Inside the shinobi's house, there was activity in one of the rooms. On the bed, the white-haired Amazon lay naked, smiling as she watched the blond lie down on top of her. He gently kissed her neck, his rough, calloused hands beginning to softly caress the woman, who had to bite her lower lip to hold back her moans.
"I love you," the Uzumaki whispered as he kissed the Amazon's lips. Happily, she returned the kiss. As the hours passed, the two gave themselves over to lust. Once they had calmed down, a tired Persephone fell back onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. But when she felt the blond's hands on her, she put on a nervous expression.
"Hey, calm down. Haven't you had enough yet?" she asked tiredly, managing to calm the Uzumaki, who, disappointed, lay down beside his lover and wrapped his arms around her. This action made the Amazon sigh happily. She couldn't keep up with the shinobi, but she had to admit that he knew how to satisfy her in ways she had never imagined. "We have a big dinner in a few hours. I need to rest." After saying that, she quickly fell asleep with a smile. Beside her, the blond remained still. Closing his eyes, he remembered how he had met his now-fiancée.
Flashback:
Naruto was walking behind Hippolyta, following her as she led him to the dungeons. Inside were several guards who were watching the Uzumaki's every move. A year had already passed since he began training Diana, and now he had some free time because Antiope had asked if he could give her a few months to train the little princess privately. He had quickly agreed, figuring she must have had a good reason for asking.
The thing was, he hadn't had much to do these past few days, and since the Queen had noticed this, she asked him for a favor. Finally, the two arrived at a large wooden door. Opening it, they saw a gloomy and quiet Amazon. It was Persephone, who grabbed her spear and took a defensive stance when she saw the shinobi, but quickly lowered it when she saw her Queen.
"My Queen," she said respectfully as she bowed. But just as they were about to say something else, a dark laugh was heard. The blond looked toward a large metal door secured by a large lock.
"Well... well... Hippolyta, I can still smell your unique scent. How long has it been?" Through a small opening, a pair of white eyes with dark pupils could be seen. They showed nothing but malice and evil, but then they focused on the Uzumaki. "Hahaha... Well, look at that. You've broken your oldest promise. What, is he my replacement to satisfy you in bed?" Those words caused Hippolyta's expression to darken.
"This man will be one of the guards... He'll make sure you don't try anything... Ares," the Queen said his name with deep hatred, resisting the urge to spit. At her words, only the loud laughter of the God of War could be heard.
"Yes... yes... yes, another way of saying he satisfies you at night. You're nothing but a wh—" Before the god could finish, an arm reached through the opening in the door. All the women were surprised to see Naruto use his arm to grab the god's head and slam it hard against the door. After more than twenty blows, he let go.
"Prisoner, from now on, you're under the care of guard Uzumaki Naruto. Watch what you say." Saying this mockingly, the shinobi took out a smoke bomb and threw it through the opening near the small window. Everyone watched as a strange red smoke seeped through the door.
"AAHHHHHH! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD! DID YOU HEAR ME? I'LL KILL YOU!" Ares screamed in pain as he pounded on the walls. After several minutes, everything fell silent. Smiling and whistling, the Uzumaki grabbed a small stool and sat down beside the door. This brought a small smile to Hippolyta's face before she left silently. As for Persephone, she sat down again with a serious expression and continued standing guard.
"So, tell me, how are you?" the shinobi asked with a smile, looking at his fellow guard, who only frowned. She ignored the Uzumaki and looked at the metal door that held the God of War. This made the Uzumaki's smile turn nervous. Falling silent, he took out a kunai and began carving a small log.
As the hours passed, the blond had a small wooden fox in his hands. Tossing it aside, he picked up another piece of wood to start again, but stopped when he noticed Persephone's tired expression. She slowly fell asleep while sitting. Shrugging, the Uzumaki summoned a blanket from the seal on his wrist. As quietly as he could, he placed it over the woman's shoulders. Several hours later, the Amazon suddenly woke up.
"..." Curious, she looked at the blanket on her shoulders. Looking ahead, she saw Alexis calmly reading a book. Still a little sleepy, she noticed a tray of food and water beside her. "Who left this here?" she asked as she picked up an apple and calmly began eating.
"It was Naruto. That was kind of him," the orange-haired woman said calmly as she turned to the next page of her book. "He left a few minutes ago. Said he had something to do, and well, here I am covering for him," she explained vaguely while continuing to read. The white-haired Amazon frowned and stood up. Her shift was over, and she needed to rest.
Another night came, and Persephone once again went to take her shift. Passing by the guards at the doors, she arrived and was slightly surprised to see the blond whistling happily while sweeping with an old broom. But when he saw the Amazon, he greeted her cheerfully.
"Good morning! How have you been?" he asked, stopping his sweeping. However, he was ignored once again. To the Amazon's slight surprise, though, he continued smiling and talking to her about all sorts of things. However, the only response he received from the Amazon was silence.
And so, several months passed, and the Amazon had grown used to the shinobi's company. However, Persephone never returned his greetings or spoke a word to him. Her hatred for men remained strong, but she had to admit that the optimistic blond had made her time guarding the dungeon more bearable. However, on this particular day, he didn't show up.
"..." Without saying a word, the woman looked at the door, from which a dark laugh could be heard. Frowning, she stood up and turned her back to the door. Gripping her spear tightly, she looked toward the dungeon entrance with her one good eye. As the minutes passed, the woman sighed.
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