Sakura stood in front of the council for both Senju and Uchiha clan with her head held high. She was a force to be reckoned with. It was evident in the way she held herself in front of the councilmen, her shoulders firm and her chin lifted so no one, no matter the status, could look down on her. The way she spoke, the refined dignity in her voice - demanded respect. Sakura and her relationship with the clan heirs had become the hottest topic of discussion all over Konoha for the past couple of days. She knew it was a matter of time until they were discovered, and she was more than prepared to face the fallout, but she didn't expect it to be discovered so soon. She quite enjoyed the rendezvous meetings with her boys, the sneaking around gave her quite the thrill, and she knew for a fact that they felt the same way. Of course once word got out, the council went into an uproar, which is why she found herself standing before them at this moment.
"I do believe there is nothing left to discuss here, councilmen," she said in clipped tones. "In fact, isn't it the biggest sign of trust to have the two most powerful heirs of your respective clans agree to share a matriarch? Is that not the epitome of peace, the one we are currently in?"
Both the Uchiha and Senju council grumbled, some looking at her with a newfound respect, while others sent seething glares her way. Sakura kept her ground and raised an eyebrow.
"How, pray tell, will you make this arrangement work. As you stated, they are the current heirs of our clan, and they have duties to keep as clan heirs, one which includes fathering a child to be next in line. This type of arrangement only works if it's within one clan, as it would not matter which heir you bed, so long as the child you bear has their blood,"
Sakura narrowed her eyes at the old geezer but kept her mouth shut. She could feel her mens' chakra flare at the disrespectful way he addressed her. She looked their way and gave them a reassuring smile, watching their face relax and even soften at the gesture. She turned her attention back to the geezer, making eye contact with him as she spoke.
"However we make this arrangement work is none of your business. Need I remind you, all of you, that I am a very capable medic and that I am intimately familiar with how the human body works. Did you know that being a medic nin has a lot of advantages. For example, I can manipulate the human body to do so many things, such as allowing the body of a woman to not conceive, no matter how many times she may bed with a man. But it also means that I can increase the chance of conceivement as well,"
Everyone's eyes widened at her implication, some with their mouths hanging open. Sakura took a deep breath and let it out.
"Councilmen, the only reason that I am here before you is to not get any type of permission to be with these four males," she gestured to her boys. "Because no matter if you forbid it or not, I will stay by their side, blessing or no blessing. This is more for formality's sake, and because I understand that there are still some clan "rules" I need to adhere to if I am to be the matriarch. Although I believe some of these rules to be outdated and need some refinement, wouldn't you guys agree?" she asked, tilting her head towards the direction of her boys.
Izuna and Hashirama were grinning proudly at her, while Tobirama and Madara smirked, their eyes shining with adoration and respect. The majority of the council grumbled under their breath.
"Well," Madara stood up, taking purposeful steps towards Sakura. "I believe this meeting to be over. Everyone, get out," he said, never once looking towards the council, but instead focusing his gaze on Sakura. She smiled coyly at him, and Madara's eyes darkened, his body buzzing with pent up energy. The councilmen squirmed uncomfortably, the ones with the Uchiha clan bowing and leaving hastily while the ones with the Senju clan looked towards Hashirama and Tobirama before being nodded to and scrambling away. Once the last of the councilmen left the room, Sakura let out a loud exhale.
"Honestly, I don't know how you guys deal with them and their archaic way of thinking," she snorted, trying to ignore the way her boys stared at her with heat in their eyes. Madara now stood in front of Sakura, his form towering over her. She smiled softly up at him as she batted her lashes flirtatiously. Madara grabbed the back of her neck and slammed his lips against her own, kissing her roughly and groaning when she kissed him back with equal ferocity. Sakura was so engrossed in the kiss that she didn't realize Madara had maneuvered them to the center of the room. When he broke off the kiss, her eyes were half-lidded and her lips were swollen, causing the male to rub his thumb over her lower lips.
"I want you to sit," he commanded. It took a few seconds for her brain to register what he was saying until he smirked and she heard Hashirama's voice behind her. Her eyes widened as she turned around and saw Hashirama laying down on the floor, his eyes dark and focused on her.
"Sit, Sakura," his voice had lowered down a few octaves, the huskiness of it causing her to shiver. Madara helped her undress, untying her yukata from behind her. She heard everyone hiss when they saw her without underwear. She bit her lips and smiled sheepishly at them.
"Where?" she asked softly, although she had a pretty good idea of where they wanted her to sit.
"Sakura, if you do not come here and sit on my face, I will have Madara do it for you," Hashirama commanded, the seriousness of his voice left no room for argument. Sakura secretly loved it when Hashirama used that commanding voice on her, and she had a feeling he knew it as well. With shaky steps, she stood on top of him. She should be embarrassed, really she should. He literally has a full upward view of her core, and it's probably very wet and glistening.
"Sakura, sit," Madara groaned, placing his hand on her shoulders and pushing her down. She gasped when her knees buckled and she was hovering over Hashirama's face. With a growl, she felt Hashirama's arms wrap around her thighs and pulled her down towards him. Sakura squealed then moaned as she felt his tongue glide along her clit and inside her core.
"W-wait, h-hold, I'm heavy!" she tried to protest, squirming and trying to lift herself up so her weight wasn't fully on his face, but Madara's hand under her chin stopped her. She swallowed as her eyes met his. Slowly he bent down and kissed her deeply. Sakura moaned into the kiss as she felt Hashirama's wicked tongue continuously lick her core. Instinctively, she began riding his face, the building tension causing her to forget about her weight. She felt calloused hands squeeze her breast and pinch her nipples. She felt the jolt of pleasure zing through her, and Hashirama groaned as more of her juices coated his tongue.
Madara straightened and began to undress, watching Sakura throw her head back as her face contorted in pleasure. She held on to Hashirama's head as she rode his face, her movements turning erratic as she neared her orgasm. He licked his lips as he stroked himself a few times before grabbing a fistful of her hair with his other hand. Sakura's eyes snapped open, and with one quick glance at him and his erection, she licked her lips and wrapped her hands around his cock before she opened her mouth and sucked him in. Madara groaned, his head tilting back as her mouth worked its magic. When Sakura moaned as he was deep in her throat, he nearly came undone from feeling the vibrations of her moan. He held her head in place as he noticed Hashirama picking up his pace while Izuna gave a helping hand as he rubbed circles on her sensitive bud. Tobirama hung back, watching it all unfold as he slowly stroked himself. Sakura screamed around his cock as the orgasm rocked through her, her body shuddering uncontrollably. Madara came just as she did, his seed spilling down her throat as he held her head in place for a few more seconds before he let her go, her mouth leaving his cock in a loud pop.
Without missing a beat, Tobirama helped her up, practically carrying her as he scooped his arms under her thighs. He maneuvered her so that her core was aligned with his aching erection before he guided her down his throbbing cock.
"Oh, yes," she sighed as Tobirama set an easy rhythm. She held onto him, her arms wrapped around his neck as she bounced on his cock. She felt another body behind her, and smiled when she looked over her shoulders to find Izuna smiling back at her with half-lidded eyes.
"This," she moaned as Tobirama hit particularly deep, "was what I had imagined when I watched you two spar that one time," she panted. Tobirama slowed down his pace as Izunas hands groped her cheeks. He licked his pointer finger before placing it on her other hole, slowly inserting it inside of her and stretching her out to get her nice and ready for his cock. Sakura let out a guttural moan as she felt Izuna finger her tight hole while Tobirama set a torturously slow pace. He slid in and out of her so slowly that she could feel the ridges of his cock as he stretched her out and made her feel so full.
"Are you ready for me Sakura," she heard Izuna whisper in her ears. She nodded, biting her lips as she felt the tip of his cock begin to open her up. She gasped when he slid himself into the hilt, his hands squeezing her cheeks and spreading it wider for him.
"Oh my kami, yes," she gasped as they began to move in sync. All Sakura could do was hold on as she hitched her legs higher on Tobirama's hips to hook her ankles behind him, grinding her pelvis against his.
"Spread her wider," Tobirama growled and Izuna's grip sank lower on her ass to spread her open. Tobirama wraps his hands around her throat and pushes her head back so it's resting on Izuna's shoulders.
"Come for us, Sakura," he growled as he thrusted his hips up particularly hard, causing her to gasp in as much air as she could with the way he was choking her. Sakura closed her eyes and got lost in the sensations, the heat building inside of her until it crashed down on her like a wave, her nerve endings lighting up.
"Ahh," Sakura screamed as the pleasure crashed over her and Izuna and Tobirama slammed into her together, both of them coming with loud, animalistic grunts, filling her up with their seed.
"Bring her here," they heard Madara command. Izuna chuckles softly as he pulls out of her, causing her to hiss from the sudden loss. Tobirama, still carrying her around his hips, walked them over to where Hashirama was sitting down. Smirking at his brother, he pulled out of Sakura and helped her down before turning her around to face his brother. Hashirama's dark eyes roamed her naked body, his hands already stroking himself lazily.
"Sit," he commanded. Sakura swallowed and carefully placed both knees on the outside of his thighs as she aligned herself on top of his cock. She could feel herself leaking out some of Tobirama's and Izuna's seed, leaving a sensation down her thighs. Hashirama's eyes darkened as he saw this before he tilted his head back and smirked up at her. Grabbing on to her waist, he pulled her down on himself roughly as she was suddenly impaled on his cock.
"Oh," she moaned and tilted her head back as Hashirama began to move under her. She felt hands on her hips from behind, holding her in place as Hashirama fucks her hard and fast, her breasts bouncing as their bodies crash against one another.
"Kuso, Sakura you feel so good," Hashirama breathes heavily. Sakura rocks her hips forward, grinding her sensitive clit against him. Madara shoves her forward as the head of his cock teases her other hole. Hashirama reached around her to grab a hold of her cheeks and spread her open for him.
"You are full of my brother's seed," he growled as he continued to tease her hole, rubbing it up and down and spreading said seed around her, using it as lube before sinking inside her. They both found a rhythm as Sakura moaned incoherently at every thrust, feeling herself building up for another mind blowing orgasm. Hashirama held on to the back of her neck as he stared deeply into her eyes.
"We are going to make you come over and over until you're begging for us to stop," he growled, pulling her down for a kiss. She moaned into the kiss, jolting when she felt fingers teasing her swollen bud. Madara kept his hands on her back, keeping her bent forward so he could sink deeper into her hole while Hashirama held on tightly to her cheeks as they continued their pounding assault on her senses. She felt overstimulated that her nerves were on fire, pleasure mixing with pain. White stars began to dance behind her eyelids as she screamed.
"Come for me while I fill up your ass, Sakura," Madara growled. His words were enough to throw her over the edge, the orgasm hitting her with blinding force. She cries out as Madara drives forward, groaning as he shoots his seed deep inside her. Hashirama grunts as he too thrusted his hips up one last time before spilling himself inside of her. Sakura clenches up, breathing raggedly as the pleasure and pain threatened to overwhelm her.
She felt Madara pull out of her, groaning at the sudden emptiness and feeling herself start to leak. She began to doze off, snuggling closer to Hashirama's warmth when she jolted at the sudden feeling of a wet towel wiping her back. She was helped up to standing by Tobirama while Izuna bent down on his knees to begin wiping along her inner thighs. She blushed as she was being taken care of, Izuna's eyebrows arching and smirking as he carefully brought the towel to her core. Sakura hissed at the contact.
"Hokage-sama, when you're ready, the guests will be here shortly," said a voice through the door. Sakura tensed before she began to blush profusely, her entire body turning a bright shade of red.
"Wait, did you forget to set a sound-proof seal?!" she squeaked. They all avoided eye contact.
"I don't see the problem, they already know. Besides." Madara stepped in front of her and bent down so his lips were hovering over her.
"I want them to hear you screaming our names, to let them know that you are ours," he said gruffly before kissing her softly. Sakura relaxed, smiling softly as they pulled away. It's hard to stay mad at them when she was thoroughly sated. Sakura looked around the room at the four men before her, her love for them spilling out of her in waves. They must have sensed it too as they smiled back at her.
"And you are all mine,"