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A Bird In Hand	By : BakaMazoku Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 15781 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- - - Tanuki are writing. Please wait warmly. - - -
Night is a time for rest.
It is a time to sleep.
A time for dreams.
With the full moon hanging in the dark night sky, and a soothing breeze that flow into the bedroom of one Uchiha Satsuki, it was something that held true for her.
She rested, slept and dreamt.
True, she twisted and turned as her dreams unfolded. Beads of perspiration formed against her skin with goosebumps.
Within her mind, within her dreams... she relieved her life, dreams and nightmares twisted and tangled, such a thing was normal [nothing but genjutsu].
She remembered as she learned her craft from growing up in a whore house. True, she and the other brats that were a result of the various women of negotiable affection had been sheltered to an extend, but there was no way to deny the reality of the lives lived by her 'mom' and 'big sisters'.
And so, she picked up little things, the way to dress to attract men and women, how to walk in just the right way to arouse those who saw her.
But such things could be gathered from simple observation [the sharingan perverted to study body motions of whores and pornography]. They could not be compared to actual experience. And certain things once done could not be undone.
Her first customer had bought her virginity at an auction in the brothel. She'd been displayed, her various skills extolled, but more than that... more than that, her 'purity' was spoken of as a selling point.
The first time with a young maiden, to guide her into adulthood, to teach her the pleasures of a woman, this was what had been bought by the short, rotund merchant [.... Gatou?] with far too much money to spend.
It had been hot beneath the lights as she stood on the stage that her 'big sisters' normally paraded themselves on for the customers, clad in robes that were far too ornate and kept in the whore house entirely for this purpose. Still despite the heat of the light and the robes she wore, the warmth that radiated on her cheeks and from inside her belly, that was entirely the work of the somewhat strong sake with a little... extra in it to help smooth things over.
The bids from the men seated at the tables before the table was boisterous as they sipped at tea and one-upped the other, until there was but one left standing with the highest bid.
He'd been a merchant, this much she knew, not a young noble lord or ninja... but those would have been rare enough in Aonami city. Merchants were the ones with the money, the ones with the power in the port city of Blue Waves. And the amount he had paid up front for her purity was certainly... flattering.
There was a gap of missing time [genjutsu transition]... and Satsuki was lying on a soft bed, it's fabric cool against her warm skin, flowing black hair spread against the whiteness of the bed's sheets while the nice 'uncle' undid her robes, parting layer after layer before sitting back to enjoy the sight of the pale flesh revealed to his sight.
He had been short in length, but his girth had been most impressive, and if she hadn't been well trained by her 'big sisters', it would certainly have been quite painful. Instead, it was a dull ache and something pleasurable instead of something slender and small like that of a [Uchiha] boy's dick that could slip into a girl's pussy without any issue.
[It wasn't true, this had never happened... dreams and delusions. She... no, he... would never... had it happen? Wasn't she a girl?]
The amount of money she received had been enough to buy the medicine to help care for Satsuki's adoptive mother, Mizuno Mikoto.
[That was Sasuke's mother... not... it was just coincidence that they resembled each other, wasn't it?] Yes, it was nothing more than just a dream, pure chance for her adoptive mother to resemble so the mother of the 'Last Uchiha', she vaguely recalled seeing a photo of Sasuke's family somewhere.
That dull full ache between her legs returned in her dreams... his mouth kissing at her neck and nipping at her soft enough to be felt but not hard enough to break the skinm the. [Psychosomatic symptoms were a trade mark of a long term genjutsu, but it was impossible for such to happen, wasn't it? After all, the sharingan granted immunity to genjutsu if not done with another sharingan or a superior doujutsu.]
Her dreams slowly changed from that of her first time, her first customer... even if her body grew more heated, beads of perspiration beaded upon her skin, and drops of liquid arousal formed in the soft folds between her legs. Twisted and tangled amongst the thin blanket, she panted as images of the friendly nin of Konoha gave her a tour of the hidden village.
She could see how they were attracted to her, beyond the spinny eyes she now had... her slender body a thing of beauty to their eyes, her status as used goods unknown to them.
Spiky blonde hair with slight traces of crimson, blue eyes featured prominently as her guide bent her over a table in a restaurant in her dream and gave her exactly what she needed and craved with the large hardness sliding into her moist pussy, even as she licked at a pink slit framed by soft fuzzy pink hair.
She eventually reached the clouds and rain...
There was a gasp...
And she woke up, tangled in her blankets, perspiration on her forehead and skin while feeling far too warm, almost overheated as it were. With her heart racing, and her fingers pumping into her hairless pussy while the other played with her tweaked her nipples, it was clear that she'd had woken to yet another wet dream [Were girls suppose to be as sensitive as her?]. Satsuki frowned, she'd been plagued by such things since her immigration to Konoha. With a sigh, she licked her fingers clean of the oh so familiar not quite sweet clear liquid.
"I definitely need to get laid." She could only sigh at this. The problem with Konoha, in truth the only real problem she could find, was that there was no such entertainment. Oh, there were bars, cabarets, but actual 'entertainment' of the carnal sort was not to be had in said village. And she would rather not risk things by leaving said village even if it was to make a quick run to the entertainment town that was near Konoha, relatively speaking.
The dangers were too great for such, no matter how pleasurable it'd be. There were bounty hunters out for those spinny eyes of hers, along with the possibility of breeding her like a broodmare by enemy villages. While she didn't mind eventually having children, being forced to do so and then have them taken away to be raised in a sterile environment to be loyal nin... such a thing, she simply couldn't bear to think about.
Thus, it simply wasn't doable, not when there were spies who might have inferred such a thing about her.
This was a situation that was simply quite unbearable. Still, could she not approach the Hokage about starting a business of ill repute with some of the seed money she had been provided for the Uchiha properties? The alternative would be to attempt to date one of the male nins with in said village. Such a thing wouldn't be truly onerous, not with the muscles and lovely bodies said nins had from their active lifestyles.
Still, hadn't there that Uzumaki boy? He'd smell so very nice, hadn't he? Mixed with ramen had been the scent of... something delightfully nice.
- - - Tanuki are writing. Please wait warmly. - - -
In the normal scheme of things, if one wanted to open up a business or to do any commercial transactions, one merely had to acquire the license to do so. It was a nice simple thing to visit either the Hokage tower if it was a business associated with ninja, or to visit the Village Elders if it was a more mundane business like a food stall. This didn't mean that there weren't businesses that required a visit to both the Hokage tower and the Village Elders to acquire the license.
Which was why Satsuki spend her time running between the Hokage tower and the offices of the Village Elders. If one saw a lack of something that one wanted, why... wasn't it obvious to see about filling that need?
And what Uchiha Satsuki was interested in was a bawdy business, one that catered to the needs of various males and females.
Sadly, it was here that she ran into the greatest issue with such a business... namely that anything that affected the ninja beyond a cursory manner needed to be vetted. This was aside from the whole decency laws and such. Which meant that any such plans for Satsuki to open up such a business would require some time to even come into fulfillment... which did nothing for the urges she currently had.
Which was why she was currently sulking as she sat at a small ramen restaurant and complaining to its owner as she nibbled at her noodles and sipped at her tea.
"Ossan! Gimme two charshui and one miso!" Satsuki could only blink as a certain blonde sat down beside her.
"Naruto?!?!?" Your response was almost mandated.
"Eh? Satsuki-chan?" Naruto's reply to your statement indicated that he wasn't too observant.
"You two know each other?" And then, there was the daughter of the ramen bar's owner speaking up in surprise at the two of you.
How delightfully awkward, Satsuki could only muse to herself as the restaurant owner smiled at the blonde nin beside her and offered him a cool fruit infused drink.

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