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An Awakening	By : BigE2955 Category: Naruto > General Views: 100549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Now, when Sasuke woke up, he ran into some… complications.
Namely, the foot and a half long behemoth that hung between his legs. Seriously. He wore a pair of shorts to bed - and the moment he stood up, it ripped through the fabric, flopping down his leg like some sort of python.
And the worst part was that it was not going anywhere. It wasn’t as if he could seal it away - and it wasn’t as if he was hard either, it was seriously this fucking large when he was flaccid.
In the end, he had to settle with wearing incredibly baggy pants, and sort of tucking his member into the waistband - which left him looking odd, but not freakish at the very least.
Thankfully, he was on leave for a few days, which gave him ample time to get some new clothes that would be fit for this sort of equipment.
For now, he had some more pressing matters to worry about. Namely, the fact that Satsuki - his twin sister - had not only sucked his newly engorged cock, but had readily swallowed down his cum as well. It had been… oddly satisfying, in a way that both excited and disturbed him in equal measures.
He pulled the door open to his bedroom, and stepped outside. A shiver ran down his spine - with every step he took, his member would bounce in his trousers… and it was strange, having to go accustomed to an extra pound or two of weight hanging from his crotch.
And now that he was out and about, it was impossible not to notice the massive bulge in the front of his pants. He looked as if he had on a constant hard-on, and the bagger clothes only managed to make it a tad less noticeable… although anyone who was paying attention would see his ‘problem’ immediately
Sasuke half walked half waddled down the hall, sniffing the air as he went. He could smell… bacon, toast, and eggs. Itachi must have gotten up earlier, to cook for him and Satsuki considering their father had likely already gone to the office. His elder sister had used to be an atrocious cook (Sasuke still occasionally had nightmares about that), but over time… and with help from Satsuki… she had gotten to a point where her food could actually be edible.
… mostly.
Thankful that her back was to him as he waltzed in, Sasuke slid into his chair - scooting the seat forward, and resting his hands on the table.
“Sleep well?” Itachi asked, her voice hardly audible over the sizzle of bacon in the pan. Once again, she was clad in a simple t-shirt and a pair of black shorts… that hugged her rather firm bottom and looked rat-
Sasuke shook his head.
“Yeah,” he said.
In an instant, Itachi had wheeled around - a small frown curling her lips. Now, Sasuke could catch a good glimpse of her front, a small white apron draped across her. His sister had never been the most busty of women, but her t-shirt and the apron were simply so tight that he could see her breasts struggling against-
‘What the hell am I thinking about?’ Sasuke thought, his ears turning pink. ‘It’s Itachi for kami’s sake!’
Suddenly Itachi was talking, and Sasuke forced himself to direct his attention to Itachi’s face, rather than her bust, or her long, luscious legs poking out from the sides of the apr-
‘Damn it!’
“Is that so?” Itachi said, her hands on her hips, her dark eyes burrowing into Sasuke’s own. He shrunk in his chair, his face growing pale - she had always been able to tell when something was wrong with her ‘foolish’ otouto.
“Uh… yeah…” Sasuke murmured, his voice rather muted.
“Sasuke…” Itachi said, her voice a low growl.
“Okay, okay. I... “ Sasuke sighed. “Something happened last night… nee-san.” Itachi stilled. It had been a long time since he had called her that. “I… had-” A pause, long and pregnant, Sasuke refusing to meet Itachi's gaze. “I had a sort of dream.” He swallowed a lump in his throat that felt the size of a katana. “A-A vision, I think would better describe it.”
“A vision…?” Itachi questioned.
“I saw our mother.” Sasuke said.
Another long pause.
So long, and yet nothing changed. Itachi merely stared at him, her face stoic, until smoke began to waft up from the breakfast behind her and tinged her nose. She hopped up in an instant, quickly pulling the pots and pans off of the stove and turning off the various countertops that were previous lit.
“You saw our mother?” Itachi said seriously, sliding into the seat opposite Sasuke. “What did she say?”
Sasuke frowned. “I… don’t really know how to tell you this, nee-san.”
“It can’t be that bad, surely.” Itachi said. “I’m your onee-san, Sasuke, you can tell me anything.”
“Okay…” Sasuke murmured.
“... she said that I’m an incubus.”
Itachi stared at him for a moment.
And then, she began to chuckle. “I didn’t know you were in a joking mood, Sasuke.” she said, reaching across the table and socking him in the shoulder. “You made me burn breakfast for that?”
“You don’t believe me?” Sasuke said.
“I love you, Sasuke. But if you’re an incubus, then I’m a Senju.” Itachi said.
Sasuke felt his face heat up. “Really?” he growled. “Then explain this.”
He stood up to his full height - which was perhaps two or three inches taller than Itachi. Sasuke reached into his pants, awkwardly fishing his member out of his waistband, and then with a thunk, he slammed the oversized appendage onto the table.
Itachi stared.
And stared.
And stared.
“Wh- what the hell is that?” she said, gaping at it, her black eyes the size of dinner plates.
“This came with what kaa-san said was part of my ‘awakening’.” Sasuke said, his voice a low murmur.
“P-put-” Itachi seemed to struggle for words. “Put it away…!” she asked, looking up at the ceiling.
Sasuke complied, dropping it back into his pants, gently sitting back down in his chair. Itachi looked to make sure the coast was clear, before letting out a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding.
“I mean… I-” She paused. “I accidently caught you in the shower the other week and you had nothing like that…” Itachi murmured.
“Nee-san!” Sasuke said, his cheeks tinged a slight pink.
“... but that had to have been easily over a foot long…!” Itachi continued, as if she hadn’t heard him. “Hell, even that’s an understatement. Two feet, at the very least.” Her face was beet red, her lips pursed together tightly. And was she rubbing her thighs together beneath the table…? He wasn’t sure.
“I didn’t finish telling you what happened.” Sasuke interjected.
Itachi sat up, her attention rapt. “What else happened…?” she asked, successfully willing away her blush although her ears were still stark red.
“Kaa-san said that she was a succubus.” Sasuke murmured. “That- she knew that you and Satsuki weren’t succubi like her, but that she knew I was an incubus.” A pause. “And… before she died… she put some of her chakra in me, so that she could tell me what being an incubus was all about even if she wasn’t around.”
“And what did she tell you?” Itachi asked.
“That I’m going to have… urges.” Sasuke said, his voice serious, his eyes a blank slate of obsidian. “Strong urges to have… sex. And that with my… ‘awakening’... I’ll start being much, much more desirable to the opposite sex.” He swallowed. “More than I already am.”
“Oh shit…” Itachi murmured. More than once, she’d had to drag a fangirl kicking and screaming out of the Uchiha compound, when she had stumbled upon them trying to peep into her little brother’s room. And now he was more desirable?
“And… in the vision… she took my-” He swallowed, once again. “She took my virginity.”
“Kaa-san did?”
Sasuke nodded. “She told me that she wished she could have seen you and Satsuki, grown up.” Sasuke continued. “She also said that she’ll be able to stay around for a bit longer, should I need to ask her any questions - but I won’t be able to see her in my dreams anymore.”
Itachi stilled. “Her chakra is still in you?” she asked.
Sasuke nodded once more.
“Alright…” Itachi murmured, her eyes shifting from dark obsidian to crimson red. “Stand still, otouto.” Sasuke said. “And don’t resist.”
His own eyes widened in recognition. He locked his gaze with Itachi’s sharingan enhanced one - and soon felt his world fade into a never ending sea of red. It persisted for five minutes, then ten, and then bam, he was back in the kitchen, staring into Itachi’s sharingan eyes. They swirled hypnotically for a second longer, before slipping back into their original black state.
“What did you do?” Sasuke asked.
“I… had a conversation with kaa-san.” Itachi said, her voice muted, low, her eyes distant. “I-I wasn’t able to see her.” She choked a little bit. “But she could see me. And- and we talked for a bit. The details of which you won’t have to be privy to, but… she… managed to convince me to do something that will…” A pause. “Things aren’t going to be the same in this house, Sasuke.” Itachi told him seriously. “But I promised kaa-san that I would ‘help’ you with your condition.
“Help me…?” Sasuke asked, his eyes growing wide. “In… in that way?” he said.
Itachi grimaced. “Yes.”
It wasn’t as if Itachi thought her brother unattractive, or vice versa. They were both healthy, virile female and males respectively, and considering they were Uchihas, they were practically born to be beautiful. And both of them were gorgeous, Itachi with her silky dark hair and warm eyes, Sasuke with his chiseled body and symmetrical face.
But… they were brother and sister. Attraction of that sort had never come up - maybe Sasuke had shot a sidelong glance at her every now and then, but he had never really entertained the idea of sleeping with her. And sure, Itachi had admired her brother’s jawline, or his sweaty form after a long day of training, but the same was true for her, she had never imagined sleeping with him or anything like that.
But now… things were different.
He watched as Itachi gently took off the apron she had been wearing, setting it down on the countertop. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from the swaying of her hips, or the slight jiggle of her breasts with every step she took, winding around the table. He shivered as her hand locked around his, pulling him out of the chair - Itachi leading him without conversation into the living room.
“So, have the… erm… urges affected you yet?” Itachi asked, as she gently eased him down onto the couch.
“A little.” Sasuke admitted.
“How?”
He swallowed. “Well, I-” His face flushed. “I never realized how hot you were, nee-san.”
A thin smile curled her lips. “Anything else besides that?”
“Well… another thing happened.” Sasuke said. It was time to tell her about Satsuki. “After I had my vision with kaa-san in it… Satsuki came into my room, nee-san.” He paused. “She… felt my chakra spike, and came to investigate - and at the time I was kind of… hard.” He said the last word so quietly that Itachi had to strain to hear it. “She saw and… well… she kind of- gavemeablowjob.”
Itachi blinked. “What?”
Sasuke sighed. “Satsuki gave me a blowjob, nee-san.” he said finally.
Itachi heaved a sigh as well, brushing a lock of raven hair out of her eye. “Well…” she began. “I suppose that’ll make two sisters in one day, otouto.” Itachi said. “Now pull down your pants.”
Now, it was Sasuke’s turn to say- “What?”
“Kaa-san explained to me that your urges to… have sex… are only going to get stronger, and stronger.” Itachi said. “And… well, you don’t have a girlfriend. And it’s probably best to keep this-” A pause. “- in the family so to speak.” Itachi said after a moment. “Understand?”
“I-I guess.” Sasuke murmured. “But do we really have to do this now? What about Satsuki? Tou-san?”
“Satsuki and Naruko-san went out for breakfast.” Itachi explained coolly. “And tou-san is going to be working all day. And-” She sighed. “There’s no point in putting this off, otouto.” Itachi murmured. “I’m going to have to do it eventually… so it’s best to get it out of the way now.”
Slowly, she sunk down to her knees in front of him. Itachi nudged his legs apart, and scooted herself in between them - her head hovering above his crotch. She reached a hand forward - and with a firm yank, pulled down his trousers.
Only her shinobi reflexes allowed her to avoid getting a faceful of cock, Itachi narrowly dodging the slab of meat that practically popped out of Sasuke’s crotch, like some sort of spring.
And… well, it had been one thing to see him slam it down on the table, as proof of his ‘awakening’. But now, Itachi could see up close and personal the sheer size, and girth, of her little brother’s enormous cock.
It was breathtakingly large. So big that she couldn’t even comprehend the idea of putting that thing inside of her - whether it was her mouth, or any other one of her holes. She reached a hand to grab it, and was both horrified and… dare she say it, aroused, to realize that she couldn’t wrap her fingers around half of his incredibly thick shaft.
“Nee-san…” Sasuke murmured, groaning. His cock sort of flexed - jerking upwards against his belly, taking Itachi’s hand with it. She could feel the blood pumping within it, and she could observe it expanding ever so slightly before her very eyes, hardening, turning from a flaccid slab of meat into a steely pole. “I- can I ask you something, nee-san…?” Sasuke questioned.
Itachi gulped. “Sure.” she said, uncomfortably aware of the dampness between her legs - and of the delicious, sweet smell that her little brother’s member was exuding.
“Are you… are you a virgin?” he asked quickly.
“No…” Itachi said, after a moment.
Sasuke frowned. “But- you’ve never had a boyfriend before. Have you?”
“Well, no.” Itachi said. “I lost it to Shisui.” she confessed. “We were young… both of us hadn’t ever had a girlfriend or a boyfriend, both of us were virgins… and we wanted to make sure that we wouldn’t lose it to someone that we might regret later. So we did it.” A pause. “It lasted for… maybe a minute. I didn’t feel all that much, but Shisui freaked out when he saw the blood and we stopped.”
“I see.” Sasuke said.
Itachi smiled. “Don’t worry,” she said. “Not all girls bleed like I did - I guess I’m just one of the lucky ones,” she murmured, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I’m not sure whether you’d qualify as a virgin or not… considering kaa-san did what she did in a vision… but whatever.” A pause. “Sasuke, I wasn’t joking, things are going to change. You’re already a pretty hot commodity among Konoha’s kunoichi… and, well let’s just say this,” she said, giving his member a little tug for emphasis. “And the other things that incubus use to attract women is going to have them lining up on our doorstep. Understand?”
“Yeah, I understand.” Sasuke said.
“Alright, we’ve got that out of the way, I suppose.” Itachi said. “No point in putting it off any longer.”
Without waiting for him to respond, she began to stroke his member. She added her other hand to the mix - which, combined with the first one, just managed to wrap around his entire shaft. She made her strokes long and slow, starting from the bottom and going all the way to the top, and then repeating the process over and over until he was fully hard.
Itachi couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips at the sight of Sasuke’s fully erect member. It was mighty indeed, at least twenty inches in length, dripping globs of precum that occasionally fell onto the couch cushions or onto the back of her hands.
It was a daunting task. But, she knew handjobs weren’t going to be enough before long - and like it or not, she had to make sure her little brother was sated sexually. She didn’t want him going out, and having some girl pounce on him, oh heavens no. Itachi couldn’t even imagine if someone like Tsume, or… Anko, got their hands on her otouto… especially if he was packing something like this in his pants. They probably wouldn’t ever let him go.
No. No, it was best for her to do this. At least get him started, teach him (and her, technically, she wasn’t very experienced) the ropes, that way he wouldn’t… hurt someone, with this massive cock of his.
She flushed slightly.
‘Let’s do this.’ Itachi told herself.
Both of her hands were wrapped firmly around the base of Sasuke’s member, holding it straight up - the shaft pointing up to the ceiling like some sort of majestic skyscraper in a city skyline.
Itachi opened her mouth as wide as it could go and then some, and without further ado, took him into her mouth. Her lips stretched lewdly around his girth, the mushroom head of his member disappearing into her mouth, along with an inch or two of his shaft before she was forced to stop.
“Oh… f-fuck.” Sasuke groaned, gripping the back of the couch so tightly that he was surprised he wasn’t tearing off chunks of it. Her mouth was so… warm. As warm as Satsuki’s, so wet, so… oh… fuck…!
Itachi smiled, although it was a distinctly odd look with her mouth stuffed full of thick, meaty cock. She had always loved making Sasuke happy - and that look of amazement on his face, whether it was after she had just taught him a new jutsu or if she had just started giving him a blowjob, it was amazing nonetheless. A feeling that only an older sister would understand.
She encountered a problem though, the fact that Sasuke was just too big. Seriously - she couldn’t get past the three or four inch marker without gagging on his enormous cock. Not to mention her jaw was starting to hurt, from having to keep it so thoroughly opened just to take in her little brother’s member.
Still. Her mother really hadn’t been lying when she had talked about the way her incubus brother’s body would work to make him more desirable. Because holy fuck, his cock was delicious, like dango, or something like that - and every trickle of precum dripping from the tip tasted like sweet nectar as it slid down her throat. And the smell… the smell. So intoxicating, so masculine, musky and a thousand other adjectives that left Itachi with her head swirling with… with…
… lust.
It was strange, to come to terms with the fact that she wanted her younger brother. But… then again, he probably wanted her too. He had called her hot! And here he was, gasping and groaning, as Itachi bobbed her head up and down on his enormous member.
“Nee-san…” he moaned. “I-I’m…” Sasuke gasped. “I’m going to cum.”
Itachi looked up, her dark eyes locking with Sasuke’s. Sasuke felt his breath be taken away, by the sheer amount of lust, of depravity in Itachi’s obsidian colored eyes.
And then, she gave him a soft nod, a signal.
Sasuke couldn’t stop himself from grinning. Itachi continued to bob her head up and down on his cock, she just kept going and going until-
“Argh…!” Sasuke groaned, as he came, like a fucking geyser. Itachi recoiled as the first jet of hot, white cum shot into the back of her throat - but it was too late to retreat now. She kept her head down, and her hands stroking him at the base of his enormous cock as he unloaded what felt like a gallon of his seed into her.
Shot after shot of his delicious cum filled her mouth, so thick that she almost had to chew it. She swallowed once, then twice, thick fleshy gulps reaching Sasuke’s ears. The boy in question merely continued to groan and moan, his legs twitching as his elder sister swallowed his load.
Finally, after two minutes, he was spent - his member slipping from her mouth and flopping down his leg. Sasuke panted, his eyes half lidded, his hair soaked with sweat.
Itachi let out a moan, opening her mouth. She had swallowed as much as she could, but globs of his cum had stuck to her teeth, strings of it running across the top of her mouth to her tongue. She couldn’t even talk, her tongue swirling about her warm cavern, attempting to clear out of the blockages of jizz.
Eventually, she managed. ‘Fuck,’ she thought, Itachi groaning outwardly. “You taste delicious, otouto.”
“Thanks…” Sasuke said, flushing slightly.
They stared at each other for a long moment, Sasuke basking in the afterglow of that terrific blowjob, and Itachi shivering as his seed swirled around in her belly.
“So…”
“So…”
Sasuke swallowed. “I… promised Kakashi that I would meet up with him for a bit of training.” he said.
“Ah,” Itachi said. “I see. When will you be home?”
“In a few hours.” Sasuke said.
Itachi took a deep breath. “We’re going to have to go further than that eventually.” she said, after a moment. “And… my point still stands. There’s no reason for us to put it off. You want me, I want you-” Sasuke flushed once more at her words. “- and unfortunately, we have to make sure your libido doesn’t get out of hand.” She put a hand on Sasuke’s thigh. “I… want your first time, at least in the real world, to be the best it possibly can be, alright?”
“Alright.” Sasuke said.
Itachi gulped. “Well… I’m going to make a visit to the store while you’re out.” she said. “Pick up a few things.”
“Like what?” Sasuke asked.
She smiled. “Things.” she said. “I’ll make sure Satsuki is out of the house when you get home, so we’ll have some privacy.” Itachi gently hiked his pants back up, ignoring the pang in her chest as his massive cock was hidden from view. “So go do your training. And I’ll be waiting here for you when you get back.”
Sasuke sighed. “Alright, nee-san.” A pause. “Thank you.”
“It’s not a problem, otouto.” Itachi said. “Now, get going. Like I said - I have some things to go pick up.”
Sasuke climbed to his feet, and walked into his bedroom - Itachi remaining on her knees beside the couch. Idly, she wiped away a bit of cum that had trickled from the corner of her mouth, listening keenly as Sasuke collected his equipment and such.
As he walked back into the living room, he cast a glance at her - his face turned red, and then he hurried out of the house with a hurried- “Bye!”
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He hit the ground running as fast as he could, aware of the bouncing of his cock in his pants but praying that the sheer speed that he was going at would help conceal that. Sasuke didn’t stop until he was out of the Uchiha compound.
Sasuke leaned against a tree trunk, his face ashen.
‘This is insane.’ he thought. In one day, he’d not only fucked his mother - even if it was technically in a dream - but he’d watched both of his sisters, younger and elder, suck his cock and gulp down his cum by the quart. Never, in his relatively short life, had he ever imagined something of that sort happening.
Even now… even now, he could see the glossy look in Itachi’s eyes as she swallowed his seed. Or the cute noises that Satsuki made as she gagged on his enormous cock.
It took every ounce of willpower that he possessed to ensure that he didn’t get another hardon. And even then, his cock rose slightly, straining against the fabric of his pants.
Sasuke swallowed. “Let’s just get this over with,” he told himself, rubbing his forehead. “Get home… and… enjoy- get through Itachi’s surprise.” He composed himself for a moment. He ran a hand through his hair - checked both ways to ensure the coast was clear, before readjusting his member in his pants to make the bulge in them near non-existent. He’d probably need some tape, or a holster or something to keep the thing from flopping about whenever he fought or sparred.
Thankfully, his training session with Kakashi didn’t require that much in the way of moving.
The silver haired jounin merely had him practice a few Doton techniques that he’d been helping Sasuke to learn - a useful technique, as Doton and Katon could often be combined to devastating effect. He’d had Sasuke copy the jutsu with his sharingan, and then perform them over and over them again… interspersed with occasion Doton elemental training, which involved attempting to mold a pile of mud into a perfect sphere.
After an hour and a half - in which Sasuke managed to completely exhaust himself, his hair sweaty, his clothes covered in dirt - Kakashi dismissed him. “Maybe have a lie in,” Kakashi had added, as Sasuke had staggered to his feet. “You seem a little under the weather.”
“That’s an understatement.” Sasuke grumbled.
“Another thing,” Kakashi said. “I need you to deliver a letter for me.”
“I’m not your fucking courier.” Sasuke growled.
“No…” Kakashi said. “But I’m your sensei. And, I suppose I could talk to Tsunade-sama about ensuring you’re put on D-ranks for-”
“Fine.” Sasuke cut in with a snarl. “What the fuck do you want me to deliver?”
“A status report to Naruko’s mother.” Kakashi said. “Kushina-san asked me to provide her copies of whenever I’ve had to write Naruko up.” he said lightly. “I wonder what she’s going to say when she finds out about Naruko’s latest prank.”
Sasuke sighed. “I’m going to wash off in the river.” he said. “But then I’ll deliver your letter.”
“I knew I could count on you.” Kakashi said. He shot Sasuke a smile - at least, Sasuke thought he did, his lone eye curled up in a way that made it seem as if he was smiling. Kakashi withdrew a small scroll from a pouch, tossed it to Sasuke, and then promptly disappeared in a poof of smoke.
True to his word, Sasuke made sure to clean off first. Once he was sure Kakashi was away - he stripped down to his boxers. Wading into the river, he dunked his clothes vigorously into the crystal clear water, soaking them thoroughly. Then, he dove into the water as well, cleaning every pore of his body.
After about ten minutes, he climbed out of the river, clutching his dripping wet clothes to his chest. He spread them out on the grass. Itachi had taught him a handy technique that allowed you to dry your clothes without risk of setting them on fire, and he promptly did so - his fingers flying through the seals, Sasuke easily able to do the C-rank technique even exhausted as he was.
He pulled back on his now dry clothes, straightening them out… and ensuring that his enormous member was once again safely tucked down his pants. He snatched the scroll out of the grass where he had left it, and then set out on his way.
Sasuke knew where Naruko’s house was, having been there a few times for dinner. It took him perhaps twenty minutes to get there - considering he had to make his way back to the village proper, and then find his way from rooftop to rooftop to the correct location.
And now, he stood on the porch of the home. It was a mix of modern and traditional - large bay windows, ornately crafted wooden supports, brightly colored walls, hanging lamps lit with candles rather than electricity. There was a mat in front of the door, that read ‘Uzumaki Household’.
‘Yeah,’ Sasuke thought. ‘This is the place.’
He took a moment to collect himself, pushing his sopping wet hair out of his face. And then, he leaned forward - knocking gently on the door.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
There was the sound of footsteps. A glimpse of a violet eye through the peephole. The scratching of several locks being undone. And then, the door swung open - revealing the familiar figure of none other than Uzumaki Kushina.
“Sasuke-kun!” she greeted warmly, smiling at him. “What brings you here? Naruko is still out, so-”
“I’m not here for Naruko,” Sasuke said. “Kakashi wanted me to bring you a letter.” He reached in his pouch, withdrawing the scroll before handing it to her. “There.”
Kushina didn’t say a word, as she gently took the scroll from him. Instead… she stared at him. Her violet eyes narrowed ever so slightly, slowly trailing across his frame. She took a good sniff of the air.
“Sasuke-kun,” Kushina said after a moment. “Would you like to come in for some tea?”
Sasuke frowned. “I don’t know-”
“I insist.” She didn’t give him time to respond, instead gently looping an arm around his shoulder, and easing him into the house. Kushina closed the door with her foot behind her, leading him into the kitchen and setting him down on a chair.
She busied herself for a moment, withdrawing tea leaves, pulling a kettle out from a cupboard and two cups.
“I was young when I discovered what your mother was,” Kushina began suddenly, as she filled the kettle with water. “She was afraid- so afraid, that I would run away… that I would spill her secret, that I wouldn’t want to be her friend any more.”
Sasuke froze. “You- you know?’ he said.
Kushina nodded. “That Mikoto-chan was a succubus?” she said. “Yeah, I did know.” A pause. “But… I… I didn’t know that you were an incubus, Sasuke.” she admitted. “Not until now.”
“How…” Sasuke took a deep breath. “How did you figure it out? About me, I mean.”
“Like mother, like son, I guess.” Kushina said. “Succubi and incubi are similar in many ways.” Kushina explained to him. “The same glow to your skin… the same intoxicating pull of your eyes and lips… and- the same smell.” A pause. “Well, similar. Mikoto’s had a more feminine edge to it, while your smell is a bit more masculine.” As the tea began to heat up, Kushina slid into the seat opposite Sasuke, a soft smile on her face. “I’m going to assume that you awakened very recently.”
Sasuke heaved a sigh. “Last night.”
“I see.” Kushina said. “Did Mikoto tell Fugaku about it? And did he tell you-”
“No, no, no.” Sasuke said. “She put a bit of her chakra in me, before she died… so that she could tell me what being an incubus was all about, even if she were dead, or just wasn’t around.”
“Interesting.” Kushina said, her smile straining slightly. “I wonder why Mikoto decided not to tell me that you were an incubus…” she mused silently. “But, she had her reasons I suppose.”
“So… you knew that my mother was a succubus?” Sasuke asked.
Kushina nodded. “Like I said, she told me when she was fourteen.” Kushina said. “About a month or two after she awakened herself. I’d noticed the changes… the way the boys were attracted to Mikoto-chan more so than usual, the way she walked, the way… other things developed.” She giggled lecherously. “And she decided to enlist my help.”
“What?” Sasuke said.
“Well, she loved your father very, very much.” Kushina said. “I couldn’t tell you why - Fugaku was always a bit of a bore to me. But… love him she did. But succubi have incredible urges, and Fugaku simply wasn’t around enough to sate them entirely. So… when Fugaku was at work, and Minato was off on a mission… Mikoto and I would meet up and… erm… ‘sate her urges’.”
“Oh…” Sasuke said.
Kushina grinned. “Some would call it cheating… but I think of it more as helping out a friend.” she said. “Of course, you’re here now. And those same urges are going to come to you, Sasuke-kun. Mikoto was able to resist for a while… but it’ll get tougher, and tougher. And I’ve heard that incubi have a much tougher time of it than succubi do.”
“What’s your point?” Sasuke asked.
Kushina pursed her lips together. “Always so impatient!” she said, reaching across the table, slapping his hand playfully. “But… I’m here for you, Sasuke-kun.” Kushina said.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “As in…?”
“Well… my husband’s been dead for… wow… going on nearly two decades.” Kushina said. “Minato was the love of my life - but dildos and vibrators can only do so much for a girl.” Again, she grinned lecherously. “Whenever life gets a little too ‘hard’ for you Sasuke-kun, pun totally intended, don’t be afraid to stop by.”
Okay.
Okay.
Kushina was one of, if not the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Flowing, luscious red hair. Curves that nearly every woman would kill for. Plump and perky breasts, and a round and firm ass that looked perfectly smackable.
And she had just basically told him to come over, and fuck her anytime he wanted.
“I need to go.” Sasuke said hurriedly, standing up. His hardon was fast approaching - and fuck, he needed to get out of here. It was Naruko’s mom for kami’s sake, he couldn’t- fuck!
Kushina frowned. “I didn’t scare you, did I, Sasuke-kun?” she asked.
“No- I just… I need some time to think.” Sasuke said. He needed to think. Think! Ever since he had gotten these new powers, it had been one thing after the other, Mikoto, Satsuki, Itachi, and now Kushina… fuck, fuck, fuck! His head was whirling.
“But your tea!” Kushina said.
But her words fell on deaf ears. At a quick pace, Sasuke strode out of the house, zooming out of the door and closing it behind him.
He darted through crowds of people, uncaring of the bystanders that he nearly bulldozed over. Eventually, he made it to a safe place, an isolated clearing where he had used to watch Itachi train when he had been younger. Even now, target boards were still fastened to the various trees, and rusted and dull kunai littered the floor.
Sasuke fell against a tree, his face red.
This whole thing had been a fucking joke so far. Before this, he’d been a virgin - and he hadn’t really given a fuck about it. Of course, he would find some girl that he would marry… have kids with… who knew. But not so soon. And he hadn’t anticipated this, sleeping with his owner mother, having both of his sisters blow him off, having his best friend’s mother invite him over for a fuck…
It was a lot to take in.
But he had to do it.
There… there was no going back any more. He was locked in this for life - in the urges, the attraction. What was done was done, and now… Itachi had been right. Nothing was going to be the same anymore. Nothing at all.
He stayed there for ten, fifteen minutes, thinking. Unwinding.
But, Sasuke knew what awaited him at home. He was lying if he said he wasn’t a little scared of what was to come - but he was an Uchiha damn it. He refused to back down from a fight. He would charge in, head on… now, which head he was referring to, it probably didn’t matter in the long run.
Sasuke took one last deep breath.
And then, he climbed to his feet - and began the short trek home.
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