Glowing chains of chakra coiled, twisted and clashed in the expanse of the dojo, mother and son duelling for territory of the room as an exercise in control.
Meanwhile Karin sat in meditative focus to one side, working to unlock the ability for herself. The ability of chakra sensing was a benefit for learning a technique like this, at least in terms of what the chains were supposed to feel like. Their form, their construction. But if that was all it took to use the ability any sensor would be able to do it. Oddly enough it was only somewhat considered a bloodline ability despite only Uzumaki having exhibited it. Perhaps because the Uzumaki were capable of a great many things few other ninja understood, so determining what was a bloodline and what was merely a secret ninja art like some of the other Leaf clans boasted became a difficult task.
"Come on, Naruto! It's an extension of you!" his mother called out to him encouragingly as their constructs clashed. "It moves the way you want it to in whatever direction you want it to! Don't–!" Her words ceased as her son's two chains clashed with her own head on again. A fresh reprimand was ready on her lips but her boy seemed to be learning. From both sides of the clash, his chains recovered faster than hers but instead of moving straight on, they curved outwards, then up, then spiralled to coil around her own and bind them together. "Good!"
"Ergh– Ah!" Another chain burst of his back to take advantage of the momentary victory, striking forward toward his defenseless mother.
"Good boy!" she praised him with a proud grin that turned teasing as four more burst from her own back forming a cross pattern that created a solid barrier between him and her. A barrier his attacking chain bounced off of.
"Dammit!" he cursed. "Ya could've just let me have the win, ya know!"
"Maybe, but it's a goal to strive for!" she teased, posing with her hands behind her head. "I know you want me chained up and helpless, ya know! Something like..." The chains sprouting from her back receded. All but one that began weaving in a pattern around her body until she was 'helplessly' bound within her own sealing chain, the construct lifting and separating her breasts in a tantalising display. "Something like this maybe?"
"Uhh..." The blond had no words. His mind was busier committing the exact process, the exact movement of the chain to put on such a display.
"Thought so!" his mother sang, giving her breasts one last squeeze before having her final chain uncoil again. "Keep working hard and you can do it for real, yeah?"
"Uh-huh," he nodded.
"We'll do the next session outside so we can do things a little more freeform." The redhead looked to the other in the room, still sat meditating. "Karin, session's over. How you feeling?"
"Like I'm not getting anywhere," she grumbled, pushing herself up on bare feet and folding her arms. "What's the point of me even being here at all if you just spend your time sparring with him instead of teaching me?"
"So I can keep an eye on you," Kushina answered. "You're not the only sensor in the family, ya know." The older redhead left a pause just long enough to let that fact sink in. That Kushina was a sensor. And as such, had an idea of the location of everyone in the house at all times. Mother and son took maybe a little too much joy at Karin's paling face as the realisation hit, that one of her less savoury hobbies of spying on the two having sex was perhaps not as secret as she thought it was. "I can tell you're making progress. It's just a matter of keeping at it until you break through."
"Yeah," Naruto agreed. "I mean it took me a whole year to create even a regular chain construct. Just takes hard work and persistence!"
"See?" Kushina added, choosing not to mention how integrated in Naruto's training the chains were. That he actually had it far easier than Karin because of it. Maybe being a sensor with better chakra control gave Karin her own stronger advantages in that sense.
"Fine, whatever," the bespectacled girl muttered, puffing out a sigh as she left the room behind.
"Hmmm..." Kushina hummed to herself, sidling over to her son to slide a hand over his abdomen and her other somewhere lower. "Looks like I got my boy all pent up," she purred, gently groping his erection. "Want Mama to take care of it?"
Part of him wanted to say yes. Part of him always wanted to say yes to answer that question. He was rarely left wanting for sex, but there was always something special about Kushina crying out his name in ecstasy. And yet, "Maybe tonight? We could have the fun you like, no interruptions." He loved the way her eyes lit up at the offer. "For now, I think Tayuya needs to come in here to clean up."
Her violet eyes brightened even more at the suggestion. "Yeah? You've been getting her all wound up, ya know? Do you like her new uniform?"
He did know. Over the past couple of days since Tayuya tried to confront him about Kin, after he made his intentions clear and she ran away like a scared, foul-mouthed rabbit. He had proven his intentions were genuine and, true to his word, not going away until she would tell him to stop. And despite after a moment slapping his wandering hands away when he accosted her in her duties, she never said as much. Not once. As for the uniform, "Guess it was too much to hope she picked that out herself."
"It was a gift," his mother smiled mischievously. "She didn't have to wear it. And yet she's keeping it washed and tidy, ready every day." What more needed to be said for the willingness of a girl who seemingly couldn't outright say what she wanted even if it killed her. "Here was me at the start of all this, worried my boy wasn't willing to take the reins, ya know? Worried for nothing." Kushina pressed her lips to his once, licking his upper lip as they parted. "You better keep that promise about tonight. I'll be waiting!"
She turned her back on him, leaving him with the view of her naked back. The swell of her hips swaying side to side in a tantalising invitation, even if it was a rain check.
Moments later, another redhead entered the dojo carrying cleaning supplies. "Oh," Tayuya uttered, seeing the young clan head still in the dojo. More importantly, stripped down to his boxers. "You're... Still here."
He smiled at her in that way girls seemed to enjoy. It was something Ino and Sakura had complimented him on right around the time they started competing with each other. "Yep, just doing some cooldown exercises," he told her. He held no care or shame for the prominent bulge in his underwear as he performed said cooldown exercises. And the bulge wasn't going anywhere as he looked the more ornery Uzumaki servant up and down.
Kushina had done good work. Or whomever had put the outfit together. Naruto wouldn't put it past his blonde girlfriend to get involved in a sexy fashion project. Tayuya's upper body was covered not by a smock but by a loose-fitting, frilled, pale blouse that only buttoned up to just above the chest. Tayuya being of a modest bust, it wasn't much to put on display in terms of cleavage, but it did show a lot of skin regardless. Not quite as much as her lower body, however. The long skirt and shorts she preferred before coming to the Uzumaki that she still wore after, they were gone. Replaced by a skirt. A very short skirt. One that realistically didn't cover anything. Any wrong movement would put her panty-clad ass on display. More than could be said for her long, slim legs that always provided a feast for hungry eyes.
"Right..." She slowly nodded. Not just in understanding. Not maintaining eye contact as he performed vertical push-ups. No, her eyes were tracking something entirely different. He watched the bob of her throat as she swallowed, grinning wider at catching her. "Exercises. I'll be over here."
"Mm-hm."
He watched her as he moved through a random sequence of exercises he didn't especially need to do. Making sure to keep himself ready and raring to go by staring, leering at her imagining the many things he wanted to do to her. "You look great today by the way."
She glared at him but there was no heat in it. Worse, the glare quickly faltered as her eyes drifted down his chest muscles to his straining underclothes. "Y-yeah, well your mom's got some shit stupid ideas of what a servant's supposed to wear."
"Appropriate or not, your legs are amazing."
She huffed but didn't refuse the compliment. Just continued to work, stealing occasional glances. More so when he decided to start doing twisting lunges.
"I need to clean there."
"Huh?" he pretended at ignorance, waiting for her to come closer.
"I said I need to clean there, shithead."
"Oh!" he uttered in sudden 'realisation', springing to his feet. A wide-eyed Tayuya watching the bounce in his junk. "Of course!"
He stepped aside, letting her put down the mop and bucket. Then right as she was about to get back to work he moved behind her, pressing himself against her back. Pressing his stiffness against her panty-clad ass under her skirt. He hadn't meant to go quite that far yet, but wasn't about to back down either.
She hissed as his arm wrapped around her middle, the other stroking her hip. "The... The fuck are you doing?" she asked as though they hadn't done this dance already.
"Showing my appreciation," he told her, his hips grinding against hers, his package grinding against her cheeks the language of that appreciation. "I like your new work clothes."
"Tch, y-yeah somehow your mom decided cleaning needs a damn miniskirt," she groused, her skin heating up with a mild flush. "Wonder how the fuck that happened."
"No idea," he said, kissing her exposed neck, lifting her skirt to rub a finger teasingly over her covered sex.
"Haa, fuck," she grunted, her body bending, leaning into his touch. "Is, is this just what you do now when I'm around? Huh?"
"I want you," he answered, directly into her ear. "We both know it. I think a part of you wants this too. Know why?" He pulled her even tighter against him, trapping his straining erection between her cheeks. "Because even now, after so many chances, even though I told you it's all it'll take... You still haven't told me to stop." His teeth gently closed on her earlobe, the tomboyish servant letting out a sound somewhere between a groan and a whimper. "So I've decided. This time. I won't."
He could feel her giving in. Feel the wetness growing under his stroking finger. The heat of her blush. Hear the quickening of her breathing and the subtle vocalisations she tried to keep silent.
"Stop."
The one word crashed down on him like a bucket of ice water. His eyes screwed shut, wishing he hadn't heard it, but he had. With that single word, his ministrations stopped within a half second of reluctance. His arms opened and he stepped back and away from her.
Dammit.
"Not like this," she said, still facing away from him. "You were right. I didn't want a life like this. I wanted to be a ninja who killed shit and did whatever she wanted. Someone nobody would fuck with. Fuka fucked all that up, and then you came along."
"I'm sorry."
"Shut the fuck up, asshole, I'm not finished!" she snapped at him. "You came along and I thought 'Yeah, guess that's it'. What I wanted was over. Or I guess that was true with Fuka too, I don't fuckin' know." She opened her blouse in one movement and pulled it down, revealing the seal tattoo on her back. "Now I'm just a servant. No chakra. No way out. I'm not a ninja anymore." The redhead turned around without shame, her small but perky breasts capped by pointed nipples, hardened from arousal even then. "I'm not a ninja, but there's sure as shit no way in fuck I'm gonna stop being a fighter. You want me, 'Lord' Naruto?" she demanded, unpinning her skirt and tossing it away. "Take me! If you can!"
"Getting some mixed signals here, ya know."
"Yeah well how do you think I felt when you went from dickless to horny bastard like somebody flipped a switch?!" she fired right back, dropping her panties to reveal a trimmed red crescent bush over her pink pussy lips. "I can't mold chakra but if you want me, take me! You and me, no chakra, no tricks, no jutsu! Drop your drawers and let's go!"
"Seriously?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, guess I haven't been doing a good job cleaning. It stinks of pussy in here!"
"Well... I mean yours is right there..."
"You'd know after sniffing around it for days. We fuckin' doin' this or what?!"
"Heh," the blond chuckled, doing just as she asked, dropping his boxers and kicking them away. "Fine, I'm game! But, uh, no crotch shots. It'll ruin the fun we'll have after."
"Smells like pussy and sounds like a bitch," she continued to trash talk. "If I couldn't see your dick I'd swear you were a woman."
"With your foul mouth I'd never think you were a girl, but I think I can remind you how to be a little more ladylike."
She grinned, showing teeth, glad he was getting into the spirit of things. She wasn't kidding herself. Naruto had been strong enough to beat her before she lost her chakra and hadn't stopped training since. Meanwhile, aside from keeping in shape she hadn't kept the same edge. That didn't matter. She wasn't going to make it easy for him. If he wanted her, he had to prove he was worth it. Not just by being strong, but also by treating her as someone to take seriously no matter how much power he had over her.
Perhaps there were better ways of proving such things than a naked taijutsu spar. But even if there were, the two of them had already gotten each other worked up enough to dismiss that. There might have been better ways but this one meant a lot of naked grappling and that was all the reason they needed.
The spar hadn't started that way, however. It had started fairly respectfully, such as it was. Lingering looks gave way too cautious analysis, before sliding right back to lingering looks. It was more to Naruto's detriment than Tayuya's. After all, she had been raised with the expectation of using her body for gain. She had been trained to put herself on display and put aside others doing the same. She didn't like or want that training but she didn't consider herself above using it in a moment like this. If he wanted to best her then he would have to do just that.
An exploratory exchange of blows ended heavily in her favour. A punishment for his distraction that swatted aside his attacking arm, a quick step into extreme close range for a rising knee, land, spin into a snap kick to the face that had the blond tumbling away. He rolled, putting his feet back under him as he slid away, wiped the blood from his lip and grinned.
Acknowledging the minor victory. Promising there wouldn't be another. He had been distracted, that was true. But she had been kind enough to wake him up.
Bare feet slapped against the floor as Naruto returned to the spar with aggression and vigour. Beautiful and deadly was the trademark combination of a female ninja. Tayuya was no exception, even diminished as she was. Fist caught and diverted, knife hand dodged into the kick she was setting him up for, only for him to throw himself harder into the dodge, rolling over the leg. Taking her side for a brief instant he capitalised by hooking his leg into hers, the one she stood on. The sweep took it out from under her but she planted a hand on the floor and flipped away before he could capitalise further. The flurried exchange went on for a time, almost long enough for them to forget the reason they started this in the first place.
But not quite. Neither of them started the spar in good condition. Naruto having just finished a stressful training session, Tayuya having let her fighting skills slip over the months she had lived with the Uzumaki. Inevitably, the two of them began to tire. Strenuous and tactical exchanges devolved into grapples. Into the young clan head pinning the redhead down on her front, her arms and legs caught and weighed down respectively. Once again, Naruto found his newly returned erection sliding between Tayuya's buttocks. Not intentionally. The groping that had occurred more frequently as the spar devolved genuinely was incidental to claiming victory. But it happened all the same and was effective in getting the two worked up once again.
"Do you submit?" he asked, pulling her arms tighter.
"Ahh, fuck!" she groaned, the pain of her straining joints mixed with the enjoyment of how she got there. "Yeah... You got me."
"Damn right I do," he growled into her ear, letting her arms free to pin her head down, "You sure gave me a fight. Was this what you wanted? For me to earn it?" With his other hand he slipped his cock down between her legs. "You're sure soaked down here. You wanted me to make you my bitch?"
"Don't get full of yourself, fuckstick," she grinned, giving his pinning hand on her head a little fight. "Back in Hot Water they would've had me sucking off limp-dick nobles and courtiers, let them fuck me in the ass and pussy at the same time just so I could sit in while they talked politics. I got away from all that, but if you want a taste you need to earn it."
"Looks like I have."
"Yeah?" she asked, breathier for the anticipation. "Then fucking take it then, 'my lord'. This one is here to serve."
His cock jumped at her submissive words despite the sarcastic tone. Kushina might have awakened something in him when she first called him that. Even so, he didn't immediately take her up on it, letting his shaft run along her slick pussy lips as his hands came up. Formed a cross with his fingers. And in a puff of smoke there was a second Naruto.
"Hey, hold the fuck on–" the redhead protested.
"He's not for you."
Even saying that, the second Naruto, equally naked as the original, turned to face the pair. It was incidental however. It also left him facing away from the door, or more accurately, his back to the door. His back that then suddenly burst with chakra chains that ripped the door open and ensnared the girl on the other side without warning, dragging her into the room.
"Hi Karin."
"Uh, hey," the other Uzumaki answered with fearfully wide eyes, her arm pinned to her sides, her hand trapped against her thigh, no longer able to cover her bare pussy. "I, uh, was, uh..."
"Getting yourself off by watching me," Naruto finished for her. "Again." He was no sensor, but after he had asked Kushina about Hinata his mother had fully admitted she let people watch if they wanted to, so long as it wasn't clan business. Hinata was one, Karin had been another. He had come to a satisfactory conclusion when it came to Hinata's voyeuristic tendencies. He felt it was important to deal with Karin's too.
"W-Well..." Her hesitance died a swift death. As seemed to be Karin's way, vulnerability was the best possible reason to double down. "So what?! Everyone does it!"
"So I've been told," he granted her, eyes glancing to an amused Tayuya who had told him the same thing only days ago. "You're right. Not a big deal to me anymore. But." The clone moved behind her, the chains binding her slipping under her clothes and carefully peeling them away. "I'm sick of this sneaking around shit, ya know. So if you're gonna watch–" The chains left her entirely naked on her knees only feet away from her cousin. Her arms secured against her body. Her ankles bound together. Her breasts lifted and presented for his viewing. "Then you might as well get a front row seat."
"Hey, don't I get a say in–?!" Tayuya tried to complain, only for her words to be cut off by a drawn out moan as Naruto's cock finally slipped into her dripping pussy. "Guuuuh, fuck, I needed this!"
"No," he answered her aborted question as he pulled her up onto her knees. "Think we just settled that with you being here to serve, ya know. Besides, why do you think she watches?" he asked, watching his cousin out of the corner of his eye. The way she bit her lip, weakly struggling against the chains. Not to get away but to move her hand just those few inches further between her thighs to her dripping slit. "She wants what you're getting right now."
"Oh?" Tayuya asked in a half-moan, feeling his shaft parting her walls in slow, enjoyable strokes. "Ha, you're right," she taunted the girl with a vicious smirk. "Bet she's been dying for your cock since she got here. You Uzumaki sure keep it in the family. AH!" She let out a sharp yelp at the stinging spank of her ass. "The fuck!"
"You're right," he admitted, picking up his pace of bouncing her hips against his. "Still."
"I don't! I haven't!" Karin denied, shaking her head. But the evidence of her lies continued to run in rivulets between her thighs.
"You don't?" the clone asked, moving behind her, wrapping an arm around her midsection under the chains binding her. A position that coincidentally put his length between her thighs. "So you don't want me to...?" it asked, slipping forward, giving her lips the first bit of stimulation since she had been caught.
Her breath hitched. Her lip caught between her teeth just as her mind was caught in indecision. There was a part of her that did. She had watched him with Kushina. With Kin. With Ino and Sakura. With Kushina again. With Kushina again. She very much liked watching him with Kushina in particular. So... Maybe she wouldn't have minded. But...
Instead of giving permission, she drew her knees together, closing her legs and trapping his shaft at the apex of her thighs. "J-Just don't put it in," she requested, moving just as much as the chains would allow, fucking her thighs on the clone's cock.
"Sounds good to me," the clone agreed, working with her movements and grasping one of her breasts, his fingers squeezing a perky nipple.
"Ha! Fucking, knew it!" Tayuya crowed, her sweaty body bouncing back and forth on her lord's cock as she let him fuck her. She was much more interested in the show her fellow redhead was giving as she fell to temptation of being her cousin's lewd little bitch.
"Sh-Shut up!" Karin demanded, her words coming as angry pants as a stiff cock rubbed against her sensitive folds. "You think you're better than me?!"
"I think we're the same!" the servant answered with a leer. "I think he's right and you do want what I'm getting! I bet the only reason you won't let him fuck you is because it's a clone! You want the real thing!"
"It's not, ungh, it's not like that!"
"Tough shit!" Tayuya ignored her denial. "I get the real thing. Hey," the redhead turned her head to look back at the blond inside her. "Let me up and I'll show you what I can really do."
"Yeah?" He saw no reason not to. Moving back he slipped out of Tayuya who quickly turned around and pushed him onto his back. She moved around him for no other reason than to make sure she could still see Karin. The jealousy in her eyes. Grinning, the tomboy took Naruto's cock and balls in her hands. Her left gently fondling his balls, her right guiding his shaft, her mouth descending to gently lap at his cockhead still slick with her own juices. Gentle flicks of her tongue, then soft swirls, before targeting the slitted tip.
"Oh shit!" the blond cursed, his head dropping heavily onto the floor as the clan servant carefully caressed his most sensitive spot with her tongue, all the while her hand stroked and squeezed his shaft insistently.
Tayuya smiled at her victory, watching the Uzumaki girl writhe against her bonds. She didn't know if Karin actually wanted Naruto quite this badly but she was sure of one thing. The idea that Tayuya was taking something from her had rendered her furious. Some day soon, Karin Uzumaki would break. She would turn herself into a slut for her cousin for no better reason than being possessive. And on that day, Tayuya would laugh. The moment of anticipation was only made stronger by how Karin shook not from anger but from the orgasm Naruto's clone had brought her to.
She didn't need to see any more. With a smug smile she crossed one leg over Naruto's body as she turned herself around, sinking her pussy down over his cock again. "Best of Hot Water," she promised with a gasp, "You better enjoy it, shitlord." With that, she began her movements. To call them movements was underselling it, however. Her body seemed to dance atop him in a rhythmic gyration, moving to music only she could hear.
"Tayuya..."
"That's right, you better thank me for this," she warned him. Her rolling hips were only the beginning. As she guided his hands up over her body to settle at her waist, she entered the second stage of her techniques.
For Naruto, it was strange at first. "What...?" Difficult to figure out what she was doing differently. Her pussy was as warm and inviting as any other he had been inside. He certainly had no complaints. It felt like good sex like any other. But then he felt it. It was subtle at first. An unusual not quite squeezing sensation. Pleasant, but then he felt it again on another part of his shaft. And again. "Oh. Ohhh..." His utterance of understanding turned into a groan of pleasure. The sensations quickened, faster and faster until it felt like her entire pussy was fluttering around him, like a constantly undulating wave of pressure working him from base to tip.
"Hey Karin, I think he likes it," Tayuya taunted again, needlessly. "And now just one step further."
"Agh–!" The fluttering continued. Swiftly and suddenly made more intense as her walls squeezed tighter again from base to tip, then again, then again. No consistent rhythm, just a pulsing wave timed as if she meant to catch him off guard with it every single time.
"That's right, you're gonna cum for me, shitlord," she stated with complete certainty. "My pussy is gonna make you cum harder than you ever have before. So hard I'm gonna milk your soul out through the tip of your cock." Her body rocked back and forth, all the while continuing her pulsing squeezes and flutterings to forcibly bring him to climax. "Cum for me! Do it!"
He was more than ready to. He wanted to. The pleasure was so intense he could barely stand it.
But. "Not yet," he answered through gritted teeth.
"Just do it you fuck! Let it out!" Her pussy milked him all the harder.
His head jerked, the temptation strong. But instead he rolled himself forward and forced Tayuya onto her back, withdrawing his cock to her entrance.
"The fuck are you doing shitlord!"
"I'm not finished until you're finished!"
"What?! Ungh!" It was like a shockwave into her body as Naruto slammed himself home again. "Fucking– Ah! Fuck!" The hard slapping of his body against hers was nothing to what he was doing to her insides. The intense stimulation. The techniques she had been using left her sensitive. Every bit of friction of his cock drilling into her pussy was like an electric shock of pleasure.
"Sex isn't worth a damn if only one of us is satisfied, ya know!" he insisted, continuing to fuck her relentlessly.
"You were, about to, cum!" the redhead panted, bewildered. "How can you fuck me this hard and not– Augh, ah!"
"I said! I'm not finished until you're finished!" he repeated, lifting her body by her hips as he rose to his knees, continuing to drive her ever upward to climax
"Wait! Hold on! Too much!" He wouldn't let her come down from her technique. She was given no choice but to rise and rise until, "Fuck! Sh-Shit! Fuck! Fuck! Nnnnngh!" Her whole body shook, her muscles tightened as her peak knocked the sense out of her for a moment. "Fuck! Youfuck!" she continued to curse him out as she rode the waves of ecstasy he had pushed her into. "There! I finished! Now fucking cum, you fuck!"
"Inside or outside?" he asked quickly.
"You won, you wanna try and breed me thendo it you pussy!"
It was a good thing she said that as he couldn't have done otherwise if he wanted to. After staying on the edge for so long from pure force of will he could do nothing to hold back the tide anymore. He pulled her tight against him, delving as deep into her core as he could reach. A heated deluge escaping his iron-hard tip. Every drop of white seed filled the womb of his clan's servant. The overflow spilling out to her still clenching hole. The twitches of her walls encouraging the flow out of her grasping quim to stain the floor of the dojo.
"F... Fuck..." Tayuya gasped as her lord carefully lowered her to the floor, her ass resting in a puddle of their mixed juices. "Pretty good."
"Thanks, I– Hngh!" Once again he felt a sudden and familiar strain as a flood of memories came to him. The comforting warmth of Karin's thighs slick with her arousal. The feel of her tits in his hands and her plump ass pressed against him. He knee walked up Tayuya's body as a second burst of white erupted from him, spraying sticky lines over her face and tits.
"What the fuck?" Tayuya asked as she stared up at him.
He looked to where he had left Karin. Saw her sitting with her legs spread, her knees bent, staring wide-eyed back at him. The understanding that she came twice from him fondling her and fucking her thighs passing between them.
She didn't even stop to pick up her clothes as she fled from the room.
"Heh," Tayuya laughed, having seen the same thing he saw. "Nice."
"Yeah?" he asked, looking around the room. "Guess you better get back to cleaning, Tayuya. This place looks even more of a mess than when you started." If she wanted to be kind of a bitch this seemed like fair play.
"Hey, hold the fuck on! That's because–!" He ignored her protest, moving to take his boxers and put them on. "Son of a bitch..." she groaned, standing up and looking about to find her clothes, such as they were. Finding them, she started to get dressed, though, "Where the fuck are my panties? Hey shithead, have you seen–?" Looking his way, she saw him walking away with his back to her in just his boxers, spinning her panties by the band on his finger. "Oh fuck you!"
