Author's Note: 𝟭𝟴, M/M, Mpreg, Mates, Limes & Lemons later on, so be forewarned
Thank you all for the love ❤️
𝘼𝙡𝙨𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 Naruto'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑
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As soon as I entered his room, I could sense that Gramps was in a bad mood. He was pacing back and forth, a pensive expression worn upon his face. I always called it his constipated look.
The silence was uncomfortable, and I just wanted to return to Sasuke and finish what we started.
"Can I leave now?" I blurted out. "We can stand around and say nothing another time!"
His glare instantly silenced me.
"Who is he? I have a feeling you know more about your new mate than you're letting on."
"How so?" I crossed my arms jerking my head to the side.
"You lost." Our eyes locked for a brief moment. Come to think of it, I had never lost before, that was until I met him.
I muttered, "Well, he's a better fighter..."
"He is good I'll give him that, however, your emotional display in the arena this afternoon and your sudden willingness to marry is highly suspicious. Remember you were the one who vowed never to be married. So, I'm curious what changed," He eyed me. I knew he could smell my mate on me.
"I guess, I just had a change of heart, no biggie." My voice was casual, which was true. I did vow to whoop every ass, and never marry, but there was a reason why...
And why did Grandpa care?! His wish came true! I lost and now I have a mate that should be a win-win in his book.
"A change of heart? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Do not answer that Naruto, it's a trap... "Oh no of course not." I had to work on my tone. I could see my grandfather's right eye twitching.
"Oy, okay fine! We met and fought before; it was at the waterfall. He won that time also."
He was not satisfied with that answer that seemed to only heighten Gramp's suspicions. "So, explain this to me then? Why go through all the trouble to hide it?" I watched as Granddad raised a fine brow at me as if to say checkmate.
He waited for my answer.
Uh oh! Shit.
"We. We thought you would reject our engagement." I gotta think fast. "Because he's uh... he's uh." I watched my grandfather make a jester with his hand for me to get to the point.
"He's what? What is he?" My grandfather already knew the answer, he just wanted me to confirm it, but I refused to let any harm come to my mate.
And then a light bulb went off in my head causing my ears to shoot up. "He's half-human!" I blurted out. I thought maybe if I said he was half human my grandfather would be more receptive to our union.
"A half-breed..." I watched as Gramps curled a digit against his bottom lip in thought. "So, that's what I was sensing... interesting."
"You're not mad?" I asked curious about his reaction.
"No... This is something quite unexpected. I never met a half-breed before..." There was a devious smirk forming across his face as he spoke. "I'm curious to learn more about him." He also seemed more at ease at the idea that Sasuke was only half human.
He had walked away from me while in thought before pausing and abruptly turning on his heel, which damn near gave me a heart attack.
"I will give the both of you, my blessing."
"You will?!"
He nodded and I felt all the tension that I was harboring dissipate.
"Can I go now?" I whined. My mate was waiting for me, and I wanted to tell him the great news!
He snorted, "I know you're eager to get back to your mate but I'm having you prepare here. I'm not having a repeat at the arena. You need to take our traditions- blah blah blah."
I stopped listening but continued to nod before throwing a couple of, "Yups." in there.
"You're not listening to a word I'm saying. Are you?"
"Yup." I earned a slap to the back of my head right there.
As my grandfather began scolding me for my lack of attention, I found myself drifting off again, he shouted, "Pay attention, you ungrateful brat!"
Although it was difficult for him to get angry, I found it amusing to see him lose his cool.
Even his long red hair had bristled out, reminding me of an angry cat.
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That evening Gramps made me stay there and forced me to go through all the dos and don'ts for tonight. I think he was punishing me for what he believed had happened between me and my mate.
Once night came, we entered the dining room together; we found that we were not the first to arrive. My kin were already there, waiting for us.
I spotted that familiar maroon mop of hair and made my way towards Gaara, who was wearing a kimono that matched his eyes. As Gramps and I went in different directions, Granddad made a beeline right to Pervy Uncle Jiraiya.
I watched as they began to talk, but then Uncle stopped mid-convo to wave in my direction. I guess they were talking about me, but I ignored them and went to speak to my kin.
"Hey, Gaara what's up?" I embraced him with a side hug. He was the only one of my kin who matched me in height, us two being the shortest out of our friend group.
"Hey, I'm still trying to wrap my head around this whole engagement. What happened to that long speech you gave us about never marrying and enjoying your freedom as a bachelor?"
I shrugged, "You're the second one to ask me that."
"Maybe because you made this entire speech in front of the village during your first arena fight for all to witness."
I laughed, "Yeah, I did do that, whelp..." I paused to scratch my head. "I guess he was the exception."
"Oh really?" He did not sound convinced. "I can't wait to meet this mate that was able to change your mind." He had put extra emphasis on the word your, and I don't know why but the way he said it made me feel offended.
I stuck my tongue out and he quickly jabbed an elbow in my side.
"Behave." He muttered.
"Where's Kiba and Deidara?"
"Kiba refused to come and Deidara stayed to console him or tease him, it depends on the weather with that guy." A heavy sigh came along with that statement. I could tell he was done with both of them.
"Aww," I paused as the scent of sandalwood and saffron filled my nostrils.
I felt my heart picking up speed even the thought of him in the same room as I sent a wave of joy flooding my body.
"Can we..."
"It's okay go." He subtly jerked his head in my mate's direction.
I watched as Sasuke calmly scanned the room with his piercing black gaze. Despite his stoic exterior, he appeared confident and at ease.
His kimono fit him perfectly, suggesting that whoever guessed his measurements did an excellent job.
He arrived just in time as people began to take their seats, preparing for the celebration to begin.
With my arm waving side to side, I called out, "Sasuke!" Our eyes met and the world around me seemed to stop.
I would have waited a lifetime for him, though he didn't know it, before I knew it my feet were moving of their own accord. We stood facing each other.
"I hope you weren't too bored without me." I felt like a toddler fidgeting underneath his piercing gaze, my smile was from the nervousness I felt.
"I managed. Is everything alright? You seem to be in better spirits." Though subtle I saw the corner of his mouth tug upward as he spoke.
I gave a nod. "Gramps said tonight he's given us his blessing."
I watched mesmerized when his mask slipped, but just as it did it was back again.
"C'mon you can have a seat next to me," there was electricity as my fingers skimmed down his palm and in between his pale ones. I admit I was a little surprised he let me drag him along.
My kin watched in annoyance that we were the last to be seated at our engagement ceremony. They considered it rude.
"We need to hurry, we're sitting next to Gramps," I said to myself as I saw my grandfather's lips purse disapprovingly. I had just broken one of the many rules on his list of things not to do. We were the last ones to take our seats.
As soon as we claimed our seats, I chose to tell Sasuke about the meal we would be expecting.
"I must warn ya... The food that's served tonight is a traditional Kitsune meal we don't have often only for special occasions. You don't have to eat it. You just got to look like you're eating it."
The look I received said it all.
"You need not worry about me..." As I listened. His voice sounded different, it wasn't flat or crisp this time.
He seemed relaxed letting his natural tone come through it was smooth and deep. I fought to keep my smile from growing, oh yeah, he was in for a surprise with this meal.
"Fine! Don't say I didn't warn ya."
"Is it that terrible?" He spoke with that same smooth deep cadence as he returned my smile which caused a small dip to form below his right cheek. Gawd, this man...
"You'll see..." I said in a sing-song voice.
"Now you piqued my interest! You can't just deliver a foreboding message like that and not tell me. Is it insects, lizard eggs, or is it something more exotic like human flesh?"
I chuckled, "No, nothing like that." Much to my surprise, he moved closer to me causing our arms to touch. "Oops, sorry," he said with a light chuckle. I don't know why this made me feel nervous.
I looked away afraid I might do something impulsive like kiss him.
Here we go. I thought as the room fell silent and six servers walked in carrying silver platters covered with matching lids.
As soon as the platter made its way to our table and the lid was lifted, I could see the line of questioning he had. "It's not baby hearts..." I whispered before adding. "It's rabbit."
My kin grabbed their fair share of organs. Sasuke doing the same. He was good at adapting, he looked like a natural.
As everyone grabbed enough to fill their plates.
They turned their attention to Granddad, waiting for him to either approve or reject our bond. With elegance, he lifted the wooden chalice towards the heavens and glanced at us before speaking.
His powerful voice filled the entire room.
"We have all waited patiently for this day, blah blah blah." I stopped listening again but watched as he took the first sip passing it along to me, I took a sip handing the cup to Sasuke.
Our fingers briefly touched as he took the cup, I got the sense he was telling me he'd be alright.
He drank from the cup with ease handing it along to the next. Once the last drop was gone was our cue to eat.
Sasuke did not waver. He ate his meal which I expected him to chew to help pass the time, but once he noticed I was watching he ate another giving me a smirk.
Happy with how things were going, I playfully bumped shoulders with him, before catching myself from biting my lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
"You're one of us now... You drank the poison." I joked, but deep down I was proud. He took to our customs with no complaints or disgust.
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Walking back to the room was a mix of celebration and fun.
I couldn't contain my emotions any longer and wanted nothing more than to kiss him as we walked side by side.
I don't know why I grabbed his kimono and pushed him against a nearby wall.
He wasn't mad, more like amused.
In this way, I stood on the tips of my toes kissing him deeply. I wanted him to want me as I felt him up. "Naruto-" I ignored whatever he was trying to say. There was no stopping me.
As our lips met, a rush of emotions surged through me. It felt like a small victory, a moment of connection that I had been longing for.
At first, his hands remained at his side, but soon I felt his touch, his warm hands grazing my skin. His fingers found their way to my backside, firmly gripping and squeezing my buttock, sending a shiver down my spine. It was a bold move, unexpected yet exhilarating.
But then, without warning, he did something that caught me off guard. He began to lift me off the ground, causing me to gasp in surprise. "Whoa!" I cried out, instinctively grabbing hold of his broad shoulders for support. The sudden elevation added an exciting twist to our passionate encounter, making my heart race with anticipation.
"That's better," he whispered.
This was the first time I had been carried in this manner. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, while I locked my ankles together and held on tightly with my thighs.
He effortlessly carried me to the bedroom while our mouths remained connected in an intimate dance. I felt him reaching for the doorknob before kicking the door in.
He threw me to my bed as he untied the belt to his kimono. As he moved closer, I couldn't help but notice his well-defined physique, a testament to the years he had spent training and fighting. His lean muscles were chiseled, a result of his dedication and hard work.
My desire to touch him grew stronger with each passing moment as if drawn to the undeniable strength radiating from his body. I mimicked his actions as he climbed onto the mattress with his knees until he was hovering over me.
The anticipation in the air was killing me, as our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us. I was ready. In that moment, time was irrelevant. He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine, and I reciprocated the gesture, our mouths opening in unison.
Our tongues danced together, exploring the depths of each other's mouths. The kiss intensified; he was like fire, and I desperately wanted to be devoured by him. We lost ourselves, and our bodies rolled together, as the world around us faded into oblivion.
It was in that passionate haze that I realized I needed to remove my underwear. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the elastic, desperate to free myself of any barriers between us. Every second felt like an eternity as I struggled, my focus solely on the task at hand.
Finally, the last obstacle was overcome, and I discarded my underwear, casting it aside like a forgotten memory. With our bodies fully united, we continued to explore the depths of one another's skin, our bond growing stronger with each passing moment.
In this intimate encounter, we could take our time and map out every curve and dip in each other's body.
Instincts took over and I ran my hand up his chest to his shoulder and down his right arm. I could feel his muscles bulge against my fingertips. I could feel him watching me curiously.
I took his hand bringing his fingers to my parted lips before sucking on his index and middle finger.
His breath hitched and he closed his eyes as I savored the taste of him.
His other hand came up to caress my cheek, sending shivers through my body. I smiled up at him and released his fingers, looking deeply into his eyes.
As I spread my legs, I brought his hand to my rear. He understood what I wanted, and gingerly he inserted his first digit inside of me it tingled at first but that soon turned to burning. I was not expecting that, and it didn't help his finger was long.
"You're alright." He froze ready to withdraw his hand.
"Mhm."
"You sure?" His tone was skeptical, he was not convinced.
"Don't stop." He remained frozen. "Please." He inched deeper. I began to clear my throat trying to cover up my sounds of discomfort.
By now my eyes were shut and sealed.
"Relax." I looked up at him, "I need you to relax, okay." I found myself nodding. My body was taut expecting there to be pain lots of pain.
I took a few deep drags in and out. I kept repeating inhaling and exhaling. I felt my body relaxing and that's when another finger slid inside of me.
He began to move them at a snail's pace, his fingers creating an uncomfortable ache back there as he slid them back and forth.
When I looked back up at him he was gnawing on his bottom lip. With a look of pensiveness on his face I realized he was just as nervous as I felt.
So, I did what I had to do to break the tension. I began to moan for him to go deeper and harder.
He hesitated at first, and I could feel his gaze on me.
"Don't stop," I begged.
I could sense he was enjoying the sound and the thought of taking control.
I think whatever reserve he had he chucked that and withdrew his hand. I knew what was coming. I have to remember to breathe. He had grabbed a pillow and tapped my hips so I would lift up.
When I complied, he slid the pillow underneath me while also being mindful of my tail. I felt the weight shift on the mattress as he positioned himself between my legs again.
This was it, there was no turning back now... I thought.
I could feel those midnight pools looking down at me to see how I was doing. All I felt was pain. So much pain it shot from my tail through my vertebrae up to my throat! I fought hard to keep my body from running away in response to it.
He wasn't even fully in! That was just the tip! I knew he sensed my discomfort, and he was about to pull away but I had grabbed on his waist.
His breath was strained, and his arms were shaking supporting his upper body as he hovered over me.
"Don't stop." I moaned louder and pushed my hips against his, urging him to take what he wanted. Before I knew it, he pushed himself deeper inside of me.
I had been joking back at his apartment about his size, but I should have been very scared. His size made the pain ten times worse.
His movements were awkward and stiff as he still attempted to fall into an adequate rhythm.
I don't know if his attention was deliberate, but he had changed his angle and...
Hello!
"Oh, gawds! Sasuke." This felt a hundred times better than masturbating! It felt so good that I was captivated by it.
At that moment, an overwhelming exhilaration surged through my veins, igniting a fire within me and causing my inner thighs to shake.
The intensity of the sensation caused an involuntary twitch in my body, as another surge of heat enveloped every inch of my being. It was unexpected, yet undeniably pleasurable.
With each forceful thrust, delivered at that particular angle, a passionate response erupted within me.
The pleasure was so profound that my body couldn't help but writhe in response to the electrifying sensation.
Every movement, every touch, felt deliberate and it was an opportunity to delve into uncharted territory, to discover new realms of pleasure and connection.
Each touch, each caress, served as a gateway to unexplored depths, beckoning me to surrender to the raw intensity of the moment. I wanted him to go further and harder.
I was his to claim.
He responded to my moans by swiftly hooking his arm underneath my right knee, effortlessly bringing my leg up to my chest.
With each pound, his thrusts grew more vigorous, pushing deeper and harder into me. The intensity of our connection amplified as he moved faster and faster, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
The growing arousal within me became undeniable, aching for release.
As the tempo of his thrusting escalated, I could feel my body quivering in ecstasy, building towards an imminent climax.
Finally, as the pinnacle of pleasure washed over me, I surrendered to the overwhelming sensation, embracing the euphoria that consumed every fiber of my being.
His own completion was brought about as a result of this. As we gazed into each other's eyes, I fell asleep next to him.
I was a virgin no more.