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            “So how are things going with Mikoto-chan?”

            Naruto looked up abruptly.  The breakfast table had been mostly quiet for the past two days, and this was just about the most conversation they’d had since.  Kushina was usually bustling and shuffling around, seeming determined to be busy and on the move, her back to him while he ate until he – also in an awkward hurry – rushed out the door; for training, sex, or both.

            Now Kushina seemed to have found the nerve to sit across from him with her own plate, ready to eat even if she looked unsettled, upset, no appetite.  Heck, even now, her smile was strained and he could spot a vein pulsing angrily at her temple.

            Not at all the gorgeous face she could make when in the throes of ecstasy…

            He swallowed hard, eyes dropping worriedly, a cold sweat breaking across his brow.  He shouldn’t be thinking of that night, especially at the dining table.  “She’s helping a lot,” he stammered, a slight hook at the end.  “Uh, I’m going to do well in the Exams-tebayo.”

            “Is that so?”  Kushina couldn’t pull off false happiness.  It made her look pained.  Her hand was just about bend her fork before taking the first bite of her omelet.  “Well”—Even her voice couldn’t hide her tension.—“that’s so good to hear-tebane.”

            She was definitely mad.  Naruto wasn’t sure what she was mad at, but he was fairly certain that it was him at the crux of it.  Maybe he should get ahead of it and apologize?  For breaking in on her pleasuring herself?  He couldn’t do that!  What if he was wrong – as unlikely as that seemed?  He tried not to think about it too much, and there were many other things to ponder now that he struck up an affair with Sasuke’s mom.  O how he felt sick for that…

            His erection begged to differ.

            Bowing his head, Naruto poked at the last bits of egg, his appetite waning fast.  Anxiously, he wanted to get out the door, out of this situation, and into the Uchiha complex.  Mikoto-san was fairly adept at consoling him now, though that was likely the lust talking.

            “Hnn!”  A sound that crossed a scoff and a laugh.  Kushina really was having a hard time about it.  She continued to smile, stiff as a board, a bead of sweat at the side of her face from her exasperation.  “I guess that means you’ll be going over there again today?  Are you sure you want to spend all your time reading books?”  Suddenly, she leaned on the table, hands bracing, smile spreading in a way that worried Naruto that she was about to pounce.  “How about some in-field training today?  Heh!  I got some moves that you’ve never seen-tebane!”  She pulled her sleeve up to her shoulder – She was wearing her orange top and black spandex combo today, hair tied in ponytail. – and gave a playful flex.

            “Um.  I-I’ll think about it,” he said cautiously, knowing better than to outright refuse the offer.  It wasn’t that he thought she wouldn’t be helpful, but would instead notice the charge in his trousers if he was leaping about, crouching, or making gaited strides to stifle his erection.

            Besides, Mikoto-san had already given him Fugaku’s schedule.  No room for a thorough ‘study’, but he was out today, and she was priming for him.  He woke up this morning before Kushina even called out to him for breakfast and planned to hurry to Mikoto’s embrace and fill the warm notch between her legs to clear his mind for a fine study period.

            Kushina’s mood dampened, clearly hurt by his refusal; it actually hurt him to see her making that face.  For a woman so fiery and passionate, she could still make such vulnerable faces at her son.

            But the vulnerability wasn’t long to last.  She just grit her teeth tight, like she could chomp a sheet of steel in that smile, and pretended that she wasn’t on the verge of a tantrum.  “Okay, Naruto.  Maybe next time.”

            “Yeah,” he yelped, sitting up straight, arms clenched to his side, hoping he was nimble enough to run if she decided to fling her breakfast at his head.  A moment of cautious observation let him ease a bit and quickly bow down to his plate to shovel every morsel remaining into his mouth to leave a clean plate; no doubt she’d rampage about her food not being good enough if there was so much as a crumb left over!

            “I gotta go,” he said as he got up, one cheek still chewing.  He could not have gotten out of there fast enough, walking backward to the front door as Kushina looked up from her own, untouched breakfast, pining for company.  He’d stay, but he didn’t trust he could hide his erection from her, and after what he’d barged in on… he didn’t want to put her through that uncomfortable scenario again.  “Mikoto-san likes it when I come early-tebayo.  Or!”  A nervous laugh followed; hysterical almost.  “She has other things she wants to do!”

            Kushina’s eyes blinked a few times at his rattled behavior.  Without another jumbled word, he zipped out the door, leapt off the balcony, and sped far from home as quickly as he could.

            She was alone and lonely again.  Eating at the moment seemed performative now.  She raised her fork, planned to make an effort, but gave up with a sigh.  She looked down at herself.  Nope.  Nothing wrong.  The absence of a bra and selection of a t-shirt instead of her layered dress had left her breasts looking supple and her hardened nipples noticeable.  Yet Naruto didn’t so much as glance at her free-moving tits when she leaned over, serving him and posturing her arms.  And in training, there would be no doubt that the issue of her unbound bosoms would become a topic of concern.  She’d already planned to excuse it as tenderness – either in breast or nipple – and find some way to remove her top for him to better inspect it.  From there, using her feminine wiles, she’d slake that terrible longing that stayed in her empty bed when Minato was away.

            A resigned sigh was her absolution.  “Guess I’ll just take care of it alone for now-tebane,” she griped, getting up.

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            “I dunno.  Kaa-san’s acting a little weird today.”  Naruto tilted his head down, momentarily leaving his troubled thoughts to watch his best friend’s mom indulge his cock.

            Mikoto peppered his swollen blunt tip with small, affection kisses before looking up at him with a polite smile.  “You take after her.  When something is on your mind”—A break to lick off the beading precum before it become too heavy and dripped wastefully on the floor.—“you’re distracted yourself.”

            “I’m not that bad, am I?” he half-chuckled, scratching at the back of his head.

            Mikoto just answered with a playful smile.  Her lips glistened from her blowjob.  When Naruto had arrived, she laid out the schedule; some meditation to focus, a brief review of yesterday’s study – which had no intimate encounters when Fugaku was angrily prowling the corridors, but was a good way to test Naruto’s self-control as she baited him with subtle touches and caresses and visual stimulants – ejaculation to settle his nerves and excitement, and then an hour of reading followed by a nutritious snack and another release if he had shown dedication to the texts, and then a test that would be rewarded with a rutting in her very futon if he excelled and applied his lessons.

            They were at the primary ejaculation, to stabilize him.  He stood against the wall – her orders that he could not help remove his clothes, to learn patience as she methodically undid belt, button and zipper in succession and waddled down his boxers and trousers to get to his meaty dick – and leave her to the process.  As brief and subtle as her mouth was on his member, it resonated with the newly-devirginized ninja.  Sure, he wanted to go bragging to friends, but with a mouth as big as Kiba’s, such a brag would quickly wind up in Sasuke’s ear.  Sasuke was one thing, Itachi was another, and then Fugaku.  Bad enough Naruto was a genin and Sasuke a jonin already!

            So discretion was key, and a part of the exercise.

            “Is there something on your mind, Naruto-kun?” Mikoto asked.  They locked eyes before she dragged her tongue over his cock, letting him watch that prim mouth of hers feast on his giant.  After a brief show of her flourishing muscle, she pulled back.  “You seem distracted even now.”

            Naruto’s mouth adjusted a little, uncertain if he should say anything.  “I guess,” he hesitantly began, “it’s something Kaa-san said.  I’m studying for the written part of the exams, but I’m not learning fast enough.”  He pouted a bit, eyes turning sideways.  “It’s in two weeks, but I’m spending all my time reading scrolls that I don’t really get.  And if I put all my focus there”—he looked down at her imploringly, hands coming up like they needed an answer put in them—“then my physical training gets sloppy-tebayo!”

            He sulked somewhat, and Mikoto didn’t blame him for the frustration.  She paused the tight grip on his shaft to acknowledge his plight.

            “I want to make Kaa-san proud…  And I don’t want to let you down either.”

            She watched him, really giving credit to him now; studying.  It did mean a lot to him, and she could see, even before he started to get these benefits, that he wanted to give an honest try.  At the same time, she couldn’t help but laugh; a melodious sound that she tried to cover behind her fist.  Naruto pouted a bit more comically, like she was laughing at him, and asked what was so funny.  She gave him a sympathetic smile.  “I know you’re trying, Naruto-kun, but it doesn’t seem that you’ve figured it out yet.”  She stood up, close enough that the tips of her breasts brushed against his chest; he glanced down, looking like he wanted to touch them, regardless of the seriousness and vagueness of topic.  “But”—She reached out to take his hand.—“I suppose we can speed up the lesson.”  She pulled him along gently, him teetering and grabbing at his dropped trousers.

            “Where are we going?” he asked, noticing they were not heading to the bedroom to fornicate on her bed; not that it was even time for that special reward, but he wouldn’t complain a change in plan to calm him down.  Instead, to his surprise, she brought him to the toilet; the smaller secluded room that was just for use and nothing else.  Hardly enough room here for two people – not that Naruto complained about being in close quarters, though Mikoto-san always seemed cautious about him leaving glistening evidence on her clothes – but she locked them in together in these unsanitary conditions, and then plopped down for a seat on the toilet lid.  Naruto looked at her oddly, trying to figure out her mannerism and make sense of it.  Why come here if the study room had done fine so far?

            “I thought we could work our way up to it,” Mikoto said, regarding his shaft with gaze and touch, pumping it up and down fondly, “but it’s been said that you work at a frantic pace.  So I think you should learn how to please a woman in a space tight like this.”

            “What?  But, Mikoto-san!  What about studying?”

            “You’ve learned a decent amount already,” she told him, breath on his ticking tip.  “If you remember, the first test will be about mental endurance, and whatever process the proctor has, you’ll at least have enough knowledge to bluff for a good while.”

            Naruto tucked his lips up in an unconvinced frown.  “So you expect me to just fake taking a test?  I’m not sure that’s gonna work a second time-tebayo.”

            “The test, regardless, is about mental endurance and information gathering.”  Mikoto broke to swirl her tongue around his bulb.  She smiled up at him with a string of precum catching to her lips.  “You’re going in with acquired knowledge, just like any other shinobi who has studied for these exams.”

            “Wh-What knowledge?” he wheezed, pulse increasing as more precum bubbled to the surface.

            Before tilting her lips down and inhaling his cock to the back of her throat, she told him: “The head proctor leading this Chunin Exam is Mitarashi Anko.”

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