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The Secret Technique	By : MathiasBlue Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 105768 -:- Recommendations : 17 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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“Hello” people speaking
‘Hello’ people thinking
“Hello” biiju talking
‘Hello’ biiju thinking
Chapter 16
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Naruto felt tired. He'd originally been numb, but events had finally caught up with him and he'd been forced to deal with it.
Just a few weeks ago he'd felt like everything was slowly coming up lucky. His revised Hirashin had worked exactly like he'd meant it to. He had finally gotten to start spending time with Mebuki-sensei again, meeting up with her at least every other day or so simply to talk, and if she felt up to it, a little fun. He'd placed his Collar seal on Hinata Hyuuga, and had been woken up more than a few times by the girl sneaking into his apartment to service him, or had come back from training to find her cooking a meal for him ready.
Then everything seemed to go downhill.
At first it was alright, after he'd returned with the border resupply group, Kakashi had pulled him aside and started teaching him how to combine his chakra nature with the Rasengan. The idea of the already powerful technique becoming even stronger had been terrifying yet exciting to contemplate. The sheer amount of chakra it required was staggering even to him and when he finally completed it, it felt like he was carrying a boulder in the palm of his hand when he used it.
Then Hidan and Kakuzu had happened. Before his technique was finished Team 10 suffered the loss of Asuma-sensei. He'd liked the older man, he took things seriously but like his Father, he knew that there was a time to relax too. The moment he'd finished the Rasenshuriken he'd gone with Team Yamato to back up Kakashi and Team 10 in their revenge.
Even after that, things simply didn't slow down.
Jiraiya had died, while infiltrating Amegakure, fighting the head of the Akatsuki. For all of their occasional differences, the man had been one of his best friends and was an amazing Sensei. He had always seemed so invincible but then he was simply gone. As a result he'd gone to train with the Toads in order to become a Sage himself, both to become stronger and so that he could feel a little closer to Jiraiya again.
If that had been it, if things had calmed down after that then maybe he would have felt a little less exhausted but then the biggest disaster to happen since the Kyuubi attack had happened.
Pain had attacked the village looking for him.
He'd returned to see his home reduced to a smoking crater, all because of one man who'd been granted too much power. For all of Naruto's occasional bragging of his strength, he'd been utterly terrified when going up against the man, only a grim determination pushing him forward. They had fought fiercely but Naruto had fallen and had been preparing for death when Hinata had saved him. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to love her the way she loved him, but when Pain...killed her, Naruto knew for sure she was definitely one of his most precious people.
For a moment he'd lost his mind.
The Kyuubi took over and Naruto nearly let it loose in his grief, only to be stopped by the Yondaime. His Father. Who had apparently been sealed inside of him since his birth and as such knew every bad thing he'd ever done.
He'd expected disappointment and recrimination. He'd expected disgust.
He hadn't expected the man to exasperatedly shake his head and mutter “Just like his Mother.” Turns out his particular sexual appetite was something he'd inherited from his mom. Who had apparently dragged Minato into her conquest to screw every hot piece of ass in existence. Male and Female.
Needless to say that had been weird to find out. And don't even get him started on the idea of his Father being bi-sexual. He had not expected that of all things. Accepting his Mom was a secret perv had been easier. Then again, Minato did look a little girly himself.
He had regained control of himself and had actually managed to defeat Pain, running on nothing but guts and the hope that nothing would go too wrong as he winged it. He'd reigned in the burning urge (blood pounding like war drums in his skull) to murder the frail form of Pain's real body, and had instead explained his belief in their shared Sensei's philosophy.
It had been done in the hopes that it was what Jiraiya would have done. His hate for the his fellow apprentice waned when the man repented and had actually managed to restore the lives of those he'd killed in Konoha. If he'd been able to restore Jiraiya back to life then maybe he would've been able to forgive him absolutely, but it just wasn't to be.
Also, he was apparently THE Hero now. As in he'd had people walk up to him just to touch him as though he were some unreal lucky charm or something. The first few hours had been great, he'd been acknowledged by the people of his home as quite possibly the greatest thing since ramen noodles. He'd been asked to name babies, been given a pass by Chouza that let him eat anywhere in the village and have the Akimichi foot the bill, hell he'd had dozens of women approaching him wanting to 'thank' him.
He'd be a liar if he said he didn't take a few up on their offers.
Perhaps one of the strangest things that had happened had been with his two collared Inuzuka's. He'd actually had to remove the order regarding positive and negative thoughts after his battle with Pain because they'd spend nearly half a day simply being forced into orgasm after orgasm. Saving their home and causing them to be brought back to life tended to make people think overwhelmingly positive things about you.
It was honestly almost disturbing to see the two normally tough, angry women stare at him with eyes filled with something other than hate and disgust. He wasn't entirely sure that the massive influx of pleasure hadn't broken their minds. Either way, now that he was fairly sure that they wouldn't mistreat his children, he was making plans to finally see their belly's swollen with his young. But first he had to see about finding a way to make sure his kids didn't look too much like him. He didn't fancy his chances of explaining why there was a sudden influx of bright blonde-haired, blue-eyed babies. With a few of Jiraiya's old notes along with some of the notes that the Pervy-sage had pilfered from his team mates labs, Naruto already had a few ideas.
However, rebuilding Konoha had to come before all things. Hell, the only reason he had an apartment was due to his name being moved up the housing list for his actions in saving the village. It was strange to go from his fairly humble home to a place that felt practically palatial in comparison. He had nearly double the room of his old home and when Konoha finally recovered, the view would be even better.
He had foolishly tried to refuse the apartment, saying others could use it. Hinata had even told him to just shut up and take it, though he suspected it had something to do with the fact that she'd shelled out quite a bit of cash to secure the apartment next to his again.
Konohan's all apparently had stubbornness issues.
Naruto turned away from the window he was staring out of, the sight of Konoha steadily rebuilding always managing to put him in a somber mood. Ever since he'd returned he'd had to deal with getting his chakra control back yet again. Loosing himself to Kyuubi's influence had once again had an effect on his chakra. When he'd cut himself the other day on a piece of rubble he was helping to clear, the sheer power he'd felt wafting from a small drop of blood was unreal.
Apparently according to Sakura, standing next to him was like standing next to a pillar of lightning. The nearer she stood to him the more tingly she felt. It was like he'd gone from a candle in a dark night and turned into a toasty bonfire that felt like comforting warmth against her skin.
When he did it actively, Sakura told him that it became more than a bit distracting.
Hell, his little bedroom tricks didn't even require him to actively use his chakra anymore. His chakra had become that disgustingly potent. Where before the adjusting chakra system had felt like itching underneath his skin, this time it had been joined by a feeling not unlike being draped in several hundred weights. He had simply felt unreasonably heavy for days. Sakura had forced him to sit down so she could give him a check-up after he'd told her about it.
Naruto sighed sadly. Sakura had told him that she'd need Tsunade's experience to check over her results. Shizune was an impressive medic-nin but she specialized in surgery rather than odd chakra conditions. Now that he'd somewhat acclimated to the change, he'd begun noticing that every process in his body seemed to be improved. He was faster, stronger, could see and hear more, it was unreal.
Tsunade was still in a coma. Naruto was sad about it but he wasn't worried. She was far too stubborn to stay asleep for too long, even though her liver was probably thanking her for the break from Sake.
Since then he'd been forced to kick his feet up and 'acclimate' to his new status as 'Hero of Konoha'. Sinking into the couch in the main room of his new apartment, Naruto threw his arm over his eyes and felt a slight flush suffuse his cheeks as he remembered what had finished barely ten minutes ago.
Xx~Flashback~xX
Naruto stretched tiredly, feeling a new respect for construction workers as he dumped yet another load of rubble into the back of a cart. When Naruto thought of rebuilding he thought of erecting new buildings, but now he knew a large part of it was disposing of the remains of the old buildings. After Pain's resurrection technique, even more damage was caused as Shinobi tore apart obstacles to rescue civilians and comrades who had been revived under rubble.
Thankfully for his aching back, Naruto knew that he was done for the day, and as such headed for a small pavilion that his favorite ramen making Father and Daughter had set up. It was as he was stepping out of the tent patting a full belly blissfully that his night picked up in an interesting way.
“Oi Naruto.” A lazy voice drawled from across the street. Blinking and turning to whoever called his name, Naruto was met with the sight of Shikamaru Nara smirking around a cigarette while accompanied by Temari. The perpetually lazy man shot a smug look at the woman walking beside him. “Told you he'd be here after his work shift ended.”
Naruto rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. He really was quite predictable when it came to dealing with his hunger wasn't he? “Hey Shika, Temari, whats up?” he asked, curious as to why the two of them were seeking him out. He knew that Gaara had sent a small compliment of workers to help with the rebuilding along with a few Shinobi so opportunists wouldn't prey on them as they traveled but he hadn't expected Temari to be sent along too.
Shikamaru shrugged. “You'll have to ask this troublesome woman that. She just told me that Kazekage-sama apparently had a personal message for you. I'll see you later, yeah?” he said, before turning around and waving nonchalantly as he continued on his way. When he mentioned the message, a spark of intrigue, flashed in his normally dull eyes, before disappearing as he left.
Naruto looked at his fellow blonde, feeling a little confused. “Um, OK, so what's up Temari?” As he did so, his eyes trailed over her curves, slightly hidden as they were by her black battle dress.
His fellow blonde looked at him with a serious gaze. “Do you have somewhere where we can talk privately Naruto?” she asked, not mincing any words.
Naruto blinked, somewhat startled by the blunt request before nodding his head in the affirmative. “Yeah, we can talk in my apartment if that's OK with you?” At her nod, he turned around and gestured for her to follow him as he started to head in the direction of his new apartment. As he did so he folded his arms behind his head and examined the Suna kunoichi with his peripheral vision.
Temari, like every kunoichi he'd seemingly met, was gorgeous. Her face was a little harsher but it lent her a fierce kind of beauty and the no-nonsense bunches she'd wrangled her hair into emphasized it. Her body was fantastic, all smooth skin and toned muscles and with the battle-dress it was clear that her figure was fantastic too. Breasts that looked to be a little over a handful, a slim waste, and a fantastic ass.
“Enjoying the view?”
Naruto coughed and felt a slight flush spread along his cheeks as he met her eyes sheepishly.
Temari, if anything, looked more amused than offended. She actually looked forward to her trips to Konoha simply because of how she was treated there. She wasn't the Kazekage's sister so men didn't seem to be in fear for their lives by simply ogling her. The attention was nice in the end, and gave her a nice boost to her self-confidence. When Gaara was...unwell, she had actually been rather insecure over her looks because no one would actually approach her. It was only when they had started going on missions outside of Suna that she had realized that she people did find her appealing, but were too afraid of Gaara to risk anything.
It was actually somewhat irritating. When it became clear that Gaara wasn't so murder-happy, several guys had started to ask her out. They could be as handsome as handsome can be, but all she'd be able to remember is how they had cowered away from trying anything because they feared her brother.
She was shook out of her musings when Naruto teasingly asked her not to mention his staring to Shikamaru. Temari couldn't help the irritated groan that escaped her. “I don't know if we are if things carry on the way they have been.”
Naruto gave her a confused look. “You wha?”
She scowled at him. “His own Mother warned me that he was lazy as all hell. I thought I could deal with it, maybe he'd eventually improve himself. If he could be bothered to use that big brain of his, he'd be already be a Jounin! He just doesn't want to apply himself.”
In turn, Naruto gave her a surprised look. “Really? It's just...whenever you're here you always seem kinda happy to be walking next to him? From the way your talking, I'd have thought you'd look more pissed.”
Temari rolled her eyes once more. “I'm sent here as an ambassador for Suna, Shikamaru is sent to Suna as an ambassador for Konoha. I only get to see my boyfriend once in a blue moon, so I'm happy for a bit after we see each other again, but then I'm quickly reminded why I usually leave feeling irritated.”
Raising his hands in mock surrender, Naruto guided her into his building and called down the elevator and selecting his floor. When they finally entered his home, he stopped near the couch and turned to look at her. “So what was so important that we had to talk about Temari?”
Putting down her battle-fan by the door, Temari then practically stalked across the room and pushed Naruto so he was sat on the couch and then straddled his lap. It took every ounce of her self-control not to laugh at the look of bug-eyed shock that crossed his face. “Nothing too important really.” she said, feigning a disinterested tone. “It just occurred to me that I've never really gotten to thank you for a few things.” She moved her face a little closer to Naruto's. “Showing Gaara that he doesn't need to kill to prove his existence.” Closer. “Saving his life after Akatsuki took him.” Her breath brushed over his lips.
Naruto swallowed dryly as he stared up at the older sister of one of his best friends. When he opened his mouth to tell her she didn't need to do anything, his one attempt at preventing the coming actions was lost, as Temari pressed her lips against his in a savage kiss.
Naruto had experienced a few kinds of kisses in his life. Soft and loving. Passionate. Gentle and chaste. Temari's was a feral, savage demand that he reciprocate and make a start on taking off her clothes. Now.
Naruto was never one to disappoint.
He met her with an equal intensity, steadily fighting her tongue with his own (when had that happened?) back into her own mouth, pressing his hand against the back of her head to force it even deeper. His other unoccupied hand wasn't that way for long as it found its way to her chest to roughly squeeze at her tits through her dress twisting her occupied lips into a smirk.
Her weight in his lap was a blissful torture as she pressed down on his hardness, grinding herself against him, and causing pleasurable agony to flare through him, demanding that he somehow spear through several layers of cloth and inside of her that moment.
In just as much of a hurry as her fellow blonde, Temari quickly started to loosen the sash keeping her dress closed, and then quickly slid her arms out of its sleeves so she could toss the garment to the floor. Naruto had evidently noticed the fact that she did not in fact wear a top or bra under the dress as he quickly broke off their kiss to assault her breasts with sucking lips and a wicked tongue. She sighed and moaned at the attention on her sensitive tits, cradling Naruto's head and pressing it closer to her chest.
Glancing down after breaking away from Temari's nipple for a second, Naruto glared at the sole piece of clothing that blocked her nether lips from his view – a plain black thong. Sliding a hand down over her stomach, he quickly reached under the cloth covering and slipped a finger into her honey pot causing her to gasp. He set up a languid pace, pumping a single finger, then two and then three in and out of her pussy, all while sucking and nipping at her tits.
Temari's face was flushed as she rocked her hips in time with his thrusting digits, gasping as they brushed over sensitive flesh again and again, hitting against a spot inside her that fanned already soaring flames even higher. An unintelligible stream of encouragement left her lips as she humped his hand, too far gone to care that she had long since soaked through her panties and was likely making a mess of his pants. When he started to rub over her clit with his thumb at the same time, she couldn't stop herself. She hugged Naruto's head even harder and buried her face in his hair as she gasped her release, a pussy practically a never ending river of her honey as her hips jerked and shook with the tremors of her release.
After a few moments of sitting in Naruto's lap to get back her breath, Temari pulled back and kissed him quickly on the lips before trailing her lips down his neck. When she reached the black tank that Naruto had been wearing to help clear up Konoha, she insistently pulled it up over his head and resumed her trail down his chest and down to his abs. She undid his pants and gripped them by the hem, ordering Naruto to lift his hips, allowing her to pull his pants and boxers down in one fell swoop.
Looking up from the embarrassingly large stain she'd left on Naruto's pants, Temari's lips pursed into a little 'oh' of surprise when she laid eyes on his cock. Wrapping a hand around the shaft, she silently marveled at the size of it, wondering whether or not it would actually fit inside her. Realizing what she had just been thinking, Temari blushed slightly. She had intended on maybe doing a little kissing, some heavy petting and if she was feeling generous, maybe a handjob or blowjob. After all, she was still somewhat in a relationship with Shikamaru.
But that plan had gone out the window the moment her lips met his. She had heard he had a bit of a reputation with women, but she had thought that it was probably mostly bluster. Then the next thing she knew she was half-naked in his lap while his fingers did some pretty indescribable things to her.
Shaking her head, Temari leaned forward started to lightly lick the head of the turgid member, while her hand started to stroke up and down the shaft. She committed every ridge and vein to memory as she wondered what it would feel like sliding inside of her. Her lips pursed into a little kiss on the tip before they opened to allow it entry into her mouth, making Naruto's breath hitch as she hummed.
Naruto threw his head back in the couch, tearing his eyes away from the appealing sight of Temari on her knees bobbing her head in his lap. He couldn't look down and stare as her lips slid over his shaft back and forth, otherwise he'd give in to the desire to force her head down even deeper, something he doubted she'd appreciate.
Instead he reached up and buried his hands in his own hair as she reached as far as she was willing to go with her mouth, using one hand to stroke the rest of his shaft, while the other softly played with his balls. Each pass of her lips slowly stoked the heat in his belly until he could feel his balls boil, ready to release their load.
“Temari, I'm nearly there!” he managed to gasp out, his hand gripping tightly onto the arm of the sofa.
While she heard him, Temari didn't care. Curiosity kept the head of his cock in her mouth as she brushed her tongue over the spots that made him twitch, he hand moving up and down his shaft, assisted by her spit. The sudden rise of his balls in her hand gave her the last chance warning. She hummed as Naruto moaned and started to shoot his load into her mouth, the hot cream sending a tingling feeling through her tongue. She started to swallow quickly as more and more of it entered her mouth, sending a heat rushing through her body as it came to settle in her stomach.
When she was sure he was finished, she pulled her lips off his tip with a pop and panted to catch her breath. She whined slightly as she rubbed her thighs together, the heat in her stomach having moved down south, making her feel wetter than ever. Seeing that he was still as hard as rock, she stood back up and re-straddled his lap, trapping his shaft between her slit and his body.
Naruto shivered as he felt her hot box rub against his dick, his hands flying to her hips the moment she straddled his lap. One hand wandered down a little to quickly stroke over her rear before seizing it in an appreciating grasp. There was only the slightest hint of give in her flesh before stone hard muscle flexed against his palm. Craning his neck, he pressed his lips against her own, not caring about the slight residual taste on her mouth, while she shifted slightly and took a hold of his member.
Angling it toward the correct hole, Temari pressed the fat purple helmet against her entrance and allowed gravity to assist her in slowly taking it into her body. Shikamaru's was actually somewhat longer but it just didn't have the girth that Naruto's had. She bit her lip as the phallus forced its way deep inside her, making her insides stretch to accommodate it. There was only the slightest sting which soon gave way to the satisfaction of being full.
Naruto was never one for restraint in the end. Gripping Temari's hips slightly more tightly, he demonstrated a rather superb upper body strength by lifting Temari up and letting her drop down on his lap once more, stuffing his cock back in her in one move. Despite the jarring burst of pleasure, Temari quickly seized him by the shoulders and began to rock back and forth in his lap. Due to the nearness of the arm of the couch, her riding of him was awkward and stilted, but the sheer heat of her pussy served to distract him sufficiently. It was as scorching as her desert home but was flowing with more moisture than all of their oasis’s combined.
Temari's mind was quickly starting to go blank, only a few flashes of articulation making their way out of her mouth as she directed Naruto on where to thrust to get her going. With her arms wrapped about his head, holding his face against her chest, it was only now that Temari realized that the thing she had been feeling earlier was Naruto. It felt like she was hugging a power transformer to her, sheer power only held back by a flimsy skin barrier. Every movement of his hips to thrust up into her, caused his chakra to surge, making it feel like she was being massaged with vibrating hands all over. Normally Temari was more aggressive in bedroom affairs, ruthlessly taking her pleasure from her partner. When she was with Shikamaru she was not afraid to reach beneath her and twist when she thought he'd try to finish without her.
For the first time in a while, such tactics proved unnecessary. Burying her face in sunshine yellow hair, the only sign of Temari's release was the telltale clenching of her pussy, while the rest of her body locked up as well, trembling mightily. Within a few moments, she quickly realized that she was moving, but truly didn't register it until the sudden feeling of cool glass against her nipples shocked her out of her fugue with a gasp. The gasp was repeated when Naruto jabbed his cock back into her with impunity.
Temari whined when she realized what position she was in. Her upper body was pressed harshly against the glass, flattening her breasts across it while her hands were trapped in front of her stomach, causing her arms to unintentionally frame her squashed tits. Her feet weren't on the floor but held in Naruto's hands who had them position somewhat behind him. As he started hammering into her with a brutally quick pace, Temari realized that the only thing keeping her against the window was Naruto's own body and his thrusting cock.
“Ne, Temari, Shika's a curious guy right?” Naruto whispered into her ear wickedly. He had always wanted to truly experience sex in public but the nature of a ninja village made it near impossible not to get caught as he'd realized before. These pseudo-displays served to stem off the want for it, but he knew he'd be attempting it for real at some point.
Gasping and groaning, it took Temari a few seconds to understand the question. She nodded hesitantly, the feel of his breath on her ear, making her thoughts even more hazy.
“Maybe he followed us back here?” Naruto said faux-musingly, his thrusts never slowing as he spoke. “Maybe the poor guy's looking up at this window, wondering what's taking us so long, not knowing his girlfriends being a cheating slut?” Temari gasped and suddenly flexed around his member, causing him to grin wildly. “Oh? You like the idea of that? You really are a whore huh?”
Temari was slightly confused. It was only when Naruto began talking about it that she realized what she was doing. She felt slightly ashamed and guilty for not being faithful to Shikamaru and was sure she should feel the need to smack in Naruto's face for calling her a whore. But the thrill of maybe being caught caused her already sensitive pussy to flutter in anticipation for her third orgasm.
Feeling this, Naruto began to slow down his thrusts but each one was delivered with bruising force, dragging Temari's nipples against the cold glass. Unlike before, Temari's climax wasn't quiet in the least. She arched as far as she could with a scream, while her release squirted onto the glass in front of them, covering the transparent material with her honey, which quickly started to trickle down the surface.
Pushing himself into her up to the hilt, Naruto groaned as he finally stopped holding back and began to pump her full of his cream. The increased chakra potency meant a slight improvement in all of his bodies functions, including production of sperm. As such it was no surprise to him that the second shot was enough to fill her to the brim. The successive jerks of his cock simply forced his cum out from their joining to drip onto the floor, enough to actually classify the amount as a puddle. While this was happening, Temari simply moaned weakly as the potent life-force in his cum triggered a successive climax.
Pressing his face against Temari's sweat glazed back, Naruto panted and slowly let down Temari's feet before withdrawing his softening member from her sex. Without the blockage, a steady stream of his spunk began to make a journey down her thighs.
Looking back with a tired smirk, Temari spoke with confidence. “Holy shit, we're going to do that again.”
Naruto couldn't help but laugh.
Xx~Flashback-End~xX
Sighing, Naruto looked down at the sticky puddle they'd left on the floor. Putting off cleaning it up by reminiscing about making the mess wasn't going to get it done. Grabbing a rag and some warm water from the sink, Naruto idly wondered just where Temari had gone in such a hurry after they'd finished. Shrugging, he started to clean his floor.
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“Have you -lick- been eating something -lick- different lately? You taste different.” Shikamaru asked curiously as he continued to lap at his girlfriend's pussy.
“It's this cream stuff I put on, got it from one of those shops.” She answered with her prepared response, barely keeping her licentious moans in check. “Makes things feel extra good and I thought it tasted alright.”
She'd always known she had sadistic tendencies. What she'd done to Tenten when they were opponents in the Chuunin exams had shown that, and had also shown she didn't care if people noticed.
“And why do I have to wear this blindfold anyway? I've already seen everything before, so why now?” he mumbled, more to himself than her, knowing better than to actually attempt to take the irritating fabric away from his eyes.
It was only when she was leaving Naruto's that Temari realized the complications that could arise from him finishing inside of her. She wasn't worried about pregnancy, she'd shelled out four missions worth of pay to get a seal applied that stopped her monthlies. Without them, there was no chance of her getting pregnant.
No, it was the fact that every time she'd stopped in Konoha, she always made sure she and Shikamaru would spend time in the bedroom to make up for time apart. Before that day she'd never contemplated cheating on Shikamaru. The only reason she'd been willing to do so for Naruto was due to a sense of pragmatism and feeling indebted. She owed him a lot, something she'd never be able to pay back monetarily so she'd offered the only thing she could think of.
While other men would think nothing of it, if their girlfriend happened to not be in the mood, Shikamaru had the irritating tendency to see things others wouldn't. She was always the aggressor, and for her to try to initiate things would be something he'd take notice of.
Then she'd realized that not all pain was physical, and that sadistic tendencies notation in her file should just be replaced with sadist outright.
After all she was having her boyfriend clean up the evidence of her infidelity with his tongue. With every swipe of the appendage, he was tasting the mixture of her and Naruto's cum.
Temari shuddered as she climaxed, the imagined image of Shikamaru recoiling in horror and hurt as she told him why she tasted different echoing through her mind. Her powerful thighs worked in conjunction with her hands to force his face harder against her pussy, and as such force his tongue deeper inside of her. After all, Shikamaru's friend had injected her with a huge load.
Finally she pushed him away from her and onto his back. Predictably, Shikamaru did nothing, more than content to finally be out of the troublesome position in front of his apartments bed on his knees. He'd prefer it if they moved things to the bed, but he'd take what he could get.
Fishing out her boyfriends member, Temari was thankful for the blindfold covering his face, preventing him from seeing her own twisted into a cruel sneer. She shuddered as she forced him to take Naruto's sloppy seconds, the introduction of his member forcing some of the foreign cum to trickle down his cock.
Sadistic tendencies indeed.
Chapter End.
Hey folks, I know its been a helluva long time and for that I'm sorry. In the end when things start to pick up in real life, choices have to be made over what to drop to make time for important things. Several assignments, writing for workshops and various lectures and seminars take precedence.
Assignments mostly done. Workshop, only one more to go. I'm off for three weeks over Easter. What I'm thinking of doing now is sort of skipping over the Fourth Shinobi War. With everything else, these pieces of smut could be slotted in. In the end, the war seemingly took place over one or two months. I know it probably didn't but in the end this is a smut fic. I'm just writing out sex scenes.
When I say thinking of, I mean this is what will probably happen. If I don't, this fic will probably remain unfinished for the next couple years. I did not particularly like how Naruto ended, and don't like the idea of trying to summarize it.
Its a toss up between Hinata's 'wedding night' or something else next. Thinking of finally starting that story where Naruto has reincarnated as the only Shinobi in a modern world with everyone else being normal. Not having had canon Naruto's childhood, and being a hormonal teenager, Naruto ends out turning the techniques to the pursuit of getting laid! Or I'll finally update Demon's Dreams. Meh.
And oh yeah, stuff like that last scene there? Stuff like that might start happening a lot more often and we'll get a brief explanation as to why every woman seems to be jumping into bed with Naruto from the Kyuubi. Naruto might actually get even more bastardy as in putting seals on guys and screwing their wives in front of them. Depends.
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