Whispers In The Dark

Caged Bird

[Trigger Warning; Forced Consent]

Hinata lay in bed, feeling Naruto deep inside her between her legs. She didn't say anything, couldn't say anything. He protected her from her once relative. But then...the evidence of what he did can't even be ignored with how he slipped inside her to sleep, spooning her tight against him, using her like a sleeve to cockwarm himself inside her.

Her heart hurt.

He suddenly moved and pulled out. There was a growl of frustration as he bundled her up and she listened as he dressed in the provided bathrobe. He moved into her line of sight and she realized that it wasn't Naruto but Kurama as crimson eyes watched her empty eyes looking back. He growled in distress, "I'm sorry...I tried. I tried to stop him. I really did..."

She trembled as her heart came back to life, "Why? Why did he do it?"

Kurama crouched down, not realizing that he's flashing her from his position and the robe not being tied correctly. Hinata closed her eyes, the memory of being ploughed mercilessly and relentlessly with that same organ by the boy she trusted so much hurt her in a way she never imagined she could. She knew that she wanted to take the next step with Naruto. She didn't imagine that it will be like this. She was expecting romance and...a different kind of memorable first time.

Kurama scratched his head, his expression on Naruto's face making it more expressive, "I don't really understand how the brat thinks. All I knew was that he has wanted you more and more since you started this dancing business. His self-hypnotism failed yesterday evening,"

She frowned, "Self...hypnotism?"

Kurama looked at her, "Did you honestly think that Naruto taking advantage of you is a onetime thing?"

Cold poured down her back, "What?"

He sighed, taking a seat proper and finally covered the exposed bit better, "Look, you know how...strange his thought process can be, right? Naruto wanted you but he also didn't want to be hated by you. Father knows that you probably hated him right now..." He fumbled on what to say next before grumbling, "Naruto used hypnotism to take control of his darker nature,"

Kurama tapped his brain, "Most crazy idiots with no self-control have little to no brain connection in the parts that take care of emotions like guilt and empathy. Naruto's connection is extremely weak but there're moments the connection grew strong. The first time he saw you were the first time the connection flooded his brain and it overwhelmed him. You triggered the connection like lightning meet a lightning rod and it lit up his brain like the village at night during festival. That is part of the reason why he's so obsessed with you. The connection was strongest whenever he's with you or with anything that reminded him of you,"

She frowned, "If that was true then he won't be doing what he did,"

Kurama shook his head, "He might feel it but he doesn't understand how to navigate it. Often times he did something only to learn a little later that he shouldn't be doing it. Naruto noticed this pattern so during one of his more morally lucid moments he will self-hypnotize himself into staying decent with you. It's why all he had been doing was just masturbation. Not to mention that even though the connection between his moral side and his whole brain was stronger with you, it was unstable. Last evening was what happened when the connection was absent and he's completely overwhelmed by his lust for you,"

He shrugged, "Usually when that happens, he looked for something else to do due to the self-hypnotism. Naruto...didn't want to hurt you. But you know this, didn't you?" He looked at her, "You know that this was an expected result, right?"

The expected...result?

He elaborated, "Naruto saw you as something sacred. He was like a prophet to a cult that worshipped you. But when puberty hit, he started seeing you as something that can be touched, something that he can physically attain. It was the expected result. I may have not met a lot of people like him but I have seen some. I have lived long enough to see repeating patterns. You know that he's obsessed with you but you have yet to realize the depth of it,"