#well... she's not fully naked (originally she was supposed to show her breasts) but oh well just a quick drawing

[beastsovrevelation]

Lady Crowley, inspired by Aphrodite of Knidos.

She might as well have been the one who posed for Praxiteles.

[xpao-bearx]

《This story series is also on my AO3 acc @ Paoloca》

SUMMARY: The bachelors of Selphia conjure up a plan to decide who truly deserves the beautiful princess' heart...if Frey can only choose one of them, that is.

PAIRINGS: Frey x Vishnal, Frey x Kiel, Frey x Doug, Frey x Arthur, Frey x Dylas, Frey x Leon (Polyamorous Ships)

RATING: Mature/18+/Romance & Smut. Please bear these in mind if you are uncomfortable and do NOT report!

NOTE: I have been an avid fan and lover of the Rune Factory series for a looong fooken time now and with RF 5 coming up (who else can't wait?!?!) along with my bursting inspiration, I decided to do something a lil special~ 💖

This story is actually one I wrote--or at least TRIED to write as I didn't finish it--many years ago on my old Wattpad acc (I have a new one now). As such, I'm taking the basic plotline from the original idea I had and simply making it a bit better especially now that I'm older + more mature (pfft yeah sure "mAtUrE" xD).

I sincerely and deeply love ALL of the amazing bachelors on RF 4 and as someone who absolutely ✨A D O R E S✨ reverse harems, I really *personally* don't think that Frey has to choose! And so, here's a naughty + sweet story that'll kinda just delve into my--and I'm sure others'--fantasy ;)

I hope ya lovelies will enjoy this story series and your wonderful support is always very much appreciated! 🥺💕💕 Also, feel free to fangirl/fanboy with me anytime~

P.S. Please forgive mah pathetic ass in advance if I ever portray any of the characters wrong, I promise to do my best!!

"The Princess' Harem"

Part 1: The Game

☆ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE TALENTED ARTIST☆

Summer 1, the dawn of a sweltering season. But most of all...

Beach Day!

Ah, yes, a most wonderful holiday to take a dip in the refreshing water and don the most attractive swimsuits that perfectly hugged one's form! And while it was understandable for the gentlemen to gawk and admire the lovely ladies, it seemed that all the bachelors of Selphia were completely ensnared by one warrior princess in particular...

Frey's tinkly laughter carried in the air as she happily swam around in the lake with the other girls. It was certainly a gorgeous day, yet none could quite rival the turquoise haired beauty's radiant smile.

"Haa... The princess is SO beautiful~" Vishnal sighed dreamily, his violet eyes turning into hearts.

"A goddess among mere mortals!" Kiel piped up cutely.

"You guys are so lame! But, uh... Y-Yeah, I agree, I guess." Doug conceded, face flushing as scarlet as his hair.

"I am a man, after all. Therefore, I must say I agree as well." Arthur cleared his throat, propping his glasses.

"You are all perverts..." Dylas grumbled, though he couldn't help but shyly sneak a peek at Frey.

"My, my~ You're such a bad liar, horsie. Calling us perverts when you, yourself, are one~" Leon chuckled, smirking.

"Who're ya calling horsie?!" Dylas snapped, but couldn't start an argument when all of them heard a splash and saw Frey emerge onto shore.

"Princess!" Vishnal beamed, not wasting a single second as he dashed towards her with a towel much like an excited puppy. "Are you done swimming?"

Frey gratefully took the towel, wiping her drenching body with it. "Yes, I am! And once I change into my clothes, I'm going to be checking the requests."

"You're ever so diligent, Frey. I truly admire that about you." Arthur smiled as he and the rest of the boys approached their beloved girlfriend. Arthur's glasses then flashed as the sun reflected on them, and he quickly grabbed that splendid opportunity for his gaze to drop and hyperfocus on Frey's nearly naked body. He barely managed to suppress it as he almost shamelessly licked his lips, fully taking in and very much appreciating her wet and fit physique.

"Oh, it's nothing! I'm only doing my duties." Frey giggled, embarrassed as her cheeks tinted pink. "But other than that, how come you guys aren't in your swimsuits? It's boiling!" She frowned worriedly.

"Why, is milady that eager to see me in all my glory?" Leon purred, standing in front of her in a flash. His teal eyes sparkled mischievously, as one of his hands reached forward to run his fingers through her long hair. "If you want to see me that badly, I'd rather 'perform' a private show for you tonight~"

Frey became as red as a ruby, opening and closing her mouth repeatedly like a fish out of water. She tried to speak, but no words came out as she could only stare up with eyes as wide as dinner plates at an amused Leon who was enjoying this situation far too much.

"Oi, knock it off!" Dylas growled, wrapping a protective arm around Frey as he glared sharply at Leon. "She's gonna go fishing with me after she's done, anyways!"

"WHAT?! No fair, you can't hog her all to yourself! If you guys are going fishing then I'm going, too!" Doug huffed, snatching Frey away from Dylas.

"No way, you dumbass dwarf! You're not invited!"

"Well, I am now, you fucking nag!"

As the two handsome idiots bickered like an old married couple and fought over Frey, she could only release an exasperated sigh. Honestly, she loved them both, but there was really no use trying to talk any sense into them. The best anyone could do was just wait it out until they inevitably get tired.

But as Doug and Dylas were yanking Frey from one side to another like a ragdoll, they suddenly stopped. It seems that everyone else halted, too, and the air blew bitter cold. Frey, oblivious, could only raise a brow before she finally realized--or more like felt--what all the boys were staring at.

She looked down, Doug and Dylas' hands accidentally cupping each one of Frey's breasts. All of the boys were a thousand shades of crimson, and Vishnal even started to have a nosebleed.

"ACK! S-Sorry..!" Doug and Dylas exclaimed in unison, abruptly pulling their hands away as if they were burned.

"O-Oh, uh, it's f-fine..!" Frey stuttered, not being able to meet anyone's gaze. "I-It was just an accident, after all!"

"Are you sure you're alright, Frey?" Kiel asked, holding her hands into his gently as he studied her face in concern. "These lowlifes didn't hurt you, did they?" It was rare for Kiel to be angry let alone badmouthing anyone, but it was clear from his tone how upset he was. Honestly, Doug and Dylas were a little scared...

"Y-Yes, I'm alright!" Frey nodded vigorously, smiling brightly. "Seriously, guys, don't worry about me! I'll see you all later, okay?" She hurriedly gave each one of them a chaste peck on the cheek before making her way back to the castle.

"So..." Leon began, a fake smile plastered on his lips as his eyes held no emotion. "I wonder who the true perverts are now?"

"H-Hey, it was an accident! Besides, it's all this moron's fault!" Dylas retorted, pointing an accusatory finger at Doug.

"MY fault?! If you just invited me in the first place, none of this would've happened!" Doug shouted furiously.

"You guys...touched...the princess' b-b-breasts..." Vishnal muttered, totally lost in his own world as he was slowly deteriorating from existence.

"Oh, my..." Arthur let out a heavy exhale. "I'm sure you two already know this, but as soon as Frey is done with her tasks then you both must apologize to her again. Accident or not, it is completely unacceptable for a man to touch a woman without her consent."

"Hey, y'know, I've been wondering..." Kiel cut in. "Do you guys ever think if Frey is just being strung along by us?"

"What do you mean?" Doug frowned.

"Like, didn't we confess to Frey at different times? And at every confession, she rejected all of us. And later on, it was only then we found out that we all shared the same feelings for her."

"So, what's your point?" Dylas pressed.

Kiel sighed, staring pointedly at the taller man. "Don't you find it a bit weird that now, we're all in a relationship with her? I know that being in a polyamorous relationship with Frey was something we all consented on from the very beginning, but why the sudden change of heart?"

"Isn't it obvious? Being in a polyamorous relationship means that Frey likes all of us at the same time, which is fine. Maybe she was just too shy at first to admit it." Leon shrugged.

"That may be true, or...what if she's only with us out of pity?" A wave of realization washed through everyone, and a certain pang of sadness settled in their hearts. "Frey is such a nice person, it's possible she only agreed to be with us since she felt bad for rejecting us. And now, she doesn't know how to break up with us for fear of hurting us even more."

"There's also one other possibility..." Arthur spoke up. "What if she actually likes one of us, but can't exclusively date that person?"

Dead silence. Only the faint sounds of the lake thrashing and birds chirping, before Vishnal was the one who first woke up back to reality.

"So... What are we supposed to do?" He questioned softly. "I feel so terrible... If what you're saying is true, then I don't want to continue on like this. I love Frey, but I can't ever bear the thought of hurting her!"

"How about a game?" Leon suggested.

"Now's really not the time, foxy." Doug rolled his eyes.

"No, no. You've misunderstood." Leon shook his head. "I'm talking about a game to see who Frey truly likes or doesn't like. And that way, we won't have to be hurting her and suffering like this anymore."

"Hmm... An interesting proposition." Arthur hummed thoughtfully. "I don't quite like referring to this as a 'game', but colour me intrigued. What's your idea, then?"

"Alright. So, we each get one whole day to spend with Frey. Completely alone, and no one is allowed to bother anyone else. As long as Frey is okay with it, then we can do whatever we want with her. Going on dates, exploring...you get the idea. Finally, by the end of the week, we'll all ask her how she feels and who she had the most fun with. Her answer will then determine what will happen afterwards."

"Hmph. Okay, that sounds good." Dylas nodded, agreeing for once. "How can we settle who goes first and last, though?"

"I think it would only be fair if we go in the order that Frey met us. So it's Vishnal, me, Doug, Arthur, Dylas, and then Leon." Kiel offered.

"All in favour?" Arthur asked, and everyone collectively voiced out their approval. "Good. It's settled, then. May the best man win!"

"Speaking of, I forgot that the castle is undergoing construction! So please excuse me, I'll have to get going now!" Vishnal grinned, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Wait... I just visited Ventuswill earlier with Granny Blossom." Doug furrowed his brows before gasping. "That bastard..! He went to go have a headstart with Frey!" He immediately chased after the conniving butler, but not before his shoulder got bumped hard by Dylas.

"If anyone's gonna get a headstart, it's me!"

"Oh, shut the hell up, HORSIE!"

Arthur sighed deeply, rubbing his temples stressfully as Kiel only chuckled sheepishly. Leon simply watched the scene, his fan hiding his smirk.

'There is a saying: Save the best for last~' Leon thought satisfyingly to himself.

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Blue Eyes : Chapter IV

Questions, Answers, and Secrets

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A few hours later, and as night fell on the Imperial city, and the rest of the land, I sighed deeply as Winter returned her Mahjong tiles to her bag.

“A tie.” The Handmaiden giggled. “I have never lost a game in my life. Until today.”

“Well…” I stood up and stretched. A groan escaped my lips as my back popped. “There’s a first time for everything.”

Winter quirked her eyebrow. “Touche, Blue Eyes.”

She stood up, and stretched “Now, the day has ended, and it is time to retire.” She gestured to the door that I originally entered “I’ll show you to your room.”

I frowned.

Winter winked at me. “This way, Blue Eyes.” She waved her hand for me to follow her. She pulled the door open, and then headed down the stairs.

“You walk these stairs everyday?” I asked, as I followed her down the stairs.

“Yes. As will you.” Winter stated kindly. “As do the guards, the Empress, the Princess, and as you saw with our meals, the other servants.”

I hummed, as we fell into a comfortable silence.

Winter lead my down the stairs. Once we reached the bottom, instead of heading through the door into the main throne room, Winter head left, and down a hallway. We passed several doors, guards, and other servants. Once we reached the end of the hall, Winter stopped and turned to me.

“This is my room.” She turned and opened the door.

Curiously, I followed her in.

The room had no windows, and had no decorations. There was a small wooded vanity against the far wall, and what, I guessed, was a closet adjacent to the vanity. I looked down, and noticed that the floor was covered in moss.

However, I noticed that there were two beds. One bed was a large queen-size bed with several pillows and soft covered blankets. I was next to the vanity.

The other was next to me, and…

“Wait… that’s my cot from my village.” I said in shock, as I did a double-take. “How…?”

Winter smiled, as she removed her hood. “The Empress sent for it once you agreed to protect the Princess.”

“Why is it in your room?” I asked, still in shock.

“I…” Winter blushed. “Didn’t want you be alone. Especially on your first night.” She looked down at her feet, which, I no noticed, were bare. “Are you upset?”

“No. Merely surprised.” I said, as I removed my sword and belt, and placed it on my cot. “Pleasantly surprised.”

I sat on my bed, and looked at Winter. “So…?”

“Oh, I haven’t forgotten my promise, Blue Eyes.” Winter said, as she removed her robe. Under it, she was wearing a short kimono, similar to mine. As She opened the door, which turned out to be a large walk-in closet, and walked in, Winter hummed a soft, yet, oddly familiar tune.

“Winter…” I said, in a near pleading voice, “Please…”

Winter came out of her closet, and closed the door. “Blue eyes…” She said, as she also removed her cloth covering her left eye.

It was white, and well, had an eye shaped rune.

She smiled. “Yes, Blue Eyes, we are from the same village. Clearly, as we have the same skin. I know were are from two different tribes. Yours had blue, and mine had magenta. Or, rather, Yours were a warrior class, and mine where mages.”

I stared at her in shock and awe.

“I would imagine, that like me, you have no memories of your life? Before you were found by you village?” Winter asked.

I squeaked in response. “H-how? How do you know of our… clans if you have no memory of them?”

Winter sat on my cot next to me. “I told you, Blue Eyes. I am a mage.” She placed her hands on either side of my face. “I can show you glimpses.”

The rune in her eye glowed and suddenly, my eyes rolled back into head.

Warriors dressed in black…

Wizards in white and pink… casting spells…

Damascus blades slashing through the air…

Flames…

Flashes of blue light…

My eyes snapped back and I gasped in pain and shock.

“What was that, Winter?” I managed to ask, as I tried to regain my bearings. “Those lights…”

“I do not know, Blue Eyes.” Winter answered, as she stroked my hair “I… those… are all I can remember. As I said, you garb, your sword… were the same as those warriors you saw. As for the mages… do I not fit that description as well?”

I nodded. “We are… I mean, are we Kin?”

“Are you asking if we are related?” Winter asked. “I do not think we are.”

I took several deep breaths. “What of your eye?”

Winter, again, shook her head “I can only guess… from the glimpses, I suppose, it is a mark of a mage.”

I nodded in response. “I suppose that makes sense.” I looked at my right hand and examined the different colours. “Do you know why my skin has those light patches, and yours doesn’t?”

“Do you know how you… know those patches happen?” Winter asked in return.

“Yes. Kinda.” I answered “They appear whenever I injure myself. The woman whom raised me, Mama Hen, explained that when I get a cut, or scrape, the skin surrounding the injury, loses it’s pigment for… some reason.”

“I see.” Winter said in understanding, “But, to answer your previous question, no, Blue Eyes, my skin does not have those patches as yours dose.”

She stood up from my cot, ans walked over to the chest at the foot of her bed. “I have something for you, Blue eyes.” She opened the chest, and gestured for me to come over.

My interest piqued, I too stood from my cot, and walked over to the chest.

“I returned to where our village was, Blue Eyes.” Winter explained “I found some items that you might find useful…”

I looked into chest ans gasped. Inside the chest, was a handle for a sword. I was solid brass, wrapped in high quality brown leather. The pommel and guard were shaped like moving clouds. Underneath the pommel was a black kimono, trimmed with gold.

Winter smiled. “Notice that the handle doesn’t have a blade?”

I nodded. “Yeah… why doesn’t it?”

Winter picked up the handle. “Because, Dear Blue Eyes, this handle is for YOUR sword.”

I blinked in confusion. “But… my sword HAS a handle.”

Winter shook her head “That handle is not the original handle for your sword, is it.”

I looked at my sword, sitting comfortably on my hip. “I guess… not?” I looked Winter in the eyes. “I don’t remember much about the day my village found me.”

Winter held out the handle for me to take. “Here, Blue Eyes.”

I took the handle from her, and gasped. It felt… like it was made for my hand. “It fits my hand… perfectly. Much better than my current handle.”

Winter smiled. “If you want, while you try on the kimono, I will replace the handle on you sword.”

I pursed my lips in thought. I didn’t like other touching my sword, but since I didn’t have the skill to  I really had no choice

“Well… okay.” I said hesitantly, as I removed my sword from my belt, and handed it to Winter. I also gave the brass handle back to her as well. “Just be careful. Okay?”

Winter smiled. “I will.” She pointed to the closet. “You may change in there-”

She stopped talking, as I began to disrobe in front of her.

“B-blue Eyes?” She stammered as she blushed.

I frowned. “What? I’m not naked…” I said, as I gestured to the modesty bandages across my breasts and the undergarments covering my lower half.

Winter seemed to by transfixed by my slim, yet toned, body. “You are… very fit, Blue Eyes.”

I giggled as I pulled the new kimono out of the chest, and started to put it on. “Thank you, Winter.” I gasped as she suddenly placed her right hand on my abs and stroked them slowly.

“I apologize, Blue Eyes… I just…” She quickly removed her hand. “Are you flexing?”

I shook mt head as I tied the kimono closed. “N-no. I -ahem- That’s just how I am.”

Winter blushed, turned away from me, and walked over to her vanity. “Erm, yes. I will… just… get to work.”

Not wanting to embarrass her further, I gathered up the rest of clothing from inside the chest, and walked into the closet. I quickly dressed, admiring the sheer quality and comfort of the fabric and how well it fit me.

Now dressed, fully, I exited the closet, and walked over to the still working Winter. “How do I look?”

Winter turned and blushed more. “I…” She pointed to the mirror. “See for yourself, Blue Eyes.”

I looked at the mirror, and gasped in shock. I hardly recognized myself. I looked… well, there was no other word for it. I looked professional and complete.

“Whoa…” I let out a breath. “I look good…”

Winter giggled, and stood up. “You do look good. Beautiful, even.” She gestured to her vanity. “And now… to complete the look, your sword is ready.”

I looked at the my sword, laying on the vanity. The new handle was now attached, with the old handle laying in pieces next to it. I also noticed that the scabbard, which was normally red, was now black.

“You painted my scabbard?” I asked.

Winter shook her head. “No. I replaced that as well.” She smiled. “I was not certain if the scabbard I found, along with those other relics, would fit you sword, so I did not mention it. I was, however, delighted when it did.”

I picked up my sword, and returned it to my hip. “I…” I stopped talking. I had to do SOMEthing to show her how much I appreciated all… of this.

I moved to her, and hugged her around her shoulders. I heard her let out a quiet gasp of shock, and then, I felt her hug me around my waist.

“Thank you Winter.” I whispered in her ear. “These gifts… are beyond anything I ever expected. Worth more to me than any amount of platinum…”

Winter giggled. She pulled away from me. “I am glad you think so, Blue Eyes, as I have to confess something…”

I looked confused. “More secrets?” I chuckled “I… don’t think I can handle any more.”

“Secrets?” Winter asked. “No… not mine. The Empress.”

“WHAT-” I began to exclaim. Winter quickly slapped her hand over my mouth.

“Shush.” She said sharply. “Keep your voice down.”

I nodded.

She removed her hand. “Thank you. Now… what I am about to tell you, I do not tell you easily.” She placed her index and middle fingers on both her temples, and massaged them. “I learned this secret with great difficulty, and I have lived with it for many months.”

I grabbed her shoulders. “What secret? Winter. Am I in danger? Are you?”

Tears sprang to her eyes. “Blue Eyes…” she shuddered “The Imperials… they were the ones that destroyed our village.”

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Gentle Love

Chapter Two – Advice

Rating: T+

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto

Read on AO3 | Part of Origins series | Chapter One

Chapter Summary: Hinata and Naruto get more nervous as the wedding approaches, and go to their friends for advice.

A/N: Sorry this took a little longer to publish than planned! Things have been hectic for me lately~ But I can easily say that I have ALL chapters outlined for this story, so it shouldn’t take me as long to type out. This one was fun to write: I wanted to keep Naruto’s childishness while showing that he really cares. Anyways, as always, I hope you enjoy! Comment, like, subscribe, etc!

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Hinata sat in the kitchen, knitting a new scarf for… well, she didn’t know who it’d go to yet. With the wedding getting closer, she started obsessively knitting as a way to help calm her nerves. She wasn’t nervous to marry Naruto in a sense of questioning her love or anything like that – it more so had to do with the stress of putting the event together and traditional Hyuga rituals for weddings that would keep her mind racing.

However, this night was for fun.

The raven haired woman couldn’t help but to jump a bit when her little sister popped around the corner.

“The others are here!” Hanabi giggled (When did the doorbell ring? Hinata didn’t even hear it), “Time for you to have a good night, sis!”

With a nod, Hinata put her art project back into it’s basket, and met her friends at the door. After promising her father and sister that she’d be safe, they headed towards the main shopping district of the city.

“So, what did you all plan for tonight?” Hinata asked with a nervous chuckle, unsure how she felt about being in the dark for the night’s plans.

“Shopping is first!” Ino turned around with a smile.

Hinata was at ease, until she realized she was being dragged into a lingerie store. She protested at first but ended up giving in. Even though it was only Ino, Sakura, and Tenten; they were incredibly persistent.

Since Naruto’s favorite color is orange, they had her try on a set to match, with white garters.

“Hm….” Sakura wasn’t pleased, “This doesn’t quite suit you…”

“Her boobs look like large pumpkins – that’s why.” Ino reasoned, while Sakura and Tenten nodded in agreement. Hinata couldn’t help but to let out an embarrassed gasp while covering her chest.

The next set; however, seemed to fit her to the point that the other three were gasping in awe. A white push up with lavender lace and a sheer piece of lavender fabric that flowed down her sides. The high-waist panties matched the bra with a little rhinestone front and center. Satisfied, the other three each paid for a third of the set – even though Hinata insisted that she pay for it.

After leaving the lingerie shop, the bride-to-be couldn’t help but to blush at the idea of Naruto seeing her wear that. In two months, it’d be the first time he’d see her that naked – it’d be the first time they do anything sexual like that. Her mind couldn’t help but to play out all the scenarios of various reactions. So much that she essentially blushed all the way through dinner, up until they went to the club for drinking and dancing.

The four of them sat at a table, Hinata playing with the little sash that her friends encouraged her to wear. It was sparkling purple and said “Future Wife”. They wanted her to wear a princess crown too (making fun of Naruto’s nickname for her), but she flat out refused due to unwanted attention. By now, she had already downed two mixed drinks and a shot with the others.

It didn’t take long for the subject to become raunchy.

“So, how’s the sex with Konoha’s hero? Is he big?” Ino’s gaze became devilish.

If Hinata’s face wasn’t already so flushed from the booze, it would be now. Not sure how to answer the question, she simply gazed at her empty glass.

“So he’s small?” Ino narrowed her eyes in pitty. Hinata snapped her head up in shock, swallowing nervously.

“Oh.” Sakura realized it, “Are you two waiting for the wedding night?”

Hinata simply nodded, a little embarrassed.

“What’s the farthest you two have gone?” Ino’s question was anything but malicious, genuine curiosity.

“Kissing…”

“Have you made out?” The blonde rested her head in her hand.

“Y-Yeah…” Hinata’s face became redder.

“I see….” Ino leaned back, “Do you have any questions about sex for me? Or anyone else? Wait… am I the only non-virgin here?”

Obviously, Sakura hadn’t hooked up with Sasuke yet, since he was never home. Everyone’s eyes suddenly turned to Tenten – who was looking away with crimson cheeks.

Ino gasped as Sakura giggled, “No way! With who?”

When Tenten didn’t answer, Hinata did.

“Neji, right?”

Anxiously, Tenten nodded.

Even though the club was packed, it went silent for their small table. Sakura and Ino glanced at each other, sensing the awkward tension, and decided to change the subject from Tenten.

“So,” Ino spoke up as Sakura got up to get more drinks, “Do you have any questions about your first time?”

Normally, Hinata would’ve declined the offer. But since Ino has plenty of experience in the field with different people, and Hinata was drunk enough, she figured it was okay.

“Does… Does it hurt like they say?”

“Hm… If you’re not too nervous and trust him, then no. You just have to make sure you’re fully prepared or the stretching can be uncomfortable.” She smirked, “But since you two are in so much looooove, it’ll probably be magical. Oh, how I envy that… my first time was with a random ninja that my cousin set me up with. He wasn’t even good.” Ino scoffed as Sakura rejoined them with a tray of more shots.

“Oh, are you talking about when you slept with Kenji?” Sakura sat down before handing everyone their small drink.

“No, Kenji was the good one, along with Hiroshi. Tanaka was my boring first.” After they all did a shot, she continued, “But Sai… shit does he know how to make my knees weak. He… He is amazing.”

After boasting a bit more, the girls were drunk enough to hit the dance floor for a bit. Laughter and smiled surrounded their night until the club closed at three in the morning. Ino and Tenten went off their own ways, while Sakura and Hinata headed back to the pinkette’s apartment. However, Hinata’s statement worried Sakura.

“Are ya sure ya don’t wanna shpend the night? My place is closer, but I can shtill walk ya home?” She slurred her words a bit, an after effect of the alcohol.

Hinata chuckled, “I don’t really feel all that drunk, so I think I can walk home by myself. I’m more tired than anything else, so I think I really just want my own bed tonight. Thank you, though, Sakura-chan.”

“Okaaaay,” Sakura shrugged as she started headed towards her place, “By careful walkin’ home.”

As Hinata started walking back to the Hyuga residence, she could slowly feel the drinks from before settling in her body. Maybe it was the cool air, or simply just her thoughts. She couldn’t help but to think that her home was with Naruto.

Without thinking, she was knocking on a door that wasn’t her own.

At 3:25 a very groggy, tired Uzumaki Naruto opened the door in just his boxers.

“Eh? Hima?” He rubbed some of the sleep out of his eye, “Is everything okay? Aren’t ya supposed to be with the girls?”

Hinata tried walking past her fiancé, but ended up stumbling into his arms. Naruto easily caught her so she wouldn’t fall down. Realizing that she should probably lay down until sobering up a bit, he carefully walked her over to his bed.

Once situated, he sat down next to her and gently held her hand.

“Won’t your dad get mad if you’re not home soon?”

She shook her head, “No, he thinks I’m at Sakura-chan’s.”

As he nodded, showing he understood what she meant, Hinata slowly got up and walked to Naruto’s closet. She quickly found whatever she was looking for, and began to take off her top. Naruto made a slight noise of shock, eyes wide and face red.

“D-Don’t get too excited,” Her own cheeks were red from the alcohol, “I’m just changing. I can’t sleep in these clothes.”

“R-Right…” Respecting her privacy, Naruto looked away, almost saying that the bathroom was a few feet away if she wanted to change there. But, he really couldn’t complain. When he heard the closet door shut and what he assumed to be her turning around, he slowly looked back up to her. His eyes couldn’t help but to spend a few seconds looking at her bigger-than-average bra on his floor.

His eyes went up her body, blushing at a pair of (clean) blue boxers she was wearing as shorts. When his gaze finally met hers, he also couldn’t help but to notice that her nipples were poking right through one of his thin white shirts.

Yeah, he definitely couldn’t complain.

Naruto saw the glazed over look in her eyes, realizing she saw the way he was lustfully staring at her body. She sauntered to him, standing in between his tanned legs. She leisurely guided her hands over muscular shoulders until they found their place at the back of his neck. The two never broke eye contact until she crashed her lips into his with fervor.  Their kiss quickly heated up as Hinata swung her legs over his to settle herself on his lap. Naruto had one hand on her hip, and the other on his bed for support so he wouldn’t fall backwards. He could taste the fruity alcohol on her tongue.

Eventually, his arm gave out as she persistently urged him to lay on his back. Naruto let out a breathy moan as she sucked his lower lip, feeling her nipples barely push against his own chest. Being a breast lover himself, his dick took control of his brain and he reached out to palm it. Her own gasp let him know her body enjoyed the extra attention.

Goosebumps prickled his skin as he felt nails scrape down his taut chest and abs, the muscles twitching under her amazing touch. However, his eyes snapped open when a small hand started going under his boxers.

Naruto (disappointedly) removed his hand from her breast to stop hers from going any further. Hinata looked up in confusion, “Don't’cha wanna, Naruto-kun?” There was almost a hiccup, causing her voice to hitch up in the cutest way possible. He almost groaned, his hormones hating him for his next statement.

“Of course I do, Hime.” He sighed, rolling her over so they were on their sides, face to face, “You know I want nothing more…. But not like this; not when you’re completely plastered. You deserve better, and you’d be upset, y’know?”

She frowned, “I… I just figured it wouldn’t hurt so bad since I’m drunk…”

“Huh?”

“Do you now why I want to wait?” She ran her thumb over his hand before holding it.

“Clan prestige, right?”

Hinata shook her head, causing a slight wave of dizziness. She spoke up again when she recovered, “No, not that. As long as there’s no pregnancy or bragging, they don’t care as much. Though, my father would probably still be pissed since he’s protective…”

“Then, why?” He raised an eyebrow, confused.

Hinata sighed, “W-When I first started puberty, somethin’ was off. My periods have always been irregular and extremely painful. To the point where I’d haveta stay home from missions. They think it’s a mixture of PCOS and endometriosis. It’s hard to explain, but my hormones are screwy ‘cause of it. One of the bad things is sex… it can be painful. E-even when I touch myself, I have to be careful because it’ll hurt badly…” By now, she was crying, “Half of the time, I can’t even finger myself… So I’m scared… I’m scared to have sex… I want our first time to be wonderful and no pain… I’m scared I won’t be able to pleasure you like I should as a wife… I might even be infertile… And I-“  

She was cut off as Naruto pulled her into a hug, “Hinata… I don’t want you to stress about our first time, okay? If we have to stop, then we’ll stop, y’know? Sex isn’t why I’m marrying you; and we can find other ways for pleasure, starting a family, and whatever… I love you no matter what.”

Honestly, Naruto didn’t even know if he was saying the right thing. This was something completely above him; something he didn’t even know existed. Hinata was obviously nervous about this if she only told him in a drunk rant. He wasn’t mad about that of course, it’s a difficult subject to talk about. He’d have to do some research over this.

“N-Naruto-kun…” She sniffled after she was done crying into his chest, “T-Thank you. I love you so much…”

He used his bandaged thumb to wipe away a stray tear, “Anytime, Hime.” Naruto flashed his signature smile as he pulled the covers up of them, “Now, let’s get some sleep, yknow?”

It wasn’t long before his fiancée drifted off beside him, but Naruto stayed awake through most of the night.

-

The smell of food cooking slowly coaxed the Hyuga from her slumber. Lavender iris slowly looked around as it felt like a hammer was repeatedly hitting her head. She focused on the glass of water on her nightstand, and took tiny gulps, careful of her aching stomach.

That’s when she realized it wasn’t her nightstand. And she wasn’t wearing her clothes.

Hers were on her fiancé’s floor.

Before panic could completely sink in, memories of the night before (that morning?) slowly came back to her mind. She sighed, sipping more water.

“Mornin’, Hime.” Naruto came over with a makeshift tray (a small box) that had a bowl of miso soup, rice, and fried eggs.

“Mornin’, Naruto-kun…” Her eyes squinted a bit, “Do you mind turning the light off? My head hurts…”

“I would, but that would require some really advanced jutsu,” He chuckled, “My lights are off. What you’re seeing is the sun poking through my blinds. It’s 2PM, so it’ll be a few hours before that problem goes away for ya.”

Hinata felt stupid for that one. None-the-less, she carefully ate the food that Naruto prepared for her. She didn’t know if it was just because he cooked it for her, but it genuinely helped her feel better.

“Here’s some ibuprofen. It has a small amount of caffeine so it should help.” He handed her a pill bottle, “Or, it helps me when I go drinking with the others.”

“Thank you.” She smiled, taking the medicine, “For everthing.”

“No problem, Hime.” He smiled back, kissing her forehead, “Oh, do you remember what happened last night?”

“Kind of… I don’t remember much after changing…”

Naruto was a little relieved, so it wasn’t as awkward, “Don’t worry, we just kissed a lil’ bit, and then you passed out.”

She nodded, “I-I figured since I woke up still in your clothes.”

He didn’t know if he should’ve told her, but something in his gut said it was better to not say anything. At least not while she was hung over.

“Oh, I should probably text Hanabi, saying I’ll be home closer to dinner time since I’m still not feeling so well. Do you mind grabbing my phone? It’s probably still in my pants pocket.”

Naruto, being a good fiancé, did as requested. Glancing at the top screen of her flip phone, he saw a notification, “Oh, there’s a text from Tenten and Sakura.”

“Do you mind reading them to me? My head hurts too bad.”

“The one from Sakura is just asking if you made it home okay.”

“Can you reply saying I’m safe and just woke up?”

“Sure thing.” After that, he read the one from Tenten aloud, “Hinata, I’m sorry for making the party a little awkward last night. I know I should’ve told you about Neji sooner, but I’ve been a coward. You deserved to know.” Naruto furrowed his eyebrows, “What’s that about?”

“Ooooh…” Hinata remembered the conversation, “Tenten and Neji-kun were secretly a couple before he passed away in the war. She confessed they slept together.”

“No way!” Naruto gasped at the gossip.

“Right? We were all shocked.” Hinata giggled a bit, “Anyways, I’ll reply to that tonight and let her know I’m not mad.”

Hinata’s phone buzzed again – text from Sakura.

“Uh… so she knows I sent that because of my bad grammar and typing ‘dattebayo’…”

She sighed, wondering how her amazing fiancé could be so dense, “I’ll reply to her later too…”

They both chuckled. After Hinata texted Hanabi (not letting Naruto type again), they cuddled until she felt well enough for her to head back.

-

Two weeks before the wedding, Naruto found himself at a bar with Shikamaru, Kiba, Sai, Iruka, Choji, and Lee. Everyone, save for Lee and Shino, had already downed more than enough alcohol.

“Alright, alright, I gotta ask,” Kiba gave his blond friend a sly smirk, “Her boobs or butt?”

“Eh????” It came out as a question, but not embarrassment. While his cheeks were red, it was more so from the booze than anything else, “Can I pick her caring personality instead?”

“No; that’s cheating.” Choji’s smirk imitated Kiba’s, only his cheeks were stuffed with French fries.

“Y’know, I gotta go with boobs then. You see those things? They’re amazing!” Naruto held his hands out, squeezing imaginary breasts.

Iruka rolled his eyes and smacked his former student on the back of the head, “Don’t be so crude about it! She’s going to be your wife soon. I know I taught you more respect than that…”

Laughter filled the atmosphere after Iruka’s discipline. Various conversations flowed from person to person, except from Naruto himself. As he flicked access ash from his cigarette, Shikamaru glanced at his friend. “You okay there, bud? You’re spacing out.”

Caught off guard, Naruto chuckled and scratched the back of his forehead, “Yeah. It’s just hot in here, y’know? I’m gonna step out for some air real quick.”

Cool air filled his lungs the moment he stepped outside. He really did try to enjoy the party to it’s fullest, but since the wedding was approaching fast, all Naruto could think about was Hinata – how he was terrified he’d hurt her.

Naruto leaned against the brick wall outside of the bar right as Iruka came out to join him.

“What’s up? I can tell something is on your mind.”

He sighed, explaining Hinata’s medical situation, and his fears of their first time.

“Hm…” Iruka copied Naruto and leaned against the wall himself, “Well, I personally don’t know a lot about that, but I would say to just pay really close attention to how she reacts to everything, especially non-verbally. Knowing Hinata, she’ll probably try to hide any pain and tough through it so you feel good.”

“Ah…” Naruto ruffled his hands through his hair, “Man! This is so difficult, y’know…”

Iruka chuckled and rustled his own hand through blond hair, “That’s life, kiddo. But, I can tell you definitely love and care about her, so I know it’ll be fine. I’m proud of you, Naruto. I know you’ll be a great husband.”

And really, Iruka meant it. Even though Naruto made a slightly-crude joke to his friends, he wasn’t enjoying his own bachelor party because of his own anxieties for making Hinata happy.

Naruto smiled up at him, “Thanks, Iruka-sensei.”

Shortly after, they returned to the party.

-

Sakura hummed to herself as she walked along the path by the river. The weather was perfect, and she was glad it would stay that way for the next week – especially since the wedding was in three days.

Orange and yellow caught the corner of her eye, her friend-to-be-married catching her attention. He was deep in thought, eyes staring at the water. Though, she could tell he wasn’t really watching anything.

“Hey, Naruto.” She chuckled a bit, sitting next to him on the sloped grass, “This is out of character for you – you look pretty troubled.”

He honestly didn’t even notice she sat next to him until she spoke up.

“Ah, hey, Sakura-chan…” He sighed, “I’m just thinkin’ ‘bout Hinata, y’know…”

Pink eyebrows furrowed in concern, “Are you having second thoughts about the wedding?”

“No, no! Not at all.” His head snapped up with a gentle smile, “I wouldn’t’ve proposed unless I was positive it’d be good for both of us.” Naruto laid on his back with another sigh, “I guess since you’re a medical nin, I can talk to ya… The night of her bachelorette party, y’know how she spent the night at my place? Well, she came onto me pretty hard wanting to, well, do it. “His cheeks flushed a bit, ”But I knew it was just because of the alcohol, since she told me she wanted to wait until we were married. She ended up tellin’ me she has a condition – CPOC and endrosis or somethin’ like that. Said it makes, uh, sex things painful and messes with her cycle…. I’ve just been concerned about our first night – I know she’s nervous, and I’m nervous. I don’t want it to hurt… And Iruka-sensei didn’t know much, but said to pay attention since she would probably hide the pain… And I just don’t know what to do…”

“Oooooh. PCOS and endometriosis…” Sakura brought her knees to her chest, going into medic mode, “I’ve helped some people with that in the clinic. Iruka-sensei is right about Hinata probably trying to hide it, but you need to communicate before. Have her promise to tell you the moment she feels bad – say you need mutual trust. Also – foreplay is incredibly important. Make sure she orgasms before anything goes in. Plus, lube. You can’t really have enough of that. But nothing flavored or anything jazzy, that could make it worse. And set the mood – make sure she’s relaxed.”  

“That’s… actually a good plan…” Naruto thought out loud, “Sakura-chan. Thank you!” The blond gave Sakura a friendly pat on the shoulder before running off.

“Where are you going?!” She was shocked to say the least.

“To the store! I gotta prepare!” He smiled.

“Wait, before you go… since she told you while drunk, that probably means she didn’t want to tell you to begin with so you wouldn’t worry. I wouldn’t go around asking the whole village for advice…”

“Ah, don’t worry about that.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “I’ve only told Iruka-sensei. Now, gotta go!” Naruto energetically waved before leaving.  

These weren’t things Naruto even remotely considered. He went ahead and made a mental list of things to bu. Lube was priority number one. Other things that Hinata liked and calmed her? Lilac was her favorite scent… maybe some candles? While he felt a little dirty, he even bought a book on pleasure.

He was never the type to study, but he’d do it for the woman he loved.

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"Species"- Delicious 90's cheese. A silly, sexy sci-fi thriller that doesn't really hold up, but is fun to watch regardless.

I remember back around '95 when director Roger Donaldson's "Species" first hit the public's attention. It was built up as the sort-of ultimate "modern" science fiction film- with buckets of gore, cutting edge computer effects... and of course, its notorious use of a "sexy alien villain" whom is seeking to mate. It was supposed to be a new classic- an erotic thriller like no other. And indeed, the film was generally well-liked for the most part. At least at the time. Heck, I even remember many of my extended family members renting the film over and over again when it first came out on VHS. Of course I was too young to see the film at the time... but I was definitely aware of its cultural impact. But alas, as is all too often the case, the 90's struck again. Yes, in retrospect, "Species" is one of those many films that was popular at the time... but has been showing its age exponentially as time goes on. It's hard to take it seriously now with its simplistic writing and laughable effects. And yet, a part of me does still definitely have a little love for this weird, uneven film. It's cheesy and antiquated and doesn't really hold up. But what can I say? With bouncing naked bodies, creative kills and some decent performances, it's still quite a bit of fun to watch. A seedy government agent (Ben Kingsley) has used a decoded extraterrestrial signal to create something entirely unexpected- an alien-human hybrid. However, when the surviving test subject "Sil" manages to escape in a violent breakout, a rag-tag team (Michael Madsen, Marg Helgenberger, Alfred Molina, Forest Whitaker) is assembled to track her down at any cost. Trouble is, the alien DNA has accelerated Sil's growth, causing her to mature into a fully-grown adult (Natasha Henstridge) in mere days. And her biological clock is starting to tick... Part of the charm of the film is that the cast is quite varied and talented. Though Natasha Henstridge was definitely cast more for her looks than her chops, she's pretty decent in the role of Sil, and makes for an adequately menacing presence. She's odd and aloof, and plays the part of an alien trying to blend in pretty decently. But the real highlights here are definitely Madsen, Helgenberger and Kingsley. Madsen plays it cool and sleek as he oft does in these types of roles, but for his part- that of a mysterious operative- it works very well. Helgenberger is charming and fun as a biologist whom helps study Sil. And Kingsley looks like he's having a blast and a half as a smarmy government stooge. Molina and Whitaker are also pretty darned good, adding a sense of class to the film, and it's fun to see them in an earlier film now that they've both gained great fame. And for the most part, the general production is fantastic. Director Donaldson does just about everything he can with the material, and there's a number of shockingly effective sequences. His sense of flow, composition and pacing is top-notch. I also very much adored the work of creature designer H.R. Giger. Giger, whom also famously designed the titular baddie from the original "Alien," crafts a new fiendish monster for the ages in Sil- a beautiful and deadly seductress. It has all of Giger's trademarks, and is stunning to behold on-screen- especially with the amazing practical effects and puppetry. When it goes old-school, the effects are just mind-warping. And the gory kills are among the decade's best! But it's sadly not all sunshine and roses. And there are some big flaws that are impossible to ignore here. The film was definitely the product of its time, and it just doesn't up under modern scrutiny. Not only are the plethora of digital effects wonky and overly artificial, but the script by Dennis Feldman also leaves much to be desired. It feels a bit contrived and quaint looking back, and it's hard to take it seriously as a result. I also do take issue with how the film's most notorious facet- the sexuality- was handled. Don't get me wrong, I genuinely like the idea here. And it's safe to say that erotic thrillers can be masterful and the use of sex can add a lot to a film. But it comes off as a bit too skeevy here. It feels like nothing more than an excuse to show off the actress' "assets" and film some softcore "skinemax" material. And yet at the same time, it also feels oddly tame in many ways because it's basically only focused on bared breasts and brief simulated sex scenes. There just isn't much balance to it. Using sex and sex appeal in a film is a fine line. And "Species", well... it just doesn't quite stay on the line. It either needed to be more restrained... or it needed to go much further. Also... the jump-scares. They're so bad. Like seriously. This film has the single most laughable attempt at a jump I've ever seen, in a sequence involving a squirrel. It makes the "Oh, it was just a cat" jump-scare cliché look tame by comparison. In the end, it comes down to this. "Species" has a troubled script, dated effects and a some really lame attempts at scares. But it benefits from a fun premise, a groovy creature and a handful of great performances. So it comes down to how much you're willing to forgive. Me? I liked it despite its faults, because what it does well... it does really well. And so, I'm giving it an about-average 6 out of 10. If you love your delicious 90's cheese, it's definitely one to check out! Just don't expect too much out of it.