Kushina Uzumaki loved her dear boyfriend Minato Namikaze so very much, words would often fail to truly describe how in love with him she truly was. But being who she was, the hot-headed redhead really could get pissed off with him at the best of times. One of the things that got to her the most about him was her propensity to ask stupid favors of her. Not because she was lazy or because she didn't want to do these things for him, those attitudes were knocked out of her as a Genin. But rather, the favors he asked of her were often so monumentally asinine and stupid, she didn't want to know.

For this reason and this reason alone, Kushina was certainly not in her best mood as she made her way back to the apartment she shared with her boyfriend. She knew that her lover was going to ask something stupid of her especially since he had been particularly nice to her all day. But since he had been so, she knew she would be rude to say no. Though, the didn't stop her from being tempted to do so. The thought of the last time she had been asked to deliver mission letters to all the Genin teams run by Minato's friends since he was running late for a mission but had been asked to do so by the Sandaime Hokage. It had been a tedious waste of her time, but she loved him, so she did it anyway.

She hated being the type of person to make her lover out to be some sort of idiot or unreliable fool, but he could sometimes do that for himself. But never the less, his naïve hopelessness was endearing to her, and his skills and a shinobi and his kind heart had drawn her to him despite his flaws. He was there for her when no one else could be, and for that, she knew she would always love him. So, despite her bad mood, she powered forward and made her way to her apartment, pushing down the irritation she could feel at the oncoming tedious task she would surely be asked to do.

Reaching the suburban district of Konoha, Kushina made her way to her small apartment complex. She reached the second floor and stopped at the second door down the walkway. Pulling out her key, she put in the lock and made her way inside. The familiar apartment was small but homely. It had all the essentials, as well as some pictures lining otherwise plane, blue walls. Walking inside, she found her boyfriend in the living room packing some shinobi gear into a bag. She knew that this meant, he was going on a mission. The hot-headed woman couldn't help but feel a scowl across her face. Not only was she going to get asked to do some tedious task, but her lover wouldn't even be there when she was done.

"Kushi-chan, you're right on time," Minato greeted with his usually happy go lucky smile.

"Mina-kun, why didn't you tell me you were going on a mission?!" Kushina shouted, her cheeks puffing out cutely in frustration.

"Sorry, it was last minute. Jiraiya-Sensei asked me to do some scouting along the country's borders with Rai No Kuni and meet with some of his spies. Just standard security work he would normally do," Minato explained, shrugging apologetically.

"Then why isn't he doing it?" Kushina asked. Her voice calming as her limited ability to stay mad at the man she loved faded. "You aren't even trained as a spy-type Shinobi, you're a combat specialist like me. This isn't something you'd normally do, dattenbane."

"I know Kushi-chan, but Jiraiya-Sensei is ill at the moment and can't go," Minato answered simply, packing the last of his stuff into his bag.

"H-He's ill?" Kushina blurted. "But Ero-Sennin is a Kage-Level Shinobi, I didn't think he couldn't even get ill, dattebane. How bad is it?"

"First of all, I wish you wouldn't call him that. Secondly, he's bad enough to be stuck in bed at the moment. Speaking of which, I was wondering if could…"

"Ask a favor of me?" Kushina anticipated, a sigh leaving her. "What do you want me to do Mina-Kun?"

"Thanks, Kushi-chan you're the best!" Minato said with a warm smile. "Jiraiya-Sensei is really very ill, he can't even get out of bed. Soooo..."

"Soooo…"

"Could you look after him until he gets better?"

Kushina's jaw dropped at the request. She thought she would just be doing some tedious long-winded task that she could get done by the end of the day, but this was ridiculous. She didn't want to be around that super pervert for weeks on end. She knew the type of person that he was, he'd likely spend the entire time looking her up and trying to cope a feel. She was sure he wouldn't do anything else however, he was a Sannin after all. But that didn't make what he WOULD do any more comfortable for her. She was a virgin, and a maiden, after all, she had never even thought about sex with Minato yet. So, you could imagine how embarrassing those lustful stares and unwanted groping was.

"Minato! Why would you ask me to look after that perv!" Kushina yelled, her frustration at the whole situation boiling over.

"Oh, come on Kushi-chan I isn't that bad. Look, I promise he'll behave while you're there. I'm his student, he wouldn't go against me like that," Minato said rationally, hoping his girlfriend would cave.

"But you know how uncomfortable I get around him, hell I'm not even the only one either. Mikoto-chan swears she felt him grab her ass last week, dattebane!" Kushina shot back, not willing to back down quite yet.

"We were in a crowded street, anyone could have done it," Minato retorted. "Look, please do this for me this once. I promise I'll never ask you to do something for me like this again."

Kushina was hesitant, she really didn't want to have to do it full stop. But Minato did make a good point, Jiraiya was far from the only sex-crazed lunatic in the village. Sexual deviance was just one of many ways veteran shinobi learned to deal with the horrors of their career, albeit one of the less healthy ways. And he did say he wouldn't ask her to do it ever again, which she knew he wouldn't since Minato always kept his promises. She sighed, knowing she really didn't have a leg to stand on. Jiraiya had never actually touched her inappropriately before, so it's not like she had any evidence to he would do so this time.

"Fine. But I'm never doing it again after this, dattebane!" Kushina said with finality, stomping her foot on the ground for added effect.

"Thank you, Kushi-Chan! I knew I could count on you," Minato replied with a warm and loving smile.

"Yeah, yeah. Just make sure to get back quick, I don't want to be doing this for too long."

"I promise, I'll be back before you know it."

With that, Minato finished packing up his things and made his way to the front door. He kissed Kushina on the cheek on his way out, making sure to give her a little bit of comfort before leaving. After he left, Kushina sighed to herself. She couldn't think of anything worse than the situation she was in right now. But at the end of the day, it was what she was stuck with and she would do it. Grabbing her keys, she left the apartment and began to make her way towards the middle-aged man's house. She had no idea was walking into a trap that would rip the innocence away from the pure young woman and shame the naïve blonde man on his way to the Rai No Kuni boarder.

Speaking of which, on the other side of the suburban district, a white-haired middle-aged man waited in his house for the object of his desires to turn up. If one were to be there at that very moment armed with the knowledge of what Minato had not long ago told his girlfriend regarding his state, they would quickly realize he was a lot healthier than he had previously let on. In fact, there didn't seem to be much wrong with him at all. It was a testament to the twisted individual Jiraiya was, that he would lie to his dear student just, so he might get to spend an extended amount of time with his student's lover. But he couldn't help it, she was so sexy, and he was weak willed when it came to beauties such as her. I mean, he wasn't planning on sleeping with the girl, just coping a feel and drinking up the sight of her for a month before her dear boyfriend returned.

It has been almost too easy to get his student to hand his girlfriend over to him on a silver platter. Don't misunderstand, he loved his student like a son. However, his naivety was almost astonishing to the accomplish Sannin. All he had to do was grown and throw a hot towel over his head and Minato showed all the care in the world towards his faking master. It was almost to take advantage of him like this, but Jiraiya was and always had been a twisted individual in his own way, loyalty and nobility aside, so he found it in his perverse heart to betray his students trust anyway.

In his defense, he had tried to find other outlets for his lust to try and ignore Kushina. His first attempt had been on the Hyuga main family member and clan matriarch Hitomi, but with her branch family guards around her at all times and her proclivity to strike down anyone who pissed her off, he knew it wasn't worth his life, even if she was quite flirty and receptive when she was alone. Next had been the Uchiha Matriarch, Mikoto, but even in a crowded street, her clan eyes had nearly caught him red-handed. He had known from that day he couldn't risk it. Unfortunately, there was no other woman currently in the village that rivaled Kushina in beauty other than them two. And so, with no other options, the toad sage had caved and set his plan to get his hands all over her in action.

After convincing his student he was ill and to take up the mission for him, convincing Minato to not take Kushina with him and have the redhead look after him was all too easy. The older Shinobi knew she couldn't say no to her lover, and the blonde's genuine concern for his sensei would ensure he would ask his girlfriend to look after Jiraiya while he was gone. Now, all he had to do was lay down in his bed, wet towel on his forehead and wait for the red-headed bombshell to show up. A grin lining his face as he felt a perverted plan coming together.

"Jiraiya, you've really outdone yourself this time."

Elsewhere in the village Kushina made her way towards Jiraiya's house, unknowing of the intentions of the man waiting for her just minutes away. She had been trying to get an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach to disappear since she had left her apartment, but for obvious reasons, she just couldn't seem to get rid of it. Rationally, she knew she had no reason not to trust Jiraiya. He had never once so much as touched her the wrong way and he had always done right by her dear Mina-kun. Not to mention he had always been so nice to her, complimenting her looks, even when her boyfriend failed to notice. He was such a nice man, but she knew Mikoto-chan didn't lie and so she was of two minds about the whole situation.

If anything, she was truly more concerned with the fact she had to spend two days with the man. And on the off chance, he was the way her best friend had made him out to be, what he would try to do to her. She wasn't an idiot, she knew she was good looking, even if she didn't like to flaunt it like Mikoto in her younger years, or the endlessly confident Hitomi Hyuga, now the wife of her third cousin Hiashi Hyuga. But regardless of the fact, she was sure Jiraiya would have no interest in her like that, not when the likes of Mikoto and Hitomi were around the village and would likely be far more receptive to his advances considering their less than likable spouses.

But still, she didn't think anything bad would happen to her while she was there. Jiraiya was her boyfriend's sensei and had one thousand and one other just as beautiful women to feel up and flirt with who he knew would actually like it. With that in mind, she sighed and managed to calm herself somewhat as she finally came close to the older Shinobi's home. It was one of the nicer houses in the village, regularly renovated and worth a lot of money which he could afford due to his status. Regardless of the fact, she swallowed a lump in her throat and made her way towards the house, past the picket gate and into the front garden which was surprisingly well kept, probably due to a hired gardener. Not bothering to knock, she opened the door and made her way inside.

"Hello!" Kushina yelled out, hoping to get the older man's attention.

"Upstairs!" A muffled voice called out.

Kushina made her way through the hall and up the stairs, making her way along the along the landing until she found her way into the only room with an open door. Inside, laying in bed, she found the form of her boyfriend's sensei. He was shirtless, revealing his extremely toned body, with a wet towel laying atop his forehead as he quiet groaned to himself in what seemed to be mild pain or discomfort. For just a moment, Kushina felt her mental and emotional fortifications lower as a pang of guilt could be felt in the pit of her stomach. Frowning at the fallen Sensei, Kushina made her way inside.

"Ero-Sennin, Mina-kun sent me over to keep an eye on you while you're ill," Kushina explained while making her presence known.

"Kushina-chan so good to see you," Jiraiya said weakly, an expertly practiced weakness in his voice. "Thank you for doing this. It's really nice of you and Minato to think of me in this rare instance."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. You clearly need some medicine from the sound of that throat," Kushina explained, brushing off his thanks as not to feel too much for the man. "Where do you keep your medicine, I can't stick around all day dattebane."

"It's okay I understand, it should in one of those draws behind you." Jiraiya weakly pointed at the draws behind Kushina, directing her.

Kushina turned around and bent over slightly, looking through the top draw in search of the seemingly illusive medicine. Unknown to her, however, she was giving a front road seat of her goddess-like body to the older man. A grin spread across his face as he ogled the young woman, taking in every inch of her flawless form as she moved from draw to draw, bending down further as she did, the material of her shorts getting tighter against her perfect, round ass as she bent further and further downward.

Jiraiya had to stop himself from biting his lip at the sight, it was truly one of the most delicious things he had ever seen in his life. Oh, how he wished he could fuck this positively angelic woman in submission, but alas she was meant for another. This would not normally stop him, but he had to admit he cared a great deal about his student and didn't want to betray him in such a way as stealing his lady love. However, he couldn't deny it was oh so tempting. She was living seduction, sex on legs as some would say. Even in her fairly modest state of dress that left quite a bit to the imagination, she was something of a sight to behold. All the being said, it wasn't hard to see what he couldn't stop his member from hardening with his thankfully tight trousers.

"I Found it, dattebane!" Kushina called out triumphantly, standing back up much to the older shinobi's disappointment.

"Great," Jiraiya replied, trying to sound relieved. "Could you come give it to me, my throat is killing me."

Jiraiya coughed for dramatic effect, though Kushina seemed entire ignorant to his barely veiled deception. She made her way over to the older man and sat next to her him, pouring the liquid medicine onto a spoon and putting it in his mouth. Jiraiya took the medicine wilfully and repeated the process several times. When she thought she had given the seemingly sick shinobi enough, Kushina stopped and put the medicine bottle on the bedside cabinet. Standing up, she looked down the sick man and gave him a sympathetic smile.

"If that's all you need I'll be going home now if you need anything else do feel free to call okay," Kushina offered. She then turned to leave. Now wanting it to end, Jiraiya thought up something quick.

"Kushina!" Jiraiya stopped her, getting her to turn around. "My chest kind of hurts, would you mind rubbing my chest with some vapor rub. I think it'll help."

"Ummm," Kushina muttered, wanting to leave but also not being able to stop the pang of guilt from rising in her stomach again. "Sure, I suppose I can do that. Lay back then, I'll same this quick."

Deciding to get comfortable, Kushina removed her flak jacket to give herself some greater free movement. Jiraiya couldn't believe his luck, having to physically stop himself from trying to touch Kushina in her tight back top. But with great effort, he stopped himself from doing so, the reminder he had only invited her for the sake of eyeing her up alone keeping him in check. But as you could imagine, there was a caged beast underneath the controlled master shinobi, and it was rattling the bars of its cage, eager get out. Completely unaware of this, Kushina took the whole situation a step further and straddled the older shinobi without so much as a word, her sizeable behind seated directly on top of Jiraiya's pelvis and rock-hard cock. Smiling, the older woman took the vapor rubbed from Jiraiya and poured some onto her hands. Jiraiya was enthralled by the sight. Never in his life did he think something so perfect could exist, but he had been thoroughly proved wrong. He was being straddled by a goddess, and a goddess she certainly was.

The older man was taking in every bit of her perfect form. Kushina was by far the most beautiful and sought-after kunoichi in all the Elemental Nations. Her beauty is only rivaled by the likes of Jiraiya's teammate and fellow Sannin Tsunade during her youth. With both of Kushina's friends Mikoto and Hitomi coming somewhat close and being extremely beautiful in their own right. Having such an up close and personal look at redhead bombshell, the older shinobi could see clear as day why the rumors of the "Uzumaki Princess" from around the continent, primarily Kumo with their lust for powerful bloodlines, didn't at all do her justice.

From her perfect face, with lavender eyes and lovely pink lips, emphasized by her tied up blood red hair falling to her ankles. Her black shirt hugging her pale, creamy body and large, voluptuous breasts. Her thin waist curved into large hips and thighs that were hugged by black shinobi shorts. In turn, those shorts displayed a lot of toned leg that seemed to go on for miles, coming to an end at her feet now folded behind her as her perfect ass was seated on the older shinobi's cock. He couldn't help his ogling, he was weak and her pouring vapor rub onto her hands only made him weaker. Even now, Kushina seemed unaware of the attention she was drawing to herself, smiling kindly at the older man.

"I bet you're glad it's me doing this instead of Minato huh?" Kushina joked. Though it was enough to make Jiraiya stop dead.

Minato. Oh, what the hell was he doing! He had his student's girl on his lap and he was allowing his own weak willpower to play him into a dangerous situation. This was bad, this was very, very bad. Why was he even lusting after her anyway? She was young enough to be his daughter and, in many respects, she might as well be. This was offending not only his student but also putting Kushina in a situation she didn't deserve to be in, regardless of how aware or unaware of it she truly was. Not to mention it also made Jiraiya complicit in the betrayal of a boy he felt was like a son to him. This had to stop, NOW!

But just as these thoughts made their way through the older Shinobi's mind. Just as he was about to ask Kushina to get off him and make up some bullshit excuse about starting to feel better. His eyes widened as he felt Kushina's perfect ass start rubbing against his cock, her futile attempt at trying to get comfortable as she rubbed the vapor over his chest. He caught the scent of her hair, the smell of fresh strawberries bombarding his senses as he tried his best not to sigh in satisfaction. Looking down, he could see through the gap in her top as she bent down and had a front-row view of her perfect, round tits. Unknown to her, she was effectively giving the middle-aged shinobi a lap dance. Unable to hold out, Jiraiya groaned in pleasure. However, Kushina was completely unaware of his desires and took it as a sign of his recovery.

"Hey, I should be a Medic-Nin, you seem to be getting better already dattebane!" Kushina said jovially, unaware that she was crossing a line that should never be crossed.

Kushina herself may have ignorant of what she was doing, by Jiraiya certainly wasn't and in that moment, the cage holding the beast burst open. A smirk crossed his face and lust overtook his mind. She was his, and it was time to prove it.

"Hey Kushina-chan," Jiraiya said huskily, all the rasp in his voice suddenly gone.

"Yeah?" Kushina replied looking up.

The only thing she would feel was utter shock, as the next thing she felt was a pair of lips forcefully meet her own.