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It was the first week since the hot springs were repaired after an unexplained mishap that caused the divider to somehow uproot and crash down. Because of this disturbance, temporarily, the onsen was made a restricted area to the public. For the time being, only those of noble class were allowed to enjoy the bathing area, as it was deemed that hooligans were responsible for trashing the place. Naruto would’ve been the likeliest suspect for such mischief, but after gaining the respect for saving Konoha, it was hard for the villagers to pin the blame on him.
Ironically, he was the cause of it…
With the bathhouse exclusively opened just for their class of society, Hyuuga Hinata and her younger sister Hanabi chose to visit. Due to her considerate nature, she wanted to invite some of the other kunoichi, but the rules were strict: no one but noble class. Well, Hinata could not say she was too disappointed; she felt rather awkward exposing her ample chest to her envious peers. And so, it was a time for sisters to bond, and Hinata was just fine with that. The strain between them caused by their father’s favoritism had vanished as surely as his ignorance; one could almost say they were on the road to becoming a big, happy family.
When they arrived at the hot springs, they found shinobi guards in place; a rather ridiculous place for them to be considering the chain of events that have taken place recently, but Hinata wasn’t about to try to stir up trouble and suggest that guards were better suited elsewhere. As always, she accepted the decisions of everyone else without prejudice and with a quaint smile on her face. The sentry nodded to them and permitted entrance, recognizing instantly the big, pale, pupil-less eyes as the trademark of the Hyuuga clan. Thanking them, Hinata ushered her little sister into the small establishment where they could undress.
The entirety of the hot springs was absent of a single person other than the Hyuuga sisters. The solitude was enjoyable and somewhat expected since only nobles were allowed into this area, yet they were a class that rarely had time to relax. This was a time for Hinata to treasure, she thought wistfully; some quality time with Hanabi would be most enjoyable.
In the room that could fit around four people, Hanabi stripped down quickly enough and then wrapped a towel around her. Though they were alone, she and her big sister were modest enough to keep their lady-parts covered; no one really knew that Hinata sometimes practiced her jutsu in the nude during her late-night visits to the ponds, and she preferred that it was kept a secret. It felt more comfortable without clothes, but if someone got wind of it, who knew how many perverts would be lining the shores of every body of water in a twenty-mile radius in hopes of catching a glimpse of her?
Sliding open the door to leading to the women’s section, Hanabi looked out with a bright smile. “Onee-san, I’m heading in now,” she announced. She could have stuck around to wait for her sibling, but she chose not to.
“Yes, I’ll be right there,” Hinata assured her with a tender smile. With that, the ten-year-old scurried out and waded into the pool without even shutting the door. Hinata forgave her for that, smiling at the childlike innocence Hanabi still had; it was good that she was enjoying her youth in ways Hinata did not. Hinata closed the sliding door only partially, just enough to conceal herself.
At long last, she started to disrobe, pulling down the zipper of her unseasonably-heavy jacket and shrugged it off. She folded it neatly and set it in the complimentary basket against the wall of the enclosed room. The kunai holster on her right leg was unstrapped before she sat on the bench stretching out in the center of the room. The next piece of her attire to go was her low-heeled sandals, which were set next to the basket before her headband – acting more as a neck accessory in her case – joined her lavender jacket.
For a moment, she just sat there in repose. How long had it been since she had some time to herself and not worried about training? She was a chuunin now, and that was a huge responsibility that held her to work 24/7. Now she had the chance to just lie back and enjoy the day. After all, surely these days without fighting weren’t going to last for much longer with Akatsuki on the move – as few members remained.
Tossing her dark-blue hair, she reached for the hem of her blouse and pulled it up and her head. Thank goodness no one was around to see how her breasts bounced slightly when the shirt was pulled over them. She was rather embarrassed by their weight. She’d always thought that she might wind up on par with Sakura-san’s chest, as it better suited her withdrawn personality, but instead, she retained these glorious globes that would’ve had every boy noticing her a lot more if she dressed more like Ino-san.
With a faint flush, she delicately traced her palms over the white material of her D-cup bra. Would her future husband like them? Her blush deepened and her smile turned to a straight mouth when a particular man – still a genin – came to mind to fill the role of ‘husband’.
Still, now wasn’t the time to be fantasizing. She hadn’t even gotten into the water, and she was already daydreaming and floating on the waves of ‘possibility’. She undid the button of her pants, and then stood up so that she could wiggle her rounded hips out of them. With the garment pooling around her ankles and leaving her standing in just her cotton-white underwear, she knelt down and plucked it up, folding it like the rest of her clothes to place properly with the rest of her clothes. In a fluid motion, she swept up her towel and wrapped it around her body as though there was somebody in there with her, and proceeded to remove her bra. With one hand keeping her covering up, she managed to slip out of the garment and bent over, reaching underneath her towel to descend her panties. Any peeping-tom would’ve felt cheated from her maneuvering around her nudity.
Hinata smiled, finally ready to head out and join her sister in the hot springs. She was almost at the door. Then all of a sudden, there arose such a clatter; she sprung from her step to see what was the matter. Her wide eyes turned up to the small, wood-barred window, hearing hushed voices from two people; boys, she realized! Had they seen her? Were they peeping on her? Defensively, she readied herself, not wanting to hurt the persons, but ready to fend off any unwanted advances. Was she above slapping such vandals? She doubted she had the required nerve and would likely ask them to leave in a meek and stuttering tone.
A spiky yellow head came into view, straining as he pulled himself up. But with a yelp, he seemed to have been intentionally shoved from below so that he could break through the easily-replaceable posts. In a mess, Naruto rolled into the dressing area, causing Hinata to press back against the wall behind her. What was he doing here?! Why was he only wearing a towel around his waist?! “Naruto-kun?!” she exclaimed the breath as though she didn’t believe what she saw.
Naruto, rubbing his bumped head, lifted his gaze, staring at Hinata recoiling with her cheeks their usually flushed color. “Huh? Hinata?” His brow knitted together as he faced the broken-open widow as his companion began to scale the wall. “Oi, Kiba! You were wrong! There was someone here!”
Climbing as stealthily as he could through the passage, Kiba scoffed at Naruto’s obvious doubt in his tracking skills. “What I said was that there wasn’t anyone to worry about,” he corrected Naruto. After dropping down from the windowsill – also dressed in a bathing towel – he smiled and greeted his longtime teammate. “Yo, Hinata! Sorry to suddenly crash in on you like this.”
“What are you doing here, Kiba-kun?” Hinata stammered out, keeping her towel tightly closed about her sumptuous frame. Her wide eyes shot down to Naruto; her cheeks flushed more when she saw him smiling up at her so casually even though they were not dressed properly to make small talk. “Th-this is the women’s side of the hot springs.”
Naruto laughed, leaning forward while both of his hands slapped down on his knees. “It doesn’t matter which side we’re on; we’re not even supposed to be allowed in the hot springs! Remember? Nobles only, ‘tebayo.”
Hinata drew a curled finger up to her lower lip as she bashfully looked off to the side. “Oh…”
“Besides that,” Kiba continued, “the men’s side was being watched, so we had to come in through this side.” He rubbed the back of his head, looking out through the crack of the sliding door. Vaguely, he noticed another scent in the air, but he didn’t pay it much mind. He could assume that it was Hinata’s younger sister and not her father or cousin – in which case, things could get very painful. “It’s kind of ridiculous that the Hokage shut down the entire place over a broken fence.”
Naruto nodded, linking his fingers behind his head. “Yeah, Baa-chan blows things out of proportion a lot of the time,” he grumbled, his bright blue eyes turning into fox-like lines on his face. “She needs to save as much money as she can to pay off her past gambling debts.”
“I hope you don’t mind the two of us being here,” Kiba said to Hinata. She turned her eyes to him. “Being teammates, I thought we could just spend time in the springs together.” His smile was friendly, and she knew she could trust him to not be a little sneak; Naruto, she felt she could trust too, but to a lesser extent maybe since he had been caught peeping once or twice on girls. Still, the prospect of soaking the hot springs with two boys – one being her longtime friend and teammate, the other being her longtime crush – had her blushing furiously. In all honesty, this was probably the closest she had been to the opposite sex, especially while they were all naked beneath a towel.
She was iffy about the situation of whether or not she felt comfortable in their company, but she had a victimless scapegoat. “I… I wouldn’t mind,” she half-lied nervously, “but… I came here… with Hanabi-chan. She’s out in the springs already.” She subtly gestured to the door, and Kiba confirmed it when he peered out and saw the little girl’s head above the surface of the steaming water. Disappointed, he sighed. She thought that they would leave now, but they lingered. Kiba exchanged a glance with his friend, and Naruto quirked a grin. The look was curious, and Hinata asked if anything was wrong.
Naruto hopped to his feet then, snickering in his mischievous way. “No, Hinata, but I just noticed,” he proclaimed with a point from his finger to her. “You’ve really grown up since two years ago, dattebayo!” He really didn’t think out his statement, and it came out more perverted than he wanted.
“Na-Naruto-kun!” Hinata spun away from him, facing the wall to hide her crimson face.
Immediately, Naruto waved his hands in front of him, as if to erase the spoken statement. “I don’t mean like that, Hinata! What I mean is: before, you were really quiet and hardly looked at anyone!” She peered at him over her shoulder, and his smile widened. “Of course… you still seem like a weird, creepy girl!”
As if struck through the heart with an arrow of despair, Hinata collapsed to her hands and knees, hair veiling her face. Couldn’t he have been a bit nicer? It was all in his good, sometimes-cruel fun, but she couldn’t bear it all that well. She sniffled and was almost on the verge of tears; she didn’t pay attention when Kiba scolded Naruto and struck his fist across the back of his head. Naruto, taking the hit in jest, continued to snicker. “I didn’t say that was a bad thing. Hinata, I told you before, didn’t I? I like people like you,” he reminded her.
Hinata did remember: the day of their first chuunin exam, the final rounds. Still, it stung a bit to know that she seemed like some kind of dark person.
“Just ignore what he said,” sighed Kiba, holding a hand out for Hinata to take. She did so, putting one hand on her towel as he helped her off the floor and directed her over to the bench. He smiled warmly at her, and she liked that; he was one of the few that could make her feel better, though his jokes sometimes were as mean as Naruto’s, but he was more conscious of the people he directed them at.
“But, Hinata,” Naruto continued, crowding around her with Kiba, his eyes suddenly wide and gleaming, “I have to admit you have grown up in other areas.” When her moon-like eyes turned up to him, she realized he was gawking quite hungrily at her cleavage, able to stare down now that she was sitting and he was standing. She went stone-faced at the comment when her brain failed to comprehend it.
“Naruto-kun!” she finally exclaimed, blushing and pulling the towel up as much as she could to hide her chest, though that sacrificed the covering of her shapely thighs. She wished the towel was longer, but she hadn’t expected she would need full coverage like this. Her dilemma seemed to delight Naruto, and even Kiba couldn’t help grinning at her flustering.
“Don’t take it badly, Hinata. You filled out even more than Sakura-chan!” he told her. “I never noticed before since you always wore that heavy jacket!” That was the point, but Hinata bit her tongue, wishing to somehow veer off their current topic of conversation.
Kiba leaned in close to Hinata, causing the red-faced girl to pull back defensively. He grinned that cocky smirk she recognized whenever he was planning something reckless to prove his mettle. “He’s got a point,” he murmured, eyes drifting to her bosom that she hoped to conceal. However, when he boldly hooked a finger in the towel, she couldn’t find the nerve to reproach her friend and teammate as he gave Naruto and himself a more generous view of her deep cleavage.
“Kiba-kun,” she whimpered as he eyed her with primal hunger that she had never seen in his feral eyes before. Anxiously, her hands clutched her towel, fisting it with a tightness only a crowbar could shake. “What’re you doing?”
Kiba only smirked at her and dipped down. She inhaled sharply and held that breath, expecting his lips to touch her skin; it would be a contact she had never shared with anyone, and one that she wouldn’t know how to react to. Kiba and Naruto were acting so strange, she thought amidst the blaring warnings her mind was screaming. Still holding her breath, she watched expectantly as his mouth hovered above her skin, but he gave her a moment to breathe when he stood back up with Naruto. With both of them gazing at her, she swallowed hard and slightly pulled up the top of her towel to reclaim the flesh yielded by Kiba.
“Oi, don’t pull it up!” Naruto insisted. His hand touched hers and unknowingly set her on fire. She quivered, noticing every detail of his hand on hers. He felt… hot, abnormally so. Against her initial will, she allowed him to pull the cloth down, but hesitated when he tried to slip it further than he should. “You have a really nice body, Hinata. It’s a shame that you cover it up so much.”
She flushed and looked down, her hands clasping in her lap with every muscle in her tightening. “Really, Naruto-kun?” She couldn’t believe that he found her that attractive; he never made any hints to it before, having just given her a few assurances that he liked her – as a friend, but that was beside the point.
Seeing that she was becoming a bit more open, Naruto seized the chance. “Yeah, of course! Isn’t that right, Kiba?” And of course, the dog-nin nodded. “So, why don’t you just… lower that towel a bit more, ‘tebayo?” Naruto egged on after swallowing the doubt forming a knot in his throat.
Hinata shifted awkwardly. The hand clutching her towel tensed. “I… I don’t think I should,” she confessed softly, no matter how difficult it actually was for her to deny Naruto. She was already showing more cleavage than she felt comfortable with, and if she let more of her covering slip, she might wind up exposing much more than she should. But the insistence of Naruto’s stare was almost compelling. Feeling strangely thrilled to oblige, she dipped the towel down an inch further, but would not risk more than that. The towel stretched over her breasts, compressing them and giving the illusion that they would suddenly pop free. She wondered if she should ask if that was enough, but decided not to; if she did, there was a chance that Naruto might talk her into revealing more.
“Wow! They’re so big!” Naruto marveled, smile gone to be replaced by a look of astonishment that left Hinata embarrassed and vaguely proud of her assets; Kiba also couldn’t keep his jaw from dropping when he ogled her. The thrill that ran up her spine from having boys paying such rapt attention to her must’ve been what Ino-san felt while flaunting her curvaceous figure around.
“C-can I pull it up now?” she asked meekly. Though she was a little glad to have Naruto staring at her like that, she naturally sought modest covering.
“You can’t do that now!” shouted the Jinchuuriki as if what she had just said was something absurd. “I have to see more! Look at what happened, ‘tebayo!” He gestured, and before she could stop herself, Hinata’s attention was brought to the tent that held up his towel; a large tent, at that!
Hinata gasped loudly, surprised that she didn’t fall backwards and faint from the sight of Naruto-kun’s… Naruto-kun’s…! “Naruto-kun!” was all she could blurt out, unable to take her eyes from the bulge, yet her common sense warned her to turn away.
Not quite the reaction he had expected, but at least she wasn’t screaming her head off or slapping him; definitely not the Sakura-type. “Relax, Hinata, it’s not that bad,” he said soothingly to her. He took her hand, and after meeting some hesitance from her, he finally was able to pull it to his crotch.
“But, Naruto-kun,” she whimpered, eyes not straying from where her shaking hand was being led, “that’s… that’s your…” Her heart thumped like a jackhammer. So many thoughts flooded into her innocent mind, trying to comprehend just what was going on. She jerked suddenly when she made the briefest brush against the tip.
“Don’t worry,” Naruto told her, pausing for a moment, and then moved her hand to grip the shaft still tucked away underneath his bathing towel. Kiba went on the move, but since he was abandoning her immediate space, Hinata focused on what she was doing, no matter how shameful it was. He asked her what she thought of it, carefully extracting his hand from hers to make sure she stuck; her hand didn’t budge.
She flushed, not knowing what to say to describe what he wanted to hear. “It’s hard,” she managed to utter. ‘Hard’ was one of the two descriptions running through her head at the moment; the other word being ‘big’. She unhinged her fingers, but quickly had them re-secured around the member by a labored-breathing Naruto. Mustering up the small amount of nerve she had, she squeezed harder, but did not know where to go from there.
The sliding door suddenly shifted, and Hinata feared that Hanabi had just wandered in. However, it turned out that it was Kiba simply taking precautions, wedging a block in the path of the slider to keep it from opening. He grinned at her when he saw her eyes on him. “I don’t want to chance your sister walking in on something that might be traumatizing.”
“But did you forget that she could use her Byakugan to see inside?” Naruto chimed.
Kiba didn’t hesitate when he came to stand at Naruto’s side and present his own pointed towel. He needed only to request attention, and Hinata put her hand to his crotch. Never before had she pictured herself being where she was at this very instant, yet she seemed to adapt very well – or rather, she took commands very well while in a heightened period of emotional stress.
Kiba suddenly gave a quick chuckle, as though having an afterthought to a joke. He looked at his pal. “Oi, Naruto, I don’t know about you, but this towel is getting in the way, wouldn’t you say?” Already, his hands moved to loosen the knot holding the covering up.
Hinata gasped and retracted her hands, watching wide-eyed as the towels dropped almost simultaneously, baring to her their full nakedness. She gasped upon laying her eyes on their lengths; Naruto was almost a full inch longer than Kiba, but both were plenty thick. They were much larger than what she had believed after her limited study of the male anatomy, and she wished that she didn’t automatically make the comparison.
“Um, I don’t think this is right,” she admitted. She kept her hands tight against her thighs. She couldn’t deny that there was a tingle rushing through her, but she wanted to stop it all before she did something she might regret, or worse: enjoy. If she went through with whatever these two pranksters had in store for her, there was no telling what might happen afterward. Would rumors start spreading? Would the two start sneaking into her room because she had proven herself willing one time? She had done so much to avoid such attention, and yet she still wound up in this very compromising spot with two boys.
“That’s what makes it fun! C’mon, Hinata, just try it,” Kiba suggested. He pushed his length forward in offering. It bobbed several inches from her face, and she tilted back to avoid contact with the leaking tip. What was that clear stuff? When she asked nervously, genuinely confused, both boys smiled. “Pre-cum,” Kiba answered her bluntly, “just some natural lube; nothing to be afraid of.”
Hinata trusted him on that, for the day Kiba hurt one of his comrades was the day he decided to settle down in a fancy house and find a taste for the finer things of life. She shifted as if to touch her lips against the tips, but then stopped abruptly, considering what she was about to do. She gave Naruto a glance and saw that he was watching intently with a hand on his erect prick, pumping it slowly and producing the same fluid from the head. Was it really so natural for them to be standing side-by-side naked? “Are you… Y-you won’t tell anyone about this, will you?” she stuttered out, needing their vow – which was something the two of them never broke – that whatever would transpire from this point on would by their secret and would not be spoken to another soul outside of this room. She was about to pass the point of no return.
“Not even a whisper,” Kiba promised while Naruto did his ultimate ninja oath of ‘never going back on his word’. Hinata, seeming satisfied with the response – or as satisfied as she could be – looked back at Kiba’s member, throbbing in time with his heartbeat. Slowly, she brought her hand up to grip it at the center. Carefully, learning just a little from seeing Naruto stroking himself, she eased her fist near to Kiba’s base, noting with interest how the thin membrane of foreskin neatly rolled away from the smooth and swollen tip. Then she did nothing.
“Open your mouth,” he murmured to her, his anticipation flaring when he watched her jaw drop slightly after a moment. His hips moved forward steadily until the tip bumped against her lips. He whispered for her to open her mouth a little wider; she did, trembling as she took a man into her mouth for the very first time. She whimpered as the girth forced her orifice to widen more, pressing her tongue flat on the floor of her jaw. Kiba gave a gratified sigh, adjusted his stance, and forced almost an inch more into her mouth, nudging the beginning of her esophagus. From having the penis pushed so far in her mouth, her eyes welled with tears as she gagged involuntarily. Kiba apologized and withdrew somewhat to give her room to adjust to his size. Her fist left his genitals to brace on his strong thighs to keep him from impulsively suffocating her again. With three inches of cock in her mouth, she wriggled and tried to figure out what to do next. However, Kiba was more than willing to instruct her on how to give head, tangling his fingers in her silky, blue locks to move her head back and forth. She moved shakily at first, but followed the motions of the hand on her head.
“Hey, Hinata, don’t forget me, ‘tebayo!” Naruto chimed out, taking matters into his own hands – literally – by reaching down to grab one of Hinata’s wrists to take bring it to his own throbbing cock. Her eyes nervously turned to him to watch her hand attach to the tip of his seven-inch pole. He moaned and thrust through the hollow of her hand to give her a clue on how to work it. He scooted in close with Kiba so that his cock would be right there for Hinata’s mouth to take care of.
“She’s good at this,” Kiba gasped out while making the Hyuuga heir move faster on his erection. He only had Ino to compare Hinata’s skills to, but considering the experience-gap, Hinata could very well be considered a natural. He grunted from the sensation of her tight virgin mouth wrapping around him.
Hinata considered stopping when she recalled the result of male stimulation, unsure that she was ready to actually take a burst of sperm in her mouth. Why, before this whole thing started, she never even believed that she would be one to give or receive oral sex, finding the act to be somewhat immoral; those private areas weren’t meant to go to the mouth, in her opinion. Yet there she was, bobbing up and down on Kiba’s shaft while he raced towards a completion, and in her hand was Naruto’s cock, pulsing with desire as he instructed the motions of her hand. As good as it felt to have her stroke him, though, Naruto wanted to experience the mouth that had Kiba sweating and on the verge of an orgasm.
He suddenly shoved Kiba, extracting the Inuzuka from Hinata’s mouth, which earned him a venomous complaint. He didn’t care, too eager to be buried in the girl’s usually tight-lipped mouth. “Hinata, do me now!” His hand stroked his cock once to produce a bit more of that pre-cum.
For the moment, Hinata hesitated to examine this penis. Naruto-kun’s penis… She was actually going to bestow pleasure to the one that inspired her to be a better self. Somehow, she was glad to do it. She opened her mouth to accept him in, but he stopped her suddenly. “Lick it first,” he said with a soft smile.
“Lick it?” Hinata repeated curiously, and was given a nod. Her pale-lavender gaze went to the tip glistening with fluid. With Kiba, she hadn’t really have a chance to taste the pre-cum since the tip was shoved all the way to the back of her throat before her tongue even had a chance to lap at it. Now she was asked to specifically remove the liquid with her tongue. A request that she was hesitant to fulfill, but would accomplish nonetheless. Her tongue extended a little from her open lips, stopped short of the head of the prick, and then pushed forward, flattening against the dripping head and removing it of the transparent fluid; the flavor was somewhat sweet, not at all what she had expected.
Naruto exhaled heavily, stating that he liked the feeling of her tongue roaming the tip, urging her to tend to the rest of his dick in the same way. Bringing her hand up to handle him, she moaned softly as she ran her tongue down his impressive length, and then back up. She retracted her tongue and looked timidly up at the blond boy. “Am I doing it right?”
Naruto nodded with a grin, his whiskered cheeks slightly flushed. “Yep, it feels great,” he said before his hand took a place on her head like Kiba’s had. “But now, put it in your mouth, dattebayo.” She whined quietly, brushing her puckered lips against the engorged crown before bringing it in. While his dick wedged into her mouth, tongue massaging the underside, a drawn-out moan of pleasure escaped his lips. He delved deeper into her mouth until she could take in no more. Involuntarily, her esophagus convulsed and tried to eject him when he began to sink into her throat. She tried her very best to accommodate the feeling, but it was too much for her inexperienced body to take. She had no choice but to push off of him and wheeze raggedly. Daintily, she covered her mouth as she cough, subtly clearing away the bit of spittle. Naruto allowed her a moment to recover, but he was most surprised that she initiated the second try, sucking him in carefully and not as deep as before.
Seeing that there was no point wasting his load with the ministrations of his own hand, Kiba went to indulge his urge to touch. He rounded Hinata without her even realizing it, too occupied with Naruto to pay him any mind. Let her ignore him for now, Kiba thought; it’d make it easier. Without warning, he reached out and pulled at her towel, not removing it entirely as it all fell in a heap on her lap. Almost immediately, she pulled away from Naruto’s cock, arms snapping around her chest to cover the tips of her breasts. “Kiba-kun!”
Kiba’s hot chuckle met the nape of her neck as his chest pressed into her from behind. She felt the heat of his shaft pressing firmly against the small of her back, originating another shiver that shot up her spine. His calloused hands slipped around her, running along her ribs and causing an outbreak of goose-bumps, and then slid upward until he cupped her heavy breasts. Though her concealing arms limited what he could feel, he was satisfied enough to actually touch those soft mounds that he had fantasized about on many nights.
He squeezed roughly, hands greedy for more, despite how Hinata stuttered and quivered at his touch. “I’ve always wanted to touch them,” he whispered into her ear, shocking her from this revelation of desire from the one she came to look at almost like a brother. She whimpered when she felt his canine teeth pinch the cord of nerves at the nape of her neck. Her thighs squeezed together, moving uneasily as an unfamiliar warmth began to set in. The fluttering in her stomach was becoming more noticeable, more intense than she had ever felt before. A surprised chirp came from her lips when he forced his fingers underneath the arm crossed over her bosom. He searched blindly for that hidden nub until his fingertip bumped against it. Like sharks to blood, his fingers lunged for the nipple, shoving Hinata’s arm out of the way so that he could tend to the tit unhindered. She yelped Kiba’s name, twisting so that she could face him. His hands groped her chest, plucking at her stiff nipples until they ached, but in a sensational way.
Naruto struck his left hand down to claim Hinata’s right breast from Kiba. Kiba snarled possessively at him, pulling Hinata back while fighting to keep both hands full of the bosom. For a moment, Hinata thought that the two would get into an actual fight. In an effort to calm Naruto down, she turned back to him, steeled herself, and dove on his cock with eyes tightly shut.
Deeper than she had taken him before, she pushed her mouth on him until he was starting to slide down her throat – a very uncomfortable feeling for her, but she fought down the reflex to gag. This deep-throat was just the distraction that Naruto needed as he was almost knocked off balance from the sudden sensation. She had taken him even deeper than Sakura had during the whole ‘gloryhole’ incident. Forgetting about his quarrel with Kiba, he reached behind him for anything that could stabilize him. He grabbed onto the wall, leaning back at an extreme angle as his hips moved to and fro into Hinata’s willing mouth. His testicles were clenching, swollen with a load preparing to blast forth with the intensity of a volcano. When she began to moan against his cock due to Kiba massaging her bosom, the vibrations sent shockwaves up Naruto’s spine.
“So good, ‘tebayo,” he wheezed, his thrusting hips becoming desperate. “Hinata, I’m going to… I’m…” He suddenly curled up, clutching at the back of her head with both hands to keep her from pulling away. His testicles exploded, and the pleasurable rush sped up through his shaft like lava from an erupting volcano. “I’m cumming! Ugh..! Swallow it, ‘tebayo!” He pumped the first jet of semen onto the roof of Hinata’s mouth. Her protest was muffled; she was not prepared to gulp down his cum, let alone the entirety of it. However, Naruto’s mind was set, and he bucked against her several more times as his abundant release flooded her mouth. Having no other option besides suffocating, she took deep swallows of the thick substance rolling around in her mouth. It was so salty and bitter from his protein-rich diet; Kiba’s cum would probably taste even muskier since he ate nothing but meat.
Sighing, Naruto unplugged Hinata’s mouth of his cock, allowing her to cough and sputter, opening her mouth to spit out the large amount of cum that still there. Before she could, Kiba’s hand cupped her chin and pushed her lips closed. “You heard what he said,” Kiba spoke hotly in her ear. “Swallow it all.” His other hand moved up to stroke her throat, and after some coaxing, he smirked when feeling the muscles working down the rest of Naruto’s pungent essence.
“Onee-san, are you coming out?” All three ninja gave a start at the noise, thinking for a moment that they had been caught. Hinata opened her mouth, flushing when a spittle of cum ran down from the side of her lips. “You’ve been in there for a long time. What are you doing?” Hanabi asked from outside. The shutter rattled when she tried to open it. “Onee-san? The door’s stuck! Onee-san!”
“I’ll… I’ll be right out, Hanabi-chan,” Hinata managed to say after gulping down the last traces of hot sperm. She whimpered softly as Kiba and Naruto began to move her to lie along the bench. She couldn’t fight back while she was settling down, legs ambling to try to keep together and not hang over the sides, struggling not to make a racket while she was trying to keep Hanabi from suspicion. She had to withhold a yelp when she had her towel yanked from her by Naruto, who straddled the portion of the bench below her and bent down to inspect her womanhood. He pulled her knees apart, and she could almost faint from embarrassment when he leaned in close to her vagina, the feeling made all the more powerful when he combed his fingertips through the short hair crowning her mound. “Just… wait for me, Hanabi-chan,” she implored hastily, becoming all the more frantic when Kiba turned her head to him and started to trace his cockhead around her lips. How could he expect her to suck his penis now? She couldn’t help squealing, though, when Naruto touched her nether lips, rubbing up to the hooded clit. Luckily, Hanabi didn’t pay attention to her sister’s strange urgency.
“Alright,” Hanabi murmured. “Just hurry and come, okay?” (Derp!)
Kiba and Naruto grinned broadly at the statement; the irony was lost on Hinata. “We’ll make sure you do,” Kiba assured her, palming her breasts before shoving his cock into her mouth. She bleated as her mouth was stuffed with his thick erection. She tasted his pre-cum and let the tang slide down her throat. With the way Kiba bucked his hips, she hardly had to do anything but keep her mouth open for passage. However, even though she was not doing any real activity, she was sweating profusely due to Naruto prodding her pussy.
The blond genin hummed in his throat as he fingered her folds, spreading them. When he had eaten out Sakura – or so he thought considering that it was really Ino’s vagina that his tongue had explored – he hadn’t the chance to actually look at these parts of a woman. He was in awe at the beauty of it, so soft and naturally appealing. He petted her pubic hair softly and pondered her taste…
Hinata, plucking Kiba’s cock from her mouth for a moment, looked down her cleavage to meet Naruto’s stare. He smirked deviously at her while bending down to the juncture of her thighs. “No, Naruto-kun! Don’t go down there!” He wouldn’t listen to her, of course, and she felt his tongue sliding over her sensitive flesh. She cried out in pleasure, and it was a miracle that her sister did not hear and come rushing to see what the commotion was about. However, who knew how long she could continue to be lucky like that? To control that variable, Kiba moved his cock back into her mouth and began thrusting. His hand continued to touch her large breasts, pulling and twisting on their tips to his delight and hers.
Down at her pussy, Naruto lapped at her folds with all the fervor he was known for. His eyes squinted to little lines as he enjoyed gathering her taste on his lashing tongue. His fingers went to help pleasure her, seeking her entrance and slipping in. Wow, she was so tight! Her body instinctively clenched around the invading digit. He remarked on her tightness, but did not bring his mouth away from her anxious snatch. Kiba chortled and watched as Hinata’s cheeks flared like a bad sunburn. Quietly, he told her that he wanted to be inside of her, but only after she had drunk all of his cum like she had Naruto’s.
Deciding to try something new, he pulled himself out of Hinata’s mouth and shuffled over to throw one leg over her chest. She watched him straddle her stomach, blocking the view of Naruto’s spiky yellow hair and whiskered face at her crotch. “Kiba-kun, what are you doing?”
Rather than explain, Kiba pushed his erect member down in the spread valley of her breasts. With his organ held in place by his thumb, his hands pushed her tits inward. “Keep them together,” he instructed her. She slowly did as he said, locking her bosom in place with her arms to keep his dick smothered. He stroked one side of her face tenderly, telling her that she was doing very well. Then he began to move, thrusting into the tight crevice her compressed tits made. Oddly, as he began to grunt and growl from the feeling of working in between the mounds of her chest, Hinata also shared in some of the wonders that this position created. The hot piston pounded against her with enough force to make tremors all through her body. The soft, delicate flesh of her tits jiggled every time his hips smacked against them, the ripples tantalizing and hypnotic to Kiba’s lust-filled gaze. Soon after finding his balance, both of his palms flattened on her chest to molest them thoroughly. He moaned out and told Hinata that she had such lovely breasts. She wasn’t sure how to accept such a vulgar compliment, so she kept her lips closed to try stifling the moans caused by Naruto’s energetic tongue.
The rocking of her body made it a little difficult for Naruto to keep his mouth on his prize. She would draw away or suddenly smother his mouth with her crotch. Eventually, he growled at Kiba and told him to take the tit-fuck to a more reasonable pace. After telling him to mind his own business, Kiba slowed his pace, if for nothing else, for Hinata’s comfort; she seemed to appreciate the slower tempo that allowed her to catch her breath and concentrate on checking the volume of her moans as Naruto’s tongue and fingers worked her pussy over. He was either very eager to please or he just really wanted his tongue to explore every bit of her vagina, from her swollen clitoris to her virgin entrance. The juices of her arousal encouraged him to lick deep inside of her, his lips sealing her pussy so that his tongue could reach even further inside. He groaned heavily against her ultrasensitive sex, the sound coursing through her nerves like a massage.
Her hips rose to meet his mouth, and he heard her moan beyond Kiba’s thrusting form. The walls around his penetrating tongue clenched, and he was given the taste and feel of her orgasm. She sobbed and writhed, unconsciously gripping Naruto’s skull with her thighs as she rode out her very first climax. It was a feeling that felt so good, she knew it was bad to be having it. Tears streamed down her face from the embarrassment of losing control of herself and dowsing her childhood crush’s mouth with orgasm fluids. He did not seem to mind, however, as his tongue became even more active than before, taking in every drop of her essence.
When her hips stopped moving and set down on the bench, and her labored breathing became a bit more stable, Naruto sat back and eyed her. He was rock-hard already, pre-cum seeping from the tip of his dick. Watching her cower underneath Kiba as he fucked her breasts was quite the show, and Naruto gripped himself, egging himself on as he waited for the perfect opportunity. He licked his lips expectantly, peering eyes focusing on her ample chest.
Kiba had already been near the brink, and he was already racing past that point. With control lost, he howled, bucking his hips like a madman. Hinata gasped and hissed as her breasts were clutched rougher than before. She’d probably find bruises on the tender flesh in the morning. “Kiba-kun, please! I…!” She cut herself off when a sudden blast of white fluid leapt from the head of the cock to splatter across her mouth and under her eye in a thick line. Kiba grunted, glancing down to watch his member still move in and out of her cleavage, staining its path with hot cum. However, before he could be spent on her chest, he shoved forward and ordered her to open her mouth. She did, and he cradled the back of her head, helping her lift up to wrap her lips around the cockhead. She cringed as he filled her mouth with cum; he definitely had a stronger taste than Naruto, as well as a much heavier load to pump from his testicles. Was it normal for men to produce this much semen? She was probably swallowing his eleventh shot by the time his orgasm began to subside.
Kiba practically fell off of her when he extracted himself from her now-gasping mouth. Her belly was now filled with sperm from an Inuzuka and a Jinchuuriki, and she wished that she could feel ashamed about it. Now that Kiba wasn’t pinning her down, she fell limp, chest heaving with the need to steady her breath. She could taste cum on her lips and smell it; she timidly wiped it away before glancing at her chest. Was it really necessary for Kiba to get her all sticky like that? Though it was somewhat of a nuisance that he came on her chest, it was an erotic sight to behold, and it brought out the lust of the two insatiable boys.
“Sorry, Hinata,” Naruto suddenly exclaimed, “but I can’t control myself!” He surged himself forward, bumping his eager sex with hers. She whimpered at his impatience and came to terms with what was about to happen: she was going to lose her virginity! It went against everything that her family expected of her, to be untouched until the night of her marriage – no doubt to some other heir from another noble clan. This could spoil that, and Hinata was okay with it, as long as it was Naruto. The dizzying orgasm must’ve affected her judgment.
She jerked when the rounded muscle pressed against her tight entrance, and she was left wondering how much it was going to hurt to fit that huge thing inside of her. To help, she spread her legs a bit wider. There was no point in trying to stop this, even if she wanted to; Naruto wouldn’t be deterred, and who better than him to share what was most precious to her, what better way to share her feelings, even if she didn’t say them out loud?
“No!” Kiba stormed over to where Naruto was getting ready to spear Hinata and tried pushing him out of the way. “I’m going first!”
Naruto scowled at him. “No way! I’m not going after you, dog-breath!” The two butted heads, snarling threateningly in each other’s face. Naruto was willing to fight for it, as was Kiba, but the Inuzuka looked at Hinata and saw the concern in her eyes. As difficult as it was to turn down a fight with Naruto of all people, he conceded Hinata’s virginity to him. Naruto, not wanting to dwell on the meaningless victory, flashed his wide smile at Hinata. “Ready, Hinata?”
Hinata swallowed hard and braced herself, gripping on the sides of the bench. This was to be her first time, in the shack of the hot springs with a rather disgruntled Kiba watching it, and she couldn’t care less, despite how she once believed that this experience would be of a more traditional and romantic manner. Her hands slipped around to grasp the edges of the bench she was lying on to keep her balance. Naruto’s hands slipped to the back of her knees, hoisting her legs up in the air for deeper penetration. Now, with her pussy on display and ready to be penetrated, he inched forward, his tip spreading her folds as it found her hole. Figuring that she had probably never done this before – or at least never done this with a guy of his size – he pushed slowly into her, the tight canal holding tight and providing resistance to his deep intrusion. After years of strenuous activity, her hymen had long since tore, but there was still some pain to be felt from being stretched so wide. Immediately, her back arched, and she let out a cry mingling pain and pleasure. Her breasts bounced from her movement, and Naruto thought it the perfect time to start suckling on one of her reddish-brown nipples, having not had the pleasure of it during his last visit to the hot springs; good thing Kiba didn’t cum over her tits instead of between them.
“Naruto-kun, it hurts,” Hinata whimpered out as he situated himself to sheathe all of his prick into her deflowered pussy. He muttered some comforting words against her tit, but the words were incoherent; he seemed more interested to keep feasting on her sensitive nipple, plucking on it with his teeth and running his tongue in circles around it. When it seemed that she had gotten used to the feeling of being impaled, Naruto began to rock his hips, picking up speed quicker than Hinata could handle. She tried her hardest not to cry out and scream as he began to fuck her with such force that the bench they were on began to rattle.
Naruto pulled up and gripped her hips tightly. He looked down to watch himself plow into her over and over. “Ah, Hinata, you’re so tight, ‘tebayo! So wet! You’re probably going to make me cum soon!” His filthy talk provoked an orgasm from the emotionally-unstable Hinata. She grasped at her forearms, nails digging into his skin as her tunnel contracted, making the passage tight again and that much more pleasurable for Naruto. Grunting, Naruto put a thumb to her clitoris, stroking it circularly to prolong her climax.
Then, all of a sudden, Hinata was pushed upwards. She gasped and fell against Naruto, who had to take a hand from her waist to support himself from behind. Feeling a hand pressing on her left shoulder, she looked back and saw Kiba positioning himself while grinning wolfishly at her. She questioned his reasoning for doing this, but it was made far too obvious when his eyes drifted to her backside. Her back was arched considerably in the position that she was in, causing her ass to jut outward and spread its crevice, revealing the hole back there. Terror flashed in her eyes when she felt him touch her anus with a thick object. “No, Kiba-kun! That’s…” She didn’t know how to describe it. It was unnatural, it was filthy, it was wrong, it was painful!
Kiba hushed her with a tender kiss to the mouth – the first kiss she had always thought Naruto would take, but she didn’t mind it that much; Kiba was a close second choice.
With a deep-throated grunt, Kiba tried to force his way into her backside. Hinata took a hand away from Naruto to push against his pelvis, imploring that he reconsider. He did not, but promised her that he’d be as gentle as possible. It did not seem like he was making such an effort, however; Hinata couldn’t even describe how strange and painful it was to have her asshole pressed inward as a thick phallus tried to invade.
It was a bit hard to stay on the mark while Naruto was still passionately thrusting up into Hinata from beneath her, but Kiba managed well enough. She wasn’t going to give easily, even though she had since swallowed her qualms and offered permission to invade the private area. Pre-cum aided a little, but there wasn’t enough to make the insertion much easier.
Trying something new, he removed his cock and bowed down low to her crevice to spit on her anus. She yelped at the feeling, finding it so embarrassing that his face was so close. And Kiba only managed to keep surprising her when his fingers touched her asshole, spreading the pre-cum and spit, and even a fingertip pushed into her hole to loosen her up a bit.
From her chest, he took a portion of his semen and brought it to his cock to slicken it. He bit his lower lip with a grunt as he readied himself to penetrate the better-prepped entrance. When he added the cum to her asshole, she tensed and whimpered, trying her absolute hardest to focus only on Naruto, who was still rocking against her. With the preparations made, Kiba put his thumbs on either side of the tight hole and spread it as much as he could for easier penetration.
“Relax, Hinata. It’ll help,” Kiba murmured to her, and then pressed forward. She had never known such pain before outside of death-combat when he forcibly pushed through her sphincter. The ring of muscle stretched wide and painfully. Sobbing, she huddled against Naruto for comfort as Kiba began his long journey into her ass. She tried her best to relax, and for those brief moments when she did, it felt a little better having him push into her, but she would inevitably clench around him.
Naruto noticed the change in pressure almost immediately. He could feel the membrane against the underside of his cock bloating with the passage of Kiba. The sudden distending caused a few stalls of Naruto’s set pace, but it certainly didn’t hinder the sensation.
“Hold on, Naruto,” gasped out Kiba when his entire cock was settled in the timid girl between them. She was quaking like a leaf and her crotch was a mess of her own juices. She hiccupped and wiped at the tears on her cheeks. It hurt so much, not just the fact that her asshole – the one place she never wanted to know a man’s touch – was being violated, but that the two penises in her were so huge; it made her feel so overstuffed. She wriggled her hips to better adjust to the overwhelming feeling, and for almost two minutes, the three just stayed motionless, waiting for the one in the middle to give her consent.
Finally, Hinata nodded and said that she was ready; as ready as she could be, in any case. That was all the boys needed. Naruto lied down on his back, holding Hinata’s waist as she rode him under the guidance of Kiba’s hips. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she worked Naruto’s shaft, bringing him wonderful sensations with her tightness and how she rocked her hips in untested movements. Kiba kept in time with her, pulling out slightly and shoving back into her narrow passage whenever she pulled up on Naruto. His thrusts weren’t as deep or as quick as Naruto’s, but they still felt just as significant. When they were all comfortable with the pace that had been set, hands began roaming. Cooperating for once, Naruto and Kiba massaged her tits together, taking turns toying with her nipples or hefting them up.
Hinata, after stabilizing her hyperventilating, attempted a meditative breathing exercise that Kurenai had taught her before; it was meant to relax her body when she was under a great deal of stress. It was hard to keep breathing in and out while Naruto and Kiba continued to jab themselves in two separate orifices. Her breathing turned into a seethe of discomfort when Kiba made a particularly thorough push that had him creeping much further up her backside than she had gotten used to. His pelvis pushed up against her luscious cheeks, keeping him cemented deep inside of her for as long as he willed it. Of course, her rectal muscles squeezed and tried to force him out; it succeeded only in granting him a deeper pleasure.
Naruto, on the other hand, had no more room to push himself in. Since first embedding himself, he was thrusting up against her cervix, pulling back his tempo whenever Hinata made a squeal of pain. He expected as much; not even Sakura was able to take much of him in. He settled for bumping up against the doors of her womb, restricting the power put into the thrusts.
Though the two were normally a very chatty duo, Kiba and Naruto hardly managed to grunt out single-worded sentences, usually consisting of “Tight!” or “Amazing!” Hinata never thought of describing herself with either of those frequently-gasped words, but she supposed it was a good thing. Her body had since loosened up and was able to replace the bloated feeling to one of pleasure. Therefore, she made an effort to keep both of her lovers impressed. Biting her lower lip and swallowing her humility, she helped Naruto move her hips so that she was bouncing a bit more proficiently on him.
“Argh!” Naruto sounded like he had just swallowed his tongue as he arched his back. Hinata started to ask if he was alright, but he cut her off by squeezing her shapely hips to hold them in place and driving himself harder and faster in and out of her. He almost looked as feral as he did when the Kyuubi’s persona began to overtake his mind, but his eyes remained their constant-blue.
Hinata was not able to do much beyond wailing her pleasure. Please don’t let Hanabi-chan hear! She couldn’t imagine her mortification if her little sister wandered in out of curiosity and was exposed to two boys – one being of the mongrel Inuzuka clan and the other being the orphan Uzumaki urchin – having their way with her big sister. What if Naruto and Kiba were riled up enough to even invite the youngest Hyuuga?! Hinata was ashamed that her orgasm came on from imagining Hanabi riding Kiba in front of her while Naruto continued to pound up into her own snatch.
Gratified by her walls condensing around his swollen member, Naruto howled in delight. Her juices coursed over his pubic region. She could not stop whimpering and groaning, shutting her mouth to keep from crying too loudly. Just her tiniest mewls, however, affected the boys inside of her greatly.
The first to reach final completion was Naruto. He grabbed onto Hinata’s waist and proclaimed his release to her. After getting past her initial shock of his declaration, she started wriggling on him as if to dismount. “No, not inside me, Naruto-kun! I could get pregnant!” During the final word of her protest, she felt heat splashing inside of her, overflowing her tunnel while a great abundance swam through her cervix. He grunted and jerked several times so that he could satisfy the ache in his swollen balls by emptying them inside Hinata, uncaring that most of his seed was spilling back out in a ring around his cock. Hinata was stunned, fearing what would happen if she found herself to be with child in a few weeks.
Even as she froze up, Naruto continued to thrust to aid his orgasm. With so many muscles clenching at the same time, he found it a little difficult to keep up the pumping motion of his hips. But with a final thrust and a gratified groan, Naruto, now flaccid, pulled out from her quivering quim. Following him was a messy torrent of white that spilled in a gooey puddle over his thighs and the bench. Hinata would have to make sure to clean everything up afterward.
Not giving Hinata the chance to mourn what Naruto had just released inside of her, Kiba pushed her forward, glad to finally have her all to himself. She shrieked from the suddenness of it and found herself on all fours – hands finding balance by gripping the sides of the bench – as Kiba pounded away those troubling thoughts of premarital pregnancy. She groaned out loud, involuntarily pushing back against him to aid him in his charge towards an orgasm. He did not last much longer, and pulling her ass to him with a bruising grip, he came in her. He snarled like a rabid dog as his cock spat long and strong strands into her bowels – another plentiful volume from his fertile balls. If he had cum in her snatch, she would definitely be well on her way to bearing the child of an Inuzuka. She closed her eyes and waited for his throbbing cock to spend all of its load. It certainly felt different from vaginal ejaculation. In little time after the weaker spurts were ejected into her, she felt the large cock dwindle in mass. At last, Hinata’s body had the leeway to push his intruding member from her ass.
“Wow” was all Kiba had to say when he pulled out and sat back. This was well worth the trip to the restricted hot springs, he thought with a goofy, yet tired grin. He watched as Hinata slumped to the floor, dripping cum from both holes. He expected that she would start crying or chastise and deem herself a wicked pervert; instead, she just looked up at Kiba and Naruto and said, “Um… Are we… done?” She wasn’t quite sure what was to be said or done after sex, especially this kind of sex.
Kiba and Naruto exchanged quizzical glances. She seemed rather calm about this whole thing. “Y-yeah,” Kiba said, rubbing the back of his head. With clarity flooding back to his brain from his crotch, he felt a twinge of shame for springing such events on Hinata. “I think maybe we…”
Hinata smiled at him, stopping him from going on. “I’m glad… you visited, Kiba-kun.” She looked to Naruto and flushed deeply while saying his name. He chuckled sheepishly and nodded, saying likewise. Looking around at the spots of semen that tainted the room, she said that she should first clean up so that Hanabi or anyone else won’t get suspicious. Kiba offered his help, but she politely refused, saying that it would be better if they just left so that the guards outside won’t become suspicious. If they were suspicious, wouldn’t they have barged in when the three of them were fucking and moaning? Kiba wanted to point out this fact, but thought it better to just ignore the menial details and just chalk this up as a good time. Nudging Naruto, he told him to pick up his towel and get ready to go. Naruto nodded and covered himself up.
“Bye, Hinata. Maybe we can do this again soon, just the two of us, dattebayo,” he teased her, much to her embarrassment. A lone session of lovemaking with Naruto? That almost sounded romantic, and Hinata would accept it as just that.
Both pranksters leapt out of the room, ready to return to their respective homes. Sure, they had hoped to do some soaking in the hot springs, but what they got was even better. Still, Kiba couldn’t help chiding Naruto. “That was pretty dumb of you, Naruto. You could impregnate Hinata when you do stupid things like that without knowing if she’s on birth-control,” the dog-nin laughed.
Naruto scoffed with a smile. “Don’t worry about it,” he assured Kiba. “It’ll all work out. And if she does get pregnant, I’ll take care of the baby. I will be Hokage one day, after all.” He gave Kiba the thumbs up with a cocky grin.
The humor didn’t leave Kiba’s face. “You’re forgetting one thing: if Hinata is pregnant and has that baby with blond hair and whiskers, they’re gonna know who the father is. Neji and Hiashi are gonna be after you.”
Naruto’s face suddenly paled at the thought of having the whole of the Hyuuga clan after his head. “EH~?!!”
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The slider was pushed open, and Hanabi turned around to see her big sister finally stepping out of the room. Hinata seemed unusually flushed and was walking with a slight limp in her step. For the moment, Hanabi ignored it and simply pouted at her sister as she settled into the water with a pleasant sigh. “Onee-san, you took so long! Were you sick? I heard you make a few noises from the room. Were you throwing up, or having cramps?”
Hinata winced when she sat down, feeling a sting from sitting down on her spread ass. She forced a polite smile at Hanabi. “Um… Yes, I think I have a stomach virus,” she lied. “I’ll go to Shizure-san tomorrow to have a check-up.” Hanabi quirked an eyebrow, for her sister was well-versed in medical jutsu – at least enough to deal with a stomach virus.
Of course, Hinata knew that as well, but what she didn’t know was how to prevent pregnancy when the sperm was already in the womb. The visit to the medical ninja was going to be an awkward and hopefully confidential one…
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