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In The Shadows Of Tomorrow

The cyberpunk nightclub, known as "The Hive," pulsed with a kaleidoscope of colors, casting vibrant hues upon the faces of the ecstatic revelers within.

The thumping bass resonated through the air, creating a symphony of electronic beats that drowned out any possibility of discreet conversations.

Hinata, the Battle Angel, forcefully maneuvered her way through the tightly packed crowd, her lavender-hued cybernetic eyes scanning faces for a distinctive shock of black hair; presumably anyone who resembled her target.

Naruto.

However, navigating through the chaotic swirl of neon lights overhead proved challenging, intensified by the densely packed crowd in the club.

The multitude of people, engaged in dance and revelry, adorned with cybernetic enhancements, robotic parts, and luminescent tattoos, created a visual maze, making it difficult for Hinata to spot her target.

Frustrated, she activated her Byakugan once again to effectively pierce through the crowded confusion.

She wasted no time, urgently scanning the nightclub for Naruto.

Every second counted, and these precious moments were opportunities for Naruto, just like the cockroach that he is, to weave his way out of her clutches and make his escape.

She can't let that happen!

Determined, the midnight blue-haired cyberwoman delved deeper into the crowd, her mission clear—to identify and single out individuals with black hair.

On the dance floor, she stomped her way across, her long braid trailing behind her as she used her Byakugan to survey the scene, swiftly identifying those who harbored black hair. But she gritted her teeth in utter frustration at what she saw.

There were tons of them!

Tons of black-haired men around!

All were turned away from her, revealing their backsides and concealing their faces.

They all danced, jumping up and down in a rhythmic loop to the electric music pulsing throughout the entire building.

Each one had the potential to be Naruto, playing a trick on her, blending seamlessly with the standard clubbers, hiding in plain sight amidst the neon-lit chaos.

Hinata rolled her eyes. "Damn you, dorobō." She hissed.

But, there was no use in complaining.

She had better get to searching.

So, with that, she began her hunt.

Hinata, determined and frustrated, darted from corner to corner as she navigated the crowded dance floor, determination etched on her face despite the growing annoyance within her.

She grabbed unsuspecting black-haired clubbers once, twice, thrice, in an attempt to find Naruto.

But only to find strangers; insignificant pests merely in her way.

Hinata promptly dismissed them with a roll of the eyes, pushing each male away that displeased her before moving on to inspect another black-haired individual in her sight.

All the while, the electric music seemed to weave and entwine with her hunt. Every step, every push and pull of individuals, the beat of the music thudded with her heart, granting her the adrenaline she needed to continue her hunt.

Yet, her assertive maneuvers, pushing and pulling individuals around to scrutinize their faces, disrupted their moments of dancing and laughter.

In response, the dance floor quickly transformed into a tumultuous mix of disturbed, shocked, and pissed-off faces, all directed at her.

"Dude!"

"What the hell!"

"You looking for something, sweetcheeks?"

It was unending torture; numerous people around, but seemingly no sign of Naruto.

Hinata let out a curse under her breath.

'Damnit. Where did you go so fast, dorobō?' She thought to herself in the midst of the chaotic revelry, her intensified eyes darting about.

She needed to take a moment and think.

Hinata needed to step into Naruto's shoes, delve into his mind, and perceive the world through his eyes.

A hunch lingered within her that he was, in fact, here all along, possibly masquerading as one of the black-haired men she had overlooked during her hunt.

Such a realization prompted her to reassess her approach.

Frenetically searching every black-haired male in 'The Hive' now seemed rather impractical, given the commotion she had stirred.

Hinata was sure, because of it, that Naruto had probably outmaneuvered her plans and slipped away, possibly to another section of the club.

A gasp escaped her lips, and her eyes shifted toward another part of the club, where a neon purple sign, hung on the wall, boldly stated:

V.I.P Section.

A smirk curled on her crimson lips.

It was time for a different approach.

The air hung thick with a mixture of sweat, synthetic fragrances, as well as the acrid scent of anticipation.

It was then, that Hinata decided to slither her way through the crowd and enter the V.I.P section of the club, extending her hunt to where Naruto could potentially be.

Navigating away from the main club room and into the VIP section's hallway, the lyrics of the music gradually faded, leaving only the thumping beat echoing through the walls, synchronized with the stomp of her heels.

However, as she continued, she began to notice something.

A distinctive change in scenery.

The entrance to the VIP section presented a stark contrast to the lively chaos of the main club room.

As Hinata passed through, the air shifted from the pulsating energy of the dance floor to a hushed ambiance. The muted lighting, bathed in hues of indigo and violet, replaced the frenetic neon palette of the club room.

Soft, ambient music played in the background, creating an intimate setting that was a world apart from the wild energy of the dance floor behind her.

Plush seating arrangements adorned the space, and patrons engaged in subdued conversations, their voices barely audible over the mellow tunes.

The change in scenery heightened Hinata's senses as she ventured deeper into the exclusive area of the nightclub.

Ultimately, the hallway Hinata ventured led her to a grand door, adorned with an imposing velvet rope that blocked her path.

Standing guard was a hefty bouncer, his arms augmented with robotic enhancements, and his face embellished with an array of tattoos.

Dressed in a sleek, black suit, he exuded an air of authority that matched the exclusivity of the VIP section.

Hinata stepped up, only to be halted.

Once. Again.

The bouncer raised one hand, lifting an inquisitive eyebrow, "Hold on there. This area is strictly for V.I.Ps. You got a pass?"

He spoke in a gruff, measured tone, his gaze, cold and unyielding as he scanned Hinata for any sign of authorization.

"No pass, no entr-"

The bouncer's eyes suddenly widened, his voice dying down in his throat as he caught a good look at the woman before him.

Recognition flickered in his eyes, a realization that he was currently face-to-face with none other than Hinata, the notorious Battle Angel of Neo-Tokyo.

Her reputation as a relentless bounty hunter had preceded her, earning her both fear and respect, and fortunately for the bouncer...

He noticed her.

Suddenly, his stern expression transformed into a mix of awe and trepidation, "Oh, fuck! You... you're Hinata, aren't you?" A gasp cut him off, "The Battle Angel?"

A smirk played on Hinata's plump red lips at the change in the bouncer's demeanor.

She nodded, placing a hand on her right hip, "That's right. Now, I suggest you open the door and let me in, or I assure you, things will end very fucking badly for you."

Silently and without a hint of hesitation, the bouncer swiftly stepped aside, raising the velvet rope to allow Hinata entry into the exclusive VIP section.

His robotic arms flexed, and the tattoos on his face seemed to shift due to his current expression, conveying nothing but fear in response to the coldness of Hinata's tone.

"Y-Yes, Angel. The VIP section is all yours."

Hinata hummed in satisfaction, moving forth to pat the male's shoulder.

"Good boy." She complimented before moving her gaze forward.

The massive door, previously sealed shut, now groaned as it swung open, unveiling a hidden section of the nightclub—a secretive area that might just be where Naruto's currently hiding.

With that, Hinata didn't waste another moment, and walked through the open doors to finally enter the exclusive VIP section.

Upon doing so, she promptly entered the more risquē section of the club.

The playrooms.

Hinata entered a wide corridor embellished with various rooms, chairs, and open spaces where pole dancers exhibited their talents to an audience of captivated men, some renowned, some ambiguous, identities long since wiped from the system.

The atmosphere was considerably quieter and more relaxed than the bustling clubroom, suggesting it was a place for hookups, and sex escapades.

Undeterred, Hinata ventured further into the area, inspecting her surroundings as she passed each door.

With the sway of her braid, and hips, Hinata stepped down the hall with confidence, where the black doors, adorned with gold numbers, lined the corridor.

She glanced at each one, recognizing the numerous rooms that hinted at hidden sexual activities within.

Some even emanated muted sounds of intimacy, (moans and love cries), contributing a discreet backdrop to the otherwise quiet atmosphere of the exclusive area.

Rolling her eyes, Hinata dismissed such sounds and pressed on instead.

As she walked down the corridor, her heels clicked and clacked against the floor, emitting a rhythmic tune that echoed through the otherwise quiet area.

Click.

Click

Cli-!

Just as she strolled past one of the rooms, a door swung open abruptly, and a hand shot out, grabbing her and yanking her inside before she could react.

It all happened so fast.

One moment, she was walking down the VIP section's hallway, and the next, she found herself yanked into a room.

Her lavender eyes struggled to focus as her world spun into a disorienting whirlwind of surprise.

The room she found herself in was drenched in a sultry cyberpunk vibe. A bed and a red couch were strategically positioned in the room, while along the walls, suggestive pictures of cyber women posed provocatively, complemented by an ice bucket containing champagne on a table, all suggesting the room's very nature—a space meticulously designed for playtime.

The arrangement served as an unspoken invitation, teasing the clandestine possibilities within its very walls.

"Ah! What the hell-?" Hinata groaned, but before she could grasp the full scope of her surroundings, the room's door closed behind her with a distant thud, cocooning her in the secret enclave of the room.

Abruptly, her back was slammed against the wall, and the warmth of another body pressed against her own—a sexy, rock-hard form she knew all too well.

Hinata felt a shiver run down her spine.

Through the hazy blur of her lavender eyes and messy bangs, she looked up, meeting orbs of piercing blue, partially obscured by strands of unruly black hair.

A gasp escaped her lips.

It was him.

It was Naruto: her bounty.

The dimly lit room crackled with an electrifying tension as their eyes locked once more. Time seemed to slow for them both, captivated, ensnared in the other's gaze.

The pulsating neon lights of the raging city outside shone through the large windows in the room, painting transient patterns on the walls, bouncing off of their faces.

Naruto smiled, his breath brushing hotly against Hinata's lips, creating an intimate warmth that caused the woman to shudder.

His hands, tender and gentle, moved to cup her cheeks.

"Surprise, love,"

His husky voice whispered sexily, slipping through the gaps of his lips to fill up the entirety of the room, infiltrating Hinata's ears, setting every inch of her body ablaze with its warmth.

His grin widened, finding amusement in Hinata's shocked expression. With a soft chuckle, he swiftly moved one hand from her cheek down the curves of her body, cupping her ass through her snug battle suit.

"What's the matter? Speechless, huh, babe?" He whispered, teasingly flicking his tongue against her plump lips, "Mmm, that's not like you at all. You usually have so much to say." He breathed against her lips once more, causing Hinata to fall into a trance of desire, caught in Naruto's gaze, submitted to his touch.

Pleasurable shockwaves surged through her cybernetic frame, reminiscent of the kindling of warm sparks, at last awakening and revitalizing her body.

"N-Naruto-kun..." She finally whispered his name, caught in a stupor.

Naruto swayed playfully before her, his fingers gently caressing her cheek, his thumbs tracing invisible circles on her soft skin.

He clicked his tongue, "Ahh, that's right. Gomen, hun, but these days, I go by Menma." He uttered matter-of-factly.

"Menma?" Hinata gasped, his surprising words snapping her out of her trance.

She shook her head, a perplexed frown forming, "What the fuck kind of name is Menma?" She exclaimed, her words laced with utter confusion, her nose wrinkled.

Naruto, however, found her reaction absolutely amusing and he burst into laughter.

His laughter echoed far and wide, filling up the dimmed room the two occupied, "Ah, hell yeah! Now that's the woman I know and love," He declared, with a playful wink causing Hinata to blush.

He shrugged.

"Yeah, Menma." He repeated, "It was just a name I came up with off the top of my head. I figured if I'm changing my name, I might as well go with something fresh. Didn't want my usual name to cause any trouble, especially with the bounty on my head. Heh,"

Naruto narrowed his eyes sexily, tilting his head, "I have you to thank for this change, after all, love. But no worries, for you, I'll make an exception."

He leaned in closer, humming softly, "You can call me Naruto all you want." He teased, rocking her ass through her suit with his hand.

Hinata moaned softly in response.

"You're truly remarkable, my love. It seems you always know exactly how to track me down," Naruto moaned, "to find me." The black-haired cyber male shifted his gaze to Hinata's crimson-painted lips, finding them irresistible.

However, his eyes didn't stop there.

With his enchanting blue eyes, he once again roved over her entire form.

He never grew tired of indulging in his favorite pastime: admiring the masterpiece he called his lover.

But as he stood there, gawking at Hinata and battling the temptation to keep the drool in his mouth, he couldn't help but notice one rather teeny tiny detail.

Well, perhaps it was not that teeny tiny.

A gasp involuntarily escaped Naruto's lips as he observed the remnants of blue blood still splattered across Hinata's battle suit—someone else's blood, he presumed.

His eyes returned to meet Hinata's, and he shook his head in amusement, "Goddamn, love, you just don't rest, do you?" He gestured toward her blood-stained attire, giving her body a shake.

"Come on, enlighten me. Who did you kill in your pursuit of me, eh?"

Amusingly enough, an innocent little smirk played on the beautiful woman's lips, and she gave her body a playful sway.

By her sway, however, caused those massive tits of hers to bounce enticingly within the confines of her snug suit, offering quite the show for Naruto from her revealed cleavage.

The black-haired cybermale groaned at the sight, his dick hardening in his pants.

Hinata giggled, shrugging her shoulders indifferently, "Mmm, I might have made a mess of the bouncer in front of the nightclub." She pouted, "Sorry not sorry. You know how I feel about others getting in my way."

"Fuck." He groaned, "You are fucking ruthless, babe."

"Oh, is that so?" Hinata tilted her head, maintaining her pout, "Am I too much for you? More than you can handle, perhaps, Naruto-kun?"

"Hah," Naruto scoffed, "hell no." He spat, roughly pulling her close, so their lips were only inches from touching.

Hinata moaned.

Naruto grinned, "You know how much I love that ruthless shit. You covered in blood, feisty, and ready to kill can give me a hard-on any day."

Hinata giggled, giving his chest a push, "Mmm, no, I think you're just a horny bastard, Naruto-kun. Always so fucking horny."

"Heh, it doesn't matter. You know you love me anyways, baby."

Hinata's eyes widened by his words, but before she could even respond, Naruto's lips crashed against hers with an overpowering force. Such a kiss was so sudden, drowning her world in a torrent of warmth and passion, fulfilling a desire she had long yearned for.

His touch, a sensation she had long missed, surrounded her, and she surrendered to the sweet pleasure of his lips pressing against hers.

The firm grip he had on her ass, a response due to his desire, served as a powerful reminder of the bliss that had been absent in their time apart.

At that moment, Hinata rediscovered the sheer ecstasy of being kissed by Naruto, a sensation so familiar yet laced with a renewed sense of longing, of relief, and joy.

His warm body pressed intimately against hers, his rock-hard muscles brushing against her covered breasts ever so tantalizing, a reunion that transcended the physical into an emotional crescendo.

Hinata found her arms wrapping around his neck, her fingers grasping at his black, spiky hair, tugging at it in a frenzy.

Naruto moaned, releasing multiple deep moans in the kiss that Hinata certainly found hot as hell.

Naruto, too, savored the moment, relishing the special opportunity to hold his lover close, freeing her from the soul-draining, emotionless life of ceaselessly hunting down unfortunate souls, where each kill stripped her more and more of her humanity.

In such a relentless pursuit, she had been reduced to nothing more than a machine, a mere weapon, manipulated and abused by her so-called superiors, draining her of the very essence of her human side.

But now, at this moment, Naruto could bestow upon her the bliss she truly deserved—a joy he had yearned to grant her for so long.

For a fleeting moment, Hinata surrendered entirely to the kiss, enveloped in Naruto's arms, relishing the sensation as if time had stood still.

In that embrace, she was transported to those clandestine moments of passion they shared, the times they would meet up, much like this, and fuck one another's brains out.

Together, they would lose themselves in one another, escaping the harsh reality of their world, disregarding the rules, and transcending their labels as enemies—bounty hunter, and thief.

Instead, they would revel in the shared intimacy of their bodies pressed together, hearts laid bare.

Those moments were sheer bliss, and now the exquisite repetition of that joyous past was finally unfolding once more.

Hinata didn't want it to end.

In that passing instance, Hinata's entire world centered only around the kiss, relishing the taste of passion and the warmth of Naruto's lips.

She let him engulf her completely, briefly losing herself and forgetting the watchful ears of her superiors through the earpiece in her ear.

The intrusion of reality only hit when Naruto withdrew his hand from her ass, his warm touch fading altogether.

In that moment, she snapped back to the harsh awareness of her situation, where her superiors could be monitoring her every move, and listening to every word that was spoken—every single one.

In an instant, the realization hit, and Hinata's eyes snapped open.

She delivered Naruto a harsh shove, forcefully breaking their kiss.

"Hinata-chan, what the hell-?"

"Oh kami, what are we doing?" Hinata breathed in panic, her eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions, slowly filling with tears.

"Holy shit, what have you done?"

Naruto's eyes widened, witnessing the abrupt shift in Hinata's demeanor from content to pure panic.

He reached up to clutch her arm, attempting to comfort her, but his hand was swiftly smacked away.

"Don't fucking touch me."

"What? What's the matter, Hinata-chan?" Naruto blurted out in panic, his blue eyes widened, mouth agape, and heart racing.

He was stunned, beyond belief.

One moment they were kissing and feeling all on the other, and now everything's turned into a fucking train wreck.

Now, Hinata was in a state of utter panic, refusing even the slightest touch from him.

Now, she stood plastered against the wall, trembling, as if she had seen a ghost, an expression of fear etched on her formidable countenance—a sight that struck fear into Naruto himself, unaccustomed to seeing Hinata in such a vulnerable state.

Her chest heaved, hyperventilating as the realization of her actions dawned on her.

She had let her guard down, completely failed to ensure the coast was clear.

Her hand instinctively rose to cup her right ear, the very ear housing her earpiece. It was the conduit her superiors used to monitor her every move, eavesdropping on her engagements in all of her missions.

The same superiors who may have witnessed what just transpired between the two.

Hinata's heart skipped several beats, and she looked back up at Naruto, her lips trembling.

"Oh kami, do you realize what we just did?" She screeched in horror, her mind clouded, unable to process the unfolding nightmare.

She stifled a sob, rooting her gaze on the ceiling above, "We're so stupid, fucking kissing like bakas. We could've been heard. We could be caught, m-my superiors, they-"

"Hinata-chan, baby, shh." Naruto tried to console her, waving his hands gently before her.

"Don't call me that!"

"Hinata-chan, just listen to me! Everything is going to be okay. It's not what you think-"

"Stop it! You're not fucking helping, damnit!"

Fear gripped Hinata strongly, blinding her—fear that, after years of concealing their love, her superiors might have discovered their clandestine affair due to her slip-up and Naruto's carelessness.

How could she let this happen?

How?

A whimper escaped her lips before she threw her fist forward, crashing it against Naruto's bare chest, causing him to release a series of grunts.

"You baka! You baka! You baka!"

She threw another punch.

And another.

And another.

Each punch was a manifestation of her fear, frustration, and regret, a physical release for the avalanche of emotions cascading through her.

In a blind rage, tears streaming down her cheeks, Hinata lashed out in fear—fear of the potential consequences of their relationship being exposed, and the potential harm that could befall Naruto due to their reckless actions.

No longer in control of her punches, it was as if her body had a mind of its own, stuck in hyperdrive as she surrendered to the overwhelming emotions surging within, propelling her into a state of recklessness.

Naruto winced with each punch Hinata delivered, the room resonating with the thunderous echoes of her blows against his chest.

Caught off guard, Naruto quickly grabbed hold of her flailing fists, his grip firm yet careful not to alarm her.

He locked eyes with her, the intensity in her gaze mixing with tears, a storm of emotions within.

For a moment, there was a tense silence, only broken by their heavy breaths.

"Listen to me, Hinata-chan." Naruto breathed, "It's okay. It's okay, my love."

Hinata heard Naruto whisper to her ear through her cloudy mind, as soothingly as can be as he moved to restrain her, firmly gripping her arms, pressing them against her own chest.

He breathed hotly against her ear, pressing his body against her own, "Just breathe, everything is going to be okay-"

"No, it won't!" Hinata screeched, "No it isn't-"

"Look, look, look," Naruto breathed out quickly, releasing Hinata's hands to delve into his jacket pocket. His blue eyes remained fixed on hers as he rummaged inside, swiftly retrieving something of great importance.

"There's no need to be afraid, my love. No need."

Swiftly, he pulled his hand from the jacket, guiding it forth so she could see what now lay in the palm of his hand.

She gasped.

It was her earpiece.

Free from her ear, the black device, ever so small, was instead cradled in the palm of Naruto's hand, no longer beeping blue, but instead a red light, indicating that the communication chip inside was disabled, her connection to her superiors cut off.

Shock immediately painted Hinata's face, her mouth opened and closed several times but her voice never emerged, leaving her barely able to utter a single word.

Her hand rose back up to her ear, cupping it, "But h-how? How did you...?"

Hinata's eyes widened as the realization sank in, her mind subconsciously going back to that moment, back in the alleyway. She had been so distracted then, by Naruto's little play toy, she didn't even notice when he...

A mix of surprise, disbelief, and a hint of admiration flashed across her lavender-hued gaze.

Naruto smiled faintly, rocking his hand gently back and forth to cause the earpiece to slide around, "I should have told you earlier. My apologies, baby. I didn't mean to upset you."

Hinata growled before delivering a push at his chest, groaning, "You baka." Hinata snapped, crossing her arms over her own chest.

"You could not possibly imagine what I was feeling." Hinata spat, her eyes raw with emotion, emotion that was utterly paralyzing.

It made Naruto feel even more like shit.

Naruto felt a pang of guilt, biting his lip as he looked down at the small device in his hand, realizing the potential trouble it could have caused had he not taken it.

He frowned.

"A-And I am sorry, Hinata-chan. I promise to make it up to you, tonight in fact." Naruto promised, his frown transforming into a mischievous smirk as he playfully wiggled his eyebrows.

Hinata scoffed, "You better," She spat, her lavender eyes narrowed, holding him to his promise. It was an unspoken agreement their eyes sealed, one that involved their clothes on the floor and his cock balls deep inside her.

The mere thought made her pussy tingle.

Hinata bit her lip, mirroring Naruto's cheeky grin.

However, she covered up her growing arousal by clearing her throat, nodding down at her earpiece in Naruto's possession.

She raised an eyebrow, "Now go on, speak. Tell me how you manage all of this, hm."

"Well, I uh, nicked your earpiece from your ear, back in the alleyway when I distracted you." Naruto explained with a shrug, "I noticed it the very moment you stepped into the alleyway before me. I figured it would be a real pain in the ass. And it'll just get in the way of my plans to finally get you and that sexy ass of yours all alone in this room."

Naruto chuckled, leaning closer, "Now I couldn't have that, could I?"

Hinata rolled her eyes before pushing him back, extending one finger to prod him in the forehead, earning a grunt from him, "Cut the shit, Naruto-kun. You don't get to flirt with me. You owe me a fucking explanation first."

She nodded down at the device, "How did you disable it? How do you know we're in the clear?"

"Oh," Naruto exclaimed, "It was pretty simple. I used this..."

Hinata looked up once she heard the rummage of fabric yet again, only to see Naruto digging in his jacket pocket yet again, but this time, to pull out another treasure, one far more important.

She gasped, as he revealed the Chrono Cipher, the very object he had stolen.

The Chrono Cipher, a sci-fi marvel resembling a sophisticated remote, featured illuminated numbers and intricate gadgets on its clean and polished surface.

The blue glow from the screen cast an otherworldly aura, with coding words cascading across it in a mesmerizing dance of digital information.

A sleek antenna added to its futuristic charm, making it a coveted possession–one that was any hacker's dream to get their hands on.

But, Naruto had it.

Stole it fair and square.

He possessed the very object capable of infiltrating any database, bypassing firewalls, and accumulating any information he wanted to know without any red tape or safety precautions.

Now, an immense power rested at his fingertips, ready at his disposal, and in that very moment, he allowed Hinata the privilege of witnessing it.

Hinata's eyes widened as she scrutinized the device, examining every inch of it in awe.

Naruto chuckled, twirling the device in his hand, admiring it, "I utilized this little gadget here to sever the connection between your earpiece and its servers, effectively cutting off the link to your superiors and leaving them in the dark." Naruto moved one hand forward to produce a gentle tap along the side of her head, startling her.

He chuckled, his fingertip gracing over the now gray cybernetic chip device engraved in her skin, "I also successfully deactivated your chip, ensuring that your superiors wouldn't be able to hack into it and gain access to you through other means. So now, as far as they're concerned, your whereabouts are unknown," Naruto explained with a nonchalant shrug.

"For all they know, you could have disappeared off the face of the earth, lost access to your earpiece, or, worst-case scenario, met an unfortunate end." He nodded, a relieved smile on his face, "This could buy us some time."

Naruto carefully returned the Chrono Cipher to his jacket pocket before tenderly cupping Hinata's cheek. His thumb caressed delicate circles on the tender, velvety skin of his beloved, graced with the face of an angel.

"Now, we're in the clear. We're safe. You're safe," Naruto reassured with a nod, causing his dark bangs to sway, "See? You have nothing to worry about, my love. I took care of everything for us, like I always do."

Once more, Naruto's touch broke Hinata free from her trance.

She found herself leaning into the hand that cupped her face, ever so delicately.

Hinata could feel a rush of emotions overwhelming her due to the bombarding of information that Naruto showered her with.

She could feel her eyes begin to form tears again, but she quickly wiped them away, determined not to let another one fall.

Relief flooded her, but it mingled with a twinge of guilt for underestimating Naruto and regret for letting her guard down. She hadn't seen Naruto's actions sooner–him taking her earpiece and leading her to believe they were caught.

Her composure had unraveled, and she'd lost her cool in front of her lover. She didn't trust him.

Yet, overwhelming relief washed over her as she witnessed Naruto, for once, not being a baka.

He maintained his track record of staying several steps ahead, taking care of the situation, and looking out for both of them.

At that moment, Hinata couldn't contain her joy, grateful to have someone like Naruto she could trust, close to her heart.

Hinata rushed her hands to wrap her arms around his neck, delving her fingers into his black hair, "Oh Naruto-kun. Oh kami, I'm so relieved. I-"

Hinata giggled in relief, "I'm so gonna fuck your brains out for upsetting me, you fucking baka."

Naruto chuckled, rushing one hand down to cup her waist, "Oh baby, but that's the joy of it all. You can do whatever you want to me, whatever you fucking want."

Naruto grinned, "This is our time now. There's no one watching us." He breathed hotly against her lips. He shook his head, his spiky black hair rocking with his movement.

"No one's listening, only us." He breathed.

"Just us, my love."

He gazed deeply into her eyes, tilting his head, "Just let go. Give me all you've been longing for, fulfill that ache in your heart. Do what you've yearned for since we were apart."

Naruto narrowed his eyes, biting his lip, "Give it to me, Hinata-chan."

Hinata, lost in his intense gaze, felt an overwhelming joy as she finally let go. She was eager to give her beloved the love she had desired, to bring to life all the naughty dreams that filled her mind every day and every night the two were apart.

She longed to express the dirty thoughts that had been swirling in her head ever since she first saw Naruto tonight, donned in his new disguise.

She wanted to lick his body, lick every muscle he harbored. She wanted to ride him till his pretty heart's content, and grant him a night to remember.

Her longing for him was so intense that it seemed to bubble beneath her skin, sending her feminine hormones into a frenzy—a rare departure from the control she usually maintained over her emotions.

She wanted Naruto so fucking badly, and now she could finally have him.

Hinata hummed, tightening her hold on his black hair, tugging it roughly, eliciting a wince from Naruto. But the smile that graced his face was unmistakable, expressing that he deeply enjoyed the rough treatment.

Hinata licked her lips, "Oh baby, I'm going to have so much fun with you. I want you so bad."

Naruto responded, "Then come and get me. I'm all yours."

And with that, Hinata took action, lunging forward.

Without a second thought, she pressed her lips onto her lover's, pulling him into another kiss, but this time, it was much different.

Much more intense.

In this moment, their kiss transcended its ordinary boundaries; it became an escalation of intensity, a channel to release all that had been pent up within them for so long.

Desire took control, and the constraints of the fear of being caught or heard were lifted, allowing them both to abandon themselves to the wildness of their passions.

Their faces were so close that it seemed as if they might meld into one another, heads tossing back and forth, lips widening to kiss every inch of each other's mouths. Saliva dripped down from their open lips, tracing paths down their chins, yet neither of them cared.

Hinata moaned, urgently pushing her hands forward to forcefully shove Naruto's jacket off his body, casting it aside to reveal his cybernetic arms, leaving him completely bare.

Now, the fruits of his labor were totally exposed, showcasing his bulging muscles.

But their kiss continued without missing a single beat.

Their moans, a mix of femininity and masculinity, flooded into the dimmed room as their kiss evolved into a deep, french kiss, and before long, Hinata lunged her body up onto Naruto.

He instantly caught on, gripping her legs and wrapping them around his waist, holding her closely by the hips.

He jostled her body a bit, before he turned around, to make his way to the closest surface in the room...

The couch.

All the while, he engaged in a ruthless tongue battle with Hinata.

She slapped her tongue against his several times, swiping her wet appendage against his gums, his teeth, particularly his sharp canines, claiming the entirety of his mouth, and all the while she stared deep into his eyes, deep into his soul.

Naruto moaned from the treatment, allowing Hinata to dominate the kiss, to keep with his promise to allow her to do as she pleased with him.

Soon enough, the two found themselves plopping on the couch, rustling and pulling one another's clothes off.

Naruto set Hinata on top of his own, stretching both his arms and legs apart, along the couch.

He watched with squinted eyes as Hinata began to quickly unbuckle the belt of his weapon strap, effortlessly throwing it on the floor.

She then sought for his jeans which she unbuckled with ease, unzipped the zipper, and pulled down his boxers to finally whip out his dick.

Hinata practically melted as her eyes finally settled on it—an impressive meat rod covered in bulging blue veins. Naruto's cock stood at nine inches, a darker tan than his actual skin. It steadily pulsated in her hand, obedient to her command to stand erect for her.

It was her reward, something she always gained for successfully hunting down Naruto in her numerous pursuits.

His dick.

It was certainly the only thing in this entire world that satisfied her to no end, even now, leading her to quickly undress herself.

Her hands skillfully unzipped the lower part of her battle suit, removing the weapon gear belts from her waist and thighs, dropping them to the floor below with numerous clatters.

As she undressed, she kept her eyes fixed on Naruto, watching him as he watched her.

Naruto licked his lips, absolutely loving what he saw.

He tilted his head, observing the feisty woman perched on his lap as she deftly removed the lower part of her battle suit, sliding it down her legs with a shimmy of her hips, allowing the garment to drop to the floor.

Then, she grabbed a hold of the soft fabric of her black lace underwear, pushing it aside, and taking hold of his cock once more.

Without hesitation, she moved to fulfill their shared desire, guiding his cock into her now exposed pussy, finally uniting them.

Both released joyous moans, tilting their heads back to vocalize their pleasure toward the ceiling as they finally reconnected, relishing the chance to be alone and together after all this time.

Naruto's legs trembled as he instantly felt the powerful grip of Hinata's pussy, his member delving into her world of tight, wet walls that voraciously hungered for him, milking him dry.

"Fuck," He groaned, eliciting a giggle from Hinata.

She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck. She slipped her fingers within his unruly black hair, securing a tight hold on it to steady herself atop him, infusing a kinky element into their intimacy.

Shoving his head forward by his hair, she kissed away his wince, allowing it to dissolve in the warm confines of her mouth.

"Mmm, and there's more where that came from. Just stay right there," She breathed, lowering her head to deliver kisses along his jawline, "and let me fuck you."

She tilted her head further, whispering her naughty commands directly into his right ear, the warmth of her breath sending shivers through him.

The course of the night was evident, with Hinata taking on the role of the ring leader, in control and commanding.

Throughout, she aimed to alleviate both of their aches, easing the pain and longing that had accumulated during their time apart.

Tonight, she was the one calling the shots, introducing a delightful role reversal. It was on nights like these that he thanked the heavens for being alive and having the privilege of knowing and being so intimately close to the Battle Angel.

During such nights, Naruto was always reminded of how incredible she was in bed.

Whenever she took control, (which was the majority of the time they fucked), she would leave an indelible imprint on him, leaving him in a complete and utter mess.

He would be left, yearning and pleading for more like a little bitch boy, battling with a desire that only she could fulfill.

Naruto groaned in pleasure, his outstretched arms exploring the enticing curves of her buttocks, holding onto them with a firm grasp.

He gave both an enticing rock, before his fingers traced a path along the arch of her plump ass, gliding upward, slipping underneath her corset.

"Mmm, go on, baby. Fuck me," Naruto urged, "I'm not going anywhere." He whispered against her lips, looking up at her with a glorious twinkle in his eye, showering her with a look of pure worship and love—an expression that made Hinata's pussy clench even tighter around his cock.

He groaned.

She moaned, biting her lip, "Mmm, what a good boy you are, Naruto-kun..."

At that moment, Hinata decided to finally lift her hips, allowing those voluptuous mounds of hers to then drop with full force onto his lap.

Her tight, soaking wet pussy slid up along the full length of his cock, massaging every nerve he possessed. Her pussy worked all the way up to his tip before dropping back down, enveloping his cock in the full sensation of warmth that was found deep inside her.

It marked the beginning of an exhilarating night, with Hinata making it abundantly clear that she had no intention of taking it easy.

She wanted it rough and she wanted it now.

Right from the start, her hips moved in a frenzied rhythm, grinding against him with the intensity reminiscent of a stripper on a pole.

Clutching his hair firmly within the confines of her fists, she plunged her hips up and down on his throbbing cock.

The rapid pace she set took Naruto's breath away, leaving him breathless, choking on his own moans.

His hold on her waist tightened, body squirming with pleasure, "Fuck! Holy shit!"

Hinata chuckled at Naruto's loud outburst, but a moan interrupted it as she brought her hips down forcefully, delivering a deep thrust that drove his length even deeper within her. It was the kind of thrust that made her eyes flutter to the back of her head.

"Oh, fuck, you're so deep. Yes, you're so fucking deep inside me, Naruto-kun."

Leaning forward, she pressed her face against his, maintaining her rhythmic movements, grinding their bodies into the crevices of the couch.

Hinata moaned in a blissful stupor, experiencing a peak of pleasure that propelled her into an intoxicating journey of raw, unbridled passion.

The once silent room came alive with the symphony of their intimacy resonating with the rhythmic slaps of flesh against flesh, the passionate creaks of the couch, and the unrestrained moans of pleasure that echoed from both Naruto and Hinata.

Hinata's asscheeks, voluptuous and round, jiggled in a frenzy with every move she made with them, relentlessly propelling her hips up only to swing them down with a mission to engulf Naruto's entire cock, until she felt his balls against her ass.

She craved every inch, all nine inches of him, to penetrate her deeply, fill her to the brim and tease the shit out of her g-spot.

Hinata craved it all.

She fucked him as if it were her last chance, expressing through her physical actions how much she missed him; how much she longed to have him close, beneath her, just like this.

The cyberwoman let out a deep moan as she leaned back, to stare deep into Naruto's eyes as she rode him, instantly noticing how glossy and unreadable they were.

He moaned in ecstasy, his moans ever steadily growing louder, releasing a husky soundtrack of desire right by Hinata's ear, intensifying the pleasure for her.

Naruto's orange cybernetic device on the side of his head whirled and swirled, a vibrant dance of orange light that reflected the heightened passion and excitement surging through him.

Moaning with delight, Hinata leaned in to capture his lower lip in her mouth, giving it a playful tug as she descended her hips with a resounding clap, enveloping his member in a surge of warmth.

She observed how his eyes rolled, delightful curses slipping his gaping lips, "Ooh, fuck yeah!"

She tilted her head, "Do you enjoy that, my love? Tell me, how much do you relish being ridden like this, deep and fast?" Her words were punctuated by moans. She hummed, guiding one hand down to grasp his chin firmly.

"Don't be shy. Tell me."

"Yes, I love it. I fucking love it, holy shit!" Naruto declared in a raspy whimper, his legs quivering beneath her as her pussy dominated his member, massaging, squeezing, and heating it up, causing a cascade of spasms to ripple through his cybernetic frame, rendering him incapable of staying still.

His toes curled within his boots, his abdomen tightening, "Your pussy feels fucking amazing, baby. Don't stop! Ooh, please don't stop, Hinata-chan."

"Oh don't you worry about that, my love." Hinata moaned before gracing his lips with a sloppy kiss, leaving his tongue itching to collect the spit she left gathered at the edges of his lips.

She hummed, "Mmm, oh no. Don't expect me to stop anytime soon. I'm gonna have you all night." She declared seductively, giving her body a teasing shimmer as she grinded in a circle on his lap.

But for Naruto, such news was a splendid dream come true, prompting him to raise the bar.

"Mmm, fuck, that sounds fucking fantastic. In that case,"

He erupted into joyful laughter, shifting his body further down on the couch until he was lying down instead of sitting up.

He also spread his legs wider, prompting Hinata to hover over him. Her ass was propelled upward, her thighs grazing the fabric of the couch by his hips, while her arms draped around his shoulders. Her braid, previously tossing and dancing in the air from her hip thrusts, now lay docile after her movements came to a halt.

However, playtime resumed on Naruto's end when he suddenly began thrusting his hips up and down like a motherfucking jackhammer, drilling Hinata's walls with his cock.

She immediately emitted squeals of delight, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, her facial features obscured behind her curled bangs, but that intoxicated smile on her face was unmistakable.

It was a sight that aroused Naruto more than anything.

He moved his hands forward to cup her asscheeks, loving how they jiggled like crazy in his grasp.

"Fuck yeah, let's just go fucking at it, shall we?" He let out a triumphant chuckle, thrusting his hips rhythmically to plunge his cock deep inside her, targeting her G-spot with his mushroom tip with precision.

Naruto angled his thrusts to target that particular sweet spot inside of her, striking it again and again, to awaken it from its slumber and grant Hinata body-shaking spasms. Only then, did he observe in glee as the usually composed woman totally came undone, completely losing herself to his cock.

Her lavender eyes rolled, "Fuck! Fuck yes, pound me, Naruto-kun! Pound me so fucking good!" She squealed in bliss, his thrusts merely causing the clap of her asscheeks to ring louder.

Now her buttocks thudded together like two cymbals, clanging and banging in response to Naruto's dick rushing in and out of her dripping core, stimulating those tight walls of hers just the way she enjoyed.

She squealed, her braid jostling back and forth once more, slapping her in the back.

She cried out, "Ooh fuck, pull my hair. Pull my fucking hair, oh kami!" She commanded in a yell, to which Naruto complied right away.

He swiftly lifted one hand, sliding it behind her to seize the long trail of her braid. Gripping it firmly within his fist, he gave it a rough yank, exactly as Hinata desired. He observed her head snap back quite brutally, yet her moans escalated in response.

"Oh yes! Yes, yes!" She squealed in joy, her toes curling within her heeled boots, "Mmm, oh! Such a good boy you are for me, Naruto-kun."

Naruto moaned in glee, absolutely loving the compliments Hinata was showering him. He bit his lip up at her, "Mmm, I'm only a good boy for you, baby. Only you." He groaned before delivering a series of vigorous slaps to her ass cheeks with the palm of his hand.

Every time that ass of hers rocked down due to his thrusts, he smacked it, propelling his free hand forcefully against her skin with considerable force.

Her head remained tilted back due to the firm grip he had on her braid, all the while as he sent shockwaves through her body with his cock, flexing his legs faster and faster to pound her just right.

The amalgamation of these sensations certainly rocked her world.

Hinata mewled at the top of her lungs, "Yes spank me! Spank my ass, fuck!"

Another hit.

"Harder, Naruto-kun! Harder!"

Naruto complied, delivering more harder hits, swinging his right hand vigorously from side to side, colliding with the voluptuous flesh of her asscheeks.

The cries of pleasure emanating from Hinata with each impact seemed to intensify the hardness of his cock within her, her moans resonating tantalizingly close to his ears.

Naruto growled, "Yeah, just look at that ass go. Such a gorgeous derrière you possess, baby. I love watching it jiggle as I dick you down."

"Oh yes, kami, talk to me, Naruto-kun," Hinata breathed, her inner walls tightening around him, releasing more of her love juices to coat his throbbing shaft, "Fuck, my pussy is so wet for you, gahh!"

Naruto chuckled hoarsely before slamming his hand along her ass again, erupting a loud clap to ring out into the room.

Now, her ass cheeks were adorned with the imprints of his hand, covered with bright red bruises, which was a great contrast to her usual pale complexion.

Her ass quickered, and with his large hand, he scooped her bruised cheeks into his grasp and gave them both an alternate but satisfying squeeze and shake.

"Fucking hell." Naruto breathed in astonishment, blown away by the perfection that was all his, seated on his lap.

He let out a deep hum but it was interrupted when Hinata suddenly moved one hand forward and grasped a hold of the zipper to her corset, unzipping it faster than he could blink.

And before he knew it, her large breasts were flooding out of her corset and came crashing down against his face, engulfing him in a world of tits and nipples.

Naruto could have sworn he saw stars.

He could have sworn, in that very moment, he had died and gone to heaven.

Instinctively, he released her braid, allowing it to slip from his grasp.

"Ah, hell yeah!" He exclaimed in triumph.

"That's it, baby. Just plant those gorgeous fucking tits right on my face. Just like that, I love it." Naruto moaned in muffled ecstasy as he lay nestled in the warm, plush embrace of Hinata's breasts, which jiggled vigorously against his face, smacking him over and over again.

Her breasts were so warm, so big, and so comfy, tempting Naruto to indulge his desire to play with them. He rocked his head back and forth, reveling in the delightful sensation of her bouncing mounds against his face.

Naruto indulged in a symphony of kisses, licks, and gentle suctions with his lips, immersing himself in the delight of Hinata's pink, plump nipples.

He even went a step further, extending his tongue and allowing her erect nipples to dangle within his mouth, savoring their subtle friction against his tongue.

Amused by Naruto's antics, Hinata giggled at the adorable sight of him engrossed in playing with her breasts.

Giving her voluptuous bosom a wiggle, she further engulfed him, practically rendering his face invisible beneath her creamy, pale breasts. Only his black spiky hair peeked out, gliding along her soft skin and creating a tickling sensation.

"Fuck yeah, rub 'em on me, baby. I just love it when those gorgeous tits of yours bounce right off my fucking face," Naruto growled, evoking another playful giggle from Hinata.

She watched him, attuned to the gradual raspiness in his breathing.

With a mischievous smirk, she engaged in the playful act of withdrawing her breasts from his face, granting him a moment to catch his breath before pressing them back down, smothering him once again.

Each time she lowered her bosom, his blue eyes gleamed with happiness, reflecting his pleasure at her delightful act of enveloping him with the plumpness of her breasts.

It was a sight that brought Hinata equal satisfaction.

And amid her playtime with Naruto, he never once put a stop to his ruthless pounding.

His stamina was always impressive, a trait among countless others that Hinata cherished about him. He could pound her for hours, never once missing a beat, or slowing down.

No.

He can keep that sweet tempo just the same, just the way she loves until she reaches her climax again and again.

And this time, was no different.

Once more, he was gracing her with that tremendous stamina she knew and love, by continuously working that fat cock of his in and out of her pussy, keeping her womb nice and pounded, her g-spot stimulated, and her hole filled.

It felt incredibly pleasurable, to the point where she lost control over her facial expressions.

Her lavender eyes rolled and crossed, her tongue broke free from her mouth and wagged in the air, numerous strong spasms rushing forth to crash with full force in her body, settling right in her gut as an ever-growing ache.

Such an ache steadily grew stronger, with each thrust that Naruto emitted, each time his cock flooded into her insides; she felt that ache grow like a fire building.

She certainly knew what that meant.

Hinata squealed, "Oh fuck yes! Fuck this pussy, Naruto-kun. Fuck me!" Her body convulsed even more, as if entering a state of shock.

"Ahh, I-I'm gonna cum!"

"Fuck yeah, cum! Cum all over this dick, baby." Naruto groaned between her breasts.

Even though he could barely breathe, smothered by her massive mounds, Naruto felt like the happiest man—hell, the luckiest man on her earth. If it weren't for Hinata's breasts covering his face, the wide, childish grin on his face would have been exposed.

He was happy.

Happy in Hinata's arms once again.

He could feel her.

He could feel that pussy of hers tightening, twitching, and trembling as Hinata neared her very first orgasm for the night, one of many he was going to guarantee. Her body spasmed more on top of him now, spasming out of control.

But Naruto wished to raise the bar.

He aimed to make Hinata's night, to rock her fucking world, just as he knew she would do for him by the night's end.

So, he wholeheartedly embraced his newfound idea, forging ahead at full speed.

With a subtle movement of his hand, he guided his fingers into the crevice of her ass. And in that instant, he pushed his middle finger deep inside of her second hole, bestowing upon her a unique experience of profound fullness and intense penetration of both her holes.

Hinata climaxed right on the spot.

In a burst of joy, the midnight blue-haired cyberwoman emitted a piercing squeal, causing her body to jolt upward.

Unintentionally, her bouncing breasts shifted away from Naruto's face, providing him with a moment to catch his breath.

He took a deep inhale, his muscular chest rising and falling, but he didn't pause his thrusting.

He continued, even guiding his finger in and out of her tight asshole, lifting one asscheek to create more room for himself.

"Yes, open those holes up for me, baby. Just like that."

Hinata let out a cry, rocking her hips in rhythm with the thick cock and finger penetrating her, her love juices gushing out like a faucet, splattering everywhere.

The juices trickled down Naruto's thighs and across his sculpted abdomen, but he paid no mind.

Hinata thoroughly drenched them both, and he allowed her to ride out her climax until every last drop of her essence was released, leaving her pussy walls in a trembling, sensitive mess.

Just when he thought to continue, Hinata surprised him with different plans.

She pushed his chest, a signal for him to halt his thrusting. He obeyed, withdrawing his finger from her asshole, just as she sought to cup his chin, maintaining a firm grip.

Naruto let out a groan as she rewarded him with a lick along his whiskered cheek, "Mmm, that was incredible, a fantastic start, my love. You made me cum," She purred, swaying her hips, "made me all soaking wet too. But now," She continued, extending her tongue to lick along his lips, eliciting a deep moan from him.

Hinata smirked, "I want those lips of yours to eat me out." She breathed before pulling his chin a bit to open his mouth, to let loose his tongue. She gave his wet appendage a lick with her own.

"Mmm, and I want that tongue deep inside of me. I want you to lick me clean." She moaned, squinting her eyes and biting her lip, a seductive look that made Naruto's dick twitch profusely.

He certainly loved the sound of that.

The black-haired cyber male released a deep, sultry moan, the kind that cascaded from his mouth like velvet, a seductive melody caressing the air.

That was all he needed to hear, the only command he needed to hop on board.

How the hell can he say no to that?

A seductive smirk gradually appeared on Naruto's lips, and in the blink of an eye, Hinata found her world spinning as he rolled her off him.

Her back was now firmly pressed against the couch, and her legs were thrown up high in the air by his strong hands.

"Mmm, your wish is at my command, my naughty girl. Leave it to me to get you all cleaned up."

Hinata let out a giggle in response, "Hah, you always manage to get that mouth of yours in places it doesn't belong, huh." She teased, biting her lip as Naruto positioned himself between her open legs. "Just like those hands too, dorobō."

"Oh, my sweet angel," Naruto laughed, "You know that's my specialty."

Hinata giggled once more, but the sound was abruptly silenced when she felt the warm sensation of Naruto's lips crashing against her overly sensitive pussy.

His head was pushed between her thighs, his hands scooping underneath to keep them firmly within reach, ensuring she remained perfectly still for him.

Not that she had any intention of going anywhere.

In fact, Hinata thrust one hand down, delving into Naruto's black strands to secure his head in place and maintain the exact position, with her pussy in his mouth.

She watched him as he watched her, his nose nestled just within the crack of her pussy, hovering over her clitoris. His tongue, however, went to town on those lovely pink folds of hers, lapping in between them with fervor.

Hinata squealed in delight, her legs quivering in the air as her body experienced a surge of spasms and tingles under the influence of Naruto's rapid tongue, which found every sensitive spot between her thighs, intimately aware of their locations by heart.

He lapped against her sensitive folds, and the entrance of her vagina, two areas that quivered like no tomorrow under Naruto's might.

The room was once again filled with the naughty symphony of their fuck session, featuring the sounds of slurping, squealing, and deep moaning as its exclusive contributors.

Naruto moaned deeply into Hinata's core, his own eyes rolling from the taste of her juices coating his tongue.

With every lick, stroke, and suck, his taste buds were tantalized by a flavor as pure and sweet as nectar, with a hint of tanginess, much like Hinata herself.

This special taste alone kindled a hunger within him, urging him to lap harder, faster, and deeper.

Hinata squealed as Naruto abruptly lifted his head, enclosing his lips around her clitoris and delivering a deep suck, capturing it within the warmth of his mouth.

Taking it a step further, he flicked his tongue back and forth against it, repeatedly striking it with the tip of his appendage in rapid succession. And he watched, with the slight tilt of his head, as Hinata came undone.

He witnessed her convulsing like a madwoman against the couch, her legs quivering like a leaf in a hurricane—in fact, every part of her body shook.

Her mouth hung wide open, and her beautiful tongue extended, free from its confines, dancing in the air.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck!" She let out several hisses, her moans emanating from the depths of her chest. Her free hand scrambled back to claw at the couch, digging her nails inside the fabric as an expression of her heightened passion.

Naruto hummed, providing her bud with a bit more suction with his mouth before releasing it with a loud plop.

He licked his lips, "Heh, you like that shit, huh?" He bent forward, granting her twitching pussy a kiss.

From his position on his knees, he looked up at her, admiring the expression of love that adorned her stunning features.

He groaned, "Oh baby, you look so goddamn beautiful. You always make the most gorgeous faces when I eat you out."

"Gah!" Hinata exclaimed in a breathless fit, You're always so fucking good at it, holy shit."

She cursed, nodding her head down to her legs, "Now hold my fucking legs down and make me take it. Make me-ahh!!"

Hinata didn't have to tell him twice.

Faster than the speed of light, Naruto pushed her legs farther back, spreading them wider until they were pressed against her head and the fabric of the couch. And with her in such a position, he worked against her harder.

He widened his mouth, enveloping her folds with its warmth in one fluid motion. He clamped down on her lower lips, slipping his tongue out and delving straight inside of her pussy, where he explored to his heart's content.

"Yes! Yes, stick that tongue straight into me! Just like that!" Hinata squealed in approval, nodding her head like a lunatic, her braid tossling about, along her shoulder and breasts.

She practically melted into the crevice of the couch, her chest rising and falling as it was compressed between her folded legs, firmly held down by her lover's large, veiny hands.

Hinata was lost in ecstasy, transported to another realm, continually moaning and arching her back toward the ceiling, reveling in sensations she hoped would never end.

In response, Naruto moaned, relishing the confirmation from Hinata's screams that he was satisfying her just right.

In fact, he began to release moans within her as he delved into her constricted depths, sending intense tingling sensations to ripple from her toes to her head.

Her legs trembled more intensely, her tremors doubling even further especially when his tongue suddenly began to dart in and out of her like a rocket, vigorously tongue-fucking her pussy.

Naruto skillfully moved his tongue in and out of her tight walls, which attempted to constrict and challenge his intrusion.

However, much like Hinata herself, such tight walls were an apparent stronghold, but with the proper guidance, and the proper touch, one could be allowed inside, to explore its hidden depths within—the soft, tender essence that lay beneath the surface.

It was undoubtedly a delight for Naruto to feel those tight muscles of hers yielding to his command, gradually parting wider and wider to accommodate his tongue. This allowed him to slide his wet appendage even deeper inside, exploring and claiming every inch of her insides for himself.

For Hinata, it was undoubtedly an experience of sheer ecstasy—a sensation that ranked among the most sublime feelings in the entire world.

Hinata could only scream, screaming to the ceiling above her in pure ecstasy, pure unadulterated ecstasy.

At this moment, this very fucking moment, such joy was expressed so proudly from Hinata, so proudly it was a sight for sore eyes.

Her face showed it all.

Her moans showed it all.

Her body, the way it thrashed around, kicked, and spasmed, showed it all.

And her pussy... showed it all.

It was a beautiful moment, so very beautiful.

Before long, Naruto was met with a mouthful of her cum, the cord inside of her snapping and her floodgates bursting open, releasing all her pent-up desire in waves.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

Hinata came over and over again inside his mouth, and Naruto vigorously tried his utmost best to follow the orders he was given and lick her clean.

But how can he when she was constantly making a mess?

Naruto continued at it regardless, persisting until his tongue grew numb, covered in her juices, his breath became shallow, and his eyes blurred from the exertion.

Undeterred, the black-haired cyber male carried on, following Hinata's explicit instructions, delivering long, thorough licks that traversed from her asshole to her clitoris.

Every inch between her thighs was touched and coated with his saliva, prompting Hinata to explode in pleasure once more.

Her eyes crossed, her extended hand gripping the fabric of the couch harder, holding onto it for dear life.

"H-Holy shit, that feels so fucking good. You have no idea," The dark blue-haired cyberwoman mewled, keeping her gaze fixed on Naruto between her legs as he pleasured her.

He responded with a smirk, releasing his tight hold on her right leg to give her pussy a light pop. He chuckled, delighting in the way she jumped.

"Mmm, what a naughty girl you are, cumming so many times. You just have no control, do you?"

"Nope, none," Hinata breathed with a giggle, shrugging her shoulders, "Why hold back when letting go is so much more fun, hm?" She asked naughtily, tilting her head.

Her lavender eyes followed Naruto as he began to drag his lips away from her pussy to her inner thighs, and then up her legs.

He snickered, planting a kiss on her skin, "Hah, look at that. You know how to have fun after all," He breathed before showering her limbs with more kisses.

Extending his spine, he traced a line with his lips up her leg, kissing every last inch of her.

He cursed, breathing his warm breath against her skin, "Fuck, I missed this," he whispered, dropping another kiss on Hinata's leg, a little further up the knee.

Hinata shuddered, tingling.

Naruto glanced up at her, a deep longing flashing in his eyes. "I missed you," He whimpered, "so, so fucking bad."

After uttering those words, Naruto lowered his head, pursing his lips, demonstrating just how much he yearned for her.

He pressed his lips on her soft flesh, moaning.

His kisses conveyed a profound sense of longing and worship, each one a testament to how much he missed and cherished every inch of Hinata. He left many all over her—along her inner thighs, her legs, and even her heeled boots.

He seemed to worship every part of her, down to her very feet, as if he would gladly worship the ground she walked on.

His kisses embodied his love, serving as the key to his happiness, redemption, and the very essence of love itself.

Hinata was the woman of his dreams, the woman he yearned for each passing day, the one who ruled his dreams and daydreams alike.

Even when they had to part ways, Naruto held onto the image of Hinata in his mind, a vivid presence that never left him.

The kisses he left were more than mere affection; they were gestures of worship, appreciation, and a silent plea, whispering:

"Feel my longing, for I never want you to leave again."

Hinata's eyes widened as she locked eyes with Naruto, becoming entranced by his gaze.

Her heart skipped several beats, and suddenly, her entire world shifted.

Naruto's actions spoke louder than words, leaving a profound impact on Hinata.

His intense blue eyes conveyed emotions that penetrated deep into her soul, resonating with a power that left her breathless.

His kisses, gentle imprints of love on her skin, emitted warmth throughout her cybernetic body, enveloping her heart and rejuvenating her soul.

In Naruto's gaze, Hinata found a sanctuary she had never known.

His eyes held an unwavering warmth that defied the shadows of her past, a gaze untainted by fear or persecution.

Unlike others who saw her as a mere weapon, Naruto regarded her with a profound understanding, acknowledging the strength and vulnerability within her.

His look was a reflection of acceptance, a recognition of her autonomy and the agency to make her own choices.

To Naruto, she was not a tool to be wielded but a person deserving of love, care, and the freedom to be herself.

In Naruto's eyes, she felt human.

His gaze seemed to penetrate beyond the scars and the darkness that lay within her, and instead, recognized the empowered woman she truly was.

When Naruto looked at her with that stupid, childish grin of his, the one that always could make her blush, it was a carefree gaze that conveyed a profound truth–he found happiness in her, just as she found happiness in him.

They needed one another and cared for one another.

Together, they constituted a harmonious whole, serving as each other's guiding light amid darkness, playing the roles of hero and heroine in narratives that would otherwise be tragic.

In those clandestine moments, they discovered a sanctuary in each other, a connection that surpassed the barriers attempting to keep them apart.

No one, absolutely no one, had the power to thaw Hinata's cold heart quite like Naruto.

He possessed the unique ability to reach into the depths of the dark abyss and pull her into the light, unveiling the goodness that the harsh world could offer despite its adversities and restrictions.

Naruto taught her how to care, how to love, how to be vulnerable, and most importantly, how to feel.

As Naruto uttered sweet nothings, the very kind Hinata always clung to even during those cold, somber nights when she was soaked in blood, surrounded by lifeless bodies, left alone in the silence of the night, she was granted a hope to hold on to, a twinkle of faith that she was not a complete monster if she was able to be granted the kind of love Naruto showers her.

As he kissed her body, taking the time to lavish every part of her—every limb, every inch of skin, both flesh and cybernetic, the very limbs designed for taking lives—Hinata felt each kiss transform her, enhancing her beauty and making her feel truly special.

His actions spoke volumes, and in that moment, a tear streamed down Hinata's cheek, tracing a path down her chin and chest. It was a tear of overwhelming emotion, a final release of pent-up feelings.

In that vulnerable moment, she too, shared with Naruto what had weighed on her heart for so long. She whispered it to him.

"I missed you too, Naruto-kun, so, so badly, my love."

Hinata croaked, lowering her legs and body to maneuver herself closer to her lover, "Oh kami, I love you so much, Naruto-kun."

"I love you too, Hinata-chan." Naruto whispered, his cheeks soon cradled by Hinata's hands, their lips desperately seeking connection.

As their lips collided once again, for what felt like the umpteenth time tonight, it sent a spark coursing through both of them once more, akin to the eruption of fireworks in the night sky.

Once more, Hinata took the lead in the kiss, letting out a moan as she relished the sweet and slightly tangy taste of herself on Naruto's lips.

The exchange of saliva and the essence of her sweet but tangy love juices, a mixture of passion and desire, heightened the heat between them, setting their cores ablaze.

Their moans echoed as they eagerly wrapped their arms around each other, reveling in the sensation of their bodies pressed together.

The kiss deepened, a dance of lips and tongues intertwining in a heated exchange.

Each moment became a precious instance seized in the forbidden intimacy they shared, making the most of every second they could steal away for themselves.

The room transformed into a sanctuary of desire for them both. The air was thick with the heat of their longing, infused with the remnants of the scent of sex, Hinata's alluring perfume, and Naruto's icy cologne.

Remnants of their passionate encounter, a blend of their sweat, further enveloped them in a cocoon of shared intimacy, creating an atmosphere that lingered with the aftermath of their forbidden liaison.

The soft glow of ambient lighting of the ongoing city through the room's window accentuated the contours of their entwined naked bodies, casting shadows that danced off of the walls.

Every corner of the room bore witness to the unspoken language of their love, from the smacking of their lips to the rhythmic creaking of the couch beneath them, even their intertwined breaths and the occasional, muted moans that escaped their mouths.

Soon enough, however, Naruto and Hinata reluctantly pulled apart, a delicate strand of saliva lingered momentarily, connecting their lips before succumbing to the gentle force of separation.

Both of them were left breathless, their chests rising and falling in sync with the fading echoes of their heated exchange.

Their lips now bore the subtle imprint of each other's fervor. A rosy tint adorned their cheeks, and the two were caught in a daze, evidence of the intense kiss that had just partaken in; a reaction they always felt.

Naruto panted, a chuckle letting forth as he raced his eyes over the beautiful woman before him. He bit his lip, "I don't want to leave you, Hinata-chan."

"Then don't." Hinata breathed, with a shake of her head...

"I want to fuck you some more-"

"Then do it." Hinata blurted out, breathing the command against his lips, "Fuck me more. Fuck me all night long, Naruto-kun. There is absolutely nothing in this world that can stop us now."

And that, was all that needed to be said, to have the two back at it again.

Naruto leaped upward to grab Hinata by the hips, sliding her buttocks slightly off of the couch, setting her in the perfect position so she can be plowed nice and deep by his cock.

He watched in glee as she giggled due to his sudden action of repositioning her, her fingers scrambling downward to spread her pussy wide for him, stretching it open.

Hinata then gave him a seductive look, lavender eyes squinted, bottom lip bitten, and her cheeks rosy red.

It was a sight that screamed, she was ready to be fucked.

And Naruto didn't hesitate to fulfill her desire. Both their desires.

He let out a groan in glee, before propping his leg up onto the couch, raising himself, and then he took hold of his erection.

And with that, he plunged deep inside her once more.

It was only then that marked the beginning of another round, one of many more to follow throughout the night.

Amidst it all, they reveled in every kiss, every moan, every thrust, and every climax, longing for time to freeze.

They both were reluctant to part ways and step beyond the confines of the very room they shared together, back into the reality they had to face.

If they were to ever leave, they'd have to don the masks they wore for the world—a facade of enmity.

Thus, they clung to each other, treasuring every second, every moment, unwilling to let go.

Not now.

Not ever.

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A.N. 

I hope you enjoyed! 

That's the end of this one-shot, end of part 2! 

You all, I am having so much fun writing these Nhmonth oneshots, you have no idea. I just hate how long is taking me to finish them all, and the fact that Nhmonth23 is almost over. But, I will get what I can out before the event is over, and I will be getting the rest of the Nhmonth content out afterwards. No doubt. 

Also, I want to emphasize yet AGAIN, that I had soooo much fun writing this cyberpunk one-shot, it's crazy. The entire cyberpunk AU and vibe, Hinata's badass personality, her as a bounty hunter, and more dominant were so much fun! I even enjoyed writing a more smoother and playful Naruto, him and his spiky black hair! You all, you have no idea the struggle I had at times.I was having an urge to write "spiky blonde hair." haha! 

I can go on and on about how much I enjoyed writing this AU. And as you can imagine, I gotta come back to it in the future, and revisit it somehow, just for my own sake, haha. 

But enough rambling, I hope you enjoyed! I still have more one-shots up my sleeve, and so I want to finish 2023 strong!

Don't forget to comment and vote! 

And as always, take care!

Powerful_Niya