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Uchiha and Hyuga Rising (Naomi David x Viktoff Samson)

Her little squeak from when his tongue graced her chin and below her lips had been genuinely heartwarming for the brooding evil eyed Uchiha prince. It was even almost as arousing as her soft breasts were as their bountiful shape had been disrupted by his chiseled chest. All that kept the Uchiha firmly grounded on their walk away from the wall that he could have just as easily mated her up against was the comfort of her generous plush white ass in his hand. Feeling her up against him and hearing her snake sage voice and the entertaining way it corrupted her words was just the icing on the incredibly fuckable cake. "Yes, my love. Your hyuga womb will be the first of it's kind to accept my seed and produce children with blood from both of our powerful clans. Their eyes, with just a pinch of luck, may even surpass my own. And the thought of having to try again should that statement be incorrect is... more satisfying than words allow." He tried to butter her up with his silky voice paired with his warmth and perverted attention against and between her rear's cheeks. He touched her like a toy to explore, any hint of respect for her as a fellow human wasn't present in his touch. He was a hungry beast and she was his prey and his actions showed it. "Sadly, there's something I'm going to force upon you." He grinned from ear to ear after they ascended a flight of stairs and stopped before a door that his foot prodded open. His glowing right eye's pattern had began to spin as he peered right into her own eyes. "In the interest of engraving the paradigm of our love upon your body and soul, I'll need to momentarily ground you from those eyes of yours." He explained, but it was already far too late for defiance now. Despite no sense of the air changing, not so much as a single indication that he had cast a jutsu upon her, her Byakugan and her ability to activate it was numbed until she could no longer access it at all.

With a bit of a chuckle, befitting his bat sage mode and the delight written along his devious face, Habiki plucked his mate from the ground by her breeding hips and threw her right onto a bouncy lush expensive bed in the pitch darkness. Her sage mode was likely more than capable of warning her of his wicked presence within the room, but it wouldn't help her with his speed as the door shut and he slithered onto the bed after her. Between his hands was a soft ball, the size of a stress ball but had just a pinch more of a give to it than a stress ball would, sleeved within what would feel like a nylon thigh-high sock. This contraption of juvenile creativity hand found it's way into her mouth as he tied it around the back of her head tightly, preventing any attempt to push it from her mouth with her snake tongue or destroying it with her fangs as sinking them into it would trap her lovely oral weapons. In this position over her, his knees pushed into the accommodating bed with his cock's length rubbing both of her holes forcefully and crudely, as though it were just a happy accident as his hands took to her wrists forcefully. He claimed them and spread them such that her arms were extended their full length past her head and into the pillows. His hips bucked hard, teasing her wet cunt and her little asshole between her thighs and incredibly grip-able ass, just a distraction before his long fangs sunk clear into her soft vulnerable neck on the right side. He'd taste her blood and begin sapping her chakra rapidly. He'd let her feel his body along her own as he continued humping her despite not having penetrated her yet. He wanted to taunt her, tease her, distract her from fighting the siphoning of her chakra and her ability to fight back with her jutsu in any measurable way. In fact, even summoning strength or the ability to predict her surroundings in the dark with her sage jutsu would be drained by his powerful fangs. His tongue massaged around his fangs within her, tasting her blood and attempting to comfort her. Though, he wondered if she could even focus enough to perceive that act as a kindness.
 
As they walked to the location he was guiding her to, her breasts bounced and jiggled ever so slightly. They weren't quite Tsunade sized just yet, she still had some more growing to do, but size wise, they were getting up there. But, to use the common saying, she was quite thick. She had been blessed with not only a beautiful face, but an even more beautiful body. The way Habiki was fondling her ass cheeks, it would leave a hand impression on both of them soon if he didn't stop squeezing them. Not that she cared, it actually felt pretty good to have him playing with her ass cheeks like that. The idea of their future children possessing powers from both their clans was beautiful. Perhaps a child with the Sharingan, but the eyes were white? Or a child with the Byakugan, but the eyes were red? Anything was possible, all up in the air, whenever powerful clans married and had kids. Or maybe one Sharingan and one Byakugan a piece. She didn't know which clans' dojutsu was going to be more genetically dominant, especially when one considered that the Sharingan and Byakugan were considered two of the three great dojutsus, since the Rinnegan was the third great dojutsu. He was the house cat, she was his little mouse. When they stopped in front of a door, she got really excited, they were finally at their destination. But the excitement turned to confusion as she looked into his eyes and he said he was going to force something upon her. An odd sensation suddenly came over her eyes, they felt like nothing now.

She laughed when he had her picked up and thrown onto his ridiculously comfortable bed. It seemed very bouncy, not that that was the most important thing, comfort was. She could sense him in the room, her Sage Mode told her that much. Not that it did much good, he was way too fast to work with. She heard the door close, and in an instant, he was on the bed with her. Before she knew it, she had something shoved into her mouth. She wasn't familiar with such a device, she tried biting it away, but as soon as her venomous fangs sank into it, her fangs were trapped, she couldn't retract them. She tried spitting it out, but it wasn't going anywhere, not with her teeth trapped in it, and it felt like it was tied to her. She quivered in anticipation, even more so upon feeling his massive meat rub against both of her nether holes so forcefully. Her arms were raised above her head, and now were in the pillows. She breathed in sharply, feeling something pierce her neck on the right side. She was very slowly feeling tired, and she knew that sensation. He was draining her chakra! But she was distracted from feeling weaker by his constant touching of their skin, he was really going at her without penetrating her at all. But most of all, she couldn't wait to have that monster cock of his inside of her.
 
She wasn't a ninja out of her element, he didn't necessarily catch her off guard or strike her out of nowhere. But, beneath the heel of this Uchiha Prince, his Hyuga prey was most certainly woefully unprepared to claim dominance. Not that he imagined she wanted to, just that the realization that he was in his own league was a bit of a turn on for the devious evil eyed man that laid over her her. His half naked body against her fully naked, thick and delicious pale fleshed form. The only addition to her body to make it any more perfect in his eyes had already drawn itself into the spots he most desired, her scales. Well, he couldn't comfortably say that was the only change that'd get him so vigorously rock hard that he could breed a village of Aimi's without losing his libido. The change that would soon come to her shape, her rear, her breasts and her abdomen once she accepts the gift of his seed and carries their children, that won't go unnoticed or unattended by his virile cock and his greedy hands. His fangs escaped from her neck the moment he felt her ability to fight back even to the modest degree of just slowing him down finally being pulled from her core and invigorated his own. His quick, slightly elongated tongue would work to clean up her blood from his mark that was fresh upon her neck. Though, it probably didn't help matters that he wouldn't slow his lower body from thrusting against her as he attempted to keep her bleeding from spreading too far. "So...mmh." He tried to tell her that he enjoyed her blood, but he was sure the actions of his tongue, his body and the sound of his voice did well to cover for his mind being so flooded by his strengthening desire to mate this perfect specimen. To make her his own, his heart pounded for it. No other man was every going to be able to do to her what his lethal mind had in store.

He's weakened her, ravaged her in almost all of the ways except for two. And he intended to entertain those two avenues of marking her body as his own as well, just as he fucked her face and drank her blood and chakra. He stood on his knees again to peer down to his beloved, spying upon her pale back, the curves around her middle leading to her hips and forming the top of her rear, that still had his impractically large monster cock lodged up between along with her thighs. He marveled at her legs, her arms, her delicate dark blue hair that flowed only incidentally barely covering his mark upon her neck. She was his prize, his mate. All of his hard work, all of his countless genetic advantages over the inferior ninja that likely also fantasized late at night about one day breeding Aimi just as he was about to. But, their touch was likely too soft, their hearts too fragile, he was sure that there was a darkness to Aimi's desires for him as well. Habiki knew he was meant to be with her, just on the basis that she sincerely seemed to enjoy being beneath him. The thought alone paired with his sage mode swelling with her chakra increased the size of his abusive cock against her holes so immediately, so potently that she'd surely be able to feel it through the haze of her blood loss, her drained chakra, her sealed dojutsu.

He'd smirk now, his hands leaving her wrists to smooth down her soft arms to her bosom, groping her breasts in such a complete way that no inferior breed of ninja's smaller hands ever possibly could. He wasn't abusive with his touch now, it was less maddening and direct than his hand on her ass was just a moment prior. His lips, gently dyed with the dark crimson that was her blood now painted kisses along her spine before butterflying out over the blade of her shoulder and leaving little partial stamps of his lips against her perfect skin all along like a haunting tattoo upon her flesh. Should she ever introduce ink upon her skin it'd be to wear the crest of the clan that produced the man that has taken her now. He knew this much, and he grinned devilishly as he thought about it while taking in the red-hued visage of his lover's back through his potent eyes. "Whose ready to be a mother, hmm?" He taunted with a hint of glee to his leathery layered voice, so masculine yet youthful. It echoed of his enhanced state of sage mode thanks to her chakra joining his own.

His hands now smoothed down her sides from her breasts that he previously, almost romantically, fondled so softly. Even though mere skin contact the destructive force and might of the male over her could be detected by the untrained skin of a civilian woman, he pondered just what else his kunoichi bride to be could feel just through their touch. HIs fingers didn't just feel her skin like they previously took to her nipples in slow soft circles, no. He ran them down her skin pressing against her like a product he's purchased to test and use as per his desire. The hands stopped over her ass cheeks as his thumbs took to the crevice of her blossoming rear and pried her delightfully responsive youthful cheeks aside. His hands weren't gentle with her now, taking what he wanted as he spread her to completion to reveal her holes no longer safe from his powerful eyes with her subdued thickness. His hand taking to his cock, no longer capable of wrapping his fingers around it's entirety, he directed the pulsing mass's juicy tip still lined with her saliva and dripping of his virile pre-seed. He's take his time in wrenching her pussy's entrance side to side, knowing full well that despite her soaked arousal and willingness to receive, that he'd have to coax his way in with force. He'd just prefer to negotiate with as much of his manliness and attention as possible, relying less on causing her needless harm while enjoying the intimacy. With more work, one hand on her ass as his right hand guides his cock he'd then find the perfect moment to thrust to pop his fat cock head right into her young, tight, hot breeding hole.

The only thing missing from the scene was a necessary evil, a cost required for him to achieve absolute dominance over his bride to be, the mother of his children, his other half. He'd sacrifice her ability to communicate with words for his further arousal, to claim her complete and true submission in a way that was most certainly added by his toy in her mouth. His left hand snaked around her waist as he pulled her right up to the level standing on her knees would allow her, whether she had the strength or intention of standing on said knees or not. With all of this innate potential on top of his own sage mode paired with more than a handsome share of her own, he held her as easily as an old fashioned feather pillow a quarter of her size. And it helped, as he held his cock in position like a nail and pulled her down his length inch by forceful bullying cruel inch, spreading her around her man's monstrous cock without even making it look nearly as difficult as it would have been without his cursed sage mode prowess. He intended to get her to his base, and line her ass up with his hips before bucking, but he grew too excited. The moment as he was secure enough inside her that she lacked the space to have her cunt even attempt to slip his rod of impregnation out, he took a fist full of her hair and pulled her head up until her back was leveled. He deemed it proper, and smiled wider at the sight. "Make all of the noises you want, love. We both know that gag isn't going to dampen a single thing and no one will interrupt us here." He taunted before losing himself to the lust, pulling her down his rod with the fury and raw muscle one might expect a minotaur to possess. His hand gripping her hair like a leash and his arm around her waist both simultaneously keeping her in and advantageous position for his repeated bucking against her, slapping his hips off her generous rear and also pulling her back into each buck.
 
The scales on the front of her body were a nice cream color like her normal skin tone, the ones on her back were a little darker, but still light. Her scales changed colors depending on her mood, and right now, since her scales were white, she was very chilled out. Of course, the chakra drain helped that out considerably. She slowly let out a muffled breath that she didn't know that she had been holding in when his fangs left her neck. It still annoyed her to no end that she couldn't retract her fangs. Her fangs had never been in such a state before. Her eyes, even though she couldn't use the Byakugan, were still very much serpentine. The sensation of his tongue on her neck, lapping away whatever little dribbles of blood, felt rather ticklish, like whenever she had her serpentine tongue tickle the top of her mouth to stay awake whenever she didn't want to use soldier pills. But right now, even though her mouth was bound tight, what she wanted to do the most was let her tongue run all over his body. She was getting wetter and wetter, having him between her legs but not inside of her was driving her wild. The teasing was insane. But was that his thing? Tease and tease and tease until she went nuts? Finally, she felt like they were actually getting past all the foreplay when he asked her if she was ready to be a Mother. They'd certainly make beautiful children together. Were they young to have children? Perhaps. Then again, Lord Seventh and his wife married young and had kids young too, so there was precedence. Then again, most ninja did have children before the age of 30, considering people still died relatively young, despite the peaceful era. It soothed her to a degree, the way his hands smoothed down her scales. She hated it when she was quite literally rubbed the wrong way in Sage Mode, her scales were rather sensitive. She could feel everything right now, right down to the whorls of his thumbprints. It was almost sensory overload. Well, it would be sensory overload if she wasn't careful. She was clumsy on her knees, a little woozy from him draining both blood and chakra. But still, she was able to stand on her knees, though probably only because he was helping her up with his hand around her waist. She let out a yelp of surprise when he quickly and viciously entered her pussy. He was right, the gag really didn't muffle squat. She knew he was big, she had given him some good oral, but having him inside of her pussy was something else entirely. She was hurting, it did hurt to have such a massive cock inside of her pussy so suddenly, considering that this was her first time. As he forced his way past her hymen, she bled the blood of a virgin. She whimpered a bit, it really did sting to lose her virginity so suddenly. But given that he was so fucking massive, hopefully her pussy was going to get used to his size quickly. Given with what he could do with just his fingers, she knew she was in for a world of pleasure!
 
His eyes watched her scales intently, trying to discern what about them captured his attention so readily even when they competed for that attention with her voluptuous perfect womanly form. From her little sounds to her scent and the warmth he soaked out of her body, the Uchiha prince was really taking all of Aimi's body in. Especially when he had the opportunity to touch her scales adoringly before. However, now with his arm beneath her keeping her on her knees and his hand in her hair taking a handful to pull back on dominately, He was about to lay claim to her womb like no man before or after him ever possibly could. He was going to make her a mother, make her belly grow to carry their beautiful children. He even said so, with much less words but in his dark and foreboding voice it would surely be hard to ignore.

And here it came, the claiming of her virginity, in one firm thrust right up against her round rump to force himself all way inside of her wet tight hole until he felt himself being physically hilted by her sex such that he could not go any further. She had all of his meat inside of her that she'd likely ever be able to accommodate now, and he could feel her depths around him. The skin that surrounded the glands of his cockhead had been thoroughly rolled back by her tantalizing almost steaming heated pussy and he couldn't possibly complain. Especially not now as he listened to the sounds he forced from her mouth through the ball toy he forced into it. It truly didn't serve to mute her in the slightest, and it excited him. He grunted just a little before whispering to her when he felt she could hear him. "You're so damn tight."

Using his authority over her thick, perfect body for breeding to guild her forward to give him room for his hips to pull back, he'd manage to negotiated inch after inch of his violent monstrous cock out of her tightness right until his cockhead was all that remained keeping her pussy lips spread. And it wouldn't remain this way, whether she was ready or not he'd proceed to pull her back towards his thrusts that were so powerful they threatened to break the creaking shaking bed. His arm beneath her and his hand in her hair tugged her right down his massive shaft over and over. Forcing her to feel the masculine dominance he exercised over her plush sexual scaled beauty. Every single rough inch of him spread her again and again with her juices being used to supplement this act to the extent that it wouldn't be nearly as painful as it otherwise would have to be. He grunted after every thrust that came without pause as rocked the room and the bed beneath her, unleashing his hot breath over her neck and shoulders each time her delightful sex was forced to take his erect cock. In this way, he was probably exactly the man for the job if the mission was to justify the taunting foreplay he inflicted upon her body before now. "Fuck..." He whispered after a grunt, watching her scales.
 
As they fucked like wild animals, Aimi's scales has turned a shocking pink, indicating her deep enjoyment of how roughly they were going at it, how much she was enjoying having sex with Habiki. He pulled on her hair like it was a fucking leash, and she made no attempt to hide how much she enjoyed him doing that by moaning in pleasure. She was glad to have garnered such praise from him simply because her vagina was so tight. The way he was touching her scales just made her mood better and better, deepening the pink shade of her scales. They were incredibly sensitive, and the way he was just merely touching them drove her from a one to a ten in an instant. She loved the sensations of him pulling out and then pushing back in. She loved how fast he was going, how hard he was going, and if her moans weren't proof of her enjoyment, the bed making as much noise as it currently was was most definite proof that they were both enjoying what they were doing. He was working her body like she was a musical instrument, and he was tuning her. He was dominating her in every fucking way, and she loved it. She didn't want any moment of this physical pleasure to end. Her massive breasts swayed and jiggled with each thrust!
 
The change of her scale color wouldn't go unnoticed. Even as their chakra danced behind his skin and surged along the points she touched previously, his mind remained sharp. Every heaving slam of his hips into her own was deliberate as he guided the pulsing mass of cock into her with the expertise and consideration of a blacksmith crafting molten metal over his anvil with his trusty hammer. The urge to let lose and go brain dead over her and just breed her like a true animal was just too enticing to be entirely ignored. But, he decided he'd make this first round of mating truly world shattering for her. Aimi was Habiki's one and only now, she had everything he needed to be a happy man, so he'd do everything to dominate and mate her like no other man could. If he had his way, she'd be more than pleasured or satisfied. He'd complete her. Between the sway of her bountiful breasts and the juicy sounds of their flesh patting against each other with his every thrust and his strong arms forcing her body into them from her waist and her hair, he grunted more and more with bits of her name making it into his breathless sounds. "Guh... Aimi. Hmm." He finally got a full set of words to her as he thought about the pink in her scales and how they changed further. He was certainly having an effect on her.

He stood on his knees more, this time with her body all the way against his own. His hand would only leave her hair as he took her throat in his big hand, the arm around her waist and hips slithering up over her belly and belly button to taking her left breast into his palm and fingers, fondling it filthfully. Once again, he touched her body like an object of his pleasure that he owned completely. His thumb over her jaw bone guided her to look up into his eyes as his hips continued to force inches of his mountainous breeding pole in and out of her. He'd run his tongue along her lips and fangs that were exposed by the toy he used to gag her with as his glowing red eyes peered down into her sage mode pair. He'd continue humping her perfect rump that was lined up with his lap, gushing sounds from her wet heat with the glee he hasn't been able to summon since he was a boy playing with his very first toy. Yet, his expression and voice portrayed a man that adored the model of beauty in his arms. The exotic snake sage was to carry his children and this act alone could have already pumped enough of his pre into her womb to do the job. And that idea didn't reduce his virile hip pumping in the least. Instead, the concept that she could already be in the process of making him the powerful young they'd raise together made him hump her faster as they stood on their knees over his creaking bed. His back and limps being strong and empowered by both of their chakras and his arms and hands keeping her up and pinned to him whether she was conscious or strong enough to stand with him on her own or not. "I love you." He growled in his twisted bat sage voice. "I love this."
 
One thing was for sure. The next time they fucked, she would definitely be in Sage Mode again, he seemed to quite enjoy her serpentine form very much. She definitely would expect him to be in his Bat Sage form. She didn't know why having him bite her was so pleasing, but it made her fucking happy. Slap, slap, slap... The sounds that their skin made when they connected was so delicious, it made the pinkness of her scales constantly fluctuate from light pink to deep pink and back. She was surprised he was able to even say proper words as they fucked, the way they were enjoying each other, she doubted either one of them would have the mental capacity to get full words out. Fucking hell, Habiki would be the only one who could ever truly make her happy. They were so similar in more ways than one. They were the best of their generation, the best that their clans had to offer. Stronger, faster, smarter, all around superior in every god damned way. The way his thumb moved over her delicately shaped jaw bone, it made her turned her head just enough so she could look at him. Her eyes went wide when he licked her tongues and a bit of her fangs, most of her fangs were still trapped in the god damned ball. Her guttural moans came out faster when he started fucking her faster, and she muffled out,"You love me or fucking me?"
 
"I fucking love you." He started, growling a little between his grunts and the hitched almost seemingly exaggerated exhales of his hot breath. The look on his face spelled a story of lust, however. Even with the growl and his harsher tone, it would be impossible to miss how much he needed her. "And there's nothing wrong with loving to fuck you. Just listen to your plump ass slapping against my thrusts. You're as hungry for this as I am." This time around, his words were truly separated by long heavy breathes as he watched her and held her head without giving up the faster, deeper way he would thrust into and against her. Forcing her breeding hole to take more of his lengthy Uchiha cock. They were impeccable specimens of their clans, shining examples of what every fledgling shinobi with a solid imagination could ever dream of one day becoming. And yet, it was out of reach for most of their species. They were genetically superior, and he was about to fertilize her womb so righteously that he could feel his own composure melting away with their bodily sounds so numerous, her own sounds that sowed greed and lust within his heart. He'd claim her Hyuga eggs for his own, and he'd have nothing but the finest young to raise with this remarkable unmistakable trophy of a mate. He'd now use both hands to quickly and calmly guild her long fangs free of the ball without any discomfort or pain from his beautiful victim, all just before tackling her right back down to the bed and forcing his lower body to slam her own right down and pin her there.

His cock's tip crested the very deepest of her core that she'd have to offer as though it were his birthright, and his balls quite happily complied in sending virtually buckets of cum in long powerful strings of spasms though his length. His meat almost growled on it's own in this fashion as he filled her so completely with hot, fresh, and clearly virile sperm. The concept of failing to conceive after filling her like a stuffed animal in a factory was far from reality for Habiki's expecting and almost criminally happy smile and bright eyes as he showered her in looks. This position made paying close attention to her scales a little less difficult, but she was forced to feel his firm chest along her once pink and darker pink scales, brushing along her dominantly like a larger feral canine rubbing his position over his forced mate in even though he was rather softer with her after he finished climaxing, even kissing her as deeply as he could summon the will too. Which was deep, so very deep, that it was difficult to hold himself back from tasting the back of her throat with his tongue. He was wary of her sage mode fangs.
 
His hot breath on the back of her neck warmed the scales in that area considerably. That heat felt so delicious on her once cool scales, scales that had warmed up considerably since they were fucking like wild animals. The pink of her scales continually fluctuated as he spoke. His words were so fucking dirty. She was smirking through the gag, she definitely wanted this as much as he did, maybe even more so. he was hers, all god damned hers. She couldn't wait to walk around with him arm in arm, all the girls in their age group would be so jealous. Just as he saw her as his trophy, she thought of him in a similar way. Even though the younger kunoichi of the village didn't talk about it, they all wanted to marry into the Uchiha clan. The men of the clan were seen as bad boys, and every girl wanted a bad boy for a boyfriend or a husband. Tosh and nonsense, she thought, but she could personally see the appeal, considering she was getting fucked by the baddest Uchiha of them all. She felt so much better when he took the infernal ball out of her mouth, her fangs were finally free, and her tongue could properly move around in her mouth now. She squealed when he tackled her down on the bed again, her breasts bouncing nicely before he did the deed. When he climaxed, so did she. Instead of a moan of pleasure that came out of her mouth at full force, it was a cry of pleasure, pleasure far more intense than what she had been fucking feeling this whole god damned time. She felt herself grow so hot, not from her own climax, but from being filled up to the brim and then some with his climax. It'd be foolish to assume she'd be having one child, she'd definitely be having two if not more with how much seed he had spilled into her needy cunt. She was breathing hard as they slowed down and stopped, but she happily accepted the deep kiss, smirking when she noticed how careful he was to avoid her fangs. Oh, the damage she could do with just a drop of her own venom...
 
He was hungry for her still. Even as they kissed and his tongue navigated around her venomous fangs to stroke along the back of the glands at the back of her mouth that were likely sensitive from her sage transformation producing her fangs, he'd look into her eyes as though there was something behind them that he was planning to take and never give up. To steal and hold close to his chest forever and ever. To savor and relish in until he was old and feeble. Even with his body over her's like a lion upon his lioness, his cock remaining within her keeping her womb so completely full of litter-producing seed, he didn't seem completed just yet. After a performance that could have likely depleted your average Kunoichi's calories completely, he carried on by getting a hand on one of her breasts. Caressing her as he massages various specific spots in her mouth that his sense depict any sort of tension behind and trusting her to be a good girl and not bite down on his tongue. He'd use his big hand to smooth up and down the impossibly touchable and hauntingly lovable bouncy breast he'd had secured just seconds prior, slowing only to brush her pink areola as he felt her warming scales along his skin. Aimi could made Habiki shudder lightly in sheer revelation at what he had now. Perhaps he wouldn't be a huge fan of parading around together until he figured out this whole Hyuga family sticky situation.

He'd finish the kiss before pressing her head into the pillows with his cheek on her neck. His hand continuing to molest her fondly over the same gorgeous perfect breast as though it couldn't grow old. "What'd you eat that made you grow up this way?" He whispered to her, licking her neck with his tongue that bore a slightly texture to it, his bat-like tongue. "You should write down and sell that information. Because you're amazing."
 
Aimi did not expect her day to turn as favorably as it had. She had just planned on eating like a raging fiend at Ichiraku's and going home. But it turned out better than she ever hoped. Everything that had happened today was just on the chance that Habiki happened to be in the same place at the same time as she was. but she was grateful it had ended the way it had. In a way, she had shed her skin like she did in her Sage form. From meek and quiet to wild in the bed, and that metaphorical skin shedding had all been for Habiki, and nobody else. her tongue was so sweet, as his tongue probed her mouth, her soft and slithery tongue began teasing his. Not to the point where he'd accidently prick his tongue on one of her fangs, but just enough for him to know that she was enjoying what he was doing. She smiled softly as he played with her breast, and she spoke,"Anything and everything I could get my handssssss on. It was often joked that I was a losssssst Akimichi child with how much I could eat." She'd be damned if she didn't realized how lucky of a girl she was. A mating of a Hyuga and an Uchiha. Nobody had ever tried it before. And if they had, nobody had ever talked about it.
 
"So you'll be used to having a round belly?" He joked with her, finishing demonstrating his immense physical love for her by bringing his arms arms around her and rolling both ninja onto their left sides to cuddle with her a little more appropriately despite still having his raging monstrous boner still stiff inside her, keeping their business nice and plugged and sparing his silky sheets from the unfortunate fate that would befall it if he let that fat busted nut escape her like it nature would direct. Now with his arms around her, he released her from the bonds and then held her belly with both of his palms. "Nine months is going to feel like forever. I feel like a kid again, the night before a celebration of my birthday." Habiki admitted to his Hyuga lover. His princess. Grazing along the side of her neck with the bridge of his his nose. "Time for sleep, I'll keep you all snug here with my body until we're ready to figure out our plans in the morning." He took charge again, laying off some of the potential baby talk as he figured he did enough of a number on any sort of pride she might have carried walking into this relationship with his rough and wild mating of her in such a dominate position. Now he wanted to be accommodating, someone she can rest beside with a smile.
 
Aimi's serpentine eyes were wide open when he teased her by saying she would be used to having a round belly. Not that she ever had one before, she was blessed with a fast metabolism, but she knew what he was getting at. She was happily laying on her left side. Sex was incredible, but cuddling was just as nice. It felt nice to be free again, and she smiled, letting the snake sage transformation fade, letting her soft and smooth scales turn back to soft and smooth flesh. She spoke,"Well beloved, it won't be so long if we keep ourselves occupied." She shivered when he teased the side of her neck with his nose. She said nothing else, she was already letting sleep claim her. She was warm and comfortable, and that was what mattered. Everything was going so perfectly, and she really couldn't ask for anything else. Except to maybe go on a mission with him. She had heard of his legendary skills, but never saw them in person. No Hokage in the village had ever placed an Uchiha and a Hyuga on the same team together for whatever reason. Hopefully that would change soon. Together, an Uchiha and a Hyuga could do a shit ton of damage.
 
"That's the truth. I'll see you in the morning, Princess." He'd place tender kisses along her soft neck numerous times throughout the night until he found his chance to truthfully, easily fall asleep. And he would do so with his prize in his arms, his beautiful woman to nuzzle up to and kiss and touch and fuck until his heart went out. Which, thanks to Sage Mode and a lot of training, just wouldn't happen anyway. He was too durable. If the desire struck him they wouldn't have fallen asleep in this embrace after just one massive climax. No, next time he planned to make her cum so hard her eyes would be nearly crossed and she'd lose the ability to close her legs in his presence. Maybe. She was most certainly willful should the need to be so introduced itself to her. He's watched Aimi from time to time, after all. It was difficult to divide Habiki from his passions. Aimi and homicide seemed to fit like gloves in this category. He was just really really good at what he does. That unfortunately meant taking the lives of others.

He'd wake up in the morning the the goal of preparing something for her before she awoke but he somehow doubt her beautiful rear could feel him pull out without waking. His right hand roamed her body freely, rubbing her belly and her hips in a way that somehow portrayed the idea that he could rub her cunt or play with her breasts all he wanted to, he wasn't afraid to make her feel good with her body while she slept, but he didn't like the idea of waking her up too early if she needed more rest. She did receive one monstrous dicking.
 
Before she fell asleep, she was smirking since Habiki picked up on what she was implying they could do with their time during those sweet nine months. That thought alone allowed her a very peaceful and happy sleep with quite the perverted dream. When he woke up, she instinctively curled up where he had touched her, enjoying the sensation. but she did not wake. Aimi was a very heavy sleeper. She did not wake up until she was ready to wake up. Drool was leaking out of the corner of her mouth. Much as she was appreciating her newfound love of sex, there was one thing that was its equal, and that was being out on a mission. She hadn't been able to nab any S-rank missions yet, but she was always hoping for the day she'd get one before she made jonin, since only jonin got the good missions. Little did she know, her luck was going to change rather quickly. Habiki would hear a pounding at his door.
 
Watching his busty princess react to his touches in her sleep was quite heart warming for Habiki. He slept alone, usually. And despite a goodnight's sleep tonight he couldn't stop himself from touching her body now that he was awake. Caressing her breasts more, smoothing down over her belly and rubbing thighs. Her heart belonged to him, but her body did too. That was their relationship. There was no room for modesty between them now. He was hers and she was his. Could there be something more wholesome? Probably, but in Habiki's heart there was nothing more he could ever want than to hold Aimi close and to keep her warm and comfortable and explore her forever. That is, until a knock hit the door and he was annoyed to the point that his features reverted to normal and his sharingan flared in his eyes. The tomoe rotated in their pattern before stopping finally at his fully matured sharingan with their red glow seemingly piercing right through the floor to the front door, even his eyebrows twitched a little in his obscene attitude at this intrusive sound.

He'd sigh and slowly pull out of Aimi before wrapping her up and letting his stiff cock finally rest to it's natural resting state, leaving the room to pluck up a pair of boxers and shorts, pulling them on as he marched down his stairs simultaneously. Demonstrating his sheer mastery of movement and complete control of his body as the tasks were completed without pausing a step or falling. He'd pull open the door and narrow his eyes to the Hyuga Elder, his Sharingan fading in a blink as he smiled a little and leaned up against the door frame with folded arms. "So they still let old birds out of their creaking cages?" He teased a little before softening his look for the older male. "Why have you come all the way here? It's surely important, I trust that you feel the same tension I do when I'm on your side of Konoha." Habiki looked down now as moved to shrug. "Whether you feel that way or not isn't a big deal, you're safe around here. We're all members of Honoha."
 
Aimi shifted a bit when he pulled out of her, but otherwise did not wake up. She was still out cold. Last night had been quite exhausting, after all. Even the continuing knocking did not wake her up, knocking that only ended when Habiki opened his door, meeting the face of a disapproving looking elder of the Hyuga clan. The elder spoke, even his voice sounded disapproving,"Subside, Uchiha Habiki. I'm here to ask you a few questions. Hyuga Aimi did not come home to the Hyuga compound last night, and people report last seeing her in your company. My question is this: Do you know where she is?" He didn't need to say how important she was to the clan. All main family members were important, but Aimi was more important than the rest. Her other kekkei genkais aside from the Byakugan gave her a much higher status in the clan, making her a worthy heiress in case something happened to Hiashi and or Hanabi. The other main house members were strong, but they just didn't even come close to holding a candle to Aimi's strength and power. They did not want her branch of the Hyuga dying with her.
 
Habiki didn't care for the way this particular Hyuga was behaving. Perhaps at his age, in his situation, Habiki would do the same thing. But, he wasn't in that situation. He had a Princess of his own, a beauty laying in his bed with a womb still glazed with his cum. Habiki was a young buck, and this man before him didn't even breach the radar in terms of threats he'd have to look out for. He had no respect for the old bird, especially after his attempts to empathize went ignored. The Uchiha's eyes narrowed as his piercing gaze turned to full blast right into the eyes of the man standing before him. He'd even stand up straight now too. "I have no clue where that woman is. If you didn't want to wind up in this situation you should have gotten better information, or a leash. Now, you're humbly invited to leave this compound." His own tone was a match, shutting the door immediately as his words finished. Though, he wouldn't flash his sharingan to this old man. He didn't need anything more than body language and a line to tell him to get out of here.

Returning upstairs to his room, Habiki didn't turn on the light as he crawled into bed over his sleeping Aimi, HIs arms keeping his upper body just shy from pressing her own right into the bed but his lower body rubbed his hips against her thigh and ass, poking her with his cock incidentally but not in an unwelcomed fashion. He'd imagine anyway. As she was still on her side he took the opportunity to lick up on her neck again, over and over. He wanted to wake her up lewdly. "C'mon, love. Let's get a shower and visit the Hokage today." He'd groan a little in his words as he played with her. His goal to make her horny again being worn so boldly in his actions and even the way he spoke. Between entering his room and leaving that front door, Habiki dropped the clothes he did pull on in almost a flash.
 
The Hyuga elder was not happy at such a short and curt response. Of course, he could use his Byakugan to tell if he was lying or not, but it was very heavily frowned upon to use the Byakugan in Uchiha territory, and likewise. He would not be one to break protocol. But he eventually did leave. Aimi whined a little when he woke her up, she had been really comfortable. But still, the way his tongue scraped along her neck was very delightful. Her arm and hand reached out for his cock as she felt it poke her leg and thigh. She sweetly spoke, her voice was as wicked sounding as could be,"You're getting hard. Want some in the shower?" If he would wake her up in a perverted manner, she would talk to him in an equally perverted manner. She did need a shower for certain though, she smelled quite heavily of sweat and sex. The Uchiha compound was quite nice, if she didn't look at all the dark eyes, she could almost imagine she was in the Hyuga compound. Both clans had people with dark, dark hair.
 
His body moved to help her hand get to his cock, his grin growing as he watched her eyes and her lips with a warm look. In truth, there'd be hell to pay if the Byakugan was used to fish out Habiki's lie. After all, Aimi was here of her own accord and the rules that apply here only go to that extent. Habiki wouldn't let an ounce of nonsense into the conversation about her responsibilities or what the nosy elder hyuga wanted. No, what matters here and the law on this situation would be Aimi's desires, and he'd figure her hand getting to his cock and her words she had to share about him wanting some in the shower too was consent enough from his lover. "I'd love it in the shower. Let's explore each other there too." He spoke softer now that he had her awake, moving to kiss her lips several times. He'd speak again when the kiss finished. "Sometimes the Hokage just needs a very subtle and gentle reminder of who he can rely on and what sort of talent he has access too. I'm sure there's some S-rank chore he can't quite find a good shinobi for, and that should be more than fun for us." If she moved even a little to get up, he'd help her out of bed and touch her hair while looking into her eyes. Constantly checking her current state, looking for her reaction to his words.
 
Aimi was merrily stroking his huge length up and down the way she knew he would like her doing so. When he spoke about exploring each other in the shower, her grin turned so wicked it would make even the Devil run for the hills. She happily kissed his soft, warm lips back, happily accepting his assistance in getting her butt out and off his bed, and she spoke,"I'm glad to hear that. I haven't had a good challenge in a long time, and besides, the dangerous missions make the most money." Not that she needed any, she had plenty of wealth, both her own and money that belonged to the clan in general, but extra cash never hurt anybody. She loved how he touched her hair, normally, anybody that so as much as tried to touch a strand would get swatted away, but a touch from Habiki was more than welcome. She spoke,"So, lead the way!" If his bedroom was any indication of how lavish decoration was, she couldn't wait to see the shower. Oh, the heat of the water would really get them both going!
 
Her strokes along his lengthy girth up and down was like a rush of water overtaking a hot dry desert in his heart. The sensation soothed past his nerves washing pleasure throughout his body quite evenly despite the attention being in one place. This was just how males worked, it seemed. At least for Habiki. All he needed was this sort of attention and he'd be greatly aroused by it, and Aimi wasn't an innocent wall flower. Her wicked grin would probably send goosebumps down the spine of anyone who wasn't prepared for it. The man that stood before her, touching her hair while she rubbed his meat simply warmly looked back into her eyes. With his look, it was easy to see, she was the pearl of his life. "Dangerous missions won't exist with your eyes looking out for me." He spoke in a much softer way than ever before. To her request to be lead, he took her literally by cupping her plump ass in one of his large hands squishing her rear, fondling her as he lead her across the hall to the nearest room, and opening the door for her.

With the lights on a large room with polished smooth rock panels for walls and floors had been revealed. The door to the closet where towels are stored had it's door barely adjacent because otherwise it wouldn't be seen easily. A relatively simple potty stood next to the sink in the corner closest to the entrance, but half the room was taken up by shower heads hanging over a series of stone seats with numerous drains. There were an assortment of shower supplies sitting upon shelves all around.
 
Aimi was smirking as she gave Habiki's sweet cock some good manual loving, she was thoroughly enjoying how much harder he was getting under her ministrations. She nodded when he mentioned her eyes, and she spoke,"Don't forget, the Byakugan does have a blind spot, though the clan has developed techniques to make up for it. I do hope you get to see my other kekkei genkais in action though soon enough." She was smiling while he lead her to his bathroom. She whistled in appreciation, it looked magnificent. She sweetly spoke,"What would somebody used to living on his own need such a massive bathroom for?" Everything looked so beautiful in here. The architect that put this place together deserved an award for how well built this place was. Now this was going to be hers soon enough, and she was so excited for that. Everything was so beautiful here, and she couldn't be happier. They'd be washing each other, and just that mere thought was enough to get her wet.
 
His hand remained on her rear even after they got to the bathroom and she began to express herself about it. Her comment about the Byakugan's blindspot was rather interesting, but he didn't think it could possess such a large blindspot that she'd fail to cover his back while he was fighting. They were beyond competent, and they'd be more than fine. He'd nod to her comment about her other useful assets, and it reminded him briefly about how he felt about his own large library of abilities. "I was raised by merchants and the original building didn't used to belong to me. And hey, the more space the merrier when you gotta do more than just stand single-file under a single spout of water. What if I decide to sit on the other side of the shower that day? I have the choice! There's always room for more." He winked to her about the comment, noting a look to her that maybe she didn't intend to portray. She seemed aroused and he loved it.

He'd finish touching her rear in lewd circular rubs before moving to the seat in the center already facing her, sitting such that he could lean back against the wall and spread his legs to put his hardened cock and massive pair of testicles on full display. The glimmer of the white panel lights enchanting the room silently, bringing his own glow to life even as he reached over and turned the knobs for a mix of very hot water and mildly cool water to begin pouring in a wonderful pattern. It'd spray down onto the nearly invisible set of drains along the floor that wouldn't uncomfortably affect feet. The path narrowly missed his hair and left an arc that was just enough room for her to kneel between his knees and service him. And with the way he raised his hand with his palm out to invite her over to take his hand, he was suggesting she'd do so. Like long time lovers, he communicated to her suggestively entirely without words in this case.
 
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