β‘ mister hokage
ββ .β¦ synopsis ; great things always come out of a marriage with the hokage, like getting bent over his office work.
uzumaki naruto β‘
ββ .β¦ content ; age gap (20s - 40), domestication kink if you squint, office sex, a tinge of feral naruto, creampie, ooc?
word count; 970
you were the young wife of the greatest, the hokage. naruto uzumaki. you were about twenty years younger and just about the sweetest little thing in the village. a nice body and gentle words. if the shiny ring on your finger didn't mean so much, you'd have men at your feet. you always walked around draped in your husband's robes and luxuries he bought you, tiptoeing on the paved dirt of konoha grounds.
Β "naruto?" you called, slipping through the doors of his office, vocal cords laced with honey. "i brought you lunch." your hands held a box in hand, stuffed with delicate cooking and wrapped with a pretty bow. serious bright blue eyes that flickered through paperwork now beaming, full of life. a wide smile that took up his whole face as he rose tall, sauntering his way over to you.
Β "thank you." his hands ignored the food in your hand at first, placing it carefully on the desk behind him before graciously lifting you by your waist, taking your lips in between his. "you're so good to me."
Β his kisses were many, wet smacks each time he retreated just to lean back in. he groaned softly against your mouth, twirling you in his arms. his hefty hands that cradled your ass from below in your short dress. sharp caninesΒ that greedily tugged on your bottom lip with a growl. "i missed you so much.."
Β "you saw me this morning." your heavy breaths conjoined with his, fingers instinctively locking into his short blond tresses. your thighs met with the top of his work desk, cold wood on warm skin and your thighs managing to bump into a pile of papers. teeth tugged on your open neck, heavy touches finding their way onto the inner fat of your thighs where they trembled underneath his rough grasp.Β
Β your skin stung with fresh marks of open mouthed kisses and nibbles, almost embarrassed by the slick that began to pool in your panties, his touch alone leaving you at his mercy. soft mewls that escaped your throat as his fingers wiggled their way in your sopping hole.
Β "god, you're so prettyβ" he mumbled, the curl of his fingers in your walls that made you jump. " 'm gonna take you right here."
Β "you know you have work to do." you said, only to come out breathless. he didn't miss the squeeze of your cunt around his fingers, tongue darting out to soothe his dry lips.
Β "don't care, missed you too much."
Β two digits pumped into you vigorously, nasty clicks! and shlicks! that sounded with each thrust. messy kisses that left spit dribbling down your chins, tongues gliding against one another. the ecstasy that he oh so greedily stole from you, toes curling at the peak of your climax before his fingers stopped in their tracks. a whine fell from your lips in a soft plea.
Β "shh.. i got you."
Β guided off the desk, you went from sitting on it to being pressed against it with your ass held high. the very edge of your dress was flipped over your lower back to display everything you had to offer, your panties soaked in your own juices. you heard a satisfied groan from behind you, his dirty fingers slipping your panties to the side to reveal the bright glistening of your puffy pussy. drool swam in his mouth, salivating at the sight.
Β shivers danced down your spine as his cock happily shifted in between your wet folds, painting your clit with the leaks of his precum. he teased your awaiting hole, swiftly nudging you just with the tip and watching you eagerly swing your hips towards him with an annoyed huff.
Β the slow, delicious stretch of his cock invading your walls made your knees buckle and your jaw fall slack. his hips wasted no time slamming into you, hands bunching up the fabric at your hips to meet his thrusts. your crossed arms sat atop his desk, mouth stuffed into your skin to muffle your whimpers from the world. your feet struggled to keep balance and you felt your tummy churn pleasantly. his hand gently yanked at your shoulder, lifting you with ease.
Β "louder." he snarled, primal aggression oozing from his body. it radiated like the sun on a hot summers day. you found yourself stuttering, eyes fighting to see the back of your head.
Β "can'tβ ahβ" you breathed, straining to keep a whine in your throat. "gonna hearβ" his hips pounded harder behind you, leaving behind loud slaps of skin on skin. he kissed your shoulder before his canines pierced your skin sharply, growling loudly into your flesh.
Β "let them hear. gonna fuck my pretty little wife full in my office while they listen."Β
Β his hips rutted viciously into your obscenely loud cunt, relishing in the suffocating grip you held on him when you came undone, body convulsing and finally collapsing fully. he panted directly in your ear, nasty spit that was moments away from dripping off his bottom lip. your nails almost dug claw marks into the sleek wood, your loud whines bouncing back at you.
Β "love you so muchβ gonna cum in you."Β
Β he plowed his thick globs of white deep into your insides with a guttural groan that could rival the volume of your own cries, a wild twitch present as he pumped into you until his balls fully emptied.
Β his fingers shamelessly shoveled the dripping cum back into your hole, kisses decorating the nape of your neck. his hand patted your panties as they recovered your leaking cunt and pulled your dress back down for you. he could only smile at the dazy, fucked out expression you held.
Β "i'll see you back at home. thanks for bringing me lunch." he cooed down at you, leaving a big, wet kiss on your lips.
