and the whiskers on his cheeks, only to brush the pads of her fingers against his lips.
The shy little kiss she gave him a few seconds after had him hiss through gritted teeth as clear drops of precum oozed out of his slit.
They lip lock didn’t even involve tongue for fuck’s sake. So why were his ears ringing?
Pulling back, she blushed crimson, tugging on her plump lip with her thumb while moaning, and his balls tightened at the sight.
His groin hurt and he squirmed until the fire release, neatly tied around his wrists and neck, down his chest to his waist and ankles, started to burn his sweaty skin every time he tried to match the inexperienced rolls of her hips.
At first, he thought she must have given him something for his body to be so sensitive and receptive to the rubbing of her clit against his veiny underside.
Then he realised his chakra was responding to hers and vice versa.
It only frustrated him more because the only thing he could do was groaning, facial features twisted and flushed, chest heaving, and eyes glued to Otsutsuki Hinata straddling him in all her divine glory.
He got her name when he cursed the old Sage under his breath and he still remembered it, even though it was hard to think, mind cloudy with a mixture of consuming lust, blissful pain and desperate irritation.
How could he keep his pent up frustration under control when she was using him to get off?
With her long nails digging into his scalp and shoulder, she had been edging him for what felt like hours with the heat of her pussy positioned on top of his cock now sticking to his tensing stomach.
The pace of her rocking increasing as soon as she cum, red lips parted as cute, little, high-pitched cries rose from the back of her throat.
Once she was done riding her new release and was coming down from the high, she would stop and look all surprised, her eyebrows disappearing behind her fringe while staring at the thick threads of wet mess they created snap and run down his length when she changed the angle and started everything anew.
Menma couldn’t believe he was going to die under a virgin goddess, but he had to accept it given how his thighs were quivering due to the overstimulation now that Hinata got the hang of it.
And not only that: she was fucking drenched, juices dripping all over Menma’s pelvis at each smoother slide of her purplish-pink lips against his engorged cock, and shit, the things he would do to be able to open his tenketsu again and activate his kyuubi mode.
To burn those annoying ties and catch her hips to force her down, flat on her stomach, and impale her with his angry dick.
To wrap his nine chakra tails around her and hold her still as he sank his pointy fangs in the curve of her neck and pound into her.
To watch her long, dark hair fall down her shoulders with the impact of his hips slamming against her ass. Watch those big innocent eyes widened in ecstasy as he grabbed her horns and made her look at him spanking her pale cheeks red for teasing him like that.
“Ooh fuuuuuck!” he whimpered while his muscles tensed and fought against their restraints, but his skin only felt more raw than before. “Just- Just like that, ughhh.”
Unfortunately, she was the one in control with her body undulating at free will on top of him.
Keeping her arms around his neck, she closed the space between them, her huge boobs pressing against his pecs, and then tongues finally got involved in the kiss.
Menma didn’t waste a second to suck on the pillowy flesh he was craving a proper taste of. It made her gasp so prettily and it mingled with his growl when the steady humping of her fluttering hole turned sharper.
He was now slotted in between her inner folds that his girth was spreading apart for him to see her swollen clit catch where his balls were heavily hanging.
At that, the extra slick of her orgasm coming out from the apex of Hinata’s legs squirted on his navel.
Her trembling cunt weighing down the bulgy head of his cock quickened his panting, but it refused to fucking let go.
“Fuckin’- Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.” he chocked out, in agony and out of breath, “P-Please, please...”
“'Please'?”
Her breathless, confused tone winded coils of tension at his base and his eyes crossed, head swimming.
“Yeah…please…put it in. Inside you,” he begged, trying to sound as intelligible as possible despite arousal ravaging through his body. “Fuck me, I-I swear it’ll be good.”
She didn’t say anything more, but something shifted behind her eyes. Her pupils suddenly became more distinct and veins near her temples bulged as she looked down to his twitching member.
“Oh…”
Violent tingles ran down his spine as Hinata lifted her fat thighs and lined herself with his length, her hand ridiculously tiny at the bottom of his long slope.
That’s all he got to see, though.
No sooner had her velvety walls greedily sucked in the edges of his tip than Menma helplessly mewled in relief, sputtering out his loads of semen as a peace offering.
"Strangely we have the same day for fathers day but not for mothers day 😅"
"I was gonna say the same thing dammit hahahahaha"
"Here we go again hahahahaha'
Mother's Day
Or how Naruto wakes Hinata up on her special day
One Brain Cell Moment #1
1k smutty words I forgot I wrote for Mother's Day. Let's pretend I didn't post this 20 days after the D-day.
As a mother of the three Uzumaki offspring and the wife of the hokage, lazy mornings to sleep in and relax were few.
A far cry from the mornings she used to spend at the Hyuuga compound, sad and alone, so Hinata never complained.
She wanted it; loved the simple life her husband offered her, the joy her children gave her and the safe place she built for them.
She held all that close to her heart and would take the exact same decisions were she to start it over again.
On special occasions, however, her hard work around the house and the village was rewarded with quality time and more gifts.
When her children were younger, Hinata and Naruto would always wake up with a startle. First falling out of bed in a rush because of cries coming from the nursery - a baby not caring that day would be off - and then because of the surprising visit of Boruto and Himawari in their bedroom, both excited about the ‘secret plan mom can’t know about otherwise it’s not a surprise anymore’, snaking in between their parents’ bodies to giggle in their ears and cuddle tight until claiming they were hungry.
Carrying them out of the room, Naruto would take care of them and let her have all the time and space she needed for herself until she felt like getting up and starting her day.
With now teenagers at home, mornings were quieter.
She would have breakfast in bed with Kawaki, morning yoga sessions with Boruto and time in the garden with Himawari. And the day would pass by so fast that, before she knew it, Naruto was back home, pushing her to get ready because they were going out.
The evenings were theirs when he didn’t see her in the morning.
And the mornings were less restful when Naruto took the day off.
He was always as excited as the kids to tell her he managed to clear his schedule on her birthdays or their anniversaries.
And to know she was going to wake up with that extra warmth coming from his body against her back made Hinata’s heart swell.
After almost fifteen years, it was so familiar to have Naruto by her side as the first thing to see that she felt fulfilled as soon as his strong arms wrapped around her, his intoxicating sunny scent mingling with the limbo of her sleep until his lips pecked kisses at the base of her neck.
Still lost between the two worlds, Hinata turned her face into the pillow and instinctively shifted in her half-sleep state, arching her back and wiggling her bum to move closer to his solid and protecting frame.
However, the low grunting she heard wasn’t part of any dream of hers, hot air coming from behind her colliding with her scalp.
The brushes of what she thought were the bedsheets against her sweaty skin were his fingers trailing up to caress her throat before returning to circle around her nipples, already tight and aching under her t-shirt.
The dampness between her thighs wasn’t due to the intense heat of June. Instead, her knickers were pushed out of the way and it was her arousal his cock was sinking into, rubbing her walls at a slow pace to not wake her up too rudely.
Closing her eyes tighter without knowing if she was falling back to sleep or about to cum, the pull in the pit of her stomach took over and squeezed the naughty intruder filling her.
It made Naruto whimper and Hinata’s hum turned into a moan of surprise at that particular sharp thrust of his hips, her voice thick with sleep and body quivering as she was becoming more aware of the leaking tip poking her spongy spot at each lazy stroke, his mouth sucking a mark upon her fastening pulse, his hand groping her chest, fingers pinching and twisting her rosy nipples.
All her right spots were already sensitive, sloppy hole fluttering and her tunnel perfectly moulded to the curvy shape inside her.
She had no idea what time it was or for how long Naruto had been working his way in, but she was hot and it was too much for her still mushy mind.
She couldn’t tell whether her first orgasm happened in her dream or not either.
In both cases the result was that she was wet and horny.
“Morning, love.” The deep, hoarse whisper was accompanied by the languid drag of his tongue against the shell of her red ear. “And happy Mother’s Day.”
Vision blurred, it was hard for her to think with the way Naruto was sliding between her folds, making her forget everything to the point she could say nothing but gasp his name.
"Shh, it's alright, Hinata. I got you."
His forearm that was keeping her pinned to his chest gravitated toward the milky flesh of her thigh.
The louder her panting was getting, the more Naruto rubbed gentle patterns there before lifting her leg high enough and hooking it at the crook of his elbow to somehow pound his fat head deeper.
Spread out wider, Hinata couldn’t move with him keeping her in this position, submissive to how the veins around his cock were pulsing inside her as he grabbed a handful of her stomach, soft and red with stretch marks.
“Naruto-kun…”, she whined, her hand holding onto his wrist to stop him.
“You’re so perfect and all for me.” He still changed target, teasing her clit with scratchy bandages instead now that her senses were alert and filled with nothing but him. “You’re gonna take all of me, yeah?”
She knew him too well.
Knew what he meant and what he was trying to do without a word spoken between them.
Knew she didn’t need to beg to have it.
And she could only cling onto his arms, nail digging in his muscles, and gush on him when her release uncoiled, the squelches obscene.
The continuous sound of skin hitting skin turning quicker the more he pushed in her dripping juices until his hips stuttered, his balls pressed against her and hot sticky loads of cum drowned her bare womb.
Three girls on discord talk about their favourite characters #3
2k smutty words loosely based on Womo_Ots' juicy Naruto fanarts on Twitter
“Today, I would like to try something…new.”
While Naruto was basking in his post-nut fog, he realised his wife was suddenly back at being uncertain about herself, shyer than when she was rubbing his length in the tight space between her boobs at a fast and confident pace, giving her all to make him explode on her face.
Mission accomplished, she was staring at the ropes of thick cum dripping across her chest, mixing with spit and creamy milk that would soon feed their child.
Naruto could still taste the sweetness on his lips after thumbing her puffy nipples, picking up spilled whiteness only to lick it off his fingers. And he wanted to have more of her on his tongue, but Hinata had something else in mind. Although she was struggling to voice it as if she hadn’t been the one proposing to get him off with the soft poking of her toes and the shape of her sole months ago.
“I’m up for anything,” he said, low and huskily.
She perked up, eyes searching his. “Really?”
“Yeah, whatever you want.”
For a few beats, she stayed quiet then her hands released the hold they had on the sides of her breasts, freeing his cock she had slowly slipped between her rounded mounts and kept trapped until it had turned soft.
The lubed glide of their skins was still heaven and he shivered at the sight of Hinata reaching for his help as she was trying to stand up despite her baby bump, her knees probably sore and her chest feeling raw from the friction of his flesh rolling down his cock each time his tip had poked through the grip of her tits.
“Help me please?”
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he grabbed the back of her thighs and lifted her on the mattress as she was placing her knees on either side of his hips. Hinata on top of him, she was fitting snugly in his lap, straddling him and blinding him with her glow.
His palms were more callus than hers, but he felt her melt under the lazy caresses of her hips, wandering along her inner thighs, turning slick and sticky with her arousal the more he touched her belly, circling the tight skin around her navel.
A kick collided with his hand and even though it wasn’t the first time, Naruto couldn’t help but be in awe at what he and Hinata created together.
It stirred his cock to life, growing against her ass which made her moan.
Her arm curled around his neck and she sighed when he pressed his lips to hers, trying to relax her from whatever thoughts were pulling that little brain of hers into a twist. Her mouth was hot, her sunshine taste mingled with the saltiness of him she gathered while sucking him off. His tongue immediately lapped softly against her teeth, dancing with hers until she tugged on his t-shirt.
“Please, take off your t-shirt.”
In the middle of June, the night was hot and the air felt thick, leaving Naruto’s skin sticky with sweat as he peeled his shirt off before throwing it behind her. Somewhere he couldn’t see because Hinata was pushing on his shoulders, silently asking him to lay down.
The mattress sank under his weight, and all of these pillows furled around his head comfortably.
“Are you going to tell me what you have in mind?” he chuckled, running his hands up and down the front of her thighs now. “The suspense’s kinda killing me.”
Long, silky locks of hair slipped from behind her shoulder and Naruto was quick to chase them. He caught the strands between his fingers and pushed it back out of the way, tucking them behind the pink tip of her ear. That’s how he caught the faintest traces of that perfume they both know he liked. It was sweet and airy and it reminded him of flowers opening up under the sun.
“Hinata…”
Now watching her moisten her full lips, he swallowed and her face was colouring with embarrassment.
“I- We… Let’s call it a pregnancy craving, okay?”
“Okay.”
Her fingers feathered over his abdomen, this barely-there touch skimming across his navel, his happy trail. Her lashes fluttered in that way that made his heart pound, and suddenly her eyes were on him.
“It started when I saw you rocking Boruto to sleep. He looked so comfortable and safe tucked in your embrace.” Her hands travelled to his arms and squeezed which stuffed Naruto’s chest with warm, soft appreciation, “How you were holding him so delicately and yet nothing could have disturbed him with you. With his tiny fist not letting go of you even though you were cooing words of reassurance in his ear, I just melted. At first it was lovely, but the more I was watching you, the more I was- I realised… It was sexy.”
Too dumbfounded, Naruto couldn’t tell when she started petting his pecs, tips of her fingers flattened and following the shape of every bulge.
Did Hinata’s hormones shift her interest from the outline of his cock in his grey sweatpants to his nipples jutting through his white t-shirt?
If that’s so, given how horny she would get every time he was wearing sweats during her first pregnancy, he was in for one hell of a ride.
A surprised groan rumbled in his chest when she stroked his stiff nipples with gentle, light, circling motions.
He knew he would be affected by the simplest mundane things Hinata would do. And yet, never had he thought that sensitive part of him being teased by his bashful wife would turn him on so much.
How it must feel ten times better for Hinata when he groped her tits or begged her to suck on them as soon as she talked about pumping the surplus of milk.
Eyes rolling in the back of his head, he closed them shut. Even his nails dug in the rolls of flesh at Hinata’s waist to try and control the twitching of his cock, standing tall now and clearly flowing precum at his slit and the crack of Hinata’s ass.
“Do you think that it’s weird?”
Naruto blinked before frowning at her fidgeting, “‘Weird’? Hinata, I think we’ve already gone over what’s socially acceptable a long time ago, isn’t that right?”
“But-”
“Nah,” he resumed stroking the small of her back and saw her watch every muscle undulating under his skin, “if you want to fuck my tits, then fuck them.”
A glint of hesitation shone in her eyes, but the heat of her body wasn’t lying, already warming his blood to the point that one half heated his cheeks and another half rushed to his aching dick the more she traced the meat of his chest.
Eventually, her hand rested on the juncture of Naruto’s neck and shoulder, the tendon twitching beneath her touch as she scooted from his lap to his ribs.
Adjusting herself, he was face to face with her slit, folds drenched and swollen, the scent potent. Then she sat down on him and the feeling was cold right above his heart beating wildly.
Could she feel it in her cunt? The banging of his organ and the rumbling of his groan? Feel how his body was singing for her?
“I can feel it pulsing,” he stupidly voiced for no reason.
Whining, Hinata was red in the face when she tentatively executed a first thrust of her hips.
Then she paused, supporting herself with one hand on his abdomen and the other curled around her mouth. His own chest was heaving slightly, aroused beyond reason because of only one little slide of her sensitive skin over his pecs.
Before he could say anything, she began moving again, angling her hips to seek out friction, and little by little, probably timing his breathing with her rocking, she started to really grind on him, her little bundle of nerves rubbing against his sweating skin, catching on the dips and lines of his muscles.
His mouth started watering at the sight of her hips rolling heavily on top of his ribcage, bones jabbing at his lungs each time he would breathe.
At the trail of juices she left behind, her pussy lips kissing the planes of his chest and the low curve of her belly glueing to the middle of his bone structure at each slide forward.
At the heat her thighs were spreading at his sides, her breathless mewls vibrating through him like unrefined electricity each time she would brush his nipples against her clit, her hole fluttering and leaking more slick on them.
Soon they were glistening under the small light in the bedroom and Hinata shyly pinched them, making Naruto’s head feel dangerously heated as he choked out a low growl at the sting.
His muscles already burnt from holding him back from tackling her on the bed and sinking his pulsing cock between her sloppy walls, but the strong shudder of her body ricocheting on his skin turned him a bit more tense as goosebumps bloomed across his arms and wet pecs.
“You’re so large…,” she suddenly confessed amongst wet sounds and loud panting. Though she almost didn’t have to say anything. He could see the muscles of her thighs were flexed to the max, displaying her cunt wide open to his keen eyes , “I’m so stretched out…more than what I’ve expected.”
The thought of her fantasising about that part of his body for a while made his pulse race, the powerful stroke to his ego going down inside him like he just leaped into the void. It set the base of his balls on fire, his cock throbbing from hearing about their size difference, the odd stimulation of his torso and the pleasure coiling in the pit of his stomach.
“Hina!” he failed to hold back his whimper, “Fuck...”
Her fingers had curled around his hair, pulling his head back in the pillows, exposing his throat as his Adam’s apple bob.
Eyes up, he could only see her.
The top of her rounded belly, her soiled breasts hanging low and heavy, probably getting engorged and ready for another nursing, pushed up between her upper arms and still jiggling, dry cum contrasting with the pink tint of her skin.
Back arched, she was humping the inner side of his pecs with a blissful expression gracing her facial features; lips apart, eyes half-lidded and gasps coming out in quick and short bursts. Sweat began gathering between her knitted eyebrows. Her hair like curtains around them, she clinged to his fringe to find some stability in her dazed state.
Toes curling, fingers clawing at the fat of her ass, teeth gritting tight, it felt so damn good to have her drag herself on him, leaving his skin red and his cock pumped and painfully ready to come into play.
But he also wanted to see her come apart on top of him. To witness her turn to gush on him.
His only solution while waiting was to palm her belly, cupping his breasts and matching his rubs of her nipples to how she was forcefully bending his with each succions of her greedy hole as he was chewing hard on his lip.
Her attention and gaze shifted down to his and their eyes locked.
“I-I can’t stop,” her blush somehow managed to deepen, “You feel sooo good, I can’t stop…”
“Then don’t,” just by making her happy again, his heart felt like flying away, “Don’t stop, Hinata.”
His hands on her waist encouraged her to quicken the pace over the sweaty puddle that formed between the hard space of his muscles, causing the bed to creak.
The tremor that went through her made her squeak and tightened around him, hands pulling on his roots, her knees pressing in his external oblique and her ankles in his solar plexus.
Intense gaze set upon the ‘o’ shape of her mouth, his lips curled into a grateful smile.
“You’re doing it so well. You’re so pretty, so beautiful.”
From the way her voice hitched and her nails scraped over his scalp, he figured that was what she wanted to hear.
So he kept talking to her until his throat was dry.
Until she cracked apart in the middle, tension leaving her body with a heavy sigh, and she squirted all over his upper body, arousal dripping down his nipples as he yanked her to his face and cleaned the mess with his mouth.
Do not get fooled by the emperor's smile. There's more than meets the eye.
Three girls on discord talk about their favourite characters #2
1.2k smutty words based on the official art for royalty NaruHina
The emperor's smile was one of the most beautiful things the empress had ever seen.
Warm and bright and lovely, it had the ability to make others believe in him. To pull out a soft smile out of her when things became overwhelmingly unbearable.
There was, however, more than just one charming meaning to it. Another side of the coin which would pummel her heart into submitting to him at the sight.
"Are you comfortable in your seat, Hinata?"
Caught staring at her newly husband sitting to her right, her gaze, as if burnt by the sun itself, lowered back on her open book while she hummed her affirmative reply.
And yet, hot lips brushed against the shell of her ear once he tucked a lock of silky hair behind it, "The throne must be hard and painful after the nasty sparking you got earlier. Don't you want to sit on my face?"
"S-Sit on what?" A red hue of shyness bloomed on her cheek bones and she attempted to hide behind her book.
Naruto snorted, a chuckle breaking from the back of his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing, "Stop being so adorable." His voice was low and suave, "You heard me just right, or do you want to hear me beg you to sit on my face once again?"
"I-I do not wish any of that."
"Alright."
He didn’t back off, though.
She was far from being off the hook.
He knew how to trigger the butterflies in her belly. To make her feel dizzy, heart beating fervently.
Right arm stretching out to turn her page himself, he leaned forward and met her eyes, "Either you're a really slow reader or…you've been distracted." Scorching breath hitting her skin as he kissed down her throat and collarbones, ogling at her pushed up breasts. "You've been reading the previous page for a solid ten minutes." Touch sliding along the meat of her thighs under her skirts until she couldn't focus on the story anymore. "So which one is it?"
Already panting, her core clenched around air when Naruto dropped on his knees, quickly pushing her clothes out of the way and spreading her legs open to bow and take in her scent when there was nothing more vulnerable than displaying the back of the emperor's neck.
His smile was still tugging at the corners of his mouth kissing her inner thigh, "Don't mind me. I'm just in the mood for something sweet."
Hinata followed his tongue tracing the outline of his lips, preventing the drool from dripping down his chin.
The loud sound of her book hitting the ground got lost in their lust-fogged minds.
How could she stay focused and read when he knew what to do to make her have the best orgasm every single time.
Curling his fingers to stimulate the spongy spot, he simultaneously flicked her clit with the pad of his thumb before flawlessly dragging the flat of his tongue up the length of her fat cunt, the tip digging deep and poking at her inner walls.
"You taste so good, I can't stop."
They had been doing this too many times now for her to not be aware that he loved having his face buried in her hot pussy, soaking wet to the point slick would drip down her sweat covered thighs shaking violently.
Loved watching the way her back arched and hearing her breathless moans.
Loved seeing the way her hips stuttered and feeling her knees turn weak on top of his shoulders as he untied his cape which had been restraining him so far.
And that smile of his, the one he kept only for her, demanded her to come untouched. The weight of his gaze holding contact with her fluttering hole making her feel exposed as she exploded.
Feeling his hands back on her to grop the bruised curves of her derrière, she gushed some more.
The room temperature kept rising.
Massages of her pillowy flesh turned so much stronger that her breasts spilled out of her corset after a forceful yank.
Wet squishing was getting filthier to listen, thickening the haze she was in.
Nails piercing the throne armrest, she kept falling apart.
No time to catch her breath.
Naruto always forgot about those sorts of things, hard cock included, when he was feasting on her, drinking her juices noisily. Breathing in the potent smell of her like it was the very oxygen he needed.
That's when he wasn't too busy abusing her clit with rough slaps, scissoring or rotating his fingers hard, stretching her with the girth of his three digits inside her heat until she was sobbing, overstimulated and denying the ache coiling in her guts at the telltale signs of another upcoming release.
Before she could tell him it was too much, he smiled big, showing her his canines as he swiped her cream off his knuckles, releasing them with an obscene pop once he was done.
"You act like you don’t want it anymore, but you're bucking into my palm every time I retreat.”
Toes curling and uncurling, she did try to stop his assault and thrusting motion by lowering her hand, reaching for his head at the apex of her legs. Not to get lost in his hair and scratch her nails either along his scalp or in the skin of his nape to press him deeper into her, although she was dying to do so, but to fight against the heaviness of his mouth on her.
To no avail.
Even wrapping her slender fingers around his wrist, pushing his conquering fingers away from her, was a waste of time and energy.
Squirming only pulled him closer.
"...wah-wait. Not here. Nooh."
Naruto back at harshly lapping her sloppy folds had a shiver crashed down her spine.
Her rocking hips rubbed her puffy lips against his nose, causing her to jolt despite his borderline painful hold on her waist to slide her closer to him.
“You know what you have to say if you want me to stop,” he groaned at the way she squeezed around him at his words, lost in between kisses and nibbling at her sensitive flesh. "But we both know you won't say anything because you like this."
Rapt attention shifted from the drenched, messy sucking of his fingers to her tight nipples, hurting from the negligence, to her expression: magical eyes half-lidded, flushed cheeks, wild hair, gasps coming out in fast and short bursts.
After having his fingers stuffed inside her for what felt like hours, she saw his grin widen more, reaching his dark blue eyes shining with greed.
Gone was the benevolence everyone in the empire loved.
"Dearest empress, you look like a well used whore." He snickered, tilting his head down as he parted her lower lips again to slurp the mix of her arousal and his saliva oozing and gluing him to her. "My well used whore."
His thumb stroking her slit, fingers plunged back inside the pool of essence gathering for him to enjoy as he looked up at her, had her world spinning fast, pulse palpating.
"Yet I know you can take so much more, yeah?"
At the resuming unwavering onslaught on her clit, she could do nothing but moan so loud that she was sure it echoed across the whole palace.
Hinata gives Naruto an excuse to leave work early.
Three girls on discord talk about their favourite characters #1
For @bornonthebreakofdawn and @your-internetfriend ❤
415 smutty words based on the official rings for NaruHina
I just got out of the shop. The ring is now perfectly adjusted to my finger and I love it even more. Do you want to see how good it looks?
As always, her phone rang the second after.
His face was on her screen two seconds later.
Shopping bags still at the foot of the bed, summer dress pushed up and legs wide open, she couldn’t miss the flash of surprise in his eyes at realising she wasn’t going to talk to him about her day off.
The salacious lick of his lips at seeing what she was showing him now that her panties were at her ankles shook her very core with anticipation.
Soon, his pupils dilated, staring at her fluttering hole, almost winking at him from the other side of the screen.
At the way her middle and ring fingers started teasing her pussy lips then moving in and out of the heat that had been pooling between her thighs for the entire walk back home.
On her end, squishy sounds were louder than her soft happy little sounds when she dragged down in between her puffy folds.
The gem of her orange ring shone with her sticky slick covering her left hand, goosebumps blooming on her skin the slower Naruto blinked as if absorbed by the threads of wetness snapping between her fingers.
It made her feel too good to be embarrassed and stop.
As a third finger made its way inside her to curl and stimulate that very nice spot, Hinata’s hips twitched. A gasp went out of tune at the feeling of the ring catching her swollen clit, the unfamiliar weight and cold feeling of the metal against her hot skin turning her mind foggy.
"Hina, let me see your face."
Not enough to prevent her from hearing the restrained groan of pleasure passing his parted lips, though, the low tone of his voice getting her lungs to lock air in as she obeyed.
“Here’s what’s gonna happen, Hina. I’m gonna watch you come apart and when I’m home, I’ll clean the mess you made. That’s why you texted me, right?" So deep and husky that a new wave of desire moistened her fingers, sticking the ring to her skin as she was hanging on his every dirty word, "For me to suck on your fingers and for your hand to look extra pretty on my dick. Got me so fuckin’ hard, you’re gonna help me with it, now.”
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[Read the rest on AO3 here]
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As always, here I come waltzing in two months after the end of the event... But I get the feeling that everyone who knows me is familiar with this by now ahahah
<< In which the war in Europe destroys lives. And yet, in the basement of a little bookstore, an American soldier and a French member of the Resistance fall in love. >>
@nh2022
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Based on the Resistance AU badluck and I want to write together. Maybe one day 😊
"They slept in motels for no more than 3 nights, then they moved on to another one, afraid to be followed. They rarely stopped, too. The scenery blurred past them. Maybe they had been here before, maybe they hadn’t. A lot of places tended to melt into each other these days the less they minded the little details the weather would change in the landscapes."
[Read the rest on AO3 here]
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My last entry for this event... unless I manage to publish another chapter for ITNoL in January and it can be considered as a late entry.
<< Sometimes it's just a 'bend me over the desk and make me like it' kind of night for Hinata. >>
@nh2022
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"A brief glance at the digital clock informed her it was three in the morning. It took her some time to recognise that groans and curses were noises disrupting the quiet of the night. Every so often, she could hear the echoes of muffled laughter and hushed one-sided conversation coming through the walls. The voice was familiar even in the state of lingo she was in, dancing between the realms of sleep and reality."
[Read the rest on AO3 here]
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I don't know yet if this is my last entry for this event, but I know it's my last "gift-fic" of the year 2022 for you two @your-internetfriend and @bornonthebreakofdawn
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