Crimson Desire: Naruto's Harem Chronicles

The seal house was still.

The others had gone quiet — pregnant and pleased, curled around each other in silk and afterglow.

Only Aya remained restless.

She stood at the edge of Naruto's chamber, wrapped in a thin robe, one hand on her belly, the other clenched in uncertainty.

She'd been bred.Served.Taught.

But never… loved.

Naruto opened his eyes when he heard her step inside.

"Aya."

She flinched. "I—I didn't mean to wake you."

He smiled.

"You didn't."

He sat up, the sheet sliding off his chest.

She approached slowly.

Not seductive.

Not powerful.

Just nervous.

"I've never done it… my way," she said softly.

He patted the bed.

"Then come show me."

She climbed into his lap, one knee at a time.

Trembled as her hand reached between them, guiding his cock to her folds.

Naruto didn't touch her.

He just watched.

Waited.

Let her take the lead.

She lowered herself.

Moaned the moment his tip parted her lips.

And sank down, inch by trembling inch, until he was fully inside.

Their bellies touched.

Their eyes locked.

And Naruto exhaled.

"You feel like silk."

Aya whimpered.

"You feel like… home."

She rocked.

Slow.

Small motions.

Unsure.

But her walls fluttered.

Her face flushed.

And Naruto reached up — just one hand — to cup her cheek.

"Look at you," he whispered. "You're beautiful."

Her hips moved faster.

Wet sounds filled the room.

Her breath hitched.

"I've never… I never thought…"

He kissed her.

And she broke.

She came with a sob, collapsing into his arms as her pussy clenched hard around his cock, milking him, claiming him.

When he came too, he held her tight — letting his warmth spill inside her again, deep and slow.

They stayed that way.

Still joined.

Still warm.

Still hers.

And Aya whispered, breath trembling against his neck:

"…I love you."

Naruto kissed her crown.

And whispered back:

"I know."