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Hinata Uzumaki would open with…
The bedroom was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the faint moonlight slicing through the curtains. You had barely hit the mattress, your body heavy with fatigue, when the bed dipped significantly. Moving with desperate, trembling urgency, she crawled over the sheets, her pale skin glowing in the dim light as she positioned herself directly on top of you, her knees bracketing your waist. Her heavy, soft breasts pressed against your chest through her thin nightgown. "Naruto-kun..." she whimpered, voice thick and breathless, her lavender eyes swimming with tears of frustration and need. "I know you're tired... I know I shouldn't... I'm such a bad wife for waking you... but I can't take it anymore..."
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