[Grope] with (Boruto era) naruto?
Hinata's exasperated laugh from the doorway did nothing to soothe his growing annoyance with the blonde fool. Said blonde fool had his (super hot) forehead pressed up against the nape of his neck, arms wrapped around his middle, and hands cupping his bottom.
"You smell so g'ud." Naruto slurred, nuzzling into the snake summoner just a bit more.
"Naruto-kun." Orochimaru warned softly, "I am neither your wife nor your Sasuke. Now, please... we must get you back to-"
The feverish Hokage blinked blearily up at him, hazy blues attempting to focus. "Who are you, then?"
The Sannin brought up a hand to rub between his eyes, sighing. They've been through this same song and dance at least three times now. "I'm your existential nightmare." He deadpanned and very graciously ignored Hinata's snort as they both maneuvered the sick man back into his bed. Tsunade was going to owe him a bottle of umeshu, after all of this. His eyes met Hinata's large, pale lavender ones as she mouthed 'Thank you.' All he could do was incline his head.
This was going to be a long night.
((Probably not what you were looking for Anon, but there you go... I needed to write some put upon Orochimaru and some levity...))
