capitulo 7

In the interim, it felt as if Hinata and Himawari had formed their own little support group—dedicated to those who were undergoing cock withdrawal symptoms.

How did Sakura do it? It was something they wondered every day; how on Earth did she manage to go so long without a pounding from that Uchiha stud?

They went to her after a week, and like any good doctor, Sakura was honest with them.

"Yeah," said the pink haired woman, with a soft smile and a look of pity in her eyes. "All that stuff is normal, I'm afraid. And there's not much I can do…" She laughed a little. "It's not like I can prescribe you a week of pounding from Sasuke, now can I?"

Hinata bit her lip. "How do you manage?"

"I don't," Sakura said, smiling with closed eyes.

Himawari and Hinata glanced at each other.

"What- what do you mean?" asked Himawari.

"I meant exactly as I said." Sakura was looking down at a folder on her desk, biting her lip and scribbling some notes in minute-sized lettering. "I don't manage. I just bottle up all those frustrations into my work." She looked up at them, and her face was totally serious. "You two should just be glad he's only gone for a few weeks this time, and not years." Her smile was sickly sweet, but dangerous.

The two of them glanced at each other once again, realizing the predicament they had found themselves in.

They were on the same page—no wonder Sakura had grown a reputation for being volatile, even more so than she had in their youth. 

"Maybe we'd ought to...give you some space…" Hinata decided, backing up slowly.

"Yeah," Himawari murmured. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea, mom."

Quite wisely, they decided to leave Sakura to her own devices, sensing that she was going through much the same ordeal that they were.

It seemed that the two women would simply have to ride it out until Sasuke came home.

He sat under the open stars, a look of serenity on his face. Light flickered off of his frame, a roaring camp fire dominating the small clearing he'd decided to rest in.

Sasuke wasn't unused to being by himself. It was strange though, after the chaos of the past few weeks. Between Sakura, Hinata, Himawari, and even Naruko for that one night, he'd spent more time in bed the past few weeks than he had doing anything else. Certainly it was quite the departure from how his journeys had been, long days traveling, longer nights spent under the stars, utterly alone.

He smirked, poking at a log in the fire with a pointed stick.

Not that he minded the change.

It wasn't the kind of retirement he had ever imagined for himself—years ago he had seen nothing but endless wandering in his future. A few weeks ago, when he'd found out that he was to return home, he'd envisioned a quiet life with Sakura.

He definitely didn't imagine a retirement where he could sleep with three beautiful women day in and day out, fucking them to his heart's content, all with Naruto's permission and encouragement.

It was certainly enjoyable. Pity that he'd had to go deal with those bandits over by Kusagakure, driving an unnecessary gap in the middle of said retirement. It hadn't taken long to disperse them...a show of force here, some intimidation there, and the whole band had scattered. He'd spent a few days mopping up, taking care of those who refused to end their thieving ways and helping a few of their victims to safety.

Now, he was almost home. Just a day's away—by tomorrow night, he'd be in Konoha.

Better yet, he even had cell phone reception, something he noted as he took out his phone.

He elected to send a quick text to Sakura.

'How about a foursome for my welcoming home present?' was what it read.

Her response didn't take long.

'Hungry, aren't ya?'

He smirked to himself, before quickly replying.

'You have no idea the things I want to and will do to the three of you when I get home.'

This time, her response was near instantaneous.

'Oh, I believe it. I'll let Hinata and Himawari know...and Naruto too. We'll have a nice welcome home present prepared just for you, :-).'

'My best guess is six or seven o'clock. Don't disappoint.'

'You know I won't,' was Sakura's final message.

Sasuke's smirk widened as he put his phone away.

It was time to turn in—he had a long journey ahead of him. And he definitely would need his rest for what lay in store tomorrow night.

At approximately five-thirty, all of them had gathered in the living room of Naruto and Hinata's living room.

Hinata, Himawari, and Sakura sat on the couch—Naruto sat beside them on a separate chair.

"So, you guys are finally going to have that foursome?" said Naruto, with a grin on his face.

"That's what Sasuke asked for," Sakura said. "Of course, I gathered us to discuss the logistics of this...as in, are we gonna fuck in your guys' bedroom?"

"I don't think t-there's enough room for all four of us," Hinata said timidly. "Maybe down here will do? We can make some...adjustments."

"I do like the idea of getting bent over this couch and fucked," said Himawari, running a hand over the seat with a fond look on her face.

The three girls nodded in agreement.

"Alright, down here it is then," said Naruto. "I assume you girls are going to need some time to get ready? Should I get some tea started?"

Sakura had a glint in her eye. "You taught him well, Hinata," she said. "We'll be upstairs getting ready." She tapped a finger against her purse thoughtfully. "Ready, girls?"

Hinata and Himawari nodded. Standing up all at once, the two of them followed Sakura up the stairs. Naruto went into the kitchen.

In the master bedroom, the three of them gathered.

"So...are you three ready to be Sasuke's good little sluts tonight?" asked Sakura, as she cracked open her purse.

"Yes...and I'm definitely ready to get fucked again," Himawari murmured, a glazed over look in her eyes. Hinata nodded at that, licking her lips unconsciously.

"Well, we're all going to look our best tonight." Sakura smiled. "Our man deserves three beautiful women to fuck to his heart's content after a long few weeks ahead—we owe it to him, don't we?"

Hinata and Himawari couldn't help but grin at the way she said 'our' man.

"We do," Hinata mumbled. "Let's get ready."

Using his spare key, Sasuke let himself in through the front door.

Naruto was sitting alone on the couch, with a wry smirk on his lips. "Oooh, welcome home Sasuke," he said jokingly, batting his eyes.

"Thanks," the Uchiha said dryly. "Where are the others?"

"They're here."

"Well, I knew that much." Sasuke shrugged off his cloak, hanging it on the coat rack. "Upstairs?"

"Maybe...maybe not," Naruto said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He stood, moving to the side. "I was simply instructed to tell you something."

"...and that is…?" asked Sasuke, with an eyebrow quirked up.

"A message from your wife." Naruto grinned. "Strip down, sit on the couch, close your eyes...and wait."

Sasuke smirked. "Sounds just fine with me," he said.

In a few moments time, he was nude. Settling in on the couch, the Uchiha leaned back, a smirk still on his lips. Slowly, he closed his eyes.

Naruto let out a low whistle.

He felt their presence as they entered the room from wherever they were hiding. They didn't take their time—quite the opposite, in fact. He felt a warm body slide onto the couch on his right; then one on his left. And of course, there was one nestled in-between his legs as well.

"What a surprise," Sasuke murmured, a smirk on his lips. "Is it possible that I'm going to see three gorgeous women before me when I open my eyes?"

"Perhaps," said Sakura, her voice coming from his left. "How about you open them and find out?"

He did just that.

With Sakura on his left, Hinata on his right, and Himawari nestled oh-so-neatly between his legs...Sasuke felt as if he were resting on the clouds of heaven.

They looked gorgeous. Lipstick, make-up, and lingerie that clung to their bodies. Hinata sported white, Sakura green, and Himawari blue—the colour of their eyes, he noted.

Like clockwork, his cock rose, lifting off of his thigh and already reaching a frightening mass. It throbbed and twitched, eager after a few weeks away to quench its desires inside one of the three pussies angled around him.

"Ca- can we?" asked Hinata.

All three of them were staring at it; entranced by its every moment. Sasuke chuckled, shaking his head.

"Go for it," was all he said.

They descended upon it, and soon, he had three pairs of lips wrapped around his massive shaft. "Mmm," they moaned in unison, already in ecstasy just at the taste of it.

He slid his hands down, fingers gripping tight the pink strands of his wife and the indigo hair of Hinata. "God, I missed you three," he said, throwing his head back and moaning at the sensation.

"Aw, you didn't miss me?" said Naruto. The blonde had a big grin on his face, already sporting an (admittedly small) bulge in his trousers.

"I missed fucking your wife in front of you," Sasuke said. "That was about it."

"Just admit it. You totally missed me," the Hokage said, rolling his eyes.

"Like I said," Sasuke murmured, a smirk on his lips, with jest in his tone. "The only thing I missed about you was fucking your wife." He reached a hand over, giving Hinata a nice smack on her juicy ass, the woman moaning around his cock as he did so. "I'm sure you had plenty of fun watching that movie we made."

Hinata ran her tongue up and down his shaft. She giggled. "He watched it every chance he got," she said, looking up at Sasuke with nothing short of pure lust in her eyes. "I think he enjoyed watching it more than we did making it."

"Probably," Sasuke said, nothing that Naruto couldn't exactly bring himself to meet his gaze.

Himawari looked right at home, running her tongue along the tip of his cock, giggling happily, a look of happiness on her face. Sakura was grinning, running her tongue and lips along the side of his shaft, smearing emerald lipstick as she did so.

"The real question is: which one of you am I going to fuck first?"

With that question posed, they all stopped—they looked up at him, stared at him, pleading looks in their eyes. He had to laugh at that; the greedy little sluts, all wanting to be first, none of them wanting to wait to be last.

"I can't bring myself to choose," he said with a sigh. "The three of you, up," Sasuke commanded.

Like the obedient little sluts they were, all three of them hopped to their feet. To most men, it would be a surreal sight: three gorgeous woman naked and ready to get fucked.

To Sasuke, it was just a regular welcoming home party.

Sasuke stood, pushing his way behind them. He grabbed Sakura by the back of the head—with unnecessary roughness, he shoved her head into the sofa, bending her over so that her plump ass was on full display.

Next was Himawari, who was he was gentle with, pushing her over and ensuring that her poor, dripping wet pussy was more than easy to access.

Hinata got a mix of the two, though she would have been happy with either one, admittedly.

Sasuke gestured for Naruto to walk over. The blonde did just that, and Sasuke smirked at him.

"What do you think?" asked Sasuke, looking to the three women.

"I don't know…" Naruto mumbled, biting his lip.

He laughed at that.

"Should I fuck your wife first?" He gave Hinata's ass a nice smack, making her moan into the sofa cushion.

"Or maybe I ought to fuck your filthy-minded daughter?" With a swat to Himawari's ass, the young woman purred.

"Or maybe, I should make sure your first love gets the first pounding?" Sakura whimpered, gyrating her hips with a stinging handprint on her ass from where Sasuke had smacked it.

Naruto sighed. "I don't know, Sasuke. Any of the above sounds like a delight to me," he had to admit.

The Uchiha rolled his eyes. "Trust me, I want to fuck all three of them right in front of you. I'm only asking you which one I should have first."

Uncharacteristically, the blonde was silent for a moment. He looked back and forth between the three of them—his loving wife, his once-innocent daughter, his former crush. Bent over, pussies dripping wet, all three of them aching to get fucked by the man standing right next to him.

"Why not all three at once?" Naruto suggested, a crafty smirk on his face.

Sasuke had to chuckle. "I like the way you think," he said, forming a hand sign.

When young Sarada Uchiha got home that night, it was to an empty house.

That wasn't strange on its own—her mother was often at the hospital, and ever since her father had come home, he'd spent long hours out training. Oh no, Sarada was perfectly accustomed to being home by herself.

The thing was...Sakura had told her that she was going to be at the hospital, and that dinner was on her. Yet, Sarada had planned on surprising her dear mom by bringing her a meal straight to her office.

Obviously, that hadn't panned out. One of Sakura's nurses had informed Sarada that Sakura had taken the day off and had given specific instructions to not disturb her under any circumstances whatsoever.

Had she lied? Or simply forgotten?

Sarada had gone to her father's training grounds to ask him, or to see if the two of them were spending time together there, and he'd been AWOL as well. 

And now that she had gotten home and taken some time to take a look around, it was clear that they weren't here either.

She was perplexed—where could they be?

Sarada only knew one place to check.

Her mother was a doctor with an extraordinarily busy schedule, and she tried to keep her day organized to a T. She always kept a planner at home, usually tucked away somewhere in the living room…

After a moment of searching, she found it.

She sifted through to today, and found what she was looking for. "Five twenty, Naruto's house, get there earlier to prepare if possible…" Sarada read aloud, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose as she did so.

'What's so important going on at the Hokage's house that she has to lie to me?' Sarada thought to herself, closing the planner and putting it back where she'd found it.

Maybe she would have to go there and find out herself, thought the young woman.

She suppressed her chakra, wanting to try and get the jump on her dishonest mother.

Of course, if she was watching out for her, no attempt to suppress her chakra would work against a shinobi the caliber of her mother. Yet if she wasn't paying attention or was otherwise preoccupied, even someone as strong as the Hokage wouldn't be able to detect her.

Sarada crept up the lawn, glad that it was dark now, trusting on the shadows to prevent people from seeing her spying into the Hokage's house.

The curtains were drawn, but not perfectly. There was a small gap, just big enough that if she angled herself properly, she could just see-

Sarada yelped, slipping and falling right on her bottom.

Her face was crimson in a split second—the same color as her red-rimmed glasses. With shaky hands, she slowly rose back to her feet, looking through the gap in the curtains once more…

It was her father—three of him, in fact. Naked from head to toe.

She saw her own mother, those pastel pink locks indistinguishable. She saw Himawari, who was bucking her hips back needily. And then she saw Hinata, who was just as caught up in the ecstasy as the other two were.

And in a corner of the room she saw her idol, the Hokage, watching on as his wife and daughter were fucked right in front of him.

Her brain was screaming at her to leave. And yet, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

It all looked so intense, so passionate, so erotic. She caught glimpses of something that mirrored a monster between her father's legs—spearing in and out of the three woman posed in the living room. Curse her Uchiha eyes, for they were more perceptive than most, and even from such a distance she could see how big and juicy that cock looked…

...her father's cock.

Her father's massive, thick, gorgeous looking cock.

She was shaking now. And oh God, there was no mistaking that wetness between her thighs, that all-consuming arousal that she had felt only in small doses up to now. This time it was different...this time, she could feel her entire body yearning for the kind of primal fucking that her own mother was recieving.

Sarada watched. She watched until she could at last bring herself to pull away from what she saw.

With her heart pounding, Sarada trudged away into the night, with soaking wet panties and a new awareness of exactly what her father had been getting up to since his return...

The three girls sat on their knees, gazing up with wonderment at the trio of Sasukes that stood over them.

With a grunt, each Sasuke exploded in orgasm.

Hinata moaned. Himawari grinned. Sakura purred.

Regardless of their reaction, all three of them were coated in cum by the time each Sasuke was spent.

The two clones vanished. With lazy smiles on their faces, the three girls leaned forward to clean off the original Sasuke.

He threw his head back, groaning as with dutiful tongues, his cock was serviced expertly. Sasuke reached his hands down, affectionately slipping his hands into their hair. It was quite the sight, to see Hinata, Himawari, and Sakura coated in his cum. He found himself hard enough just at the sight of that.

"Fuck it," Sasuke said—and a second later, the two clones of himself were back, standing on either side of him with erect cocks and cocky smirks.

"Round two?" asked Sakura, with a sly smile.

"Oh no," Sasuke said. "I have something else in mind." He tilted his head to the side thoughtfully, looking between them with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Which one of you three is going to get gangbanged tonight?"

Naturally, there was no shortage of volunteers.

Each of them gave compelling arguments as to why they should be the one to get used like a camp whore by the three Sasukes.

Yet, in the end, the discussion came down to the Uchiha patriarch.

And as always, he was a bastard at heart.

He couldn't help himself.

Sasuke had taken Himawari's first kiss...he had stolen her virginity. Came inside of her, on her face, even filmed it. When handed the opportunity to take Naruto's little princess and gangbang her right in front of him...of course he was going to take it up. He was just an asshole like that.

They carried themselves upstairs, and Sasuke allowed Himawari a moment to prepare. Sakura and Hinata sat with her, giving her some advice.

"It is not going to be the same thing as getting fucked by one Sasuke," Sakura promised her, an obvious 'victim' of a gangbang in her time. "You will lose yourself, and that's okay."

"Try not to rip the sheets," said Hinata. "And make sure to deepthroat him properly, sweetie. I saw you gagging earlier."

"M-mom!" Himawari said, flustered. "I did not gag!"

Sasuke and Naruto exchanged a glance. It was strange, the way their families had turned out. And yet, in a peculiar sort of way, it was heartwarming all at the same time. To see their wives bond, to see his daughter grow up and become a woman. In a way, Naruto thought, he counted himself lucky that he had gone down a path such as this, for he couldn't imagine going back to the way things were before this whole situation had started.

"You did gag a little," Sasuke interjected, unable to help the smirk on his lips.

"Not you too!" Himawari bemoaned.

They all shared a laugh. With a gesture, Sasuke encouraged the two mothers to get off of the bed, living his prey all by her lonesome.

He formed a hand sign yet again, and two Sasukes sprung up beside him...yet again.

Perhaps it was in that moment Himawari realized what was going to happen.

It had been one thing to face down a trio of Sasukes with Sakura at one side and Hinata at another. Now...she was staring it down all on her lonesome, uncomfortably aware that she was the sole target this time.

She swallowed, a big gulp that was heard by all. Sasuke couldn't help but smirk—how cute it was, he thought, her nervousness...she'd jumped head long into becoming one of his sluts. Didn't she figure that something like this was bound to happen before long?

Taking one magnificent cock was easy enough; taking three at once...well, it was time to test out whether Himawari had it in her.

The three of them surrounded the bed, one in front, the other two on each side. Everywhere she turned, there was a Sasuke with a massive cock pointing right at her: nowhere to go.

"So...would it be silly if I asked you to be gentle?" Himawari said, with something of a grin.

"Well," said Sasuke. "You can ask."

Then with a nod to the other two, he hopped onto the bed.

The poor girl...well, she fell right into their arms. Dripping wet, all nice and hot, ready to get fucked. Even if Himawari was nervous her body was not, every inch of her supple curves screaming for Sasuke's touch.

They explored her for a few minutes. Torturing her almost. She'd never thought that she would know what it was like to have a Sasuke behind her, nibbling her earlobe, fondling her breasts...while a Sasuke kissed the inside of her thighs...all while the third one kissed his way up and down her neck, leaving deep hickies that would leave her in hoodies for the next few days.

Sakura, Hinata, and Naruto were all in a corner of the room, sitting smartly on chairs that had been brought up. The blonde was transfixed by what was going on—the two housewives whispered excitedly to each other, hoping that Sasuke would give them a ride like that sooner or later.

"I want her mouth," said one Sasuke gruffly, a smirk on his face.

"I'll take the pussy," another one said.

The last one couldn't help but chuckle. "You won't see me complaining about taking this tight ass," he said, giving it a smack for good measure to which Himawari yelped.

Like sprinters at a race, they took their positions.

One laid on his back, Himawari on top of him, one massive cock poking into her thigh. Another was behind her, rubbing a second massive cock against her ass. The last was in front of her, gently slapping a third massive cock against her face, Himawari moaning as she felt the heat of it.

Though they were technically of three minds, they acted as one. Without even looking at each other...the three Sasukes entered her all at once.

A long, hard cock slid into her unbelievably tight asshole.

A long, hard cock found itself buried inside of her dripping wet pussy.

And of course, a long, hard cock was down her throat before she could say open her mouth and say 'aah'.

Merciless, they began to ram in and out of her, contorting her like a gymnast between the three of them. Himawari was in ecstasy within moments—her big blue eyes were as wide as dinner plates, her rabid moans muffled by the fat cock in her mouth.

"They grow up so fast…" said Sakura, with a twinkle in her eyes and a smile on her lips.

"That they do," Naruto said.

Hinata bit the inside of her cheek, less concerned with how fast her daughter was growing up and more worried about stemming her jealousy at the fact that Himawari was the one getting gangbanged, not her.

'I'm not jealous of her,' thought Hinata, as she watched three cocks corkscrew in and out of her daughter's various holes like some sort of fleshy machine. 'I'm not.'

Yet, as she watched Himawari lewdly gag on Sasuke's enormous member, a look of utter joy in her eyes...Hinata wasn't so sure if she believed her own thoughts.

"You know...I should have taken her ass sooner," grunted Sasuke.

"Not that her pussy isn't tight," added another.

"And her mouth isn't too bad either…" the third said.

"But this ass is simply phenomenal," the initial Sasuke completed. He gave one of Himawari's asscheeks a nice smack as he continued to thrust in and out of her, the young woman utterly compliant to their every whim.

There was a brief moment of 'silence'.

As silent as a room could be when there was the slapping of flesh against flesh, Himawari moaning frenziedly, the clones of Sasuke grunting in tune.

"Come over here, Uzumaki," Sasuke said, as he held Himawari's head flat against his pelvis, every inch of his cock buried down her bulging throat. She gagged and moaned quite audibly, eyes rolling back into her head, her body still shaking as the other two hammered in and out of her holes.

Naruto tiptoed over, a curious look on his face.

"It's lovely, isn't it?" said Sasuke, even as Himawari squirmed and gagged around his cock. He patted her hair affectionately. "I really have you to thank."

"Thank?" Naruto said.

Sasuke smirked. "Yes, Naruto—thank. Thank you for raising your daughter so well...making sure that she'd become the perfect little cum slut for me." He tilted his head to the side. "I know that's probably not the future you had envisioned for her...but it's the future that she's going to have. So really, Naruto, thank you."

Naruto stared at him for a moment.

"You're such an asshole," he said, shaking his head. Then, a grin spread across his lips. "And I love it."

"I know," said Sasuke. "Want to see what it looks like when your little princess gets three loads shot into her at once?"

Naruto appeared to be almost salivating at the thought. "Do I need to answer that?" he said, taking a step back to appreciate the view. Sakura and Hinata were still in the corner, having to refrain from touching themselves to the thought of being in Himawari's place.

"No...but I figured I'd ask anyway."

With that lovely conversation behind him, the three Sasukes continued their endeavor.

Breaking Himawari Uzumaki down into itty bitty pieces was—well, it was easier than it seemed. She was a little slut, thought Sasuke, and the anxiety that had been in her eyes had vanished now. All he saw was euphoria...and there was no mistaking it, glee at being skewered by three men at once.

Again and again she came to a shuddering orgasm on all three of their cocks...and yet, she still craved more, even as her body started to lose its strength. There was only so much she could take, dainty and fragile, sandwiched between three muscular men as she was, all of whom were not sparing her any ounce of strength as they pistoned in and out of her. She was angling to be raw and sore the next morning, barely able to walk or speak...but as she moaned around his cock and came to yet another orgasm, she knew it was worth it.

"Fuuuck," moaned one Sasuke, as he thrust up into Himawari's tight snatch with enough force to jostle the entire bed  "I'm close," he breathed. The other two shared his sentiments; they were nearly there as well.

Himawari seized up one last time—and that was the final straw. As one, they buried themselves to the hilt inside of her...and let loose.

She gulped down one load greedily, her throat steadily moving as rope after rope of cum shot right down it.

She shuddered, as she felt a hot load be bumped directly into her ass; as deep as it could go, so hot as to spread warmth to her fingertips.

And of course, she felt a tremendous creampie that would likely be oozing out of her until the end of time.

Two of the clones dissipated, leaving only the original Sasuke.

Himawari fell into his arms, panting and wheezing, cum spilling down her chin, trickling down her thigh, out of her asshole...she looked a mess, but oh how satisfied she was, her entire body tingling.

She giggled, breathing hard into his firm chest.

"That was awesome," Himawari said, her voice hardly above a whisper.

Sasuke chuckled. "I'm glad you enjoyed," he said, beckoning Sakura and Hinata over with a finger.

The two women grinned, jumping up from their chairs and pushing past Naruto—within seconds both of them were licking and lapping at Sasuke's delicious cock, cleaning it as any good slut ought to. Himawari merely cuddled up next to him, content to rest and enjoy the sensation of his essence leaking from her various orifices.

Naruto watched on.

Strangely, he felt a multitude of different emotions—part of him was at peace. Was there any better way to live life? Getting to see the beauty that was his daughter getting gangbanged...it almost brought a tear to his eye; it only could have been better had Hinata been in her place.

Yet, at the same time, he felt a little strange.

Part of him was...tempted.

To form a little hand sign, so that he might be able to join them in a more...feminine form.

He resisted the temptation of course, but he couldn't lie to himself, it was there. Naruto swallowed.

"How about you go downstairs and get a start on dinner?" Sasuke said, a hand each in Sakura and Hinata's hair, the Uchiha throwing his head back and groaning as they continued to worship his cock. "We'll be down soon...I just want to get reacquainted with the girls."

Naruto offered him a smile. "Sure," he said. "Don't take too long, okay?"

"We'll try not to," Hinata said, before returning straight to running her tongue along Sasuke's shaft.

The blonde laughed, before making his way out of the room.

Downstairs, he noticed that they'd forgotten to tiden themselves up in the living room. Lingerie was thrown about—there was Hinata's white top there, Himawari's drenched blue panties there. Was that Sakura's bra hanging off the light on the ceiling…? Naruto had to chuckle. They really had made a mess down there.

He gathered all the loose underwear, throwing them into a pile at the base of the stairs to be sorted out later. Just as he tossed Hinata's practically dripping white panties onto the pile though, he noticed...something.

Carefully, Naruto stepped over to one of the windows, and drew one of the curtains fully shut.

It had just been a crack—surely, unless someone had their nose pressed up the glass, nobody would have been able to see a thing. Still, it was careless, thought Naruto.

He stepped into the kitchen, his mind already on what he was going to make for the five of them.

The gap in the curtain had already left his mind.