After Dinner

Raising my cup of orange juice, I drank all its contents before placing the cup on the table.

“Ah~, that’s so good,” I groaned happily. “Thank you, honey.”

“Your welcome,” Hinata said, drinking her own cup of juice as well.

We were sitting next to each other, together as always. Resting our bodies against each other and enjoying each other’s warmth.

“How was work today?” Hinata asked, breathing in my scent.

“It was fine. Naruto gave me quite a lot of work like usual,” I respond, saying the same thing as always.

Hinata smiled, rubbing my hand in a form of consolation.

“You know…” I suddenly began. “I wonder if Naruto sometimes regrets becoming Hokage with all the paper work.”

Hinata shook her head and squeezed my hand tightly. She lifted her head slightly and whispered in my ear.

“You know he would never regret it. He’s always dreamed of it. No amount of work would deter him from it,” Hinata said, bringing up her free hand and turning my head to hers. Our eyes linked together and she smiled. “It’s like how your determination to live and push forward through hardships drew me to you.”

Hinata shocked me with what she said. I felt my face heat up and I couldn’t help but to turn my face away in embarrassment.

“I will never let go of your hand…” I slowly said after a moment of sweet silence. “Now that we’re married, I’ll make sure we live happily together.”

“That’s all I ask from you,” Hinata said, resting her head on my shoulder.

I smiled, feeling her warmth.

At that moment, I felt my crotch stir and my cock begin to wake from its slumber.

‘Oh, how I wish to push Hinata down and ravage her,’ I thought to myself with my eyes looking right at her cleavage.

I wanted to grooe her seductive body, but I held back. We usually waited until bed to do that, and I didn’t want to ruin that small amount of tradition we do together.

We would cuddle and she would let me grope her body.

A shame I haven’t had sex with her.

I was too embarrassed to ask for it, and neither has she ever asked for it either. Sometimes I wonder, does she even know what sex is?

She seemed so confused when she moaned after I pinched her nipples once. It was a month ago, but I wonder if she ever thinks about it.

The more I thought about it, the more my cock began to harden. I felt all the blood in my body head to my crotch.

‘Should I just spring the question?’

“Hinata, do you know-“

Ding-dong!

I stopped myself from saying anything more as the doorbell rang. Confused as to who it may be, I turned to Hinata, wondering if she might now who it may be.

Yet what met my gaze was Hinata’s confused expression.

It seemed that she might not know who it was either.

I sighed and stood up, begrudgingly separating from Hinata and heading to the front door of the house. I grabbed the door knob and turned it before swinging the door open and revealing the figure behind the door.

“Sakura?”

To say the least, I was surprised to see the beautiful pink haired woman behind the door. Her emerald green eyes looked at me with tears in them and raised my eyebrows in surprise and worry.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Tatsu!”

Sakura cried as she jumped into my arms, her full breasts pressing up against my chest. But I didn’t dwell on that, I looked at Sakura with worry and patted her back.

“Hey… what’s wrong Sakura? Everything alright?”

Sakura sniffled, but she stayed quiet.

“Tatsu, is everything alright?”

Calling from behind me, Hinata came to my rescue. I turned my head to look at her and pointed at Sakura with a confused by worried expression.

Hinata was surprised to say the least, to find Sakura here at our house so late in the evening.

“Sakura…”

Hinata came up to Sakura and took her into her own embrace.

“Call me if there’s a problem…” I said, noticing that this is something women related.

Hinata nodded at me before turning her attention back to Sakura.