Rejoining his companions was awkward, but not so much so that they didn't ask about the bowl. Though with the young man carrying it in both hands, walking delicately to keep the precious liquid from sloshing out, it would be quite odd for them to ignore. It was Sasuki who spoke first.

"What another gift? Some kind of booze?" she asked, leaning in the slightest bit before the smell hit her, pushing her back and scrunching her ever-regal face.

"Vinnegar or…something, that's what it smells like. It's for the ears, Tsume said if we pour them in here and get it sealed with a skin they won't stink. Not as much at least,"

"We all stink," Sakura succinctly pointed out; her face remaining firmly uninterested.

"Sweat and dirt smell a lot less than decay though," Naruto argued, not particularly wanting to bring up the sexy green-eyed woman back at Ironhold, she was the one who brought this idea to him. It seemed a kind thing too easy to be neglected. Tsume didn't mind him bumming the supplies off her, and it wouldn't be any hassle to transport after he got it lidded properly. Besides, his excuse wasn't exactly wrong.

They didn't fight him further on it.

More interested in the coin they'd be earning, and more pointedly what to spend it on. New weapons weren't needed anymore, after the gifts. A claymore and a crossbow, not exactly a small fee they'd been saved, almost made Naruto feel guilty about taking the mystery liquid as well.

All agreed they'd need to spend at least some of the money they'd saved on gifts for the tribe. Spices or perfumes or something that they couldn't get themselves. This partnership had been damned good for them. Besides, as Sasuki mentioned, they wouldn't need anything too fancy to wow them, a one gold bottle of wine would probably be the finest alcohol they'd ever sipped. Although Naruto favored a barrel of something or another, something that could be shared with the whole tribe.

They had plenty of time to think about it. The travel home would take days after all. Three or four, depending on how much they had to cut through and how easily they woke in the mornings.

It was quite stupid really, for Naruto to ask his question so soon on the journey.

"Are we going to waste a coin at the inn again?" he asked, quiet but not whispering, not hiding the excited grin on his face at all. How could he? With Sasuki's face turning bright red, that was a sight that he treasured and saw far too little of. She averted her gaze but agreed unenthusiastically.

"Yeah, sure,"

The words were quick, as were her steps as she pulled ahead of him. Sakura looked annoyed by this if the cold look over her shoulder was anything to go by. Maybe she sensed the powerful awkward air he had summoned faster than him, or understood better just how much it would make their already grueling hike drag on.

Probably the only reason the two girls struck up a conversation.

"This is incredible, truly," Sakura offered out of the blue, drawing her blade and slicing through a branch thick as a man's skull with only a mild grunt. "Humans made this, correct?

"Probably, maybe a dwarf or something,"

"Hm. Most swords snap like twigs after a few blows when my people try them, never seen one with such a thick blade,"

"The design is called a claymore. Much rarer than regular swords, they take great strength and skill to use, more than most fighters are capable of. Fortuitous that your so capable," she tacked on, even smiling at the woman twice her height.

Fuck, the giant had one hell of a blush too.

There was something about it, the way it matched her long candy pink braids. The only complaint was that it was gone quick, despite the talk that stretched on between the two. Sakura playfully mentioned that any warrior in her village could use one, and that led to a few questions about what a giant's village looked like, and her home specifically.

It proved a deep enough topic to last until nightfall, with Sasuki throwing in a bit here and there about her own upbringing. The doting servants and vicious tutors, the beauty of her estate's architecture, the food. The food they spoke most of, having nothing but jerky that tasted like leather and biscuits that were a chore to choke down.

It was quite a contrast to Sakura's talk, you might imagine.

The rest of their journey was almost pleasant, the upcoming payday and the question of how to spend it proved equally engaging. Not least so for the one who'd only learned in detail of the whole 'commerce thing' weeks ago. Mentioning that one shiny gold coin could buy an entire adult goat seemed to make it click for her, just how much wealth they were carrying.

Although it quickly became apparent their options were limited. They were still a long way from buying a home, let alone a farm or anything that would make money. Nobody needed or even wanted new weapons, and the only armor better than what they had was still a way out of their price range. Chainmail they could afford in theory, but it would eat up most of the earnings. Besides Sasuki didn't want it, though she did think a bit harder at the prospect of Naruto getting a set.

Though shocking as it may sound, having 50 pounds of metal draped over him at all times didn't sound all that appealing to the young man. Rather he pushed, quite firmly, the option of making their giant friend utterly invincible instead. Or better yet investing it in some business that didn't require getting stabbed and/or killing things. Sadly they didn't have enough for that. Not unless they personally cleared the land, built the fence, and cared for the livestock or fields themselves.

Well, they could hire people to help with the last bits, depending on how many animals or seeds they bought and how much gold was left, but Sasuki still thought it best to wait. She conceded that they would hold on to most of the coin just in case that remained their best option. Also that they would go with his 'make giant invincible plan' should they find proper mercenary work. Only fair, there were two enthusiastic votes in its favor.

It was settled before they even saw Ironhold.

Though they didn't enter the humble town at first opportunity. Having arrived at Tsunades late in the evening, or early in the morning, they did very little but wash and collapse on their respective beds. Thankfully Tsunade was out like a log, snoring heartily as he slipped under the thick cotton blanket, falling quickly toward a contented sleep by the sound of her breath and the precious warmth.

The last couple nights were brutal, even with a campfire, even inside the cottage was unpleasantly cold with the stove unlit. Not under the covers next to her.

It was perfect.

Warm.

"Warm…" was the word he tried to say, as he was pulled gently back to consciousness. Maybe, it came out more like an incoherent bit of babbling. A noise clearly made without any thought. Which made it all the more odd that muttering it made him colder. Just the slightest bit, but it still pulled the smile from his face as he blinked back the last of his sleep. He was almost coherent with his second word. "What?"

The wet smack of a kiss preceded his answer.

"Good morning," a muffled voice sang out. Lifting the blanket got him the visual confirmation, and more importantly the breathtaking sight of Tsunade with a hand wrapped around his cock. Her golden hair was a mussed mess, her eyes still half-lidded from sleep, and her pink lips slightly wet with the same liquid making his cock glisten.

"Why are you so generous? So goddamn good to me?" he muttered, only half kidding. He was more or less a freeloader here, unless she'd undersold the benefits of him sleeping near her. Whatever the case she only chuckled in response. Then resumed her glorious work.

Gods above and below the feel of that mouth sliding up and down up and down up and down at that incredible, steady rhythm! The way her groans, so throaty and enthusiastic, vibrated his shaft! This was more pleasure than any man, spirit, or whatever the fuck he was deserved! The only reward he could offer for it was a hand on the side of her head, affectionate stroking through the soft cushion of her hair. That and a long, weak groan.

Listening to it through the fabric draping over her, and most of him, made her push affectionately against the hand stroking her scalp. She kept his splendid penis in her mouth during, of course, only pausing the rhythm of her fellatio. That was good anyway. Short pauses, little breaks in the monotony to throw him off balance and make him suck in a breath. The throbbing against the tight seal of her mouth confirmed that it worked wonders on him.

There was something so satisfying about blowing a man's mind like this. About rendering someone practically catatonic while the most vulnerable part of their body was completely at your mercy. Besides, her tenant deserved a warm welcome home. She could tell even before waking him that he was beat tired, that it had been a hard week.

Also besides, waking up with no hangover had been one seriously pleasant surprise.

It was only fair to give him one in turn.

When she began stroking rapidly along the bottom half of his cock, while slobbering the head aggressively with her full focus, it was over. Naruto released a louder, more breathless gasp as his cock began to spasm. His hand wrapped as gently as he could make it into her hair. Tsunade didn't mind, groaning especially loud as he shot the most massive load she'd ever milked from him! It all but overflowed out her damn nose as she struggled to swallow the thick seed down.

Naruto was still panting when she spoke.

"My stomach feels so full, I might skip breakfast," she teased, crawling forward and pulling out of the blanket. The young man's stomach roared like a dragon at the final word. Tsunade laughed. "Alright then, eggs?"

He leaned forward, surprising her by keeping the grip on her head, holding her in place as he gave her a long, lingering kiss.

"Sounds divine,"

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