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Forbidden Pleasures

As the night wore on, the Wild Masquerade party maintained its relentless energy, an unending surge of music and laughter that seemed to pulse through every inch of the sprawling mansion.

People danced and drank until they dropped, pushing themselves to their limits, and surrendering themselves fully to the frenzy of the party. Some even decided to venture off, to explore the hidden corners of the mansion, accompanied by their newfound flings, seeking to bang in the numerous rooms that were available.

The party was a symphony of chaos and joy, a time when people shed their inhibitions and reveled in the freedom to embrace their wild sides.

But amidst the whirlwind of the Halloween celebration, Naruto and Hinata had fashioned a sanctuary for themselves.

Lost in conversation and their engaging drinking game, their laughter blended with the party's cacophony, strengthening their bond and bringing them closer than ever.

Still seated at the bar in the club room, Naruto and Hinata were now facing one another, their gazes filled with a raw openness that spoke volumes.

Vulnerability hung in the air, creating an atmosphere of trust and intimacy. The bar gleamed with a display of tequila shots, meticulously arranged in rows before them.

Ever watchful, Yamato ensured their glasses were never empty, a knowing smile accompanying every replenishment, fueling their ongoing drinking game.

The tequila acted as a powerful catalyst, emboldening them both to share their most intimate thoughts and experiences in this moment of shared solace amidst the revelry.

It was more than a drink; it was a symbol of their collective resilience, a tangible reminder that they were not alone in their struggles. The alcohol dissolved their inhibitions, granting them the courage to speak their unfiltered truths.

And in the midst of this, as they engaged in their drinking game, each sip was a bold declaration, a defiant "fuck you" to the misfortunes life had thrown their way.

They shed the confines of their costumes, transcending the superficial identities of fox and bunny. Beneath the surface, Naruto's playful spirit danced with Hinata's gentle strength, intertwining seamlessly. They unearthed the essence of each other, discovering the unique qualities and experiences that shaped them.

Their connection deepened with every passing moment, breaking free from the confines of the Wild Masquerade party and the costumes they wore.

Amidst the vibrant chaos, they both yearned for the comfort of a listening ear, someone who could offer solace for their worries and stresses.

And so, in each other, they had found that refuge.

Naruto lifted his shot glass, a playful glint in his eyes, and a warm, tipsy smile on his whiskered face, "Well, now that you've heard all the embarrassing misfortunes about me—getting bullied, failing my classes, causing trouble, and even my job struggles..."

"Y-Yeah?" Hinata replied with an adorable hiccup, which elicited a shared laugh from them both.

The spiky-haired blonde playfully shook his glass, his blue eyes meeting Hinata's through his fox mask. Hinata gazed back at him through her own mask, with a glimmer in her lavender eyes, never once removing her gaze from him.

After the numerous rounds of their game, their gaze now held the comfort of familiarity, as if they had known one another for ages.

Naruto smirked, "Heh, without a doubt, every one of the misfortunes I shared is embarrassing as hell and I'd gladly wipe them all from fucking existence if I could-"

"Same here, Naruto-san." Hinata chimed in with a tilt of her head, allowing her long hair to cascade down her shoulders. She reached over, giving his chest a playful push, prompting the blonde male to jolt back with a laugh.

"Don't take all the credit." She playfully teased, prompting Naruto to lean forward to give her a gentle push on the shoulder in return, which prompted a flurry of giggles from her.

"Trust me, I won't. Your misfortunes are just as embarrassing as mine, maybe a little too embarrassing, cottontail." Naruto teased back, Hinata's numerous confessions rising to the surface in his head all at once like a flood.

He shuddered at the very thought of her humorous—not so humorous misfortunes of her child and adolescent years; and even her numerous vocal mishaps during performances.

"Damn, Hinata-san, are you tryna kill a man from second-hand embarrassment?" Naruto playfully shuddered once more, his broad shoulders rippling in a wave, "Goddamn, I feel like I'm gonna shudder to death—"

He shuddered a third time, "heh, have a motherfucking seizure."

"Oh shut up, you big baka!"

Hinata chuckled and then playfully showered Naruto with a series of slaps on his arms and chest. The playful slaps were quick and scattered, causing Naruto to raise his hands defensively, dodging and ducking to protect his face.

"Gomen-ahh! Mercy, Hinata-san! Mercy!"

"Nope, no tap-outs! You deserve this!"

Hinata and Naruto laughed and playfully passed licks like carefree children, enjoying the moment together. Finally smiling, for them both, felt like a small miracle, a rare occurrence they both cherished. They managed to bring smiles to each other's faces, managing to grant one another the best medicine life could offer:

Laughter.

As the moment ultimately settled, Naruto mischievously gave Hinata one final push, putting an end to their playful fit and signifying their readiness to return to their drinking game.

But Naruto had a twist in mind.

Hinata stuck her tongue out at him in response, which widened Naruto's grin, revealing not only his gleaming teeth but also his sharpened canines.

"Well, that was fun-"

"So much fun!" Hinata emphasized with a joyful cheer.

Naruto chuckled, "Yeah. But I believe it's time for us to change gears and explore something a bit more..." He paused, playfully raising an eyebrow, his eyes locked onto Hinata's flushed face.

"...serious." He concluded, a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

To his surprise, he observed how his words immediately sparked a surge of excitement in Hinata. She swayed upon her barstool, her voluptuous hips and chest moving in a joyful, exuberant dance, causing his manly urges to spring to life.

"Ooh yes, please do. Let's get serious, Naruto-san!" She exclaimed seductively with a drunken giggle. Her wobbling movements and heavy-lidded eyes were all telltale signs of her intoxication, an array of empty tequila shot glasses now lined up in front of her.

In this very moment, the barriers around Hinata's heart seemed to dissolve completely, allowing Naruto a glimpse into what truly lies hidden within.

She was drunk, and Naruto, too, was in the same boat. Both fucked up, still clinging to optimism, reluctant to let the moment slip away.

In Hinata, Naruto found a haven, a confidante to unburden his troubles, someone he felt safe enough to talk to.

He wanted her to understand the pain that resided in his heart, eager to shift their drinking game from light-hearted embarrassments to something more....

profound.

The spiky-haired blonde exhaled deeply, struggling to collect his thoughts through the haze of his intoxicated mind. He wanted to be certain about the decision to delve into more serious matters.

He wanted to be absolutely sure with himself that he was ready.

However, his intention was overruled by the impulse of his own mouth, which seemed to have a mind of its own.

He gave the bunny woman a nod, "Alright then, Hinata-san, if you wanna get serious, let's get serious then!" He declared with a smack on the bar surface, causing Hinata to giggle hysterically once more, her red rosy lips spreading wider to make way for her pearly white teeth.

"Yes, just hit me!" Hinata declared with a beckon of her painted fingers, "Don't hold back, my dear Naruto-san. I'm here to listen, after all."

She shrugged, shimmering her shoulders, "It's better to let it out than keep it in, right?"

"Yeah," Naruto whispered, his once playful smirk replaced by a somber expression, as the weight of his request settled in. His cerulean eyes grew solemn, reflecting the seriousness of the moment.

He lowered his gaze to the smooth ceramic surface of the bar, his spiky hair falling to partially obscure his face, "Letting it out is exactly what I need right now." He confessed, his words a soft mumble. In their close proximity, however, Hinata caught his vulnerable admission, gaining further insight into the troubles that still weighed on his heart.

The sparkle of joy and excitement in Hinata's eyes dimmed, replaced by a furrowed brow and a pout on her lips.

Leaning forward, she reached out to gently clutch Naruto's hand, which now grasped another tequila shot.

Naruto's body jolted at the warmth of her touch, his head lifting to meet her gaze with a surprised gasp.

She offered him a comforting smile, tilting her head, causing her midnight blue hair to cascade down her frame, "It's okay, Naruto-san," She reassured him, "whatever is weighing on you, know that I'm here for you, ready to listen to every word."

Her touch was gentle against his knuckles, a reassuring caress.

With her other hand, she pressed against her own chest, giving it a comforting pat, just over her bunny corset, "I carry my own share of pain, Naruto-san, many misfortunes. You're not alone, and just know that I no longer feel alone either with you by my side."

Hinata then moved her hand away from his and brushed his blonde bangs from his face. Her fingers lingered, delicately tracing the contours of his firm jawline, brushing against the unique whisker marks on his cheeks that peeked out from behind his mask.

Hinata's gentle touch against his cheeks filled Naruto with warmth, an intimate connection that stirred something deep within him.

He smiled, a mix of gratitude, vulnerability, and a hint of something more.

In that moment, a little part of Naruto yearned for a closeness that went beyond words, an unspoken invitation to share and open up to someone in a way he hadn't allowed himself to ever before.

But despite feeling this internal tug, however, Naruto found himself hesitating to open his heart, to embrace the newfound emotions he felt.

Questions began to swirl in his mind.

What was this feeling stirring inside him?

Was it love? Longing for someone else?

Was he even prepared to open his heart again?

What if he faced the pain of heartbreak once more?

The corners of his previous smile gradually dropped as the raging thoughts of doubt and distrust steadily spiraled within.

And in a protective instinct, Naruto moved away from Hinata's caressing fingers, creating a bit of distance between them. He couldn't deny the emotions within him, nor the uncertainty that clouded his mind.

He just couldn't forget...

Hinata frowned at the sight of Naruto moving away from her touch, her heart heavy with a fleeting sense of disappointment. She had felt a genuine connection between them, a warmth of something more and yearned so badly for it to go further.

But...

She allowed Naruto his space, scolding herself for being too hasty, and she withdrew her hand, placing it on her lap.

"Gomen, N-Naruto-san-"

"I had a girlfriend." He mumbled, beginning his serious misfortune. He did so while looking away, gritting his teeth, and pinching the edges of his tequila shot tighter.

"My girlfriend, she..." He hesitated before continuing, "She cheated on me, left me high and dry after I practically busted my ass for three years to keep our relationship afloat."

Tears welled in Naruto's eyes, his voice strained by his building emotions, "Her name's Sakura, Sakura Haruno. Known her my whole life. She was the popular type; hot, sassy, smart, fuck," Naruto cursed, shaking his head, once again conjuring the memory of his ex's beauty, the image of her before the storm resurfacing in his mind.

He let out a sigh, "She was the kind of girl every guy dreamed of, and I never thought someone like her would be interested in a fuck up like me, but..."

Naruto scoffed, scoffing at his own gullibleness, "she did. She wanted me

and I fell for it, like the baka that I am-"

"It wasn't your fault." Hinata blurted out with furrowed brows, her head shaking and causing the rabbit ears on the top of her head to wobble, her cloak and hair swaying along as well, "Y-You didn't know, you can't blame yourself for that-"

Naruto's smile was bittersweet as he gazed back at the beautiful woman before him, his heart aching, "I wish. I really wish that was true, Hinata-san, but I saw all the signs. I saw the red fucking flags and I blatantly chose to ignore them, merely so I can have her—so I could convince myself I was worthy of love and attention from someone like Sakura."

Naruto scoffed again, directing his head up toward the ceiling, "What a baka I was."

A tear trailed down his cheek, just below his mask. But he quickly wiped it away.

"So yeah, Sakura-chan became my girlfriend and I was absolutely thrilled—like on top of the fucking world thrilled." Naruto boasted in a grim tone, rattling his hands about.

"The three years I spent with her were amazing. Sakura-chan taught me many things: love, vulnerability, and just how to be a good boyfriend; a man."

He sighed, lost in his memories, "Sakura-chan was my first love, and the very first woman I had sex with, making those years truly special for me. But,"

He sniffed, shaking his head as if he's still in disbelief, "it was all a lie. She didn't love me. I was just a plaything to her, someone to pass the time with. Heh, I only know this because she said it straight to my fucking face."

More tears flowed as Naruto expressed his heartache, revealing the turmoil in his heart, "I loved her, and she left me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't convince her to stay."

He shook his head, "She broke me in ways I never thought was possible and now, I am no longer the person I once was—no longer recognizable to myself when I look in the mirror."

Naruto cursed, shrugging, "I'm fucked."

He let out a growl before he picked up his tequila shot and downed it without a second thought, gulping it down in one.

"So I say, fuck that, and fuck her."

Hinata frowned deeply, her heart aching for Naruto. Listening to his tale of betrayal and heartbreak, of being abandoned by someone he loved and cared for regardless of his feelings or actions, stirred deep sympathy within her.

He's a good man who had opened himself up to love, only to be met with heartbreak and disappointment, a punishment that he didn't deserve. No one deserves.

With his relationship now a thing of the past, his dreams shattered, and the woman he adored having left him behind, it was evident that all his kindness, his acts of chivalry, and genuineness had gone unreciprocated.

It's just not fair.

Not fair at all.

Hinata's compassion for Naruto ran deep. She yearned nothing more than to mend Naruto's wounded heart, to wipe away the sadness that weighed on him, and to offer him the intimacy he craved—a connection she, too, had been missing.

The bunny woman's breath quivered, "Oh my kami, g-gomen, Naruto-san. My heart aches for you, aches to hear the pain you must be going through. You don't deserve that," She shook her head, "you don't."

She sniffed, holding back tears, "You're a good man, Naruto-san, with a pure heart. You deserve someone who sees your worth and cherishes it. I assure you," Hinata smiled faintly, nodding, "the pain you feel will fade with time, and you'll find someone who truly appreciates you." She reassured, reaching out to gently pat his chest, just upon his broken heart.

Hinata's smile widened, causing Naruto's breath to shake.

Her smile was like a beacon of warmth, directed straight at him and only him. It made him feel seen, valued, and worthy of love.

Her gaze held a gentle intensity, as if she saw into the depths of his soul, and at that moment, Naruto knew he was in the presence of someone truly special. Hinata's smile was a gift, a reminder that he deserved happiness.

He deserved it.

Hinata's heart leaped at the sight of reassurance in Naruto's cerulean eyes, a sign that he was regaining his self-assurance and no longer allowing heartache and the events of the past to bring him down.

"You have so much love in your heart, Naruto-san, so much of it to give, and it will find its way back to you, brighter and more beautiful than ever before."

As Hinata spoke, Naruto experienced a profound sense of healing, as if his very spirit was being rejuvenated.

At that moment, he sensed Sakura's lingering presence in his mind grow distant, as if her hold on him was weakening. His heart began to mend, piece by piece, finding its way back together.

Hinata's heartfelt words acted as a soothing balm, mending the fractures within him and bringing a newfound sense of inner peace.

Naruto's eyes glistened with tears, yet a grateful smile played on his lips, a bright smile he directed at Hinata, due to her selfless act of listening and speaking the words he had for many weeks longed to hear.

He always thought it was his fault, after all—the reason Sakura left him.

He always thought he was undeserving of love.

But, that is not the case.

Naruto's smile grew bigger, in disbelief at the enchanting woman before him, "Arigatō, Hinata-san. Your words mean more to me than you could ever know. It's been rough these past few weeks, but now..."

Now it was Naruto's turn to reciprocate Hinata's earlier gesture. He gently took her hand from her lap and began to caress it with his thumb.

"You're here, and that's all I could ever wish for." He breathed out with a smile that took Hinata's breath away, deepening the rosy hue on her cheeks.

With each stroke of his thumb, Naruto's smile and his tender touch ignited a wave of joy within Hinata. She felt tingles of bliss travel down her spine, secretly relishing these subtle yet intimate moments she had so desperately yearned for.

Her lavender eyes were drawn to Naruto's thumb as it continued to trace delicate patterns across her hand; a sensation of pure bliss.

But she couldn't deny...

The feeling of Naruto's touch, the genuine warmth of his smile, and the affectionate gaze he directed her way, all from the face of someone else, snapped her back to the situation at hand.

Biting her lip, Hinata knew it was her turn to share her own tale of misfortune, a burden she wished she didn't have to carry every single day.

It was now her turn to frown.

"I-I have a husband." She blurted out without a second thought, causing Naruto to instantly put a stop to his caressing. In fact, he yanked himself away from her, his hand recoiling as if he had touched a scalding surface.

Behind his mask, his cerulean eyes grew wide, a bewildered mix of surprise and disbelief becoming evident on his face.

"Holy shit," He cursed, quickly scanning her face for confirmation. But the unmistakable presence of shame and guilt that was there left no room for doubt.

"I-I didn't expect... that."

Naruto paused, his eyebrows creasing as he replayed her words in his mind, "Wait, y-you said have..."

Once more, Naruto felt his heart shatter, his breath quickening, "You have a husband—like present tense?"

"It's not what you think!" Hinata hastily confessed, her heart aching at the weight of her secret, one she considered a significant misfortune in her life.

Naruto's eyes narrowed, but he kept silent, giving the floor for Hinata to explain herself.

He observed as she fidgeted with the ruffles of her bunny costume, her head lowered in contemplation.

Hinata's expression tightened, her lips forming a pout, "Yes, I-I am married, Naruto-san," She admitted, her voice tinged with frustration, "but to a complete asshole."

The words spilled out, a mixture of anger and pain coursing through her. She took a moment to steady her breath, her chest rising and falling unevenly.

Lifting her head to meet Naruto's gaze, Hinata's frown deepened, "His name is Toneri," She declared, the name carrying a weight of bitterness, "Toneri Otsutsuki. He's a wealthy councilman, but that's about all he's worth."

She paused, her eyes flickering with a mix of defiance and vulnerability, "Our marriage... it's been a struggle, to say the least."

Hinata's gaze turned distant, as if reluctant to go on, "Toneri, my h-husband, is a part of the National Diet, the council body of Konoha, the House of Councillors, or rather..."

Hinata cleared her throat, "Sangiin, it is called." She elaborated, providing Naruto with additional context about her husband, or rather about her marital misfortunes.

"Toneri is entrusted with the responsibility of representing the people, of working for the betterment of the community of Konoha. But all he cares about are his own ambitions. His presence in the council chamber of Sangiin is supposed to command respect, to serve the greater good. Instead, he uses it to further his own interests."

Her lavender eyes met Naruto's, their depths revealing a painful truth, "He doesn't love me. To him, I'm just a trophy wife, a status symbol he can flaunt in front of the public to gain more votes, more attention, anything he desires."

A heavy sigh escaped her lips, carrying the weight of her confinement, "Toneri expects me to be nothing more than a housewife, to obey his every command without question. He denies me the very things that bring me joy, like singing." She announced with tears brimming her eyes, "He denies my passion for singing, attempting to stifle my voice, my talents, restricting me from pursuits beyond his control."

Naruto's eyes widened in horror, his heart-shattering in his chest at Hinata's shared revelation. She was now opening his eyes to the true pain that resided inside her—that lay behind her smiling face, and passionate voice. Now he was beginning to see how she could instill such power and emotion into her singing.

Hinata harbored so much pain.

"Oh Hinata-san." He breathed out in sorrow, his fingers itching to touch her, hold her, to comfort her. But he remained put, allowing her to freely unburden her heart.

A tear traced a path down her cheek, but she quickly brushed it away, "In my husband's eyes, my presence around Konoha, singing and entertaining, would only tarnish his reputation, cast him as a man with an attention-seeking wh-whore as a wife; a wife that's forgotten her place, that's forgotten that she amounts to nothing."

Hinata's voice quivered with a mix of sadness and resignation, "And yes," Hinata added on, "Toneri provides for me, grants me everything I could possibly need or w-want. But what worth does that hold if I'm not truly happy?"

Hinata sniffed, "If I feel trapped?"

The vulnerability that resided in her eyes at that very moment laid bare the complexity of her situation, the pain of being torn between her own desires and the harsh reality of her circumstances.

Naruto's heart clenched in his chest as he listened to Hinata speak, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration, and despair.

His blonde brows furrowed in concern, his eyes filled with empathy for the woman before him. He could see the turmoil in her eyes through her mask, the pain of being trapped in a situation that seemed impossible to escape.

Every word she uttered seemed to chip away at his own sense of helplessness. It was as if he could feel her struggle deep within his own chest. He wanted to reach out and offer her a way out, to tell her that she deserved so much more than what she was enduring.

Not only that, but a rush of anger began to flare within him, aimed at Toneri, a man who seemed blind to the treasure he had in Hinata. It was infuriating to think that someone could be so callous, so indifferent to the feelings of someone as genuine and caring as her. As someone as perfect as she is.

In that instant, Naruto's protective instincts surged within him. He longed so badly to shield Hinata from all the pain she felt, to grant her the freedom from her toxic relationship, so she could seek her own happiness.

He wanted that for Hinata, strongly, he did.

And having this desire served as a powerful reminder of how deeply he had come to care for her, and how fervently he wished to witness her flourish, to see her receive the love and respect she was truly worthy of.

Perhaps it was the influence of the alcohol, or the echoes of his own past heartache that amplified such emotions, but Naruto couldn't deny them. He couldn't suppress what he felt, what had grown within him for Hinata.

His gaze never wavered as Hinata turned away, reaching for another tequila shot, "So, I-I need this..."

Her voice held a raspy edge, and with resolve, she downed the tequila, tilting her head back to drain every drop of the fiery liquid. It was a physical act of defiance, a resounding "fuck you" to Toneri and the toxic bonds of her marriage.

And Naruto watched in silence as Hinata downed her tequila shot, observing her with a mixture of concern and understanding.

Only when she had finished, and placed her tequila glass back down, did he find his body moving on its own. He reached for her, gently to grasp a hold of her chin, to touch her as he so desired.

Her skin was soft to the touch, like the petals of a delicate flower, as he gently cupped his fingers around her chin. He turned her towards him, only to be met with the sight of more tears streaming down her face, below her mask, and her lavender eyes now bloodshot, brimming with pain.

So much pain.

It was a stark realization that she, too, was hurting, just as he was. They both shared the same pain, their hearts ensnared by individuals who were undeserving of their love.

Naruto frowned as he witnessed the ceaseless flow of tears streaming down from her mask, slipping down her cheeks and down her chin. He sought to rid her of them by running his thumb across her visible cheeks, to gather such tears and wipe them away.

"Hinata-chan, listen to me," Naruto exhaled, now speaking to her with a newfound intimacy, a reflection of their deepening connection. Hinata quickly picked up on the shift, her eyes widening in response.

Naruto's brow furrowed as he spoke, "You're flawless, completely and utterly so."

The blonde's words paused as he just marveled her, letting out a passionate sigh from deep within. He shook his head, preparing to reveal his innermost confessions.

"When I initially arrived at this party, I was filled with so much anger, completely out of control due to my ex, Hinata-chan. I felt so lost, but..." He trailed off with eyes brimming with emotion, a blend of sadness and turmoil within, yet something brighter was also present.

Naruto beamed, expressing a precious smile, "when I first saw you," He gestured towards the stage in the distance with a finger, his gaze locked on hers, "when you stood up there on that stage, I knew that I was staring at true perfection, a delicacy, unlike anything I've ever seen before. Your voice saved me, Hinata-chan, you, saved me." Naruto emphasized with passion.

"You possess a talent that's uniquely yours. Something that no one can ever steal from you, not Toneri, not anyone." Naruto declared with solemnity in his voice, his features tight and stern as he poured his heart out to Hinata, to help regain the strength inside of her, to be the strength for her.

"You're here now, at this very moment, just shows how strong you are. It shows that you are not constrained to Toneri; not trapped. You hold the strength to find your own happiness even through tough times. You sing, because it sets you free. It brings you joy, and it's a part of who you are; who you've always meant to be." Naruto declared once more, gripping the front of his tux with one hand.

"I have seen it. I have felt it."

Naruto removed his hand from his chest to gently cup Hinata's right cheek, treating her like the precious masterpiece she truly is.

He smiled down at the woman before him, captivated by the beauty in his grasp, both sensing an irresistible connection that neither of them could deny.

"You deserve to be happy, Hinata-chan. You deserve to be with someone who cherishes every piece of you, who supports your dreams and passions without reservation."

Hinata gasped in relation, her heart racing with a mixture of emotions as she just took in Naruto's heartfelt words. His sincerity and unwavering support washed over her like a comforting embrace, filling her with a newfound sense of hope and belonging.

A warmth spread through her chest, dispelling the cold tendrils of despair that had gripped her heart for so long. For the first time in a while, she felt truly valued, her talents and aspirations acknowledged and celebrated.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but this time they were different. They were tears of gratitude, of relief, of a profound connection forged amid shared pain and understanding. Hinata now knew she wasn't alone in her struggles, and that knowledge alone was a balm to her wounded soul.

Naruto's voice echoed with unwavering resolve, his gaze brimming with sincerity. He went on, "I may not hold the title of a renowned councilman, or have wealth, or even have a fucking 1000 IQ level-"

His remark caused Hinata to giggle faintly, and Naruto couldn't help but laugh in response—a gentle harmony of mutual amusement shared between them.

"But," He insisted, "I'm willing to be the man who loves you for you. I'm willing to be the one who encourages you to embrace your true self—the part of you that doesn't have to hide, the part that can find happiness without resorting to sneaking behind your husband's back—the you that need not hide behind a mask..."

With a comforting touch, Naruto leaned in, extending his hands toward her mask. He watched as Hinata flinched.

Naruto smiled faintly, "It's okay, Hinata-chan. I'll remove mine as well."

At that moment, his fingers carefully sought Hinata's white mask, gently unclasping it from around her head. Simultaneously, Naruto replicated the motion, delicately removing his own mask and exposing the entirety of his face.

He lifted his fox mask from his eyes, bringing it up his face and over his head. He did the same for Hinata's mask, placing both gently on the bar's surface, fulfilling their unspoken desires to witness each other without their masks.

Once their masks fell away, and what lay behind them was revealed, the two found their hearts skipping several beats, setting their love organs into joyful acrobatics.

Furthermore, a blend of relief and mutual understanding flowed between them, creating a connection that transcended the masks they had worn and drew them ever closer together.

Hinata stared in awe, her cheeks flushing, as she observed the man before her. Naruto's remarkable blend of charm, handsomeness, and charisma not only captured her attention but also dominated her head, filling her mind with thoughts of him and him alone.

His allure sparked a surge of womanly hormones within her, setting her entire body beneath her bunny suit ablaze.

Naruto's vivid blue eyes locked onto hers with unwavering intent, their intensity striking her with full force. A grin spread across his tan face, tugging at his whisker-marked cheeks, nose, ears, and forehead. His blonde bangs, now free, brushed gently against his nose, giving him an almost fox-like appearance.

Hinata's breath seemed to abandon her, trapped in the depths of her throat as she beheld the masterpiece before her, leaving her utterly speechless.

Simultaneously, Naruto was equally stunned, his mouth agape.

At last, his long-held desire came true as he beheld the entirety of Hinata's face, a dream he had harbored ever since he first laid eyes on her.

And truly, Hinata proved to be as stunning as he had assumed her to be—a rare gem that, upon unveiling, radiated an even more captivating beauty, like a blossoming flower revealing its intricate petals in full bloom.

Moreover, Hinata oddly embodied her costume more than ever, resembling a bunny with her snow-pale skin, her little button nose, and even more captivating lavender eyes now free from her mask. Her skin radiated a healthy glow, and a crimson blush adorned her cheeks and nose—a sight that rendered her utterly adorable in Naruto's eyes.

He, too, was left speechless, captivated by the breathtaking sight before him.

Naruto let out a soft chuckle before reaching out to tenderly cupping her cheek once again, "Oh kami. You're truly beautiful, Hinata-chan," He breathed out, in awe.

"And you're truly handsome, Naruto-kun," She whispered, a sparkle in her lavender eyes as she looked up at Naruto, scanning every inch of him. She pressed her forehead against his, yearning to feel him close.

Naruto sighed softly, savoring the feel of Hinata's skin against his. It was all the encouragement he needed to continue with his heartfelt declaration.

"Hinata-chan, my sole desire is to bring happiness to you, to witness that beautiful smile on your face again and again. I'm more than willing to indulge in the passions that bring you joy, cherishing you just as you've always wished to be cherished. I aim to provide you with everything you deserve—the intimacy you've been longing for, the love you yearn for. I want to offer it all to you..."

Naruto's fingers traced her cheeks tenderly, his piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, "I want to give it all to you tonight, tomorrow, and every day after, if you'll allow me. I'll take care of you, ease your pain, and provide you with so much more, Hinata-chan."

In response to Naruto's heartfelt declaration, a wave of joy surged through Hinata, and she couldn't contain the delighted cry that escaped her. It was a sound of pure happiness resonating in the air, echoing the profound emotions she harbored deep inside. Her heart felt renewed, finally spoken to and nurtured in the way it had always needed.

She reached for Naruto's hands enthusiastically, laying them over his own that cupped her cheeks, the warmth of their connection providing a sense of comfort and assurance to them both.

"Oh Naruto-kun," She breathed, her voice filled with affection and admiration, "You should really be a poet." She teased against his lips, playfully referring to his earlier comment and once again marveling at his choice of words.

Naruto couldn't help but laugh in amusement, the sound rich and genuine, "Hell yeah, I really should, shouldn't I?" He teased back, causing the bunny woman to laugh.

Naruto's gaze lay fixed on Hinata, captivated by the sight before him.

As laughter bubbled forth from her, he watched in awe. Her pale features lit up, the glow of the bar's lights casting a soft, warm hue on her delicate complexion. Her eyes closed in sheer delight, the crinkles at the corners revealing the depth of her joy. Her mouth curved into a genuine smile, unburdened by any trace of reservation or constraint.

At that moment, Naruto couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of admiration. Hinata looked the most beautiful to him when she allowed herself to be entirely free, when she let happiness wash over her and embraced it wholeheartedly.

Her genuine expression of joy was like a beacon of light, illuminating the world around her and captivating anyone lucky enough to witness it. It was a sight he would cherish, a memory he would carry with him forever.

He smiled, caressing her cheeks, "But I meant it all, every word."

Hinata's eyes fluttered back open and she granted Naruto a bright smile, meeting his gaze with unwavering sincerity, "I know, and I appreciate every one of them. I want you too, and I want you now, Naruto-kun."

Naruto's response was swift and certain, mirroring her sentiments, "I want you too, Hinata-chan."

With that unspoken agreement, they leaned in towards each other, their lips meeting in a gentle, yet passionate kiss. It was a moment of shared desire, a culmination of the connection they had forged through their candid confessions.

At that moment, Hinata knew without a shadow of a doubt that she wanted to be with Naruto. She wanted him for tonight, for every tomorrow, and for all the days that followed. She wanted him, but not only for her sake, but for his as well.

She wanted to be the woman who healed his heartache, who never left him for another, who cherished and appreciated his love in every way possible.

Just as he longed to be her savior, she wished to be his.

Their exchange of affection was a mutual promise of salvation, a pledge to be each other's refuge in a world that had often shown them its harshest facets.

Thanks to their candid drinking game, they had bared their souls, revealing every secret, every mistake, and every misfortune that had shaped them. They had shown one another their scars, the hidden pain they carried, and the tears they had shed away from the rest of the world.

Yes, they wanted one another, more than anything.

The kiss between the two was what they needed. It felt good to them both to feel the warmth of their lips crashing against one another, the closeness of their bodies, and the affirmation of their newfound connection.

Their mouths moved with a growing urgency, a mutual desire to escape the weight of their burdens, to find solace in each other.

Their tongues danced in a fevered rhythm, slapping against the other, saliva mixed, and hands roaming. Each touch of their lips was a reassurance, a step closer for their hearts to be mended and healed, and their burdens to be completely forgotten.

If it only meant for the moment or the night, they didn't care. They just wanted it all gone.

Their moans blended together, drowning out everything else, even the boisterous party cheers, the clinking of drinks, and the blaring music.

They kissed until they couldn't kiss anymore, until all the air in their lungs ran out and their lips grew numb.

And so, reluctantly they leaned away, pressing their forehead against one another, panting with smiles on their faces.

Naruto hummed, nodding his head toward the exit of the party.

"Come on, let's get out of here." He moaned, his words laced with a suggestive undertone, alluding to something naughty and kinky—a desire that Hinata longed for more than anything.

She could practically feel her body, no, her pussy calling for Naruto, begging to be touched and catered to. Finally.

Hinata grinned, planting a few more kisses on Naruto's lips, unintentionally smudging her lipstick and leaving traces of it on his tan skin. But Naruto didn't seem to care.

"That sounds like a delightful idea," Hinata added, casting a mischievous glance toward the exit of the club room, "They never said anything about the rooms being off-limits, did they?" She rhetorically said with a sensual shrug.

Naruto laughed heartily, "Hmm, I don't think so." He declared, thoroughly entertained by the idea, "and if they did, who the fuck cares."

Hinata giggled and playfully flicked one of his fox ears on top of his head, watching it wiggle. Her gesture brought another round of laughter from the tipsy blonde.

"Naughty fox."

"Sexy bunny."

Hinata giggled, nodding her head one last time.

"Mmm, let's go have some more fun, Naruto-kun."

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Amid the Wild Masquerade's pulsating fervor, Hinata and Naruto, their hearts intimately connected and their desires aflame, chose to exit the club room, leaving the bar in their wake.

Fueled by the tequila coursing through their veins and the profound bond they had nurtured throughout the evening, they ascended the grand staircase of the expansive mansion with eager but unsteady steps.

Amusingly, they both stumbled and tripped on a few steps while going up, but each ensured to support the other, pulling them back up to their feet with cheerful laughter.

Their hands remained tightly clasped, fingers interlocked in an ardent embrace, smiles adorning their faces as they left behind the cares of the party they attended. No longer were their thoughts burdened by their misfortunes—Naruto's ex and Hinata's husband.

Now, their focus was solely on each other, driven by the intense desire to satisfy not only each other's long-held yearnings but also to undertake the task of mending each other's hearts.

The anticipation in the air was palpable, and the sparks of chemistry between them lit up their path with each step they took. Every step.

After a few more stumbles and trips, the two drunk adults reached the pinnacle of the grand staircase, and without hesitation, they hurried to the first vacant room they spotted on the floor.

Naruto's hand reached out, grasping a brass knob of a nearby door, and they burst into a random room in the party mansion—one as spacious and welcoming as it was enchanting.

The spacious room boasted high ceilings and large, ornate windows that allowed moonlight to flood in, casting ethereal glows across the space.

And upon entering the room, they wasted no time in closing the door, immersing themselves in the much-needed alone time they now have, quickly seeking each other's touch.

"Mmm, come here, my sexy bunny." Naruto murmured with a beckon of his finger, squinting his eyes sexily at the midnight blue-haired woman before him, now happy to finally have her all to himself.

Even with his mind clouded, it didn't prevent the perverted, freaky shit that occupied his thoughts, his body completely unstrained in manifesting such desires into reality now that the door was closed and he was finally all alone with the woman of his dreams.

Now, he can finally enjoy himself tonight.

And so can Hinata.

Her laughter echoed in the room as she advanced, her white cloak billowing behind her. Boldly, she stepped closer to him in those sexy high heels of hers, biting her lip with anticipation.

"Mmm, and come I shall." She purred seductively.

Naruto's eyes narrowed.

The blonde licked his lips, "Fuck yeah." He breathed, before excitedly closing the distance between them, capturing her lips with his own.

Their lips collided with a powerful force, a force so immense that it caused both of their breaths to hitch, their hearts beating perfectly in sync.

It was the second time they kissed, and it was just as heavenly as the first, evoking a substantial surge of dopamine that seized control of their already intoxicated bodies, further disorienting the two. But they didn't care.

They embraced such sensations.

They embraced each other, exchanging wholehearted kisses, without a hint of hesitation or displeasure toward the other.

No.

The kiss was authentic, filled with genuine emotions from both sides, making it absolutely epic for them both—a kiss that was undeniably life-changing.

Their kiss was truly an electric exchange, a fervent meeting of souls that spoke volumes in silence.

Hinata's nimble fingers deftly navigated through Naruto's tousled hair, their softness and precision sending delightful shivers down his spine. Her touch conveyed a silent urgency, encouraging him to draw nearer with each tender stroke.

Simultaneously, Naruto's hands embarked on an exploratory journey across Hinata's own body.

They traced the subtle contours of her form, mapping the graceful rise and fall of her waist, the gentle curves of her hips, and the elegant sweep of her back. With each caress, he unraveled the intricacies of the physique she hid underneath her costume, guided by her subtle moans and sighs that encouraged him to continue. 

His fingertips painted a portrait of her, illustrating the profound admiration he held for her, one touch at a time.

Both Naruto and Hinata were driven by an unquenchable desire to explore every inch of each other's bodies, a fervent longing to rediscover and enliven the neglected regions of them, fueled by the ecstasy of their intimate touch.

Their mutual yearning spurred them to embark on a frenzied journey of discovery, their hands in a fervent rush to map the uncharted territories that held the secrets of their passion.

But as their hands moved about, their lips and heads certainly did too.

Their passionate kiss escalated with an intense exchange of fervor. Their heads moved wildly, back and forth, seeking to deepen their kiss, while their lips pressed ardently together, creating a fiery fusion of warmth.

Their mouths hung open, inviting their tongues to delve inside and entwine, savoring the lingering taste of tequila on each other's palates. Saliva trickled down their chins as they playfully flicked, caressed, and swirled their sopping wet tongues together in a tantalizing game.

Unrestrained moans escaped their lips as they indulged in the passionate exchange, embracing the intimacy of French kissing and succumbing to their desires.

They were insatiable, driven by their unquenchable desire, and now that they finally had each other, nothing else mattered in the world.

Nothing else.

They continued to kiss like it was their last, their messy lips locked together as if in an endless embrace.

But eventually, the need for air overpowered even their longing.

With breathless urgency, they separated, a delicate gossamer strand of saliva briefly linking them before snapping. Their chests rose and fell, evidence of the intensity of their passionate kiss.

"Mmm," Naruto breathed against Hinata's lips, his hands roaming along her hips, just over her silk cloak, "your lips taste fucking divine, cottontail."

"Kissing you isn't half bad either," Hinata breathed back, "makes my pussy all tingly."

Naruto chuckled, his hands gently caressing her backside in circular motions. "Oh, sweetheart, just you wait. I'll do more than make that pussy of yours tingle." He declared with a sensually narrowed gaze, "I promise to ensure that every part of you is completely satisfied tonight, Hinata-chan. Don't worry; I'll gladly do what your lame ass husband refuses."

Hinata giggled, her cheeks flushed, thoroughly enjoying Naruto's dominant suggestion, "Mmm, yes, I love that Naruto-kun. Tell me. Tell me all that you desire to do that my husband cannot," She bit her lip, swaying her hips within his hold, "Tell me what you want to do to my body, mmm, to my pussy, hm."

Naruto tilted his head, his blonde locks cascading in response. He extended his hands downward, sliding them beneath her cloak to firmly grasp the voluptuous masterpiece she kept concealed.

Hinata gasped.

Naruto hummed, tightly groping her ass, running his hands over her small cotton bunny tail, "Mmm, oh baby, you wanna know what I want to do to your body?" He moaned seductively, "to that pussy of yours?"

Hinata leaned in closer, capturing his bottom lip in her mouth. Tugging on it with her teeth, she leaned back, allowing it to slip from her grasp with a bounce.

"Yes, tell me, Naruto-kun."

"I'm gonna touch that pussy." Naruto breathed upon the cheeks of the bunny woman before him, watching as her lavender eyes fluttered in response, his words only making her pussy tingle more and more.

"Lick that pussy."

Again, Hinata's pussy tingled. In fact, it throbbed.

"Fuck that pussy.

Her entire body shuddered in need upon hearing such words, her hands subconsciously gripping Naruto tighter, not wanting to let him go.

Naruto smirked, "And I'll make that pussy cum so many times, until it yearns for me and only me, until it's no longer capable of being satisfied by another man."

"Oh?" Hinata's breath quivered, her hooded lavender eyes fixated on the massive bulge that strained against his tuxedo pants, nestled between his thighs.

She hummed in delight, then slid her hand down to cup him through his slacks, offering further encouragement for him to follow through with his promises.

Naruto hissed, his dick erect and now twitching within Hinata's hold.

"Mm, I can say the same to you, Naruto-kun." She whispered seductively by his ear, her voice soft but laced with desire, "After I'm done with you," Hinata used her other hand to press her finger against his chest, just against his tux. She breathed against his lips, keeping hers ever so close to his own, "you wouldn't think twice about your ex. Only me."

Naruto licked his lips upon such a proposal, absolutely loving that. Even his erect friend, bulging against his pants did, as well.

He nodded, keeping his sexy smirk.

"Mmm, sounds like a deal to me, baby."

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Minutes drifted away, and the random room in the party mansion Naruto and Hinata now shared resonated with the symphony of moans as the two finally surrendered to one other, embracing the opportunity of intimacy they had long desired.

Their moans and groans echoed uninhibited, indifferent to the world outside the walls of the expansive bed chamber that enveloped them. The passionate sounds they made created a rhythmic melody that seemed to resonate throughout the entire room, as if shaking its very foundations.

Their Halloween costumes, once purposely worn, now lay discarded, scattered across the floor in a path leading to the bed, their original significance completely thrown out of the window.

Now, their bodies were entirely bare, revealing the remaining secrets they had kept hidden, placing everything on the table for the both to behold.

The profusive noise from the ongoing party was now muted, the closed door of the room they shared acting as a barrier between the outside world and the intimate space they occupied.

Here, the two dedicated some much-needed time to each other and only to each other, exploring the depths of passion and delving into the carnal desires that had lingered in their minds during countless solitary nights.

Now, in each other's company, they could finally bring such fantasies to life.

Now, they could finally be fulfilled in ways they could only dream of before.

The space quickly transformed into a sanctuary for their most intimate thoughts and yearnings. Immersed in the warmth of each other's bodies, the atmosphere became charged with a potent blend of arousal and immense excitement.

Every touch, every whispered word, and every shared glance spoke of a profound connection that transcended the physical act unfolding between them.

In the dimly lit room, shadows danced on the walls, mirroring the passionate entanglement of two souls unapologetically exploring the depths of intimacy for their own sakes.

Now, positioned in the 69 position, Naruto lay upright on the bed, nestled against the pillows, while Hinata lay in a reversed position on top of him, facing the end of the bed and offering him unrestricted access to her backside.

Hinata firmly grasped Naruto's thick and throbbing cock, guiding her head in a rhythmic motion, skillfully moving up and down to suck every inch of him.

She sucked Naruto's cock with a sense of urgency, with a sense of need, as if her very life depended on it. The white bunny ears that were intentionally kept on her head moved in sync with the rhythmic thrusts of her head, steadily bouncing around.

The repeated gags from her were like a pleasant melody for Naruto's ears. The coating of his cock with her saliva, the warmth of her mouth, and the tightness of her throat muscles were all the toppings to the cake for Naruto, just what the goddamn doctor ordered.

Naruto completely lost himself in the moment. Indulging in every pleasurable sensation that surfaces within, those very sensations that made him feel alive again; that made him feel normal.

He clung desperately to such sensations because, for a moment, he genuinely forgot the remarkable intensity of intimacy after months of being entirely denied of it by his ex and then going weeks without obtaining it at all.

It felt like heaven to Naruto, like the big white gates had opened for him as he finally was granted the kind of attention and devotion he had been craving.

He was like a starved man finally getting his hands on food after a prolonged period of deprivation. Finally, getting his needs tended to.

And despite the forbidden nature of his time spent with Hinata, the forbidden pleasure he indulged in at this very moment, and the forbidden act they were committing...

He loved every single ounce of it.

And Hinata did too.

She gave him her all, putting her entire back into it.

Each time Hinata went the extra mile, shimming her head further down his cock, Naruto's head would whip back, showcasing her remarkable skill in effortlessly taking him down her throat without hesitation or fear.

Hinata gulped him down eagerly, relishing in the act of gagging on his thick meat rod as it touched her uvula at the back of her throat. Those pretty long lashes of hers fluttered like a butterfly's wings in response, her lavender eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Her thick saliva steadily dripped from her gaping mouth, trailing down all nine inches of him, ultimately reaching his pelvis and creating quite the messy spectacle; one the two enjoyed. She used her hands too, stroking him at the base to synchronize with her lips moving down, prompting him to spasm intensely.

"Ahh fuck!" Naruto exclaimed in glee, his toes curling against the wrinkled sheets.

The bunny woman hummed, lifting her head, but as she did so, she trailed her tongue along his shaft, gliding over its veiny contours, "Mmm, you taste so delicious, baby." She complemented with a pop of her lips.

"Your ex is really missing out." She teased, licking her lips.

However, a deep moan escaped from her when she felt Naruto's lips move against her down below, engaged in a makeout session with her pussy. His thumbs parted her pink pussy lips wide, granting himself full access, and only then did he use his tongue to suck on every inch of her within reach.

Leaning back, he applied a wad of saliva by spitting all over her tight opening, running his thumb across the slit, "Mmm, heh, her fucking loss." Naruto snorted, "I'm all for you now, baby."

Hinata giggled, "Mmm, that's right." She turned her head over her shoulder, observing Naruto as he immersed in the world revealed by her spread ass cheeks, with only his fox ears and blonde hair visible.

She giggled again, wiggling her ass cheeks in his grasp, "Oh? Enjoying the view down there, my love?"

"Oh hell yeah." Naruto was quick to answer, using his thick fingers to grope her ass cheeks, molding the creamy flesh in his hands. He even gave them a gentle shake, observing as her cheeks jiggled back in his face, offering a delightful greeting.

He cursed, his head falling back on the pillows in awe, "Holy shit, I still can't believe all this ass is for me. You really know how to make a man's night, Hinata-chan."

"Oh, don't get excited just yet, Naruto-kun," Hinata teased with another giggle, tossing her dark blue hair over her shoulder as she bent down again, arching her pelvis. She grasped the base of Naruto's dick again and gave his mushroom tip a lick.

"Mmm, just wait until you see what else I have in store."

It was only then, did Hinata plop his dick back inside her mouth, just as Naruto leaned forward and swiped his tongue along her sopping wet core.

Her pussy lips quivered under the influence of his powerful tongue, licking and lapping every inch of the delicacy between her thighs. With just the tender touch of his tongue, such sensations quickly rendered her pussy more and more sensitive, as it was unaccustomed to the unique attention his tongue was lavishing upon it. Not accustomed to being touched by another for such a long time.

At that moment, Naruto made a promise to himself: to take his time with Hinata, explore every inch of her beautiful body, and fuck his bunny woman as long as he pleased.

Indeed, he was going to enjoy himself. He was going to enjoy the night just as his friends had encouraged him to.

The blonde man emitted low groans, sensing the sensitive tip of his member ensconced within the tight muscles of Hinata's throat.

With every bob of her head, those muscles clenched around him more firmly, the intense warmth of her mouth completely engulfing him, making him feel as though he was floating, floating in mid-air.

Simultaneously, his member responded happily, twitching with pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the skilled technique of the blowjob Hinata was so graciously giving him.

Who knew that the mouth of Hinata was not only capable of singing miracles, but also could give impressive blowjobs.

Hinata once more was blowing Naruto's mind.

She went above and beyond for him, ensuring to uphold her promise and imprinting herself deeply into Naruto's mind, no, his soul. She wished not to leave any of him untouched; to claim every inch of him as her own.

Hinata skillfully traced her slippery tongue across his engorged tip, lapping at it, before moving her head downward to suck and lick along the shaft of his member.

Eventually, she descended further, teasing his testicles by using nothing but her lips to pull and pinch at the taut flesh. She even extended her hands forward to run her manicured fingers up and down his toned legs, providing him with additional sensations that truly transported the fox man to an entirely different world.

Stars covered his vision, his body seemingly weighed down by concrete bricks to the bed, completely numbed. Naruto felt himself begin to succumb entirely to the exquisite sensations that Hinata was gracing him, causing spasms to ripple through his entire being.

At times, he would have to pause his own ministrations, to moan out, only to dive back inside Hinata's glorious core with a motivation to up the ante, to rock her world as well.

They were engaged in a pleasure battle, striving to see who could bring the other to cum first, mutually bestowing upon each other the long-desired pleasure they both craved.

Naruto gave his all, ensuring not a single part of Hinata's intimate area escaped the touch of his tongue. Holding her open, he sucked her dry, delving his tongue deep within her pussy, barging in between her inner walls.

He tongue fucked her with a simple bob of his head, fucking her until those legs of hers shook.

Now, it was her turn to grow distracted from her task of cocksucking, prompting her to momentarily pause her own actions and release squeals of pleasure.

"Fuck, oh yes! Naruto-kun, I love that!"

"Mmm, you do?" Naruto slammed his hands against her ass, startling the bunny woman and causing her to jump, whimpering.

"Tell me, what do you love, Hinata-chan?"

"I love it when you fuck me with your tongue. I love it when you slither your tongue deep inside of me!"

"You're such a naughty little bunny, cottontail," He growled, delivering another harsh slap to her asscheeks, relishing in her restrained moans and the graceful arch of her body in response.

He snickered, "You like it when I do this, eh?"

It was at that moment, that Naruto stuck out his tongue again, curling it at the ends. He leaned forward, using his extended tongue as a miniature dick to explore Hinata's quivering entrance, slipping it back into her warmth.

However, the moment he did, as soon as he delved his tongue deep inside her and experienced firsthand the sensation of her inner walls tightly gripping his appendage—he was met with a mouth full of cum.

Hinata let out a squeal as she came, marking that as her first time tonight. Her body convulsed and trembled, much like in response to the relentless cold wind outside, contorting and writhing on top of him.

But Naruto never stopped his actions. He kept at it.

Now with his tongue deep inside her, he bobbed his head back and forth to maneuver his tongue in and out of her opening, to give that sweet hole of hers a sample of what he planned to do to it later.

Closing his eyes, he surrendered to the heavenly sounds of Hinata's cries, which both soothed his mind and stirred his soul, compelling him to persist in his actions to elicit more of those blissful sounds of hers.

"Yes! Yes! Please, make me cum again, please, Naruto-kun!"

Hinata let out desperate screams, her eyes rolling back as she sensed his slick tongue glide deep within her. It penetrated her so deeply that she felt her stomach tingle, each lick to her inner core seemingly adding more knots to her stomach. She couldn't resist the spasms that coursed through her body, reaching down to her toes, and causing them to curl beside his torso.

She drew her hands backward, guiding them over Naruto's on her buttocks, ensuring her cheeks remained nice and spread for him. Simultaneously, she lowered her head, taking his cock back into her mouth once again.

However, this time, she only took the tip of him into her mouth, expertly sucking him off without using her hands. She accelerated the pace of her head movements, moving up and down, making sure her tongue gave that sensitive part of him special treatment. Her tongue traced a sinuous path all around the mushroom curve of his tip, licking him as if she would an ice cream cone.

With delight, Hinata observed as Naruto's thighs began to tremble, and his moans intensified, resonating deeply within her core and eliciting a muffled squeal from her.

Amid a tongue-thrust, Naruto found himself moaning, bringing his head back, "Oh, yes, that's how you suck a cock, baby." He praised her.

"You're so good at that, Hinata-chan. Heh, you're just full of surprises, cottontail, goddamn."

Hinata groaned with pleasure, the sound vibrating around his cock, acting like a massager that resonated through every inch of his member. It nearly pushed him to the brink, the knot deep inside his gut tightening enough to make his breath hitch.

Naruto tilted his head around the delectable ass before him, stealing glimpses of Hinata as she sucked him off. She moved her head up and down like a piston in overdrive, exerting pressure with her lips around his tip, eagerly drawing out his precum.

Naruto whined, his toes curling against the bed once more, "Holy shit! That's right, baby, make me cum. Suck that cock, just like that, and make me cum."

Deep, desperate moans began to burst from deep within his chest, growing increasingly needy.

As Hinata skillfully brought him closer to a climax, Naruto found himself squirming more wildly on the bed, unable to keep still.

His own act of pleasuring Hinata was momentarily halted, but he did resort to rushing his thumb back and forth across her clitoris, setting her nerves ablaze and granting her tingly pleasures.

To his surprise, even that simple gesture led her to cum, her love juices squirting all over him for the second time.

"Oh Naruto-kun!!"

Hinata repeatedly screamed out his name, and not once, did her husband ever cross her mind to occupy her thoughts.

No.

Only Naruto.

Never had a man brought her to cum so quickly, let alone make her reach it twice in a row, back to back. She was not just impressed but fucking starstruck, motivating her to reciprocate and grant Naruto the same favor with all her effort.

She sucked and sucked Naruto's cock, as if trying to draw his very soul from him. And at the culmination of her efforts, she too was met with a mouthful of cum.

Naruto released a loud, strained moan, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as the knot inside his stomach reached an unbearable intensity. It was only then, he finally climaxed for the first time, releasing his load deep into Hinata's mouth, beyond her extended tongue, and down her esophagus.

Hinata remained steady for him, even granting his shaft additional licks of encouragement as he emptied the rest of his load deep inside her mouth, cumming after the glorious blowjob she had just given him.

It was enough to make him rejoice. It was precisely that which prompted the ultimate question to pop up in his mind: how the hell did he manage to get so lucky and pull this off—sleep with the guest of honor at a party he initially had no desire to attend?

'How the fuck-?' His drunken mind couldn't even complete the thought, especially with all the temptation in the air, captivating his attention and serving as the remedy he needed to nurse him back to health.

Naruto came and came, unleashing the mega load, and all of it went down Hinata's throat, who was beginning to struggle to contain it all.

The thick hot substance bundled in her mouth, pushing against her open lips, before ultimately slipping from the confines and running down her chin. But even still, she remained put, allowing Naruto to release every drop of his sperm deep within her throat, only moving her head when he was done.

But by that point, she was quite messy.

Hinata emitted a muffled moan, turning her head to cast a glance at Naruto over her shoulder. However, what Naruto witnessed through the haziness of his eyes was quite amusing—a sight he just couldn't miss.

Hinata's adorable cheeks were now puffed, the inside of her mouth filled with his cum. She couldn't talk, only emitting muffled groans that were quite unintelligible.

Naruto couldn't stifle his laughter, prompting a frustrated groan and eye-roll from Hinata. His husky laughs echoed through the room, finding the sight of Hinata attempting and failing to consume all of his cum funnier than he had anticipated.

Damn, he came a lot.

He playfully pouted, "Aww, now isn't that cute? You look just like an adorable bunny, baby, so goddamn fitting, wouldn't you say?" Naruto teased, raising one finger to beckon her over.

"Come to me, Hinata-chan," The blonde commanded, an order that Hinata didn't hesitate to obey.

She gave him a nod, before turning her body over with a twist, bringing her legs away from Naruto's own to face him. But upon doing so, Naruto was granted an even bigger surprise.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter once more.

At that moment, he observed that Hinata not only had her mouth filled with his cum but also, it dripped down her chin, covering the entirety of her bouncing breasts, cascading over those fair mounds of hers like a honey glaze.

It was an amusing sight, but one indeed, got him going again.

Naruto felt his dick twitch.

Naruto shifted his body into a seated position with a push, accompanied by the creak of the bed. But, his eyes never left his sexy bunny. He watched her closely as she repositioned herself along the bed and moved closer to him, just as he had ordered.

Hinata emitted a groan as she crawled forward, gradually approaching Naruto until she was positioned directly in front of him, kneeling and bent over. Her gaze was fixed solely on him, offering him her undivided attention, and in return, Naruto offered her his.

The blonde smiled, racing his blue eyes across the woman's bulging cheeks, and rosy face, taking in her sullied form entirely. He cursed, "Fuck, you look so beautiful with my cum all over you." He breathed before giving her a nod.

"Open your mouth for me, baby."

It was a subtle gesture but one that truly met with an astounding effect. The moment Hinata complied, opening her mouth, a torrent of his white jizz flowed out in a tantalizing stream, cascading down her chin and all over her chest.

Naruto released a groan, captivated by Hinata's sensual look—bent over on her knees, lavender eyes hooded, tongue extended, and her hourglass figure covered entirely with his cum.

The blonde groaned.

Yeah, he's gotta be dreaming.

The sight unfolding before him embodied all his desires and needs in one, acting as a remedy for the heartache from his past, his struggles with depression, and even the poignant memory of Sakura.

Hinata had effortlessly erased every lingering negative emotion that once made a home in his body, leaving him back and better than ever before.

Now, all he wanted was to express his gratitude to her, to do all he could to repay her for all she's done for him tonight.

The blonde tilted his head, biting his lip, "Yes, that's it, baby. Let it out just like that. I want to see how much of my cum is left inside that tight throat of yours." The blonde groaned out lewdly, with sexy narrowed eyes.

"Heh, I gotta say, I enjoyed that—having you suck my cock. You really blew my mind, baby, damn." Naruto drunkenly admitted, punctuated by an amused snort.

Hinata giggled in response, quite pleased to say the least.

That was the assurance she sought to confirm that she had performed her job well.

She ran her tongue quite sensually across her lips, to savor Naruto's salty cum upon them. Naruto watched the gesture closely, releasing a moan in response.

"Mmm, no need to thank me, baby. I could tell from how much you came." Hinata responded with a teasing grin.

She directed her gaze downward, examining the warm essence that covered her breasts and nipples. Playfully, she gave them a wiggle, observing as her voluptuous mounds jiggled back and forth, swaying energetically in the air.

"You must've been so backed up."

"Oh baby, you have no idea." He pulled his hand down to cup his twitching cock, giving it a few pumps, "Heh, I have plenty more where that came from." Naruto hissed, which sent tingles all over Hinata's body, only to resonate between her thighs.

She wiggled her ass, batting her eyes at him, "Ooh, yes, I want it all. I want all your cum, Naruto-kun."

"Mmm, and all yours it will be, baby."

Naruto let out a snicker before his eyes shifted down to her swaying breasts, eyeing the large amount of cum that was spread across them. His white jizz practically shone in the dimmed light, drizzled across her skin in squiggly lines.

A gasp slipped his lips.

He just got an idea.

He smirked, before nodding toward her chest, "Heh, just got an idea, baby. An awesome one."

"Hm?"

"I got just the thing to make those tits even more irresistible."

Naruto put up a tipsy smirk before pushing his body forward, extending one finger. Hinata watched as he gently placed that finger along her breasts, which she gave an enticing wiggle for Naruto as a playful gesture.

They both laughed in response.

But it was only then that Naruto carried out his plan, moving his finger and tracing lines through the white cum that marked Hinata's breasts. He traced up, down, and all around, before ending it off, with a circular motion across her tits, ending his phrase.

Hinata hummed, tilting her head down to observe Naruto as he traced letters on her breasts, forming the word "Naruto," in the end.

Naruto chuckled drunkenly at the sight of his name etched across her chest, written in his cum, and proudly displayed in the dim light. He snorted playfully, "Mmm, that's right, you're all mine, cottontail."

"Mmm, so these are your tits, huh?" Hinata giggled before wiggling them once more.

Naruto groaned, "Hell yeah, they are. Not your husband's—they're all mine."

"Mmm, that sounds delightful. In that case..." Hinata nodded towards the direction behind her, raising an eyebrow, "if my breasts belong to you, then that dick of yours belongs to me."

She hummed, tilting her head, "Not your ex's or anyone else's. Only mine." Hinata declared with a sensual nod, staking her claim on Naruto just as he claimed her.

And at that moment, Naruto experienced a warmth spreading throughout his entire body, originating from his chest. He had never known that being claimed by another could feel so damn good, proudly acknowledged as belonging to someone else, exclusively and wholeheartedly meant.

He truly felt his heart flutter. And oh, his dick did too.

Can't forget about that.

Naruto hummed, bringing his hand forward to caress her chin, running his fingers across her jawline, and into the smeared mess that was left on her skin.

He smirked, "Hell yeah, I'm all yours."

It was at that moment he leaned in for another sloppy kiss, relishing the opportunity to taste himself on her tongue—a blend of salty, spicy, and tasteless mix of cum, saliva, and tequila, heightened by the warmth of Hinata's mouth and tongue, igniting a fiery sensation throughout his entire being.

He also granted her the privilege of savoring her own sweet, tangy essence, causing a shiver to run up her spine as she lapped it up from his tongue.

Once again, Naruto was convinced that kissing Hinata brought on one of the best feelings in the world, unlike anything he's ever experienced. And he knew, fucking her would be just as enjoyable, if not more.

Their kiss this go-round was short, for they pulled back after a few seconds, pulling back with a plop not without Naruto leaning forward. He guided his lips up to her right ear, breathing his warm breath inside it.

Hinata moaned.

He beamed, nodding his head back down, "Now, come, my sexy bunny. Come and hop on this dick." He moaned hotly, "I think it's finally time to show me what ya got, eh? You up for another performance?" He demanded with a playful grin, beckoning her over provocatively. His choice of words was explicit yet creatively delivered, enough to paint Hinata's entire face red.

But, Naruto didn't have to tell her twice.

Hinata's face beamed in joy, "Oh baby, I'm always ready for a performance, but this one, is a private one, for you and only you."

"Oh what a special man I am." He beamed, as if a kid getting a treat instead of a trick on Halloween. He beckoned her once more.

"That's it, come, and let me give you that good dick you've been missing."

And just like the bunny Hinata masqueraded, she hopped onto Naruto, swinging her legs over him to settle her bottom on his lap. One hand circled around his neck, and she used her legs for balance as she positioned herself on top of him.

Maintaining eye contact with his blue eyes, she moved one hand downward, firmly cupping his shaft. At that moment, without hesitation, she excitedly guided his tip inside her, savoring the sensation of being filled by a dick after so long.

But as soon as she felt the entry of something hard, hot, and thick flood past her opening—a presence larger than what she was accustomed to—an assload of sensations flooded her: a sense of fullness, immense pleasure, and warmth. It all was too much, and once again...

She came.

Everything was a blur to her, a technicolor dream where her every emotion, her every sense was a mystery, phasing together to become a whole new sensation, one that rocked her body tenfold.

Hinata screamed out, her thighs shaking as she struggled to obtain her balance, to keep herself from collapsing on top of Naruto. She clung to his shoulders for dear life, while he surged forward to grasp her waist, providing support and keeping her upright.

"Woah there, cottontail," Naruto exclaimed with a chuckle, his fox ears drooping on his head.

"Did you just cum again?" He questioned in shock, precisely sensing the immense amount of liquids flooding all over his cock the second they connected.

His spiky blonde hair fell to cover his eyes as he looked up at her, a truly adorable sight for Hinata. The panting woman worked to steady herself, attempting to recover from the wave of emotions that had rushed forward and slammed into her just moments ago, leaving her feeling wobbly and tingly all over.

Hinata emitted a slight giggle before extending one of her hands to gently swipe her fingertips across Naruto's face, brushing his bangs aside so she could see every detail of him.

She then slid her hand down, to cup his cheek.

Hinata gave him a sheepish nod, "Yes, g-gomen, it just felt s-so good to finally be connected with you-"

"Oh baby, there's no need for that," Naruto shook his head. "Don't apologize for feeling good. You can cum as much as you like, and each time you do..." He leaned forward, tracing his lips along her neck, eliciting a blissful moan. "...it'll only make me happier."

"N-Naruto-kun," Hinata moaned, loving the sound of that and the additional tingling sensations that cascaded down her entire body from Naruto's kisses. He showered her neck with many, ensuring to take his time and lavish each spot with attention and care.

He even left hickeys, marking her as he pressed his lips firmly against her skin, creating a trail of red love bites along her clavicle, the slender curve of her neck, and even over her pulse.

Naruto patiently waited for her to acclimate to his girth, allowing her to finally embrace the intimacy she deserved, right at her fingertips and under her control.

It was simply the entrance of Naruto's cock into her that led Hinata to climax which was enough to reveal the intense state she was in.

She has been longing for it for so long, and now in a desperate need for cock, specifically Naruto's cock, and throughout the night, he has consistently provided exactly what she desired. More than her husband could ever claim.

Hinata released a delightful hum, savoring the sensation of fullness from Naruto's cock staying still inside her. She refrained from moving her hips for the moment, simply cherishing the moment, cherishing the sensation of finally being intimately connected with Naruto for the first time tonight. That alone brought her immense happiness, but she was aware that moving would only amplify this joy, for both of them.

Hinata smiled down at Naruto, before leaning down to plant a kiss on his cheek, just over the whiskered marks that grazed them. And she watched as he raised his head from her neck in response, meeting her gaze and showering her with his full attention. Those gorgeous bright blue eyes of hers fixed upon her entirely, elevating her up on the center stage—a position she wished never to leave.

Running her fingers gently through Naruto's hair, entwining them in his blonde strands, Hinata's smile widened, "Arigato, Naruto-kun. For this," She breathed, nodding towards their connected pelvises. Her smile intensified, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"For everything."

At that moment, Hinata's vulnerability became palpable, etched on her face as she gazed into Naruto's eyes with unwavering sincerity. The look in her eyes was an open book of appreciation, recognition, and a profound acknowledgment of his every action, every word, and every display of affection throughout the night.

At that moment, her lavender eyes gleamed and twinkled, revealing the depth of her newfound feelings. She thanked him not just with words but with a silent language that spoke volumes—appreciation for his care for her wounds, recognition of his efforts, and a genuine acknowledgment of the light he shone on her dark, lonely world, and the unconditional love he bestowed upon her broken heart.

The love he expressed tonight was the salvation she craved, rescuing her from the profound darkness that enveloped her life as she lived it with Toneri. With him, her life was only marked by confinement, seclusion, and a prohibition from experiencing true love and care.

Yet, the time spent alone with Naruto compensated for all those lost moments, ushering in a happiness she had never imagined, unaware that such profound joy could ever be experienced.

Naruto felt the exact same.

For him, time seemed to stand still. Hinata's unwavering gaze touched him at his core, freezing him in place. His mouth hung open, suspended in a silent gasp, as he became captivated by the sincerity and devotion emanating from her eyes. In that frozen moment, he felt seen and understood in a way he had never experienced before, not even in the eyes of his ex, Sakura.

In that frozen moment, Naruto felt regarded, cherished, and genuinely loved. It was a profound revelation, fulfilling his long-standing desire for reciprocation and validation of the powerful emotions he harbored. Hinata's gaze transformed his world, making him feel truly seen and valued, vanishing away any sorrow or heartache that was left that still marred his heart.

It was a realization that left Naruto overwhelmed, grateful, and content with the knowledge that he was loved exactly as he had always wished for.

It brought the blonde man close to tears, sobbing softly in the warmth of happiness as he encircled Hinata's backside with his arms, cradling her intimately.

"Oh, Hinata-chan, I thank you and welcome you. I welcome you for everything," Naruto whispered in awe, biting his lip to stave off tears as he looked up at the beautiful woman in his arms.

"You are singularly everything I've ever wanted and more. I am glad," Naruto sniffed, drawing her even closer, "I am glad I met you, Hinata-chan."

Hinata responded with a wide, radiant smile, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tightly, "Oh, Naruto-kun, you are the man I've always closed my eyes and dreamed of attaining. You are my everything, and I too, am glad I met you, Naruto-kun."

"So glad," They breathed in unison against each other's lips, their breaths intertwining.

And it was in that moment, as their hearts connected and embraced, the two held each other tightly, beginning to fulfill their shared desires.

They began to finally move.

They started slow at first, with Hinata taking the lead, and Naruto reciprocating, bringing his hips crashing against her own.

He held her close around the waist, and brought her pelvis against his own, so their flesh could crash in harmony, and initiated his cock to grant her a deep plunge, causing a blossoming of pleasure to form.

Hinata threw her head back and mewled as she felt the dick inside her treat her walls with care, slithering in and out and leaving no part of her unnoticed or untouched.

Naruto's cock filled her up to the brim, pistoning in and out after every rock of their hips, marking every part of her. It was a sense of fullness she grew addicted to, a sense of warmth, that bloomed deep in her gut.

It wasn't long before those hips of hers increased, and Naruto followed suit. He shifted his legs up along the bed, bending them at the knee to grant her arms to move back and seek them. She placed her hands on his knees and rolled her pelvis against his own, with a ripple of their bodies.

Naruto moaned as their flesh collided with a thud, his cock disappearing and reappearing as it sought her wet snatch, diving deep inside of her tight, wet caverns, where it wished never to leave.

He groaned, "Fuck, that feels so good. Your pussy feels so good to my cock, Hinata-chan." Naruto hissed, moaning out as Hinata's inner walls responded to his words by clenching tight around him, gripping him with a desperate need.

"You're gonna make me c-cum again, baby." Naruto groaned with clenched teeth.

"Oh Naruto-kun," Hinata moaned out," you make me feel good too. Your cock," Her eyes rolled, her words cut off once more, "feels so good, so deep inside me, shi-shit!"

Naruto groaned, "Mmm, that's it. Show me how much you need my cock, Hinata-chan. Show me."

And she did.

It was at that moment, Hinata changed paces and soon after, she began to practically bounce on top of him, moving up and down, energetically riding his cock with fervor.

She reached for his shoulders once more, gripping them tightly as she skillfully guided her petite pelvis downward to meet Naruto's own in motion. Their pelvises collided halfway with a thud, generating a powerful impact that sent ripples throughout their entire bodies.

Hinata emitted squeals as she vigorously propelled her body up and down, her breasts wobbling to and fro, striking her upper torso.

In unbridled ecstasy, she flung her head about, surrendering to the pleasure, causing her midnight blue hair to sway through the air, at times even smacking against Naruto's face.

However, he paid no mind.

He observed Hinata as she lowered her hips with the full force of her entire body, supported by the strength of her legs, enveloping his entire cock in one swift motion. But it was action alone that caused her stomach to bulge, intensifying the knot that lay deep inside her. Naruto's previous words served as motivation for her to go all the way, prompting her to fuck him as if there were no tomorrow.

Each thrust brought incredible pleasure to both, pushing them ever closer to that pleasure peak, leaving them yearning and addicted, desiring more and more.

So they continued. Again. And again. And again.

Their moans escalated in no time, rattling against the walls, as well as the creak of the bed which now cried out from their needy banging, their flesh slapping against one another every time a downward thrust was initiated.

With every thrust of her hips, as Hinata descended to engulf Naruto's cock, it was a tangible expression of defiance, a personal "fuck you" to her husband, Toneri.

In that moment, hell, forever in her heart, she cast him aside. She no longer felt compelled to regard Toneri, to search for some sliver of love in her heart for a man like him, to feel trapped and lonely on his account.

No, not anymore.

At that moment, Hinata vowed that she would no longer put her happiness on hold for Toneri, that she would finally attend to her own needs and fully immerse herself in the embrace of the man now holding her in his arms.

She indulged herself in Naruto, and Naruto did the same.

With each instance of Hinata's pussy enveloping his cock, encasing him like a sandwich, he was sent to paradise—a realm where the burdens of his past, the weight of his thoughts, and the troubles with his ex, Sakura, all dissipated in an instant.

All his pain and sorrow vanished the very first moment he locked eyes with Hinata, and even now so, as he cradled her in his arms, plunged his cock inside her, and kissed her lips.

His pain was completely eradicated, just as he had fervently wished for.

And now, his wish has been granted, all thanks to Hinata.

The night held a special significance for both of them, marking not an end but merely the beginning.

It was the commencement of an entire night devoted to the intimacy they had long yearned for—a forbidden pleasure they discovered in each other.

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Time seemed to lose its meaning as Naruto and Hinata created their own party, within the confines of the room they shared, shielded by closed doors and isolated from the troubles outside.

The two went at it like there was no tomorrow.

They up the ante as the night progressed, exploring every corner of the room, fucking and banging as if sex had been a foreign concept to them until that very moment.

They traversed every inch of the bed, pulling and pushing each other into various positions to convey the depth of their need for one another.

The two fucked on the floor, on the dressers around the room, against the wall, and even in front of the windows.

They embraced a standing doggy position before the tall encased windows, where Naruto granted Hinata the luxury of rediscovering the joy of intimacy, reveling in the sensation of feeling good in the arms of another—feeling cherished in the arms of a man who cared immensely for her.

And wholeheartedly, Hinata embraced Naruto in return, taking pleasure in everything he did, holding nothing back. She came and came and came some more, savoring every moment, crying out Naruto's name and relishing the sound of him calling hers.

The night belonged to them, and they spent it together until the very end, until the Wild Masquerade party finally concluded.

Only then did it all officially come to an end, and the two had to part ways.

But not entirely.

At 4 a.m, the costumed party attendees who had entered the Wild Masquerade party were now spilling out of the party mansion's open doors, stumbling into the cool air, appearing lost and disoriented. Most were intoxicated and fatigued, seeking the support of friends as they made their way to their vehicles.

Naruto and his friends also exited through those doors, finally reuniting after the entire night had concluded. The whole while, however, his friends wouldn't shut up about how much fun they had, how many chicks they banged, and how great the Halloween party was overall.

But Naruto didn't hear a single word.

He was occupied with other things...

Naruto looked down at his phone in his hands, a grin spreading across his face as he admired Hinata's name and phone number now saved in his contacts.

🐰Cottontail

Naruto marveled at the nickname he bestowed upon Hinata, stored in his phone as a perpetual reminder of the special Halloween night they first met one other—an electronic token of their newfound connection. It filled the blonde with a sense of giddiness, reminiscent of a schoolboy who had successfully wooed a girl way out of his league.

Yet, Naruto did it, and it instilled a much-needed boost of confidence in him, stashing some hair on his chest. It made him feel like a true man now.

Naruto flashed a cheeky grin, but his momentary daydream was disrupted when he felt his phone vibrate in his hands, signaling a new message.

Glancing down, another giddy smile broke free as he spotted a message from Hinata appear on his device, further enhancing the lingering excitement he felt.

🐰Cottontail: I had so much fun with you tonight, my foxy friend. Please don't let this be the last time we see one another. I miss you already.

Quickly, Naruto typed a response, his fingers dancing on the screen.

🍥Naruto: Oh, don't you worry, cottontail. I assure you, after tonight, it won't be.

🍥Naruto: We'll see each other again. Promise.

He hit send without hesitation to both messages, a sense of anticipation filling his entire body, eager for the promise of more moments and connections with Hinata in the future.

He shifted his eyes back up at the mansion as he walked away from it alongside his cheering friends, their voices carrying on for miles. But he paid them no heed, instead seeking for the familiar lavender eyes that shone through one of the windows that were there.

He spotted Hinata in no time, up within the room they once occupied. She stood before the window, now fully dressed in her costume. She spotted him too and graced him with a warm smile, and a wave goodbye, gripping her phone tight in her other hand.

Naruto also smiled, then placed one hand on his lips, kissing it before blowing the kiss toward the window, bidding her farewell and leaving his love with Hinata. It was a gesture done straight from the heart, for it was now no longer his alone, no longer Sakura's, but exclusively Hinata's...

Only hers.

"Dude, what ya looking at?" Abruptly, a harsh voice exclaimed beside him, jolting him out of his love spell. Naruto snapped out of his trance and averted his gaze from the window above, where Hinata was no longer standing, redirecting his eyes toward the culprit that spoke.

Kiba.

The brown-haired male walked alongside him to his right, staring off in the same direction he was, at the window of the mansion behind him.

"Yeah, who's up there, man? You've been staring up there like an idiot for a while now," Shikamaru chimed in, his hands positioned against the nape of his neck, elbows extended, as he walked onward, shielded from the cold due to his snug sloth suit.

Now that his friends were no longer cheering about their night, all their eyes were plastered on him, quickly noticing the cheeky grin that seemed to stain his lips.

Naruto shrugged, casting the urge to turn back to the window above out of his head.

He kept his gaze forward, "Oh it's nothing, you bakas. Mind your own damn business-"

"Ooh, no fucking way! You got laid, didn't you?" Kiba exclaimed in glee, his brown eyes widened in excitement, "You got some pussy?" He practically screeched, causing some of the other party guests to turn their heads toward him.

"Called it!" Sai exclaimed in a sing-song voice, causing them all to break into laughter.

Naruto rolled his eyes at his friend's childish outbursts, only to receive a push from Sasuke that sent him tumbling into Kiba, who, in turn, playfully pushed him back with excitement.

"Well, well, would you look at that, dobe. I knew there was something different about you. You're practically glowing, can't wipe that stupid grin off your face even if you tried."

"Shut up, teme."

"To be honest, we didn't even recognize you when we tried to find you earlier. Had to do a double take." Kiba exclaimed with a laugh, rushing over to give him another friendly shoulder bump.

But Naruto brushed him off, shoulder bumping him back, "Oh fuck off with the exaggerating, will ya? Ya knew it was me."

"So, you've finally given up on Sakura, eh?" Shikamaru chimed in, raising an eyebrow over at the fox blonde. They watched to their surprise a smile cracked across his lips, and he sent a sly grin at them all.

"Heh," Naruto snorted, "Who's Sakura?"

Just as he said that, the men burst into a fit of laughter and cheers, indulging in another round of pushing Naruto around, tumbling the blonde around like he was a basketball, only adding to his laughter.

"Holy shit, no way!" Shikamaru exclaimed, tousling his hand through Naruto's hair playfully.

"Goddamn, that pussy must've been the greatest for you to forget Sakura!!" Kiba roared through his laughter, bending over to slap his knee.

Sasuke shook his head, a grin cracked across his pale face as well, "Damn dobe, we gotta meet this girl, as soon as fucking possible."

"Oh definitely!" Sai agreed with a hum, "She helped our friend, after all. Now you won't have to use your hand anym-"

Swift as lightning, Naruto whipped his head back toward Sai, fixing him with a death glare that sent shivers down his spine, halting his words abruptly.

Naruto gave him a dark look, his blue eyes icy, "Sai, if I were you, I wouldn't finish those words." He growled coldly.

Sai swallowed hard, left speechless by the ominous warning from Naruto, a sight that only fueled another round of laughter from Kiba, Shikamaru, and Sasuke.

Naruto shook his head in a chastising manner before redirecting his attention back to his phone, where he found another message from Hinata. He gently traced her name, running his thumb over the screen of his device.

🐰Cottontail: Make it soon, Naruto-kun. 💜

Another smile graced his lips, but it quickly vanished when he received a playful smack on the back, causing him to stagger forward.

"Hey!"

"So, you enjoyed the party after all, huh, Naruto?" Kiba asked with a mischievous smirk, his brown hair swaying as he walked, partially covering the wolf mask he still wore.

Sasuke, Sai, and Shikamaru turned their attention to Naruto on that note, curious about his response.

They all observed as Naruto's grin widened, as he took a moment to reflect on his night—the moment when he found happiness again, when he felt complete again.

It all happened the very instant he laid eyes on Hinata, and the rest of the night only added to his enjoyment, making it the best night of his life.

At that moment, Naruto felt fortunate to attend the Halloween party his friends initially forced him to go to, and even luckier to have crossed paths with Hinata.

With a cheeky grin, he shrugged at his friends, tucking his hands deep into his tuxedo pockets, his blonde bangs partially covering his face.

"Yeah, I enjoyed myself. I enjoyed myself indeed." 

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A.N.

A big, BIG thank you to everyone who patiently waited for this chapter and made it this far. Your support means more to me than you can imagine!

I thoroughly enjoyed writing this, as evident from how carried away I got. This chapter is so long, I'm so sorry about that! 

 However, I want to let you all know that the upcoming updates will be different from the usual additions to this smut collection. I'll be participating in the annual Nhmonth event on Tumblr, so you can expect a lot of prompts associated with that event.

But overall, I hope you enjoyed the Halloween specials I shared this year, and rest assured there will be more next year!

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Take care! ❤️

-Powerful_Niya