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Chapter 13: The Whisper of Ghosts and the Heat of Passion
The soft glow of the morning sun painted golden streaks across the room, warming the tangled sheets that barely covered their intertwined bodies. Kushina stirred first, her bare skin pressing against Naruto's warmth as she shifted lazily. A smirk played on her lips as she turned toward him, her crimson hair spilling across his shoulder, her golden eyes still heavy with sleep.
She leaned in, pressing a slow, languid kiss to his lips, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Wake up, my love," she murmured against his mouth, her voice husky with sleep. "Let's take a bath together."
Naruto groaned lightly, his body already responding to her closeness, the soft weight of her curves against him impossible to ignore. But before he could protest, she was already slipping out of bed, stretching her toned body in the morning light before sauntering toward the bathroom.
He exhaled heavily, running a hand through his golden locks before following her.
The Bath – A Moment of Intimacy
The warm water enveloped them as they settled into the spacious tub, steam curling around them in lazy wisps. Kushina nestled herself comfortably against his chest, her back pressing against him as she sighed in contentment.
Naruto's arms wrapped around her waist, his fingers gliding over the slickness of her wet skin. His gaze dropped to the water, where her perfect, round breasts floated gently, half-submerged beneath the surface. Droplets clung to her soft skin, glistening like tiny pearls, accentuating their fullness.
She noticed his stare.
A slow, knowing smirk curled her lips as she tilted her head, her golden eyes glinting with amusement. Then, her gaze drifted downward, settling on the water between them where something was stirring.
Her smirk widened.
She leaned back slightly, her lips grazing his jaw as she whispered, "You really can't control yourself around me, can you?"
Naruto huffed a laugh, tightening his grip around her waist. "You make it impossible."
Kushina chuckled, running a teasing finger down his arm before settling deeper into his embrace. For a long moment, they simply enjoyed the warmth, the intimacy, the way their bodies fit together so naturally.
But soon, the water began to cool, and they reluctantly pulled away.
Preparing for the Day – An Unexpected Decision
As Kushina dressed, slipping into a form-fitting top and snug jeans that accentuated every curve, she turned to Naruto with a playful yet determined glint in her eyes.
"Today, we're going out with my friend Samui," she declared.
Naruto blinked. "Today?"
She nodded, grabbing a brush to run through her damp red locks. "Yes. Pack your things. I'll be heading to my house to get my stuff, and then you're coming with me to help."
He raised a brow. "You're really making me do all the work, huh?"
Kushina grinned, stepping closer to press a quick, teasing kiss to his lips. "Of course. That's what boyfriends are for."
He rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress his smirk as he turned toward his closet to grab a bag.
The Haunting of Ino's Room
As Naruto moved through the apartment, gathering what he needed, his steps slowed as he passed by a familiar doorway.
Ino's room.
The door was slightly ajar.
A chill crept up his spine, despite the warmth of the day. He frowned, glancing toward the window. The curtains fluttered gently, though there was no wind outside.
His stomach twisted.
It had been weeks since he had last stepped inside. But even now, the memory of that night haunted him—the dream of Ino being strangled, her blue eyes wide with terror, her hands desperately clawing at an unseen force crushing the life out of her.
The doctors had called it pregnancy complications.
But Naruto couldn't shake the feeling that something darker had happened.
A deep frown creased his forehead as the thought settled in his mind. What if Ino really was murdered?
And if she was… who would kill her?
His jaw clenched as anger and frustration bubbled inside him. His mind wandered back to something he had buried deep—something he didn't like to think about.
That woman.
The Egyptian woman who had lured him in, drugged him, tied him down, and violated him while he was unconscious.
His stomach churned. He had forced himself to forget, to shove the memory into the darkest corners of his mind. But now, standing in front of Ino's room, the questions resurfaced.
Was it connected?
Could it be possible that someone, someone like her, had done something to Ino too?
His throat tightened. "No… Hinata's above that," he muttered to himself.
But was she?
The thought sent a wave of unease crashing through him.
If Ino was murdered… who could have done it?
His fingers curled into fists. His mind was a storm of emotions—grief, guilt, anger, and something even darker.
The sound of Kushina's voice broke through his haze.
"Hurry up! Let's go!"
Naruto exhaled sharply, shaking his head as if to rid himself of the thoughts.
He would find out the truth.
But for now… he had to focus.
Shutting the door to Ino's room, he turned and walked away, leaving the ghosts of the past behind—at least for now.
The summer sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the quiet streets as Kushina finished gathering her things. The room was filled with the scent of her signature perfume, a mix of wild roses and something undeniably feminine, clinging to the air as she zipped up her final bag.
She turned to Naruto with a smirk, her red hair cascading over her shoulders like liquid fire. "Alright, we're leaving," she announced, her voice carrying that playful confidence that made it impossible to ignore her.
Naruto, leaning casually against the wall, adjusted the collar of his pristine white shirt, the fabric hugging his toned chest just right. He had chosen simple but stylish black pants, fitted enough to show off his long legs and narrow waist. His skin, flawless and pale as fresh snow, contrasted beautifully with the dark fabric, and his sharp, almost ethereal features made him stand out effortlessly.
Kushina's golden eyes gleamed as she looked at him. He was breathtaking—his beauty had always been something out of the ordinary, almost feminine in its elegance, yet undeniably masculine in its quiet strength. His silvery hair, tousled just enough to look effortlessly perfect, shimmered under the sunlight streaming through the window.
She bit her lip before speaking again. "We're spending the rest of the summer at my friend Samui's house."
Naruto raised a brow. "Today?"
"Yes, today," she replied smoothly, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Pack your things. We're heading to my place first so I can grab my stuff, and then we're off."
He sighed but didn't argue.
As he packed, Kushina's voice carried through the room, filled with amusement. "You'll like Samui. She's a lot like me—tall, beautiful, and, well… very well-endowed."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "That doesn't matter to me."
Kushina chuckled, stepping closer to him. "Oh, but all the girls on the street stare at you when you walk by. I'm sure Samui will too."
"I don't care."
Her smirk widened. "Hmm. We'll see."
She grabbed his hand, her fingers warm against his cool skin, and pulled him toward the door. The way her grip tightened slightly didn't go unnoticed.
The Ride – A Playful Exchange
Kushina loaded her bags into the trunk before sliding into the driver's seat of her sleek red car. Naruto followed, settling into the passenger seat. The car purred to life, and as they pulled onto the road, Kushina hummed softly, a playful energy radiating from her.
"Samui just called," she announced. "She's ready. Now we go pick her up."
Naruto stared out the window, watching the scenery pass. "Doesn't matter to me."
Kushina laughed, flashing him a sideways glance. "You always act like you don't care, but deep down, you do."
He exhaled, not bothering to argue.
She suddenly grinned mischievously. "By the way… Tomato."
He turned to her, his expression blank. "…What?"
"You called me Tomato earlier," she reminded him, her eyes glinting. "I actually like tomatoes, you know."
Naruto sighed, shaking his head. "Figures."
Her laughter filled the car, warm and rich.
Arrival – Meeting Samui
The engine of the sleek black sports car roared to life as Kushina Uzumaki gripped the leather steering wheel, her crimson-painted nails tapping lightly against it. Dressed in a dangerously revealing red blouse that clung to her curves and a matching tight skirt that showcased her long, toned legs, she exuded confidence and allure. The deep neckline of her top left little to the imagination, and as she shifted gears, the movement of her ample chest was impossible to ignore.
Seated beside her, Naruto Namikaze sighed, his expression unreadable. He wore a simple yet stylish outfit—dark jeans and a white button-up shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a hint of his toned chest. Despite the luxurious car and the breathtaking woman beside him, he remained indifferent.
"This will be a wonderful trip, Detective," Kushina teased, shooting him a sideways glance.
Naruto scoffed, looking out the window. "I don't care."
Just as the words left his mouth, Kushina took a sharp turn, causing her ample breasts to bounce slightly. The motion was hard to ignore, and Naruto quickly turned his face away, pretending not to notice.
Kushina smirked knowingly. "You'll see. Ah—there they are." She pointed ahead. "Samui and her husband, Sai."
Naruto's blue eyes flickered toward the elegant blonde woman standing beside a pale, dark-haired man. "So that's them…"
The car rolled to a smooth stop, and Kushina gracefully stepped out, adjusting her skirt slightly before striding forward. Naruto followed suit, stuffing his hands into his pockets as they approached the couple.
"Samui, Sai," Kushina greeted with a playful smirk.
Samui returned the expression. "Your lover is quite interesting, Kushina."
Kushina chuckled, brushing her hair back. "I know."
Meanwhile, Naruto extended his hand toward Sai in a polite greeting. Sai accepted it but tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable. "Are you… gay?" he asked bluntly.
Naruto blinked. "Excuse me?"
Sai, still holding his hand, studied him carefully. "You're incredibly beautiful—almost feminine. Are you sure you have a…" He trailed off, glancing downward.
Samui sighed. "Sai, don't be rude."
Kushina burst into laughter. "Oh, he has one. Maybe even bigger than yours."
Naruto groaned. "You're all insane." He ran a hand through his golden hair before exhaling sharply.
Kushina only smirked before stepping closer and slipping her fingers into Naruto's hand, interlacing them with his. "Come on. Let's get inside and continue our trip."
Samui and Sai moved toward their own car, slipping into the passenger seats, while Kushina and Naruto got back into their sports car. Once Naruto was settled, Kushina leaned in, her plush lips capturing his in a deep kiss, her warm breath teasing against his skin.
"Let's go," she whispered against his lips before pulling back and revving the engine.
As the car pulled onto the road, Samui, watching from the backseat of their own vehicle, crossed her arms and turned to Sai. "What do you think of him?"
Sai tilted his head. "I like him. He's… beautiful."
Samui rolled her eyes. "Not like that. Do you think he's right for Kushina?"
Sai hummed in thought before nodding. "I think so. She loves him. He may be cold, but she's fiery enough for both of them."
Samui smirked, placing a hand on her ample chest. "Interesting."
بعيدًا عن الطرق المتعرجة التي سافر إليها ناروتو وكوشينا، جلست هيناتا في غرفتها ذات الإضاءة الخافتة، مغمورة في ضوء أضواء المدينة الناعمة خارج نافذتها.
She stretched lazily, her silky nightwear clinging to her body in all the right places as she leaned back into the plush cushions of her couch. A slow, knowing smile spread across her lips.
"So, he's going away for a whole week?"
The thought of Naruto being gone left a strange emptiness inside her, but it was temporary.
"When he comes back… we'll make up for lost time."
Her fingers traced the rim of her wine glass before she let out a quiet laugh.
"Tenten," she called softly.
From the shadows, Tenten stepped forward. Her stance was poised, her demeanor obedient. "Yes, Hinata-sama?"
Hinata's violet eyes gleamed as she gestured for her to come closer. "You know what to do."
Tenten nodded, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "Yes, Hinata-sama."
The night was still young.
Elsewhere – Sakura's Sorrow
Underneath the silver glow of the moon, Sakura stood in front of a familiar gravestone, her fingers gently brushing against the petals of freshly placed flowers.
Her breath hitched.
"Naruto was here."
She swallowed, a lump forming in her throat as she knelt beside the grave, her fingers tracing the carved letters of her best friend's name.
"Ino…" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I miss you."
Tears welled up in her emerald eyes as she clutched her hands into fists. "You were my best friend. You were my rival. And now… you're just gone."
Her gaze drifted back to the fresh flowers.
"He still thinks about you."
A bitter smile crossed her lips as she wiped her tears away.
"Why did it have to be you?"
The wind whispered through the trees, but no answer came.
She stayed there, mourning, as the world continued to move forward
The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the grand summer house. The estate was magnificent—an architectural masterpiece nestled against a backdrop of lush greenery and a sparkling lake. The house itself was expansive, with large glass windows reflecting the golden hues of the setting sun. A balcony wrapped around the second floor, overlooking the pristine gardens filled with vibrant flowers and sculpted hedges.
Samui stepped out of the car, stretching her arms before placing a hand on her hip. She turned to Sai with a proud smile. "Our summer house is beautiful, isn't it, Sai?"
Sai, ever calm and composed, nodded. "Yes."
Naruto, still seated in the car, observed the interaction with mild amusement. There was something almost robotic about Sai—his unwavering obedience, his neutral expressions. It was like he existed to simply follow Samui's lead. Naruto sighed, stepping out as Kushina slid her fingers into his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Come on," she whispered with a teasing smile.
Samui pulled out a key and unlocked the massive oak doors, pushing them open to reveal a lavishly decorated interior. The marble floors gleamed under the elegant chandeliers, and a grand staircase led to the upper floors.
Kushina leaned in close to Naruto's ear, her warm breath sending a small shiver down his spine. "Do you like it?"
Naruto glanced around before shrugging. "It's fine, I guess."
Kushina smirked at his indifferent tone. She knew him well enough to recognize when he was impressed but refused to show it.
Sai, standing a few steps away, studied Naruto carefully. His sharp eyes held an almost curious glint as he suddenly asked, "What do you think about having some fun?"
Naruto raised a brow. "What do you mean?"
Sai's lips curled into a subtle smile. "I want to see how big your cock is."
Naruto stiffened, his eyes narrowing. "Excuse me?"
Sai remained unfazed. "Samui says it's big. Kushina apparently confirmed it. Now I'm just curious."
Naruto shot a sharp look at Kushina, who was suddenly looking a little nervous. "Kushina," he said slowly, his tone edged with disbelief.
Kushina held up her hands, laughing awkwardly. "Not to that extent! I just… may have mentioned that you're, uh… well-endowed."
Naruto ran a hand over his face. "You people are insane."
Samui chuckled, stepping closer to her husband and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "My husband is weird, but he's incredibly sweet. Isn't that right, Sai?"
Sai tilted his head. "I don't think Naruto agrees."
Naruto sighed heavily. "Just… stay away from me, alright?"
Kushina covered her mouth, trying to suppress her laughter, while Samui gave an amused smirk.
Samui clapped her hands together. "Alright, alright. How about I show you two your room?"
Kushina's eyes lit up as she grinned. "That sounds like a wonderful idea."
Samui arched a brow. "I think I know what's on your mind, Kushina."
Kushina smirked playfully. "Oh, do you now?"
Samui crossed her arms. "You always were a bit of a pervert."
Kushina scoffed. "You're worse than me."
Samui simply laughed. "Come on, I'll show you your room."
With that, she led the way, leaving Kushina rolling her eyes and Naruto still wondering what kind of madness he had just walked into.
Kushina stood in front of the full-length mirror in their spacious bedroom, her fingers leisurely working the buttons of her fitted blouse. As she slid it off her shoulders, revealing the smooth curves of her body, she smirked at the reflection of Naruto standing stiffly by the window, his back to her.
"You know, baby," she teased, her voice velvety, "we've already had sex before. You can look at me while I change."
Naruto scoffed, keeping his gaze fixed on the moonlit scenery outside. "Just shut up."
Kushina chuckled, stepping closer until she pressed herself against his back, her arms encircling his waist. She rested her chin on his shoulder, breathing in his scent. "You're so cute when you act shy," she murmured before tilting his face toward her and capturing his lips in a slow, lingering kiss. "I love you, you know."
Meanwhile, in another room, Samui was slipping into something comfortable—though her definition of 'comfortable' often leaned towards enticing. Sai sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through one of his sketchbooks when she approached him, her lips curved in a mischievous smile.
"Sai, sweetheart," she purred, straddling his lap, "what do you think about doing something exciting tonight?"
Sai tilted his head, his expression as neutral as ever. "What is it?"
Her grin widened. "A little competition between me and Kushina. Something fun. Something... thrilling."
Sai raised an eyebrow. "A wife-swapping game?"
Samui burst into laughter, playfully smacking his chest. "You're too much! No, silly. But let's just say it'll be very entertaining. I'll tell you more later. For now, go help with dinner."
With that, she sauntered out of the room, leaving Sai staring after her with mild curiosity.
Back outside, Naruto remained on the balcony, his arms resting on the railing as he stared into the night. The waves of the nearby lake shimmered under the moon's glow, but his thoughts were elsewhere. Darker. He barely noticed when Kushina approached him from behind, wrapping her arms around his torso and resting her cheek against his back.
"What are you thinking about?" she asked softly.
Naruto exhaled, his jaw tightening. "Nothing."
Kushina frowned. "Come on, tell me."
He hesitated before finally saying, "My wife."
Kushina's grip on him loosened for a split second before tightening again. "You mean... Ino?"
"Yeah. My late wife." His voice was quiet, almost haunted. "There are so many things I still don't know about her. So many secrets."
Kushina turned him around to face her, cupping his face with both hands. "Tell me what's on your mind."
Naruto looked into her eyes, searching for something—reassurance, perhaps. But he shook his head. "Not now. But I promise, one day, I'll tell you everything."
In his mind, the memory resurfaced: a dream, a nightmare. Ino in a hospital bed, her face pale, her body weakened as she gave birth. And then—hands. Hands around her throat. A struggle. A choked gasp.
Who would do such a thing?
He clenched his fists, his breath uneven, but then he felt Kushina's warmth against him. Her fiery red hair danced with the wind, brushing against his skin. She held him close, her voice soothing.
"Whatever it is you're thinking about," she whispered, "I'm here. With you. Always."
She kissed him then, slow and deep, as if trying to pull him back from the depths of his haunted thoughts. And for a brief moment, he let himself sink into her warmth, into her touch, into the promise that, for now, he wasn't alone.
Samui placed the last dish on the table and clapped her hands together, her voice carrying a playful lilt as she announced, "Dinner is ready!"
The four of them gathered around the large wooden dining table, the scent of the expertly prepared meal filling the room. Naruto took his seat beside Kushina, while Sai and Samui sat opposite them. As they began to eat, Samui glanced around at her guests with a satisfied smile.
"So? What do you all think of my cooking?" she asked, her golden eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Kushina swallowed her bite and smirked. "It's delicious, Samui. You've really outdone yourself."
Samui's smirk widened as she turned to her husband. "And you, Sai?"
Sai, always composed, nodded in approval. "It's as good as ever."
Then, Samui's gaze shifted to the ever-calm detective, Naruto, who had been quietly eating his food without much reaction. "And what about you, detective? What do you think?"
Naruto paused for a brief moment before answering. "It's great. Really good."
Satisfied, Samui leaned back in her chair, a sly grin forming on her lips. "Now that we're all well-fed, how about we do something fun and exciting tonight?"
Kushina raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Samui leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. "A competition. Just between us girls."
Kushina narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "What kind of competition?"
Samui's smirk deepened. "Well, since we're all couples here, and we'll be spending the night enjoying each other's company anyway, why not make it interesting? Let's have a contest—to see which couple lasts the longest in bed."
Kushina choked on her drink, coughing violently as Naruto stiffened beside her. Sai, unfazed as ever, simply continued eating. Samui, however, laughed at their reactions, clearly enjoying herself.
"Are you insane?!" Kushina exclaimed, her cheeks flushing.
Samui leaned in closer, her voice teasing. "What's the matter, Kushina? Are you backing out? Are you afraid of losing?"
Kushina's eye twitched. "Losing? I just don't want to embarrass you!"
"Embarrass me?" Samui chuckled. "No, I think you're scared because you know you'll lose."
Kushina slammed her hand on the table. "I am NOT scared!"
Samui crossed her arms, feigning boredom. "Then prove it."
Kushina gritted her teeth, turning to Naruto, who had been silently watching the exchange. "Naruto, we're entering this competition. Let's show them!"
Naruto sighed heavily. "I'm not getting involved in this ridiculous contest."
Samui grinned. "See? Even your man knows you'll lose."
Kushina clenched her fists. "Naruto, please! They're mocking us. We have to put them in their place."
Naruto leaned back in his chair. "I really don't care."
Sai, who had been quiet until now, suddenly smirked and looked at Naruto. "Is that because you don't have what it takes? Maybe you're just too... delicate."
Naruto's eye twitched. "Excuse me?"
Sai tilted his head. "You're quite pretty, Naruto. Almost feminine. Maybe that's why you don't want to compete. You'd rather play the part of the delicate one."
Naruto's grip on his fork tightened. "You think I'm weak?"
Sai's smirk remained. "I didn't say that. I just wonder if you can actually keep up."
Naruto slammed his fork down. "Fine. I'll join your stupid contest. But don't come crying when you lose."
Samui grinned triumphantly, standing up beside Sai. "That's the spirit."
Kushina smirked, standing as well. "Prepare to be humiliated."
As the tension in the room thickened, the night promised to be far more exhilarating than anyone had initially anticipated.
Kushina smirked, standing confidently in the dimly lit bedroom, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders. She crossed her arms and locked eyes with Samui, determination burning in her gaze. "You'll see, Samui. You'll see the quality of my man tonight."
Samui chuckled, leaning against Sai with a teasing glint in her golden eyes. "Oh, Kushina, you're dreaming if you think you can outlast me. Sai and I have our own rhythm."
Naruto sat on the edge of the bed, exhaling slowly as he muttered under his breath, "What have I gotten myself into?"
Samui pulled Sai by the arm, leading him towards one of the beds, while Kushina mirrored her movements, guiding Naruto towards the opposite one. The atmosphere in the room was charged with a mix of competitiveness and playful tension. Both women removed their outer garments, leaving them in form-fitting tank tops and shorts, revealing their toned physiques. Their confidence radiated as they prepared for the challenge ahead.
Meanwhile, outside the lavish summer home, the night carried a different kind of tension. In the quiet streets of the nearby town, a young girl walked hand-in-hand with her parents. The warm glow of the streetlights flickered, casting long shadows as they strolled.
The mother glanced around, sensing something unusual. "Dear, do you feel like we're being watched?"
The father tightened his grip on his daughter's hand, his brows furrowing. "Now that you mention it…"
Before they could react further, figures emerged from the darkness. Hooded individuals surrounded them, their silhouettes blending into the shadows. The mother gasped, pulling her child close. "Who are you? What do you want?"
The lead figure stepped forward, his voice smooth yet unsettling. "We're here for something simple. We want to eat."
The father's blood ran cold. "Eat? What do you mean—?"
Before he could finish his sentence, the figures lunged.
Back in the summer home, unaware of the chaos unfolding in the city, Kushina and Samui continued their playful rivalry, determined to prove themselves. But the night outside was far from playful—it was the beginning of something dark.
Naruto sat on the edge of the bed, watching with a mixture of curiosity and dread as Kushina stood before him, her confident smirk unwavering. Across from them, Samui adjusted her stance, glancing at her husband, Sai, who seemed as composed as ever. This was it—the ultimate test of endurance, a competition between two fierce and stunning women to determine which man could last the longest against their relentless affections.
Kushina flicked her hair back and cracked her knuckles, looking at Naruto with a teasing glint in her eyes. "Ready, Naruto? You're not going to disappoint me, right?" she asked, her voice carrying a playful challenge.
Naruto swallowed hard. "I have a feeling I'm going to regret this."
Samui, ever the composed warrior, simply turned to Sai. "You should know by now that resistance is futile," she said smoothly.
Sai merely smiled, unfazed as always. "I do not mind engaging in this contest, as long as it pleases you."
Kushina clapped her hands together. "Alright then! Let's begin!" Without another word, she grabbed Naruto's wrist and pulled him onto the bed. Samui did the same to Sai, both women making sure their respective partners had no room to escape.
As the contest began, Kushina and Samui wasted no time in proving their dominance. They moved with precision, working to overwhelm their partners with affection. Kushina leaned into Naruto, whispering soft taunts in his ear, her breath warm against his skin. "You're not backing out already, are you?" she teased, pressing closer.
Naruto struggled to keep his composure, but Kushina was a force to be reckoned with. Her confidence, her beauty—it was all too much. His pulse quickened as he tried to match her intensity, determined not to lose.
Meanwhile, Samui was equally formidable. Her movements were calculated, her approach methodical. Sai, always calm and composed, simply smiled, but even he wasn't immune to the challenge. Samui's soft murmurs and teasing glances pushed him further, testing the limits of his endurance.
After making love, the room was bathed in a warm afterglow, the dim light casting soft shadows over the entangled figures on the bed. Kushina lay atop Naruto, her crimson hair cascading over his chest, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she traced lazy circles on his bare skin.
Samui, sitting on the edge of the bed, arms crossed and face flushed, huffed in frustration. She had lost. There was no denying it. While she had boasted about Sai's stamina, it was Kushina who had emerged victorious in this unspoken challenge.
With a smug grin, Kushina glanced at Samui, her emerald eyes gleaming with mischief. "So, tell me… who's the loser now?" she purred, stretching her arms before settling back against Naruto's body, her curves pressing into him.
Samui's lips twisted, but she said nothing. Instead, she cast a glance toward Sai, who lay next to her, resting his head lazily against her ample chest. He seemed unbothered, lost in his own post-intimacy haze.
"I still can't believe it," Samui finally muttered, shifting uncomfortably. "Sai actually thinks your husband has a—" She cleared her throat. "Twenty-inch… you know."
Naruto groaned, rubbing his temples. "Could we not?" he mumbled, still catching his breath.
Kushina chuckled, tilting her head playfully. "Oh, Samui… you should know better than to challenge me in something like this. You were bound to lose," she teased, her fingers running through Naruto's golden locks.
Samui's eyes flickered with irritation, but there was something else too—a heat simmering beneath her frustration. A flush crept up her neck as she shifted again, clearly uneasy. The dampness between her thighs made her scowl. It was maddening how much this had affected her.
"This is ridiculous," she muttered. "I hate losing."
Sai, still resting on her, merely shrugged. "It's not a big deal."
Samui shot him a glare. "Maybe not to you."
Naruto exhaled deeply, his hand resting lazily on Kushina's back. She shifted slightly, her full, soft breasts pressing firmly against his face as she cradled him in her embrace. The warmth of her skin enveloped him, the gentle rise and fall of her chest soothing yet intoxicating. Her scent was a mixture of sweat and something uniquely hers—something that drove him wild.
Kushina smirked as she felt Naruto sigh against her, his breath hot against the curve of her breast. She ran her fingers through his hair, pressing him closer into her plush softness. "You always make me so proud, darling," she whispered, her voice a velvety murmur. She pressed a slow, teasing kiss to his forehead before lowering her lips to his temple, the heat between them still lingering.
Samui let out a long sigh, then glanced at Kushina with narrowed eyes. "You're infuriating, you know that?"
Kushina only smirked wider, pulling the sheets up just enough to keep herself modest while still maintaining her dominant presence. "You'll always lose against me, Samui," she said, her voice dripping with confidence.
Samui clenched her fists, fighting back the wave of frustration—and something deeper—that coursed through her. This wasn't over. Not by a long shot.
the end
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