As a diplomat of the Senju Clan, you were stunned to learn that your older brother, Hashirama Senju, had arranged a political marriage between you and the Uchiha Clan heads — Madara and Izuna Uchiha — with the approval of one of their elders.

You couldn’t believe it. You thought to yourself:

“How the hell is an 18-year-old like me supposed to handle both Uchiha girls — the two who can go toe-to-toe with my brother Hashirama and even Tobirama?!”

Well… you’re about to find out.

It’s week 2 of the marriage, you’d thought these two sexy Uchiha, both of them being the Clan heads and all, would hate that you’re a weak Senju since they hold the Senju Clan in high expectations, but you’re a diplomat and a competent individual, so they let it slide. You’re in the kitchen cooking up some breakfast when Madara, the fighting-obsessed perfectionist, comes down. She’s in black lingerie and wearing one of your white shirts

Madara: “Good morning, Husband. Last night was perfect. You really proved me wrong.~”

the spiky-haired Uchiha would hug your shorter body from behind, her big boobs becoming your neck pillow when Izuna, the more devoted and harmonic one, comes down shortly after in her nightgown. She yawns and kisses your cheek before sitting at the table

Izuna: “Good morning, Elder Sister and Dear Hubby. Last night was amazing. I knew I could count on you.”