"Have you had any luck getting more work?"

Temari cocked her head, looking at her friend. She and Sarada were in the food court, having gotten together to eat and chat as they regularly did. The slender, raven-haired beauty was wearing her glasses, which did little to detract from her beauty. Even bespectacled, Sarada was drop-dead gorgeous. A part of Temari envied how effortlessly sexy Sarada could look, but she took solace in the fact that she had the more curvaceous figure—her one advantage over the brunette.

"Yeah, some," the blonde answered with a shrug. She took a sip of her smoothie, rolling up her shoulders in the strapless top. "It's definitely helped my prospects… getting that operation. And the new portfolio has done a lot, too. Naruto's a genius at photography."

Sarada hummed, poking a fork distractedly through the remains of her salad. She appeared to be thinking to herself, and she cupped her chin in one hand, resting an elbow on the table. Her shirt was sleeveless, showing off her fair, slender arms, and it well flattered the proportions of her trim, taut body. Her hips cocked in her seat, a tight bottom rolling to one side over the chair as the woman crossed and uncrossed her legs.

"Naruto, huh… You've talked a lot about him. And I mean a lot." Sarada smirked and leaned forward, onyx eyes glinting before her lenses flared from the light overhead. "I know you well enough to tell when you've taken a liking to someone. Is he hot?"

"Very," Temari said without missing a beat. It was a normal question for Sarada to ask, and she wasn't remotely fazed by this probing, prodding inquiry. In truth, she had brought Naruto up as often as she had precisely to elicit such queries so that she would have an excuse to brag. "He's a total stud. Fit, but not too burly, and with a dick you could suck for days… His eyes are stunning, and he has the most brilliantly blonde hair I've ever seen, and he's got a really handsome face too. But his dick is his best feature."

"I take it you're seeing him, then, if you can opine on the quality of his cock. How long have you two been going out?"

"Going out?" Temari smiled dreamily. "I wouldn't dignify it with a phrase like that. We aren't 'dating'. You know… he's sort of spoken for already. But I managed to get my hooks in him."

"You temptress," Sarada deadpanned, though she was smirking. "You seduced an honest man, eh? That sounds like fun. Does the other girl…?"

"I don't think she knows, no."

"So it's like that, then." Sarada nodded. "Open relationships are more common these days, so I wasn't 100% sure…"

"It's open enough to fit another girl." Temari winked at her friend. "Whenever you feel like joining in."

"Oh, what? Is he interested? Did he ask if you would invite one of your model friends for a threesome?"

Temari laughed.

"You aren't the only one I could invite, if that was the case! No… You're the one who said to let you know if I found a good guy. Don't pretend you aren't already up for it, you slut."

"Mmm…" Sarada hummed, stretching her arms over her head. "Well, certainly, if he's good enough. But it takes more than just a solid dick to get my interest. How is he in bed?"

"Ferocious," Temari answered. "He was really reluctant at first, and he almost decided to never see me again before I was finally able to convince him, and the first time was super intense. Even after that, whenever we do it, he's really overpowering. Raw and fierce. Kind of angry, but in a good way."

"That does sound intriguing," Sarada conceded. "But… I dunno. My schedule is busy."

"You can always make time for a booty call."

"Sure, if I'm fine with just a quickie! But if he's as good as you say, I'd want it to be a full, proper session." Sarada twirled a half-eaten leaf of lettuce on the end of her fork. "Speaking of, what's his stamina like? I assume he isn't a quick shot, since you speak so highly of him, but…"

"He can go all night without stopping," Temari replied, staring dreamily into the distance. "Just thinking about it… mm, oh, he's great. Even when he's tired, he can easily last an hour if he tries."

"Hmm. Then I'll definitely want a big open space in my schedule," Sarada said. "I think I could arrange a free evening next Saturday. Not this coming one, but the one after it. Would your place work? Or would you wanna bring him to my apartment?"

"My place is fine," Temari said. "You want it to be a surprise?"

"For him?" The model's eyes twinkled. "Depends. Would that make him angrier?"

"Maybe," Temari said. "But maybe the anticipation would get him more worked up for it."

Sarada hummed.

"Whatever sounds good to you," she decided. "But I should probably be going. Got a shoot in half an hour."

Temari nodded.

"Next Saturday, then?"

"Yeah. See you then."

The two women smirked at each other, thinking of the fun they would have.