A Thorough Examination
Sakura x Boruto
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Boruto sat in the waiting room, tapping his foot anxiously against the linoleum floor. The sterile smell of antiseptic assaulted his senses, mingling with the nervous energy buzzing in the air. He couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of his stomach ever since he received the notice for his physical exam.
Auntie Sakura. The thought of her examining him sent a shiver down his spine, though not entirely unpleasant. He couldn't deny the flutter of attraction he felt whenever he was around her. But now, as he awaited his turn, that attraction only added to his apprehension.
He glanced around the room, trying to distract himself from his racing thoughts. The other patients sat quietly, flipping through magazines or staring blankly at the walls. Boruto envied their composure.
Finally, his name was called, and he stood up, his heart pounding in his chest. As he followed the nurse down the hallway, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into the lion's den. Auntie Sakura's domain awaited him, and there was no turning back now.
"Hey there, Boruto," Sakura said with a warm smile as he entered the room. "Come on in, take a seat. How have you been?"
Boruto couldn't help but feel his cheeks flush as he returned her smile nervously. "Uh, hey Auntie Sakura. I've been... okay, I guess," he replied, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in his stomach.
Sakura raised an eyebrow, her green eyes twinkling with amusement. "Just okay? That doesn't sound too convincing. Is everything alright?"
Boruto shifted uncomfortably in his seat, avoiding her gaze. "Yeah, yeah, everything's fine. Just, you know, the usual stuff," he mumbled, hoping she wouldn't press further.
But Sakura wasn't one to let things slide. "Hmm, alright. Well, how about Sarada? Has she been treating you nicely lately?" she asked, a teasing glint in her eyes.
Boruto chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, Sarada's been... great," he replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "She's always keeping me on my toes, that's for sure."
Sakura laughed, the sound musical and light. "I'm sure she is. Well, let's get started with your exam, shall we?" She gestured for him to hop up onto the examination table, her demeanor professional yet warm.
As Sakura went through the routine checks, she moved with practiced ease, her movements efficient yet gentle. She strapped the blood pressure cuff around Boruto's arm and listened intently as the machine whirred to life.
"So, how's everything been going at the academy?" Sakura asked conversationally as she waited for the readings.
Boruto shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant despite the nerves fluttering in his chest. "Eh, same old, same old. Training, missions, the usual," he replied with a casual shrug.
Sakura nodded, her expression thoughtful. "I heard you've been excelling in your taijutsu classes. Your dad must be proud," she remarked with a hint of pride in her voice.
Boruto couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at her words. "Yeah, he's been pretty impressed. But you know, I still have a long way to go," he said modestly.
Sakura smiled encouragingly. "Well, you're definitely on the right track. Keep up the good work," she said as she finished taking his blood pressure and moved on to the next step of the exam. "Your vitals all look good, by the way. Seems like you're in tip-top shape."
Boruto breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the positive feedback. "Thanks, Auntie Sakura. That's a relief to hear," he said with a genuine smile, feeling some of the tension ease from his shoulders.
Boruto's face turned a bright shade of red as he processed Sakura's words. "Um, get undressed?" he echoed, feeling a rush of discomfort.
Sakura nodded, her tone gentle but matter-of-fact. "Yes, just your shirt and pants. We need to check for any abnormalities or injuries," she clarified, trying to maintain a professional demeanor.
Boruto hesitated, feeling a wave of self-consciousness wash over him. Glancing at Sakura, who was focused on her notes, he reluctantly began unbuttoning his shirt, his hands trembling slightly.
As his shirt came off, revealing his bare chest, Boruto couldn't shake the feeling of being under scrutiny. He hoped Sakura wouldn't notice the way his heart hammered in his chest.
Sakura briefly glanced up, her gaze flicking over Boruto's exposed torso before returning to her chart. "Alright, now your pants," she instructed calmly.
Boruto swallowed hard, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck. With shaky hands, he unfastened his pants, desperately wishing he could disappear.
Sakura offered him a reassuring smile. "You're doing great, Boruto. Just a few more steps and we'll be done," she encouraged, hoping to ease his discomfort.
Boruto nodded, trying to ignore the heat in his cheeks as he stood before Sakura, feeling exposed and vulnerable. He silently counted down the seconds until the exam would finally be over.
Boruto's face turned a deep shade of red at Sakura's words. "Um, my underwear too?" he repeated, his voice cracking slightly with embarrassment.
Sakura nodded calmly, her expression gentle but determined. "Yes, Boruto. It's important to be thorough during these exams," she explained, her tone reassuring.
Boruto swallowed nervously, his heart pounding in his chest. Despite knowing Sakura wasn't a blood relative, the idea of being naked in front of her made him feel incredibly self-conscious.
With a shaky breath, Boruto reluctantly complied with Sakura's instructions, feeling a rush of vulnerability as he removed his last piece of clothing.
As Boruto left the room, Sakura couldn't shake off the nagging curiosity that had been gnawing at her since she first saw him. She had hidden her true intentions under the guise of a routine physical examination, but in all honesty, her mind had been consumed by curiosity about what he had down there, especially after noticing the bulge in his pants.
She sighed, chastising herself for letting her thoughts wander in such a direction. After all, she was a professional medical ninja, and maintaining boundaries was crucial. But the temptation to satisfy her curiosity lingered in the back of her mind, like an itch she couldn't quite scratch.
Sakura's breath caught in her throat as Boruto removed his last piece of clothing, and his cock came into view. Her eyes widened in surprise, and despite her best efforts to maintain her composure, she found herself unable to tear her gaze away.
There it was, exposed and vulnerable, the object of her curiosity laid bare before her. She couldn't help but feel a surge of heat rise within her as she took in the sight, her pulse quickening with an unfamiliar sensation.
For a moment, Sakura was frozen in place, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she knew she shouldn't be staring, that it was unprofessional and inappropriate. But on the other hand, she couldn't deny the primal curiosity that stirred within her, urging her to take a closer look.
With a shaky breath, Sakura forced herself to tear her eyes away, feeling a blush creep up her neck. She chastised herself for her lapse in judgment, vowing to maintain her professionalism moving forward.
But deep down, she couldn't shake the memory of what she had seen, the image burned into her mind like an indelible mark. And try as she might, she knew that her curiosity had been sated in a way she never could have anticipated.
As Sakura's hands descended to Boruto's balls, he felt a surge of arousal course through him, surprising even himself. Despite the initial shock of her actions, he couldn't deny the intense pleasure that rippled through his body at her touch.
His eyes widened in disbelief as Sakura's hands explored him with a boldness that left him breathless. He couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe that Sakura, of all people, was the one igniting these feelings within him.
Boruto's mind raced with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. On one hand, he knew this was highly inappropriate, a breach of trust and professionalism. But on the other hand, the pleasure coursing through his veins was undeniable, leaving him intoxicated with desire.
As Sakura continued her examination, her touch sending waves of pleasure crashing over him, Boruto couldn't help but surrender to the overwhelming sensation. He leaned into her touch, his body responding eagerly to her every caress.
In that moment, all thoughts of propriety and professionalism were thrown out the window as Boruto gave himself over to the intoxicating pleasure of Sakura's touch. And as he stood there, lost in a haze of desire, he couldn't help but wonder where this unexpected turn of events would lead them.
Boruto's breaths grew shaky as Sakura's hands continued to explore him, her touch sending shivers down his spine. He struggled to find his voice, his mind clouded with desire and anticipation.
Sakura's words cut through the haze, her voice sending a jolt of electricity coursing through him. "This is all part of the physical," she murmured, her tone husky with desire. "Seems to be a lot of tension down here. Let me take care of that for you, Boruto."
Boruto's heart hammered in his chest at her words, his body responding eagerly to her offer. He swallowed hard, his throat dry as he struggled to form a coherent response.
Boruto's breath hitched in his throat as Sakura's warm mouth enveloped one of his testicles, her lips soft and moist against his sensitive skin. A startled gasp escaped his lips, his eyes widening in astonishment at the unexpected sensation.
Sakura's tongue teased and explored him with a skillful precision, sending electric pulses of pleasure coursing through Boruto's body. He felt a rush of heat flood his cheeks as he struggled to contain the moan threatening to escape his lips.
Every flick and swirl of Sakura's tongue sent waves of ecstasy washing over him, igniting a fire of desire that burned hot and fierce within him. He couldn't believe the sheer audacity of Sakura's bold move, couldn't believe that she was pleasuring him in such an intimate way.
Boruto's hands trembled as he reached out to grasp onto anything for support, his body quivering with anticipation and arousal. His mind swirled with a heady mixture of desire and disbelief, but amidst the chaos, one thought remained clear: he wanted more.
With each tantalizing movement of Sakura's mouth, Boruto surrendered himself to the overwhelming pleasure, his body responding eagerly to her touch. In that moment, all thoughts of professionalism and propriety faded away as he lost himself completely in the intoxicating ecstasy of the experience.
Boruto's breath hitched in his throat as Sakura's mouth left his balls, the absence of her warm breath sending a shiver down his spine. His cock now stood at full attention, pulsating with need and anticipation, aching for the touch of her lips.
As Sakura moved to position herself in front of him, Boruto's eyes remained fixed on her every movement, his gaze intense and hungry. He could feel the heat of her breath against his sensitive skin, sending sparks of arousal shooting through him.
With a slow, deliberate motion, Sakura's tongue emerged from her mouth, tracing a tantalizing path along the length of Boruto's cock. Each flick and swirl of her tongue sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, leaving him trembling with desire.
Boruto's breaths came in shallow gasps as Sakura maintained eye contact with him, her gaze smoldering with desire. The intensity of her stare fueled the fire burning within him, driving him to the brink of ecstasy with each passing moment.
He could feel every sensation, every movement of her tongue, as if it were etched into his skin. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in a dance of desire and anticipation.
In that moment, all thoughts of restraint and inhibition vanished as Boruto surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming pleasure. With each tantalizing movement of Sakura's tongue, he felt himself spiraling closer and closer to the edge, his body consumed by the intoxicating ecstasy of the experience.
As Sakura felt Boruto's moans and grunts of pleasure reverberating through her, she was spurred on, her own desire ignited by his fervent response. With each utterance of ecstasy that escaped his lips, she found herself driven by an insatiable hunger to draw out even more pleasure from him.
Her tongue moved with deliberate slowness along the length of his cock, leaving a trail of her warm saliva in its wake. She savored the taste of him, the musky sweetness that filled her senses, heightening her arousal with each passing moment.
With a tantalizing slowness, Sakura took him into her mouth, relishing the sensation of him filling her completely. Her lips formed a tight seal around him, creating a vacuum of pleasure that sent shivers of anticipation coursing through Boruto's body.
As Boruto's cock entered her wet, inviting orifice, Sakura's mouth enveloped him, her tongue swirling and twirling around him in a mesmerizing dance of desire. She sucked eagerly, the wet heat of her mouth driving him to the brink of ecstasy with each passionate movement.
Boruto's senses were overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensation, his body trembling with anticipation of what was to come. Every movement of Sakura's mouth sent bolts of pleasure shooting through him, his mind consumed by the intoxicating ecstasy of the experience.
As Sakura's lips enveloped more of his cock, Boruto's eyes remained fixed on her, captivated by the sight of her delicate features framed by her pink hair. He watched as she moved a stray strand away from her face with a graceful motion, her eyes locking with his in a gaze filled with desire and anticipation.
With each bob of her head, Sakura's mouth worked its way along his length, her movements slow and deliberate at first, savoring every inch of him. But as the intensity of the moment grew, so did the pace of her actions, her lips and tongue becoming more urgent, more insistent in their pursuit of pleasure.
Boruto felt a surge of pleasure coursing through him as Sakura's mouth moved from the base of his cock to the tip, her tongue swirling around him with a tantalizing rhythm. He gasped at the sensation of her lips grazing the sensitive head before taking him back inside her mouth, the wet heat enveloping him completely.
Her pink hair bobbed around her face with each movement, adding to the sensory overload of the experience. Boruto's body trembled with anticipation, his senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating combination of sight, sound, and touch.
As Boruto's climax approached, Sakura could feel the subtle changes in his body, his cock throbbing with anticipation in her mouth. She tightened her grip around him, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony to drive him over the edge.
With each pulse of his cock, Sakura felt a surge of excitement coursing through her own body. She welcomed the sensation of his hand wrapping around the back of her head, guiding her movements as he whispered those electrifying words, "I'm about to cum, Sakura."
Her mouth worked fervently, her tongue swirling around him as she brought him to the brink of ecstasy. And then, in a rush of pleasure, Boruto exploded, his release flooding her mouth with warmth and intensity.
Sakura's senses were overwhelmed by the taste and feel of him, every sensation heightened in the throes of passion. She made sure to savor every drop, her movements slow and deliberate as she swallowed him down.
Looking up at him with a satisfied smile, Sakura's eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and fulfillment. In that moment, there was nothing else in the world but the two of them, lost in the blissful aftermath of their shared pleasure.
Sakura's gaze lingered on Boruto's cock as she meticulously cleaned the remainder of his cum from his shaft, her movements deliberate and purposeful. With each stroke of her tongue, she felt a surge of desire coursing through her own body, her womanhood throbbing with an insatiable need for release.
As she worked, Sakura's mind raced with possibilities, contemplating her next actions. She knew what she wanted, what she needed, and the sight of Boruto's still-erect member only fueled her desire further.
With a sense of determination, Sakura made her decision. She needed this, needed him, more than anything else in that moment. And as she looked up at him with eyes filled with raw desire, she knew that there was no turning back.