Interlude: Pent Up
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After reading Minato's notes about Fūinjutsu for hours, I finally got bored. It was past midnight, so everyone had fallen asleep. I liked to snack around this time, so I got up and walked out of the room. The hall was dark since the light was turned off. It didn't matter to me as my eyes could still see just fine.
A few steps before I reached the kitchen, I heard a suppressed moaning. I blinked my eyes in surprise before shaking my head in amusement. Someone was getting an action. I didn't like to disturb someone's private time, but I needed to use the kitchen. I was not kind enough to wait for someone to reach their climax and hold my hunger.
I resumed my steps, hearing the moan clearer. The lack of male grunts told me that someone was having a solo action. I got to the kitchen before I could wonder who was having a good time. Propped against the counter was a dark-blue-haired woman rubbing her nether region that was still covered by her clothes while fondling one of her breasts.
I felt wrong for seeing Tsunami in that state. She had always seemed so reserved. Her focus was fully on Inari, so I had assumed she was no longer interested in such a thing. Nothing could beat biology, I guessed. I didn't know why she was doing it in the kitchen. The empty rooms might be used, but the bathroom was empty.
She didn't make a good choice. She was hosting Ninjas with highly heightened senses. We could hear what she was doing. She was lucky that everyone was already asleep and we had no more things to be wary of.
"Hm…"
I decided not to watch it any longer. Tsunami's hand began to slither into her underwear. I didn't want the walk-in scene to be more awkward than it already was. I walked into the kitchen and hummed lightly to alert her. I intentionally looked up to make myself look like I had just found something interesting on the ceiling.
Tsunami yelped softly before frantically fixing her stance. I acted startled and brought my gaze down. I met Tsunami's eyes briefly before she turned around. Her face was beet red and her breath was erratic.
"Ah, sorry if I scared you, Tsunami-san," I apologized sincerely. "I just wanted to use the kitchen to cook some snacks."
"A- Ah… it's fine." Tsunami composed herself and then cleared her throat. "I knew you didn't eat enough at dinner."
"I did. I just often get hungry late at night or very early in the morning."
"That must be because you are still growing," she giggled.
I smiled politely at that and then moved to get the necessary utensils. I took out all of the ingredients I needed from my storage seal. I decided to make some cheese-filled and sausage-filled corndogs. As I began to cook, I realized that Tsunami hadn't left. I initially thought she was planning to wait for me until I finished cooking, but she was just curious about what I was cooking.
I kindly explained to him what I was cooking and she listened with rapt attention. When the corndogs were finished, I brought them to the dining table. She grabbed one and took a bite. She confidently said that the kids would like it. She even wondered if I was selling corndogs. I didn't. I had no time to be a food seller.
"It will get popular if you sell it, Naruto-san. You will make a lot of profit."
"I can see that. However, I don't have time to manage a corndog shop."
I might change my mind, but that would be when I didn't have to fear for my life anymore. As of the moment, this world was still waiting to be doomed.
An idea struck me. "Why don't you sell it, Tsunami-san?"
"Eh, I can't do that. It is something you invented. I can't just sell it and get the recognition for it," Tsunami-san politely declined.
"You can give me 30% of the profit each month for as long as you still sell corndogs," I suggested. "If it becomes as big as you think it will be, you may open a chain and obtain more profit."
It was quite an attractive thought. It was quite incredible to think that we had this talk over some snacks to cover up the fact that someone had just masturbated moments prior. When we finished the corndogs, I leaned on the chair and stretched. Tsunami silently looked at me, swallowing me whole with her gaze.
She looked away when she noticed I was looking at her curiously. She seemed to have something to ask. I thought about some of the possible questions. I was sure it had something to do with what she had just done earlier. She must be wondering if I had seen what she had done.
"Don't hesitate to talk to me if you have something bothering you, Tsunami-san," I said assuringly.
"Ah… I just… want to thank you for what you did for this country. I know I have said a lot of times, but words cannot describe how grateful I am," she bowed politely. When she raised her head, she became bashful. "I might not be a princess, but I am thinking of giving you a gift. Of course, you can refuse it if you don't want it."
"How can I refuse a gift from a beauty?"
"T- Then… allow me."
Tsunami stood up and rounded the table to get to my side. I looked up at her curiously before deciding to stand up. We stared at each other silently for a few seconds. She looked unsure of what she was about to do. Eventually, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on my lips. I reciprocated, hugging her waist tenderly.
The kiss went from innocent to passionate quickly. Tsunami took the initiative to invade my mouth. I gave her access and our tongues promptly battled for supremacy. Tsunami wrapped my neck tighter as she was losing. When my tongue completely dominated her, she wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed her body to me as if she wanted us to merge.
Sneaky Tsunami. I would have considered it an assault if I had been as young as my physical body.
Turning her body to the table, I dropped her on it. When I pulled back my lips, she looked at them longingly while breathing heavily. Her face was red from the excitement. Her eyes were clouded with lust. When she snapped out of it, she looked horrified by what she had just done. She was about to say something when I pulled her shirt along with her bra above her chest.
A pair of rosy C-Cup breasts greeted me. Tsunami yelped slightly but made no move to cover them. I cupped one of them and massaged it, eliciting a pleasured moan from her. I cupped the other one and then sucked on the nipple. Tsunami did her best to suppress her moan. Her body trembled in excitement. My knees were between her legs and she was squeezing it tightly.
Removing my mouth from her nipple, I gave her a French kiss. I could already feel her dampness through her skirt, so I figured it was time to give her the time of her life. I pulled her skirt up to her waist. She breathed heavily as I ran my fingers on her drenched panties. I grabbed her crotch and lightly massaged it with my palm.
"Hmph…!"
I gave her another kiss to suppress her moan. She seemed to have an orgasm from what I did. Pulling her panties aside, I played with her clitoris. She clamped her legs tight trapping my leg tightly. Trailing my fingers over her slit, I shoved two of them inside. Her walls tightened as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Looking for the bumpy spot on the upper part of her inside, I teased it mercilessly when I found it. Tsunami spread her legs briefly before trapping me between her legs. I kept massaging her spot until her walls tightened and her love liquid gushed out of her. She threw her head back and let out a muffled moan.
"That was… amazing," she said raggedly.
"Do you want some more?" I asked with a teasing smile.
"Yes!"
I massaged her sweet spot along with her clitoris this time. My mouth alternated between kissing her and sucking on her nipple. She loved every bit of it. She drenched my hand two times more until she told me it was her turn to pleasure.
"Fine. Get on your knee."
She obediently complied. Tracing her hand on the pitched tent in my pants, she pulled it down sensually. My 15 centimeters-long member greeted her. It was not big, but I dare say it was above average. I was also still growing, so I was quite satisfied with my member's size.
Tsunami wrapped her hand around my shaft and massaged it. I consciously channeled Chakra into it to increase its girth. She looked at it in fascination before taking it in her mouth. The warm sensation gave me a comforting feeling. I put my hand on her head and gave her an encouraging push.
I felt quite excited each time the tip of my shaft hit the back of her throat. She would gag and spittle would fall out of her mouth. After some time, I decided to go crazy. Putting my hands on the side of her head, I kept it still and thrust my hip. She put her hands on my hip as I humped her skull. Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head.
When I was close to bursting, I held her head close and pushed my shaft as far into her throat as I could. She enthusiastically gulped my hot liquid. I pulled my member out when my orgasm had settled down. Tsunami took a deep breath and the look she sent me prompted me to give her cheek a good ole' meat slap.
"I think this is enough," I said, putting my softening member on her face.
"Yes. It was a pleasant experience," she agreed, giving a kiss to my member.
We dressed up, cleaned the evidence, and then went to the bathroom to clean up. Before we got back to our room, we mutually agreed to keep things between us.
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