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Breaking Boundaries 

 8 Months Later

-Friday-

Naruto's Fitness Area

"All right! Another session complete!" Naruto exclaimed with a triumphant smile, pumping a fist in the air.

Hinata giggled at her sensei's enthusiasm.

"Hai, w-we did it!" She cheered, her spirits high despite her exhaustion and the lingering burn in her muscles, especially her core.

They both took a step forward, their hands meeting in a resounding high five, the sound reverberating through Naruto's fitness room.

The room itself exuded warmth, bathed in bright lights that seemed to buzz with the energy of their effort. The illumination filled every corner, reflecting off their weary smiles and sweaty cheeks.

The rhythmic sounds of blues music played softly in the background, a familiar soundtrack that had accompanied Hinata through countless sessions before.

Naruto's fitness area in Konoha Sports Club had become like a second home to her, a place filled with memories of her fitness journey from the start to now.

Within these walls, (for most of her days), she had fought tooth and nail to achieve the body she now proudly possessed—a hard-earned victory that brought her so much joy.

So much.

Hinata panted, glancing out the window of Naruto's fitness room at the rest of the gym.

Outside, the gym was dimly lit, and the see-through glass windows decked along the building revealed the sun starting to set, signaling that it was getting quite late.

People were beginning to leave now.

That means it was just about time for her to leave as well.

The dark-blue-haired woman groaned, trying to catch her breath, "Oh kami, now I'm beat," She admitted with a tired smile, wiping the sweat from her brow.

Hinata was drenched completely in sweat, each droplet cascading down her face like tiny waterfalls, leaving trails of moisture down her cheeks and chin. Her dark blue hair clung to her forehead and neck, and her once pale cheeks were now hot and red, resembling a permanent blush.

Her snug, long-sleeved magenta top clung to her body like a second skin, along with her black leggings, both highlighting the toned physique she had worked so hard to achieve over the past eight months.

But even with the exhaustion, all the heavy breathing, and the sticky, sweaty clothes clinging to her, she couldn't shake off the feeling of accomplishment deep inside.

She felt good.

Her body felt good.

It was a sensation she had been experiencing more frequently after her sessions lately—a stark contrast from before.

Hinata grimaced upon the recollection.

The initial phase of her fitness journey, especially the first few months, had been absolutely grueling. After each session, she always remembered feeling like hell.

But now, she felt amazing.

Once again, she made it through another session, and Hinata couldn't help but feel proud.

Another session tackled, another day accomplished.

Another step toward a stronger and better her.

Now that's all done, Hinata longed for nothing more than to make a quick jet to the gym showers, where she could indulge in a refreshing, cool bath.

It had become a routine for her.

Ever since her confidence received a much-needed boost, Hinata found herself liberated from the burden of self-consciousness. Now, she had the confidence to comfortably attend public places such as the gym showers.

No longer did she hesitate or feel uneasy about baring herself to the gaze of others, or even being around others. Instead, she embraced the opportunity to cleanse her body and refresh her spirit, regardless of who might be nearby.

As a result, she no longer endured the discomfort of feeling sweaty and icky until she reached home just to bathe. Instead, she typically made her way to the gym showers after her sessions.

She's been doing so for months now.

It's become a cherished part of her fitness journey that she looks forward to after every workout.

There was just something about standing beneath the cool stream of water mere moments after a workout, allowing it to wash away all the fatigue, sweat, and heat from her body...

Kami, that sounded so good right about now.

Not only that...

But the idea of heading home straight afterward, diving deep into her cozy bed sheets for a well-deserved rest, felt like the ultimate reward after a long week.

Yes, that sounds heavenly.

Hinata observed intently as Naruto let out a chuckle in response to her earlier remark, before turning to retrieve the yoga mat she had been sprawled out on moments ago.

With practiced ease, he began to neatly roll up the mat, his hands moving with a sense of familiarity born from countless repetitions as he went about tidying his space.

But as he did, memories flooded back of just moments ago when he guided her through the cool-down part of their session, personally assisting her with her stretches.

It was another new change; instead of instructing her to stretch on her own and follow along with him, he long sought a more hands-on approach, and instead, stretched her body for her.

He's been doing so for months, but she still can't seem to get used to it.

Hinata tried to push the details of their stretching session to the back of her mind: the warmth of his touch, the closeness of his proximity as he hovered close above or behind her body on the mat, the strength in his hands as he bent her legs against her torso and pulled her arms above her head.

He had a knack for it, and he clearly found enjoyment from it too.

She could tell by the sexy smirk he always gave her.

Naruto always seemed to know exactly how to work her body, handling her with a skill that felt almost instinctual, kneading her muscles like dough.

Hinata felt her cheeks flush just from thinking about that moment.

She quickly looked down, hoping to hide her embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Naruto continued to shuffle around the area, putting away the yoga mat with the rest of the equipment.

He shot a quick glance back at her over his shoulder.

"Kami, Hinata-chan, I gotta say, you really killed it today." He praised.

"As usual," He added with a grin, before turning around to make his way back to her.

Back and forth, his sweaty blonde hair swayed, steadily smacking against his forehead and whiskered cheeks with each step he took. Thick beads of sweat constantly rolled down his face, evidence of his own exertion during their workout.

Today, he currently wore a sleeveless hooded tank top in orange that seemed to have gripped him tighter due to all the sweat, showcasing all the goods he's hidden underneath the fabric.

The cut of his bright orange tank top allowed his toned biceps and triceps to be on full display, his blue veins subtly visible under his tanned skin.

The fitted shirt stretched over his sculpted pectoral muscles, down to his trim waist, highlighting each ridge and curve of his eight-pack and the peaks of his pink nipples.

And don't even get her started on what his black shorts were hiding.

Kami.

He's been a distraction all evening.

Hinata tried her best to stray her eyes away from those distractions, screaming at herself to behave. Instead, she planted her eyes directly on Naruto who took the necessary steps before her.

He smiled down at her, his blue eyes warm as he held her gaze.

"Hinata-chan, I just want to take a moment to congratulate you on your progress. Eight months of dedication and hard work, and here you are, still pushing yourself every single day," Naruto announced happily, admiration evident in his voice, and in his eyes too.

Hinata felt a swell of pride at his words.

She always feels so good when he praises her.

She bowed low, her messy ponytail swaying with her motion, loose strands tickling her cheeks.

"Arigato, Naruto-sensei. I truly, truly appreciate everything you've done for me. I couldn't have done any of this without you." She replied gratefully, keeping her upper body low to show her respect.

Naruto bit his lip briefly, a subtle attempt to conceal the way his heart fluttered upon hearing her words.

Instead, to mask his feelings, he offered a nod of approval and a warm smile, stepping closer.

Naruto placed his hands on her shoulders and gently lifted her from her bow.

"Hinata-chan, no, love," He shook his head, sliding his hands along her slender shoulders, drawing them closer so his thumbs could move forward to lift her chin.

"This victory is yours and yours alone. You did all the hard work, so you have yourself to thank. I just guided you along the way." He affirmed, pride shining in his eyes.

"Your dedication and effort are what got you here. Sticking with it like you have, you've accomplished something truly remarkable, something most people only dream of achieving, and for that, you should be proud of yourself, Hinata-chan." He praised warmly.

"O-Oh, h-hai." Hinata blushed, fiddling with her fingers.

Naruto's grin stretched wider, his sharp canines peeking through. He moved one hand from her shoulder to place it over his chest. He gave it a pat.

"And hey, just so you know, I'm here for the long haul, sweetheart. I'm more than willing to keep working with you for as long as you need." He reassured, "I want nothing more than to remain by your side, cheering you on, supporting you every step of the way..."

He paused, his blue eyes squinting slightly. "If you'll have me."

For a split second, Hinata was stunned, just staring up at the spiky blonde hunk towering over her with her mouth slightly agape; a stupid look on her heated face.

Hinata's heart practically danced and skipped around in her chest at his words, as if it had sprouted wings and taken flight. Her face lit up like a beacon, glowing an intense shade of red that could rival even the ripest tomato.

Naruto chuckled at the sight of her adorable reaction, and he couldn't hold himself back from commenting on it.

"Aww, now isn't that cute."

"O-Oh my." Hinata squeaked, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts.

Was that some sort of confession? Or was she reading too much into it?

For once in her life, Hinata tried to suppress her usual tendency to play dumb and instead channel all her wit to decipher just what Naruto was really saying to her.

She glanced up at him again, but when she did, she nearly had a heart attack.

No, she couldn't possibly think, not when he was staring at her like... that.

His eyes burned into her face, never wavering. Not even once.

Hesitantly, Hinata closed her mouth, but only to swallow a thick wad of saliva, "A-Arigato again, s-sensei. I'd like that v-very much. You," She swallowed again, "b-by my side." She was only able to stutter out, before she attempted to scurry away, to leave.

But, she was stopped.

Before she could even take a single step, Naruto's hand darted forward, gently wrapping around her wrist and stopping her dead in her tracks.

"Hey, uh, before you go, there's one more thing I'd like to ask of you, if you don't mind."

Hinata hesitated, her heart pounding like a drumbeat in her ears. She turned back to face him, curious to say the least.

"H-Hai. Wh-What is it?" She asked, her soft voice hushed.

Naruto fell into a brief silence, his teeth slightly worrying his lower lip. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appeared in his blue eyes like a spark.

Hinata watched as his gaze trailed down, merely to roam over her fitness outfit. His scrutiny felt almost predatory now, like that of a hungry wolf sizing up its prey.

A look different from the one he gave a few seconds ago.

More warmth flooded Hinata's cheeks, a telltale sign of her embarrassment.

"I'd like to see..." Naruto trailed off, his gaze narrowing slightly, "a more physical display of your progress, if that's alright." He began.

"I'm really proud of the progress you've made with your body, and I'd like to see in detail how far you've come," Naruto explained, his tone remaining professional despite the request.

He smirked, nodding his head, his sweaty bangs smacking him in the forehead, "If ya get what I mean."

Hinata's face flushed a deep crimson now, her blush creeping down her neck.

'No way is he thinking what I think he's thinking, right?' She practically screeched in her head, stunned once more, as she continued to stare up at the blonde specimen towering over her, unable to believe what he just said.

The atmosphere in his fitness room was unnervingly quiet other than the background music, of course.

But Hinata couldn't hear that, not over her racing heartbeat echoing in her ears.

Instinctively, she began to cower away from Naruto's intense gaze, turning her gaze downward.

She fumbled with the ends of her shirt, biting her own lip nervously, "Ph-Physical display? What do you mean-?"

"Pull up your shirt."

"E-Eh?"

Hinata quickly lifted her gaze to meet her trainer's, but before she could react, Naruto closed the distance between them, stepping closer.

She felt his presence invade her personal space, a recurring routine by now, his chest brushing against hers. The contact sent a tingling sensation down her spine, the warmth from his body heating up her own.

He smirked, that very smirk that never failed to make her weak in the knees.

"Don't be shy. What did I say about that?" He let go of her wrist, but his fingers continued their journey, trailing up her arm, lightly grazing the fabric of her shirt. The soft touch he gave her made her pussy clench.

"I said..." He leaned in closer, brushing his lips against her earlobe, causing her to let out a soft gasp of surprise.

"Pull up your shirt."

Hinata's heart raced as she felt Naruto's warm breath against her skin, the intensity of his blue eyes bearing into her, his proximity sending her senses into overdrive.

She couldn't believe what was happening.

What had gotten into Naruto all of a sudden?

Her body raced with a variety of emotions—confusion, apprehension, and yet, a flicker of intrigue danced within her. She was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond to his sudden request.

The dark-blue-haired woman swallowed nervously, her lavender gaze darting between her shirt and Naruto.

"My sh-sh-shirt? You want to see..."

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, Hinata found herself having to do a double take as she caught Naruto nodding in agreement, accompanied by a seductive squint of his eye.

Oh, kami.

Hinata almost came right there on the spot.

She knew what he wanted.

And before she knew it, her lips opened and words spilled out.

"S-Sure..." Hinata stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she reached for the hem of her shirt, her fingers trembling slightly.

Dear kami, what was she doing?

She couldn't quite grasp why she was doing it, why she was giving in to Naruto's request, merely that she felt as though her body was acting on its own accord.

That was the only explanation she could give.

She blamed her body.

With a shaky exhale, Hinata tentatively lifted her magenta top, her movements hesitant as she exposed her toned midriff.

"Higher." Naruto urged with a nod of his head.

"A little higher."

Hinata bit her lip, feeling a rush of nervous anticipation, before she obeyed and raised her shirt higher.

As the fabric lifted, Naruto's hungry gaze eagerly consumed every inch of skin that peeked out at him, his blue eyes anticipating what lay beneath.

He watched with bated breath as Hinata pulled her shirt further up, officially unveiling her slender, toned body.

It was then, he saw everything.

Naruto breathed heavily, mouth falling agape.

"Beautiful." He couldn't help but whisper the truth.

There, with her fingers lifting her shirt, Hinata's flat stomach finally emerged, smooth and toned, the result of her dedicated training.

The gentle curves of her abdomen transitioned seamlessly into the prominent definition of her newly formed six-pack.

And then her navel, which was delicately shaped like a perfect circle with a slight indentation at its center.

Each bead of sweat that cascaded down her skin seemed to accentuate the contours of her sculpted abdominal muscles in a shimmering sheen, glistening like tiny diamonds under the soft glow of the room's lighting.

Hinata wore a lavender sports bra that hugged her tight, providing support for her double D-sized breasts. Her creamy mounds pressed against the fabric, threatening to burst out of their confines any minute.

With each breath, her chest rose and fell, causing her voluptuous tits to jiggle in her bra, drawing Naruto's attention.

Naruto's eyes lingered on her exposed skin, his gaze intense as he studied her physique with a "critical" eye.

Hinata couldn't help but feel self-conscious under his scrutiny, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

"Very impressive," Naruto murmured, his tone approving.

"You've made some impressive progress. There's no doubt about that."

Hinata's pulse quickened at his praise, a surge of pride swelling within her despite her lingering discomfort. She shifted nervously under his gaze, feeling exposed yet oddly exhilarated at the same time.

"A-Arigato," She replied, her voice barely audible as she struggled to maintain her composure.

Naruto's lips formed a satisfied smile, his eyes glinting mischievously, "You're welcome. Now..." He exhaled, bringing his hands toward her.

"You wouldn't mind if I touched you, would you?"

"N-Nani-mmm."

Hinata's breath caught in her throat as Naruto's hands unexpectedly made contact with her exposed skin, before she could even utter a single word.

She let out a startled squeak.

"Oh, who am I kidding? Of course, you wouldn't mind."

Hinata fought to stifle a gasp as Naruto's hands began to freely explore her body, tracing the contours of her abdomen.

It was the very first time her trainer had ever touched her like this, let alone see her body in this light, and Hinata felt a mix of conflicting emotions.

Naruto's hands were enormous, easily covering her entire abdomen with just one firm grip, one hand on each side of her.

His thumbs gilded effortlessly along her rectus abdominis, the firm muscles of her six-pack. He trailed each defined muscle with horizontal strokes down her abdomen, leaving a faint trail of heat in their wake.

Hinata tingled.

His thumbs explored various points along her stomach, pressing gently to feel the newly strengthened muscles beneath. He traced over her external and internal obliques, then delved deeper, applying a bit more pressure to feel her transversus abdominis.

Hinata whimpered softly, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through her.

Despite the intrusion, there was a delicate gentleness to his touch, as if he were handling something precious. It felt warm and tingly, each touch igniting something pleasant inside her.

The contrast between the roughness of his hands and the softness of her skin sent shivers of pleasure racing through her entire body.

It was a sensation that started from her stomach and then, her spine, igniting every nerve ending, until it inevitably pooled between her thighs.

Her pussy twitched in her leggings.

Hinata bit down on her lower lip to stifle a moan, trying her best to keep her shirt raised for Naruto.

But given the circumstances, it was very difficult.

Naruto's hands continued to roam across her belly, his touch growing bolder with each passing moment.

"Kami, you're so beautiful, Hinata-chan," Naruto murmured hotly, his voice laced with desire as he leaned in, his warm breath caressing her bangs.

His blue eyes were dark now, darker than she'd ever seen them, and they raced over every curve of her body, drinking in her beauty.

"I've been wanting to do this for so long." He moaned.

"To feel the warmth of your skin."

"To see you, like this."

His words sent a thrill down Hinata's spine, her lavender eyes gazing up at him in utter shock.

She struggled to find her voice amidst all the emotions swirling within her, her mind reeling from the intensity of his words, of the moment.

Further and further, Naruto's hands roamed, and before she knew it, his hands began to wander.

Her snug waist.

Her thighs.

His hands enveloped her thighs with a firm grip as if he were palming a basketball, the fabric of her leggings bunching up beneath his thick fingers, creating gentle ripples.

A wave of panic washed over Hinata as she felt his hands inch downwards, edging closer to her no-no square.

Her heart began to beat out of control, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts and uncertainties.

Hinata knew she should stop him, to put an end to his inappropriate behavior once and for all, but the heat of Naruto's touch and the intensity of his gaze held her captive, rendering her powerless to resist.

"Do you have any idea how long I've been holding myself back?" Naruto's voice was low and husky, filled with pent-up desire.

"Watching you achieve this body... mmm, it's been driving me crazy."

He paused, his hand gliding down her thighs before tracing along their inner curve.

"You've grown so strong, so confident," He murmured, his voice tinged with admiration.

"Now, seeing the results of all your hard work," Naruto continued, awe-struck, "It's incredible, Hinata-chan. You've transformed yourself in ways you never thought possible, and I couldn't be prouder of you." He whispered hotly by her ear, his gaze piercing as he looked down at her.

It was then, he got a little bolder and he slid his hand even higher along her inner thigh, edging even closer to her most intimate area.

"Let me show you just how proud I am, Hinata-chan."

But just as his hand inched closer to her lower area, Hinata acted on instinct, swiftly grabbing his wrist. Her fingers closed around his skin in a desperate grip, halting his movements.

"N-No," Hinata whimpered and shook her head frantically. Embarrassment washed over her, taking control of her body completely.

Her hand moved on its own, reacting to the overwhelming rush of emotions coursing through her, overwhelmed by the moment's intensity.

A sharp gasp spilled from Naruto's lips, his eyes flickering down at her hand in a panic.

The look on his face...

It was one she had never seen him express before—a mix of devastation and shock.

His blue eyes shot wide, and his mouth parted slightly as if he couldn't believe her reaction.

He clearly didn't expect her rejection and seemed to realize in that instant that he had crossed a major line.

In that moment, she practically watched his soul break.

Regret washed over his features, his once-confident demeanor shattering completely, as the weight of the situation settled in.

Hinata pouted, her heart clenching, "Go... Gomen, sensei," She stammered, her voice shaky with nerves.

Her cheeks blazed crimson as she met his gaze, her messy ponytail swaying behind her, "B-But, I-I must be going now." She stammered out.

The dark-blue-haired woman swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure despite the turmoil swirling inside her. Her heart pounded so loudly in her chest, and she fought so hard to steady her breathing.

Without saying a word, Naruto nodded, and withdrew his hands from her body, the warmth of his touch lingering on her skin as he stepped back.

He gave her the space she needed, his shoulders slumping slightly as he moved further away from her.

He even offered a silent, apologetic bow.

Hinata took that opportunity to pull down her shirt, covering herself somewhat. It was quiet now, not awkward, more like a depressing quiet, and Hinata couldn't help but notice.

She grimaced.

Naruto stood before her in silence, his expression unreadable, his emotions hidden behind a stoic facade. It was a stark contrast to his usual cheerful demeanor, and Hinata couldn't shake the feeling that she had upset him.

She didn't want that.

He's never been this quiet before. Ever.

She never meant to hurt Naruto or reject him, especially after all he had done to support her on her fitness journey. But at that moment, with his hands inching dangerously close to places they shouldn't be, she just panicked...

and she just pushed him away.

It just didn't feel right.

It felt too sudden.

Hinata glanced back up at Naruto, her heart twisting with empathy at the sight of his troubled expression. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, she couldn't bear to see him feeling down.

So, with a hesitant smile playing on her lips and a gentle tone in her voice, she murmured a quiet apology, hoping her words would help ease the tension between them.

Naruto's response was barely noticeable—a slight nod accompanied by a murmured "goodbye" and a brief wish to "drive safe."

It was clear that he was struggling to maintain his composure, his emotions bubbling beneath the surface.

But he remained silent, his gaze fixed on the floor.

With a wave of relief washing over her, Hinata quickly grabbed her water bottle and her fitness bag from where it was hung up, and exited her trainer's fitness room.

She made sure to head straight towards the gym showers to freshen up before leaving for the day.

Yet, all the while, she was unable to get rid of the blush from her cheeks, and stop the events of what just happened from playing like a loop in her head.

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-In The Gym Showers-

Hinata let out a deep sigh from the depths of her chest, blinking away the droplets of water clinging to her lashes.

She ran her fingers through her damp midnight blue hair, the strands clinging lightly to her skin as she pushed them away from her face. With a furrowed brow, she closed her eyes briefly, feeling the weight of her thoughts pressing in.

Desperately, she tried to unwind, taking slow, deep breaths in an attempt to clear her mind.

But she was having trouble.

She now occupied a stall in the women's gym showers—a clean, modern, and spacious area with tiled walls and floors, a frosted glass door, and stainless steel fixtures. The tiles were pristine white, reflecting the soft glow of the overhead lights.

The frosted glass door provided her with complete privacy, shielding her from the rest of the steam-filled room while still allowing light to filter through.

The stainless steel shower head above her sprayed a continuous stream of cool water, and she stood there, savoring every second within its refreshing embrace.

The water felt like heaven against her tired muscles. Just what she needed.

Hinata could feel the tension easing as the cool water worked its magic, washing away the sweat and stress from her intense workout.

Her long midnight blue hair was free from the ponytail she placed it in. Now, the strands clung to her cheeks and shoulders, darkening to an almost black, creating a striking contrast against her pale skin.

Each droplet of water traced a path down the curves of her hourglass figure, emphasizing the hard-earned definition in her muscles.

The water flowed down her neck, dripping down the swell of her breasts, sliding over her flat stomach before curving around her waist. It continued its journey, trickling down her toned thighs, caressing the firm roundness of her butt, and trailing along her legs.

Finally, the water droplets slipped down to her feet, pooling momentarily before disappearing down the drain.

Her pale skin tingled as the water tip-toed along her sore body, muscles relaxing as the water soothed her. The sensation was so therapeutic, a much-needed break after the intense session she just completed.

She was completely alone in the women's showers, the quiet area signaling that most people had already gone home.

Fridays were always like this at the gym.

After 7 or 8 p.m., most, if not all, people generally leave. Fewer people tend to stick around the gym for long on a Friday night for obvious reasons, leaving the bathroom stalls mostly vacant.

Hinata shrugged.

That was fine by her.

The air was filled only with the soothing sound of water splashing against the tiles, blending with the faint scent of her lavender-infused soap.

Hinata allowed the cool water to run over her face and body, feeling the water trickle down her back and shoulders, rinsing away the leftover soap, sweat, dirt, and grime that clung to her.

Hinata stood and unwound in silence, taking the moment to cleanse herself and also... think.

She ran one hand along her face and up her hair, feeling the water run through her fingers.

She bit her lip as her mind once again drifted back to the events of a few minutes ago.

To what had just occurred between her and Naruto.

She whimpered, "Oh Naruto-sensei," She mumbled under her breath, still feeling terrible for what she had done.

The memory of Naruto's hurt expression when she rejected him haunted her, replaying over and over in her mind.

She could still see the way his eyes had widened in shock when she reached out and gripped his hand, stopping his advances.

She could still see the way his shoulders had slumped when he stepped away from her, and the obvious regret that showed on his face immediately afterward.

It was a look she couldn't shake, no matter how hard she tried.

A pang of guilt gnawed at her, her chest tightening.

She rejected him.

She pushed him away.

'What were you thinking, Hinata!' She scolded herself, giving her forehead a light slap.

The sound was quickly drowned out by the continuous stream of water, but the sting remained, both on her skin and in her heart.

Her sexy hunk of a trainer—the very one she fantasized day and night about, had a major crush on, and desperately wished to touch and be close to—was finally making a move, finally on the same page as her, and she had denied him.

His warm touch, his whispered confession, and the closeness they shared all came rushing back, making her feel even more foolish.

Had she completely lost it?

That could've been her chance to tell him, to show him how she truly felt. She could have allowed him to touch her further, even reciprocated it, and finally shown him just how much he meant to her.

But she blew it.

Hinata facepalmed herself again, harder this time, tears stinging her eyes.

"Baka, baka, baka-"

Suddenly, however, she was stopped dead in her tracks when she heard another voice in the area.

A male voice.

A voice that sounded all too familiar.

"Hinata-chan?" The newcomer called softly.

Hinata gasped, her heart jumping in her chest.

She recognized that voice—Naruto.

Confusion and shock crossed her features in an instant.

He's here?

He followed her?

In the women's gym showers?

Hinata's heart quickened with shock the moment she realized Naruto was in the same room while she's...

She looked down at her naked body and every part of her blushed.

She's naked, bathing.

'Why is he here!?!' Hinata practically screeched in her head.

"Hinata-chan," Naruto called out once more, the gentle thud of his footsteps echoing as he inched deeper into the room, reaching her ears.

"I-I don't mean to intrude, Hinata-chan," Naruto's voice quivered as he approached, gradually gaining volume.

"I understand if you're not ready to speak to me and I fully respect and honor your feelings. But I s-simply wish to offer my apology," Naruto sniffled, his voice filled with emotion, "for everything." He added.

"Please, Hinata-chan, give me this chance."

Hinata froze, speechless.

Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her breasts, hiding them, despite the barrier of the door between her and her trainer.

She turned her naked body slightly, peering her glossy lavender eyes through the crystallized glass. She saw him a tiny bit, just beyond the frosted glass door, his silhouette faintly visible.

He looked to be sitting on the bench in the middle of the women's gym bathroom now, shoulders slumped and body hunched over, looking more broken than she had ever seen him.

"I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm so, so sorry." Naruto's voice continued, sounding different than before—broken, vulnerable, and regretful.

There was a vulnerability and desperation in his tone, especially with him dropping the f-bomb.

Throughout all the months she'd spent working alongside Naruto, she had never once heard him curse.

Not even once.

She had always assumed it wasn't his style, and that only deepened her respect for him. He was consistently professional, other than his touchy-touchy moments, unfailingly patient with her, and above all, he refrained from using profanity.

It was one of the many things she admired about him.

But now, witnessing him slip, it felt like seeing a crack in an otherwise flawless facade.

He seemed so close to crumbling under the weight of it all.

Her lips quivered in response.

It was that very moment that tugged at Hinata's heartstrings, not only so, but she felt her regret for rejecting him intensify ten times over.

Why had she done it?

Why?

Naruto's voice echoed against the gym shower walls, cutting through the sound of the continuous water streaming over her, splattering against the tile floor.

"I couldn't just walk away. I couldn't bear the guilt, b-bear not apologizing to you for what I did, and s-said to you." He sniffled again.

"I couldn't wait until I saw you again to mend what I've broken."

Hinata's heart clenched once again at the sound of his apology, her own guilt weighing heavily on her.

She let out a deep sigh, before she turned her head away from the shower door. Instead, she moved forward to rest her forehead against the wall, letting the running water splatter on her back as she listened.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I...I crossed a line. I made a mistake." She heard Naruto snort softly, a sound filled with self-recrimination.

"Actually, I'm afraid I keep making mistakes when it comes to you, Hinata-chan," He admitted, his voice cracking slightly.

There was a moment of silence, as if Naruto was waiting for a response from her, hoping to hear something other than the sound of the shower water hitting the floor.

But Hinata couldn't bring herself to speak; she couldn't even make a sound, afraid it would just come out as a jumbled, tangled-up mess.

Instead, she chose to remain quiet and listen.

"Hinata-chan, you must know that I never wanted to hurt you or make you feel uneasy. I just thought that you—" His voice faltered the moment it rose back up again, the words hanging in the air before being swallowed by silence.

Hinata felt her heart ache, as if someone had their hand wrapped around it and was giving it a death squeeze.

Hearing Naruto like this was heartbreaking.

She couldn't wrap her head around it.

It was hard to believe that Naruto, the resilient and self-assured man she had always known, the man who was never without a smile, could be the same broken man she heard now.

It can't be.

The contrast was jarring, almost surreal, as if the person she had always admired had been replaced by someone else entirely.

Hinata frowned deeply.

But her head snapped back up when she heard Naruto's voice again.

"I want you to know that you mean so much to me. Our friendship, what we have together, means so much to me," He emphasized, his tone desperate.

"I've never felt this way about anyone before. Not with my other clients, not with anyone. The bond I share with you is unlike anything I've ever known, the most precious thing I've ever had, and I fucking ruined it."

She heard him groan, his silhouette shifting behind the frosted glass. She could see him clawing at his blonde hair in frustration, the sight making her heart ache even more.

"Seeing your face, seeing you upset because of my actions, Hinata-chan... kami, it's tearing me apart," He continued, another confession.

His voice was incredibly shaky now, breaking slightly under the weight of his words.

Hinata could feel it too, that same weight pressing down on her.

She could feel the sincerity in Naruto's words, the depth of his regret, and the genuine care he had for her. It was a completely different side of Naruto she hadn't seen before, and it stirred something deep within her.

Something unexplainable but strong.

With a trembling hand, she brought it away from one of her bouncing breasts to cover her mouth, trying to hold back a sob that threatened to escape her lips and give her away.

Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision.

"But as a man, I know it is only right to own up to my actions, to hold myself accountable, and I will." He trailed off, his voice growing more serious.

"So, my real intention for coming here is to let you know, if you want to fire me..." Naruto sniffed, struggling to keep his composure.

"Fire me." He whimpered.

"If you don't want to see me again," He sniffed again, "then so be it."

"If you want me far, far away from you," She heard his voice break into a sob, "I will respect your wishes and never show my face to you again. I will never-"

"No," Hinata finally spoke up, the word escaping her lips before she could stop it.

Her heart pounded in her chest, each beat echoing in her throat and ringing in her ears, making it difficult to hear anything else.

She couldn't let him leave like this, not when she knew how much he meant to her, not when she realized how much she meant to him too.

This is it.

She's going to do it.

She's going to tell him.

With a deep breath, she did the unthinkable.

Summoning every ounce of courage within her, Hinata took a leap of faith.

She let her body guide her as she reached one hand over and grasped the shower knob, shutting it off and stopping the flow of water.

Afterward, she turned and grasped the door handle, and pushed the shower door open.

She took a step on the gym tiles before her shower stall with a wet splat, then another, closing the shower door behind her.

Naruto's heart felt as if it made a sudden leap toward his throat, jolting around in his chest cavity as he heard the gentle sound of Hinata's voice finally acknowledging him, accompanied by the silence of splashing water and then a creak of a shower door.

With one swift motion, he jerked his head up from the ground, only to find Hinata standing before him.

He nearly choked on his own spit, feeling as though the air had been sucked out of the room as he beheld her, his cerulean eyes widening in sheer surprise and disbelief.

"H-Hinata-chan," He managed to whisper, his voice barely audible, completely breathless, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Was this some sort of dream?

Was this real?

Hinata stood there before him like an angel, completely and utterly naked.

And despite the fact she was so exposed, she appeared confident, her entire body laid bare for him to see.

She seemed to glow with an ethereal beauty, captivating him in a way he had never experienced before.

Hinata was naked... in front of him!

Naruto blinked several times, trying to test if he was dreaming or if what he saw was merely a figment of his imagination—the same fantasy he harbored every single night as he jerked off at the thought of her—of Hinata.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing was real!

The Hinata standing before him now was certainly not the Hinata he first met.

Not even close.

The Hinata he first met would've never done something so bold as this: standing completely naked before him, her trainer!

The situation was bizarre, almost surreal, and yet it highlighted just how far she had come in her journey.

The confidence she showed now was a far cry from the shy, hesitant woman he first met—the woman who stammered whenever she spoke to him, blushed deeply when he looked at her, and struggled with loving her body.

Now that, left him in awe.

Fuck that.

He didn't know how to feel.

Every nuance of Hinata's nude figure seemed to freeze him in place.

Her pale skin was exposed, her body speckled with the remnants of her shower, water cascading off her form and pooling at her feet, forming a small puddle on the ground.

The damp tendrils of her silky dark blue hair framed her soft, rounded face and smooth jawline. Her expressive lavender eyes, rosy cheeks, and naturally pink, plump lips were perfectly highlighted, with her hair slipping down her shoulders to tickle her back gently.

Her hourglass figure was on full display, every curve and sculpted contour of her pale body drawing his gaze like a moth to a flame.

From her graceful shoulders to her voluptuous breasts and rosy nipples, down to her slender waist and curved hips, every inch of her body invited his admiration.

Not a single speck of hair adorned her smooth skin, not even between her legs, where she was perfectly shaved, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Naruto's eyes traversed Hinata's body from head to toe, lingering on each curve and dip as if committing them to memory.

She was so beautiful, more beautiful than he could have ever imagined.

Holy fuck.

With each passing moment, the intensity of his desire for Hinata seemed to grow stronger.

The very same desire that he kept hidden, tried to quell behind closed doors, and one that haunted his every waking thought.

Even now, he couldn't escape it.

Couldn't hide it.

Naruto took a deep swallow, his adam's apple shifting visibly, the knot in his throat rising and then falling with a heavy drop.

He watched in astonishment as Hinata shook her head, her lips forming a deep pout.

"No," She murmured again, voicing a plea.

"Please, don't go."

"H-Hinata-chan... Nani-" The blonde trainer stammered, his eyes wide with confusion.

"I know that you want me."

Hinata's sudden outburst rocketed towards him, striking Naruto square in the gut with the force of a speeding train, leaving him breathless and reeling.

At the same time, it squeezed his heart tightly, as if trying to wring out every drop of emotion within him, and have his face completely rat him out.

The blonde struggled miserably to maintain his composure, his blue eyes widening, nearly bulging from his skull.

"I know that you have feelings for me," Hinata continued, her voice trembling slightly.

But even so, she smiled.

Smiled at him.

"It's okay, because I have feelings for you too." Hinata confessed breathlessly, her every breath seeming to make her breasts wobble, sending more droplets of water dripping down her skin.

Her smile was faint, a delicate one that caused her eyes to close momentarily, highlighting the delicate pink blush on her cheeks.

"I have had these feelings since the day I met you, N-Naruto-sensei."

Naruto's heart raced as he listened to Hinata's confession, his mind struggling to process the flood of emotions and desires coursing through him.

He couldn't tear his eyes away from her, taking in every subtle movement, every flicker of expression on her face.

Her voice was so soft and gentle, yet each word resonated deeply within him, touching his heart, no, his soul.

Hinata has no idea how long he's been waiting for her to say those words.

Naruto couldn't do anything but marvel at her.

Now it was his turn to have his mouth left agape, frozen in place like an idiot.

Hinata took a deep breath, gathering her courage, "You were always so strong, so kind, and you never gave up on helping me achieve my goals, no matter how many times I struggled to catch on, no matter how many times I wanted to quit." She whimpered, blinking away the happy tears that began to build up.

"Y-You stood by me through thick and thin, Naruto-sensei, always managing to make me smile, even when I'm tired, sweaty, and just so over it all," She remarked with a playful eye roll.

She also giggled, a sound so adorable it never failed to elicit a smile from him.

And this time was no different.

As if on cue, her laughter broke Naruto from his trance, prompting a grin to spread across his face.

Before he knew it, a chuckle bubbled up in his chest and slipped past his lips. But that chuckle quickly phased into a full-blown laugh, which felt absolutely amazing to the blonde.

As they say, laughter is the best medicine after all.

Naruto could very well deem the truth of that statement because simply laughing had the power to gradually dissolve the sorrow and regret he had been feeling earlier, easing the burden of guilt from his shoulders.

Hinata's heart swelled with joy at the sight of Naruto's smile, and the sound of his laughter. His facial features practically lit up, and his eyes crinkled at the corners in genuine happiness.

All because of her.

The warmth of his smile filled her with a sense of contentment, her stomach fluttering with butterflies in her stomach.

Her smile widened.

"Naruto-sensei." She called, which put a cease to his laughter, his gaze meeting hers again.

He was met with a smile from Hinata that melted his heart.

"I want you to know that I have always looked up to you, sensei. I-I still do," She stammered.

Naruto's mouth hung right back open, body trembling uncontrollably, his mighty chest heaving.

He released his clenched fists and brought his hands from between his outstretched legs, gripping the fabric of his shorts tightly instead.

Hinata hummed, "You gave me hope, inspired me to grow stronger, to aim for better. You help me build my confidence, to recognize my self-worth." She beamed.

"You even helped me learn to love my body." She gently lowered her hands, cupping them over her breasts before gliding them down her flat stomach.

Naruto found himself hypnotized, watching her hands touch herself, her breasts bouncing at the slightest contact of her fingers.

"Fuck, Hinata-chan." He moaned.

She smiled before dropping her hands, "You transformed me, and I don't know how I will ever repay you for your guidance and support." Her smile just seemed to grow bigger and bigger, more happy tears building in her eyes.

"So, there's no need for you to apologize, sensei." She acknowledged, with a shake of her head.

Hinata glanced her eyes away from him for a moment, biting her lip, "I-I should've confessed sooner, should've told you how I felt before..."

She sighed in frustration, trying desperately to gather her words, "I-I-I know its l-long overdue n-now-"

"No, it's right on time, love," Naruto interrupted, another chuckle escaping him as he finally snapped out of his trance and rose from the bench, causing it to creak beneath him.

He nodded, a smile of understanding gracing his lips, "You're right. I do feel the same way, Hinata-chan." Naruto confirmed, stepping closer to her.

Hinata's smile widened as she saw him inching nearer.

"In all honesty, love, it seems you're far braver than I am." He laughed, prompting her to laugh as well, "I could have never mustered the courage to tell you my feelings so directly."

He pulled one hand up, "Especially not like this." He rocked his hand about, gesturing toward her naked body.

Hinata gasped in disbelief, unable to believe what she was hearing. The idea of Naruto being afraid seemed so out of place to her—it was something she never would have imagined.

"N-Nani? Seriously?" She teased playfully.

Naruto chuckled, lifting his arms playfully, "Yeah, it's quite something, isn't it?"

He lowered his hands, clicking his tongue, "I guess even I have moments of fear " He conceded, laying bare his vulnerability.

He let out a sigh, his expression shifting into a more serious one.

"I was terrified..." He trailed, "of losing you if I confessed my feelings," He confessed, his gaze softening, "So I kept quiet. But you..." His eyes widened in admiration.

"You weren't afraid. You took that leap of faith and confessed, Hinata-chan. You did something even I couldn't bring myself to do. So, in that case..." He trailed off, a mix of emotions flickering in his eyes.

He smiled, a bright smile, proud to say the least, "You've outdone your sensei, Hinata-chan. You've surpassed me."

Hinata's heart fluttered at his words, her breath catching in her throat.

Her mouth gaped.

'Did he just say that?' Hinata screeched in her head.

'No way did he just say that?' She screeched mentally once more.

Hinata was utterly mind-blown, touched to the core by Naruto's admission. The weight of his praise sank deep into her being, warming her from the inside out. Even his smile washed over her, pride evident in every curve of his lips, a sight that made her own lips quiver.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"W-Wow." Hinata sniffled, "I never imagined I-I would ever see the day where I could surpass you, Naruto-sensei," She expressed in awe, observing as he inched closer.

Naruto chuckled lightly, a gentle smile playing on his lips, "You've come a long way, Hinata-chan. It hasn't been easy, but I've never stopped believing in you. Not for a second." He reassured her, his voice tinged with pride.

Hinata blushed, feeling a surge of warmth well up in her chest at his words, "Oh, arigato, Naruto-sensei. Arigato, for everything." She expressed earnestly, deeply grateful.

"You're welcome, my love-"

"But I um, also have another confession." Hinata hummed with a bat of her eyelashes, briefly nibbling on her lower lip.

"Another one?" Naruto's brows arched with intrigue as he took another step closer to her, his blue eyes darkening given his growing arousal.

She nodded eagerly, bringing one hand forth to play with her hair, running her fingers through the sopping wet strands.

"Hai, I-I um, actually liked it."

"Liked what?" Naruto's curiosity deepened, his gaze unwavering.

"When you touched me. I always liked it when you touched me." Hinata admitted, another confession of her own.

"Y-You did, huh?" Naruto's eyes widened slightly, surprised by her admission.

"I want you to touch me more."

"Where?"

"Everywhere." Hinata's voice grew slightly bolder, practically moaning at him.

Her lavender eyes locked onto his blue ones, and for once, they both boldly reflected what the other felt, openly displaying their emotions.

The thin line between professional trainer and trainee had officially blurred, and now they were acting on feelings they had both always known were there.

"Everywhere?" Naruto repeated, finally stepping in front of Hinata.

Hinata nodded, a shy smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "Hai, everywhere. I want you to touch every inch of my body, N-Naruto-sensei."

And that was all Naruto had to hear before he let the beast inside him loose, breaking free from the shackles he had placed on himself.

Finally, he was going to act on the desires, the feelings he had harbored for Hinata since the moment their eyes first met.

He's not going to hold himself back anymore.

To hell with his job.

To hell with the rules.

To hell with everything.

He loves Hinata.

And Hinata loves him too.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. The world around them faded away until it was just the two of them.

Only them.

Naruto breathed hotly against her lips, his blue eyes repeatedly flickering down to them.

"Then everywhere it is."

And it was those words, he sealed the deal.

Before Hinata could even blink, Naruto reached one hand forward, roughly cupping her cheek and slamming his lips against hers.

The force of his body crashing into hers caused her backside to slam against the shower glass door behind her, the impact echoing with a sharp thud, leaving her breathless from the sudden collision.

The cool surface pressed into her bare backside, sending a shiver down Hinata's spine.

But Hinata stood unfazed.

Unfazed by how rough Naruto was with her.

Instead, she busied herself with frantically tearing his clothes off.

Her delicate hands hurriedly traveled down his torso, gripping the hem of his sleeveless hoodie and peeling it up his body and over his head.

She flung the discarded article aside with an indifference that made Naruto chuckle, clearly not caring where it landed. Naruto quickly moved to help her, his hands fumbling to shed the rest of his clothes off.

Their kiss paused briefly, but they quickly dove back in, their lips eager to reconnect, not wanting the moment to end.

Their kiss was relentless, only becoming messier and messier. 

Lips clashed against lips.

Teeth grazed against teeth.

And breaths mingled.

There was no finesse, only the desperate need to be close to one another, to finally express their feelings.

Their tongues tangled, colliding against one another, engaged in a battle where neither cared who came out on top.

Their saliva slipped from their mouths as they explored and tasted the other with a fervor that left them both breathless and craving for more.

Hinata practically melted in the kiss.

Literally.

She quite literally felt her soul escape her body and ascend to heaven in response to Naruto's lips ravaging hers. She found herself pausing in her efforts to remove his shorts, her hands rushing forth to wrap her arms around his neck, clinging onto him for dear life.

For a moment there, she had totally forgotten what it was like to be kissed or what lips even felt like against hers.

The warmth.

The softness.

The intimacy.

The last time she had been kissed was in high school. Sadly.

But now, as Hinata reminisced, all the kisses she had combined back then could not even hold a candle to the kiss Naruto was bestowing upon her right now.

His kiss was so powerful, packed such a mighty punch that it made the kisses with her ex seem like child's play, a feeble attempt at intimacy.

Her ex's kisses now seemed like a cheap knock-off of what a true kiss should be—a true kiss from a real man should feel like.

Yes, Naruto... Oh, Kami.

Naruto was on a completely different level.

He had the ability to make her feel like the only woman in the world, the only woman that mattered with just a kiss.

The way his body of muscles pressed against her soft curves...

The way his calloused hand, rough yet powerful, chose to cradle her face gently, treating her like a precious treasure deserving of love and adoration.

The way he explored her lips with a sense of purpose and passion...

Oh yes.

It all spoke so much about his maturity and understanding of what it meant to truly connect with someone on a deeper level.

Indeed, a man he was—a man whom Hinata would willingly open her legs to.

Personal trainer or not.

Naruto's lips were so addictive; they seemed to ignite something deep within Hinata that had been dormant for far too long.

Like a delicious sin, she couldn't resist.

His lips were a perfect blend of soft and firm, the deep depths of his mouth exuding a welcoming warmth that drew her in. He moved his lips with a knowing precision, with confidence as if he had studied her every response and knew exactly how to elicit a reaction.

He explored her mouth with his tongue with an aim to be as nasty as possible, swiping the top of his wet appendage across her teeth and gums, only to end it off by sticking it down her throat.

He found all the right spots to suck, to lick, to bite, to unravel her completely.

He also tasted sweet too, so sweet.

Kami, she wanted to eat him.

Hinata felt like she couldn't breathe.

Her head kept knocking back, the resounding thuds reverberating against the shower door as Naruto fervently moved his head to deepen the kiss, his body pressing her further into the enclosed space.

But deepening the kiss wasn't his only intention.

He suddenly pulled away, trailing his lips from hers down to her cheek, jawline, and neck, leaving a path of warm butterfly kisses and a glistening trace of saliva along her pale skin. His moans grew more intense as he worshipped her body with each kiss, finally exploring her freely as he had always dreamed.

And Hinata welcomed him to explore her, every last inch of her.

He kissed her all over, taking his time. He savored the taste and texture of her wet skin, the shower water droplets mingling with his lips.

His hands also began to move, and he suddenly surprised her by cupping her breasts, one in each hand.

He gently kneaded them, like dough, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples, sending shivers of pleasure through Hinata. Her breath hitched, and she arched her back, pressing herself more firmly into his manly hands, savoring the sensation of his strong, warm touch.

Hinata moaned softly, but her moan turned into an even louder one when Naruto surprised her yet again by lowering himself and taking one of her nipples into his warm mouth.

He sucked hard.

Kami, it felt so good.

Hinata felt her body squirming, her breasts vibrating with delight at finally being touched by someone other than herself—specifically by Naruto, her dear sensei.

Her pussy was practically gushing now as she watched him just go at it, sucking on her perky tit, his lips tightly sealed around it. His blonde bangs partially covered his eyes by his stance, but that didn't stop him from looking up at her.

The corners of his lips curled into a smirk, clearly enjoying her reactions. He pulled back with a plop, leaving her rosy red nipple glistening with his saliva. Hinata's breath hitched at the sudden coolness against her wet skin, sending more shivers up her spine.

Without hesitation, he shifted to the other nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking eagerly.

His hand continued to knead and squeeze the first breast, ensuring it didn't feel neglected. His palm pressed firmly against the soft flesh, his fingers occasionally grazing her sensitive nipple, sending double waves of pleasure straight through her body. The combination of his mouth and hand working in tandem was almost too much to bear, leaving her gasping and moaning in his grasp.

Hinata felt like she was losing it.

She squirmed even more, her legs weak and trembling, "Ooh, sensei, yes," She moaned, barely able to speak, drool forming at the corners of her mouth.

"Mmm, you like that?" Naruto asked with a groan, releasing her right nipple out of his mouth with another sloppy, lewd plop, before moving back to hungrily suck on her left one.

He alternated between them rather quickly.

First left, then right, back to left, and then right again.

He then caught her off guard by bringing her breasts together, pressing the two mounds against each other in the center of her chest. This allowed him to take both nipples into his gaping mouth, his eyes sparkling mischievously as he gazed up at her.

Hinata almost came right then and there.

A pleasant sensation tugged deep in her gut, then slipped down to her pussy, stirring it up exactly as it desired.

She squealed as she watched him suck both of her nipples, simultaneously.

It was so hot.

"Ooh yes, Naruto-sensei! Kami, that feels soo good!!" Hinata screeched, just absolutely loving the skilled way he handled her—played with her. It was just like her kinky little sex dreams.

"Mmm, your tits are so perfect, Hinata-chan," Naruto groaned, releasing both of her nipples, watching them wobble about. His lips were now slick with his saliva, which he licked off slowly with his tongue.

"I can just fucking-mmm."

Before he could even get the words out, Hinata suddenly reached out, her hands moving to cup his cheeks, pulling him into another kiss. She couldn't control herself. She wanted to feel the very lips, that had brought her such pleasure, pressed against hers once more.

Naruto moaned into the kiss, far from complaining. to kissing Hinata. Hell no.

He had no complaint in the world.

Naruto responded with equal fervor, matching her intensity.

But reunited once more, Naruto decided it was time to resume undressing, to get his hands back to work. He slid his fingers beneath the waistband of his shorts, swiftly pulling them down, while Hinata's hands deftly found their way under his boxers, removing them too.

He then kicked off his sneakers and socks in a rush, his shoes awkwardly bouncing across the tiled floors before eventually coming to a stop further into the room.

Now, he was finally naked.

Completely naked.

Naruto stood there in all his naked glory, before Hinata, prompting her to break their kiss to excitedly take in the sight of his exposed body, a vision of masculine perfection laid bare before her.

Her breath caught in her throat as she drank in every inch of him, her eyes tracing the curves and contours of his mighty physique.

It was a moment she had dreamt of countless times, but the reality exceeded even her wildest fantasies.

Hinata's hand trembled slightly as she reached out to touch Naruto's chest. Her fingers tentatively delved into tight but supple skin that invited her touch, her fingertips sinking into his sun-kissed flesh.

Now it was her turn to run her hands over his body, and she ensured not a single inch of him was left untouched.

She rocked her hand about, feeling the ridges and valleys of his muscles, feeling the way they rippled like waves in response to her fingers.

Her touches were feather-light and pleasurable, causing Naruto to tilt his head back and release sounds that stirred Hinata's pussy awake.

Her juices began to trickle down her thighs, mixing with the remnants of the shower water that still covered her.

"Oh kami, you... you're so perfect, sensei," She stammered, speechless.

Hinata marveled at the definition of his abs, the strength in his arms, the firmness of his chest, and the overall massive size of his body in comparison to hers.

His mere form cast a shadow over her, the dimension of his shoulders surpassing the width of her entire body, cornering her against the shower door.

It was a sensory overload, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips, realizing the raw power and beauty of him; a chiseled masterpiece that's laid hidden from her all this time.

This was Naruto, her sensei, her crush, completely exposed before her.

Vulnerable yet strong.

Hinata was in total awe.

She couldn't keep her eyes off of him.

Her fingers traced further down, nails clawing against his skin leaving behind red trails on his tanned flesh.

Naruto groaned once more, "Fuck."

Hinata hummed, her fingers continuing down his toned abdomen, all eight of his abs, his defined V-line, his taut thighs, until her fingertips brushed against the pointy meat monster that boldly stuck out at her, sticking from a wild patch of blonde hair.

The part of him she's been fantasizing the most about.

But as soon as she touched it, she felt a large hand reach to grab her wrist, halting her movements.

"Careful, love." Naruto chuckled dryly, raising one blonde eyebrow at her.

"You sure you wanna go there?" He teased once more, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.

His words carried a hint of challenge as if he was daring her, testing her limits. Hinata could feel it, he was pushing the boundaries, determined to see how far she was willing to go with him.

Hinata could detect a challenge when it was presented, and she definitely knew that's what Naruto was throwing her way now.

And without hesitation, she embraced it.

Hinata extended her tongue, gliding it sensually across her lips, savoring the lingering taste of him on them.

Naruto let out a low groan, his gaze following the path of her tongue.

"What's the matter, sensei?" She teased, an amusing glint in her eyes.

She cocked her head to the side, a playful pout on her lips, "Afraid you'll be too rough with me?" She teased, a challenge and invitation wrapped in one enticing package.

Naruto's laughter rumbled in his chest, his eyes crinkled at the corners. A fondness was evident in his gaze as he met her playful challenge with a knowing smile.

"Heh, you read my mind, sweetheart." He moaned before reaching out with his free hand. He wrapped his large hand around her petite neck and roughly pulled her closer, eliciting a gasp from her.

"Don't wanna hurt ya."

Hinata playfully giggled, a cute giggle,

"Aww, that's funny, I always thought you were a vanilla guy," She teased, with a rock of her body.

She couldn't resist teasing him.

It was so fun.

And it was even more rewarding to see his face scrunch up at her remark, one of his eyebrows raising high.

A reaction she honestly wasn't expecting.

Naruto tsked softly, releasing her wrist before sliding both of his hands along the sides of her neck to cradle her cheeks, holding her face gently but firmly.

With his height advantage, he loomed over her, a dominant presence that sent a thrill down her spine.

He seemed to laugh at her response.

"Vanilla, huh..." His gaze leisurely traced a path from Hinata's face down to her sexy ass body; a body he's wanted nothing more than to fuck the shit out of, to work her holes raw.

'Vanilla, she says?' Naruto mused, his lips curling in a scoff.

If one could peer into the depths of his mind and see the vivid, carnal fantasies of Hinata that haunted him daily—desires he struggled to suppress with all his might—they would surely realize that 'vanilla' was definitely not the word to even begin to fucking describe them.

Naruto tsked once more.

"Oh my love, I hate to break it to ya," He cracked a grin, "but you are sorely mistaken-"

"Show me," Hinata exhaled, her voice trembling with anticipation, "Show me that side of you, Naruto-sensei." Her nod was eager, almost desperate.

"Please, I-I can handle it."

"Mmm, you're playing with fire, Hinata-chan," He warned, but her smile grew when she saw the flicker of approval in his eyes.

"But of course, when have I ever denied your wishes, hm?"

"Never," Hinata breathed, her trust in him unwavering.

"And it ain't starting now," Naruto growled against her lips, before moving his face forward to press his lips against hers once more, emitting a wet plop through the space.

He pulled back only to dive forward and give her another one, her head rocking in his hold.

Hinata moaned.

"Mmm, I'm gonna fuck your brains out, baby." He kissed her again.

"Gonna push that body to its limits like never before." He promised with a gruff groan.

"Stretch those pretty fucking holes of yours." He murmured against her lips, followed by another deep kiss, a rougher one that caused her head to cock back in his hold.

"Wear you out," He continued, keeping her firmly placed with his large hands against her cheeks, cupping along her jawline.

"Heh," He chuckled softly, his breath hot against her skin, "and drive that beautiful mind of yours wild," He breathed, horny as fuck.

Just as Hinata was.

"I hope you can keep up with me," Naruto quipped, that same mischievous glint dancing in his eyes.

Hinata hummed, shrugging.

"Mmm, well," She remarked, "I suppose trying is better than not trying at all, right?" She countered, giving her breasts a sway all while glancing up at him through her lashes.

Naruto groaned in satisfaction, humming low.

"Mmm, I've taught you well."

With those words, he launched forward to really kiss her, pressing his lips fiercely against hers once more, his hands sliding down to firmly grip her thighs.

Hinata understood exactly what he wanted.

In a swift motion, she leaped up into his waiting arms, feeling the strength of his grip as he effortlessly caught her, placing her delicately against him.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his muscular waist, pulling him closer, their bodies fitting together in a way that was wrong but felt oh so right.

Her arms desperately sought their place around his neck, fingers tangling in his blonde hair as she drew their kiss deeper.

His hands gave her bouncing juicy ass a playful smack that made her jump in his hold. The alluring squeeze that followed only added to the thrill, her body responding eagerly to his touch as she melted into the kiss.

Extending his hand, Naruto grabbed the shower door, the same one that led to the shower Hinata had just used moments ago.

Naruto brought them both into the shower, carrying Hinata effortlessly against his muscular body as if she weighed nothing more than a toothpick.

His feet splashed against the tile floor, settling in the puddles of water beneath them.

"Back into the shower you go, eh?" Naruto chuckled out, breaking their kiss.

Hinata giggled as Naruto reached over to turn the shower knob back on, unleashing the water again.

"You don't mind if I join ya this time, do you?"

They both shared a joyous laugh as the water from the showerhead shot out and cascaded over their entwined bodies. The warm spray mingled with their laughter, drawing them closer than ever before.

Hinata hummed in satisfaction, bringing one finger forth to tap his nose. She relished his signature foxy grin.

She shook her head, "No, I don't mind, my dear sensei. I don't mind at all."

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"Hai! Like that! Please keep fucking me just like that, Naruto-sensei!"

Hinata's moans were relentless.

Kami, how long had it been since she's been fucked...

and like this?

Too long.

Too damn long.

The women's gym shower room was now filled with her cries of pleasure, desperate and loud, echoing off the walls and shattering the tranquility of the space.

She was loud, maybe a tad too loud, she had to admit, but who could blame her?

She was finally getting some dick.

The man of her dream's dick, to be exact.

So, the last thing on Hinata's mind was the possibility of getting caught or someone overhearing them, especially when she was busy getting her pussy pounded from behind.

How could she think when she was being dicked down so good?

Spoiler alert: She couldn't.

So, no, she didn't give a damn about being heard.

Neither did Naruto.

For them, the outside world was no more, long melted away, leaving only the two of them in their own private universe.

They stood together in the steamy shower, where they explored a new dynamic, a new approach to fitness.

A more intimate route.

A better route in their opinion.

Their bodies naked, pressed together, skin meeting skin.

At this moment, their roles as trainer and trainee were officially discarded, tossed completely out the window.

They abandoned all pretense as they finally made love for the first time.

It was the climax of their longing, a bond that surpassed all previous limitations. Every barrier had crumbled, every inhibition cast aside, and any hint of professionalism that was left between them was now non-existent.

Now, Naruto was no longer Hinata's trainer.

And Hinata was no longer his client.

They were simply two people who had lost control, swept away by the intoxicating bliss of pleasure. They were two people that have given in to the desires they'd kept buried deep inside, each yearning for what the other could offer.

Now, they were no longer hiding.

No longer denying.

No longer holding back.

Their boundaries were broken and now they were letting their true feelings hang all out.

Now, they were raw.

Unfiltered.

Desperate.

Above them, the shower head was working overtime, releasing a steady stream of water nonstop, the droplets flowing on Hinata and Naruto like gentle rain. Every droplet seemed to skate across their bare bodies, tracing along their skin, muscles, and vulnerabilities alike, quickly drenching them both from head to toe.

Blonde and midnight blue hair clung to their damp skin, framing their flushed cheeks and foreheads, and sinking over their glazed eyes.

The sensation of the warm water against their bare skin heightened their senses, making the moment all the more better.

Hinata's body was completely wet, the water soaking her hair, the sleek, dark strands clinging to her skin.

Droplets trickled down her curves, accentuating every contour of her breasts, flat stomach, the small of her back, and rounded buttocks. Each water droplet seemed to illuminate her pale skin, casting a radiant glow over her entire body; like a sculpture of natural beauty.

Naruto was equally soaked to the bone, water sliding all over his tanned muscles, cleansing away the sweat and dirt that clung to his skin, leaving behind a radiant sheen.

Every sculpted muscle gleamed in the light, from his bulging deltoids and biceps to his defined eight-pack and powerful quadriceps and hamstrings; sturdy pillars of strength bulging under the water's constant attention.

With his calloused hands keeping a firm grip on her hips, he had Hinata pinned against the shower door. Her breasts were flattened against the glass, rosebud nipples grazing its surface as he took her from behind.

Bent over completely, Hinata made room for the muscular giant behind her, who amusingly seemed to fill the entire space in the shower, fitting perfectly against her soft curves.

The steam from the shower now filled the air, casting a veil over their bodies, and coating the frosted glass in a thick mist.

Through the steamy haze, only the curves of Hinata's pale figure and the contrasting tan, muscular silhouette of Naruto standing behind her were visible on the other side of the glass.

Yet, even with this limited view, it was clear what was transpiring between them.

Crystal clear.

Naruto's hips, firm as steel, delivered relentless thrusts echoing the pounding beat of a drum, slaying Hinata's cheeks like there was no tomorrow.

Each impact felt like a sharp crack of a whip against her backside, sending a powerful wave of pleasure coursing through her arched spine, leaving her breathless and yearning for more.

Her petite form paled in comparison to Naruto's towering frame as she arched to meet his thrusts which were so mighty, they kept her pressed against the unforgiving shower door.

Their hips smacked together in a desperate, needy fit, back and forth, the sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberating through the steam-filled room nonstop.

An erotic tune of their own making.

Naruto showed no signs of stopping, his movements as consistent and powerful as ever.

He kept at it, relentlessly offering all nine bulging inches of his cock to Hinata's needy pussy, its folds throbbing around his shaft, drooling its juices all over the place.

Her velvety walls obediently kept themselves spread wide for him, eagerly welcoming the intrusion of something larger than her own fingers or her vibrator for a change—a big ass cock that transversed places within her that neither of those things could reach.

His cock brought forth a delicious sensation of fullness, stretching her open, sending butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

With each moment that's passed, with each thrust, she could feel the floodgates inside her crack wider and wider.

And as each second passed, Hinata was reminded of everything she had been missing, everything she had been longing for.

And she felt thankful that now she's finally gotten... everything.

Hinata mewled in glee, a big stupid grin plastered on her flushed face, her lavender eyes heavily glazed.

She had totally forgotten how good it felt to be filled by a man's cock.

It was so large, thick, hot, and alive.

Hinata arched herself to the pleasure like a parched flower, relishing every moment, every entry and exit of Naruto within her.

Each time he plunged his cock deep into her core, his mushroom tip grazing against her cervix, she experienced a gratifying sense of fullness followed by a moment of emptiness as he thrust out, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her.

It was a cycle.

Being close, Naruto let out numerous sexy ass moans by her ear, his muscles weighing heavily against her.

His calloused hands maintained their firm grip on her hips, delivering satisfying squeezes that her inner walls absolutely loved. They responded eagerly, tightening around his cock in a snug embrace, rewarding him in kind with jolts of addicting pleasure.

Another groan escaped his lips by her ear, accompanied by a string of curses.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. Your pussy's so tight, baby."

The sound of Naruto swearing was still so new to her, and no matter how many times he'd dropped curse bombs on her, she just couldn't quite get used to them.

But she couldn't deny that hearing him curse was so hot.

"Kami, it feels so good to be inside you, Hina."

Hinata perked up at the new nickname. Ooh, that's new.

She certainly liked it.

Hell, who was she kidding? She loved everything Naruto did and said.

Absolutely everything.

Every move Naruto made seemed to sear a path through her as he continued to explore the depths of her tight vaginal canal.

The heat that seemed to literally radiate from his veiny shaft remained inside her even when he momentarily slipped out of her.

It felt like a branding.

His essence imprinted on her slick walls, a constant reminder of his presence and the pleasure he brought.

A constant reminder that...

Her pussy was now his pussy.

And for the most part, her pussy was happy with that fact.

Quite the naughty thing it was.

Her pussy was having one happy ass time, basking in the attention it had craved for so long, relishing the stimulation from the very source that had kept it wet every second of every day.

Hinata felt her lips fluttering and spasming down there, her opening contracting around the imposing girth that steadily pumped it raw and stretched it to its limits.

Her pussy practically sang praises of the pleasure it experienced, contributing to the many sounds that the two were already making. The obnoxiously loud, juicy squelching sounds it made showcased a level of ecstasy that even her own touch couldn't replicate.

Her pussy was putting on a show for Naruto, behaving like a needy little slut all by itself.

But Hinata couldn't ignore one undeniable truth.

The longer his cock pounded her...

The longer he expertly kept his tempo without fail, and...

The longer he commanded his hips to strike her with the same strength and force...

She began to recall something.

Hinata began to truly understand the essence of Naruto's words from earlier, witnessing firsthand the depth of their meaning.

The promises he made.

The warnings he gave.

"Mmm, you're playing with fire, Hinata-chan."

"I'm gonna fuck your brains out."

"I hope you can keep up with me."

Those were clear cautionary signs for her.

Hinata must have been out of her mind to completely overlook the incredible stamina that Naruto possessed, the unwavering determination he showed in every active endeavor.

How could she forget that the man literally had unlimited stamina; that he seemingly never gets tired?

And it must've also slipped her mind that sex was undeniably an active endeavor in itself as well.

'Duh Hinata.' She chastised herself.

So, it wasn't exactly rocket science to predict what was about to happen, what was in store for her.

She was in for a long night.

She was bracing herself for a marathon night ahead—drenched and pruney, eagerly taking her sensei's fat cock until the sun came up.

Hinata hummed.

'That doesn't sound too bad to me,' She thought, before her train of thought was abruptly disrupted.

Hinata let out a yelp as Naruto suddenly delivered another powerful thrust that sent mega shockwaves through her, his hips driving into her with the force of a charging bull.

Her hardened nipples were pushed even deeper into the glass door than before, squishing them and sending a jolt of electric pleasure coursing through her body.

Naruto chuckled when he caught Hinata whipping her head back at him over her shoulder, water trickling down her nose from her damp bangs.

"S-Sensei, n-nani-?"

The blonde grinned at her, that familiar mischievous spark ignited in his eyes.

"Gomen, my love." He apologized.

"I just noticed you were... drifting off a bit there." Naruto playfully clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"You know I don't like that, Hina," He said in a teasing, sing-song tone.

Hinata giggled, arching an eyebrow, "Hm? Don't like what, sensei?"

She decided to indulge in her favorite endeavor and tease her spiky-haired trainer a bit.

Naruto leaned in closer, licking the water from his lips, "When you're not focused, especially when you're not focused on me," He admitted with a smirk, his blue eyes hooded.

"Stay focused, Hina," He urged, his voice deep and husky, sending a shiver down her spine.

"I need your full attention, completely focused as I fuck you," He whispered, his warm breath caressing her skin.

"Can you do that for me?" He asked with a nod, seeking confirmation.

Hinata bit her lip but obediently nodded, "Hai, sensei."

"Now that's the spirit."

And with those words said, Naruto went right back to fucking her.

And Hinata went right back to screaming.

Naruto took her deep as he took her hard.

The facade of restraint he had maintained for all this time, for months, has completely shattered, giving way to raw desire and passion that consumed him entirely.

He wasn't taking it easy on Hinata.

He wasn't holding back, nowhere near the vanilla shit Hinata had imagined he'd stick to. Hell no.

Naruto went all in on that pussy, giving her everything he had, his one hundred percent without hesitation or regrets.

Hinata struggled to hold on, to obey his order to stay focused on him and not totally blank out.

He thrust into her with such intensity that it felt like an assault on her poor body. He fucked her so hard that it seemed as if he wanted to penetrate her right through the glass of the shower door itself.

He told her he'll fuck her brains out, and that was a promise he intended to keep.

Naruto demonstrated a mastery over her pleasure, every touch, every whispered word, and every thrust driving her closer to a mind-shattering orgasm.

He was a mentor even now. Oddly enough.

He was a mentor in the realm of intimacy, not only commanding her directly but commanding her body with expertise, coaxing her inner walls to respond as he desired.

Stretch. Tighten. Cum.

Her pussy followed his lead, obediently responding to the whispered instructions of his cock with a language of their own, bringing them both to the pinnacle of shared pleasure.

Naruto made her take every inch of his nine-inch cock, clutching her hips with a firmness that threatened to leave bruises on her susceptible skin.

The spiky-haired trainer watched her from behind. A beautiful fucking sight.

Her pale body was entirely covered in water just like his, steadily sprayed upon by the active shower head.

Rivulets of water meandered down her slender back, tracing a path over her supple ass cheeks, down the crevice between them before teasing his cock as it thrust in and out of her snug warmth.

He watched the water wash her, more particularly tracking the water droplets that slipped down to her rear end.

He groaned.

That fucking ass.

Oh yes, Hinata had quite the ass on her. A feast for the senses.

That ass of hers was an alluring sight, one that captured his gaze and held it captive. An ass he remembered assisting her vividly in sculpting through countless leg lunges, mountain climbers, and squats.

It was a reward just seeing it in her high waist sculpted yoga pants and leggings, (even better when she was in shorts), but damn, it was a true blessing to see it now, fully revealed in all its naked glory.

Holy fuck, he felt like bussing his load right then and there.

Naruto felt his nuts tighten.

The blonde couldn't take his eyes off of it.

Both cheeks were round and full, bouncing each time his hips crashed into her, meeting his shaft in a collision like the clash of cymbals. Her pale skin was smooth and flawless, begging to be touched, caressed, and spanked.

The view of her buttocks, outlined by the arch of her lower back and the graceful curve of her thighs, was enough to keep him rock hard and going on strong.

It was enough to have him drooling all over the place like a fucking dog; enough to make him want to devour her ass with his tongue, and palm its curves with his hands.

Her ass was a sight to behold, a perfect blend of softness and firmness that promised endless delights to his eyes, and to his cock as it steadily massaged itself along his length.

Naruto couldn't help himself and landed a solid smack across her ass. The sound of his slap echoed through the room, as did the loud cry from Hinata that followed it.

The spiky-haired blonde then grabbed her right cheek firmly with a lewd moan, giving it a playful jiggle, stealing more glimpses of her pretty pink pussy in between.

"Fuck, you're killing me, Hina." He let out another curse, the new nickname dripping with such eroticism that it caused Hinata's pussy to clench around his cock even tighter.

Naruto groaned, taking a breath through his teeth, "You're fucking killing me with your pretty ass, fuck." He groaned in drunken frustration, marveling at her perfection.

"I can't get enough of you, baby."

Hinata let out a moan before playfully shaking her ass, tempting Naruto even further by swaying her cheeks along his length, from tip to base.

Naruto groaned, a guttural sound of pleasure, biting his lip as he beheld her twerk that ass on him.

However, her teasing only earned her another firm slap across the ass. And just as he expected, Hinata released a quivering moan in response.

Fucking music to his ears.

The blonde savored the sound of her moans; they were the one of the best parts of the entire moment.

Hinata was so vocal to him, so vocal in her pleasure.

A true screamer.

Her soft, angelic voice hit notes so high that would bring an opera singer to shame, her voice ringing his ears causing him to actually wince.

She screamed, as if every sensation was overwhelming her, as if she was losing her mind.

But her screams were a good thing.

It means he was putting in work.

"Sensei! S-Sensei, hai, right there!!" Hinata's voice trembled with desire as she gasped out his title, her words a plea for more of the intense pleasure he was delivering.

Even now, she couldn't let go of calling him sensei. It was hot, and she knew Naruto secretly loved when she called him that.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she felt his dick twitch inside of her, knocking against her walls like a flopping fish.

Naruto cursed again, moving one hand away from her hip to run it through his sopping wet blonde hair, bringing it out of his face.

"Holy fuck."

Hinata whimpered once more as the sting of another harsh slap spread across her ass, the sensation searing her skin and leaving a rosy hue in its wake.

Her voice dropped to a low hum as the sting settled in, a mixture of pleasure and pain echoing through the steam-filled air of the shower.

"Oh k-k-kami!!"

Each gasp that escaped her parted lips merely added to the fog on the shower door, with loose strands of water droplets trickling down its surface at varying speeds—a mix of slow, steady streams and quick, rushing droplets.

Her delicate hands were firmly pressed against the slick wall, seeking support amidst the intense pleasure.

"Mmm, your moans are so beautiful, Hina." Naruto breathed close to her ear, rushing his calloused hands up her perfectly arched backside.

She shuddered.

"I just love the sounds you make." He breathed close, his voice incredibly husky.

"I love that adorable squeak you let out when I do this."

Suddenly, with a growl, he gave her a deep thrust, burying his cock into the deepest reaches of her pussy, forcing her canal to swallow him.

And just as he predicted again, Hinata let out a high-pitched mouse squeak, her legs wobbling like crazy below her.

"N-Nghh, sensei!!"

Naruto chuckled.

"Hell yeah!" He whooped in delight, basking in her reaction. His abs clenched tight as her velvety walls squeezed needingly around his length, constricting him in place.

Her walls felt incredibly hot, like an oven slowly cooking his cock, but in the most pleasurable way possible.

The spiky-haired trainer moaned, "Oh yes, baby. And I love the needy little moans you make when I just fucking start it back up again." Naruto playfully teased her before ramping back up his thrusts, kicking his hips back into gear.

Pulling his pelvis away from her asscheeks, he withdrew his length until only the tip remained inside her, creating a wet, sloppy squelch to emit.

Then, he rolled his hips against her, greeting her with a nine-incher she could feel all the way to her stomach.

Her lavender eyes rolled.

"Hai! Hai, like that! Give it to me!" Hinata cried out, her body spasming from the overwhelming fullness she felt.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll give it to you," Naruto growled, reaching out to grasp a handful of her hair.

Hinata moaned softly, her head tilting back sharply. Ooh, kinky.

"I'll give it to you so fucking good, beautiful."

It was only then that Naruto picked up his pace, and really showed her what it felt like to be fucked by a man. But he didn't just pick up his pace, he also simultaneously switched it up on her ass.

Naruto started by gyrating against her, moving his hips in a circular motion. He held her waist with one hand to provide stability as he thrust into her, while the other hand firmly gripped her hair, pulling her upper body away from the shower door.

Naruto tightly gripped the strands of her dark blue hair in his fist, sending sharp jolts of pain through her scalp. Her head jerked back and forth under his control, writhing like a puppet on its strings.

His gyrations, however, soon enough transitioned back into powerful piston thrusts as Hinata's velvety walls lavished his cock with more attention, igniting a fervor in him that escalated higher and higher until...

His hips began to pound against hers twice as fast, the impact intensifying the sound of their bodies colliding, and Hinata's screams.

Now, the veiny shaft inside her indulged in the game of playing with her intestines, each thrust seemingly diving deeper than the last.

Naruto pistoned his hips against her beautifully rounded asscheeks, loving how her round peach treated him to a constant show of bouncing back and forth in a tizzy, delighting his ears with an addicting smack of flesh against flesh every time he made contact with her.

Hinata's body trembled like a leaf under such stimulation, her legs wobbling like noodles.

Her hands were the only lifeline that kept her up, all ten fingers plastered against the glass door.

Hinata felt so good, she could hardly speak.

She could hardly think straight.

Could hardly see.

Her vision blurred as her lavender eyes rushed to the back of her head, her senses overwhelmed by the intense stimulation she felt, both from within and the added sensation of her nipples constantly brushing against the door.

The dual stimulation drove her to the brink of madness, her fingers curling against the glass, leaving streaks of moisture in their wake.

"O-O-Oh Naruto-sensei!" She called out his name, praising him for fucking her so good.

Her stomach churned with anticipation, a tight knot forming as the pleasure surged higher and higher within her.

She certainly knew what that meant.

Her love juices coated Naruto's shaft and thighs, mingling with the warmth of the shower water, creating a slippery mess. It was difficult to distinguish whose essence was whose as it flowed down their legs, under their feet, and eventually down the drain.

Yes, a total mess.

"You like that?" Naruto's movements were rapid, like a jackhammer, steadily splattering shower water all across the way, splashing them tenfold.

Hinata could barely hold on.

Naruto growled, giving her hair a yank, "You like how my cock just works you out, eh? Work out that fucking pussy?"

"Hai, I love it! Work me out!" Hinata screamed, "Work out my naughty hole, sensei-eek!!"

Naruto suddenly switched it up again and began to work his cock in a certain direction so his tip could find her g-spot, purposely keeping his same speedy ass pace.

Hinata released a choked groan, her tongue lolling out of her mouth when he found it.

Naruto nodded in satisfaction, "Ahh, now that's what I'm talking about."

"Gahh! I-I'm gonna cum! I feel like-" She cried out, feeling the knot in her stomach tightened further, almost unbelievably so, practically burning her alive.

Naruto hummed, "Hai, go ahead, Hina. Cum." He commanded, just as he had done countless times before.

"Cum all over this dick." He growled.

"Fucking drench me."

Suddenly, Naruto halted his rapid thrusting by driving his hips deeper into her, burying his cock completely inside her yet again.

He let out a satisfied hum as he felt himself reach her womb, his pelvis kissing her buttocks.

A loud smack echoed through the air, followed by a sudden scream that erupted from Hinata's lips.

She came right on the spot.

"Mmm, hell yeah!" Naruto roared in triumph, her insides squelching like macaroni.

"Ahh, I-I'm cumming!" Hinata let out a raspy, needy cry as her essence spilled out in a rush, spilling all over his cock but also forming a glistening pool on the tiled floor beneath her.

Naruto's primal instincts took over in an instant, his blue eyes locked on the delicacy that was her cum, squirting all over the floor.

Oh no, he can't have that.

He can't let that go to waste.

In a frenzy, like a man possessed, he let her go only to wrap one hand around the base of his shaft. He withdrew from her warmth, his cock flying free with a hefty bounce.

He sought her hips, and before Hinata could even blink, he dove face-first into the intimate space between her asscheeks.

He began feasting on her pussy.

Naruto opened his mouth wide, catching the stream of her cum, his blue eyes rolling to the back of his head at the taste of her.

The musky, intoxicating scent of her arousal filled his senses, and the salty tang of her cum drowned his taste buds, driving him to devour her with unbridled passion.

"Mmm, so delicious." The spiky-haired blonde growled, with a slap to Himata's ass, his tongue weaving back and forth against her folds, licking everything in sight.

Hinata's mouth shot wide agape but at this point no sound escaped as Naruto ate her out, his head rocking back and forth between her cheeks, slurping up her love juices in a greedy fit.

Her cum constantly sprayed out of her but instead of splattering on the floor, her essence landed in Naruto's mouth who slurped, and swallowed her up, like a man parched.

He held her open by the asscheeks to ensure she felt every bit of worship his tongue granted her sensitive pussy.

Naruto was determined to make every moment count, determined to guide Hinata through the peaks and valleys of her climax, ensuring she savored every moment of pleasure.

She deserved it after all.

By now, Hinata's cries had grown desperate.

Her legs shook like crazy, a ticking time bomb.

She felt them grow numb, like any minute now they would just give out—

A yelp escaped her lips as her body suddenly gave way, slumping against the shower wall.

However, she didn't feel the chill of the ground beneath her.

Naruto was quick to catch her, his large hands supporting her weight and keeping her upright.

"Woah, easy there, love," He expressed with concern, furrowing his brows.

"You okay?"

Hinata's head spun, struggling to process the words directed at her. She turned her wobbly head to meet Naruto's gaze, her eyes heavily lidded.

"I-I'm f-f-fine. I just... can't feel my legs."

She faintly heard Naruto chuckle at the jumbled mess that spilled from her lips.

The spiky-haired blonde clicked his tongue, gently helping her back to her feet. He watched as she wobbled, prompting him to keep hold of her waist, pushing her backside against his own.

"Can't feel your legs, huh?" He teased by her ear, his expression turning slightly pouty.

"Aww, did I push you too hard? Gomen, Hina."

"It's oka-"

"How about you take a break, hm?"

"Eh?"

Before Hinata could even process what Naruto meant, she was swiftly pulled away from the shower door, and was given a sudden twist leaving her feeling hella dizzy.

But now, she was facing Naruto.

His calloused hands quickly encircled her waist, and in an instant, Hinata found herself scooped off of her feet and lifted into the air, cradled effortlessly by Naruto's strong arms as if she weighed nothing at all.

All Hinata saw was the floor starting to seem far away, her perspective shifting as Naruto just lifted her into the air. The world below her feet seemed to shrink as she ascended, her body rising higher and higher.

The muscles beneath his skin bulged and flexed as he effortlessly bore her weight, the veins visible beneath the surface, spreading like roots beneath his tanned skin.

Hinata couldn't suppress a squeak of embarrassment as Naruto lifted her naked body a bit higher with a gentle motion of his hands against her waist, making her breasts bounce wildly.

And in a blink of an eye, she found herself lifted onto Naruto's broad shoulders, perched there like a chair with her legs hanging down his back.

His trapezius muscles pressed firmly against her inner thighs, the warmth of his body radiating through her skin, enveloping her in a cocoon of heat.

One hand of his quickly moved to press firmly against the middle of her asscheeks steadying her as she sat on his shoulders, hovering in the air.

Hinata gasped in panic, her head spinning with confusion.

The sudden shift in height, going from her usual puny one to being raised in the air, was startling in itself.

It damn near scared the shit out of her.

"S-Sensei, wh-what are you doing?" Hinata squeaked, her hands flailing for support.

She clung to his blonde hair and then his broad shoulders. With a gasp, she even reached up to press her fingers against the ceiling, her fingers searching for any type of stability in a frenzy.

Naruto's grin widened mischievously as he kept her steady on his shoulders, his hold secure.

"Why don't you take a seat up here," He teased, "get off your feet for a while, and relax, eh?"

Hinata whipped her back down at him.

"N-Nani-eek!"

But just as she was about to speak, her words were muffled by the sensation of his warm lips slamming back against her sensitive pussy again, shutting her up.

However, this time was different.

Due to her peculiar position, her pussy was fully exposed, spread open like a buffet for Naruto's lips to pleasure.

And pleasure they did.

He started by latching onto her fat clit, sending a powerful wave of pleasure coursing through her legs.

Hinata lurched on his shoulders, but Naruto held her still.

His tongue felt like electricity against her delicate skin, shocking her with every touch, igniting a response she couldn't contain.

At this point, her body was exposed and open entirely to her sensei, offering itself completely to Naruto without holding anything back.

She couldn't hide anything from him anymore.

Naruto traced circles around her clit, around and around. He then engulfed the sensitive bud with his mouth and gave it a deep, warm suck, all the while keeping those naughty blue eyes of his locked on hers.

The entire time.

Hinata squealed out, her nerves going into hyperdrive, shooting up her spine and causing her to lurch yet again on his shoulders.

But every time she moved, the hand on her ass would tighten, keeping her in place, leaving her with nowhere to escape from the tantalizing touch of his tongue.

She was at the complete and utter mercy of Naruto's naughty tongue.

The position Hinata found herself in, scratch that, the position Naruto had placed her in was beyond bizarre, one she had never experienced before, especially not for receiving oral pleasure.

Maybe on her back, or on her stomach, but never... like this.

No one had ever placed her in such a crazy position, and the novelty of it alone was blowing her mind.

Hinata's pretty certain this was not a position that comes easy for most men—that is, lifting their partner literally in the air, and placing them on their shoulders to pleasure them.

But Naruto pulled it up effortlessly.

He made it seem like it was just another routine at the gym for him, holding her up with just one hand, like he was lifting weights.

His muscles bulged and flexed under the strain of her 114 pounds, yet he maintained a relaxed demeanor as if this were a casual everyday occurrence for him.

Is he trying to give her a heart attack?

How many times must he go and surprise her?

Hinata bit her lip.

Surpassed him her ass.

Naruto was a total monster for putting her in this position, and it certainly took things to a whole new level.

And it even sparked a new kink for Hinata.

That is—being effortlessly manhandled by her fitness trainer's immense strength during foreplay and even while getting down and dirty.

Oh, hell yeah.

This is what she lives for.

This had to be the best sex she had ever had.

The absolute best.

Her legs remained parted, supported by the solid pillar that was Naruto's muscular neck and shoulders as he kept his face buried in the warmth between her spread thighs, indulging in the feast she offered him.

One hand firmly gripped her buttocks, effortlessly balancing her weight, while the other hand reached down to grasp his shaft, beating his meat as he ate her out.

He did so simultaneously.

Naruto skillfully managed to stroke his cock with one hand, pleasuring himself, while his tongue and lips worked together to make love to Hinata's pussy, leaving no part of her untouched.

The distinct wet sound of him fapping, the sensual slurping of his tongue exploring her sensitive folds, and the gentle patter of the shower water filled Hinata's ears, cementing her further into the moment.

Naruto never relented, not even when she grew all sensitive, had climaxed nearly a dozen times, and was trembling uncontrollably on his shoulders.

No.

Not for a second.

Naruto was obsessed with her. He quite literally couldn't get enough of her.

He was obsessed with making Hinata feel good, hooked on her taste, her moans, her cute little contortions—enthralled by the thought of driving her wild.

He couldn't stop.

He won't stop.

And Hinata surely wasn't protesting.

She let out a loud cry, yanking her hands from the ceiling to tangle them in his thick blonde hair, enjoying the sensation of the soft strands teasing her palms as his tongue teased her pussy, playing with her folds, and clearly having one hell of a time while doing it.

Hinata squealed yet again, glancing down at the hooded blue eyes staring back at her between her thighs, "Oh kami, your t-tongue feels so good. You're spoiling me, sensei-gahh!"

She let out another high-pitched cry, clutching onto the strands of his blonde hair tighter as she felt the sensation of his tongue flicking upwards against her sensitive clit, causing the knot in her stomach to tighten once more.

"Hai! Please, do that again, sensei. Please!" She pleaded, letting out a small whimper of satisfaction as he complied, giving her clit the personalized attention she craved, skillfully teasing her sensitive bud in any way he deemed fit.

Naruto hummed deep into her core just as he rocked his face against her sopping wet folds, his eyes narrowing up at her. By his voice humming into her, it managed to send vibrations through her entire body causing her to buzz all over.

Hinata rocked her head back, closing her eyes, her thighs jerking against Naruto's head.

The midnight blue-haired woman felt weightless on his shoulders, as if she were floating, ascending to heavenly heights.

Her mind was consumed only by the sensation of Naruto's tongue just as he wanted.

Every flick, caress, suck and nip.

Yes.

Hinata's entire being was focused on the pleasure he was giving her, relishing the "break" he was offering her.

Hinata was a total maniac on his shoulders, losing her mind to Naruto's tongue as he had a ball exploring her pussy with his mouth, torturing her clit, tracing her labia with a mighty rock of his head, and dove inside her to tongue fuck her.

It was exhilarating.

All Hinata could do was scream.

"Oh kami, sensei! Please, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!" She cried out in sobs, tears building in her eyes from the intense stimulation.

It didn't take long before she climaxed once more, releasing all over Naruto's face, but he didn't bother to stop.

He kept going, just as she knew he would.

Honestly, Hinata had never been fucked by a man like Naruto before. The time she spent in the shower with him was unforgettable, a moment she knew would replay in her mind for months on end.

She would never forget this night.

The way he played with her body, the sensations he evoked within her, and the number of times he brought her to cum were incomparable to anyone else, even to herself.

Naruto lavished her with a night of intense passion, effortlessly lifting her, bending her over, and pressing her against the shower wall to take her again and again.

And she never objected. Hell no.

Hinata accepted it all, and in the end, she was finally given her reward.

Now, with the shower faucet turned off and the last remnants of water trickling down the tiles, Hinata was roughly pulled onto her knees by her hair.

She followed Naruto's lead and lowered herself onto the cool, damp floor, sensing the hard tiles pressing against her knees and the lingering moisture beneath her.

The silence that followed the cessation of the shower's flow echoed in the small space, only the sounds of Naruto and Hinata's heavy breathing were heard now.

Kneeling on the floor, Hinata's tongue protruded past her parted lips for the cock hovering above her, ready to receive her well-deserved reward all over her face.

Naruto loomed over her now, one hand jerking his throbbing cock mere inches from her face, emitting guttural groans and moans like a wild, unhinged caveman.

His muscles tensed, particularly in his neck, with veins visibly bulging across his entire body, snaking just below the surface of his tanned skin.

It was such a sexy sight to Hinata.

She moaned in delight, fondling her breasts.

Hinata kept her tongue extended even still, a silent plea for his release, "Mmm, hai, give me your cum, sensei. Please, cum all over me." She moaned lewdly, cheeks hot pink.

"Please, I want to feel it all over my body, on my skin, taste it on my lips. Give it to me. I need it, Naruto-sensei, please." The dark-haired woman begged, batting her eyelashes up at him.

"Oh, fuck yeah," Naruto swore, letting out a deep groan of satisfaction, "Keep talking, just like that, baby. I'm, fuck, almost there," He grunted, his wet blonde hair falling over his hooded eyes.

The frantic slapping sound of his hand moving up and down his shaft reverberated through the room, the wet noises mixing with his heavy breathing.

His cock throbbed and pulsed in his hand, his balls jiggling like crazy beneath him. The slickness of pre-cum merely added to the lewd sounds as he feverishly chased his climax to the very edge.

Hinata nodded, complying with Naruto's order with a sultry sway of her hips, her hair clinging to her flushed face, swaying along with her movements and lightly smacking against her back.

She teasingly tugged at her hardened nipples, her breath coming in short, eager gasps.

"Yes, cum on my face, sensei, in my mouth," She pleaded, her voice laced with desire, her fingers tracing over her curves.

"Cum on my tits, please."

With those words and her enticing display, Naruto finally reached his breaking point.

"Fuck, here it comes, Hina, shit!" Naruto's warning was loud and punctuated by a string of more curses. The tension coiled unbearably in his gut as he was finally driven completely over the edge.

Hinata readied herself, her lavender eyes glazed with a mix of excitement and desire as she gazed up at Naruto. Her mouth hung wide open in eager anticipation, ready to receive his cum.

And then, it came.

After a few more hefty pumps, Naruto finally released, emitting a powerful roar as his warm, sticky cum shot out of his tip, landing directly on her.

Hinata cheered in delight as if Naruto's cock was a piñata and his cum the confetti inside, her ultimate prize.

His white jizz erupted from his throbbing member in rapid succession, landing on every available surface it could find.

Hinata kept her mouth wide open the whole while, hoping to catch some of his seed, but the spurts were erratic and they seemed to have a life of their own, spraying in every direction.

His sticky white jizz painted her, hitting her like a target, covering her in a layer of his hot, creamy release.

Her hair, eyes, nose, cheeks, mouth, and breasts.

He covered her just about everywhere.

Naruto managed to pump out an impressive volume of cum which could only indicate his exceptional genetics or perhaps his remarkably healthy diet.

Whatever it was.

It was mesmerizing, watching him release such a massive load, the liquid squirting out of the tip of his cock without an end in sight, his raspy groans erupting nonstop.

His hot sperm clung to her skin like glue, splattering over both of her eyes, causing her to shut them tightly.

But her mouth remained open, eager for more.

A good portion of his cum met her taste buds with a splash, leaving a salty flavor behind that oddly reminded her of ramen.

Each pulse of his release was intense, each spurt decorating more and more of her skin in his hot essence, branding her as his own.

And... yet again, Naruto has surprised her.

It felt like the thousandth time now.

Hinata never imagined that by the end of Naruto's climax, she would be engulfed under an avalanche of semen, leaving her once more soiled and desperate for another round in the shower.

Yep, it's official.

This man was truly perfect in every way; the whole goddamn package.

And now, he was all hers.

And she was all his.

After Naruto was officially finished with his cum marathon, Hinata wasted no time in tidying up his mess.

She began by eagerly swallowing all the sperm that had dribbled into her mouth, gulping it down in one big swallow.

Next, she licked the corners of her lips before running her fingers across her breasts and face, gathering up the cum and popping it into her mouth.

Her eyes rolled back at the unique salty taste, "Mmm, so good," She moaned.

Naruto hummed in satisfaction, relishing the sight of Hinata on her knees, thoroughly ravished and covered in his cum.

And despite being completely out of breath, he couldn't resist stepping back to admire her.

"Beautiful," He whispered hoarsely, his chest heaving, "Absolutely beautiful."

He lowered his fingers down, cradling her chin with a soft touch.

Hinata paused, her movements still as she lifted her head to meet his gaze again.

With a gentle pull, he drew her in for a kiss, their lips meeting in a moment that felt like time stood still.

The kiss was fleeting but meaningful, solidifying the intimacy of their recent encounter and the deeper bond that's formed between them.

Their relationship had evolved beyond just being trainer and trainee; it was deeper than mere professionalism.

Yes, it was more than that.

It was intimate.

It was profound.

It was something they had both yearned for but never expected to discover in each other.

It was an ending that the two didn't see coming.

Yet, it was an ending they both deemed a happy one.

Their kiss came to an end, and Hinata gazed up at Naruto, releasing a contented hum.

She licked her lips, "Mmm, thanks for the workout, Naruto-sensei," She purred, adding a sensual twist to her body, rocking her cum covered breasts at him.

Naruto chuckled, leaning in close to her ear, He gave her chin a gentle tap.

"Anytime, my love," He replied warmly.

He drew back slightly, clicking his tongue in thought, "Oh, that reminds me," He mused, reaching out to take her hand and guide her to her feet.

Upon bringing Hinata's wobbly body to a stand, Naruto quickly wrapped his mighty arms around her in a warm embrace, unable to keep his hands off her.

Hinata happily reciprocated, wrapping her arms around him in a comforting hold, so the two were chest to chest; squishy breasts squashed against rock-hard pecs.

The spiky-haired blonde hummed in contemplation, "I was thinking..." His voice trailed off as he playfully swayed Hinata back and forth in his embrace, gazing fondly into her eyes.

She giggled, "Thinking about what, my love?" She inquired, bringing a hand up to caress his whiskered cheek, cupping it gently.

Naruto's teeth gently grazed his lower lip as he spoke, "I was thinking, what if we switch things up a bit? You know, with everything that has changed between us, perhaps it's time to make some changes to your fitness schedule as well, eh?"

Hinata arched an eyebrow inquisitively, "My fitness schedule?" She questioned, her curiosity piqued.

She tilted her head, "What do you have in mind?"

Naruto flashed a mischievous smirk at her before boldly grabbing her ass, eliciting a soft hum of surprise from her.

"Instead of our usual meeting of four days a week, how about..." He playfully wiggled his eyebrows, his gaze filled with suggestive intent, "we meet every single day of the week, huh?"

Leaning in closer, he tilted his head, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"What do you say, Hina?"

Hinata's eyes widened.

Instantly, her thoughts raced at Naruto's proposal, at his marvelous idea.

Changing her schedule?

Instead of meeting for four days, meet.. every day of the week?

Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh, that sounds absolutely amazing.

Just the thought of it—seeing Naruto every single day, in the gym and, perhaps even outside it, to just spend time with him.

Hinata practically melted at the mere thought.

Honestly, she was happy. Happy knowing that she had someone like Naruto now there for her, always by her side, ready to share every moment, every single day with her.

Hinata couldn't help it but she began to reminisce on the incredible journey they had embarked on.

They've come so far.

She thought back to the strangers they once were, where they were indeed nothing more than trainer and trainee to the strong, confident couple they had evolved into together.

The memories of their first meeting, the instant their eyes locked, flooded her mind, the moment when both of their lives were changed forever.

Being with Naruto on this journey, embarking on her goals, and following Sakura's advice, has been more rewarding than Hinata could have ever imagined.

Not only had she met her fitness goals, she also fulfilled her intimate desires and found someone she wanted to spend the rest of her days with.

Her soulmate.

Her rock.

Her confidant.

She's finally found him.

'Thank you, Sakura-chan.' Hinata thought in her mind, grateful.

Truly grateful.

She would have never done so without her help, never would have found something so precious such as this.

She couldn't ask for anything more.

Once more, Naruto's words from before resonated in her mind, prompting a bright smile to illuminate her face.

Hinata grinned, moving her hands down to trail them along his well-defined arms.

She even licked her lips, savoring the remnants of his cum that lingered there.

She nodded, "Hai, that sounds wonderful, Naruto-sensei."

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A.N.

Alright, folks, that's the end of this two-part oneshot! Another NHmonth prompt down, and just a few more to go! I'm so happy, for real, y'all. I've been working on these prompts for what feels like forever, ugh.

But I had so much fun writing this story, you have no idea, haha! Especially when writing the lemon, hehe. I've always wanted to do a personal trainer AU, so when I saw the 'Sports or Gym AU' prompt for NHmonth, I jumped right on it.

 The idea of exploring the dynamic between Naruto as a dedicated personal trainer and Hinata as his eager trainee was too good to pass up. It was exciting to dive into their training sessions and see how their relationship developed throughout. Now I can cross that prompt off my long, long list of ideas cluttering up my docs, lol.

Though, I can tell you right now, you'll see this AU again. Personal trainer Naruto and trainee Hinata will be back later in this smut collection. There's so much more to explore with them in this AU, don't ya think? 

My mind is already racing with ideas about where I can take their story next. More intense yet touchy training sessions, more lemons, maybe even one in Naruto's fitness room, eh? And perhaps even some moments between them outside the gym. There's so much potential to explore between them that I know you'll all love to read, and I'll love to write.☺️🤭

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. Every comment and vote means a lot, so don't forget to share your thoughts!❤️❤️

-Powerful_Niya