(Naruto X Shizune)
Naruto—
Sitting in the cold, sterile room of the Konoha hospital, I couldn't help but fidget nervously. The fluorescent lights above flickered occasionally, casting intermittent shadows on the white walls. I sat on the examination table, the crinkling sound of the paper beneath me only adding to my discomfort.
The hospital gown they made me wear was the worst part. It barely covered anything, leaving my back exposed to the chilly air conditioning. I shivered slightly, trying to distract myself by counting the tiles on the ceiling.
Minutes felt like hours as I waited for the doctor. The sounds of the hospital were a constant hum in the background: distant conversations, the beeping of monitors, and the occasional hurried footsteps of nurses attending to patients. I sighed, resigned to my fate of endless waiting, when the door finally opened.
Shizune stepped in, and my breath caught in my throat. She was wearing a uniform that fit her perfectly, every curve highlighted by the snug fabric. Her skirt, though professional, seemed almost too tight, clinging to her hips and thighs in a way that was impossible not to notice. Her blouse was buttoned up, but it hugged her chest, accentuating her breasts in a way that made me swallow hard. Her dark hair was pulled back neatly, with a few strands framing her face, softening her sharp features.
"Good morning, Naruto," she greeted me with a warm smile, her voice soothing and familiar. "I'm glad you came in for your appointment. I almost thought you'd skip out like you tried to before." She giggled lightly, the sound sweet and melodic, but it did little to calm my nerves.
I grumbled under my breath about cruel doctors, hoping she wouldn't hear, but Shizune had ears like a hawk. She cleared her throat, fixing me with a sickly sweet smile that promised pain. "Sorry, what was that, Naruto?"
My eyes widened, and I shook my head quickly. "Nothing… nothing at all. Just antsy to get this over with, I swear."
She stared at me in silence for a moment, her dark eyes boring into mine, before she finally moved on. Relief washed over me as she turned to a drawer on the other side of the room. She bent over slightly, searching for something, and I couldn't help but watch. Her skirt rode up just a bit as she bent, the fabric straining against her form. I bit my lip, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. Her ass was perfectly round, the curves accentuated by the tightness of her skirt. She wiggled slightly as she searched, the motion mesmerizing.
I could feel my body reacting, a tent forming in the flimsy hospital gown. Panic set in as I tried to shift, hoping to hide my growing erection. Shizune finally found what she was looking for and straightened up, turning to face me. Her eyes flickered down, noticing my predicament, and she giggled, a soft, knowing sound.
She took a few steps towards me, her movements graceful and deliberate. She stopped when she was only a couple of feet away, reaching out to gently take my frantic hands in hers. "It's okay, Naruto. You don't have to be shy with me."
Her touch was warm, her hands soft against mine. I tried to relax, focusing on her calming presence as she began to take my vitals. Her hands moved deftly, the cool metal of the stethoscope brushing against my skin as she listened to my heartbeat. Each touch sent a jolt through me, my heart pounding in my chest. Her breasts, though not large, seemed perfectly proportionate to her frame, the fabric of her blouse clinging to them as she moved. I couldn't help but stare, mesmerized by the way they rose and fell with each breath she took.
Shizune smiled at me, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "You're in great health, Naruto," she said, but her gaze flicked down to the tent in my gown, still going strong. She giggled again, and I felt my face heat up, embarrassed and nervous. She patted my shoulder reassuringly, her other hand sneaking under the opening of my gown. I gasped as her cool fingers wrapped around my erection, one finger at a time, sending shivers down my spine.
"It's okay, Naruto," she whispered, her breath warm against my ear. "It's just me here… let me take care of you for being such a great patient." She kissed my ear lightly, her lips soft and tender. Her hand began to move, slowly pumping my erection, each stroke deliberate and gentle.
My breath hitched, my body tensing and relaxing with each movement of her hand. The sensation was overwhelming, her touch both soothing and electrifying. I closed my eyes, letting myself get lost in the moment, the sounds of the hospital fading into the background. All I could feel was Shizune's hand, her breath against my ear, and the warmth of her body close to mine.
She continued to pump slowly, her movements unhurried and steady. "You're doing great, Naruto," she murmured, her voice low and comforting. "Just relax."
Shizune's cool hand started pumping my erection faster, her fingers wrapped firmly but gently around my shaft. I gasped, my breath hitching in my throat as the sensations overwhelmed me. Her warm breath on my ear made my skin tingle, and then she nibbled on my earlobe, sending electric shivers down my spine. "You know very well, Naruto, I am always available to help you," she whispered, her voice a blend of sweetness and seduction. She continued to nibble on my ear, her teeth grazing lightly, and I couldn't help but moan softly in response.
The room seemed to fade into the background as I focused on Shizune's touch. Her strokes were slow and deliberate, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. The sterile scent of the hospital was still present, but it was now mixed with a faint hint of her floral perfume. It was a delicate, intoxicating fragrance that seemed to wrap around me, adding to the heady atmosphere.
Feeling bold, I wrapped my arm around her, my hand settling on her ass. Her uniform was smooth under my rough fingers, and I could feel the firm curve of her cheek through her skirt. As I squeezed, she let out a soft, enticing moan that encouraged me to knead and grasp her more confidently. Her skin was warm through the fabric, and I could feel the subtle shifts of her muscles as she moved.
Before I could voice any hesitations, Shizune pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and she began to pump my erection a little faster, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. The rhythm of her strokes became more insistent, each movement sending jolts of pleasure through me.
Just when I thought I might lose myself entirely, Shizune pulled her hand away. Disappointment surged through me, but she only giggled in response to my expression. She shifted my gown, adjusting it to give herself better access, her movements slow and deliberate.
She positioned her head just above my erection and let out a loogie, watching as the saliva descended in a slow, deliberate arc before landing on my shaft. The warmth of her spit added a new layer of sensation, and I couldn't suppress the moan that escaped my lips. Shizune giggled again, a musical sound that seemed to fill the room. She wrapped her hand around me once more, the added lubrication making her strokes smoother and even more pleasurable. She continued to let saliva drip from her mouth, covering my length as she pumped with increased fervor.
The sounds of our intimate encounter filled the small room: the slick movement of her hand, my labored breathing, and the occasional creak of the examination table as I shifted under her ministrations. Shizune's voice was a constant, soothing presence, whispering reassurances and promises into my ear. "You will always have me when you need anything," she murmured, drawing out the last word with a purring quality that sent another shiver through me.
Minutes passed in a haze of pleasure and anticipation. I felt the tension building, my erection throbbing in her delicate hand. Her pace quickened, each stroke bringing me closer to the edge. She nibbled on my ear again, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and I felt my control slipping away.
"That's it, Naruto," she whispered softly, her voice a gentle command. "Don't fight it… let it go."
Her words were the final push I needed. With a shuddering moan, I felt myself release, my cum coating Shizune's hand. The sensation was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that left me trembling and breathless. Shizune's hand never stopped moving, milking every last drop from me with skilled precision.
As the last tremors of my orgasm subsided, I slumped back against the examination table, my body spent. Shizune raised her hand, now slick with my cum, to her mouth. She began to lick her hand clean, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate motions. I watched, mesmerized by the sight, my breath still coming in shallow gasps. Each lick was deliberate, her eyes never leaving mine as she cleaned her hand, a satisfied smile on her face.
Shizune's actions were both intimate and teasing, a silent promise of more to come. I felt a mix of emotions: exhaustion, satisfaction, and a deep sense of connection with the woman standing before me. The hospital room seemed to close in around us, the outside world fading away in the aftermath of our shared moment.
Shizune licked the cum from her hands, her eyes never leaving mine. I sat up, my breath still coming in shallow gasps, my heart pounding in my chest. She made sure to clean every last drop, her tongue moving in slow, deliberate motions. As she finished, she looked down and giggled softly, noticing that my erection was still standing at full attention. "Oh my... it looks like you're still all ready to go," she said in a cheerful, almost teasing tone. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and I couldn't help but feel a renewed surge of desire.
I tried to look away, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, but Shizune reached out and held my head in place, her fingers gently gripping my chin. Her smile was encouraging, and I found myself unable to resist her. She pulled me to stand up, and for a moment, I was confused. Then, she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a deep, passionate hug. Her lips met mine in a kiss that was both tender and intense, her tongue exploring my mouth with fervor. Her hands guided mine to her ass, and I squeezed it through the fabric of her tight skirt, feeling the firmness of her muscles beneath my fingers. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer, and I responded by deepening the kiss.
We started a heavy make-out session, our breaths mingling as our tongues danced together. My hands roamed over her curves, exploring every inch of her body. I could feel the heat radiating from her, and it only fueled my desire. My one hand found its way to her breast, and I started fondling it through her blouse. She moaned softly into my mouth, the sound driving me wild. "That's right, Naruto-kun," she whispered between kisses, "let your instincts take over." Her words were like a spark, igniting a fire within me. I kissed her with more ferocity, my hands groping her in different spots around her body.
Shizune untied the string behind my back, and my hospital gown fell to the floor, leaving me completely exposed. She took a moment to look at my chiseled abs, her eyes filled with admiration and desire. She licked her lips, her gaze tracing the lines of my sweaty pecs and abs. Her fingers followed the path of her eyes, tracing the contours of my muscles with a feather-light touch. "It's about time for the main event, Naruto-kun," she whispered in a soft, sultry voice that drove me wild.
She turned to face the bed, taking a few steps towards it while wiggling her ass lightly. I watched, mesmerized by the way her hips swayed with each step. When she reached the bed, she used her hands to unzip and lower her skirt in a slow, sensual manner. Her head was turned to look at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and seduction. As her skirt and panties fell to the floor, she bent over the bed, her bare ass in the air, wiggling it in an inviting manner. "Don't be shy, Naruto-kun," she said with a saucy voice and a wink.
I quickly walked up behind her, my instincts taking over. I grabbed her waist, my fingers digging into her soft flesh, and I gave her ass a firm slap. She moaned my name, the sound sending a jolt of pleasure through me. I started to massage her ass, kneading the soft, supple flesh with my rough hands. Her skin was warm and smooth, and I couldn't get enough of the feeling.
I spread her cheeks apart, revealing her tight asshole, and I lowered my head, my tongue darting out to lick her there. Shizune's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each stroke of my tongue. I left a trail of saliva at the entrance of her asshole, my tongue teasing and probing the sensitive skin. The taste of her was intoxicating, a heady mix of salt and musk that drove me wild. After a few minutes, I pulled my face back, my breath coming in heavy pants.
I positioned my hard erection at the entrance of her asshole, the tip pressing against the tight ring of muscle. Shizune felt it and looked back at me, her eyes filled with a mix of anticipation and desire. "Do it, Naruto!" she commanded, her voice strong and commanding.
I didn't hesitate. I plunged into her as far as I could, a shuddering moan escaping Shizune's lips as I filled her. The sensation was incredible, her tightness enveloping me in a grip that was both firm and yielding. I started to thrust in and out slowly, my movements steady and controlled. Each thrust elicited a moan from Shizune, her body moving in rhythm with mine.
The room was filled with the sounds of our passion: the slick, wet sounds of my thrusts, Shizune's breathy moans, and the occasional creak of the bed. The sterile scent of the hospital was now mixed with the heady aroma of our arousal, creating an intoxicating atmosphere. My senses were overwhelmed, every touch, every sound, and every scent amplifying the pleasure.
Shizune's body responded to my every move, her hips pushing back against me, meeting my thrusts with equal fervor. Her moans were like music to my ears, each one spurring me on to go harder, faster. I could feel the tension building within me, the pressure mounting with each thrust. My hands gripped her waist, holding her steady as I drove into her with increasing intensity.
"That's it, Naruto," she panted, her voice filled with encouragement and desire. "Don't hold back... give it to me."
Her words were the final push I needed. I felt the wave of pleasure cresting, and I let myself go, my thrusts becoming erratic and desperate. Shizune's moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath me as she reached her own peak. The world around us seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of us lost in the throes of passion.
As I reached the edge, my movements became frenzied, each thrust bringing me closer to the brink. Shizune's moans turned to cries of pleasure, her body shuddering with each thrust. I could feel the tightness of her asshole squeezing around me, driving me to the edge of ecstasy.
With a final, powerful thrust, I let go, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. My body convulsed, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I filled her with my release. Shizune's cries of pleasure echoed in the room, her body trembling with the force of her own orgasm. We clung to each other, our bodies intertwined, as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided.
When the last tremors of our release faded, I collapsed onto the bed, pulling Shizune down with me. We lay there, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. The room was silent, save for the sound of our breathing, and the air was thick with the scent of our passion.
Shizune turned to me, a satisfied smile on her face. "You did great, Naruto," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine affection. "I'm proud of you."
I looked into her eyes, feeling a deep sense of gratitude and connection. "Thank you, Shizune," I replied softly, my voice filled with emotion. She leaned in and kissed me gently, a tender and intimate gesture that spoke volumes.
As we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our passion, I felt a sense of contentment and peace. The challenges and adventures of my life as a ninja were sure to continue, but now, I knew that I had someone who cared for me deeply, ready to support me in ways I had never imagined. And for the first time in a long while, I felt a profound sense of hope and anticipation for the future.