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Out of all the things that could’ve triggered this feeling that’s been bubbling inside him, it starts with a pair of mundane glasses.
Naruto had been increasingly complaining about getting migraines from reading all his paperwork for hours on end, so Sakura had made him wear glasses that filtered the blue light from computer screens to ease his sight.
Naruto had complained - loudly - claiming that he was the damn Hokage and the Jinchuriki of the Nine Tails, he didn’t need glasses but all it had taken was a gentle touch on whiskered cheeks from Sasuke, a sweet murmur of, “C’mon, dobe. It’s just glasses. Wear them, yeah?” and Naruto had dumbly nodded along and started wearing glasses whenever he worked.
It wasn’t all the time, thank Kami. But Sasuke and Shikamaru had reminded Naruto enough to start wearing the glasses after the first hour mark of paperwork that Naruto had now already picked up the habit to wear it himself, automatically.
Really, what started this whole thing wasn’t anything grand. Naruto didn’t save the whole world a second time and made Sasuke want to jump his bones badly.
It was a regular evening at their household. After a lively and rowdy dinner with their boys, Menma and Boruto, it was Sasuke’s turn to tuck the boys in for the night while Naruto stayed back in the kitchen and cleaned the dishes.
With a tap on each son’s forehead, Sasuke padded softly down to the first floor again, continuing his routine of helping Naruto out with his work. Being Hokage definitely meant that Naruto was almost always working, but Sasuke appreciates the fact that Naruto always tries to make it home for dinner and makes sure their bed is never cold for too long.
“Sorry that I still have to do all this even at home,” Naruto had apologized to him, early on when he took on the role after Kakashi, gesturing to the open laptop and scattered paperwork on their dining table. “But I’d rather be at home where you and the kids are than at the office, so.”
Sasuke had wordlessly plucked the file Naruto was holding and sat next to him, and began quickly scanning over it with his Sharingan and muttered, “Don’t apologize. Having another set of eyes gets it done quicker, anyways.”
A small smile ghosted over his lips as he recalled the memory. They had been so young back then, navigating marriage, a family and Naruto’s role as the Hokage all together. They had always been a fine-tuned machine together, but it had taken time and reworking to make it all work smoothly again in the midst of everything.
As Sasuke’s padded feet landed on the first floor, he began to walk to the kitchen again, mind already thinking of the things he’d need to look over with Naruto before suddenly stopping in his tracks at the sight of his husband.
Naruto, hunched over the kitchen table, muttering under his breath as he goes over his work. His orange jacket is thrown over the back of his seat, leaving him only his white t-shirt that shows off the bulge of his biceps. His hair is sticking in different directions, no doubt being messed up by Naruto himself.
There are little, fine wrinkles that are starting to appear on Naruto’s eyes, unnoticeable to most but unmissable to Sasuke, with or without his Sharingan and Rinnegan. It’s in these moments that Sasuke is reminded just how much they’ve aged, and the boy that he’s loved all his life is really a man now. A man that has given Sasuke two children, a man that looks incredibly sexier as he has aged.
Especially with those damn glasses of his.
He must’ve been standing idly for too long, because Naruto suddenly calls out, “Baby?” without looking away from his papers. “Kids asleep yet?”
“Not for long with how loud your voice is,” Sasuke answers, finally willing his legs to move again. Naruto looks up from his papers and smiles at him, grinning toothily.
“Nah, they’d sleep even if there was a parade just right outside our door,” Naruto says, always so proud of all the things their kids do. “They’re just like me in that sense, ya know?”
Sasuke scoffs, not answering verbally because he knows that what Naruto says is true. Naruto grins even wider at that, like it brings him the utmost joy in seeing Sasuke smile or laugh. He probably does.
Even after all these years, he still doesn’t know just how much he affects Sasuke.
Without thinking too much, instead of sitting at his usual spot on the table, Sasuke stands next to Naruto’s chair, pushing the table away from Naruto so he can have some room to move in. Naruto raises an eyebrow at him, but welcomes him readily when Sasuke swings a leg over his lap and settles in Naruto’s lap, arms coming up to circle around his neck.
Naruto’s hand, both bandaged and not, come up to rest on Sasuke’s waist, squeezing it firmly for a second as he says, “Hi,”
“Hello,” Sasuke murmurs back, fingers starting to play with the blond hairs on the back of Naruto’s neck.
“Not that I’m ever going to complain about having you in my lap,” Naruto starts, looking at Sasuke’s lips for a moment before tilting his head back again to meet his eyes. “What’s brought this on, baby?”
“Nothing,” Sasuke says, shrugging. Teasingly, he starts to lean down and pepper kisses on Naruto’s neck. “You looked sexy.”
“Yeah?” Naruto half laughs, half groans, titling his head to give Sasuke better access to his neck while his big hands start to rub up and down Sasuke’s back. Sasuke shifts his weight a bit forward, tilting his hips up and Naruto’s hands immediately gravitate towards his ass, giving both cheeks a firm squeeze.
Sasuke hums, peppering kisses all over his husband’s face as he starts to make tiny motions with his hips, delighting in the way Naruto continues to squeeze his ass. “You looked serious. It’s sexy.”
“That’s sweet of you, Sas,” Naruto says, lips brushing over Sasuke’s. “You look pretty as always.”
“Do I?” Sasuke asks, teasing. He could be bruised and bloodied from a fight, hair sticking up anywhere and he knows that he’ll always be the most attractive thing to Naruto. Still, it’s always nice to hear his husband butter him up.
“The prettiest, you know you are,” Naruto confirms, voice all gravely. “Prettier naked, though.”
“Pervert,” Sasuke barks with no bite, his left bandaged hand coming up to grasp Naruto’s jaw and crashing their lips together.
It’s hot and messy, their tongues rolling around each other, as if they both can’t get enough of the taste of one another. It makes him dizzy, whenever they make out like this, because Naruto treats this like he always does with everything in his life, confident and unrelenting.
Sasuke moans as he Naruto sucks on his tongue for a moment before claiming his lips once again, and Naruto responds by gripping even tighter by his hips, pulling him flush against his chest.
“Love it when you get like this, Sas,” Naruto murmurs between kisses. Then, his hand that was gripping Sasuke’s hips slowly traveled upwards, past his back to cup Sasuke’s neck in a moment, before they finally sank into Sasuke’s dark locks and yanks.
“Ah,” Sasuke breathes out, hands flexing momentarily from where he has them perched on Naruto’s shoulders. Sasuke can feel him smile as he starts to lick and bite all over Sasuke’s pale throat.
He lets Naruto handle him the way he likes, back arched and throat bared, because for all that Sasuke likes to push and fight with Naruto in almost every aspect of their life, he doesn’t want to fight with Naruto in this,
“Should I take you the bedroom or should I fuck you here?” Naruto asks, nipping at the column of his throat while his hands start to make work of the button on Sasuke’s shirt. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had you laid out like a meal here.”
Sasuke shivers at that, remembering of how they used fuck on almost every surface on the house when they started their relationship, before Sasuke had kids. Now, their bedroom activities are usually only limited to the bedroom and shower, though the intensity of it still hasn’t died down by an inch.
“Here,” Sasuke says, getting frustrated with how slow Naruto is undressing and begins to aggressively try to take his clothes off himself. “Here, now, come on-”
“Easy, easy, baby,” Naruto croons, helping Sasuke with the last button on his shirt before he stands up for a moment, picking Sasuke easily with one hand wrapped around his waist, while the other pushes the things scattered on the dining table away. The laptop is moved to the other side of the dining table, while Naruto simply just swipes the paperwork onto the floor.
He puts Sasuke down on the table, placing his butt on its surface first before carefully pushing Sasuke down to lay flat on his back, hand coming up behind his head to ensure Sasuke doesn’t bump it.
Sasuke is heaving as he drinks in the sight of Naruto, looking down at him with those stupid glasses of his, hair even messier than before from where Sasuke has run his hands all over them.
He’s looking at Sasuke with a hungry look on his eyes, like Sasuke is really a meal that he’s going to devour.
“Naruto,” Sasuke whines, spreading his legs wide, enticing Naruto to step closer between them.
Ever weak for Sasuke’s pull, like a man with a single sole task in his mind, Naruto begins stripping Sasuke out of his pants too, finally making him fully naked on the table.
“Fuck,” Naruto whispers to himself, palming his cock through his pants as he takes in the sight of Sasuke before him. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
Likewise, Sasuke thinks to himself, because words are starting to get difficult to muster at the way Naruto keeps looking at him. So he just says, “Please.”
Naruto is back on him again in an instant, bending down and kissing him deeply, and Sasuke’s hand comes up again to pull him closer by the neck. Naruto grinds down his clothed erection just right against Sasuke’s hole, making Sasuke let out another breathy moan.
Pulling away for a moment, Naruto brings up his right hand and coaxes Sasuke’s mouth open. Sasuke takes the digits in eagerly, swallowing them down his throat and coating them with his saliva.
“Yeah, that’s right, get them wet, baby,” Naruto praises, eyes never leaving Sasuke’s as he bobs his mouth up and down his fingers. When Naruto has deemed them wet enough, he pulls his fingers away, a string of saliva trailing behind.
“Think you’ll still be stretched from this morning?” Naruto asks, circling his fingers around Sasuke’s hole for a bit before he eases a finger in, making Sasuke draw out a long sigh. “Yeah, you still are. Just need to stretch you out a bit more.”
Sasuke bites his lips as Naruto starts fingering him in ernest, twisting and pumping his fingers to stretch Sasuke out. By the time Naruto’s got 3 of his fingers inside his ass, he’s practically being rocked in tiny motions as Naruto fucks his fingers in and out.
“Come on,” Sasuke says after a while, gripping Naruto’s bicep with his hands. His sharingan had been blazing ever since Naruto entered a finger in him, and he makes sure to look deep into Naruto’s eyes as he asks, “Naruto, fuck me.”
Naruto’s breath catches for a moment before nodding to himself. Giving Sasuke a quick peck on the lips, he murmurs, “Whatever my husband wants.”
Naruto pulls down his zipper with one hand, pulling his pants and underwear just enough for his cock to spring free while his other hand is still on Sasuke’s hips, tracing idle circles on it. Sasuke’s mouth waters at the sight of Naruto’s hard and leaking cock, he would’ve loved to get his mouth all over it if he didn’t feel as empty as he did now.
Naruto grips himself and begins to line his cock up Sasuke’s hole, murmuring a low, “Deep breath, baby.”
No matter how many times he’s taken his cock, Naruto’s size always makes Sasuke’s breath catch. The heads pops in, and Sasuke’s back arches off the table, a broken moan spilling from his lips. It’s a tight fit, and Sasuke wonders if he’ll be able to take it-
“Of course you can take it,” Naruto says, looking down at him with that fucking cocky and handsome face. Sasuke didn’t even know that he said it out loud. “You took it well this morning. You’ll take it well whenever I give it to you.”
At that, Naruto begins to push himself slowly inch by inch, peppering Sasuke’s face with his kisses as he murmurs sweet nothings to him until his hips are fully flushed against Sasuke’s. Sasuke’s hole twitches in arousal as he watches Naruto throw his head back and close his eyes while his hands feel up and down Sasuke’s waist, like the very feel of Sasuke’s inside is heaven itself.
Sasuke gives Naruto’s cock a squeeze, prompting Naruto to finally open those blue eyes of his to meet Sasuke’s mix-matched ones again. There’s an unspoken question in his eyes that Sasuke wordlessly answers with a nod, before resting his head again on the table and opening his legs wider for his husband. I’m ready.
“Shit,” Naruto curses, squeezing Sasuke’s hips once before he starts pounding into him.
Generally, Sasuke’s not much of a talker on a good day, but especially when they’re like this, when everything is buzzing and there are goosebumps all over Sasuke’s skin from how good Naruto is fucking him, it seems like words leave him completely, except for tiny, “Ah’s” and moans of “Naruto”.
His husband never minds his lack of words, Sasuke’s moans are music enough for him as he pounds even harder into Sasuke’s body, and like always, Naruto fills his silence with his steady stream of words.
“Fuck, you’re still so fucking tight.” A bite on his shoulder.
“Your body’s so fucking hot, Sas. How did I land you, shit.” A lick up his neck.
“You’ve given me two kids and you still look like this, fuck. You’re fucking unreal.” A squeeze of his hips and thighs.
At that, Sasuke moans even louder, goosebumps tickling his skin again at the thought of, Yes, I’ve given this wonderful and gorgeous man children. There are not only one, but two living proofs of our love.
Naruto’s hips start to stutter, his movements getting more frantic and desperate as he’s tipping over the edge. He brackets Sasuke’s body with his own, kissing him deeply and getting his glasses fogged up in the process. He says, “Come, baby. Together with me. Come.”
Sasuke’s release hits him just as soon as he feels the familiar warmth of Naruto’s release inside him and just as he’s starting to come down from his eye, an old feeling starts to creep back inside him, and a tiny voice inside him says, I want to give him more.
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Once that seed plants itself in Sasuke’s mind, it never actually leaves. The thought just gets bigger and his want grows stronger in the passing weeks.
The thing is, they never explicitly said that they’d stop at two kids. Menma and Boruto are only 18 months apart, and raising two boys who are practically carbon copies of Naruto was a feat that made even the hands of the strongest shinobi’s full. Plus, not long after Menma was four, Naruto took the position of Hokage, and after that, well, it was a no brainer for Sasuke to start taking birth control again.
Now Menma has made chunin and Boruto is about to take the selection exams soon, and the house starts to get too quiet even for Sasuke most of the days that he starts to take on missions that are far below his level again and helps out Naruto even more at the office than he actually wants to.
He loves his boys and he loves his husband, and there is nothing in his life now that Sasuke feels like it’s missing but it sure would be nice again to hear the patter of tiny feet running around their household again. It’s been a while since he’s heard the squeal and babble of a baby, or the sound of Naruto’s baby voice as he talks to their children.
It’s a feeling that settles in his belly whenever Sasuke looks at Naruto and the boys. It settles for long enough that Sasuke starts thinking of how to breach the topic to Naruto, wanting a subtler way other than to say, ‘Hey. I want to give you another child’.
He almost blurts it out one random Tuesday morning, after all his boys are dressed and ready for the day. Menma and Boruto have already kissed Sasuke’s cheek goodbye, and are waiting for Naruto by their front gate.
“Dad, C’mon! You were the one bugging us about being late!” Menma whines, sounding so much like Naruto when he was a child.
“Just a second! Where the hell is my- Oh, found it!”
Sasuke waits by the front door, an amused smile tugging at his lips. Mornings are always chaotic like this, loud and rushed and full of half-finished sentences, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything. If anything, a part of him finds himself wondering what it would be like to add just one more voice to the noise.
Naruto places a hand on his waist and kisses him on the lips as he passes him, mumbling a quick, “Bye, baby. See you later.”
For a moment, Sasuke wants to blurt it out, wants to at least say, “Hey, can we talk about something later?” but is now really the right time for it? Right at the start of the day, with their two kids waiting for his husband-
“Hey. You okay, Sas?” Naruto asks, concern laced in his voice, always being able to pick up the slightest shift in Sasuke’s mood.
Sasuke startles softly out of his thoughts, only then noticing how his fingers are curled into Naruto’s Hokage robe.
He gives his husband a small smile, and says, “Just. Have been thinking. It’s nothing bad, I’ll tell you later. Promise.”
Naruto looks at him for a brief second, searching his eyes for the truth. What he finds in Sasuke’s eyes seems satisfactory enough for the time being, so he leans in to give him another peck and says, “Okay. Tell me whenever, okay? I’m just one call away.”
Sasuke gives in and kisses his husband again, earning a distant groan from the boys as Boruto calls out, “Dad! Stop making out with Pa,it’s gross! C’mon, we gotta go, ya know!”
“Okay, okay!” Naruto answers, chuckling. He looks at Sasuke one final time before walks over to their boys, ruffling their heads as he says, “I’ll have you know, there’s nothing gross about kissing your husband. Plus, your Pa’s practically like my soulmate, and there’s nothing gross about that!”
At that, Sasuke closes the door with a soft chuckle, listening as their footsteps disappear down the path before the house settles back into silence.
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Because Sasuke is Sasuke and his husband is Naruto, most things don’t usually go as planned. For one, Sasuke is still not the best communicator. He’s grown out of the habit of bottling everything inside himself and pretending that everything is fine when it’s not, but words in general have never been his forte.
Words have always come more easily to his husband. Sasuke has lost count of the times he’s tried to make small talk, only to realize too late that he’s said something wrong. What feels clear and reasonable in his head has a way of emerging awkwardly, stripped of the intent behind it.
So, ideally he would bring this talk of having more children to Naruto in a calm, civilized manner. Ideally it would be after dinner, after the kids have gone to sleep and they have the house for themselves. The location of it doesn’t really matter, in Sasuke’s opinion, but Sasuke would prefer to be across from Naruto, so he can gauge his reaction clearly.
They’d talk about it like civilized adults, talk about the changes that need to happen in their lives and also the boys’ lives to accommodate the presence of another tiny human being. Well, that is, if Naruto wants to have another kid, too. If he does, then the next step will be that they both see Sakura, talk to her about their plans and have her do a health check on Sasuke, just to ensure that his body is fine to carry another pregnancy.
Ideally, it should go like that.
But his plans all go to waste on a Sunday morning, the one Sunday of the month where Naruto takes the day off to spend time with Sasuke and the boys.
He woke briefly that morning when Naruto shifted to climb out of bed, only to relax again as Naruto gently petted his hair, murmuring, “Sleep in a bit. I’ll get started on breakfast.”
He had slept for a good hour before he finally started to wake, his natural clock waking him up from his slumber. Sasuke smiled to himself as he padded down the stairs, happy with the fact that today he can have his family all in one roof.
The sight that greets him in the kitchen prompted him to stop in his tracks once again.
Naruto, shirtless, one arm holding Boruto up effortlessly while the other hand pets the top of Menma’s dark locks.
They’re talking amongst themselves, Naruto probably explaining something about what he’s cooking while the boys watch intently. Naruto’s muscles bulge from where he’s picking up Boruto - who is probably too big now to be carried, says everyone except Naruto and Sasuke - and the sunrays that are peeking from the blinds cast a soft glow on all of Naruto’s features.
Naruto’s back muscles flex as he moves to grab a spoon. Sasuke gulps. He needs his husband to get him pregnant again.
“Hey, wake your Papa up,” Naruto says to Menma who nods eagerly, turning around to run upstairs and finds that Sasuke is already there looking at them.
Menma beams and says, “Papa’s awake already!”
Naruto turns around and Boruto starts wiggling in his arm, asking to be put down so he can greet Sasuke alongside Menma. Sasuke runs his hands through both boys’ hairs and pokes their forehead gently, making them giggle.
“What are the three of you doing here without me? Planning some pranks?” Sasuke asks jokingly, following Menma and Boruto as they lead him to the kitchen to sit down.
“We’re making you breakfast!” Boruto says, at the same time Naruto places his tray of breakfast in front of him-steamed rice, grilled fish and some tamagoyaki. “Menma grilled the fish and I helped with the eggs!”
“They look delicious,” Sasuke compliments, caressing his boys’ cheek fondly. Then he asks, “What did your dad make that needs him to be shirtless, by the way?”
Naruto chuckles, leaning one hand on the back of a chair as he stands. He nods toward their boys as he says, “They ambushed me while I was getting ready. Said I needed to hurry up and make you breakfast before waking you. I made the rice, by the way.”
Sasuke lets his gaze linger on Naruto’s chest for a moment longer than necessary before meeting his eyes again. Something flashes there as Sasuke says mildly, “My compliments to the chef.”
To Sasuke’s dismay, Naruto reluctantly pulls on a shirt before they sit down to eat. Even then, his gaze keeps drifting back to Sasuke. Sasuke, for his part, pointedly focuses on the meal in front of him—his boys made it, after all—but he still sneaks glances through his lashes, acutely aware of the quiet tension steadily tightening between them.
He needs to do something about it soon.
After breakfast, Sasuke dabs his mouth neatly with a napkin before speaking. “Boys. You know your Ojiichan mentioned the other day that they miss having you over. Why don’t you give them a visit?”
“They did?” Naruto asks, tilting his head, clearly confused.
“Yeah!” Menma and Boruto chirp at once, instantly energized. Menma bounces in his seat. “Can we? Can we? Can we?”
“Sure,” Sasuke says easily. Then, turning to Naruto, he adds, “Yes. They did.”
Naruto frowns. “When did you meet Iruka-nii and Kakashi-sensei?”
“Can we be excused? We need to pack!” Boruto asks, already halfway out of his chair.
“Go on,” Sasuke says, rising to collect the dishes. “Oh—and I saw them the other day.”
He didn’t.
It’ll be just as much of a surprise for Iruka and Kakashi when their godchildren show up at their door, but Sasuke knows neither of them will turn down a sleepover.
By the time Menma and Boruto shout their goodbyes and race off toward their grandparents’ place, Naruto is still a little dazed.
“Yeah, see you later,” he calls after them, then turns back to Sasuke, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sas… you’re really sure they said that? I don’t remember Kakashi-sensei mentioning a sleepover.”
Sasuke hums to himself, his back still turned as he rinses the last plate in the sink. “I lied, actually,” he says mildly. “I just said that to get the boys to sleep over there.”
“Huh-what? Why?” Naruto asks, sounding genuinely thrown.
Sasuke sets the clean plate on the rack and turns around. Naruto is standing in the middle of their kitchen, hands behind his head awkwardly, clearly still missing the point. Still oblivious to the fact that Sasuke wants to be fucked six ways into Monday and, preferably, knocked up by the end of the month.
His sweet, darling husband. He wants to have his babies again so bad.
Sasuke exhales through his nose, fond despite himself. He really should put Naruto out of his misery - and his own - already.
“Naruto,” he says, and his thoughts immediately begin racing, searching for the right words after weeks of circling around them. In the end, he settles with, “Am I not a good husband to you?”
Naruto’s eyes widen, his mouth falling open like a fish out of water. Shit. That is not what Sasuke meant.
Before Sasuke can even begin to explain, Naruto is already crowding into his space, face drawn tight with concern, hands hovering as if he doesn’t know where to put them. “What the hell, Sas?” he blurts. “What kind of question is that? Why—of course you’re a good husband. What the fuck?”
“Just asking,” Sasuke says, shrugging lightly. He’s already dug himself into this hole; he might as well see it through.
Naruto frowns deeper, clearly unsettled. “Have I made you feel like you’re not? Have I not been showing it enough?” His voice softens, worry bleeding through. “You should tell me these things, Sas. Hell—punch me or something. You know how I am.” He exhales, searching Sasuke’s face. “What made you feel like that, baby? Tell me so I can fix it.”
Oh, Sasuke loves this man—truly, deeply. But normal has never quite existed in their vocabulary. So he continues, steady despite the way his heart thuds in his chest.
“I’ve given you two children, haven’t I, Naruto?”
“Huh?” Naruto frowns, clearly thrown by the sudden turn. “Yeah?”
“Two sons,” Sasuke murmurs, his fingers beginning to trace idle patterns over Naruto’s shirt, starting at his stomach and drifting upward. Naruto’s hands tighten briefly at his waist in response. “Menma is already a chūnin, and Boruto’s nearly ready to graduate. They’re strong. Capable. One day, they’ll surpass us both.”
Naruto nods along, still unsure where this is going—but more than willing to listen when it comes to their boys.
“They will,” Naruto says softly, nodding. “They got the best of both of us, after all.”
“Then why stop at two?” Sasuke asks, finally letting the thought he’s been circling spill free.
Naruto’s eyes widen.
For the final push, Sasuke lets his gaze dip before lifting it again through his lashes, deliberate and slow. Naruto’s breath catches.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve held a baby in my arms,” Sasuke says quietly. “You were so eager to give me Boruto after I gave you Menma. And lately… I’ve been wondering if I’m not enough anymore. If I’m not a good enough wife for you.”
He watches the emotions flicker across Naruto’s face in quick succession—shock, understanding, heat, and then something darker, heavier. Hunger.
“Oh, baby,” Naruto croons, hands gripping Sasuke’s waist tighter as he gently but firmly starts to back him toward the counter. His Sharingan flares instinctively at the sight of Naruto’s own turning into red slits, filled with intent, and he has to swallow down a shiver.
“I think I owe my wife an apology,” Naruto murmurs, releasing the hold he had on Sasuke’s waist to cup his face with both hands, thumbs stroking his cheeks gently despite the small tremor Sasuke feels beneath. Sasuke closes his eyes at the gesture, breath ghosting over Naruto’s palm.
“You’ve been such a good wife for me, supporting me as I took on the robe. Gave me two incredible sons. Always there to knock some sense into me, always pushing me to become a better man everyday,” Naruto continues, kissing Sasuke all over his face. “I should’ve shown my gratitude better, baby. Should’ve given you a reward. Should’ve fucking knocked up you again after you gave me our second child.”
Sasuke’s breath hitches, he can feel himself growing hard as Naruto continues talking. Yes yes yes, his mind is screaming inside his head.
“Yeah,” Sasuke says, voice barely a whisper. He grips Naruto’s arm that still around his face as he says, “Please. Give me another. I deserve it.”
Without another word, Naruto scoops him up by the backs of his thighs, forcing Sasuke to wrap his legs around him as he starts toward the stairs. Sasuke’s head spins—not from the movement, but from the way Naruto is looking at him, all heat and intent, even before he’s been touched again.
“You really gotta forgive this dumb husband of yours,” Naruto murmurs with a soft, breathy laugh. “I loved seeing you full and pregnant. Can’t believe I went so long without it.”
“You can make it up to me,” Sasuke says, brushing a brief kiss against Naruto’s lips. “You can make it up to me by giving me another one. But you have to promise you won’t leave me empty for so long.”
Naruto kicks the bedroom door shut and presses Sasuke back against it, the impact knocking a breath from his lungs. Sasuke bites down on a sound as he feels just how affected Naruto already is.
At last, Naruto crashes his lips onto Sasuke’s, licking and biting, drawing out the moans from Sasuke’s lips. It’s rougher than usual, like there’s a layer of desperation underneath it as Naruto forces Sasuke’s mouth open, making him practically leak inside his pants.
“Careful baby,” Naruto groans out in between kisses. “You know how greedy I can be. I’m getting the impression that you don’t want to stop at three.”
Heat buzzes throughout Sasuke’s body as he hears Naruto speak those words. He clutches hard at Naruto’s shoulder, desperate to feel Naruto all over and in him as he says, “Yes, yes. Please. I want more. I’m strong. I can take it. I can carry as many as you give me.”
“Fuck,” Naruto breaths, taking Sasuke away from the door and carrying him over to their bed. “Fuck, you’re driving me fucking crazy.”
Naruto begins to undress him, almost practically ripping his shirt open to get him naked quickly. Sasuke lets himself be turned here and there, mind starting to get dumb from how turned on he is.
He loves it when Naruto gets like this. Loves when he stops holding himself back from how badly he wants Sasuke, how Naruto knows he can toss and flip him around and Sasuke would be able to take it because they’re practically made for each other.
“You’ll get off birth control,” Naruto says, throwing away Sasuke’s pants somewhere on the floor. Sasuke nods along dumbly. “And we’ll see Sakura, just to make sure. I’ll get you pregnant by the end of this month.”
With his underwear finally discarded, Sasuke is finally fully naked, cock flushed and already leaking on his stomach. Holding Naruto’s gaze, Sasuke spreads his legs wide, and drifts a hand down his body, past his cock to cup his balls. He pushes his balls slightly upwards, giving Naruto a full view of pulsing hole.
“Breed me, Naruto,” Sasuke whispers.
Naruto is on him again in an instant, kissing him roughly before he starts to prep kisses down his body. He runs his mouth over Sasuke’s neck, making him moan before he starts to go futher down his chest and takes a nipple in his mouth.
“Ah,” Sasuke whimpers, back arching of the bed as Naruto sucks on his nipples, flicking the bud between his tongue before closing it over again with his mouth.
“Can’t fucking wait for these to get full of milk again,” Naruto murmurs, ending his ministrations to Sasuke’s nipples with a playful bite.
Then, Naruto sits up halfway, looking down at Sasuke who’s already struggling to catch his breath and says, “Come on. Let’s do it proper. Head down, ass up, Sas.”
Sasuke’s cock twiches at Naruto’s words, and he whimpers as he starts to slowly turn on the bed on shaky arms. Naruto sits back on his heels and just watches, no doubt enjoying how easy Sasuke follows his wants.
Sasuke places his head down and lifts his hips up while planting his knees firmly on the bed, placing his hands between his head. He turns his head to the side to look at Naruto, who’s taking the sight of him greedily.
“Deeper. You know better than that,” Naruto admonishes with a hand on Sasuke’s lower back, prompting him to arch his back even more. “That’s it. Good.”
Sasuke starts to tremble as Naruto reaches over his side of the bedside table and pulls out their bottle of lube, watching eagerly as Naruto squeezes the liquid onto his fingers before he begins to circle it around Sasuke’s hole.
The first fingers goes in smoothly, making Sasuke let out a content sigh. After years of being with each other, Naruto has already memorized his body to the point that he knows how to crook his fingers just right to get Sasuke reeling in pleasure.
A finger turns into two and, not long after it turns into three. By the time Naruto has three of his thick fingers pumping in and out of him, Sasuke is almost drooling, letting out tiny, “Ah, ah, ah”’ that only spur Naruto further.
“You ready, baby?” Naruto says, after he takes out his fingers out of Sasuke’s hole and begins lining up his cock up on his hole.
Sasuke can only nod furiously, hands clenching the sheets tightly as his hole twitches at the emptiness.
“Deep breath, baby,” Naruto reminds, and slides home in a single thrust.
Sasuke screams into the mattress, head rolling into his head at the stretch of Naruto in him. He feels full and hot all over, drunk on the idea that this time, his husband is fucking him with the intent of knocking him up again once more.
Naruto’s hands are clutching his hips tightly, pulling Sasuke back onto his cock after every harsh thrust. Sasuke can feel claws prick at his hips, a tell-tale sign that Naruto’s getting lost in the pleasure of Sasuke’s body.
“So fucking perfect,” Naruto grunts out, looking at where his cock is disappearing into Sasuke’s body. “So fucking dumb of me to not have you full and pregnant all the time.”
Sasuke can only whimper in respons, eyes starting to shed with tears from how good Naruto is fucking him.
“Can you give me a daughter this time, Sas?” Naruto asks, bringin one hand down from Sasuke’s waist to grab a fitfull of Sasuke’s ass, speading him open momentarily. “How about it?”
Sasuke can only nod weakly in agreement. He can picture it perfectly, Naruto holding a girl with long flowing blond hair with dark eyes like Sasuke’s. He doesn’t really know if they can plan their baby’s gender like that, but Sasuke will find away.
As if reading his thoughts, Naruto adds on, “I don’t care if it’s another boy again, though. I’ll just have to knock you up again to get a daughter.”
Sasuke cries at that, genuine tears flowing out his eyes at the thought of getting pregnant again and again with Naruto’s child. Another proof of how much Naruto loves him, and how much Sasuke loves him in return.
“Fuck, you’re getting tigther,” Naruto curses, not once faltering in his rhythm as he fucks Sasuke deep. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you more kids. Our clan will be the greatest clan this village has ever seen.”
His orgasm knocks the wind out of Sasuke as he comes in ropes, untouched, tainting the sheets beneath him. Naruto curses again from behind, no doubt because of how tightly Sasuke is squeezing his cock.
With a few more thrusts, Naruto comes inside just a few moments later, groaning deep, making Sasuke moan as he feels the warthm of Naruto’s come fill his insides. Naruto grinds down on him weakly, ensuring that every last drop of his come coats Sasuke’s inside.
“Take it baby, take it,” He murmurs, rubbing Sasuke’s hips with his thumb.
When Naruto starts to pull out, Sasuke whimpers and begins to panic. Worried that Naruto’s come will leak out of him, Sasuke quickly reaches behind him and plugs his hole with fingers, trapping the come inside and making Naruto curse again.
“You’re so fucking hot,” He whispers, watching as Sasuke keeps himself plugged him with his own fingers. Sasuke’s cheek burn at how he’s behaving, but he cares more about keeping his husband’s come inside him longer than his pride at the moment.
“I’ll get a cloth for us, okay?” Naruto says, giving Sasuke a kiss on the forehead before he goes to fetch one.
Later, when Sasuke is all cleaned up and sated with a promise of, “It’s okay if it leaks, baby. I’ll just fill you up again.” Naruto speaks up, asking tentatively, “Did you really mean what you said? Of feeling like you’re not a good husband to me?”
Sasuke feels himself smile, charmed at how sweet Naruto is. He rolls on his side and drapes an arm across Naruto’s chest. “Of course not. You shower me with your love everyday. I’m the happiest husband.”
“I really panicked back then, ya know?” Naruto says, chuckling. “Still. Could’ve told me sooner that you wanted more kids.”
Sasuke shrugs at that, and begins to trace invisible patters on Naruto’s chest. “Honestly, the thought just came up recently. Probably because of how the boys are big now. They were a lot when they were younger, I’m glad that we only had two first.”
Naruto hums, agreeing. “House is about to get more rowdy. You really up for that, Sas?”
At that, Sasuke looks up at Naruto and kisses him softly - tenderly. “Always.”