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Honeymoon Adventure Part 1

Chapter Sixty-One

Honeymoon Adventure Part 1

August 2, 2010

"That was amazing, dattebayo."

His winded compliment, muttered against the smooth column of Hinata's damp neck, earned him a round of giggles from the pliant female beneath him. He closed his eyes as her gentle, lilting trill filled his still hammering heart and initiated new spasms around his semi-hard cock still lodged inside her soft body.

Both sensations felt good.

He'd never felt more content than he did in that moment.

No, it wasn't contentment, it was happiness.

He was happy.

Married and happy.

Fresh from orgasm, wrapped around his wife in a tangle of sweaty limbs with his pants hanging haphazardly around his thighs.

Life couldn't get any better than this, surely.

A sweet scent drifted across his nose, then, her chakra permeated his skin, fluttering along his internal network like the softest, most loving of caresses. His insides clenched, heat pooling in his groin as her chakra touched his. A warmth he couldn't describe flowed over him, through him, lighting some internal furnace inside of him that only she seemed to be able to reach.

He basked in it, savoring.

He loved that sensation; that tangible feeling of connection.

Something that only the two of them shared.

Something far deeper than their marriage.

He curled his hips, forcing her swollen walls to part for him, wanting, needing to be closer to her.

She twitched beneath him, plush thighs jerking at his waist. Her mewling whimper stirred the embers of lust simmering in his loins, but let him know she was still incredibly sensitive.

Any other night, he'd torment her.

He had a personal fondness for overstimulated Hinata, after all.

He loved pushing her beyond her limit, loved listening to her shaky moans and hoarse pleas for mercy; it was music to his ears, and he hadn't been joking when he said she wasn't gonna sleep tonight. Alongside that was his desire to pound the consequences of their torturous abstinence between her thighs...

And yet, right now, echoes of the overwhelming tenderness he'd experienced during their vow exchange flowed through his heart.

Feeling merciful and affectionate, he kept his thrusts shallow and slow, sluggishly dragging his rapidly hardening genital along her spasming walls, pumping through the thick creamy remnants of their first orgasm, a particularly naughty lubricant that reignited an ache in his balls. He shuddered, pressing his mouth to hers as the wet heat at their joined sexes leaked, dripping onto the crisp clean sheets of their temporary marital bed.

Moaning approval, Hinata wrapped her arms around his neck, then carded gentle fingers through his hair.

A simple gesture that exasperated the sweetness of their union currently lodged in his chest.

He wanted to be gentle with her on the first night as husband and wife.

Willing to pace himself just a tiny bit for her sake.

Give her a few moments to catch her breath while he grappled with the reality of their marriage, basked in his dramatic shift from hated orphan to adored husband.