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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue, Part 1
- 2-Prologue, Part 2
- 3-Part 1
- 4-Part 2
- 5-Part 3
- 6-Part 4
- 7-Part 5
- 8-Part 6
- 9-Part 7
- 10-Part 8
- 11-Part 9
- 12-Part 10
- 13-Part 11
- 14-Part 12
- 15-Part 13
- 16-Part 14
- 17-Part 15
- 18-Part 16
- 19-Part 17
- 20-Part 18
- 21-Part 19
- 22-Part 20
- 23-Part 21
- 24-Part 22
- 25-Part 23
- 26-Part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Part 29
- 32-Part 30
- 33-Part 31
- 34-Part 32
- 35-Part 33
- 36-Part 34
- 37-Part 35
- 38-Part 36
- 39-Epilogue
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Sakura emerged from the shower feeling a little worse for wear. The unexpected complication had sapped quite a bit of her strength, but she was confident that she was good to go. A flicker of concern crossed her mind. Kiba had known about the drug, but he left out one important detail about it. Did he know? As she rubbed her crotch with a towel, she felt a sharp stir, but quenched it immediately.
'Maybe you shouldn't have dispelled those clones so soo—' Inner Sakura began.
"I'm fine. I've wasted enough time already."
A frown appeared on the imaginary being's face. 'No, you're not, and there's difference between wasting time and taking time to make sure your shit's together. Remember, I'm you, so I have your medical skills. You know as much as I do that you need one mor—'
"Shut it!" the emerald-eyed jōnin rebuked far louder than she had intended. Immediately, she regretted it. She heard the shuffle of footsteps for but a moment when the door swung open. She cursed her luck for having moved the cabinet earlier and removing the soundproofing seal.
"Hey, you okay there, Mikoto? You guys fighting? Jin, I swear, if you're hurt—" Kyosuke managed to blurt out before he even got a look inside, and what he saw made him stop. "Uh…" he trailed with the tiniest of licks along his lower lip. It wasn't every day that you got to see the object of your fantasies standing at the bathroom door drying her crotch with a towel.
The brunette yelped and hastily draped the towel over her breasts and crotch before turning around on reflex. She then realized that she had inadvertently revealed her bum. With another girly squeal, she dashed to the bed and jumped in, using the covers to hide herself. Once sufficiently concealed, she looked up and was in the process of putting on the perfect scowl when she took a good look at the Golden King.
The tall man was barefoot and had nothing on but a pair of sheer briefs that did nothing to conceal the monstrous semi-hard slab of flesh underneath. Before she could even blink, the said organ literally sprang to full attention, the head peeking out from the waistband as it pointed to the right.
The green-eyed hunk really liked what he just saw.
'Damn!' Inner Sakura growled.
The kunoichi snapped out of her trance an instant later and put on a scowl despite the sudden heat that spiked in her nether region. "G-get out, Kyosuke," she demanded in a tone that was way meeker than she intended.
Unsurprisingly, the addressed made no efforts to cover himself. His brows were still furrowed despite unmistakable his arousal. "I heard you scream," he explained, "I thought you and Jin were fighting, so I, uh…"
"Whether Jin and I fight is none of your concern, now just leave," Sakura said, her voice shaking. The need in her loins was rising to dangerous levels. Her inner self was right, she thought shamefully. She dispelled Kiba's clones prematurely. Kami, if the gorgeous blond didn't leave soon…
"He may be my buddy, but I won't have him hurting ladies while I'm around," Kyosuke responded, brows still furrowed, "Women are supposed to be loved."
The jōnin rolled her eyes. "Right," she snorted, "tell that to the bawling, broken-hearted members of your hit-and-quit harem, you hypocrite."
Inner Sakura flinched.
For the first time since she met the guy, Sakura saw genuine hurt and anger flash across the man's handsome face. "Hey, you've got no right to judge me," he growled. "For the record, not that I have to explain anything to you or anything, all the girls I've fucked knew precisely what they were getting into. When I propose, I always say it's a one-night thing and that they shouldn't expect all that much emotional attachment. I didn't make any false promises to them about loving them for all eternity and all that shit just to get them into bed. They sign in for a good fuck and only for a good fuck, and I give them exactly that."
"One-night thing, huh?" the medical-nin said with a bit of a sneer, "I've got a pretty good memory. You said so yourself. I don't recall you saying anything like that when you made that proposition to me a few days ago at the restaurant."
The hung stud closed his eyes and took a deep breath before responding. "Well, that's 'cause I don't want a one-night thing with you."
A pause.
"Excuse me?"
"I know you feel it too, Mikoto," the emerald-eyed man said. "You can deny it all you want, but when we touch, there's that flush in your cheeks, that hitch in your breath... Damn, babe, the chemistry between us is so off the charts, I wonder why The Three Kings hasn't exploded yet." He smiled a little sheepishly. "To tell you the truth, I've never felt this attracted to a girl before. Every single time I cum, it's you I see in my mind's eye. And it ain't just because of the way you look. You have that wit and confidence about you. Heck, I nearly jizzed my pants after you dealt with that douchebag downstairs." He took another deep breath. "So no, I don't want a one-night thing with you, Mikoto. These feelings are new to me and it scares the crap out of me. I know the odds are against me, but I want something more than just a good fuck this time around."
Unable to meet the intensity of the man's gaze, the medical-nin's eyes dropped to the sheets, suddenly finding them more appealing than the delicious specimen of a man before her. For a few seconds, she stayed silent. For all intents and purposes, it would've been wiser to have kept quiet and let Kyosuke simmer after that particularly low blow, but she didn't have it in her not to apologize. "You're right," she mumbled just as he was about to turn back around and march out of her room, "I had no right to judge you, nor did I have the right to be so bitchy. I'm sorry."
The well-built man's face softened a bit and he nodded.
"I don't know what came over me. I'm really not this bitchy or judgmental. I suppose I was just upset that I accidentally flashed you and maybe I was just so focused on getting you out of my room."
A smirk appeared on the man's lips. "Congratulations, then," he said without a trace of malice, "It takes a lot to make me want to walk out of a room with a gorgeous, naked woman in it, but you managed to get the job done. Well then, let me leave so it really is a 'mission accomplished' for you." He was obviously still a bit hurt, but the small wave that he gave her signaled that things were good between them. "You know, this is the first time a woman had been so vicious in her attempts to get rid of me," he mentioned as he neared the door.
The kunoichi's pussy contracted. 'Fuck! The drug!' she thought before her body went auto-pilot. She felt the last strands of self-control melt away while staring at the gorgeous man's meaty buns. "That's because if you stay any longer, I just might jump you."
The ripped blond stopped dead in his tracks. His cock jumped in the flimsy underwear, the tiny movement almost threatening to rip the garment apart. He looked over his shoulder and found that the object of his desires had lowered the sheets and was playing with her clit. "Wow," he said in a breathy whisper.
The brown-haired jōnin, emboldened and disinhibited by the drug, slipped off the bed and started walking towards the well-endowed entertainer, stopping so close to him she could feel the warmth that radiated from his magnificent body. Her eyes locked on the the pulsating monster between his legs, trailing up across eight-pack abs and chiseled pecs until it landed on his handsome face. The way he looked at her with lust-darkened eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive, took the very breath out of her.
Kyosuke closed the miniscule gap, his head dipping to claim the green-eyed beauty's lips as his much larger frame engulfed her lithe form. His hands sensually traced the curve of her back before the left gave her firm ass a playful spank and the right found its way between their bodies and gave her left breast a good squeeze. Their tongues danced between their mouths. With utmost ease, he lifted her and ground his arousal against her soft and aching mound.
Both parties gasped, breaking the kiss. It only lasted for a split-second as the kunoichi lunged forward to capture her lover's lips once more.
"Let me down," the brunette asked when the Golden King's lips left her own to suck on her neck. He did as she asked. With a smirk, she pushed him hard, sending him outside the room with minimal effort.
"Whoa! Damn, you're strong," the well-endowed man commented as he propped himself up on his elbows. He looked up reverently as she walked forward to where he was unceremoniously sprawled. Her face was flushed. Her usually bright green eyes were several shades darker with lust just like his own; her lips, bee-stung from being expertly kissed. "Beautiful," he murmured loud enough for the object of his desire to hear.
"What I'm looking at ain't too bad to look at either." Sakura knelt before the blond and grabbed the hefty tool between his legs. He shuddered with needs, his muscles tautening deliciously. She didn't stroke the eleven-inch colossus, though. Instead she merely repositioned it so that it was perfectly aligned with his belly button. She, then, dragged her weeping slit over the thick column of flesh through the sheer material of his briefs. "Mm," she hummed as she moved forward to recapture the viridian-eyed stud's lips. One of her hands lightly traced a line from his neck down to his rock-hard pecs before settling down on one of his nipples. She smirked into the kiss and played with the small nub of flesh, teasing it into near-instantaneous erection.
Suddenly, Kyosuke broke the kiss and craned his neck to look at the wall clock. "Mikoto, I have five minutes at most, 'cause—"
The jōnin placed a finger on the handsome man's lips. "That's more than enough for a quickie," she said, "Let's get to it, then." She reached blindly south to grasp the flimsy underwear's waistband before pulling roughly, releasing the massive beast at the apex of her lover's thighs. She threw the black fabric aside, not even caring where it landed.
The Golden King exhaled sharply when the brown-haired vixen took hold of his throbbing fuckstick, and did so again when his cock head touched her hot and dripping entrance. His eyes screwed shut in reflex. His breathing turned shallow and every muscle wound up so tight he thought he might literally tear himself inside out. Surely if such a tiny contact could give him this much pleasure, then the feeling of being seated fully within her depths just might kill him.
"No. Open your eyes," said Sakura in a sultry voice.
The blond did as commanded. The anticipation was making him shiver like crazy.
"Watch," the kunoichi commanded, "Watch your cock stretch my tight little pussy."
Kami, the dirty talk alone would be the end of him, Kyosuke thought. Slowly, millimeter by millimeter, the brunette lowered herself upon his massive cock. He watched unblinkingly as the succulent-looking labia parted, surrendering to his rock-hard rod. It was probably the most arousing thing he had ever seen in his life. After ten seconds or so, the head finally slipped inside her love tunnel. She was impossibly tight and hot, far more so than he had imagined during the times that he had jacked off while fantasizing about her.
"Mm," the medical-nin moaned as she bit her lower lip. Her partner looked up to meet her eyes, drawn by the sound she created. She smirked mischievously at him. The well-built man had but a second to prepare before she unceremoniously skewered herself on his eleven-inch rod.
"Fuck!" they cried in unison.
Sakura pitched forward, crashing against Kyosuke's broad chest as heat exploded in her pussy. Her hands wandered briefly before latching onto his deltoids and squeezing hard as the inferno in her loins raged. Her orgasm went on and on, and all she could do was fight to stay sane as her pussy contracted forcefully against the huge intrusion, trying to milk out that which it wasn't quite ready to give just yet.
The battle for sanity wasn't something the green-eyed ninja was doing on her own, though. The ripped hunk underneath her clawed pitifully at the floor. Finding nothing to grasp there, his hands flew to his lover's shapely ass, squeezing the firm and shapely globes and subconsciously grinding her hips against his in an attempt to drive her deeper upon his member. One hand brushed her silky brown tresses from her forehead before he placed a kiss upon the sweat-covered surface, smiling at the salty taste.
The kunoichi moaned huskily as she found herself being rolled onto her back just as the last waves of her release ebbed from her system. She only saw the hunk's handsome face before he swooped down to kiss her hungrily. Her abused lips parted to allow him entry, her tongue wrestling against his. Her hands entangled themselves in his soft hair, pulling his head harder towards hers to deepen the kiss further.
The Golden King's hips snapped forward with ungodly force, pushing the medical-nin to break the kiss to shriek as his eleven-inch monster jabbed most wonderfully at her insides. He took the opportunity to lick the edge of her jaw before nibbling the sensitive skin behind her ear. Every moan and curse that accompanied every thrust egged him on, making the next thrust stronger, reaching deeper into his beautiful lover's supple body, his arousal reaching levels he had never before experienced. In but a few seconds, he had established a furious and merciless pace, and all the green-eyed beauty could do was claw at the broad planes of his muscular back to keep herself from drifting into insanity at the sheer amount of pleasure she was receiving from his skilled assault.
"Yes! Oh kami, yes!" Sakura screamed incessantly, feeling that coil in her nether region wind up for another set of huge contractions.
Kyosuke growled, feeling his balls draw up to the base of his cock. He was close. He pulled roughly at his lover so that they were now both seated, twisted into an erotic pretzel. He kissed her frantically, one of his hands wrapped around her waist to steady her as she bounced on his lap while the other caressed her left breast. "I can't hold on much longer, Mikoto. I— F-fuck! Oh fuck, your pussy is gonna kill me!"
"More! Yes! Oh, Kyosuke, right there! Right there!" the brunette screeched in uncontrolled delight. The blond hunk's hand left her breast and slithered to their point of junction, rubbing her clit feverishly. "Oh kami!" she moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
"F-fuck! I'm gonna blow, Mikoto. You need to…" the Platinum King trailed as he grasped her hips, intent on extricating her from him.
Small but powerful hands grasped the well-endowed hunk's much larger ones, stopping him.
"Cum inside me. I'm on contraceptives."
"But—"
"Now!" the emerald-eyed kunoichi managed to command before her pussy clenched around his thick cock. She threw her torso against his in the throes of orgasm, crushing her breasts against his front and savouring the muscles of his broad pecs and eight-pack abs as they went into spasms, tell-tale signs of her lover's coincident release.
All opposition melted, not that the ripped blond had the time to defy anyway. The command was like a password to the floodgates inside his groin. A split-second after that single utterance, the muscles in his loins heaved, sending his thick cum through his throbbing cock and into his lover's contracting tunnel. He had wanted to see her cum, but the sensations had been too much, and his eyes screwed shut in reflex. A strangled moan escaped his mouth as his enormous fuckstick twitched over and over. It was only after the spasms at the base of his pleasure pole had begun to dissipate that he realized that the gorgeous vixen straddling him had scratched his back hard enough to draw blood, but amidst what was easily the most mind-numbing orgasm of his life, no sting felt remarkably trivial even as his sweat entered the gouges.
The two would have preferred to have basked in the afterglow, even for just a few more moments. However, it seemed fate had other plans, as they heard the unmistakable sound of a shaky breath of arousal.
Two heads snapped towards the source of the sound and four green eyes grew wide with surprise as they found a couple of bouncers standing just past the entrance of the flat, pointedly looking at them—one at Kyosuke and the other at the brown-haired bombshell on his lap. The front of their jeans tented with desire.
A small squeal erupted from the medical-nin's mouth and instinctively hid behind the Golden King's much larger frame. She felt his thick arms encompass her, shielding her and hiding the side of her breasts. The gesture was comforting, not to mention arousing, considering the man's colossal slab of man-meat was still spiritedly erect and his movement caused the rock-hard rod to slide deeper into her cum-coated channel. She trembled in delight, heat spreading through her nether region despite just having gone through countless orgasms. It was only once she had sufficiently quelled hit that she peeked past the well-endowed hunk's broad shoulders. Her gaze went from the couple's interested looks to the unconscious man they were carrying. A ripple of alarm went through her. "Kai?" she muttered.
"What happened?" the emerald-eyed entertainer inquired.
Ryōta managed to remove his gaze from Kyosuke's muscular back and shook his head to free himself from his lust-filled daze. He cleared his throat awkwardly and spoke, blushing all the while. "Er, he and Jin had a… joint performance and he came so much and so hard he passed out. Kyoko-san had some medical personnel look at him and they said it was just a bit of fatigue and an hour or so of sleep should do, so Kyoko-san asked us to bring him here, hoping he'd be well enough by midnight."
Kyosuke nodded. "His room's that one," jerking his head towards Kai's room. When neither bouncer moved after five seconds, he cleared his throat and spoke once more. "Go along now."
Sakura craned her neck, following the bouncers' movements. Her gaze landed on the blue-eyed hunk in their arms and felt the tiniest bit of guilt gnaw at her. She didn't know what kind of stunt Kiba pulled, but she was certain he did something to the unconscious man. She'd have to speak to him after everything was over.
Once the security personnel had brought the Silver King inside his room, the blond hunk took the opportunity to sneak his lover back into her room. He stood up in one fluid motion, his balance not even wavering despite the added burden. He stalked into her room and deposited her on her bed. He leaned forward for one last tender kiss on her lips. "I'd give anything to make love to you tonight, and tomorrow, and every single day of the rest of your life, but right now, I have to go." He pulled back, his eleven-inch colossus sliding out of her quivering pussy.
'Wow,' the kunoichi mused as she laid eyes upon the massive organ, still erect after all their activities. "Kyosuke, this—" she began.
A shake of the head from the green-eyed entertainer caused the words to stay at the tip of her tongue. "Don't say this was a mistake. Don't say you wish it didn't happen. I felt it, and I'm sure you did too. This wasn't some random roll in the hay with a hot motherfucker. There were genuine emotions behind every kiss, every thrust. Let's just see how things go. If this becomes the start of something good, then that's great. If not, then I suppose that's just the way things are. But then I'd like to thank you, because even though it was only for ten minutes, you were mine, you allowed yourself to be mine, and that's good enough to last me a lifetime."
Holy shit! Sakura felt tears blur her vision. She had never expected Kyosuke to come up with such deep shit.
"Now now, no need for tears," Kyosuke said with a smirk. He looked at the wall clock in the brunette's room and sighed. "I have to go and make dozens of rich and horny bitches happy with my cock," he muttered with a smile, "See ya." He waved as he left and closed the door behind him.
After half a minute of staring blankly at the door, the medical-nin returned to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and stood perfectly still beneath the stream of water. Her shoulders began to shake and she let the flow carry her tears down the drain.

Author's Notes: So sorry about the delay. Things have been a bit hectic as of late.
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