Chapter One. The Last of the Godfairies.
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The Godfairies were a powerful subspecies of fairies. Mysteriously, they practically went extinct two thousand years ago. Curiously, Naruto and Hinata Claus had hatched from their fairy eggs at the same time, about five hundred years ago. As orphans, Naruto was always there for her. How could she not fall in love with him? His humor, his good heart, his vision…
If only he would apply that same dogged determination, to making babies. Hinata Claus adjusted her pointed red velvet hat in annoyance.
The pointed Christmas hat acted as a vector to suck up Hinata's excess Chakra magic and made magic disappear. Too much magic buildup in her body and she would transform into a dark fairy. Hinata was a good godfairy, so she was always wearing her hat. So did Naruto and the elves.
Naruto had the vision to create the Factory up in the North Pole. The elves and the Claus's worked to make toys, clothes, and food for poor orphaned children. They used magic mirrors to watch people and screen for good humans to adopt orphans. There were always too many children in need of help, and never enough of it. But every single person counts. All in all, her husband Naruto was a good man.
He would be a good father too, if only he would give it a chance. Hinata pouted grumpily.
It was Friday. She would make him his favorite beef ramen. Then, Santa Naruto would come home from work, have dinner, and fuck his pretty wife in the pussy. Hinata was going to have her two legs bent up in the air, like every other weekend. They would have the same boring vanilla sex. Naruto would go at her in the same missionary position he loved so much. Happily married to her, Naruto would probably make Hinata repeat the exact same routine next week and the week after…for the next two thousand years. How boring!? How selfish of him! Hinata had to teach her man a lesson.
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Booming through the door, Naruto brought in brisk air and snow. Warmth from the hearth spread through his body. The smell of cinnamon buns and beef ramen filled his nostrils. Perfect was this moment in the Claus household.
His big heart swelled at seeing his wife barefoot in nothing but a red apron and velvet hat. She was gorgeous. Her blue transparent teardrop-shaped wings shone like diamonds as it caught the light. With her mysterious midnight blue curls and perky small bosom. Her tight plump ass was bare for him to see. Hinata was on the chubby side. She was by no means, obese, she just had a bit more for him to hold. She had mischievous half-moon eyes, baby pink lips, and a proud nose. How could a woman be so sexy and so fricking cute at the same time? He wanted to stuff himself between her lovely, supple thighs.
As Hinata cooked, she waved her spatula and sang "Santa Baby." Beating her wings to the rhythm, she did a little dance from side to side, hovering over the steaming pot of ramen.
"Take a seat, Naruto." Sweetly, Hinata said to him.
Naruto sat down and a large bowl of ramen was placed in front of him. Mmmhm! Juicy beef, perfectly boiled eggs, colorful vegetables, warm noodles, and steaming flavorful soup enticed him. His wife was always a wonderful cook.
Hinata sat across from him and nibbled on her cinnamon bun daintily. "So…Naruto. Today, I met with this witch doctor-"
"Witch doctor!? Those are dangerous. Don't go meeting with them." He without raising his voice he reprimanded her. Her husband stopped inhaling his ramen just to scold her. His eyes were demanding and authoritative. What a bully! Always bossing me around! I'll show him! Hinata raged.
"Well! I was about to get to that. Let meet her together, we have an appointment eight o'clock Monday. Her name is Kurenai Yuhi. Kindest witch I have ever met...Anyways there this potion called Quadruple B. It helps fairies get pregnant." Excitedly Hinata talked, while Naruto closed his eyes and enjoyed his ramen.
But at his wife's speech, his eyes shot open. "You're going to take a potion from a witch? You could die. Don't do it, Hinata. I don't trust witches."
"She's not like other witches, though." Hinata protested.
"Don't you watch TV? That's what all the princesses say before they get tricked by a witch." Naruto clawed his hand at her humorously. He was joking with her; he wasn't taking this proposition seriously at all.
"Well, this is real life not TV. Give the witch a chance." Grumpily, Hinata sat up in her chair.
Reaching across the small table, he brushed a stray curl out of her face.
"Hinata, I'm just worried for you. We've tried to have a baby so many times. I don't want you to get hurt." Exasperatedly, he sighed.
"Fine, I'll give it a rest." Hinata relented, her shoulders shrunk. Hinata couldn't argue with him when he was so tender to her. I'll let him finish his ramen first. He'll come around.
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"Wash the dishes, Naruto." Hinata ordered.
Naruto was surprised, but he complied. Usually his wife would be so eager to please him, she would do the dishes herself. Walking over to the sink, Naruto carried his empty bowl and used silverware. He lowered the dishes in the sink and began cleaning them.
Soft, supple hands snuck under his sweater. The cold air made Naruto's flesh more sensitive. He paid attention to prevent the fragile dishes from falling and breaking. Hinata was making his work hard. Her elegant fingers circled around his navel and trailed up to tweak his nipple. Each of his nipples were pinched between the fingers of her hands. Her two hands were messaging his breast tissue. Nipples were not the only thing that became erect from Hinata's ministrations. Friction began to build in Naruto's pants as his cock became erect.
"Uhn." Naruto groaned. He leaned his chest into her hands.
Hinata placed her cheek against his back. Tiptoeing, Hinata gave him a kiss on the neck.
"Let's try something new tonight." The beautiful godfairy whispered into her male's ear.
Gaping at the mouth, Naruto nodded mindlessly. The mischievous female had him wrapped around her elegant little finger.
Hinata continued to embrace her husband. Her fingers began to trail lower. Hinata shifted so that she stood perpendicular to him, his strong left leg were between hers. Naruto continued to face forward towards the sink and wash the dishes. Standing 6 feet and 4 inches, Naruto had to bend over the sink. Hinata fussed at his left earlobe. Erogenous flesh was being swirled around by her skilled tongue.
As she teased his sensitive flesh, his breathing was now coming out in heavy pants. With one hand, Hinata messaged the inside of Naruto's thigh. His cock hardened and twitched. With another hand, Hinata unzipped his pants, but left his belt still buckled. Prying his boxers down, she freed his member. Naruto's cock was jutting out of his pants, but surrounded by offending fabric. Quickly, Naruto dried the dishes. He needed to be inside his wife, now.
Running her index finger along his shaft, Hinata teased him, "Someone's happy to see me."
With glazed eyes, Naruto worked out a pained "Yes."
"Well, you did a great job with the dishes. Time for your reward, sweetheart. Come this way." Hooking her finger in his belt notch, Hinata lead the way to their bedroom. Sapphire wings behind her batted slowly, and her feet hovered inches off the stone floor. Her lovely naked arse and hourglass figure was bare for him to see from behind.
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Strong wooden beams held up their stone cabin. Naruto had built the beautiful home himself. Sturdy detailed cherry wood furniture decorated the room. They had merry red curtains and bed drapings. Naruto pushed Hinata onto the hefty bed, and prepared to ride her like a reindeer. Crawling towards her, Naruto was about to go in for the kill.
Abruptly, her red high-heels pushed against his forehead. She stopped him where he sat. "No! If you want any sugar tonight, we're going to do things my way. You have to do as I say."
Surprise stunned his face. The last time Naruto had ever seen Hinata act his bossy, she was five years old.
"Okay?" Confused, Naruto threaded carefully with his wife.
"Alright…well, I want your clothes off. And I want you to lie on the bed." Hesitating a bit, Hinata ordered him.
Stripping himself of winter clothes, Naruto laid down on the bed. It's cold in here!
All of a sudden, Hinata pulled out white fuzzy handcuffs out of the leather trunk at the foot of the bed. When the hell did they get handcuffs!? Hinata what did that witch doctor do to you!?
"Alright, I'm going to handcuff you now. This is so naughty!" Waving her open hand as if she expected him to hand over his arm and be handcuffed, Hinata giggled.
"Is this necessary? We can always do things the old-fashioned way." Naruto plead. No! Hinata refused to be fucked missionary style-that had been all they've done for the last 480 years of marriage. Nope! Tonight, she was going to have some fun.
"Fine, suit yourself. I'm going to go sleep on the sofa, then." Hinata said, nonchalant. Silky hair cascaded out of her bun as she arched her slender neck in boredom. She was elegance itself. With his cock raging and erect, Naruto would do anything to have her tonight.
"Okay, okay! Here, you can be on top tonight. Go ahead and handcuff me, crazy lady." Naruto laid his arms out on either side of himself, like he was about to be nailed to a cross. Hinata used one pair of handcuffs to bound his right arm to the right bedpost. She used another pair to bind his left arm to the left bedpost.
Naruto let out a little bit of magic, just to see if he could break her stupid handcuffs. Zap! Electric chakra that he released came right back to shock him.
"You crafted these with mirror metal? This is overkill!" Naruto exclaimed.
Anything for me to have children. Hinata thought.
Mirror metal was enchanted with strong troll magic. Whatever spells its victim used would be reflected back at them. It was nearly impossible to break out of mirror metal. In addition, Naruto began to feel the handcuffs drain the magic and strength out of his body.
"Well, you wait right there. Okay, Naruto? I have a surprise for you!" Animatedly, Hinata said this with a smile. Her wings batted eagerly, like she was about get a promotion. Naruto hated surprises, his wife loved them.
Rushing to the washroom, Hinata put on the corset she bought the human people's market. It was lovely. It was bright red with a hint of orange, Christmas Crimson. Wire ran up and down her body, it made shapes that highlighted her full hourglass figure. The top was laced with dark blood red thread, the trim was satin. The bottom of the corset was straight-cut and stopped at her voluptuous hips. The top of the corset was heart shaped, each arch of the heart rested over one of her perky boobies.
Tying her ponytail with a crimson ribbon, Hinata finished her look. Perfect. Christmas red was Naruto's favorite color.
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