Naruto felt like he might actually suffocate.

Tsunade was by no means fat, but she had some heft to her limbs, some muscle too, it would seem from where he was kneeling. Either thigh had clasped firmly against his cheeks, legs bending around his back to keep him down, tightly pressed directly into her bare snatch! It was about all he could do to wiggle his head for some friction against the lips while his tongue plunged into her.

At least her insistence he continue suggested he was doing it right, he figured. Tenten had liked it so much yesterday that he'd opted to offer it up when he strolled into her office and found her in such a foul mood. Well, foul might have been harsh. She was clearly stressed and had told him none too gently that she was busy, that she had no time to sit with him or deal with his insatiable libido. Her words. Still, she'd looked so pent up with a hand on her brow and her face buried in papers.

She certainly accepted his offered oral quickly enough.

The guttural groans she released as it went on were almost like pained gasps, borderline worrying, yet she was forcefully making him continue. Naruto even found himself mildly jilted by this. It was seriously fucking hard to breathe, his neck wasn't exactly at a comfortable angle, and the heavy throbbing of his cock made for a constant reminder of her promise that he wasn't getting anything back from her after she was done.

At least Tsunade had said as much. She assured him before he started that it was a delusion if he thought a little licking would change her mind about giving him a bonus. Although even with all that, overall, it felt good to be giving her a little relief. He liked Tsunade both as a woman and a boss. There was definitely still a sharp feeling of masculine satisfaction when she clamped down one last time with all her might and gurgled out her bliss for a solid ten seconds before finally going slack, releasing him.

Naruto took a heavy sigh.

He'd swear the room spun slightly as he gripped the desk and pulled himself upright with another. Tsunade's snickering brought him back to the moment. That and the fact her honey-hued eyes were lingering on him might have been unnerving if she didn't have that giddy, sloppy, almost sleepy smile on her face. Naruto grinned back, then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

"Well, I do believe I owe you a bonus," she teased, giggling again at the way that word made him lock up and his eyes shoot back to her. It almost hurt to continue. "Really though, not right now; I have so much shit to deal with…"

"Is it anything I can help with?" he asked without thinking, pulling her precious pink lips up a twitch.

"No, I'm afraid not. Booze is being taxed more, which means every place on the planet is trying to pass the cost on to me. I either gotta pony up or take my chances that our suppliers are bluffing about not selling to us anymore without a markup,"

"Ah, yeah, that must hurt business a bit,"

"More than a bit, our profit margins are already a lot more thin than we'd like. This hurts," she succinctly summarized, no longer smiling but still limp, lying back in her chair. Naruto mused that this seemed an improvement. He also realized, in a sudden flash, this meant the perfect opportunity to bring up his idea!

"I actually had an idea to make more money; it's what I was coming to talk about!" he piped up, unable to contain the enthusiasm in his voice. Even still, Tsunade hardly looked at him. No optimism in her eyes as she stared at him, waiting for him to go on with what exactly he proposed. "Uh… I was… talking to Tenten the other day, and she had this great idea for, like, performative fighting! Obviously I know at least two of the girls here know how to throw down and as a guy uh… you know, I can confirm that'd be something exciting to watch," he tried, losing a bit of wind from his sails from the fact Tsunade continued to look like a lazy statue.

That is, she didn't seem particularly impressed.

"I mean, it'd probably get at least more people to come, and if they wanna bet on who would win, we could take a cut of that!"

"Two fighters doesn't offer much variety, and it is just those two," she countered dryly, dropping his heart. "Not to mention it could hurt them and this business if they ended up getting scarred or mangled; hell, even just being bruised up nasty would take them away from the real work for a month,"

"That's... I hadn't thought of that," he admitted.

"Not to mention actually setting up the fights in a way that people could watch without ruining our bar," she added.

"Well, I figured there was room in the backyard for that, I mean, if we packed the clothes lines a little tighter. Hell, I got time and cash I could build the stage; can't imagine a few mud bricks would cost all that much," he argued, even as he had no idea how to refute her first point. "Maybe if they held their punches or-"

"-I'll stop you right there. You'll really build the stage for this little idea? Buy the bricks yourself and everything?"

"Well, I mean, I'd expect you to pay me back if it makes any money, but yeah," he agreed, suddenly excited by the bit of interest she'd shown and trying hard to curtail that fact. "I can totally build the thing; how hard can it be to stack bricks and tie off some rope?"

"Well, it's your gamble, your call," she summarized, taking a sigh of her own as she finally sat up straight and brought her eyes back to the half-dozen letters piled over her desk. "They have to be willing to fight men though, if they sign up,"

Naruto about jumped for joy right there, despite her skeptical deadpan decision.

"You mean I'm good to go? I can try to set this up?!"

"You can build the stage," she deadpanned. "I'll handle the rest of the setup; just let me know when it's almost done," she even gave a faint smile at him as he stared. It was hard not to. The young man had an energetic optimism about him that she found contagious, endearing even. Taking initiative like this to improve this business was a hell of a thing to offer her too, even if he was only doing it to weasel into Sakura's pants.

That was her guess anyway.

Naruto picked up on none of this, rushing out of the room and immediately rushing for the general store to place an order, already planning, already doubting if he actually had enough money saved after his short time as a gainfully employed adult. He was within minutes of looking over the ledger for his order at least. It turned out bricks required mortar, and having it all shipped up had a fee as well! It was a struggle to stay civil with the shopman as he explained all this.

Bottom line, it was damn near all of his savings to get started.

It was almost worth it after hearing how much Hirog hawed at the planning stage that he was so definitely helping with. Whether or not the toddler understood what a brothel was, Naruto never picked up, but explaining to him that he was building a fighting ring seemed safe and wholesome enough. It certainly excited the little guy.

Though he did warn that his mom probably wouldn't let him watch the live matches.

That led to a solid fifteen minutes of pouting.

Still, the kid had a blast in the following week during his babysitting shift, helping Naruto as his little gopher, fetching pails or water or struggling with all his might to carry a single brick with him. More importantly, the work was coming along well! Better than well, really; not only was stacking and sticking the solid squares together fairly easy to pick up on, but the project was taking far less time than he expected.

He told Tsunade in a week that it wouldn't take him one more!

Naruto was deeply satisfied with himself, even if the extra manual labor left him dirt tired and painfully wincing every time he moved a muscle. Not that he ever picked up on this little fact, but that visible exhaustion was the sole reason why a certain new lover of his had mostly left him alone over the passing days. It wasn't until he so proudly made his little announcement to her boss that she couldn't contain her glee and gratitude any longer.

Tenten knocked bashfully at his door that night, but nearly pounced him to the floor as soon as it opened.

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