The Seal House was quiet.
But not silent.
The moans were low.
Long.
Feminine.
Rhythmic.
Naruto lay in the center of the great bed, naked, his arms open, his body sore in the best way.
And around him moved five women — all glowing with life beneath the skin.
Hinata moved first.
She crawled atop him, her belly pressing into his stomach, her breasts full and warm against his chest.
She guided him inside her with a moan that cracked like whispered thunder.
"I just want to feel us," she said, rocking softly, hands on his cheeks.
Naruto kissed her collarbone.
His cock pulsed inside her heat.
And she came with a quiet whimper — not from climax, but from the connection.
Next was Ino.
She straddled him backward, letting him see the round curve of her ass and her gently growing womb.
She bounced slowly, one hand rubbing her own belly, the other stroking his thigh.
"You gave me everything," she whispered.
"You made me whole."
When she came, she gasped his name once — and cried into the pillow.
Sakura was third.
She didn't ride him.
She just lay beside him, guiding his cock into her with her thigh draped over his hip.
They moved together — not up and down, but side to side, eyes locked, her hand resting where the child grew.
Their moans were soft.
Their kisses endless.
Sasuko didn't speak.
She just kissed his lips, straddled him in silence, and slid down onto his cock with reverent breath.
Her eyes never left his.
He cupped her breasts as she moved.
Her hands guided his to her belly.
She didn't ask for more.
She just wanted to belong.
Last came Karin.
And by now, Naruto was shaking.
Tired.
Flooded with affection.
But when Karin crawled over him and whispered:
"Just one more…"
He reached for her hips.
And gave it.
She rocked into him with slow, deep thrusts, her nails scratching his chest, her forehead pressed to his.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Thank you for making me… alive."
By the time she collapsed, full and warm and satisfied…
Naruto couldn't move.
But he didn't need to.
They curled around him like petals.
Like wombs.
Like love.
And in the silence after…
One by one, they placed his hands back over their bellies.
So he'd never forget what he gave them.