Yeah, okay, this is obviously inspired by the Tsunade segments from Sex Bomb. I'll warn you though, I wasn't intending this to be as immediately raunchy as Tsunade 1 was in Sex Bomb, but it ends up there, so the first few paragraphs might be out of place but fuck it I wasn't going to delete it.
My version is less about domination/degradation than Sex Bomb was.
The journey back to Konoha isn't as swift as the journey to find Tsunade was, and so they rest often.
Rest in the sense that they stop travelling, as Naruto took this time to work himself to the bone.
He trains whenever he can, practicing his kata, his Taijutsu, his tactics with his clones, and trying to develop the god forsaken chakra control and compaction and retention needed to create a Rasengan with one hand.
Often, these days, Tsunade watches him, until he is on the verge of fainting and then takes him and settles his head across her lap to rest. Her thick thighs wonderful pillows for his head.
"You work very hard," she states one day, wiping the sweat off his brow and then carding her fingers through his hair.
It's extremely intimate, maybe the most intimate gesture anyone has ever done for him, and if he wasn't bone-tired, Naruto would probably squirm away from her. It's almost embarrassing how much joy he gets from Tsunade paying attention to him like this.
"I have no choice, y'know? A guy like me ain't going to become Hokage if I just mess around," Naruto mumbles, his eyes closed as he focuses on Tsunade's fingers running lazily across his scalp. The sensation so soothing he needs to bite back a purr.
"It will be rewarded, your hard work, my little hero," Tsunade coos, her hands running down to massage his chest. Naruto groaned, enjoying the release of tension from his muscles. "Keep working hard, and make my tenure as Hokage the shortest one, will you?"
"Mmmh, that's a promise, granny," Naruto manages to mutter, and he thinks he might feel a gentle brush of lips against his forehead as he falls asleep.
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One day, Tsunade enters the bath while Naruto is already there. She appears completely naked, not even a towel to cover her modesty.
Naruto's mouth drops as he takes in the milk white skin of her exposed tits, her nipples soft and pink. Her torso is flat and toned leading down to a trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair. Naruto's cock throbs and grows from the salacious sight, standing erect and against his stomach.
When Naruto finally drags his eyes back to Tsunade's face, her lips quirked in an amused smile, he blushes deep red and stutters an apology before he attempts to leave.
"Where are you going?" Tsunade asks while grabbing his wrist, halting his movements and Naruto stumbles forward, his hard cock pressing against her soft thigh, forcing a whimper out of the boy. Tsunade lets out pleased coo before she forces him to sit down on a stool.
"W-what are you doing? Why are you here?" Naruto croaks, his eyes darting down Tsunade's luscious body and back up to her amused eyes over and over, unable to stop himself.
"I'm here to help wash you," Tsunade says nonchalantly, moving to a position behind Naruto, while lathering her hands in soap. Her smooth hands began moving across the muscles of his back, rubbing in the soap before she uses a ladle of water to wash it off.
Naruto's head lolls back and he lets out a groan when Tsunade's ample breasts press into his back, her hardened nipples brushing against his skin. When Tsunade massages soap into his chest, her fingertips teasing across his nipples, he hums in delight.
"And after," Tsunade husks into his ear, her ruby red lips almost touching his earlobe, "I can take care of your other needs."
Naruto barely bites back a moan, his eyes fluttering as Tsunade keeps lathering his body and then washing him off. His cock twitches, not from the physicality of it, but from the care she shows him. The tenderness in her actions as she bathes him like a wife would her husband.
"Y-you don't mean—what exactly do you mean?"
Tsunade huffs a laugh against Naruto's cheek before kissing it.
Open-mouthed and wet, tongue sliding across his whisker marks, tasting his skin.
His cock twitches.
"I'm going to take care of your beautiful boy cock."
Naruto gasps, the word cock slipping out of Tsunade's perfect, plump lips in that sultry tone makes his cock leak precum. The thickness of it dripping off and landing on the tiles of the bath with a splat.
"Would you like it? If I take your pretty cock in my hand and lather it with oils and soaps until you splurt all over it? Staining and marking my hand with your scent?" Naruto moans at Tsunade's debased words, his hips shifting up instinctually and his cock bobbing in the air.
"I-I don't understand, why me?"
Tsunade stops her ministrations and walks in front of him before squatting down. His eyes dip down in between her legs, where he can make out strands of slick clinging to her engorged lips. Naruto licks his dry lips and snaps his eyes back up to Tsunade's face, her eyes serious.
"Because, Naruto, for a long time now I've been wandering around aimlessly with no interest in anything substantial. It was you, with your passion and earnestness that's awoken a fire in me, to protect Konoha and to covet you, my little hero."
Tsunade reached over, taking his hard prick in her hand, running it up and down his length. Her thumb drags across a thick vein that runs along his shaft, spending pangs of pleasure down his pelvis. Naruto bites his lip to keep bay an embarrassing moan and he clenches his hands on the side of the stool so hard his knuckles blanch.
Tsunade kept her pretty chocolate brown eyes locked on his blue ones the entire time. "In a way, this is your fault Naruto. I'm an old woman, just past fifty, and I haven't yearned for a man in years, haven't though about being pleasured or giving pleasure and yet you come along, all hard work and passion and tenderness. And, God, you are so virile, filled with potent energy, overflowing with chakra, a beautiful boy like you should not have so much chakra, so much energy, but here we are.
And you, with all that boundless energy and will and potential, of course you would make me want to believe in you, would make me desire and thirst for you. You've trapped me, haven't you, Naruto?"
"I-I don't know what you mean." Naruto groans out, his thighs quivering as he reaches the cusp of release from the Slug Princess almost bullying his cock with her teasing palm, stroking him better than all the wanks he's had in his young life put together.
Tsunade huffs out a laugh and shakes her head. "Of course, you don't, Naruto, your ability to sow hope and belief in others will never be for you to understand, but know this, you've made me adore you, that is your greatest power."
He could, he could sense that from Tsunade. He almost did not want to believe it, it would be less painful for him to pretend it didn't exist because, if she pulled away from him one day, it could devastate him. He knew people that liked him, people that he was friendly with, people he had bonds with, but adoration? It scared him somewhat, how much he meant to Tsunade and how much she meant to him, however, at that moment, with her lovingly caressing his cock, and explaining to him what he meant to her, it made him burn with the desire to meet her love and adoration.
"Fuck," Naruto whimpers before his cum explodes out of his cock and splashes onto Tsunade large breasts and even splattering against her chin. Unfazed, she continues pumping him, forcing out any remnants of cum from his cockhead, letting it slather and soak into palm.
"How wonderful, so young, yet your ejaculation is already this productive. Can you imagine, Naruto, what would happen if you came inside of me? Even my worn-out ovaries would churn out another egg for you desperate to meet with your seed. It would be inevitable."
Naruto blinked, barely understanding what Tsunade was talking about. "What the fuck…"
Tsunade withdrew her hand from his softening cock, bringing it to her face. The cum coating her hands shines in the dim light of the bath, and Tsunade took in a deep breath, inhaling and memorizing the pungent odour of Naruto's cum before she slurps it into her mouth. Tsunade savours the taste, letting his boy cum marinate in her mouth for a moment, allowing it to swirl around her teeth, staining her gums and tongue with its scent before she swallows with an audible, wet, gulp.
Naruto watches her, face blushing red and mouth agog. His spent cock already stirring and twitching at the lascivious display.
Tsunade reaches over, her fingers gilding along the necklace she gave him, her thumb brushing against the bounding pulse of he carotid. "When you took this from me, when you showed me how talented and dedicated you are to your craft, it proved to me something—that I would see you become Hokage one day. Make it soon Naruto, make it soon because my body is on a timer and one day, I will be unable to have a child, to have your child. Become strong quickly, wrest my duties from me and spill your seed inside me. Impregnate me. That's what I want from you, will you do that for me, my little hero?"
Naruto's mind churns, trying to process the wanton desires of the woman he called his granny, who just days ago mended his bruises and cuts with care, pressing her lips against his injuries before she healed them. Now sat before him, the same lips that kissed him well now marked with his cum, her stomach digesting his jizz, while she begged for his future child.
He imagines Tsunade, her toned belly round and heavy with his child, her fat tits engorged with milk and her pink areolas stretched even further.
His mouth watered at the thought.
"It's—fuck, it's a promise, granny. I'll—you will blink once, and I'll be Hokage and I'll—" Naruto licks his lips, and he stares blatantly at Tsunade's dripping cunt. He could even smell it, tangy and ripe, while sitting on the stool.
"Yes," Tsunade says, her eyes darkened with lust, "Yes, it's a promise."
Tsunade grasps Naruto's neck, pulling him into a filthy kiss, prying his lips open with her tongue and swirling it inside. She tastes him, drinks his moans and grunts, runs her tongue across his. For her it is leisurely, a measure to seal their promise. For him, it is mind-blowing.
They break after a moment, Naruto panting, eyes lidded, and Tsunade breathing deeply, a blush on her neck.
Without another word, Tsunade stands, her ass jiggling with the sudden motion, and she turns to leave the bathroom. Naruto's eyes drink in the sway of her hips, mesmerised, his mind producing thoughts of his hips pressing into hers, his cock deep in her warm cunt.
As if she could read his mind, Tsunade turns around, her red pouty lips curled into a warm smile.
"Soon, my little hero, soon."
Should I focus on the Kushina story or this one? Maybe I'll just let the reception decide it. The Kushina one is not doing too hot.