Blood splattered as Tenten's elbow connected soundly with his jaw! Three more hard jabs into his gut and the ref broke them up. A short discussion amongst them and Tenten was declared the winner. The match was over. And we had another two or three hours before she'd fight again. That would be the primary reason why it was just the four of us up here, Karu, the twins, and me. The rest of my children weren't crazy about spending half their weekend in a stuffy gymnasium just to watch aunt Tenten clobber five people.
It was actually a bit of an ordeal talking these three into coming out to support her, but it seemed like the right thing to do. Tenten flashed a smile as she retook her seat by the sparring pads, far below us up in the bleachers. The twins squealed in amazement, waved and cheered, but Karu just looked away pouting. She'd been quiet since we got here, for the car ride up too.
I glanced at the twins, Muranu had some kind of electronic handheld where she was building a city or something in the desert. She was happy to talk endlessly about this game to anyone, but that's how I'd spent the last two hours. Besides, she had her adorable little sister huddled against her shoulder to talk to about irrigation, population points, and whatever the hell else her little game entailed. At least it sounded like it required thought, that was probably good.
Seeing them occupied I opted to take Karu aside, keeping the twins in site but finding a corner where we could talk with some semblance of privacy.
"Alright muffin, what's wrong?" I asked firmly. She said nothing, only looking away and refusing to meet my eyes, the adorable little pout on her pale face remaining. "Muffin, you know it's not okay to disrespect your mother like this, especially not on a day like today when she's got something really important to her going on,"
Her ineffective scowl seemed to grow, even as her eyes looked like they might water. I placed a hand on the side of her head, slowly stroking down the fiery red hair that framed her face. She really was just too adorable, even now, it was hard to be tough with her.
"Mom won't tell me who my dad is," she complained quietly. So quietly I almost couldn't hear over the noise and bustle of the room. "An-and she was mean yesterday when I asked!"
"Karu, your mom is just really insecure about that, and you know she's been under a lot of stress with the competition coming up, I'm sure she didn't mean it," I began. My face fell just a little, involuntarily, and I opted to lean into that. "You know I think of you as my daughter don't you?"
"No! No, I know you do I… I just…" she sniffled a little, beginning to lose her composure.
"I love you just as much as your little sisters, or any of my kids with your aunt Hinata," I assured, earning just a ghost of a smile on that disheveled face. "I mean, how could I not? So thoughtful, and kind, and helpful," I trailed on trying to goad a smile out of her. I succeeded and even got a giggle. "And sweet lord that laugh," I added whimsically.
Her disheveled face was now mostly dominated by a powerful red blush and a goofy smile. With my continued poking and prodding, it continued for a good, long while. Ten years and I was still an absolute sucker for my daughter's laugh. My first daughter. My first bastard.
What did that matter though? She was quite literally a beacon of joy, a miracle of nature that could fill me with glee just by her presence, just by existing. I loved her so much.
"Come on, let's go back to our seats, and let's be nice to your mother, okay?" I asked, bringing just a bit of force back to my voice after I hugged her, receiving a deferent smile in return.
Next fight all three of our daughters cheered energetically at Tenten's long, hard-won defeat.
I cheered too of course.
Then I about jumped out of my skin.
"That was her last fight, yes?" Samui surprised me, having somehow snuck up on me during the melee.
"Oh! Hi sensei, yeah if I remember right," I offered awkwardly. "I think we're going to stick around for the score readings and stuff at the end though,"
"Of course. Why don't you go see if she needs any sundries or anything of that sort? I'll protect your children," she said plainly.
The offer surprised me, but it sure as hell wasn't going to be refused.
We both knew how Tenten got after a fight. She'd been training her ass off this last month after all, and I was her sparring partner. With that in mind, I about flew down the stairs, catching up to the woman in question just as she stepped out of the discount collesium and into the slightly less noisy hallways outside.
"Great fight," I offered, making her jerk just a little, and lower the towel she'd been wiping her face with.
"Where are the kids?"
"Back in the bleachers, Samui's watching them, thought I should check if you need anything" I answered. Immediately her eyes hardened from a look of exhaustion to one of sharp annoyance. I bit my tongue. "Come on, I'm sure your sore, how about a little rub in the showers?" I offered, bringing one arm up to her far shoulder and squeezing tenderly.
Her glare only seemed to harden.
"We did it three times last week already, you're a fucking horndog you know that?"
"I don't think that's been in question for at least a decade," I admitted. "Although, you're the one who instigated those 'three times' as I recall," I dared whisper in her ear. It was true, she was always the one who got all horny and flirty after clobbering my ass. All I had to do was agree to go spar.
Then again that was after victories, this was right after a nasty fight she didn't win.
At least that was the only explanation I had for why she was so cold and hard right now, well that and me mentioning the blonde bombshell I'd fucked in front of her a few months back. Still, neither of these tragedies seemed to deter her sufficiently. When she started to walk away and I didn't follow, she stopped, grabbed my arm, and forced me to.
I grinned.
She hummed as my hands tenderly worked the stiff shoulders. These shower stalls weren't huge, and the pressure was pathetic, but at least they had a sitting shelf. Made this part of the massage much easier. The shoulders, that slender neck, those frighteningly hard arms. The soft, feminine noises escaping were driving me nuts, making me hard as fuck, as if being naked in a small white box with her wasn't enough for that already.
For the first time in a while, she surprised me.
Turned around without rising and laying a hand on my bobbing cock. Before I could tell her that I was fine she had the head in her mouth. That wonderful, dainty humming grew louder as she slid those soft lips up and down over my shaft. The bottom half of my cock she continued slowly pumping, immediately and abruptly I was overwhelmed with pleasure.
Shit, when was the last time Tenten blew me? A few months at least, and what a fucking shame that was she quickly reminded me. Her hand grew quicker, pumping like a piston without relent, her mouth sucking enthusiastically on the head while her tongue slowly circled it.
I was in heaven. God nobody could suck a cock like Tenten. Well, except Temari, she was the best by far, not that I'd ever tell anyone but her that. Also Ino, I suppose, my lovely florist was at least on level with the woman currently between my legs. Their technique was just too different to compare. Tenten was like a machine, the way she just assaulted you with pleasure at that steady, even pace. Ino was noisy, sloppy, loved to pause and talk and tease like the little whore she was.
Suffice to say I liked both approaches, a lot.
When her free hand came up to cup my balls I groaned. It was the first half-coherent noise I made in a while, and it brought my hypnotized eyes back down to her. I needed to pay attention, it was the least I could do.
"I love you so much Tenten… fuck your good at this," I told her. The way her cheeks turned red as she worked, despite keeping her eyes closed in concentration, sent a spike of pleasure through me. "I'm close," I warned.
When her only reaction to this was to speed up, circle my head faster, and strain to take another inch into her mouth, I let go. She didn't stop stroking until my cock was well and truly dry. She even lay a kiss on the head after releasing me, like a little farewell peck.
"I love you too," she admitted, seeming embarrassed of the fact even as I grinned like an idiot. "Thanks for bringing the girls out to this I… I appreciate it,"
"It's nothing!" I assured, helping her up while staying seated. "I do like spending time with my daughters you know," I lay a kiss on her mouth when it came within range, earning another delicious purr. "Thanks for making them," I said half sarcastically, kissing her again. "Thank you so much Tenten," I repeated, pulling her onto my lap and devouring her mouth.
She made a short noise of protest but gave in quick enough.
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