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Love Triangle – Love Perfecta
Chapter 1
Ninja Academy had been a difficult time for Naruko; bullies, general scorn from peers and parents alike, a one-sided rivalry, and unrequited feelings alike culminated into many a sleepless nights. The many lunch-breaks having to sit by her lonesome and envy the groups of friends around her had taken its toll on the blonde, and having no-one to wait for her after school, or welcome her at home, had been just as horrible if not worse. Her one-sided rivalry with Sasuke Uchiha – the academy's number one student and (nearly) every girl's dream-boy – only earned her more contempt from the other students who came to view her as a nuisance. Her boisterous demeanour and habit of playing pranks did not help Naruko's situation, but any form of attention was, in her book, better than being ignored even if it earned the monikers of `Noisy Ninja´ and `The Show-Off.´ At least then they acknowledged her.
And then there was Sakura Haruno; the equally one-sided crush. She was cute, head-strong, skilled and studious; unlike most other girls in the same class she wasn't fawning over the "cool" Sasuke, preferring to focus on her training and studying whatever she could to stay ahead of the curve as a front-runner of the that generation of students. What was there not to like about her? Naruko had fancied her since she first laid eyes on the pinkette and she had tried everything to get her attention – to make Sakura talk to her. When the time came for Naruko to finally muster up the courage to confess to her it ended up as a punch to the gut.
"Is that why you're always trying to follow me around and keep bugging me at every turn?"
Her words had stung like a physical touch.
"S-Sakura…I—"
"I'm sorry, Naruko, but I have to focus on my studies. As should you, honestly." Her brows had knitted together in a frown, her eyes brimming with annoyance directed firmly at the blonde. "You really should stop goofing around. You're here for a reason and if you're not taking it seriously then you should've let someone else take your seat and leave the academy. Ugh. You're such a nuisance."
Her words would prey on Naruko's mind for years to come along with the lingering affection she unfortunately clung onto, however loosely. She kept her distance even as they wound up on a team together and kept interactions short whilst focusing on her own training and the dream she still held onto with pride and determination.
Unbeknownst to Naruko until much later, Sakura had begun to see her in a different light as time moved on and slowly reciprocated the feelings the blonde had professed to her years ago.
Unfortunately for Sakura, it was around the same time the older girl named Tenten had taken an open interest in Naruko and gotten a lot closer to her than the pinkette which had led down a path of hostility between the two; as soon as they crossed paths they flung scathing comments back and forth, but managed to keep things non-physical…for the most part.
Tenten and Naruko would meet up off-missions. Sakura had caught them a few times trying to get some extra practice in (where the brunette would make some subtle advances all touchy-feely) or hang out around the village. Tenten had taken her to a weapon-exhibit once and in typical Naruko fashion the blonde had taken the older girl to her favourite ramen stand for the most part.
Naruko may seem oblivious, but Sakura knew Tenten had an interest in her. In turn, the brunette suspected the same from the pinkette over the course of the latter `just happening´ to run into them or to fetch the blonde for an upcoming mission.
This persisted over the years, through the Chūnin Exams, and well into what would become the Fourth Shinobi War; although they could set aside their differences when needed, theirs was a relationship of constant hostility.
It had been in the middle of the war when Naruko had professed, "I like you both a lot! I…I can't possibly choose between you two and no matter what, I want you to get along!"
From that point on, with many ups and downs and trials while the war raged on, the three of them did get along; Tenten and Sakura in particular. Unwilling to `surrender´ and with the blonde having confessed feelings for the both of them, they attempted to work things out. With the war growing longer, everything going crazier the more time passed, and possibly facing the end of the world as they knew it, the three of them came to a conclusion;
"If we survive this…How about we enter a relationship? All three of us."
It's been almost two years since the end of the Fourth Shinobi War.
Naruko stirred from slumber as filtered sunlight bathed her face. Her body was heavy and refused to leave the comfort of the bed, but she had been scolded by Sakura and Tenten both too many times to sleep in unless there was a reason to. With both her girlfriends working, Naruko was the only one at home to take care of daily chores unless she had a mission, but no such luck this time. She clambered out of bed with limbs feeling heavy and a groan escaping her mouth unceremoniously. Her blonde mane was a mess and she was in need of a shower before she even attempted to do anything.
Breakfast had been prepped by Sakura before she had left for her job at the hospital, serving as Head of Konoha's Medical Department and Chief Doctor. The pinkette had to leave early every morning if not staying at work overnight, but she always made sure to have enough time for her family.
Tenten left early as well, working as a weapon seller and part-time Chūnin Exams Proctor; a note left on the nightstand informed Naruko that the brunette had gone on a short trip for work-related businesses and would return tomorrow, with a `Best of luck today! Love you! I'll miss that firm ass of yours!´
Naruko scoffed and smiled as she stepped inside the bathroom. An idea sprung to mind and for that she needed to shower herself properly; paying a visit to Sakura during her lunchbreak. If anything she would at least cheer her up with a handmade lunch and give the medical-ninja a bit of a boost for the day, but if things went really well, they would both get a good venting out and a healthy dose of dopamine.
It was all about being a lot more presentable in intimate situations. You wanted to look your best and feel refreshed at all times; you didn't know when someone wanted to cuddle or when someone was in the mood, be it in your own house or elsewhere…especially with people with a habit of wanting to have sex outside with the possibility of getting caught.
Life in a polygamy relationship was both heaven and hell, varying from day to day, Naruko had found out; jealousy was a frequent visitor when someone (i.e. Tenten or Sakura) felt left out, but they managed to make it work. Even when fights did occur they were resolved just as quickly and more often than not did the three of them settle things in the bedroom…or any room they happen to find themselves in at the time. The key was Communication; if there is a problem, talk to the other two about it right away, clear things out, and solve the problem before it festers. Naruko liked to believe they had done a good job maintaining their relationship if the trysts between Tenten and Sakura were of any indication.
Naruko sighed happily as she pumped shampoo into her hand and worked it into her wet flaxen hair. She loved them both so much that she had genuinely been worried that she wouldn't have ended up with either, given the way they were at each other's throats in the past. The thought of them forcing her to choose one over the other had occurred more than once and having brought up a three-party relationship had taken no small amount of courage.
And now, two years later, she was happily together with both Tenten, the older kunoichi who had swept her off her feet, and Sakura, her childhood crush. It felt like a dream, almost uncanny. If it wasn't for the constant, mind-blowing sex every week Naruko would've thought this to be a dream.
She rinsed her hair while lathering her body with soap (floral and fruity, just the way Sakura liked it) as she stretched her limbs. The tiredness from sleep seeped away and down the drain.
After the shower Naruko made sure to warm up a bit as you should do before exercising (of which Sakura would gladly help with) really soon by stretching her limbs and flex them properly. She had taken up yoga after Tenten had recommended it and the blonde had to agree that it did wonders.
Before eating breakfast, however, Naruko made sure to warm up by flexing her fingers inside her feminine channel. While vaginal muscles are flexible and resilient, it certainly didn't hurt (quite the opposite) to prepare herself before the inevitable, thorough pounding she would receive if Sakura was on board, lest the blonde would have to settle for a vibrator until her wife came home.
Breakfast was simple with toast, eggs, and a hefty glass of milk. Usually both Tenten and Sakura would mildly berate her for not eating properly, but they weren't home now were they?
Naruko snickered to herself as she enjoyed her version of breakfast. Though simple, it was enough to sustain her until lunch and it was certainly enough energy-boost to help her through lengthy coitus as evidence pointed to.
She never would have guessed that the girl she had had a crush on and the older girl whom had flirted with her would have both been intersexes; hermaphrodites if you will, people with both sets of genitals and traits. Both Sakura and Tenten identified as women with female pronouns, but they packed impressive male sexes that would put most men to shame, and they knew how to use them well; Sakura, with her insane strength, knew how to make each thrust force the blonde to cum and Tenten was one for exploring into deviant acts that brought Naruko to insane heights of pleasure, though she could be very gentle, if not teasing, as well.
Gods, heat was starting to rush to between her legs just thinking about their previous trysts ever since they wound up in this relationship; Sakura's sometimes-gentle-sometimes-rough wild rides as she took her mercilessly whenever and wherever, and Tenten's gentle lovemaking with unbridled teasing that could make Naruko orgasm within minutes – sometimes even seconds!
This was bad. She would end up needing another shower and a new set of clothes if she kept reminiscing like this. Not to mention that if she was to visit Sakura at her workplace she would at least have to bring some kind of lunch just in case; the pinkette had a habit of forgetting to bring a lunch or occasionally only bring something simple. Naruko was confident enough with her cooking that she could make a decent lunch for her partners and this time would not be any different as she began prepping for Sakura's.
At first she would make a tamagoyaki, seasoned exactly like Sakura liked it. Pickled vegetables like mini-tomatoes, carrots, and bean-sprouts were prepped and added alongside some nice karaage and a piece of watermelon made for a small, but satisfying bento box which Naruko was pretty proud of and hopefully Sakura would not have a decent lunch of her own this time.
Almost immediately the blonde's train of thought jumped to vivid images of just how grateful would be as Naruko smiled goofily; would she take her from behind in the break-room perhaps, or maybe a passionate office tryst was in order with the blonde bent over Sakura's desk?
A shudder went through her spine. Her sex quivered in anticipation as she rubbed her thighs together.
This was getting out of hand, slowly but surely. Naruko quickly got redressed in a mid-thigh long tight skirt, an orange-and-black short-sleeved top, the usual bandaged around her leg, and her crimson-and-black sage coat while entirely skipping her underwear. It was better that way. At this point Sakura would have no choice in the matter; they would have a quickie regardless of her feelings on the matter even if the blonde would have to settle with just sucking her off underneath her desk.
Refreshed and oversexed with a properly prepared bento box in hand, Naruko left with a spring in her step and headed towards Konoha Hospital.
Konoha Hospital was probably the largest building in the village and it was understandable why; patients ranging from the elderly to young ninjas streamed in and out while doctors and nurses hurried to and from every direction, meeting patients and answering summons without a step out of place.
It was as impressive as it was scary how smoothly the place was run…and how hectic and stressful the atmosphere made you by proximity.
Luckily, having been around enough times both as a visitor and a patient, Naruko knew where Sakura's office was. The medical-ninja wouldn't be in the cafeteria or any of the staff lounges, preferring to be alone in peace and quiet (a rare thing to have in hospitals) so she made a beeline for the stairs, giving employees the slip along the way.
When she found the hallway that was more finely decorated and built with a red carpeted floor, she knew she just had to take a left turn and the Chief's office was right at the end of the hall, indicated by the mahogany doors. Naruko sidled up against them and with a big grin plastered on her face she knocked her knuckles against the wooden surface in a chipper tune.
"Come in." The resignation in the pinkette's voice was heart-breaking.
Good thing she knew how to cheer her up.
Naruko opened the door and poked her head through with that mischievous smirk of hers as Sakura met her gaze. "Hey there, darling~"
"Naruko? Why are you – did something happen?!" The pinkette got up from her seat, eyes wide, and the blonde rolled hers.
"Hello to you too. I'm fine, nothing has happened." She stepped inside and closed the door behind her. "I brought you lunch."
"Oh." Sakura let out a sigh, hand over heart. "I see. Thank goodness, I was afraid that…No, no matter. Please, sit down!"
"I hope you like it!" She skipped over and put the bento down neatly in front of the medical-ninja before settling down on the edge of the desk. She eyed her lover expectantly. "I put a lot of love into it!"
Sakura chuckled. "I'm sure you did. Thank you, Naruko." She opened the box. "Oh wow. This actually looks amazing. Thank you!"
"`Actually.´ Hmph."
"Don't pout, darling. I really appreciate the effort. You have no idea how gruelling it is to get food in the cafeteria with everyone talking and shouting over each other." She clapped her hands. "Right, itadakimasu."
Naruko watched Sakura gradually dig into the food, humming pleasingly with every mouthful. If the pinkette was enjoying this…
"I take it you like it," she commented.
"This is amazing. You saved my lunchbreak, honey," Sakura replied and nearly stuffed her face. "I don't know what I would do without you."
"Probably settle with a crappy lunch for starters." Naruko's lips quirked as she shifted one leg over the other. "And you would probably live alone."
"Don't make me kick you out. But yes, probably."
"You wouldn't have a home-cooked meal waiting for you when you got home either."
"I certainly wouldn't"
"And you wouldn't have anyone to bang to relieve stress after a whole morning's worth of paperwork and operations."
"No I wouldn't—" She ceased mid-bite. Her gaze immediately flicked up to meet the blonde's as the latter made an obscene dick-sucking motion whilst wiggling her eyebrows.
"Figured I would pop in and check up on you, make sure you're doing okay. The lunch is just a bonus to help you regain some much needed strength." She scanned the clock mounted on the wall and her expression soured. "I guess I was a bit late today. Your break is almost over. Oh well. I'll make it up to you when you come home tonight, darling."
Sakura's gaze steeled. Her knuckles turned white from the strain.
"Ah well, good luck out there today~" She leaned over the desk and pressed a kiss to the pinkette's temple. "I'll see you at home, baby. Bye!"
Naruko swore she heard the chopsticks snap right before she closed the door.
That had been a bummer. Had she perhaps spent too much time prepping the bento? She hadn't exactly sprinted towards the hospital either and maybe Sakura had started her lunch-break a bit earlier?
Regardless of the reason, Naruko found herself a bit dejected. She had hoped for an office quickie to sate her pleasant ache until Sakura got home tonight, but it appeared that she would have to settle with fingers and toys until then instead. She reached the bottom floor and rounded a corner—
"Hey." The huskiness in the tone sent a shiver down Naruko's spine as Sakura pressed up against her back. "The bento was delicious. Thank you."
"T-That was quick…" Naruko swallowed, trying to control her voice. "Did you run all the way down here just to—"
"I cancelled a meeting I was supposed to have after lunch. I've got time." Sakura's voice was low and throaty. She kissed the blonde's earlobe and down her neck with a shuddering breath. "Is the offer still open?"
Naruko's pussy quivered.
"Y-Yeah…It sure is, honey." She jutted her rear back and the unmistakeable outline that pressed up against her had her skin break out in goose-bumps. "…So, do we head back to your office or…?"
"No time. Come with me."
"That's the plan…"
"Heh."
Away from prying eyes, Sakura led Naruko down the halls, rounding corners repeatedly until she suddenly stopped in front of a door. It was ordinary – plain-looking some would even say – and didn't strike the blonde as somewhere decent.
She forced the door open and quickly pulled Naruko inside before she slammed it shut. The pinkette was on her in an instant, kissing and bruising the blonde's lips fervently. Naruko was pushed against the wall, fighting Sakura's tongue for dominance in a heated tango as the pinkette had her pinned, pressing her body against the blonde.
Naruko moaned into the kiss. Her hands settled on Sakura's hips for now as she attempted to take control of the situation, to no avail. The pinkette suckled on her tongue when she tried to push back and the smooches became fiercer, more passionate as Sakura relentlessly kept going as if she would die otherwise.
Naruko glanced around the room; it was mostly dark, but she could make out bits and pieces with the dim light that was provided and it soon dawned on her where they were. She had hoped for an office tryst in, well, Sakura's office, but it appeared that the medical-ninja had decided to go for the second-best option for privacy in a hospital.
Sakura pulled back with a shuddering breath only to press a kiss to the side of Naruko's mouth, then again with her cheek, and continued to trail further away from the blonde's mouth and instead trailing south whilst she felt up the blonde who was beginning to squirm in anticipation.
"A- Ah!- j-janitor's closet? Really? Mm!" Naruko angled her head as Sakura peppered her throat with kisses. The pinkette had her pinned to the wall and hands were roaming over her curves through the clothes, trying to find a way underneath to touch fair skin directly. "What if the janitor—"
"I know their schedules, it's fine," Sakura breathed out as she hiked up Naruko's top to reveal pale swells to her hungry gaze. "No bra?"
"Figured it'd get in the way," Naruko replied with a grin. Her expression melted into that of pleasure as the pinkette nuzzled the valley between her breasts before wrapping full lips around a pert nipple. "Mm!"
"Good call," she said in-between. She suckled on it greedily before cupping and kneading malleable mounds and busied Naruko's lips with her own once more with a purr. "Is it the same down there I wonder…"
She shot the medical-ninja a challenging smirk. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"
Sakura's eyes widened, pupils dilating. She shot back a sultry grin as a hand went south and up underneath Naruko's skirt, dancing upon a slender thigh and towards the junction—
"Oh you had this all planned out, you little minx."
-And brushed against the base of curls just above a wet slit that dripped invitingly against her fingertips and the blonde released a shuddering gasp.
"I wanted to, mph, surprise you and ease some of the tension from work, ah!"
"I appreciate it, you wouldn't believe it…" She straightened as Naruko fumbled with her red qipao dress and let it slide open to reveal her modest breasts clad in a wine-red bra. "Heh. I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful, horny girlfriend...coming to visit me at work…"
Naruko lifted the brassier up and freed twin mounds, immediately palming perky breasts with relish. "And to think you rejected me back then…`Lucky´ indeed."
"A mistake I'm happy to have rectified," was her response as she kissed the blonde and shuddered when fingers played with small nipples. "And…not to, ah, sound desperate, but we only got so much time before my break is over…"
Naruko merely grinned at her. Deft hands went down to the front of Sakura's black shorts to open the custom-made front as she subtly felt up the outline of her impressive bulge. A single swift motion and she had an opening of which to allow Sakura's cock to flop out semi-erect. She wrapped her hand around the pinkette's member and stroked its length slowly as she watched Sakura's face melt into bliss.
"You need to take care of yourself before you go to work or you'll get backed up," Naruko teased.
"Tch…I would, but you're always sleeping through my alarm so I can't," she told her.
"Aww. You can't do it yourself? Are your hands not enough?" Sakura shot her a mild glare and Naruko giggled. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Allow me to help you out…"
She squatted as her lover braced herself against the wall, arms outstretched. Naruko jerked Sakura's dick a few more times for good measure (or rather to simply watch the pinkette's expression) before she opened her mouth and pursed her lips around the mushroom-head. She sucked in the first few inches and bobbed her head, taking a bit more inside her oral orifice each time.
Hearing Sakura softly groan blissfully was music to the blonde's ears. The medical ninja could be rough at times, but like this she was putty in Naruko's hands. They both loved the switch-dynamic they had; they were both bottoms and tops depending on the mood, though Sakura did favour the top and Naruko was more than happy to oblige.
In situations like this it was Naruko who was in charge and Sakura would have to stand there and be serviced.
The pinkette hummed and moaned. She glanced down at her, chewing on her bottom-lip with a salacious smile. "Oh yeah…This is just what I needed to get through the day…"
Naruko winked at her and kept sucking. She let go of her cock and fondled the pinkette's clean-shaved ball-sack while hugging her derriere with a firm cupping through the shorts as she took Sakura deeper into her mouth. She knew what the medical ninja liked; nice and warm, wet with pooling saliva as she drooled over her shaft, while keeping up the suction. She angled her head and let its tip strain against her cheek for added effect, relishing in the way Sakura's knees trembled ever so slightly and the sounds that escaped her as a result. The pinkette even began to hump against her face a bit, seeking more pleasure.
Naruko couldn't blame her. Her pussy quivered with need and she was certain her excitement was pooling on the floor. She could touch herself…but then the wait was worth it once she had given Sakura what she wanted despite the rush of heat settling at the apex between her thighs.
For some reason both Sakura and Tenten loved blowjobs over anything else. Almost. Naruko loved to listen to the sounds they made just as much; their quiet gasps, the hitching breaths whenever she went deeper down on them, their string of soft moans when she bobbed her head faster, and their grunts when they bucked her hips in an effort to take control and fuck her oral orifice like they took her doggystyle.
Just like now; Sakura was moaning as quiet as possible, her hips twitching and pumping forward ever so slightly in her pursuit of wet heat. It was the cutest of sounds in Naruko's opinion considering how confident and strong the pinkette was.
She took Sakura deeper, the tip of the pinkette's cock poking the back of her throat and further until she just barely reached the base. The shaft twitched and pulsed as the medical ninja groaned satisfyingly and, while Naruko aimed to please, the blonde could only endure it for so long before having to pull back for air.
Sakura chuckled and rested her spittle-covered cock over the blonde's face. "We're going to have to work on that, honey."
Naruko scoffed and smirked back. "Someone is getting greedy. Fine. Have it your way~" She pursed her lips back around the mushroom-head, sucking the tip while slathering her tongue expertly around it. The pinkette moaned softly and Naruko bobbed her head over the impressive length repeatedly while applying suction. Given the throbbing the blonde knew she was on the right track and cupped the medical-ninja's bloated balls for added stimuli as she sucked Sakura off as thorough as she could, not missing a beat and making her melt like putty in her hands. Her saliva began to pool in her mouth and dripped out of the corners of her mouth onto the floor. They would have to clean that up before they left, she noted.
"Naruko…I'm…close!" Sakura hissed, thrusting lightly into sucking wet heat. Her breathing had quickened and her dick was pulsating like crazy.
Naruko hummed in response, taking her time to please her girlfriend. Inch by inch went past her lips as she wrapped her fingers around the rest near the base, stroking lightly, but quickly. The taste of precum got stronger, leaking from the tip like a faucet; it was an acquired taste, but not completely unwelcome and Naruko had gotten used to it over their time together since her first encounter which had left a sour first impression.
Now it was the complete opposite; it was the essence of the ones she loved the most. That somehow made it taste sweet.
Sakura's phallus twitched and pulsated inside her mouth. Naruko felt warm around her face and the heat travelled over her body as she sucked off the medical ninja whose hips were itching to thrust. She pulled back, kept the mushroom-head inside her mouth as she swirled her tongue around it, and stroked the full length with sweet, slick friction. The symphony of stifled moans from the pinkette was music to her ears. Her cock throbbed like crazy and the quickened breathing from above was a sharp indication—
"Oh Naruko! Naruko! F-fuck!"
The salty heat that quickly filled the blonde's mouth threatened to spill out of its corners even as she swallowed the creamy seed. Each rope shot out like an arrow from a bow and the pinkette cheekily placed a hand at the back of Naruko's head as she began to thrust, pushing her dick deeper inside wet suction during her lengthy orgasmic high. It was insane how much both Sakura and Tenten ejaculated during orgasms; it felt as if she was swelling up a little from the amount she had decided to swallow.
With a loud ´pop´ Sakura pulled her shaft out of Naruko's mouth, a single strand painting her face in the process. The pinkette was leaning against the wall, hunched over the blonde, catching her breath with wobbly legs while Naruko wiped off the excess semen off her face. It had to be her imagination that her stomach looked a bit swollen, right?
"Looks like you already were backed up," she commented and caught Sakura's sharp stare, and giggled. "I bet you're not finished yet though~"
"Far from it." Sakura helped her up and stole a kiss. It wasn't the first time she tasted herself and she didn't seem to care. "Lift a leg for me. I've got you."
Naruko snickered and raised her right leg, eagerly presenting herself as her sex quivered in anticipation. The medical ninja held onto it and let it rest against her shoulder as she guided her still-erect shaft up against Naruko's needy, wet pussy. The tip pressed against her labia and the pair shuddered with a rippling pleasure, and the pinkette, her phallus still slick, was pushed inside with ease inside past wet folds and into Naruko's feminine channel. The sensation of being filled up, having inner walls stretched and strained from her lover's cock, would never get old.
"Goodness, you feel so fucking good, Naruko," Sakura grunted out as she began to thrust properly. They only had so much time after all. Her face was scrunched up in pleasure. "I might not even need to hurry up at this rate…"
"You might want to," the blonde replied and grinned playfully, though her expression faltered as her sex clenched around the impressive appendage. "W-We wouldn't want, ah, to get c-caught, mmph! B-Besides, we can continue at home if, ah, you don't work late tonight…!"
A fire lit up in the pinkette's eyes. "Don't tease me, honey."
"I'm not teasing. I'm just saying that maybe you shouldn't come home late tonight is all~"
The narrow-eyed expression she received, along with the quicker, rougher pounding, was all the answer she got; Sakura was sheathing the full length of her dick, down to the base, inside velvety depths. She held onto Naruko's leg for leverage as she pounded her relentlessly, working up a lustful fervour and properly moving after having been forced to endure Naruko's oral service still as a statue.
The blonde would've chuckled at how cute her girlfriend was, but ecstasy singed her nerves, overloaded from anticipation and the medical ninja's rough treatment. She sucked in air in an attempt to ground herself and withstand the constant spikes of pleasure she was at the mercy of, though her sex clamped down mightily and her eyes nearly rolled back, seeing stars.
She braced herself against the wall, desperate to not let her voice out and accidentally alarm anyone outside. Her body was hot as fire thanks to the clothes and the narrow space as her girlfriend kept fucking her with increasing vigour, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh bouncing off the walls. Naruko's fingers twitched and her toes curled and uncurled from the staccato of electric jolts jumping from synapse to synapse as the pressure in her belly wound tighter.
"Oh, oh, oh Sakura, mhm! This feels amazing!"
"Keep your voice down, babe!" Sakura hushed through gritted teeth. Despite this she thrust faster. "People will hear you."
"K-Kinda, ah!, d-difficult when you take me so roughly, you beast…ngh! Ah! Oh yes, fuck me harder…!"
The medical ninja scoffed. "With pleasure."
She moved faster and rougher, pinning her against the wall, and Naruko looped both legs around Sakura's waist as the pinkette palmed firm ass-cheeks, holding her up with her insane strength as she now had better leverage to make love to Naruko thoroughly; with her arms draped around the pinkette's neck, Naruko pulled her girlfriend close for a passionate kiss amidst their lustful tryst. Her pussy clenched down around her girlfriend's dick as pleasure crashed down over her again and her heart wouldn't calm down. Sakura's body was pressed flush against her own. Her nipples poked against her chest and the junction of their sexes exhumed insane heat from the swift, sweet friction, causing tantalizing frissons over her body.
Breaking from the dominating kiss and the medical ninja's skilful tongue, Naruko threw her head (unfortunately) back against the wall with a hiss. "Sakura…Sakura…Oh fuck it feels so good…! I'm gonna…Gonna…!"
"Me too," she uttered back with a heavy breath. Her hips were almost a blur as she drove herself fully inside rapidly and urgently. "I'm so close, babe! I'm cumming…"
"Cum for me," Naruko whispered back and kissed her deeply. "Cum inside…!"
She buried her face the crook of Naruko's neck. "Mm…You smell so good…" Sakura kept pumping her hips fervently and Naruko bit back a strangled moan, her body rigid and inner muscles clamping down tightly; pleasure blossomed sharply as the pressure collapsed, the euphoric feelings coursing through every muscle and nerve of her body in a rush of heat. Digits flexed and relaxed as she tried to control her voice, eyes nearly rolling back, when her lover caught her lips and moaned as she came inside.
The heat that grew down below intensified the more the medical ninja pumped her pulsating shaft with twitchy thrusts, ejaculating in long ropes continuously. At this rate Naruko swore – or would've if she had the mind to it – that she would look like she was early in pregnancy if this continued, given the amount of semen her girlfriends let out with each orgasm, and Sakura was still going as she drove her full length inside and let her cock drain itself inside snug, wet depths.
As her orgasm waned, the pair took the time to bask in the heat of the afterglow amidst the pungent odour of sweat and sex.
The pair hurriedly got re-dressed and fixed their hair, desperately undoing any evidence of their tryst. The smell was unfortunately nothing they could anything about, but the floor had been wiped clean and their clothes straightened enough.
"Alright, do I look presentable?" Sakura asked her.
"Presentable enough," she told the pinkette. "I don't think anyone would suspect you would be doing this kind of thing anyway, babe. I'm the one who has to walk back home with wobbly legs that I can barely feel."
"You'll be fine. You can rest up when you get home. Actually, I advise you to, considering what will happen tonight."
Naruko coyly smiled at her. "Oh? Pray tell, what will happen when you get back home?"
"Don't you try and go back on your word, Naruko, or I swear you'll be sleeping on the couch—"
"I'm messing with you, relax," she told Sakura and stole a quick kiss. "Calm down. We're going to have lots of fun when you get back…I'll even be sure to rev myself up while you're stuck here, working…thinking about me and that vibrator Tenten bought me…"
The medical ninja let out an exasperated sigh. "Don't you dare. I don't need that image in my head while I'm trying to work."
"Too late~" she chirped and kissed Sakura's cheek. "Welp, I'm off! Good luck today, honey!"
"Hey wait! You can't just leave it at that—!"
Naruko was out of the room with a spring in her step, grinning to herself as she heard her lover shout after her, her words diminishing in volume as she rounded a corner and dashed down the hallway.
That would about ensure a wild night later.
Sakura had always taken studies seriously. Having worked hard to be able to enrol in the Ninja Academy she doubled down on her efforts to ensure good grades and that her training paid off. The one-sided rivalry from Ino Yamanaka for Sasuke Uchiha's affections had been a nuisance, but thankfully not enough to interrupt her training or studying.
She had no idea where this was coming from either given that she didn't care about boys in the first place, much less about the Uchiha boy. Romance wasn't on Sakura's agenda in general, but the matter of fact was that she wasn't like other girls of which she identified as; she was born with a male genitalia, a penis, and that alone was already a sore spot for her growing up.
It was already strange to go through puberty like this to begin with. She didn't need the risk of getting humiliated and ridiculed by the other girls in the academy as well.
And yet a certain blonde, pigtailed girl wouldn't leave her alone.
Naruko Uzumaki. The Show-Off. The Noisy Ninja. The bane of Sakura's existence.
She would do anything to get her attention; pranks, boring stories, attempts at conversations that either focused entirely on Naruko's interests or were plainly uninteresting and didn't lead anywhere. Sakura remembered the moment she had flat out rejected her advances like it was yesterday and to this day she would regret it.
Truth be told she had always liked girls over boys. She hadn't been interested in Naruto at the time what with studies, training, and a dislike for the blonde's then-annoying attitude. Of course, when they ended up in a team together and got to learn more about each other Sakura realized that there was more to her than met the eye despite their short, few interactions.
It was also around the same time that she realized Tenten, an older student, had taken an interest in Naruko whom had grown into a cute girl; the attitude and noisy demeanour were still there, but the blonde had matured a bit and those traits had become somewhat charming, if not tolerable. Naruko was deep down a caring and kind individual who just wanted a bit of attention. She was the kind of person who would be your friend for life if given the chance.
A chance that Sakura feared she might have let slip through her fingers.
Naruko didn't interact much without outside of mission-related topics. She seemed to consciously avoid the pinkette and her words from back then rang clear in her head.
She remembered when the blonde had confessed to her and how she had responded; the guilt from the poorly chosen words and the way she had said them was still fresh on her mind to this day. She had not been wrong about prioritizing her training, but with the way Sakura had told the girl off could've been handled better. It was evident that she had scared Naruko away with the way the blonde was keeping her distance at all times and kept conversations short and strictly about missions.
And Tenten was right there, chatting up with her all casually – being friendly and allowing Naruko to be friendly back, building the foundation of a friendship that the pinkette had rejected. They smiled. They laughed. Perhaps it went over Naruko's head, but Sakura was certain that Tenten was flirting with her judging from the body-language and the small hints here and there such as the casual physical touch when the brunette dusted the blonde off from a stray strand of hair. She was a lot closer in both senses of the word, physically and on a spiritual level. They were friends and despite being teammates, Naruko wouldn't as much as look in Sakura's direction.
It wasn't until this began to hurt that Sakura came to the conclusion that she liked the blonde and kicked herself for driving her away when they could've been friends at the very least. Maybe then her feelings would've born fruit.
Because she couldn't let it slide. For whatever reason, Sakura couldn't move on; Naruko was on her mind near constantly to the point that she had guiltily masturbated many a times in the middle of the night, thinking about the blonde. And yet the older student, Tenten, was there in a position she wished she was instead, being able to talk to Naruko freely – to hang out with her, laugh with her, and be close to her.
It was a year later that Sakura had had enough and vowed to do her best to befriend the blonde…and drive away her rival.
The pinkette was jogging her way back home through the mild rain as soon as she was done for the day. Being the Chief Doctor meant a lot of responsibilities; Sakura's presence through most major surgeries, inquiries, ensuring that each and every patient received the highest standard of medical care, supervising, making sure standards and regulations are met, updating the medical staff…The list went on and each point was more taxing on her mentally than the last.
After several gruelling hours she was finally on her way home to her sweet, sexy girlfriend, a hot bath, and a hot meal waiting; food to regain energy, a bath to freshen up, and Naruko to share a steamy night with before waking up to face the same old routines of her job. Not that she hated it – she loved it and took her position highly seriously – but sometimes she wished she could just stay home and spend time with her girlfriends, unwind a bit.
And to think that her life would have been entirely different if she had given up on Naruko back then. She didn't even want to think of what that would be like; her relationship with Naruko and Tenten was a happy one and her life had never been better than it was now.
The strides she had taken and the ordeals she had gone through for this had been a different story though.
She had attempted to talk to Naruko multiple times over the course of several months. Each time she felt she got a little closer when the blonde slowly but surely seemed to warm up to her; a welcome sight after years of having been given uncertain, somber glances and curt acknowledgements.
Down the line, Naruko had even asked Sakura if she had wanted to hang out and the pinkette had quickly stated, loud and clear, "YES!"
They began to spend more time together outside of missions. They learned more about each other; Naruko admitted her love for ramen and playing pranks for a good laugh while Sakura told her about her idolization of Tsunade and other strong kunoichi. Eventually, when she was comfortable enough, she explained about how she wasn't like other girls though she still identified as one.
And Naruko, though surprised, had welcomed it with open arms to Sakura's relief.
"I mean, what kind of person would I be if I didn't accept you for who are? That won't change anything between us!"
"…You mean it?"
"Of course I do!"
"…Thank you."
"Don't mention it, Sakura."
Since that point they had begun to hang out even more. They visited places together like cafés and small bistros for lunch whenever they could, just talking the entire time. Sakura started to find Naruko's quick wit and humour endearing and they began to exchange stories. The pinkette shared tips for training and told the blonde of her daily routines, what food she could and couldn't eat to maintain her physique and building up stamina and strength. Eventually it came a point where they would train together in their spare time and Sakura noticed that Naruko didn't spend as much time with Tenten.
It was a small victory.
The more they hung out the more Sakura came to realize that this is what they could have had from the start if she had not driven her away back then. It was astounding how much fun they had and the chemistry between them was undeniable once they put their minds to it on and off missions.
As time passed Sakura realized that she really, really liked Naruko. A lot. She wanted to hug her. She wanted to kiss her. She wanted to confess, ask her out, and see where that would take them down the line.
Of course, it was around that time that Tenten made a move and asked Naruko out to a date.
And the blonde had happily agreed.
"I'm home~!"
"Welcome home!" The blonde greeted back from the kitchen. It smelled good; Naruko had thankfully been forced by both Sakura and Tenten to learn some cooking beyond ramen recipes. "Would you like to take a bath before we eat? Or do you perhaps…" She met Sakura in the hallway, tugging at the apron she rarely used anyway except for situations like this, and flashed the pinkette her cleavage. "Want me instead?"
She shook her head. "Honestly, I hate when you do that."
She pouted at her. Adorable. "Aww, why's that?"
"Because it's testing the borders of my sanity when I can't possibly choose, you little minx," she replied and swooped in her girlfriend for a kiss that had the blonde melt into her embrace. Their tongues danced and Sakura pushed hers against the seam of Naruko's lips begging for entrance, and greedily explored her mouth when the blonde obliged.
Firm hands buried themselves in her pink hair. The flaxen-haired girl pushed herself up against Sakura, to the latter's delight, as the medical-ninja firmly settled her hands over a plump ass and kneaded perfect globes hungrily. Her cock was already straining against her clothes and the thought of just whipping it out right here in the hallway surprised Sakura, but she could not deny that the temptation was strong; she would have Naruko back up against a wall and act out their earlier tryst, save for this time there was no need to be quiet, neighbours be damned.
"Mmhmm…" Naruko purred out into the smooch and wiggled her rear. She pulled back just enough, her lips still grazing against Sakura's. "The Naked Apron really got you going this time, huh?"
"Oh you have no idea. I kind of want to ignore the bath and the dinner right now."
"I worked so hard with dinner, too…" the blonde stated with a pout. Adorable.
"Well, that would be a shame then," said Sakura. She chuckled and kissed the blonde more tenderly. "Alright then. I suppose there's no rush. What are you making?"
"A meat-and-vegetable stew."
"Then how about we take a bath while it simmers? Sound good, darling?"
Naruko grinned at her. "Sounds good!"
The bath had been a borderline breaking-point; the second clothes were off and the pair could see the states of each other's arousal, dinner had not only almost been forgotten, but nearly ruined as the two of them busied themselves with one another's lips and mapping out bodies possessively, while stimulating each other's sexes – riling up the flame between them while they kissed and nipped-
A resounding growl broke them out of their trance. The sound was unmistaken and quickly followed up by another string of growls, prompting the two of them to burst out into laughter.
"Dinner?" Sakura asked, slightly dejected.
Her lover nodded firmly and chuckled. "Dinner."
Dinner had been lovely; Naruko had outdone herself with this, the pinkette noted and promptly told her. The flavour had been on point despite the spices being a bit too much for Sakura who had nonetheless enjoyed the much needed hearty meal after hours of slaving away at work.
Re-energized, and with both bath and dinner out of the way, the last point of Naruko's previous, kind offer, was all that was left. With the table getting cleaned up in a bit of a hurry, Sakura wasted no time to sweep the blonde off her feet and carry her in her strong arms off to the bedroom. Her appetite sated and without the odour of today lingering on her person, Sakura was ready for an early night with her darling before having to face tomorrow.
She carried Naruko bridal-style to their bedroom. It was an easy task with the training she had gone through with Tsunade over the years, but she made sure to be nothing but gentle.
Carrying the blonde over to the bed she tenderly laid her down, but Naruko refused to relinquish her hold on her and pulled Sakura down for a lingering kiss. Sakura melted into the kiss as she lorded over the blonde's body, slowly undressing her of her apron in a rising urge to feel her skin beneath her eager hands as they mapped out every nook and dip and fold of the blonde's curves. Given Naruko's state of undress it was easy to feel up her warm body – to feel her every cranny and curve.
Her girlfriend was taking her time undressing her out of the qipao dress and the obi sash, too busy with kissing Sakura to really focus. Once the sash did come undone the blonde's hands caressed Sakura's abdomen, feeling up the muscles hiding beneath her slim physique before settling over her hips. Sakura buried a hand in flaxen tresses and released the pigtails. Her tongue danced with Naruko's in a passionate tango of oral dominance as she eventually explored her mouth in a slow, hungry kiss that earned her a pleased mewl.
Her brassier was unstrapped and she took a moment to slip it off of her. Undressing herself of the dress, the blonde took the opportunity to feel up Sakura's body and cup the underside of her shapely breasts with a playful squeeze, prompting Sakura to release a shuddering moan whilst she desperately attempted to take off her shorts and underwear in a single impatient movement. She fell back and her girlfriend pounced on her like the fox she was, wrapping her fingers around the pinkette's throbbing length and lavishing wet kisses all over before licking it tantalizingly.
Sakura moaned out from the slow ministrations and patted the blonde's rump. Naruko got the hint and moved, presenting her backside to the medical ninja; her sex quivered and Sakura's pupils dilated as she ran her finger across her outer labia, collecting rich wetness, and without further ado palmed firm curves before pressing her face against the blonde's sex.
"Mmph!" Naruko moaned around her shaft as she ate her out with gusto. Hearing her make those kinds of sounds while she sucked her off was a guilty pleasure, but in the end it was just great foreplay. Sakura lapped a hot path and drank in her tangy juices, revelling in her scent that filled her nostrils and fuelling her lust for her girlfriend further. Sometimes the foreplay wasn't needed given their high libido, but who was she to pass on an opportunity to eat out Naruko? (Or to have her dick sucked for that matter.) It was one of her favourite things to do with her lovers after all.
Their oral ministrations continued leisurely. There was no rush. The pair committed themselves to the slow pace, taking their time to deal out pleasure and working each other up to the fervour and pleasure.
The sweet, burning ecstasy that tingled over her phallus was quickly spreading and zipping up Sakura's spine the more Naruko suckled and bobbed her head along the length. As much as she wanted to start humping into the blonde's mouth, this wasn't a tryst like earlier today; they were at home and could take their time to revel in the sensations and enjoy the moment. Sakura kissed her mons and collected more excitement from her outer labia with relish, enjoying how Naruko quivered above her with every stroke of her tongue. The blonde's thighs squished against her temples as her girl attempted to ground herself from the smaller orgasms.
She flipped Naruko onto her back and got up to drape her body over the blonde's, kissing her lips, and let herself be pulled closer into a warm embrace.
"Mm…"
"I love you…" Naruko huskily uttered between kisses. "I love you so much, Sakura. Take me."
Sakura purred and let a hand roam down to the blonde's hip. "With pleasure, my love."
She pushed forward, slow and gentle, spreading flushed lower lips and penetrating slick depths with a low, shuddering moan until she was fully inside. She slowly pulled back halfway and thrusted back in, keeping it tender and less wild that she normally would've. It was about the atmosphere; tonight simply didn't call for a wild, raunchy romp in bed, but for unhurried passion.
Their heavy-lidded eyes closed as the pair kissed, wordlessly expressing and exchanging affection and desire that spoke volumes, while urging each other for more. Sakura moved a bit faster. The feel of Naruko clenching down on her in staccato was incredible and she shivered with pleasure as the blonde's hands caressed the small of her back and down to the curves of her buttocks in silent beseeching. Inner muscles, soft as velvet and warm, hugged her length.
"Oooh Sakuraaa…" the blonde softly moaned. Her nails broke Sakura's fair skin and drew thin crimson lines down her back to the curve of the medical-ninja's rear. "More…" she gasped. "Mmh…More…It feels so good, Sakuraaa…"
"You feel incredible," Sakura commented. Her lips pressed against Naruko's. "I love you so much, honey."
"Mhm…"
Sakura thrusted quicker, her pace faster. She kept it relatively slow by comparison, but fast enough to push them both closer to the edge and judging by the blonde's wordless encouragement. The flexing of the mattress filled the room and joined by the strings of quiet gasps and moans in various pitches the more Sakura drove her length fully inside, hitting the right spots that made Naruko's toes curl. The blonde was so tight when her inner, velvety walls clamped down around Sakura's cock and it felt amazing enough for frissons to break out over the medical-ninja's body. It was just like their first time together, years ago; the unhurried, passionate lovemaking was spot on how they had done it.
Naruko had been a quick learner back then and the skills she had learned was evident even now years later; she moved her body in accordance with Sakura, from her hips to match the pinkette's rhythm to touching her in all the right places as she urged her on, and kissed Sakura with a hunger that promised utmost pleasure.
Sakura nipped at the blonde's earlobe and the letter shuddered and groaned. Her sex was a furnace of pleasure down below as the pinkette thrusted harder, but still slow. The string of moans that followed suite as the medical-ninja let her teeth sink into the soft skin of Naruko's throat filled the bedroom, rising in octave as the blonde trembled and rocked back against Sakura in earnest, her hands still caressing the small of the pinkette's back and buttocks.
"Fuuuck…Naruko, you feel so damn good," she uttered in a breathy moan. Her entire length was squeezed by silky wet heat and her pleasure-receptors were overloaded to the point that she were almost close to orgasm. "Oh heavens, I'm so close already."
Naruko chuckled, but her voice quickly trailed off into a lengthy moan as she hugged the pinkette closer, her hot body flushed against Sakura's.
"Yeah, I can tell," she managed eventually between gasps. "Oh Sakura…keep going! Don't, mm, hold back, give me more…ah!"
The blonde opened her mouth to continue spur her on, but only moans came out. As she rocked with Sakura's thrusts and kept scratching up her back, the pinkette stole another kiss, humping a bit faster as the pressure wound tighter down in the pit of her pelvis with the firm grip the blonde had on her being a good indication that Naruko was close as well.
Sakura got rougher, her inner strength coiling beneath her lithe frame as she pulled out until just the head was inside the blonde's feminine channel and then drove every inch back inside. She became more dominant, moving and looming over Naruko as she pounded her a bit faster. Their lips crashed in a searing smooch, tongues dancing for dominance and exploring each other's mouths. Their hands buried in flaxen and pink tresses as their bodies moved in unison, fanning the flaming ecstasy that sweetly burned, spreading from neuron to neuron as quick as lightning. The pleasure licked at their bones as they melted into each other, becoming a messy goop of heat and limbs as Sakura kept thrusting into wet depths
The pressure burst as she drove her shaft as deep as possible. The white-hot pleasure erupted as Naruko cried out her lover's name, her pussy quivering from the crashing orgasm. Her toes curled and nails raked over Sakura's back as she let out a strangled moan.
Sakura buried her face in the valley between the blonde's breasts. Her cock pulsated uncontrollably from the surge of ecstasy as she gave in to her own orgasm, her hips jerking as she pumped continuously inside with strong ropes of copious amount of semen. She could feel Naruko swell up a bit from the insane ejaculation and she simply kept humping and pumping with weaker spurts.
The bed gently rocked along with them as they rode out their heights together, the pleasure slowly waning from the dying embers of their wild throes. The hammering of their hearts calmed down little by little, resonating through each other's bodies as they basked in the afterglow, bodies flushed together in a pile of pliant goo it felt like.
She kissed the blonde. It was soft and chaste, if not tired. The contact felt like a gentle breeze after their passionate love-making.
Sakura lazily rolled off of Naruko to her side. The blonde's chest was heaving with each heavy breath, but the medical-ninja's attentions shifted over to her belly and the way Naruko looked like she was early on into pregnancy.
Why did that turn her on so much?
"One of these days we're going to be out of contraceptives," Naruko managed to utter through her panting.
Sakura chuckled tiredly and patted her lover's stomach. "Well…We did talk about starting a family eventually."
"More like it was mentioned and never brought up again," the blonde corrected and softly laughed. "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it I guess…I've got the pills for tomorrow so it's fine. Gods know you two just absolutely hate condoms."
"They're little prisons on your penis. I don't like them."
Naruko scoffed. "And therein lays the problem. I have to worry about pills while you and Tenten get to enjoy yourselves completely."
"Don't act like you don't like it raw, honey."
They shared a laugh as Naruko managed to snuggle up against her. Sakura hugged her closer and pressed her lips against the blonde's brow before pulling the sheet up over them. "Good night, Naruko."
"Mm…Good night, Sakura."
The next morning Naruko woke up alone once again with Sakura already at work. Her body was slightly sore and she didn't feel as bloated, thankfully, but a shower was definitely in order as well as a change of bedsheets.
Stepping into the much-needed shower first, Naruko rinsed the glow of last night off of her and reached for the body-soap with a slight smirk; Tenten would be at the shop today, having either slept on the couch tonight when she got home or slept over at her shop in order to hop straight into work first thing in the morning.
She snickered to herself. There were only a few hours left before it was time for lunch and Naruko would not miss out on this chance to give the brunette a special visit; poor thing must have missed her something terribly and would likely need a bit of a…pick-me-up after her work-related trip.
Her hand immediately travelled down to her sex. She cupped it, teased her outer labia, and shuddered. The warm water cascaded down her trembling body as a different kind of wet heat rushed to her pussy. Just the thought of what Tenten would do to her, being pent up that she likely was. Then again that didn't matter; Naruko knew exactly what to do – and say – to rile her lovers up if she wanted some attention.
She smirked. She had to come up with a new bento box for Tenten and freshen up properly if they were to get intimate; she had to look presentable for her lovers after all.
With a coating of the body-soap in place and the richly scented shampoo thoroughly scrubbed into her hair, Naruko planned ahead on what to cook for lunch…and whether or not she would skip underwear again.
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