Chapter 54: Hinata [4] (18+)

Kael watched her carefully.

"All the other quests I’ve gotten... yours is different," he said. "I think it means I have to make you fully submit to me. Not just once."

Hinata’s hands stayed frozen on the half-open buttons of her jacket. She stared at the far wall of the apartment for a long time. The silence stretched until it felt heavy.

Finally she spoke, voice quiet. "Can you... do this anytime? Can we take as much time as we need?"

"No. There’s a time limit. I only have four days left."

Another silence. Kael asked the question that mattered.

"Are you willing to do it?"

Hinata’s fingers tightened in her lap. She did not answer right away. When she finally did, the words came slowly, as if she were forcing each one out.

"...Okay. If it can bring Naruto back."

Kael nodded once. "Then you should stay here with me for the remaining four days."

Her cheeks colored. "O-okay."

He moved closer, knelt in front of her, and finished opening her jacket. Underneath she wore a plain black shirt that stretched tightly across her chest. Kael leaned in and kissed her. Hinata’s lips were soft and hesitant. He kept the kiss gentle at first, giving her time to adjust, then deepened it while his hands slid under the hem of her shirt.

He pulled the shirt up and over her head. What he revealed made him pause.

Hinata’s breasts were larger than any he had seen in this world so far—full, heavy, straining against a simple white bra. Kael’s hands rose almost on their own and cupped them through the fabric, squeezing the soft weight. Hinata made a small sound into the kiss. He kept kissing her while he felt her, thumbs brushing over the peaks of her nipples through the bra.

"You’re ready," he murmured against her mouth. "We’re going to have to do this many times."

Hinata’s eyes closed. Internally the same thought repeated like a mantra.

For Naruto... I have to do this.

Kael stood, slid his arms under her, and lifted her in a stand-and-carry. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her the short distance to the bed and laid her down on her back. His expression had changed—still calm, but harder around the edges.

"I have to be rough," he told her.

Hinata looked up at him, face flushed, and gave a tiny nod. "Okay. I... I can take it."

He reached behind her, unhooked the bra, and drew it away. Her bare breasts spilled free, heavy and soft, nipples already tight. Kael lowered his head and took one into his mouth, sucking firmly while his hand squeezed the other with open force. Hinata’s back arched.

"Ahh... N-Naruto..."

He sucked harder, teeth grazing the sensitive peak, then switched to the other breast and treated it the same way. His free hand kept kneading the first, fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to leave faint marks. Hinata’s moans grew louder, shaky and high.

"Uhh... ahh... Naruto... that’s... ahh..."

Kael shifted so that one of his knees pressed firmly between her legs, grinding against her pussy through her pants. The added pressure made her hips twitch. He kept sucking and squeezing her breasts while he rubbed her with his knee, listening to every broken sound she made. Only when her breathing had turned completely uneven did he lift his head and move lower.

He unfastened her pants and pulled them down along with her underwear in one motion. Hinata’s legs closed instinctively for a second before he gently pushed them apart again. He removed his own pants, freed his cock, and positioned himself between her thighs.

He pushed in slowly.

Hinata was a virgin. The tight resistance was immediate. Kael kept the pace careful at first, giving her body time to open. Her face tightened with the unfamiliar stretch.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"Just... a little," she whispered.

He could feel it clearly—her pussy was different from the others. The walls seemed to push back against him, tight and unused, fluttering with every small movement. Kael worked himself deeper in short, patient thrusts until he was fully inside. Then he began to move in a steady missionary rhythm.

"Ahh... N-Naruto... ahh..."

He kept the strokes long and controlled at the beginning, watching her face for real pain. When her expression gradually shifted from discomfort toward something else, he let the pace build. The wet sounds of their joining filled the quiet room. Hinata’s hands gripped the sheets. Her large breasts swayed with every thrust. She kept her eyes closed most of the time, but the soft, broken moans that left her throat always carried the same name.

"Uhh... ahh... Naruto... slower... ahh... no... it’s... ahh..."

Kael did not slow down for long. He hooked one of her legs higher and drove deeper, letting the rough edge he had warned her about begin to show. Hinata’s moans rose. Her body, despite the internal insistence that she was only doing this for the real Naruto, started responding on its own. Her hips lifted to meet him. Her walls clenched and fluttered. Pleasure she did not want to acknowledge kept building.

He fucked her in missionary until her thighs were trembling and her voice had gone high and continuous. Then he sat back on his heels, pulled her upright with him, and settled her onto his lap so she straddled him.

Hinata’s arms wound around his neck for balance. Kael guided his cock back into her and wrapped both arms around her waist, holding her tightly against him. The new position put them chest to chest. Her heavy breasts pressed against him. He began to move her up and down on his cock in a deep, rolling rhythm while thrusting up to meet her.

"Ahh... Naruto... ahh... so deep... uhh..."

Hinata buried her face against the side of his neck. Every time he lifted her and let her sink back down a soft, involuntary moan spilled out of her. She kept telling herself the same thing—for Naruto, only for Naruto—but her body had stopped listening. Her pussy clung to him, wet and eager. Her hips started moving with less hesitation. The wet slap of their bodies grew louder.

Kael kept one hand on the small of her back and the other tangled in her dark hair, holding her close while he fucked her. He kissed the side of her neck, her jaw, the corner of her mouth. Hinata turned her head just enough to meet the next kiss, still moaning the name of the boy whose body he wore.

"N-Naruto... ahh... I... ahh..."

He did not correct her. He simply held her tighter and kept the deep lotus rhythm going, driving them both higher while the afternoon light slowly shifted across the room.

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