Ch 18 | Tautness

As much as she wanted to leave her father's house, she couldn't do it with Tobirama unable to walk and defend himself. It was a long way and even in relative peace it held dangers, furthermore none should know he was wounded. It meant they should stay at least a couple of weeks to ensure his recovery. It was a prudent time.

What wasn't prudent was her "interplay" with Tobirama last night. What was she thinking?! He had been stabbed just five days before she had thrown herself all over him, sucking his cock like a spoon covered in syrup, just because of an impulsive idea… She wasn't like that. Maybe all this time without sexual activity was indeed playing with her mind. Summarizing, that couldn't happen again, not until he's fully healed.

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He woke up significantly later than he was used to, confused and aroused in a very strange way. He was in the exact position he had fallen asleep in, he couldn't move too much after all. The only differences were his messy clothes, torn fundoshi, and a pulsing erection.

Had it been another dream? Did he touch himself while sleeping? It had certainly started like one, but then it felt much more… real. He had never allowed that kind of approach from a woman before, mainly because he was reluctant to the practice. How could he allow some random unknown woman to put her teeth near something so important? Of course, he had heard of how good it was and ooh it had been much more than just good.

The sole evidence of the incident being real was his torn underclothes, he was sure he didn't do that. Why did she do something like that now? Was she drunk? Was it some kind of an apology? Of course, he wasn't going to be bought with sex, no matter how good it was.

And still, he wanted it again. Pleasuring himself wasn't going to be enough now that he knew another level of pleasure, now he has associated a feeling to all those nights fantasizing about her small mouth. His skin tingles and his blood pumps at the thought and now he is struggling against the idea of touching himself now and here, on her bed.

It wasn't a fight he could win right now, he had a lot of free time and could not even walk. He had necessities as any man, after all, it had been a long time since the last episode of "morning wood".

Tobirama put his hands under his belly button and started his way down when the door clicked, he instantly put his hands aside, annoyed by the intrusion. Irritated, he forgot his modesty and didn't make any effort to hide his erection. Makoto entered the room unceremoniously, he saw her looking but even if she didn't approve she made no comment of it.

She sat on the bed, in the place she always did to check his wound and did what she always did… checked his wound while completely ignoring his torn underclothes and the pulsing erection just beside her hand. He wasn't letting her go away just like that.

"Are you going to play dumb about it?"

She continued changing his bandage, no reply.

"Why did you did it?"

No answer.

"Do you think I'm going to stop complaining because of those kinds of favors?"

She looked him in the face as she tightened the bandages just a little while answering- "I'm not your whore Tobirama, I did it because I felt like doing it. I don't need your favor."- she was almost done with the bandages.

"You didn't ask if I want it."

"Pfff, I know you wanted it. You have wanted it for so long"- she said with a lilt of arrogance. She finished the bandage and got closer, supporting her hands beside his torso, her face near his. "Just like now"- she said.

He saw the sultry expression on her face for a couple seconds. His groin pulsed with renovated fire. Was she going to touch him again? He certainly hoped so. But just as quickly as she lit she waned and removed her weight from the bed. He reached for her hand with success but just managed to build tension, he didn't want to plead.

She understood his silence and felt the necessity of giving an explanation, after all, he was correct when saying she didn't ask consent.

"This"- she said pointing between them- " Isn't going to happen now."- she saw his annoyed expression and continued before he could reply- "Last night I made an irresponsible decision. You are wounded, and this kind of activities might compromise your improvement".

"But I need it anyway."- he replied quickly trying not to sound urgent, but he saw resolution in her face, she wasn't going to comply and after a moment of silence he gave up- "Fine."- he dropped her hand- "I'll do it myself, I have plenty of material after all."

Now was her turn to hold his hand - "What? No, you shouldn't"

"That's my decision to make, dear wife" -It came out in a cynical tone- "Don't worry it isn't jogging, just a handjob"- He said that as if she were exaggerating.

She couldn't deny she was feeling quite horny right now, even when he is the one asking for this the context is very different from what it has been before. The possibility of having her way with him in a position of power throws away all her insecurities about their relationship. Having him vulnerable and open towards her really turns something deep inside her.

He, Senju Tobirama, panting naked under her touch. She couldn't overlook him anymore, his intense gaze was fixed on her, framed by his white eyelashes, his mouth half open… They were so close, his body heat was wrapping her even when he was the one almost naked. She dropped his hand and saw him swallow, his Adam's apple bounced sensually making her divert her attention towards his body. He was already covered in thin sweat, his breath hastened when he noted she was ogling his body, his nipples small and hard not just by the morning breeze. The tight knot of muscles in his abdomen moved in unison with his vehement breath, decorated with tortuous and delicious veins that she knew where ended. She rose again her gaze towards his face just to succumb to his wish, his pupils so wide she couldn't find in herself to say no to him, she had obligations towards him, after all, she said to herself.

But she wasn't making this easy for him, he wanted to be touched? Then he shall have it.

She nuzzled his jaw with her nose to make him expose his neck to her, his first reaction was to try to kiss her. It surprised her. She didn't know why, what was his intention, or if he was just being swept along with the heat of the moment. What she knew, he was a fast learner. One day all this was going to be directed towards her, but she couldn't bring herself to stop now. He finally did as she wanted after she eluded his mouth and nuzzled harder. She began nibbling and sucking, searching the same place she knew in herself. It was difficult at the beginning, his neck much more build. She had to suck harder for him to feel what she wanted, she sang victory in her mind when she felt him shudder under her.

He tried to remove her clothes, just to be pushed fully into the bed, his arms over his head, where he couldn't reach for her. She had to clarify their situation.

"If you want me to touch you, it will be under my rules, are we clear?"- she whispered in his ear quietly- "I told you before that, for now, this isn't going to be interactive, yes?"- she heard him gulp- "So don't try to touch me again or I'm leaving"

He answered with a hip thrust and a defiant gaze, so… he wasn't being tamed so easily.

She left his neck and pinched a nipple, hard enough to hurt, the moment he let out a groan she sucked the sore nipple gently simultaneously rubbing his abs gently with her hands. He wasn't a noisy person day to day, neither in bed, but she was getting some good growls and some soft, almost soundless whimpers.

She disrobed herself slowly while being on her knees over him -eyeing him- he didn't move, she concluded he accepted her conditions. Makoto kept just her underclothes and moved slower linking and sucking her way down through his hard abdomen to set her chest over his groin, giving him some friction he so much wanted there. Tobirama reacted by reflex and bunch up to meet her body, raising his upper body from the bed so he could see her.

With her face against his belly, she could feel him tense up- "shh, you don't have to do that effort"- she spoke against his skin- her hot breath tickled against his skin.

Now he raised a little she could see his face from below, he made a grimace each time she sucked his skin, his ears wore an intense shadow of red and she could feel his cock pulse between her small breasts. It was intoxicating.

He started rubbing insistently against her in an effort to be released, but as much as she enjoyed teasing him it was not good for him to do so any longer.

She arose to catch his earlobe with her mouth and finally grabbed his oversensitive cock with her free hand, he hissed exquisitely in her ear. She wasn't pussyfooting around anymore and felt content with herself when she heard him exhale a half moaned "ohhh" when she rubbed his glands.

That was enough for today, she put both hands to work and abandoned his ears to go back to his now reddened nipples. He was grabbing the sheets to avoid touching her, such a good boy. She finally cupped his tense testicles and massaged gently, that was all he needed to finish.

He shut his eyes tightly while his cum soaked his torso, his mouth silent but for a small grunt.

He lost all the tension and fell worn out in the bed for some seconds. On the other hand, the mix between his ragged breath, his sweaty skin and his cum all over his upper torso made the aftermath something very erotic (for her at least).

She didn't know where all that had come from, but she wouldn't behave like last night again. This time she swallowed her own lust and pride and went to the bathroom to bring something to clean him. Although tobirama didn't have the same thoughts. When she tried to clean him he immediately grabbed her wrist to stop her, using his other elbow to support himself.

"I haven't… How are you?"- His voice was hoarse and deep, but she didn't catch his motive the first time he spoke.

"What?"- was the first she could say, then when she followed his eyes towards her crotch she understood what he meant- "you don't have to do so, I can release myself alone". She wasn't sure how she felt about his touch yet.

"Why? I want to do so… I…"- he swallowed, cleared his voice and moved his head closer to hers- "I can smell you"- he released her hand and tried to caress her thigh. She panicked a little and got off the bed quickly.

"You can't move to do those kinds of things right now, we shall wait"- she said apologetically, though she saw the hint of a surprise in his expression. He wasn't expecting a negative answer.

He started cleaning himself with the towel- "So things haven't changed at all. Still, your motive is duty."- he finished and discarded the towel in a hastily and leaned back in bed.

"Don't be ridiculous, you just said you could smell me."- she got closer to tuck him with the covers again- "Why would I be aroused if my only motive is duty?"

He rose again on his elbows, interrupting her tucking- "Then touch yourself."- His expression was so serious it sounded like an order, even when it wasn't his intention, or not?

"Oh, I'm going to. You don't have to order me."- she threw back her hair in a teasing way, therefore, placing her hands on his shoulders, pushing him lightly so he would lie down on the bed again.

His answer was holding his position. "I mean now."- he sounded impatient.

Makoto stared at him a little startled. He wanted her to touch herself in front of him like a cheap whore? When did he turn out to be so naughty? Or maybe it was just something of the moment, she could see his self-questioning as he turned away his face, his troubled expression gave him away.

"You don't"-

"Okay"- she interrupted him. For a man with his status, he falters quite quickly, she thought. It should have required a lot of guts for him to do so or he really wanted to ask her that since it clearly wasn't in his nature... until now.

She placed more pillows to keep him half seated and pushed gently to get him on the bed, then she seated between his open legs and started touching her neck and collarbone, softly, to get into heat again. In the beginning, his face looked startled and out of place, but as she continued down, removing her bra and massaging her breast he entered into an enthralled state, observing her with heavy eyelids and tight knuckles. The rules had already been set.

She kept going, swapping between her belly and breast. When she felt a little soaked again she decided she was ready to remove her panties, she smiled at him and bit her lips, he licked his own. Such a good audience.

Suddenly something hit the balcony window. She was so concentrated on her little show that she almost yelled. Makoto left the bed hastily to get a robe to cover herself and went to explore the window.

It was Hashirama's owl... That old half blind bird didn't even see the windows and crashed with his full weight against it. Luckily the glass held together with several crackings but didn't fall over the poor animal who was pitifully trying to recover in the balcony's floor.

She picked him up and wrapped him up with her oldest banquet. Tobirama was still in bed trying to see what's going on.

"It's your brother's owl. He hit the window hard, he has some bruises but overall is fine".

Tobirama glared the animal and seethed. Again he had been interrupted. It didn't matter the distance, his brother always found a way to be a nuisance.

She put the bird on the sofa. It had been enough of sex for Tobirama for one morning, she wasn't going to build up a third time. "I better wash up, I'll come back to help you"

He answered just with a snort and threw himself back onto the bed.

*sigh*- "I want to go back to the village, I did what you wanted even when I considered it unnecessary risk"- She came back to the bed and finished tucking him- "we'll have plenty of time later, now rest.

He wasn't buying all the speech, but accepted her tuck and tried to sleep again. He will claim her words once he's in good shape again… Just wait.