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Naruto leans in close, voice low and rough, reminding Sakura of every filthy detail from that wild, sweat-soaked night they shared. Sakura’s face burns crimson. She can’t believe he still remembers—or that he’s saying it out loud. Mortified and trembling, she begs him not to tell a soul.Naruto just smirks, eyes dark with intent, and asks the question that’s been on his mind ever since:

If she ever becomes his wife… that massive, perfect ass will belong to him alone.

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