Chapter 169: Hinata’s Punishment [3] 18+

Kael felt Hanabi’s presence locked in place on the other side of the door. The younger sister’s chakra flickered with shock and something sharper—curiosity she couldn’t look away from. He decided then that she would get a proper show. Let her see exactly who held the older Hyūga princess now.

He eased out of Hinata just far enough to guide her onto her hands and knees. She moved with that same timid obedience, cheeks still burning, eyes lowered even though they were alone in the room (or so she believed). Kael knelt behind her, settled her legs between his, and gripped her waist with both hands. One smooth thrust seated him to the hilt again.

The angle was deep and possessive. He pulled her back onto every stroke, using his hold on her hips to control the rhythm completely. The wet sound of their joining grew louder in the quiet room.

"Schlick... schlick... pap..."

"Ahh... mmm... Naruto..."

Hinata’s voice stayed soft, almost apologetic for the noise she made. Her arms trembled under her weight. Each time he sank deep a small, helpless moan slipped out of her, and she immediately pressed her lips together as if she could take it back. The shyness never left her, yet her body kept answering him—pushing back in tiny, instinctive rolls that belied the embarrassed flush on her face.

Kael lifted one hand and brought it down in a firm open-palmed slap across the soft curve of her ass.

"Smack."

Hinata jolted forward with a sharp little cry.

"Ahh—!"

The sound was pure surprise, but the way her walls clenched around him told the real story. He soothed the pink mark with his palm for a moment, then struck the other side.

"Smack."

"Hah... Naruto... that... ahh..."

She couldn’t finish the sentence. Embarrassment and pleasure tangled in her voice until the words dissolved into another open moan. On the other side of the door Hanabi stood frozen, eyes wide. She had never imagined her gentle, reserved sister could make sounds like that—or that she would push back into the next slap instead of pulling away.

Kael kept the rhythm steady and deep, alternating occasional sharp smacks with long, thorough thrusts. Every impact made Hinata tighten around him. Every thrust dragged another soft, broken noise from her throat. She stayed on her hands and knees taking it, forehead nearly touching the mattress, hair spilling forward to hide her face. The timid girl who once struggled to meet his eyes was still there, but she was also dripping down her own thighs and moaning into the sheets.

He shifted without pulling out fully. One of Hinata’s legs stretched back between his; the other stayed bent. He pressed her upper body lower until her weight rested on her elbows, cheek against the mattress. One hand settled on the hip of her bent leg; the other spanned the small of her back.

The new angle let him drive even deeper. Kael gathered a fistful of her soft hair close to the scalp and used it to pull her back onto his cock in short, controlled strokes. Hinata’s moan turned higher, startled.

"Ahh—Naruto—please..."

The "please" was shaky, half plea for mercy and half plea for more. Her fingers curled into the sheets. Each time he pulled her hair her back arched and her body opened for him a little further. Soft, continuous sounds spilled out of her—timid volume, helpless pleasure.

"Mmm... ahh... hah... it feels... strange... but... good..."

She sounded almost confused by her own reaction. Kael kept the pace deliberate, letting her feel the dual sensations of the deep thrusts and the steady pull on her hair. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. On the other side of the door Hanabi’s breathing had gone shallow; she still could not look away.

Minutes stretched. Hinata’s arms shook. Her moans grew less restrained even as the embarrassed flush stayed high on her cheeks. Kael released her hair only to deliver another firm slap across her already-pink ass, then gripped her hip again and fucked into her with long, claiming strokes until she was trembling on the edge of release.

He eased out once more and guided her down onto her stomach. Her legs stretched straight and pressed together. Kael knelt behind her, settled his weight across the backs of her thighs, and leaned forward. Hinata lifted her hips just enough for him to notch against her entrance and slide home. Once he was buried he lowered his full weight onto her back, braced on his forearms, and wrapped his legs back around hers, locking them together.

The position left almost no space between their bodies. Every stroke was shallow but intense, the friction constant and inescapable. Hinata’s soft cry was muffled against the mattress.

"Mmmph—ahh..."

Kael moved in slow, grinding rolls, chest pressed to her back, mouth near her ear. Her hands flexed uselessly beside her head. The shyness was still there—she turned her face into the sheets as if she could hide—but her body betrayed her completely, pushing up to meet every thrust in tiny, desperate motions.

"Hah... Naruto... I’m... ahh... so close..."

He kept the same deep, grinding pace, letting the pressure build until her whole body went tight beneath him. When the climax finally broke she muffled her cry into the pillow, walls fluttering and clenching around him in long, rhythmic pulses. Kael followed a moment later, driving in to the hilt and spilling into her in thick, hot waves while he held her locked beneath him.

He stayed there through every pulse, forehead resting against the back of her shoulder, feeling her tremble and slowly go soft under his weight. Outside the door Hanabi remained frozen, the blanket still clutched in her arms, the image of her shy older sister—flushed, open, and thoroughly claimed—burned permanently into her mind.

Kael pressed a slow kiss to the nape of Hinata’s neck and made no move to pull out. The night was far from over, and the younger Hyūga princess had just learned exactly who the man in the house was.

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