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“Okay girls, I’ve returned with the goods! One iced matcha latte for Sakura.”
“Thank you, Naruto!”
“And a dirty chai latte for Ten-Ten.”
“Thanks, producer.”
“And here is…uh…where is Hinata?”
Naruto looked around the break room, only then realizing that Hinata wasn’t there.
“Hinata is in the dressing room. I think she was trying out some new styles for our next performance,” Ino said as she reached for the fourth drink on the tray. “Anyway is this my —”
Naruto rolled his eyes. “Yes, it’s your large skinny caramel ribbon crunch iced latte with an extra caramel shot and low whip cream.”
“Wow, you finally remembered it?”
“Hell no, I wrote it down on my phone.”
Ino laughed, tearing off the wrapper of her straw. Naruto started to walk by her to exit the break room when her hand shot out and stopped him.
“Wait a damn second…”
“Huh?”
Ino gave him a quick look over before she invaded his space, her face nearly by his neck as she sniffed him
“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” Naruto shouted as he jumped back, Ino pointing her half-opened straw at him like a weapon.
“You’re wearing cologne.”
“I always wear cologne!”
“No, no, no,” Ino shook her head, her ponytail bouncing in rhythm. “You wear boring, average stuff that you can get from any department store. This is something much more complex, something designer for sure. Mei Terumi’s Cooled Lava line maybe?”
“How on Earth could you tell that from a sniff?”
“I knew it! Who gave it to you?!”
The back of Naruto’s neck turned hot and he fought the urge to rub it like he always used to back in his youth.
“I got it myself.”
Ino scoffed, piercing the lid of her cup with her straw and taking a quick sip of it, stirring it right after. “That’s such a lie. First of all, no offense, but I doubt you could even afford to buy it —”
“That is offensive, actually.”
“And,” Ino took another quick sip, ignoring his rebuttal. “There is no way you would pick a scent that’s so…”
“Hey!” Naruto raised the cup tray in his left hand to avoid Ino’s head smacking into it as she dove in for another whiff of him.
“Delicious.” She beamed at him, fluttering her eyes as she pulled back.
“God forbid a guy try somethin’ new huh?”
Ino giggled. “I know you’re hiding something from me, or maybe someone, hm? But that’s okay, whoever’s got you smelling like that, tell them I approve!”
Naruto shook his head at Ino’s coy remarks and motioned toward the last drink in the cup holder. “That’s enough gossiping from you, I think. Got to get this to Hinata.”
“Okaaay, bye producer. Hinata’s probably changing so make sure to knock first, huh?”
Naruto did not, when he exited the break room and walked down to the dressing room, opening it quietly and then locking it when he closed it behind him. Hinata was facing away from him, fussing around with clothes hanging from an open rack. Her nimble fingers flowed through the different tops, seemingly not satisfied, her head moving back and forth as she scanned the clothes.
Her long hair swishing, exposing her bare back, milk white and silky soft to the touch, Naruto knew, not even the strap of a bra in sight.
A more sophisticated mind would appreciate the artistry of that view — but Naruto was simply a pervert, and his pants felt tight as he enjoyed the way her back, sculpted from rigorous training as an idol, curved into wide hips that tucked a thick ass into small white shorts.
Naruto pulled at the collar of his buttoned up white dress shirt, his skin hot against the back of his knuckle, clearing his throat before he spoke. “Order up. One deluxe hot chocolate for Miss Hyuuga.”
Hinata yelped, like a startled deer, her eyes just as wide when she turned around with her arms crossed over her body, covering the merchandise to Naruto’s dismay.
“N-N-Naruto-kun! That’s terrible, you shouldn’t scare me like that!
“My apologies, Miss Hyuuga,” Naruto grinned at the way she frowned, her nose scrunching up in the dictionary definition of adorable. Her hands dropped down to her hips as well in a pose exuding her annoyance.
And Naruto’s eyes dropped down to her exposed tits, lush and heavy with perfect candy pink nipples.
“Stop calling me that, it’s not funny. And my eyes are up here, mister.”
Naruto made a show of running his gaze up her body, winking when he caught her eye, the pink of her cheeks darkening.
“I can’t help myself. You like me too much, I gotta aggravate you a little bit, y’know? Now c’mere, I’ve been missing you.”
Naruto placed the coffee tray down on a makeup counter, holding his arms out for Hinata. She smiled at him, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth as she took tiny steps toward him. Any semblance of annoyance had melted into a shy wanting and Naruto beckoned her to come to him. She beamed then, nearly galloping as she flew into his embrace.
“Hehe, you had me all evening yesterday…”
“You know that’s not enough for me.”
Hinata giggled again, leaning her body against his own, Naruto’s hands resting on her hips, riding up and down the curve of them.
“To be honest, it’s the same for me too, Naruto-kun. Sometimes it feels like I’m dreaming…knowing you’re dating me. Sometimes it feels so hard pretending that we aren’t anything in front of the girls, but then when I’m near you, it’s so worth it.”
It almost made Naruto want to laugh, that an insanely popular idol like Hinata was worried about such things, when all he wanted to do was protect her peace. It was sort of like a school girl with a crush on her professor or something, though their relationship was taboo because of her status rather than his — but Hinata was so sincere that turned him into putty, his heart beating a staccato when he had her in his grasp.
“Aren’t you the sweetest thing? You’re even sweeter than this hot chocolate you like so much. Come, ‘Nata, I got extra marshmallows for you too, drink it while it’s still warm, yeah?”
Naruto stroked Hinata’s back one last time, his hand dangerously close to the heft of her ass, but he fought back his perverted nature, for once, and made to pull out from Hinata’s embrace when she stopped him.
“Nooo, it’s okay, I don’t mind if it gets a little cool,” Hinata murmured, hugging him tight and nuzzling her face against his chest. “God, you smell so good. Are…are you using the cologne I got you?”
“Yeah baby, you like it?”
Naruto decided to indulge Hinata, petting the back of her head, letting her breath him in, her hips starting to roll unconsciously against him.
“Oh, call me that again.” Hinata fluttered her eyes up at him, her cheeks a soft sweet pink, her plush bottom lip caught between her teeth, begging for Naruto’s attention. He cupped her jaw, his thumb plucking at her lip before freeing it.
“You like it when I call you my baby?” Naruto asked as he ran his thumb across her bottom lip, teasing Hinata and pulling on it before slipping his hand off her face.
“Mm hmm.” Hinata nodded her head, her eyes dropping down his body and widening when they rested on the bulge pressing against his slacks.
Naruto laughed at her expression. “Yes, baby, that’s your fault.”
“I’m sorry, Naruto-kun, I know you must be busy, I didn’t mean to —”
“Don’t apologize for being so sexy, Hinata. I’m lucky I get to see parts of you no other man does.”
Hinata blushed darker, her hands running down his body until she was cupping his erection. “Let me take care of it for you.”
“Hinata,” Naruto moaned as his hips rolled into her touch. “The girls are gonna be wondering where I am.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be quick,” she said before sinking to her knees, her tits bouncing from the sudden action.
“Y’know, that’s a little insulting, babe.”
“I didn’t mean it like that!”
Naruto swallowed down his laugh when Hinata pulled down his pants and boxers, freeing his cock from its confines. She cooed as she worked his thick length with both of her hands, tugging down near the base to pull his foreskin off from his fat tip then stroking back up, drawing out fresh precum.
“You’ve gotten so good at that, ‘Nata,” Naruto sighed, his shoulders slumping as he enjoyed his girlfriend’s soft, manicured hands as she pleasured him.
“I’m happy to hear you say that, Naruto-kun. Thank you for teaching me how to pleasure you.”
“Why don’t you show me what else I’ve taught you?”
Hinata smiled at him, her hands pumping his cock a few more times before exposing his glossy tip once more. She dipped her head down and instead of licking the head like Naruto expected, Hinata nuzzled her face against his shaft, her nose pressed against him as he heard her inhale.
“Oh fuck,” Naruto groaned, blinking his eyes in disbelief as he looked down at the crown of Hinata’s head, the angle hiding her face but the sounds of her sniffing his cock was undeniable. He reached for the back of Hinata’s head, his fingers curling against her hair and fisting it, pulling enough to tilt her face back so he could see her expression. She fought against him, only enough to keep her nose glued to his cock, making it bump against a thick vein as she made her way up to his tip. “What the hell, ‘Nata?”
“The cologne,” she mumbled, her eyes lidded and glassy with lust as she pressed her nose against his cockhead, sniffing again with a loud inhale, the sound of it so erotic. The sight of Hinata drunk off the scent of his cock sending sparks of pleasure down Naruto’s spine. “The cologne smells nice on you, but a-anyone can smell that, right? This...this is all mine and it smells the best.”
Naruto swore under his breath, his hips flexing as he rutted his cock against Hinata’s face. She let him do as he pleased, only canting her head so her nose could bump and brush against his length, sneaking in greedy inhales, especially whenever her nose ended up near his tip or the base.
Hinata reached for her shorts, her hands clumsy as she unzipped them, giving her just enough leeway to tuck her hand beneath her panties. Naruto could see the back of her hand and her knuckles peaking out of her shorts as she worked her clit in time with the slide of Naruto’s cock across her face.
“Look at you,” Naruto groaned, pulling back his foreskin and rubbing the exposed head against the tip of Hinata’s nose, precum sticking to her skin when she tilted it to smell him. “Can you imagine what your fans would think if they saw you like this, huh? The sweetest, kindest member of the Shinobi Sisters huffing on my cock like a deviant. You’d break their hearts, you know that? Don’t you feel any shame?”
She looked up at him with those lust-addled eyes, her pouty lips opened in a pant, brushing against his thigh as she spoke. “I don’t care if I break their hearts…as long as I don’t break yours, Naruto-kun.”
Naruto’s mouth dropped at the ease of her declaration and then dropped further with a long moan as Hinata pulled her hand from between her legs and wrapped her arousal-stained fingers around his cock, smearing herself on his tanned skin like she wanted to mark him before she guided his tip into her mouth.
“Oh fuck, ‘Nata!” Naruto’s head lolled back, his hand on the back of Hinata’s head as she bobbed up and down the length of his cock. Naruto lost himself in the pleasure of her hot, wet mouth, eager on his length before he snapped himself back to his senses, making sure that he watched as one of the most popular idols in the world worshiped his cock.
For all her inherent shyness and introverted nature, Hinata was always a professional on the stage, her movements precise, her lyrics always well rehearsed. But right there, in the dressing room, with Naruto’s cock in her mouth, she was a fucking mess.
Slurping and sucking until her cheeks hollowed from the suction, so wet that her spit dripped and rolled down his length, making his tanned skin glisten. Her hand tugging at the base of his cock, pulling his foreskin back whenever she pleased so she could swipe her tongue against his sensitive head, her lips pursing around him in a tight suction before she popped off to take a breath.
But it was always only for a moment, like she was an addict and his cock was her drug of choice, Naruto groaning as she settled her hands on his hips as she took him deep, his tip pushing down the back of her throat, wet and tight as she squeezed deliciously around him.
Stray tears flowed down her cheeks, but Hinata didn’t budge from her efforts, her hair bouncing to her internal rhythm as she blew his cock. Naruto could see and feel the drool collecting in her mouth, slipping out the edge of her lips before she pulled back, spitting the mess back onto his cock, the thickness of it clinging as it rolled down his length, Hinata not even letting Naruto enjoy the sight before she was back on him. She swallowed him deep once more, fighting against filthy gags until her nose was pressed against his pubic bone, those water eyes wide like lavender petals cut into the shape of the moon.
There she was, the pride of Konoha, who had heard cheers from all over the world. Who had fans spanning all ages and gender, who received the love and adoration of millions, and here she was, on her knees, her eyes begging for Naruto’s praise.
It was the type of thing that could make a guy full of himself — but not Naruto. Never Naruto, not when it had to do with Hinata. Like the scarf she knitted for him when she confessed her feelings, he’d always be wrapped around her finger.
“You’re such a good girl for me, ain’tcha, baby? Sucking my cock like it’s your favourite treat, fuuuck, just like that, ‘Nata. Keep gagging on it, baby, I love the mess you’re making.”
Hinata hummed around him, her cheeks the colour of cherry blossoms, her eyes adoring as they watched him watch her. She pulled off him for another breath, spit and precum forming a frothy mixture that hung heavy on his cock, dripping down and splattering against her bare tits before it ran down into her cleavage.
She caught his gaze and pushed up on her knees so that his cock was at level with her breasts.
“Would you like it if I —”
“Fuck yes,” Naruto growled, helping Hinata by grabbing Hinata to adjust her shoulders and tilt her body toward him, his cock pressing against her. Hinata grabbed his cock, guiding him between her fat tits, her knuckles pressing on the outside of them to squeeze him with a delicious pressure.
Her tits were already a bit sloppy from the way she drooled and spat during her blowjob, but Hinata had more in store for Naruto. She rode her tits down his length, squishing them against the base of his cock and allowing his tip to peak out through her cleavage.
Then she tucked her head, like a woman in worship, before she spat on it.
“Fuck me, that’s so hot, Hinata,” Naruto moaned, his hips rolling and fucking through the bracket of Hinata’s tits, his foreskin rolling back and on as he pushed through. “God, you’re so fucking dirty for me.”
“Yes, but only for you, Naruto-kun,” she breathed, a delicate touch to her hair, the countenance of aristocracy that came from her heritage as she tucked a stray strand behind her ear.
It was a mind melting juxtaposition, to have the sight of Hinata’s angelic face contrasted with his tanned and heavy cock, sandwiched between Hinata’s milk white tits, like they were starring in a porno.
It turned his nerves to fire, his cock already hot and needy from the way Hinata pleasured him with her tongue, throat and lips, but now the lust in his core was boiling, his hips held slow from sheer will power to prevent from fucking her tits with like it were some sort of sex toy.
“Even before we were dating,” Hinata murmured in a dulcet tone, a hint of mischievous teasing between her words, the sort of thing she only ever allowed Naruto to know. “I always caught you looking at this part of me…pervert.”
“C-can you blame me?” Naruto ask with a pant, Hinata giggling as she worked his cock over with her tits, the friction and pressure gorgeous as she used them to fuck him. There was just enough spit to let his cock almost glide between them, her lips and tongue eager to meet his tip each time it poked out of her cleavage with wet smooches and teasing swipes. “You know just how hot you are, ngh, fuck, always showing them off when you dance.”
“I-I don’t come up with the choreography!”
Naruto wanted to laugh, Hinata was way too cute, but the way her tits were slapping against his pelvis, squishing and massaging his cock, it was draining all the blood and thoughts from his brain.
All he could think about was coming and spilling all over her skin, marking the milk white of it with something dirtier.
Knock, knock.
“Hey, Hinata! Are you still in there?”
They both froze, Naruto’s heart banging against his ribcage as he looked over his shoulder at the door.
“O-oh, you know how I am, Ino-chan. I like to take my time. I’ve still got a few outfits left to try on.”
Hinata’s voice started with a quiver, but strengthened with the ease that only an idol could pull off.
“You’re still at it, gosh, you’re worse than me girl. Hey, open the door, I’ve got to tell you something.”
Naruto’s eyes snapped back forward between his legs as Hinata began pumping his cock between her tits once more. He mouthed “what are you doing?” but Hinata ignored him, even leaning over to drool more saliva down her cleavage and over his length.
She was crazy, he sort of had an inkling about it, the way he could turn her so filthy in bed, but to think she would do this with Ino right by the door was beyond the pale.
His cock didn’t care, leaking thick precum with delight and turning the inside of her cleavage into a frothy mess.
“I-I’m still naked —”
“I don’t mind,” Ino giggled lecherously and Naruto rolled his eyes, then rolled them again, this time to the back of his head as Hinata used her knuckles to alternate the pressure on either side of his cock.
“Well I do, Ino-chan.
“Oh my god, you’re such a prude, Hinata.”
There was nothing further from the truth, Naruto thought, having to cover his mouth to keep himself from leaking out moans.
For the life of him he couldn’t believe that Ino was oblivious to the wet sounds of his cock stroking through Hinata’s titjob, precum and spit lubricating her skin so much he was practically gliding from base to tip.
“What is it?”
“Listen! I know you are acting all shy and docile around Naruto, but you’ve got to strike, like now! Some broad’s given him some extremely nice perfume. Like from Mei Terum’s line! Our producer may be an idiot, but he can’t be that stupid.”
Ino didn’t have to worry, Hinata had already struck, and she was striking right now, pleasuring him with her tits slapping against his thighs.
“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you, Ino-chan, you always look out for me.”
“Aw, you can count on me gorgeous. Come find me later and I’ll give you some tips on how to seduce a man…not that you’ll need much help with Naruto, haha.”
Hinata gave a fake laugh and Naruto was biting the flat of his hand to keep from coming, Ino finally wishing Hinata goodbye, her footfalls like music to Naruto’s ears.
“I’m coming, fuck, fuck, take it, ‘Nata!”
She leaned back, letting Naruto roll his hips and fuck her tits, her head angled down toward the stroke of his cock. Hinata closed her eyes and stuck out her tongue, his tip brushing against it at the end of his thrusts, egging him on like she wanted to give him a target to stain, and Naruto grunted as he finally exploded.
He started coming with his cock buried between her tits, feeling the mess it made as it slid back down his length, smearing into Hinata’s skin as he pushed up through her cleavage.
Another rope pulsed out, splattering against the underside of Hinata’s chin and onto her pink tongue. Naruto stepped back, letting himself fall out from Hinata’s tits as he started masturbating, his hand sticky in seconds from the filth running along his cock.
“Hold your tits for me, baby,” Naruto managed to grunt and Hinata closed her mouth with a loud gulp, her eyes opening as she did as he asked. Naruto’s tip was sore from the way he milked himself, letting out one final blast onto the top of Hinata’s fat tits, his cum sliding down with gravity, the white standing stark against the pinks of her areolas. “Holy…holy shit.”
“You really liked that, hm, Naruto-kun?” Hinata giggled, her cheeks rosy and her eyes warm. She reached for her tits, spreading them apart slightly to show the filthiness he left behind.
Naruto moaned as his spent cock twitched at the sight, the sick part of his mind wishing he could take a picture of her like that, all marked up with his spend, and post it on Shinobi Sisters’ socials to have it go viral. To let every single one of her fans know, especially the guys that drooled over her, that she was his.
Naruto shook his head to clear his head of the thoughts and was greeted to the sight of Hinata running her fingers over her breasts, collecting some of his cum onto her fingertips before bringing it to her mouth.
“Mmm, I love the way you taste,” she purred after sucking them clean, her fingers dipping down for some more to feed herself.
“Fuck, you minx,” Naruto hissed, reaching for Hinata and pulling her off the ground, kissing the taste of himself off her tongue. His hands running down her body and tugging on her shorts, his thumb brushing against the soaked gusset of her panties when Hinata stopped him.
“Wait, we can’t…”
“Huh?!”
“The girls will get suspicious. You need to go back, Naruto-kun.”
Naruto must have looked like a kicked puppy because Hinata stroked his cheeks and gave him one more chaste kiss on the lips. “Don’t be sad, I’ll be all yours tonight.”
“Well, when you put it like that, I guess I can be patient,” Naruto said with a wry smile, peeling himself off Hinata before he lost all of his self control and bent her over, having her gripping the make up counter while he plowed her. He pulled up his pants and tucked his shirt into it, making himself presentable before he reached for some paper towels on the counter and helping Hinata clean herself up. “Damn, forgot all about your hot chocolate.”
“That’s okay, Naruto-kun, you can throw it away. I had my treat after all.” She winked at him, something saucy looking oh so adorable coming from her.
“You’re tempting me again, baby.”
She giggled, putting on a shirt before opening the door of the dressing room, peeking her head out to see if anyone was there before urging him to leave.
Naruto took the drink on the way out, giving Hinata’s ass a smack as he left the room, her cute glare giving him a half chub as he made his way back to the break room to see if the other girls needed anything.
He sipped on Hinata’s drink, cold chocolate sweet in his mouth, just like her.