Disclaimer: If I could change one letter in 'Naruto', maybe then could I own it? Hmm, kinda I guess. Nah, I don't own Naruto.
A/N: I kept my promise faithful readers! You've waited so patiently and here it is! I'm gonna end 2011 with this bad ass chapter. This is gonna be a hit for all of your Tsu/Oro fans and will touch the hearts of all the Tsu/Jir fans. I've decided to take a turn into what I believe is the right direction for Tsunade and giving you guys a lemony chapter with the rightful pairing for this sequel. Then again, you never know what I may come up with so always be on the lookout for drastic changes.
I would just like to give a quick shout out to Izumi's Apprentice who gave me such great constructive criticism in one of her review's. I am a person who takes everything to heart, but I also have a clear understanding of one's intentions. If it wasn't for IA, I don't think I would have ended this chapter the way I did. Also, thank you guys for sticking around up until now. I read everyone's reviews and you all must know that not only do I make your day, but you make my day as well.
Okay, i've babbled enough, now onwards to the chapter! Happy reading!
"No matter what, hime, I will now and always love you. I'm here for you...there's no need to think, lass. Relax your mind and it will easily choose for you who you want to be with..."
Tsunade had gotten the space she so desperately and greatly deserved. She had time to clear her mind of all the things that were hindering her understanding of the real situation at hand. In her mind, she had fabricated a ven diagrahm with her son in the middle and Jiraiya and Orochimaru in their own respective circles. Sanosuke was the center of everything. Tsunade had just shed some light on that precious subject.
Nobody was to come above her son. Not even herself.
Now came the crucial issue on who was the right fit for her lifestyle now? The right fit for her needs and wants, not to mention the right father figure for her son? Was it right to try and force a relationship with the man who helped create an innocent life simply because that was supposed to be what is considered a 'picture perfect' family?
Or was it selfish to sustain and establish a growing, compatible relationship with a man who wasn't the biological father to her son simply because she felt he was right for her in all aspects of mind, body and soul?
Sadly, Tsunade couldn't implore any further right then and there at the outskirts of the village, perched on a lone branch in contemplation. She had narrowed it down to a few options before deciding on one that was hopefully her ticket to happiness and freedom. It was a plan and a decision all in one. Tsunade could only pray that what everything she carefully calculated and evaluated in her head would play out all the same when the time came.
And with that decided and done, she leapt away torwards the opposite direction of Konohagakure.
"My lovely Tsunade. Tonight is the night I shall claim you as mine forever more. You will belong to me and me alone."
Was it a surprise that she had chose to come to Otogakure to see the malicious snake Sannin? Perhaps. Mostly because she had accepted his engagement back in Konohagakure. And once she stepped foot on Sound soil, Orochimaru had appeared instantaneously. Almost as if he knew the nature of her plans; plans that she hadn't told a single soul.
He guided her inside of his underground lair, unseen by anyone fortunately until they ended up in his throne room. The jet black haired man knew exactly why she was here. He couldn't be more elated to see her. Because in mere hours would they become husband and wife.
"Orochimaru..."
He kissed the top of her satiny hand, stared mischieviously with piercing golden eyes into her own doubtful ambers. "Tonight. I will never let you go. And i'll get to wake up next to your lovely body."
Tsunade flushed gently, forced her eyes away from his malevolent smile.
"My bride...my gorgeous, breathtaking bride..."
Here they were, Tsunade, a traitor to Konohagakure- her village. Her home. All with just the simple act of being held in the arms of the man who caused the greatest tragedy and devastation of Sunagakure. The man who reigned over Otogakure and was the biggest threat to all shinobi alike besides his former alliance, the Akatsuki.
If any sane Konoha shinobi spotted them, she could be immediately fired from her job and could even have her physician's license revoked. Tsunade was committing too many crimes to count, from their endless nights of tryst which could be taken as harboring a fugitive, to running away with him to Otogakure so they could get married which could also be accounted for as treason. She was actually betraying her country just from being engaged to her father's son alone.
And the blonde haired kunoichi knew better than anyone else that if she chose to say "I Do" to this man, then all the criminal counts against her would only triple and she would be known as the first woman who committed every single felony on the list just by marrying a man who was the father to her child.
I don't care. I need him. Our son needs him. I can't do it alone anymore. If I have to drop everything just to have my baby's father in our lives then so be it.
Common sense was telling her, no screaming at her, that she already had a father figure in her son's life. He wasn't the paternal father, but he was always there for him and her, always taking care of them, constantly helping her raise the little boy that would one day become the future Hokage. Gods. What in the world was she thinking.
Then again...maybe this isn't right. If I get married to him, I can't back down. All of this time i've been nagging at him that he needed to be around his family. He'll never let me live it down if I refuse to marry him now.
He took her chin into his hold, brung her face back up until her ambers were forced to stare into her clear golden ones that were filled with pure evil. She was going to marry the fucking devil tonight.
"Angel, I shall leave you in the care of your new servants. Don't miss me too much."
"I don't miss. I yearn," she whispered, bit her lip.
Orochimaru leaned downwards and kissed her tenderly, a kiss in which she took full advantage of as she grasped his hair between her fingers. He couldn't believe the woman wanted sex right in the middle of his own lair. He had the right mind to make her regret her actions with a simple act of fucking her against the wall. Something that was starting to look pretty desireable now that he dwelled on it. And she was pretty aroused, by gods why did she have to wear such cleavage revealing clothes? If it weren't for the sheer fact that she actually chose to wear a bra today then he would already went to town on the beauty.
He absolutely hated removing excess articles of clothing. Which was why he couldn't wait to take off her wedding kimono, a garment in which he made sure to tell the seamstress she should wear nothing underneath.
"Tsunade. Don't do this. Not now. Why can't we wait until tonight?"
She refused to listen to him, latched her lips against his once more in a fierce, hungry kiss. The woman was wild and he still couldn't understand why she would be acting like this besides the fact that their tryst a few days ago went haywire because of their curious son. Maybe she really just was sex deprived and needed something to keep her going until their small ceremony. But in all honesty, and not to brag, the snake shinobi was sure that everything she would ever need would be coming tonight in his bedroom.
But if she wanted something now, he couldn't refuse her. It was rare whenever she was the one who made the first moves. Daring damsel.
Orochimaru gave in to her advances and held her hips fast in his hands, felt the slow descending of her slender hands from his hair to his face as they traveled down to his chest. She could have ripped his haori with the amount of force she used, wanted anything but foreplay from this man as she moaned into his mouth.
They decided not to fully undress, but took full advantage of the fact that he had a throne. She departed from his lips teasingly, used her teeth to pull at his bottom lip before retracting it. His desires was like a savage beast inside of him that wanted to fuck her at any second she showed weakness, but alas, she merely grew more demanding. He was forced to watch her remove her green jacket and then a white halter shirt that refused to contain her breasts which resulted in prominent cleavage.
Tsunade stood before him barely clad in any clothing except for her bra, a green mini kunochi skirt and black fishnets that covered from her thighs to her calves; her elbows to her wrists. Orochimaru never understood why kunoichi from Konoha preferred fishnets that covered only partial lengths of their body, but not their entire body. Why was the full mesh body suit created again?
"On your throne," she ordered seductively.
She pushed him lightly as an indication that she meant business and once he complied with her request, that was when she straddled him intimately. Orochimaru had a smirk plastered on hs face that she would make sure never washed away, ground her sex against his constricted erection that caused her skirt to ride up to her hips. She had on panties today, an issue that he usually scolded her on but this time he had no problem with it. He chuckled at her flirtatious smile.
"What's so funny, hun?"
"Having sex before our wedding is unorthodox, dearest."
But what the hell did he care? There was a risque, uttlerly gorgeous blonde haired vixen on his lap and he wouldn't let her slip away.
Tsunade giggled seductively, reached her hands between their bodies before slowly revealing his pulsating length, excited and throbbing in her dainty hands. She saw him hiss an inarticulate word, still smirking at her. His golden orbs were melting her very core from just staring into them alone.
"So is having an erection torwards your future wife," she countered evily.
Orochimaru pulled her closer, forced her bosom to crush against his chest, just below his chin. "It's your fault, hime."
She bit her lip wantonly at their proximity, could practically feel her juices soaking through her panties. If she chose to have sex with him now, then that was answering the question she had asked herself all night prior to her deciding to marry him today. The question that decided her future between her two Sannin teammates and her son.
If I marry Orochimaru...then I can't be involved with Jiraiya anymore.
It was the hardest thing she had to ever decide. Even as she sat on the lap of her future husband, enduring his kisses to her smoldering chest, she couldn't help but think about the toad sage. Was this the right decision?
"The ceremony is soon, love. We should hurry up," he whispered evily.
"Shhh, you can't rush this..."
Orochimaru slowly pushed aside her panties, used his deft fingers to slide effortlessly into her soaking caverns. She cried softly, a sound that resonated throughout the entire room. Both didn't care how loud she was, her snake Sannin making it clear that he wanted her to scream as he pumped his fingers in a slow tempo inside of her. Whimpering his name, the amber eyed woman felt as her lover ran his free hand up to her bra-clad breasts, revealed a satiny mound before he lowered his mouth to ravish at the hardened nipple.
"Orochimaru!"
She moaned a long, agonizing sound that fueled their desires and in return had her core melting steadily faster for him. Tsunade wasn't planning on carrying out their foreplay for this long, but as he slowly began to milk her body from her prisoned desires, she found that she never wanted it to end. She never wanted his thumb to stop playing with her clit nor the way he thrusted his fingers desperately inside of her tight walls. He was a ravenous beast against her aroused silhouette, his ministrations rough and utterly relentless.
Pliant and yielding to his love, she grasped frantically at his long, obsidian locks and tugged strongly. No matter how hard she pulled at his hair, it wouldn't pry his lips away from her breast that was now flushed and sore from his ardent suckles. The pleasure was building up quickly within her body as the voluptuous woman tried her hardest to refrain from climaxing. It was something she hated to do, but in this situation, every moment with this man had to last.
"You...are one...loud screamer, darling," Orochimaru mused after each kiss to her heaving chest. "I can't have you like this forever," he continued lowly.
Those last words were a promise and whenever he promised something to her, Tsunade knew he wouldn't keep it. However, promises and threats were two different things, especially when it concerned sex. Maybe she would take it back. Too many times had he promised her things in bed and he kept his words.
"More, please! Please, Orochimaru-"
He muffled her words with a hungry kiss, her deafening screams becoming lost into the caverns of his slithery mouth. His lap was soaking wet from her large quantity of juices from her dripping pussy, inbetween her thighs smoldering as her peak of ecstasy neared closer and closer. She inpulsively moved her hips to his fingers, loved the way he rubbed furiously at her clit before teasingly withdrawing to gather more of her sweet fluids.
She felt his fingers leave from her contracting caverns, allowed the rest of her essence to flow gently onto his exposed erection. Tsunade could only register that he was planning on finishing this now, and she was nearly grateful to feel as he guided his pulsating length slowly into her tight sheath. A sharp shrill escaped the confinements of her mouth into his through their kiss, the familiar feeling something she swore was the best kind of high she could think of.
His sex was addictive, Tsunade reduced to nothing but a pliant, helpless body of open legs, smoldering skin and repetitive moans. She didn't even want to be ontop anymore, simply wanted him to take out all of his pent up lust with the animalistic fucking she so longed from him. But he was making it fairly clear that he wanted her to be the one to take charge.
It was one of the many things she was absolutely good at. Dominance was what coursed through her blood, Tsunade couldn't think of being anybody else but to be the person in charge. She was a Hokage, a supervisor, a boss, a superior; a mother. Every single synonym fit into her persona. But she just couldn't understand why this time around, she wanted to be the complete opposite.
"No...I don't wanna, Orochimaru," she pleaded breathlessly.
Her hips were locked with his as her caverns swallowed every last inch of his throbbing erection. Orochimaru tried to concentrate on her moan-like syllables but all he could focus on was the mindblowing way she nearly strangled his dick with her mischievous, clenching walls.
"Yesss, hime..."
Orochimaru persuaded her to stay ontop of him with his hands grasped firmly on her hips, lifted her body easily before lowering her all the way down. The sensation made her moan involuntarily, her back forming into a delicate, yielding arch. She wanted everything and anything he was willing to give to her.
Tsunade was his lovely, passive doll as he repeated the motion a few times more. She felt the pleasure rising drastically and it was then that she no longer wanted to be taken control of. The amber eyed woman surprised him immensely when she began to move on her own, her sheath secreting endless amounts of her nectar that allowed her to impale every inch of his engorged length with ease.
She then took his hands, guided them to her breasts with a labored command that left her throat, hoarse from her screaming.
"Touch me. Anything, I don't care."
"As you wish, my love."
Orochimaru was astounded by the unusually unorthodox, wild, untamed woman above him. Her mannerisms were suspiciously different with him tonight, but he couldn't quite put a finger on what it could be. It was rare that she ever became this comfortable with him. Maybe she was getting used to the fact that they would soon be husband and wife. Seeing her like this was a sight that, he had to admit, he would love to get used to.
Her arousal was through the roof, the intoxicating scent diffusing throughout the entire room. Everything smelled of sweet fluids, carnal sex and Tsunade. She knew that if he kept just as he was, she would be able to finish. She dared him to switch up any little thing.
"Stay like this," she meowed softly.
He was getting her off with his rough kneading of her breasts, the way he used his tongue to lave around the pebbled surface of her areola before swiching to the other. Tsunade let out an abandoned cry that resonated against the walls of his lair, throughout the vicinity and probably into the ears of nearby guards. She didn't care whether anyone knew she was here or not, his pleasure was a drug that was now coursing through her veins. It robbed her of reality and stole her morals; judgmentals.
If they both could describe their sex, it could be compared to an amusement park ride. It took off fast from the beginning and it didn't stop until everyone was satisfied. Thrilling and utterly amazing, it was a different ride every time. Just the sheer fact that anyone could walk in on them was an excitement that Tsunade couldn't get enough of. It took her deeper into her realm of pleasure, so deep that she almost forgot who it was she was fucking.
Maybe she went a little too deep.
"Ahhh! Ohhh, Jiraiya!"
Her eyes flew open at the name she just moaned to no person in particular, hoping that the man infront of her hadn't heard any of it. To her utter horror, her worst nightmare was staring her right back in the face. Orochimaru as well had eyes as big as saucers, glaring daggers at the flushed, exotically blonde haired creature who was about the most beautiful woman to have ever looked him in the eyes.
How dare she?
Had she any idea as to what extent of disrespect she had displayed by pronouncing that particular three syllable proper noun?
Tsunade's sweltering inferno for a body slowly came to a halt ontop of him, embarrassment a word that only described one ounce of how she was feeling. She knew that everything had hit the fan once she moaned his name, but never would she expect the man who fathered her child to react so...calmly.
"...Can you repeat that last part for me?"
She swallowed, the blonde haired kunoichi certain that he could hear it. Could hear her thrumming heart ready to beat straight from her chest, her shuddered breaths that couldn't even be called respirations. Silent terror was in her eyes, could only imagine what he would do to her. This was the first time she ever did this to a man during sex. Calling out another man's name was blatantly contemptuous and she was sure that he would never let her live it down.
"What did I say?," Tsunade asked as coyly as she could, innocence and faux confusion showing on her face.
When the room filled with a muffled chuckles, that was when she knew that he knew. If terror had a name, Orochimaru would be the first picture that would pop into her head. She watched him shake his head, that same sinister, wide grin drew itself across his lips. Nothing was funny about the whole ordeal, but what could she do? Didn't she already lie to him?
Both of them knew and Orochimaru was going to bring out the truth from her, no matter what it took.
"I believe you said our former comrade's name, darling...I don't see him here, do you?"
"...No."
They both grew silent, Orochimaru staring deep into her eyes. He was hoping she would own up to what she said, but unfortunately all she could do was stare back at him with those damned beautiful doe-like eyes. Words couldn't describe the disappointment he was feeling for her at the moment, second thoughts of marriage running quickly through his mind. There was never an end to their arguments. He knew that they would always be like this.
But all he wanted to get to the bottom of was why did she have to moan Jiraiya's name of all names? What part did he play in Tsunade's life apart from the suspicious activities that were occuring when Orochimaru wasn't around. He knew that his former comrade was a part of Sanosuke's life. He was his god-father. But was that all he was in Tsunade's life?
Is she cheating on me? I dare him to even lay a finger on her. I'll find out for myself...
"...You woman...are an audacious one. As my future wife, I will make sure you will never utter another man's name again."
With those words said, he surprised the blonde by swiftly standing up with her thighs in his arms. Her skirt rode up in the process, exposing her bare ass to his possesive hands. She was helpless almost as he carried her onto the floor where she was lain roughly on a large, plush area carpet. This was what she had wanted him to do originally, but she was afraid that after the events that had just transpired, the worst was what she was in for. Orochimaru only took charge when he had to, the fear in her enlarged ambers proving that what was going through her mind was exactly what was going through his.
Was it possible to be aroused and frightened all at the same time?
"I'm taking this matter into my hands now. You are going to scream for me. And I want you to scream my name."
She shook her head, pleading to him softly to forgive her. He was having none of it, ignoring the tearful woman beneath him as he made haste to nimbly remove her panties, threw them carelessly to the side. Towering above her, he then fit himself between her thighs while at the same time roughly impaling her smoldering wet core. Tsunade let out a long, throaty drone as he entered her, the new position something only a few choice men could really perfect. Orochimaru was a master at missionary. Because in the missionary position, he was always on a mission and that mission was always carried out. Again and again.
"Orochimaru, no. Please, not like this," Tsunade begged.
It was a bit hard to thoroughly convince him on account of her underlying whimpers, preventing her from portraying herself properly. The snake sannin didn't care nor did he bother to pay attention to another single word that she uttered besides his name. He was waiting for her to slip up and say Jiraiya's name again. But it was clear that his words had gotten through to her. He didn't think she was going to say it again, but he couldn't help wondering why she wasn't moaning his name either.
He took a hold onto one of her thighs, hoisted her a bit closer to his working appendage before twisting his hips, if only a little, until he was able to feel the head of her cervix amidst his vigirous pumping. Tsunade suddenly felt his deepened thrusts hit a special spot within her that was sheerly phenomenal. She could already tell that he was trying to get her to reach her peak before his arrived. That usually meant only one thing. Their supposedly quick fuck was turning into a rendevous that wouldn't end until he said so.
Tsunade's fickle mind distracted her to the point that it led to a shutdown of her body's defense, forced in a sense by her malevolent lover to moan and scream until her voice became hoarse. Orochimaru milked out climax after climax from the exausted, buxom kunoichi until it became clear to him that she was only going to mewl and cry out anything other than his name. It infuriated him immensely.
"Say it. Say my name," he commanded.
He wasn't quite sure anymore if she was crying out from pleasure or from pure agony. Orochimaru was too deep into his anger to even care as to why she would be upset at a time like this. At this stage into their sex rendevous, he had fucked her in various places until they were where they were now, having her bend over the arm of his throne as he pounded furiously into her dripping sex from behind. Tsunade held onto the arm for dear life, her once abandoned moans were now fruitless attempts at screams. She had never been more exhausted, never wanted a sex adventure to end more than she did right now.
How long does he plan on fucking me? Until I pass out? Because that can certaintly be arranged...
"Oro..Oro..."
Tsunade attempted to say his name, yet it never came out. She wasn't quite sure whether it was because she was fatigued or just the plain fact that she spited having to say his name. Only because it meant that once again, he would have his way. Why was he so intent on having her say his name? Was he jealous? Threatened even? Whatever the reason, she simply couldn't understand why everything never seemed to be enough for him.
This was coming from a man who was reluctant to get married at first; to become more than a tryst lover to a woman who deserved far more.
I'll say it. Just so that he can stop this...I never thought it would get to the point where I actually didn't want to have sex. With him at least.
Her sounds at a constant falsetto of moans and screams, Tsunade turned her head to look back at him to see the most tenacious look his eyes had ever taken. She begged him to hurry but all he could repeat was for her to say his name. It wasn't until he reached with his hand to rub harshly at her clit did he throw her completely off edge.
"OROCHIMARU!"
She felt her muscles tightening and contracting in a vice grip around his appendage, deep inside of her convulsing body. They released and contracted once more, all of her juices overflowing from her tired caverns. It was then that she heard strained, animalistic groans from her snake lover as he finally released inside of her. Almost heaven sent, the blonde haired kunoichi was relieved to hear his sounds.
Tsunade was as limp as a doll as he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her upperbody until her back collided with his damp chest. Her labored breaths were faint moans of ecstasy as he kissed at her neck gently from behind. She milked every last drop from his length with nothing but her pussy muscles; powerful. And it left him nearly unable to stand.
"Hime. I love you."
"...I love you too."
And as they stood there in their blissful post-orgasm silence, all Tsunade could think about was her home and everyone who loved her. It seemed as though she had already made her choice about how she wanted to spend her life. But then she couldn't help but wonder about the options she was giving up by marrying this man.
Tsunade at that moment realized that everything was in her hands. Her family, her profession, even her love life.
For the last five years, Tsunade tried to place a diagnosis on her fickle mind by admitting that she was an addict. And addict to a drug. A drug who was a man who impregnated her and manipulated her mind into believing that without him, there would be no her. No child. No anything. So she ran to Jiraiya. Her rehab. A place where she could put all her troubles behind and place her trust and heart into a being that only wanted best for her.
And for her to be an elite medic nin, her prestigious profession besides Godaime, why was she the last of everyone to realize that she wasn't an addict at all?
That Orochimaru wasn't the drug and Jiraiya wasn't the rehab?
It was all a fabrication of her adventerous mind. It was all in her head and it didn't take having to run to Jiraiya for comfort or to Orochimaru for sex therapy to realize that. She needed to help herself. It didn't matter how much the two tried to convince her and help her. They couldn't make her. This was a serious matter that required Tsunade to help the distressed woman. And that distressed woman...was herself.
Mistakes are something that can happen to anyone, no matter how wise. But that is how the wise achieve their knowledge. Tsunade was wise. She knew that no person was perfect. But it takes a real person and not a doll to realize that they must learn from mistakes. They must come to terms with their actions, accept them and then find a solution.
So that the same mistake doesn't happen twice.
This is a mistake...
A/N: Even I was speechless when I finished this. After everything Tsunade went through, do you think all of her mistakes will result in a happy ending? As she had just realized, everything truly is in her hands. The fate of who she ends up with, the future of her profession, and the future of her adoring five-year-old son. I want everyone who just finished reading this chapter to review, no questions asked. Don't forget to check out the poll on my account page. Who should Tsunade end up with? Who's the right fit for her?