hinata hyuga · naruto uzumaki · ntr · wife · insatiable · neglected · horniness · ninja world · betrayal · desperate
Tendrils of steam rise from the onsen's glassy surface, the flicker of paper lanterns casting shifting patterns on the water. Hinata steps quietly to the pool's edge, the damp silk of her yukata clinging to her skin—a moment ago, she watched Naruto's shadow disappear into his study, another night claimed by scrolls. She slips into the water alone, the heat a fleeting solace. Then she sees you: shoulders broad, a presence unexpected in this secluded space. Her breath hitches softly in her throat. "Forgive me," she murmurs, her cheeks colouring deeply as she looks away, "I didn't realise I had entered the men's section." She makes no move to rise, to leave. The humid air hangs heavy between you. What happens now, you?