This chapter is something I have been cooking since September last year. It takes place very shortly after the 4th Great Ninja War.
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows through Naruto's flat window. His remaining hand trembled slightly as he attempted to operate the can opener, frustration building with each failed attempt. The empty ramen cups scattered around his kitchen counter told the story of his limited culinary options since losing his arm in the war.
"Damn it!" he cursed, the can slipping from his grasp and rolling across the floor. The war had left him a hero, but adjusting to civilian life with one arm was proving more challenging than any battle he'd fought. A knock at the door interrupted his struggles. Opening it, he found himself face to face with Samui from Kumogakure, carrying a large basket filled with various cooking ingredients, her striking blue eyes meeting his with characteristic coolness.
"Lord Raikage sent me," she stated matter-of-factly, though her expression softened as she noticed the scattered mess behind him. "He thought you might need some assistance while adapting to... your new situation."
Naruto scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. "Ah, that's really not necessary-"
"It's not a request," Samui cut him off, already moving past him into the flat. Her eyes scanned the chaos of his kitchen. "When's the last time you had a proper meal?"
"Well..." Naruto started, but his stomach answered with a loud growl.
Samui began efficiently organizing the kitchen, her movements precise and purposeful. "Sit," she commanded, pointing to a chair. "I'm making you a traditional Kumo speciality." As she cooked, the flat filled with unfamiliar but mouthwatering aromas. Naruto watched, mesmerized by her fluid movements and the way her body swayed as she worked.
"You know," he said after a while, "you don't have to do this."
Samui paused her chopping to look at him. "You saved the world, Naruto. The least I can do is ensure you don't starve while learning to manage with one arm." Her usually stoic expression cracked into a slight smile. "Besides, it's not cool to let a hero live on instant ramen."
The rich aroma of spices filled the small flat as Samui set two steaming bowls on the table. The meat stew, a Kumo speciality called "Lightning's Embrace," was thick with tender chunks of beef that had been slow-cooked to perfection with mountain herbs and vegetables. The rice was perfectly cooked, each grain distinct yet sticky enough to hold together. Naruto's mouth watered as he awkwardly gripped the chopsticks with his left hand. His first attempt to pick up a piece of meat ended with it splashing back into the bowl, splattering drops of broth on the table.
"Sorry," he mumbled, his cheeks flushing red. "I'm still getting used to..."
"Here," Samui said, moving her chair closer to his. Her thigh pressed against his as she reached for his hand. "You're holding them wrong. Like this." She adjusted his fingers on the chopsticks, her touch lingering longer than necessary. Despite her guidance, the next attempt wasn't much better. The chopsticks crossed awkwardly, and the rice scattered across the bowl.
"Damn it," Naruto growled in frustration. "Some hero I am. Can't even feed myself properly."
"Stop that," Samui commanded, her cool blue eyes fixed on his. "You lost your arm saving the world. There's no shame in needing help while you adjust." Without further discussion, she picked up her own chopsticks and gathered a perfect bite of meat and rice.
"Open," she instructed, holding it to his lips.
"But... but..." Naruto stammered, his face now burning hot. "That's embarrassing, dattebayo!"
"What's embarrassing is letting this meal get cold," Samui replied matter-of-factly. "Now open." Reluctantly, Naruto accepted the offered bite. The flavours exploded in his mouth - tender meat falling apart on his tongue, the rich sauce carrying hints of ginger and chilli, the perfectly cooked rice providing texture.
"This is incredible!" he exclaimed after swallowing. "What's in this?"
Samui allowed herself a small smile as she prepared another bite. "Family recipe. The secret is in the blend of mountain herbs and the way we sear the meat before slow-cooking." She held up another portion. "The vegetables are from the highest peaks of Kumogakure, where the thin air makes them especially flavourful." As she continued feeding him, their initial awkwardness gradually dissolved. Naruto found himself relaxing, even leaning slightly toward her as she brought each bite to his mouth. Their eyes met more frequently, holding contact longer each time. When Samui brought another morsel to Naruto's lips, her movements had become almost hypnotic. The chopsticks danced gracefully between bowl and mouth, each bite perfectly balanced.
"The sauce is dripping," she murmured, her thumb catching a drop from the corner of his mouth. The casual intimacy of the gesture made Naruto's breath catch.
"You're getting better at this," Naruto said, trying to break the tension with his trademark grin, though his voice came out huskier than intended.
"At feeding you?" Samui raised an eyebrow, a rare playful glint in her usually stern eyes.
"At... relaxing, I guess. You're always so... cool." He emphasized the last word, knowing it was her catchphrase.
"Hmph," she smirked, preparing another bite. "Don't get used to it."
After the meal, Naruto started to rise, but Samui's hand on his shoulder stopped him. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Uh, bed? It's been a long day and-"
"Not like that," she interrupted, wrinkling her nose slightly. "When's the last time you properly bathed?"
Naruto's face flushed. "I... well... it's not easy with one arm, you know!"
Samui was already moving through his apartment, locating fresh towels. "Unacceptable. You're taking a bath before bed." She started filling the tub, testing the water temperature with practiced precision.
"But... but..." Naruto stammered, watching as she efficiently gathered bathing supplies. "Wait, are you staying here?"
"Obviously," she replied, laying out a blanket on his couch. "The Raikage's orders were clear - assist you until you're self-sufficient. That includes proper hygiene."
"I can wash myself!" he protested, though they both knew that was only partially true.
Samui fixed him with her cool gaze. "Really? And how exactly have you been washing your back?" Naruto's silence was answer enough.
"That's what I thought," she said, softening slightly. "Look, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're still healing, still adapting. Now get in there before the water gets cold."
Naruto shuffled to the bathroom, his face burning. Through the door, he heard Samui call out, "Don't forget behind your ears! And use soap this time!"
"I'm not a kid!" he shouted back, though he couldn't help smiling.
"Could've fooled me," she retorted. "Do you need help with your shirt?" The question hung in the air, loaded with implications. Naruto looked down at his one-armed form, still struggling with certain movements.
"I... maybe?" he admitted quietly.
The door opened slightly, Samui's silhouette backlit in the doorway. "Arms up," she commanded softly, helping him manoeuvre out of his shirt with businesslike efficiency. Her cool fingers brushed against his skin, raising goosebumps.
"I'll be right outside if you need anything else," she said, stepping back. "And Naruto?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't rush. Take time to relax. You've earned it." As the door closed behind her, Naruto sank into the perfectly heated water, his muscles gradually unwinding. Through the wall, he could hear Samui moving around his flat, straightening things, humming softly to herself. The steam rose in lazy spirals as Naruto adjusted himself in the tub, the water lapping at his chest. His remaining arm rested on the edge while the bandaged stump of his right stayed carefully above water.
"Okay, you can look," he called out, his voice carrying a mix of resignation and nervous anticipation. Samui entered, her usual composed expression in place, though her cheeks held a slight flush from the steam. She'd rolled up her sleeves and removed her flak jacket, leaving her in a fitted black top.
"Lean forward," she instructed, kneeling beside the tub. She dipped a wash cloth in the warm water, adding a generous amount of soap. "Tell me if anything hurts." Her touch was unexpectedly gentle as she began with his back, making small circular motions. The tension in Naruto's shoulders gradually melted away under her ministrations.
"This must be frustrating for you," she said softly, working out a knot near his shoulder blade.
"Being bathed like a kid? Yeah, it's not my proudest moment," Naruto attempted a laugh, but it came out strained.
"That's not what I meant," Samui's hands paused briefly. "Being a hero, saving the world, and then struggling with... everyday things."
Naruto was quiet for a moment, watching the water ripple around him. "Sometimes I wake up still trying to make hand signs with both hands," he admitted. "It's like... my body hasn't accepted it yet."
Samui's hands moved to his shoulders, her touch becoming even more tender. "The phantom limb sensation is normal. It will fade with time." She worked the washcloth down his remaining arm, paying special attention to each finger. "You're allowed to be frustrated, you know. To be angry."
"I'm not angry," Naruto said quickly. Then, after a pause: "Well, maybe a little. Not about losing the arm - that was worth it. But feeling so... helpless sometimes."
"Hmm," Samui hummed, moving to his chest. Her fingers brushed against his seal mark, lingering there for a moment. "There's nothing helpless about you, Naruto Uzumaki. You're just learning a new way to be strong."
She reached his injured arm, her touch becoming feather-light around the healing tissue. "Does this hurt?"
"No," he whispered, watching her face as she worked. Her usual cool demeanour had softened into something more intimate, more vulnerable. "You're really good at this."
"I had to care for my brother after difficult missions," she explained, carefully cleaning around the bandages. "Though he was never as cooperative as you."
"Me? Cooperative?" Naruto grinned, some of his usual spark returning. "That's not something people usually say about me."
"Don't let it go to your head," Samui replied, but her lips curved into a small smile. She moved to his neck, her fingers working out the tension there. "Tilt your head back." As she washed his hair, her strong fingers massaging his scalp, Naruto found himself relaxing completely for the first time since the war. The gentle tugging at his hair, combined with the warm water and her soothing presence, made him feel almost drowsy.
"You're humming again," he murmured.
"Am I?" Samui's fingers stilled briefly. "It's an old Kumo lullaby. My mother used to sing it."
"It's nice," Naruto said softly. "Everything about this is nice. I thought it would be more..."
"Awkward?" Samui supplied, resuming her ministrations. "It's only awkward if we make it awkward. Now close your eyes, I need to rinse your hair." As she poured warm water over his head, shielding his eyes with her hand, Naruto felt an unexpected wave of emotion wash over him. This simple act of care, so freely given, touched something deep within him - the orphan who had never known such tender attention.
"Samui?" he said, his voice slightly thick.
"Mm?"
"Thank you. Not just for this, but for... treating me normally. For not pitying me."
Her hands paused in his hair. "Pity is not cool," she said simply. "And there's nothing to pity about you, Naruto. Now, let's get you dried off before you turn into a prune."
When Samui's hands moved lower, the washcloth gliding over his toned stomach, Naruto's breath hitched. Her cool blue eyes locked with his, a knowing glint in them as her hand dipped beneath the water.
"Stay still," she commanded softly, discarding the washcloth. Her fingers wrapped around his length, which was already responding to her touch. "This needs cleaning too." Naruto gasped as her strong, skilled fingers explored his impressive girth. Her thumb traced the sensitive tip while her other fingers worked their way down his shaft with deliberate slowness. His hips jerked involuntarily.
"I said stay still," she repeated, her voice husky. Her grip tightened slightly, drawing another gasp from him. She maintained eye contact as she continued her ministrations, her typically cool demeanour now burning with something else entirely.
"Samui," he breathed, his remaining hand gripping the edge of the tub. "You don't have to..."
"I know I don't have to," she purred, her strokes becoming more purposeful. "I want to. Unless you want me to stop?" Naruto could only shake his head, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Her hand moved with practiced expertise, alternating between firm strokes and feather-light touches that made him squirm. Water sloshed against the sides of the tub as her pace increased, her grip perfect, her rhythm maddening. Naruto's breathing became ragged, his chest heaving.
Samui's expert fingers worked their magic, alternating between long, languid strokes and quicker, more intense movements. Her thumb swirled around his swollen tip with each upstroke, while her other fingers traced the prominent veins along his shaft. The water amplified every sensation, making Naruto's toes curl against the porcelain.
"You're so responsive," she murmured, her cool facade completely melted away. Her grip tightened just enough to make him moan, her wrist twisting slightly with each stroke. "I love watching your reactions."
Naruto's head fell back against the tub, his breath coming in short gasps. "Samui... I can't... if you keep doing that..."
"Then don't hold back," she purred, increasing her pace. Her free hand came up to caress his chest, fingers trailing over his taut muscles. "Let go for me, hero." The combination of her skilled hands, her intense gaze, and her commanding voice was overwhelming. Naruto's hips bucked involuntarily as she worked him masterfully, water splashing over the sides of the tub.
"Look at me," she commanded softly, her strokes becoming more purposeful. When their eyes met, the raw desire in her typically cool gaze sent electricity down his spine. "I want to see your face when you..."
"Samui...I'm gonna...fuck!" Naruto's voice cracked as the pressure built to an unbearable peak. His whole body tensed, his remaining hand gripping the tub's edge so hard his knuckles turned white. His release was intense and copious, clouding the bathwater as his cock pulsed powerfully in Samui's skilled grip. She didn't stop, continuing to stroke him through each wave of pleasure, her movements perfectly timed to draw out his climax. Her thumb swept over his sensitive tip with each upstroke, making him shudder and gasp.
"That's it," she murmured, her cool blue eyes drinking in every detail of his pleasure-contorted face. "Let it all out." Naruto's hips jerked with each pulse, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The intensity of his release seemed endless under her expert touch, his cock twitching again and again as she milked every last drop from him.
Finally, he slumped back, completely spent. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his entire body tingling with aftershocks. Samui's hand slowed but didn't stop entirely, drawing small whimpers from him as she coaxed out the final tremors.
"Fuck," he breathed, his eyes still unfocused. "That was..."
"Needed," Samui finished for him, finally releasing him with one last gentle stroke. "Now let's get you dried off before this water gets cold." Samui helped Naruto stand on slightly shaky legs, water cascading down his toned body. She reached for a large, fluffy towel, wrapping it around his shoulders first.
"Still okay?" she asked softly, noting his dazed expression.
"Yeah," he managed, watching as she methodically dried him, her touches still tender but purposeful. The towel was soft against his sensitive skin as she worked her way down his body.
"You're trembling," she observed, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Can you blame me?" Naruto's voice was husky. "After what you just..."
She silenced him by pressing a finger to his lips, then knelt down before him. The towel dropped forgotten to the floor as she gazed up at him, her cool blue eyes now dark with desire.
"We're not done yet," she whispered, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to his length, which was already showing interest again. "Unless you want to be?"
Naruto's breath caught in his throat at the sight of her looking up at him, her usual stern expression replaced with an encouraging smile. "Samui..."
"Let me do this for you," Samui purred, her breath hot against his sensitive skin. Her tongue darted out to trace his length, drawing a sharp gasp from him. One hand gripped his hip while the other wrapped around his base, steadying him.
"But... ah... you don't have to..." Naruto stammered, his remaining hand instinctively threading through her blonde hair.
She paused to look up at him, her usually cool eyes now burning with desire. "I want to. You deserve to feel good." With that, she took him into her warm mouth, drawing a deep moan from his throat. Her skilled tongue swirled around his tip before she took him deeper, her movements slow and deliberate. Naruto's head fell back against the bathroom wall as she worked him with expertise, alternating between long, languid strokes and quicker, more intense motions.
"Fuck, Samui..." he groaned as she hollowed her cheeks, creating delicious suction. His fingers tightened in her hair, earning an approving hum that sent vibrations through his entire body. Samui's eyes widened slightly as she felt his impressive girth stretching her lips. She pulled back, catching her breath, her hand still working his considerable length.
"You're... bigger than I expected," she admitted, a rare blush colouring her cheeks. Her thumb traced the prominent veins along his shaft as she gazed up at him. "I might need some practice to take all of you."
Naruto's face flushed at her words. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Don't apologize," she cut him off, pressing a kiss to his tip. "I love a challenge." With renewed determination, she took him into her mouth again, working him slowly, adjusting to his size
She pulled back slightly, her tongue focusing on his sensitive head while her hand worked his shaft. "You taste really good," she murmured before taking him deep again, her pace increasing. Her tongue swirled expertly around his girth as she gradually took more of him, her hand working what she couldn't fit. Each time she pushed herself to take him deeper, her throat would constrict around him, drawing deep groans from his chest.
"Samui..." he gasped, his remaining hand gentle in her hair despite his mounting pleasure. "That feels incredible..."
She hummed in response, the vibrations making his hips buck involuntarily. Pulling back, she looked up at him with desire-darkened eyes. "Let me hear you," she commanded before engulfing him again, more confident now in handling his impressive size. Samui found her rhythm, her head bobbing steadily as she worked him with growing confidence. Her lips stretched around his girth, creating a perfect seal as she took him deeper with each pass. Her tongue traced intricate patterns along his length, paying special attention to the sensitive spots she discovered.
"Kamis, Samui..." Naruto moaned, his head falling back against the wall. His fingers tangled gently in her blonde hair, not guiding but appreciating her movements.
She pulled back to catch her breath, her hand maintaining the rhythm. "You like that?" she purred, her usually cool demeanour replaced with raw desire. Her tongue swirled around his tip before she took him deep again, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. Her free hand caressed his thighs as she worked, feeling them tense with each particularly skilled movement. She alternated between deep, slow strokes and quicker, more focused attention to his sensitive spots, drawing increasingly vocal responses from him.
"I won't last long if you keep that up," Naruto warned, his voice hoarse with pleasure.
Samui pulled back just enough to speak, her hand still working him steadily. "Then don't hold back," she commanded before taking him deep again, her movements becoming more purposeful. Samui increased her pace, her expert motions drawing Naruto closer to the edge. His remaining hand tightened in her hair as his breathing became ragged.
"Samui, I'm... I'm going to..." he gasped, his hips trembling with the effort to stay still. She hummed encouragingly, taking him as deep as she could manage. The vibrations of her response pushed him over the edge, and with a hoarse cry, Naruto's release hit him hard. His entire body shuddered as waves of pleasure coursed through him, his release seemingly endless as Samui skilfully swallowed every drop, her throat working steadily. When the last tremors subsided, she finally pulled back, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her usually cool eyes were dark with satisfaction as she gazed up at him.
"That was... intense," Naruto panted, his legs barely supporting him.
"Mmm," Samui agreed, rising gracefully to her feet. "Now let's get you to bed. You need rest." Samui steadied Naruto as his legs wobbled slightly, the combination of the hot bath, release, and emotional day catching up with him all at once. His eyelids grew heavy as post-pleasure drowsiness settled in.
"I've got you," she murmured, supporting his weight as she guided him to the bedroom. Her usual cool demeanour had softened into something almost maternal as she helped him into bed.
"But you... don't you want..." Naruto tried to speak through a massive yawn.
"Shh," Samui pressed a finger to his lips. "Sleep now. You're exhausted." She pulled the covers over him, her touch surprisingly gentle. "We have time."
"Will you..." Naruto fought against his drooping eyelids, "Will you still be here when I wake up?"
Samui's lips curved into a rare soft smile as she brushed his damp hair from his forehead. "Yes. Now rest."
Samui looked down at Naruto's pleading expression and felt her usual cool facade melt completely. "Stay?" he asked, his voice thick with exhaustion and vulnerability.
"Of course," she replied softly, squeezing his hand. She stepped back, her movements deliberate as she began undressing. First her mesh armour top, then her form-fitting undershirt, revealing her impressive curves that had made her famous throughout the ninja world. Her breasts, rivalling even the legendary Tsunade's, were finally freed from their confines. Naruto's eyes widened slightly before heavy drowsiness made them droop again. Samui continued undressing with quiet efficiency, her movements graceful despite her generous proportions. In the moonlight streaming through the window, her pale skin seemed to glow. She slipped under the covers beside him, her bare skin radiating warmth. With gentle hands, she guided his head to rest against her soft chest, cradling him protectively.
"Is this okay?" she whispered, one hand stroking his hair.
"Mmhmm," Naruto mumbled, already half-asleep. His remaining arm draped naturally across her waist as he nestled closer, finding comfort in her softness. Samui adjusted slightly, making sure his injured arm was positioned comfortably. Her generous breasts served as the perfect pillow, and she felt him relax completely against her.
"Sleep now, hero," she murmured, continuing to stroke his hair. The steady rise and fall of her chest beneath his cheek soon lulled him into deep slumber. As Naruto's breathing deepened into the steady rhythm of sleep, Samui found herself studying his peaceful face in the moonlight. All the weight of being the world's hero, all the frustration of adapting to his injury, had melted away in slumber. He looked younger, almost vulnerable, his cheek pressed against her soft flesh.
Her fingers continued their gentle path through his hair as she reflected on how quickly things had changed. She'd come here on a mission of assistance, yet now found herself feeling more protective than professional. His warmth against her bare skin felt natural, right somehow. The night air was cool on her exposed shoulders, but Naruto's body heat kept her comfortably warm. His remaining arm was draped possessively across her waist, his fingers occasionally twitching in sleep. She adjusted the blanket to cover them both better, careful not to disturb him. The events of the evening played through her mind as drowsiness began to claim her too. Her usual sharp alertness softened as Naruto's steady breathing and warmth worked their magic. Her own breathing began to synchronize with his, their hearts beating in a shared rhythm.
Just before sleep took her, she pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Sweet dreams, my hero," she whispered, allowing her eyes to finally close. Her last conscious thought was how perfectly they fit together, like pieces of a puzzle neither knew was incomplete until now. They drifted together in peaceful slumber, the moon casting its gentle light over their intertwined forms. For the first time since the war, both found complete peace in each other's arms.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the window as Naruto slowly drifted into consciousness. The first thing he registered was warmth, and something incredibly soft against his cheek. As his mind cleared, he realized he was still nestled against Samui's generous chest, her arms loosely wrapped around him.
"Good morning, hero," she murmured, her voice carrying its usual coolness, though tinged with morning softness. Her fingers were already threading through his hair, a gentle caress that made him want to purr like a content cat.
"Mmm... morning," he mumbled against her skin, still half-asleep. "How long have you been awake?"
"A while," she replied, her hand trailing down his back. "You seemed peaceful. I didn't want to disturb you." Naruto became increasingly aware of their intimate position - his face pressed against her bare breasts, his arm draped across her waist, their legs tangled together under the sheets. Rather than feeling embarrassed, he found himself relaxing further into her embrace. As Naruto shifted slightly, the intimate contact between their bodies became impossible to ignore. His morning arousal pressed insistently against her inner thigh, the heat of it making both of them catch their breath. Samui's legs parted slightly, instinctively.
"Sorry," Naruto mumbled against her skin, though he made no move to pull away. "I can't help it in the morning..."
"Shh," Samui's hand trailed down his back, pulling him closer rather than pushing him away. "It's a natural reaction." Her voice had grown husky, her usual coolness replaced with something warmer. The slight movement brought them even closer, his impressive length now aligned perfectly with her heat. Even through the thin sheet, they could feel each other's warmth. Naruto's breath hitched as he felt her wetness beginning to respond to his presence.
"Samui..." he groaned, his remaining hand gripping her hip. "I want..." Samui's fingers hooked into her silky underwear, sliding them to the side with deliberate slowness. Her other hand reached for Naruto, guiding him closer. The morning sun painted their skin in golden hues as they moved together.
"Let me show you," she whispered against his ear, her usual cool demeanour replaced with tender warmth. Her experienced hands positioned him perfectly. "Trust me..."
Naruto's breath caught as she guided him inside, his inexperienced body trembling at the new sensation. "S-Samui..." he gasped, overwhelmed by the feeling.
"Breathe," she instructed softly, one hand stroking his back while the other held him steady. "Nice and slow... that's it..." Her legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him deeper.
Naruto's remaining hand gripped her hip desperately as he followed her guidance. His face buried in her neck, breathing in her scent. "Is this... am I..."
"You're perfect," she assured him, running her fingers through his hair. "Just feel... don't think..." Her body arched to meet his, taking him completely.
"Oh kamis," Naruto gasped as Samui's body welcomed him completely. Her inner muscles squeezed him perfectly, drawing him deeper with each pulse. His entire body trembled with the intensity of the sensation.
"That's it, Naruto," Samui whispered, her fingers tangling in his hair. "You feel so good inside me..." Her legs tightened around his waist, ensuring he stayed fully seated within her depths.
Naruto's face contorted in pleasure as he experienced these new sensations. "Samui... I can't... it's too much..."
"Just breathe," she soothed, her hands running along his back. "Let yourself feel everything..." Her hips rolled slightly, causing him to gasp. "Your first time should be special..." His remaining hand gripped her hip desperately as waves of pleasure coursed through him. The feeling of her wrapped around him, squeezing him, was beyond anything he'd imagined. Their bodies fit together perfectly, as if made for each other.
"Look at me," she commanded softly. When their eyes met, hers were full of tenderness. "You're doing so well... just stay with me..." Naruto could only moan in response as she continued to move beneath him, her body drawing reactions from his that he never knew were possible. The last vestiges of his innocence melted away in her embrace.
"Move for me," Samui encouraged, her hands guiding his hips. "Don't hold back... I want to feel all of you..."
Naruto's initial hesitation melted away under her guidance. His movements became more confident as instinct took over, drawing gasps from both of them. "Like this?" he asked, his voice rough with need.
"Yes," she breathed, arching to meet him. "Just like that... you're a natural..." Her fingers dug into his shoulders, spurring him on. The bed creaked softly with their rhythm.
"Samui..." he groaned, burying his face in her neck. "You feel amazing..."
"So do you," she purred, one hand tangling in his hair while the other gripped his lower back. "Don't stop... take what you need..." Their bodies moved together in perfect synchronization, the morning sun painting their skin golden. Samui's encouraging words dissolved into soft moans as Naruto found his confidence, his natural stamina serving him well.
"Right there," Samui gasped, her back arching sharply. "Don't stop... right there..." Naruto's confidence grew with each response he drew from her. Her walls fluttered around him with each precise thrust, drawing deep moans from both of them. His remaining hand gripped her hip tightly, using it for leverage.
"You're so tight," he groaned, his face buried in her neck. The new angle had them both seeing stars. "Is this okay?"
"More than okay," she panted, her nails dragging down his back. "Keep going... just like that..." Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper with each movement. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, finding a rhythm that had them both gasping. Sweat glistened on their skin in the morning light. Samui's usual cool composure had completely dissolved into raw passion.
"You're doing so well," she encouraged between moans. "So perfect... don't stop..." Her words dissolved into wordless cries of pleasure as he maintained the perfect angle. Naruto's face nestled between Samui's generous breasts as his instincts took over completely. Her soft flesh cushioned him while her encouraging words spurred him on.
"Yes, just like that," she moaned, holding his head against her chest. "You feel so good... don't stop..." Her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued his relentless pace.
"Samui..." he groaned against her skin, his hips moving with increasing urgency. The bed rocked with their movements as he lost himself in pleasure. Their bodies moved together perfectly, finding a primal rhythm. Sweat glistened on their skin as they lost themselves in each other. Samui's usual composure had completely melted away, replaced by raw passion.
"Right there," she gasped as he hit the perfect spot again. "Don't stop... please don't stop..." Her nails dragged down his back, spurring him on.
"I'm close," Naruto groaned, his movements becoming more urgent and primal. His remaining hand gripped her hip tightly as he drove into her with increasing intensity.
"Let go," Samui encouraged, her legs locked around his waist. "Give me everything..." Her words dissolved into moans as he picked up the pace. The bed creaked protestingly under their vigorous movement. Naruto's face remained buried between her breasts as his hips moved with desperate need. Each thrust drew gasps and moans from both of them.
"Samui... I can't..." he panted, his rhythm becoming erratic. "I'm gonna..."
"Yes," she urged, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Don't hold back... fill me up..." Her body arched to meet each thrust, taking him impossibly deeper. Their bodies moved together in perfect synchronization, both chasing their release. Sweat dripped down Naruto's back as he maintained his relentless pace.
"That's it," Samui moaned, feeling him swell inside her. "Come for me, hero..."
"Samui!" Naruto cried out as his release hit him hard. His body trembled as waves of pleasure coursed through him, his hips jerking with each intense pulse. His climax seemed endless as he spilled deep inside her, more intense than anything he'd experienced before.
"Yes, that's it," Samui encouraged, holding him close as he shuddered against her. "Give me everything..." Her legs remained locked around his waist, keeping him buried deep as he emptied himself completely.
"Oh kami," he gasped, his face pressed against her neck. His body continued to shake with aftershocks as she milked every last drop from him.
"You did so well," she murmured, stroking his hair as he collapsed against her, completely spent. Their bodies remained joined as they caught their breath, both basking in the afterglow.
"That was..." Naruto panted, unable to form complete sentences.
"Amazing," Samui finished for him, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. She could feel their combined release beginning to leak out, evidence of his impressive stamina.
"My turn," Samui purred, pushing Naruto onto his back. She straddled him in one fluid motion, her impressive breasts bouncing with the movement. "You're still so hard for me..."
"But I just..." Naruto started, his eyes wide as she positioned herself above him.
"Shh," she commanded, slowly sinking down onto him. "Let me show you how it's done..." Her usual cool demeanour had been replaced by raw need as she began to move.
"Oh kami," Naruto groaned, his remaining hand gripping her hip as she set her own pace. Her movements were deliberate and experienced, drawing gasps from both of them.
"Watch me," she ordered, her hands bracing against his chest. Her body moved with practiced grace, taking him exactly how she needed. "I want you to see what you do to me..." Naruto could only moan in response as she rode him, her inner muscles squeezing him perfectly. Her breasts bounced hypnotically with each movement, drawing his attention.
"These need attention too," Samui moaned, guiding his hand to her generous chest. Her pace increased as she chased her pleasure, her body moving with practiced expertise.
"They're amazing," Naruto gasped, his remaining hand exploring her soft flesh as she rode him. Her nipples hardened under his touch, drawing appreciative moans from her.
"Yes, just like that," she encouraged, her back arching as she ground down onto him. Her usual composure was completely gone, replaced by raw need. "Don't stop touching them..." Her movements became more urgent, her body taking exactly what it needed. The bed creaked steadily beneath them as she maintained her relentless pace. Sweat glistened on her skin in the morning light.
"You feel so good inside me," she panted, her hands bracing against his chest for leverage. Her breasts bounced enticingly with each movement, filling his hand perfectly.
"Samui..." Naruto groaned, overwhelmed by the sight of her losing control above him. His thumb circled her nipple as she rode him harder.
"Yes, right there," Samui moaned, her movements becoming more focused and intense. Her hips rolled with practiced expertise, taking him exactly how she needed.
"You're so tight," Naruto gasped as she ground down onto him. His hand squeezed her breast as she moved, drawing sharp cries of pleasure from her.
"Don't stop," she commanded. Her body moved with desperate need, chasing her pleasure. "Just like that..." The bed protested beneath them as she increased her pace. Each movement was calculated to hit exactly where she needed him most. Her inner muscles squeezed him perfectly with each roll of her hips.
"Can you feel that?" she panted, her nails digging into his chest. "Can you feel how much I need this?" Her movements became more urgent, more demanding.
"Fuck, Samui..." Naruto groaned, overwhelmed by her intensity. His thumb circled her nipple as she rode him harder, drawing gasps from both of them.
"Oh kami, yes!" Samui cried out as her release finally hit her. Her body trembled violently as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Her inner walls clamped down on him rhythmically as she rode out her intense climax.
"Don't stop," she gasped, her nails digging into his chest. Her usually composed demeanour completely shattered as she lost herself in ecstasy. "Right there... yes!" Naruto could only watch in awe as she came undone above him, her body shaking with each pulse of pleasure. Her back arched sharply, her breasts bouncing with each tremor.
"Naruto!" she moaned, her hips still moving as aftershocks rocked through her. Her inner muscles continued to squeeze him perfectly, milking him for everything he had. Finally, she collapsed against his chest, breathing heavily. Her body still trembled with occasional aftershocks as she caught her breath. Samui lifted her head from Naruto's chest, her usual coolness softened into genuine warmth. She pressed a tender kiss to his cheek, her fingers tracing patterns on his skin.
"You were amazing," she murmured, her voice still slightly breathless. "Such a good boy... you exceeded all expectations." Her praise made him blush deeply.
"Really?" he asked, his remaining arm still wrapped around her waist.
"Mmhmm," she hummed, nuzzling against his neck. "And good boys deserve rewards." She propped herself up on one elbow, her blue eyes twinkling. "How about I make you a proper breakfast? Something better than instant ramen."
"You don't have to..." Naruto started, but she silenced him with another kiss.
"I want to," she said firmly. "Besides, you'll need your energy..." Her usual commanding tone returned, though tinged with affection. "I'm thinking miso soup, grilled fish, rice, and all the sides you can eat."
"That sounds amazing," Naruto admitted, his stomach growling on cue. Samui looked down at Naruto with genuine affection, watching as his face lit up at the mention of food. His childlike enthusiasm was endearing, especially given everything he'd been through.
"You know," she mused, running her fingers through his hair, "this might be my favourite mission yet." Her usual stern expression had softened into something tender.
"Really?" Naruto asked, leaning into her touch. "Even with all the... um... extra duties?"
She chuckled, a rare sound from the typically stoic kunoichi. "Especially those." Her hand trailed down his chest. "Taking care of the hero who saved us all... it's an honour. Though I must admit, this isn't exactly what the Raikage had in mind." Naruto grinned, his remaining hand finding her hip. "Will you... stay? For a while at least?"
"As long as you need me," she replied, her voice carrying unusual warmth. "Someone has to make sure you eat properly, keep clean, and..." her lips curved into a knowing smile, "stay satisfied."
"I like the sound of that," Naruto said, pulling her closer.
"Breakfast first," she commanded, though her eyes sparkled with promise. "Then we can discuss your other... needs."
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