[F4GM] [F4M] Riakages whore (open to other plot ideas tho)

Hey there! I'm looking for a partner for a plot focused naruto rp, but im open to alot of other fandoms or plots.

I want a pretty even split of smut and plot 40/60 ish. With a focus on who our characters are and how they feel about the things they are doing. I am not looking for one liners or pure smut, please be respectful of that. I'm open to changing around the plot or characters as needed but if you do want an alternative don't just say "oh yeah I'm fine with whatever" In response to my questions. Communication is KEY for me. I can't trying to figure out a roleplay and my partner keeps giving non-answers and telling me to trust their processes.

I will note I have almost zero knowledge of Boruto so if you wanted to include lore or themes from that it's fine but I just might need some help with them!

This would be post fourth ninja war in a bit of an alternate universe. The cast of the anime would be all grown up now, we are on the cusp of Narutos assertion to becoming Hokage and marrying Hinata.

But something is the matter. Naruto loves Hinata but can't seem to get past an immature fear that he may never please her in the way she needs. So he comes up with a plan.

To better relations with another village, and to help Hinata with her sexual desires and her desire for a family, Naruto decides to summon another man to be coupled with the Hyuga Princess.

This is intended to be a little bit of a cuck/cheating/breeding/maybe race play and harem rp. But as said above aspects can be changed based on your wants. There are some smutty comics that im taking inspo from with this plot idea. Like i said above, im super open to talk things through and change as needed.

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The morning light spilled softly into Hinata's room, casting golden streaks across the pale lavender walls. She stood near the window, her hands clasped tightly together, fingers fidgeting against each other. The gentle breeze from the open window ruffled the edge of the white lace veil resting on her dresser, the final piece of her bridal attire waiting to be donned. Hinata had been awake for hours, her mind racing with thoughts that refused to settle. Today was the day. In mere hours, she would walk down the aisle and marry Naruto Uzumaki, the boy she had admired since childhood. The thought was thrilling and terrifying all at once.

She paced across the wooden floor, her bare feet making almost no sound, the soft fabric of her morning robe brushing against her legs. What if something went wrong? What if she stumbled? What if her words failed her? Hinata stopped and took a deep breath, but her chest felt tight, her heart pounding with an almost deafening rhythm. "You’re being silly," she whispered to herself, her voice trembling slightly. Yet the doubts persisted, mingling with the overwhelming emotions of love and anticipation. Her fingers unconsciously moved to the small necklace she wore, a gift from Naruto, the warmth of its metal against her skin grounding her just enough to keep her steady.

She sat on the edge of her bed, her hands gripping the soft fabric of the comforter as she stared at the veil. The memories of Naruto's smile, his laugh, his unwavering belief in her, flooded her mind. He had always been her source of courage, the reason she had learned to push past her fears. But now, on the verge of their wedding day, she felt the weight of the moment pressing down on her. Would she be enough for him? Could she stand by his side, strong and unwavering, the way he deserved? The questions churned in her heart, their heaviness mirrored in the cloudy gaze of her pale eyes.

The room grew quiet save for the faint rustle of leaves outside the window. Hinata leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees and cradling her face in her hands. She thought of her younger self, shy and uncertain, peeking around corners just to catch a glimpse of him. How far she had come since those days. She was stronger now, more confident, but the enormity of this step made her feel like that timid girl once again. She closed her eyes, letting herself picture Naruto's face. His warmth. His laughter. The way he had always looked at her with kindness and understanding, even before he truly knew her.

A small smile broke through her worried expression. She rose to her feet, standing taller this time. The veil waited for her, a symbol of the life she was about to begin. Her hands trembled as she picked it up, but she steadied them, smoothing the delicate fabric before placing it gently over her head. The reflection in the mirror caught her eye—she looked nervous, yes, but also determined. Hinata took one final, deep breath and whispered, "I love him, and that’s all that matters." With that, she turned toward the door, ready to face the day, her heart pounding not with fear, but with love and resolve.