Part 1: The Bad (Original Timeline)
Kiba screamed as his arm snapped. White-hot pain radiated from the jagged bone shards embedded in his flesh, each breath sending fresh waves of agony through his body. Akamaru whined at his side, his white fur bristling and his fangs bared at the Kumo genin looming over them. The ninken's growl was a low, trembling rumble, filled with more fear than fury now.
Fuck. Fuck!
He'd charged without thinking. Hinata's tearful plea of "Please… we'll surrender the scroll" had been a knife to his pride. He couldn't let her beg. Not to these bastards. Not to the smirking bone freak with his hands all over their Earth Scroll, or the purple-haired witch weaving her creepy genjutsu shit while Hinata…
Hinata.
Kiba's good arm twitched toward her crumpled form. She lay motionless near the hot spring's edge, steam curling around her like ghostly fingers that wanted to drag her in. Her Byakugan had flickered out, eyelids fluttering as an illusion slithered into her mind.
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He did his best to avoid staring at her chest, even if it was a losing battle. But this wasn't the time to perv on her, if he could just grab her and get away-
"Don't."
The bone freak, 'Sōkotsu', his brain supplied him as his eyes moved towards the smaller genin, didn't even look at him. The bastard just adjusted his grip on their stolen scroll, bone spikes retracting into his palms with a wet, grinding sound. "I don't like killing dogs, but your mutt is next if you move."
Akamaru's growl died in his throat as the tall muscular one cracked her knuckles behind them, her grin feral. "C'mon, pup. Give me a reason."
Shino stepped forward then, his voice calm, insects chittering beneath his collar. Hopefully the smart member of their team would be able to find a way out of this sudden clusterfuck. "Your strategy is flawed. By isolating Hinata, you've left yourselves vulnerable to-"
Sōkotsu moved.
In an instant his damn bone bullets tore through the air, forcing Shino to dive behind a boulder as he moved to evade. Beetles surged from his sleeves, a black swarm spiraling toward the Kumo genin, only to get burned away by a quick fire jutsu from the muscle-bound girl guarding him and Akamaru.
"Vulnerable?" The white haired bastard laughed, his sudden bone shield still bristling with the insect carcasses that had just been burnt to a crisp. "You're the one down a fighter, bug boy."
Kiba gritted his teeth, sweat dripping into his eyes as he tried to compel himself to fight, to protect his teammates instead of being a damn coward.
Come on, move damn it! Do something! Anything!
But his legs wouldn't move. He was frozen motionless and his vision swam, the world tilting sideways as blood pooled beneath his shattered arm. He looked at Akamaru, whimpering in that bitch's grip, and stilled, glaring hatefully at the blue wearing muscular girl who just glared right back at him.
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He didn't move, even as his eyes fluttered closed from the Genjutsu of the purple haired bitch next to Hinata.
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Meanwhile, with Sombra
The Hyuga girl's mind was… soft.
Sombra had expected resistance, a Hyūga's famed mental discipline, or even the iron will of a clan heir who'd one day take hold of the most powerful clan in the Hidden Leaf (The girl didn't cover her forehead, after all). But instead, the girl's thoughts were a tangled mess of fear and guilt, threads frayed by exhaustion.
Perfect for her purposes.
She wove the Genjutsu carefully so it warped the girl's memories of the encounter subtly:
• Sōkotsu's sneer became a stoic nod.
• Korra's taunts faded into respectful silence.
• The theft of her team's scroll morphed into a 'negotiation', with Kumo's mercy sparing Konoha's weakness.
The girl would wake believing Kumo had shown restraint. That Sōkotsu had spared them out of honor, not strategy. Perfect for the boy's plan, even if Sombra doubted that he'd actually be able to get alone with the Hyuga Heiress after the last incident involving the Hyugas and Kumo.
Either way, she could feel it as the girl began to believe the lie. Because lies were often kinder than the truth, and this girl's poor psyche would happily cling to a pretty lie that soothed her over a harsh truth she'd have to confront.
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AndNow, Back to the Fight
Shino's beetles died in waves. That was fine, they served their purpose to the hive, to him, with more courage than many ninja would show in their place.
Each swarm met a hail of flying bone spikes or the muscular one's fire coated fists, their chakra-draining bites useless against opponents who fought like feral beasts with techniques to back it up. He adjusted, sending insects underground, only for the girl to stomp after casting a few signs as the ground cracked beneath her, crushing all of his burrowing insects.
"Give up," the white haired Kumo genin said, not unkindly. "You're outmatched."
Shino's glasses glinted as he stepped into the moonlight. "Correction. You are distracted."
A beetle crawled from Sōkotsu's ear, its wings buzzing with a frequency that should make the bone-using boy's sense of balance be thrown off. It was a rarity, specially bred for its purpose.
It was too late.
Even as the boy's shield collapsed. Even as Shino lunged-
... He was stopped in his tracks by an invisible blade the boy had been holding the whole time, suddenly appearing pressed against his throat.
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The Next Morning
As expected, they left them alive.
Hinata woke dazed, her memories sweetened by Sombra's poison. "They… they let us go," she murmured, helping Kiba to his feet. "We should… we should thank them, if we see them again."
"Thank them?!"
Kiba bit back a scream with extreme effort, his words coming out in a quiet yell as he did his best to not harm his chances with the female on the team. No doubt his mind was still occupied with his desire to mate over any real strategy to get out of the problem now facing the three of them. Akamaru licked the boy's broken arm, whimpering at seeing his master in pain.
Shino said nothing. But as they limped toward the tower, his insects hummed a warning. It was their only chance of passing the exam, they needed to ambush a team carrying both scrolls and steal them. Yet, his Hive was near empty, his teammates were both exhausted, and one was even wounded.
They were unlikely to pass this exam.
Finally, he broke his silence.
"Sensei won't be happy."
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Part 2: The Ugly
Kin's vision blurred at the edges, lungs screaming for air as those monstrous fingers crushed her windpipe. The forest was spinning and her untouched virgin folds clenched around nothing, betraying her with slick arousal even as panic clawed up her throat.
No no no-
Then his grip loosened just enough for a ragged gasp, and Kin nearly sobbed in relief. At least, until she felt it. The thick outline of his… his cock grinding against her lower back through the fabric of her pants. Gods, it felt hot enough to brand her skin. "P-please," she wheezed, voice shredded raw from choking, yet somehow still high-pitched with need-arousal-fear. "D-don't..."
The Kumo girl's kunai slid higher along Kin's trembling thigh now; teasing featherlight strokes that made every single one of her muscles twitch like prey caught in a trap before suddenly biting deep enough to draw a cut along her leg and spill blood. "Shhh~," Sombra crooned into Kin's ear while licking away the tears streaming down the Sound kunoichi's face from the pain. "You're doing so well, slut. Let him feel how much you want it."
"I don't-!" Kin tried to scream but it came out as a pathetic whimper instead. Her hips jerked forward involuntarily as Sombra circled her clit with the handle of the kunai.
NO NO NOOOO!
She was going to cum, right here in front of them like some bitch in heat! Kin's head thrashed from side to side desperately even as she arched into their touches… as if she could escape either of their cruel hands or hungry eyes by simply ignoring them.
The fingers around her throat tightened again, and dark spots exploded across Kin's vision. The handle of the kunai pressed harder against her pussy now, grinding into her swollen folds slick with arousal and fearful sweat. She felt herself teetering on the edge already...so close that when he finally spoke, his words sent her hurtling over the edge with a strangled cry. "You're going to be such a good little cocksleeve for me," he growled, breath hot against her ear. "Aren't you, slut? Tell me how much you need it."
Kin convulsed as a climax crashed through her in shuddering waves, her mind blanking to everything but the sensation of him behind her and the handle of the girl's kunai inside her. "Yes! Yes-yes-yes-YES!" she screamed, her voice breaking on the last word in a feral mixtue of a sob and a wanton moan.
But even as pleasure exploded behind Kin's eyes like fireworks, dread pooled icy and heavy in the pit of her stomach... because she doubted they were going to be done with her already.
She whimpered when the girl took out the handle of her kunai. Her tight folds pulsed shamelessly around nothing, dripping slick down her thighs as the girl tsked and dragged the kunai upward, painting crimson streaks across the trembling flesh of her stomach, the cuts were light, but they still hurt. "Look at you," the shadowy kunoichi purred, pressing a mocking kiss to Kin's sweat-slicked temple. "Coming untouched like some back-alley whore, he's going to ruin you once he starts taking this seriously~"
Shame burned hotter than than the pain of that blade, but worse than both was the way his laughter vibrated against her spine, the feeling of his fat balls slapping heavy against her asscheeks as he ground forward. "Bet she's never even kissed a boy before, No she's a 'proud kunoichi' who wasn't interested in that," the white-haired boy mused, free hand moving to grope one of Kin's small plump tits hard enough to bruise while his teeth scraped her shoulder. "Nope, all she's had for company is just a couple of fingers and maybe a toy if she was feeling slutty."
Kin choked on a sob, her head hanging limp as he pawed at her body like she was livestock.
He's going to ruin me…
The thought occurred to her dimly, too terrified and horrified to even care that it wasn't in disgust but in dark anticipation. Her pussy clenched again at the idea of his huge cock splitting her open, of being claimed so thoroughly that no one would ever mistake her for a 'proud kunoichi' ever again.
The girl chuckled low in Kin's ear, following the trail of slick arousal up to capture a nipple between thumb and forefinger and twisting. "You want him to wreck this tight little cunt, don't you?" she breathed hotly. "Want him to make you scream until your throat bleeds? Go on then, beg for it."
"I-I can't," Kin whimpered even as her hips jerked forward needily, as if they had minds of their own now. She couldn't give them the satisfaction; couldn't admit how badly every inch of her body craved their cruel touches and humiliating words.
But then he sank teeth into her neck hard enough to break skin, and Kin screamed as climax ripped through her again. Her pussy was gushing around the kunai's hilt that the girl buried deep inside of her once more. Tears streamed down her face unchecked as she bucked helplessly against their hands, completely at their mercy.
"Mmmm, listen to that pretty little mouth work," the boy cooed sadistically while his fingers dug into Kin's hips like claws. "Let's see how long this slut can hold out before she starts begging for my cock."
Kin shuddered violently in their grip, and she prayed for strength she didn't have left. Because if they kept this up much longer? She would beg them for anything they wanted.
The handle of the kunai twisted inside her, dragging another broken cry from Kin's lips as her virgin cunt spasmed around the cold steel. The boy's fingers dug into her hips hard enough to bruise while his breath scorched the back of her neck, and his thick cock was pressing obscenely against the cleft of her ass through her city camo pants.
"P-please…!" The word tore from Kin's throat before she could stop it, raw and desperate. Her body arched shamelessly toward him, betraying every shred of pride she had left. "I-I need it, I need you to f-fuck me! Please don't make me wait anymore!"
The girl laughed darkly in approval as she yanked the kunai free with a wet schlick, letting Kin feel how thoroughly drenched she was between trembling thighs. "Such a greedy little slut," she purred, licking blood off the blade and arousal off the hilt with deliberate slowness before shoving two fingers deep into Kin's clenching hole. "I bet you're imagining how good his fat cock will feel splitting you open, aren't you? Stretching your tight cunt so wide it'll never go back to normal?"
Kin choked on a sob as the girl pumped those fingers in and out of her mercilessly, she was scissoring them until slick squelches filled the air obscenely with every thrust. She could already picture the boy looming over her, all predatory grace and brutal strength as he lined up that huge dick. She could almost feel the way it would split her in half when he slammed home.
"YES!" she screamed as climax ripped through her yet again, pussy clamping down on the girl's fingers like a vice. "Gods please just FUCK ME ALREADY! I can't take anymore teasing!"
And then he was moving, spinning Kin around to shove her against down onto the ground before yanking down his pants with one savage motion. His cock sprang free, huge and throbbing and veiny enough to make Kin's eyes widen in mingled fear and lust.
"You're going to be such a good little cocksleeve for me," he growled, his voice low and dark with promise as he fisted her hair again. "Aren't you, slut? Tell me how much you need it."
Kin opened her mouth to beg… and then screamed as he slammed home in one brutal thrust, he was stretching her so wide she saw stars behind closed eyelids. His hips snapped forward mercilessly, each slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the forest like a gunshot.
She was being split open by his cock, every single inch feeling searing hot enough to brand her insides even as it pounded into her cervix with punishing force. Kin's legs shook violently as she tried to brace herself against the forest floor; nails digging into leaves and dirt until her palms were bloody.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YES!" she sobbed over and over again, hips bucking frantically to meet every savage thrust. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around his shaft, milking him like she was starving for cum even as he used her body with brutal efficiency.
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The girl watched from a few feet away, stroking herself slowly through her pants as Kin screamed and thrashed in their teammate's grip. The kunoichi licked her lips at the sight of that huge cock pistoning in and out of Kin's cunt; at the way the Sound girl's tits bounced obscenely with every snap of his hips. At the way the boy was ruining her.
"Come on, slut," The girl purred sadistically. "Show us what a good little fucktoy you are. Cum all over that fat dick like you were made for it!"
Kin convulsed violently at the words, as if they'd been a physical blow. Her climax crashed through her like a tidal wave, her pussy spasming so hard around his cock that he groaned low in approval even as he kept pounding into her. He was fucking her straight through one orgasm and into another until she couldn't tell where one ended and the next began.
She lost count of the seconds, of the minutes, of the hours. All she knew was that she was cumming. A spasm here, an eye roll there. Sometimes she'd be welcomed into the comforting darkness of unconsciousness, only to be violently yanked back to reality by the feeling of the boy cumming inside of her and rearranging her insides.
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He's ruined me. I'm his now. I belong to this fucking brat and his shitty fucking cock.
That thought made her cum even harder.
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Part 3: The 'Good'
Karin's breath hitched as she dragged Shigeri's corpse through the mud, his bloody mangled body leaving a grotesque trail. Ken's bigger body lay slumped against a tree, his scratched up flesh still bleeding from the bear's claws.
Idiots.
They'd mocked her, called her useless while biting her every time one of them got so much as a paper-cut, right up until the beast tore out their throats.
But they were useful to her now.
The rules said the team has to reach the tower together. It didn't say these idiots had to be breathing.
She grinned, bloodied teeth glinting in the moonlight. All she needed was to haul their corpses to the center, present both scrolls, and pass. Then she'd find him, the bone-wielding anomaly who'd saved her, flirted with her, promised her a life better than being the chew-toy for an entire village. He was the only person who'd ever looked at her like she mattered.
A twig snapped.
Karin froze, her chakra-drained senses screaming too late. She growled, if she wasn't so exhausted her sensory abilities would have let her see them coming from a mile away, and she'd already be inside the tower.
The Uchiha girl dropped from the canopy like a shadow given form, her two tomoe Sharingan spinning crimson in the gloom. "Heaven Scroll," she demanded, voice colder than the steel kunai in her hand. "Now."
Karin's hands trembled. Not from fear, but from rage. She'd survived Grass treating her like a disposable healing dispenser, the Forest of Death, that fucking bear, only to be thwarted by Konoha's fucking poster girl?! It was just her luck that she'd run into a 'ringer' on her way to the damn tower.
"Go to hell," she spat, clutching the scroll to her chest. "This is mine. He gave it to me!"
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The girl's blade flickered. Karin's vision blurred, then it went searing white as the kunai pinned her hand to a tree, the scroll clattering to the forest floor.
"Wrong answer."
Karin screamed, more from frustration than pain. The Uchiha plucked the scroll with infuriating calm, tucking it beside her own Earth Scroll. "You're lucky I'm not in the mood to waste chakra on carrion."
Carrion. The word echoed in Karin's skull as the Uchiha vanished into the trees. She yanked the kunai free, blood mingling with tears of humiliation.
Her teammates' corpses stared at her, slack-jawed and accusing.
Failure.
But as she slumped against the tree, the white haired boy's smirk flashed in her mind, the way his eyes inspected her body like she was a woman, not a tool. The casual grace of his bone blades. The promise he made without even saying the words.
"Come see me after the exams."
Karin's fists clenched. The unspoken promise of a life outside of Kusa that was just ripped away from her before she could even grasp it tore her up from the inside more than even she could heal.
No. She wouldn't crawl back to Grass. Wouldn't rot in their damn infirmary as a failed kunoichi whose only purpose was to give out healing.
She'd survive. She'd get stronger.
And when she found the white-haired kumo boy again, she'd make him deliver on that damn promise of his, right after she made sure the Uchiha bitch burned for stealing her chance.
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Later that Night
Hours later, Karin limped into a hidden cave, her wounds bandaged with strips torn from Shigeri's shirt. She scrawled a message in blood on the wall, a crude map of the forest, a tally of the the teams she'd seen passing, and a single message circled like a prayer:
KUMO BOY. HAVE TO FIND HIM
The bear watched from the shadows, its eyes glassy, its neck snapped. Around its body, spiked chains wrapped around it and constricted so tight its corpse couldn't so much as twitch. Chains attached to her back, as she glares out into the forest with a mixture of hatred and longing.
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Soon. Soon that bitch will pay. Soon I'll see him again…
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The tower doors slammed shut behind your team, the echoes of your footsteps swallowed by the empty room. Sombra leaned against a pillar, her smirk razor-thin. Korra punched the air, shouting something about "Kumo supremacy" into the empty air of the bottom level of the tower, her grin growing wider with each pair of stolen scrolls Sombra pulled out of the pile.
Feats Achieved:
Complete the Chunin Exams 2nd Phase - 1 Gold Ticket!
Early Completion (1 day) - 1 Silver Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
You barely processed the notification before you mentally pressed 'Y' and a golden slot machine blared in your mind. It spun and spun before finally…
Intimidation (Skill) - You are skilled at intimidating people, making them feel fear and shake in their boots with your mere presence, you instinctively know how to present yourself in ways that invoke terror.
Well that would have made scaring a few of the weaker teams into handing over their scrolls easier. Then again, after those last few rolls, it'd probably take a Jonin to actually make you sweat in a straight fight. With a grin, you'd watch the silver slot machine
Rule 63 (Trait) - "Where Banana?" Reality across all of existence has been twisted, warped, retconned and remade to make some men women.
Reality cracks. Your memories… shift. The world changes.
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The headache hit first, it was a white-hot spike behind your eyes. Then the memories: First was a change in the Suna Team, the creepy one who looked younger than the other two, once they were a boy a little bit taller than you, now they were a petite redhead with a gourd twice her size. Next it was the Hyūga from the very start of the exam who had been pretending to he duped by the Genjutsu on the 2nd floor, he went from a quiet boy glaring at you to a full figured beauty to match the other Hyuga you encountered in the Forest of Death.
Things changed further once your memories of the the Fourth Raikage were altered, she became a mountain of muscle and fury in a sports bra of all things, yelling about "Kumo's thunder thighs" while her secretary still did their best to slip paperwork on to her desk
You staggered forward, clutching your skull as more and more memories changed. Your old memories weren't gone, they were just… fuzzy. A strange amalgam of what you know happened and what this new world says happened.
What the hell?!
"You good, Sōkotsu?" Korra snorted, tossing you a canteen while Sombra effortlessly completed the 'puzzle' related to the two scrolls you brought to the tower. "Look like you've seen a ghost."
You caught it, your hand trembling. "Just… new memories."
Sombra arched her brow, a little bit of alarm in her eye. She knew better than most how cluttered your brain could be. "Memories?"
"Yeah. Like…" You froze. The bug wielding boy, the best fight you've had in the Forest of Death, was now a curvy girl doing her best to cover herself up with a trenchcoat in your mind. A monotone girl with glasses and a swarm of chakra eating bugs who Sombra pulled her little trick on once their team was knocked out. The stupid loud-mouthed Inuzuka was the same, she became a brash kunoichi with a puppy clutched to her perky chest. You also had a memory of testing your Musk on her passed-out self and watching her cum hands-free from just the smell. Honestly, she was kind of… cute?
"The Raikage," you blurted out, desperate for sanity in this insane situation. Your teammates would correct you if the Gacha had just messed with your head, right? "She's… a woman now, right?"
Korra blinked. "Uh, yeah? You just now noticing?"
Sombra's smirk deepened. "He's been staring at her posters since puberty. Had to give him a little something to help him bond with the jars~"
No. No, he-she was always-
You exhaled sharply. The Gacha had rewritten history, not just the bodies of its targets. To everyone else, this was normal. To you? It was a fever dream. Who knows who else was affected? Some of the targets were attention grabbing, like your own Kage, but if you had rolled this at the start of the exam, would you have even realized the changes made to the other teams?
Shaking off the existential dread your newest trait was giving you, you put on a stoic face as the proctors handed you a stamped scroll, their faces flickering between genders in your fractured mind. One moment, a burly man with a beard. The next, a stern woman with the same scar. Then, back again once you finished blinking your eyes. This new trait was already playing tricks on you.
"Rest up," they said. "Next phase of the exams start tomorrow."
You collapsed onto a bench, head in your hands. Who else changed? Were your teammates even female before all this? What about your sensei? Could you even trust your mind? Library Mind did its best, but even it struggled to parse through a decade and a half of memories with minor changes.
Was a woman always responsible for the Uchiha Massacre?
Well… this was probably not the scariest thing you've ever told them, from their perspective anyways. You have a feeling if you had a male teammate they'd feel some very complicated feelings, especially if this trait had ended up affecting them. Either way, your team was probably the only people you could trust with something like this… also you really wanted someone to not tell you that you're not crazy right now.
"Focus," Sombra murmured, her kunai scraping against a whetstone. She was giving you a reassuring smile even if her words were harsh. She knew that whatever you were going through… well, you've definitely gone through something similar before. "I don't care what's rattling you. Squash it. We've got a tournament to win. You can drool over all the new sets of tits later~"
Korra slung an arm around your shoulders, her breath was hot and honestly not the best after 4 days straight of guzzling your cum. "Yeah! And hey‐" She nodded towards the all female team who just walked in, the one with the Blonde, Naruko, you think her name was. "-at least some changes were probably improvements. Were any of those chicks a dude last time?"
You groaned. Partially from your headache, and partially from Korra just being Korra.
Fuck, you still haven't told her she's pregnant, have you?
That's gonna be a fun conversation. Unfortunately, you'd have to put it off, because as you finished wringing your hands and hoping this was all a bad (somewhat sexy) dream, your Sensei appeared.
"Ah, there's my three cute little Genin? Have fun kicking Konoha ass? I hear you three made quite the impression~"
Yoruichi's grin faltered the moment her eyes landed on the Ebony Fang at your hip. Her gaze sharpened, flicking to your left eye, now a pulsating violet artificial orb, its microscopic gears faintly audible in your head compared to the tower's silence.
"Sōkotsu." Her voice dropped, all playful mockery gone. She was proud just a few seconds ago, now she was clearly worried. "Explain. Now."
Korra opened her mouth, whether to defend you or answer your sensei you didn't know, but Sombra silenced the other girl with a look. She knew you wanted to handle this yourself.
You stood, forcing calm into your voice. Lovers helped you to regulate your tone, and what it couldn't handle, Intimidation picked up the slack. "I got ambushed in the forest. Orochimaru. He-She… She wanted my bloodline. Made sure she got some before she left."
Yoruichi's chakra spiked, a static charge making the air hum. The hairs on the back of your neck raised as you barely honed danger sense warned you about the sheer presence she was exuding.
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In your old world, your sensei was the most powerful woman in Kumo, and even in this new one, she was still a strong contender. "Orochimaru?" She stepped closer, her hand hovering near your Feng Shui Engine. "And this? Since when do you have a prosthetic eye? Gift from hi-her, maybe?"
"Had to improvise," you said, shrugging and acting far more casual than you felt at the moment. "She damaged my chakra network with one of her Forbidden Techniques. This… this balances it, in case she comes for me again."
A half-truth mixed with a non-answer. The Engine did more than balance your chakra, it supercharged you. That was a fact you prayed she wouldn't probe, even as you avoided her real question. She didn't want to know what the eye was, she wanted to know how you got it.
Her fingers twitched toward the sword at your hip, the red runes on the side of the Ebony Fang pulsing faintly from the blood that surrounded the tower. "And that?"
"Looted it from a Sound genin," you lied smoothly, Lovers helping you more than it probably should as you attempted to bullshit a Ninja decades your senior. "Seemed useful."
Yoruichi's eyes narrowed. "Bullshit. That blade reeks of cursed chakra. Let me-"
"Enough."
The room froze.
Yoruichi rarely used her "Jonin voice", a whip-crack of authority that even you obeyed in your blood-lusted state. Which is why she suddenly paused when Intimidation, Lovers, and a strong pulse of potent chakra from your Feng Shui Engine working together allowed you to perfectly imitate it. She seized your wrist, her grip like iron. "Mind-walk. Now."
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The Memory Dive
The world dissolved into fractured images:
The first was Orochimaru's golden eyes, her melted face grinning as she pinned you down to the ground, her predatory smile gleaming in the Forest's gloom.
The next was the Ebony Fang's failed strike, her acidic blood corroding the blade, then a second later it was her catching your next strike, her firm grip on your wrist breaking your steel hard bones.
The third image was her long tongue against lapping at your ear, whispering promises of her "gifts" as she pressed the final part of her cursed technique against your forehead, making you unable to move or resist.
The final image was a vial of your blood, stolen during the scuffle, clutched in her clawed grip, along with her proudly showing off her open mouth filled with your cum.
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Outside the Memory Zone
Yoruichi recoiled from the memory, her face pale. She was too disturbed by the images to even contemplate on perhaps seeing a little too much of her cutest student. "She's experimenting. She wants your bloodline for herself."
You staggered back, the mind-walk leaving your skull throbbing. "Herself?"
"For her body," Yoruichi hissed. "She said she crafted that one for you, well the next one is going to be made out of you." She turned to your teammates, barking orders. "He doesn't leave your sight. Not for seconds. If he tries, knock him out and drag him back to Kumo. If he leaves your sight and you can't find him, inform me, I'll hunt him down myself."
Korra bristled. "He's our teammate! We're not gonna-"
"Do it," Yoruichi snarled quietly, "or I'll disqualify all three of you. You were already supposed to watch him. Clearly, I wasn't serious enough with you about the consequences at stake here. You fuck this up, and I'm not the only one who is gonna be pissed. Clear?" She'd finish muttering lowly before guiding your team up to the room where you'd be staying until the next part of the exam.
Sombra studied your face like a puzzle, searching for a tell on how exactly you just managed to bullshit their sensei so you could avoid revealing your secrets. Her smirk was devoid of humor. "Well. This just got complicated."
Korra punched a wall, cracking the stone that made up the spartan looking dorm Konoha had put you in. "Screw that! We're not babysitters! If our man wants to wander off, let him!"
"He won't," Sombra said, her gaze locked on your Engine as it pulsed. "Because he's smart enough to know what happens if he does."
You said nothing. The Feng Shui Engine whirred softly, its power humming in sync with the Ebony Fang's cursed thirst.
Yoruichi leaned in, her whisper a blade at your throat. "Play around and go missing, and I'll carve that new eye of yours out myself before I drag your ass back home. Understood?"
You nodded.
But as she walked away, you caught the flicker of fear in her eyes, not of you, but for you.
Seeing that, you couldn't say nothing.
The air in the tower crackled with tension as Yoruichi turned to leave. You stepped forward, the Feng Shui Engine in your socket whirring softly with barely restrained power.
"Sensei."
She paused, her back rigid. "What?"
You smirked, Intimidation thickening your voice along with the power of Lovers. "You're pulling me out over a maybe. Let's settle this like shinobi. If I can handle myself against you, I should be able to at least run away from Orochimaru." You'd say, appealing to both her pride as a Kunoichi and her confidence that you wouldn't be able to back up a bet like this.
Yoruichi turned slowly, her sapphire eyes narrowing. "You want to fight me? Don't be stupider than usual. You didn't even land a hit against that snake, and she wasn't even trying."
"Not a fight. A wager." You tapped your new eye, its violet light reflecting in hers. "Spar me. Three minutes. If I land a single hit, I stay. If not…" You shrugged. "I'll let you drag me home."
Korra choked on a laugh at your sudden boldness, it reminded her of how you acted before, well, before she became your bitch. Meanwhile, Sombra's smirk vanished. She could already see where this was going, and clearly she didn't like your chances.
Yoruichi's lips twitched, it was almost a smile. "Bold. But you've never landed a hit on me, brat, and based on your memories, I don't think you got that much better since all this weird shit started."
"Never had this." You thumbed at the glowing purple eye, the Feng Shui Engine pulsing as you got ready to put one of your newest Traits to work.
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Sometime Later
The Konoha proctors cleared a ring, their curiosity piqued. Gai couldn't stop talking up his 'eternally cool rival' from Kumo, and anyone who could fight Gai was bound to be impressive. Yoruichi cracked her neck, lightning chakra arcing between her fingers. She wasn't gonna hold back against you. "Clock starts… now."
You didn't move. Your Feng Shui Engine hummed faintly, violet light bleeding from your left eye as you analyzed her stance…
Her right leg is weighted, her left hand is twitching toward a kunai pouch. Too predictable, probably a feint.
Your thoughts were proven correct when Yoruichi struck first, a blur of lightning-enhanced speed. Her fist slammed into your crossed arms, but instead of bone cracking under her blow like it should, her momentum stalled. Your Vibranium Skeleton drank the kinetic energy, your bones glowing faintly blue through your skin as you stored the force.
"Thanks for the gift," you grinned, unleashing the absorbed energy in a Bajiquan burst. Your elbow rocketed toward her ribs, air screaming as you moved at speeds far exceeding that of the average Genin, or even the average Jonin.
Yoruichi twisted mid-air, her Elite Jonin reflexes saving her from a shattered rib cage. "Cute trick," she sneered, but her eyes narrowed. She hadn't seen that coming, and now she was wondering what else you had up your sleeve.
Well you'd hate to disappoint her.
You activated the Feng Shui Engine. Thick purple Chakra felt like it detonated in your veins, flooding your muscles with raw power. The world slowed, and Yoruichi's lightning flicker speed became a slow moving crawl. She must still be holding back, because you doubted even the Engine would let you keep up with what was once the fastest woman in the world going all out.
You vanished as you moved, Invisibility bending light around you. Yoruichi's nostrils flared, tracking your scent.
It was sweat, iron, a musk that made her want to-
"Too late, Sensei."
You reappeared behind her, Ebony Fang slashing in a crimson arc. She parried with her own chakra-enforced steel blade, but the cursed daedric masterpiece bit into it, ruining the masterwork blade in one slash.
Yoruichi's chakra erupted in a thunderclap around her, forcing you to take a step back even as the majority of the force was absorbed into your Vibranium Skeleton. "Not. Yet."
Yoruichi unleashed her signature technique, her nearly broken blade glowing a fierce white hot. "Lightning Release: Flash Step Decapitation." The room blazed white, bolts lashing toward you as your sensei readied the finishing blow.
You didn't dodge.
Vibranium Skeleton absorbed the kinetic half of her lightning release even as it scorched your skin and flesh, your bones glowing molten blue. The Feng Shui Engine screamed in protest, but you channeled the energy into your legs, cratering the floor as you lunged to meet her.
Your new Bajiquan secret technique, Kaguya Kinjutsu: Kinetic Overdrive.
Your fist, wrapped in power stolen from her lightning and the stored force of her earlier blows, aimed not at Yoruichi, but the ground. The shockwave cracked the ground and caused a fissure hurling her off-balance, even her legendary reaction time unable to keep up with combatants moving at these immense speeds. In that split second, you flickered behind her, Ebony Fang hovering at her throat, leaving a small cut that wetted the cursed blade with her blood.
"Time's up, Sensei."
Yoruichi stared at the blade, her reflection warped in its cursed edge. Blood dripped from the shallow cut on her neck, a hit, especially by sparring rules.
"Winner's Rights say," you panted, the Engine's glow fading and your body starting to weaken from the immense damage she did to you. With a growl, you'd activate Divine Healing Light to repair the extensive damage, almost emptying your immense reserves in the process. "I stay."
Her jaw tightened, but the trait's power coiled around her like chains. "Fine. But if Orochimaru comes for you-"
"You'll skin her alive before dragging my ass back to Kumo. I know." You sheathed the Ebony Fang, your Vibranium Skeleton cooling to a dull silver that blended back to normal beneath your skin.
As you walked away, Yoruichi's voice halted you. "That skeleton. The eye. You ever gonna tell me what happened to you?"
You glanced back, Intimidation sharpening your smirk. "Sure, Sensei. Just as soon as you tell me every mission you have concerning me."
Then you walked out of the arena with a cocky shit eating grin on your face. Despite it all, that fight had been fun.
Feats Achieved:
Defeat your Sensei in a Spar - 1 Platinum Ticket!
Defeat a Stronger Opponent through Cunning - 1 Silver Ticket!
Win a bet against a Jonin - 1 Gold Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
Yoruichi-sensei, you absolute angel, you really shouldn't have…
With an eager grin, you're watching the multi-colored roulette spin. You weren't disappointed.
Living Nightmare (Trait) - You can recover your energy by converting the fear people hold towards you into energy. If enough people fear you, you might even gain permanent stat increases.
The synergy with Intimidation flashed through your mind…
Fast Reflexes (Trait) - Your reflexes are beyond the norm, even as a base human you can weave around the average man's punches with ease and you can even aim dodge guns with training. Scales with your stats.
You briefly thought of the fight with Yoruichi, where you were barely able to react to her speed and got scorched by her llightning. This would help with situations like that…
Total Concentration Breathing (Skill) - You are trained in the Total Concentration Breathing technique. Allowing you to breathe in such a way that you can increase the concentration of oxygen in your blood and activate your muscles better, giving you a superhuman physique as long as you maintain the breathing. With enough training, you can constantly use this breathing without thinking. (Demon Slayer)
And that was just a plain buff to your everything, as long as you could focus on breathing properly. Honestly it seemed more like something you'd get as an ability, but you weren't gonna complain about another source of super-strength.
You didn't get to enjoy the rewards of your victory for long, though.
The door to your quarters slid shut with a whisper, sealing you in suffocating silence with Yoruichi as she slunk into the room with you. Her usual playful smirk was gone, replaced by a Jonin's lethal focus. The Feng Shui Engine in your socket whirred faintly, its violet light casting jagged shadows across her face as she leaned against the wall, arms crossed.
"Sōkotsu." Her voice was a blade wrapped in velvet. She even tried to smile at you, even though it was so forced that it didn't suit her. It looked strained, wrong, and just overall worse than her usual playful smirks. "You've got five seconds to explain why you smell like fucking catnip and sex or why your bones can suddenly take my punches and let you hit back harder."
You shrugged, Intimidation simmering beneath your casual tone. "Upgrades, Sensei. You'd approve if you weren't busy mothering me."
"Mothering?" Lightning crackled at her fingertips, and the sound of it mixed with the exasperation and rage in her voice at your tone (and her annoyance that you were correct). "You're a walking security breach. That sword reeks of more demonic chakra than should exist outside of Demon Country, that eye isn't Kumo tech, and Orochimaru doesn't stalk nobodies." She stepped closer, her scent was like ozone, iron, and something undeniably sweet (arousal?) filling the space between you. "What did you give her to get this power?"
You met her gaze with a glare, not even having to fake your reaction this time. "I didn't give her shit. Everything she got from me she took by force. But you knew that already, didn't you Sensei?~"
Her hand shot out, gripping your chin, thumb pressing against the cheek right below your Feng Shui Engine. "This isn't a game, Sōkotsu." Her voice dropped, cold and clinical. "You think I don't know what that jutsu does? The one she used on you?"
You froze.
"I recognized it. It was used by Sasori of the Red Sand during the Third Great Shinobi War, helped him put sleeper agents in every other villages' Shinobi forces," she hissed. "It's a failsafe. A trigger. One word from her, and you're her puppet. She cut your strings, but now she can pull them tight whenever she wants." Her grip tightened. "So here's the new deal. You believe me, the next time I say you're in over your head. You let me handle the snake bitch, and you run the fuck away if you even see something that looks like it might be related to her. Do that, and I'll tell you everything I know. Deal?"
Well, is it?
The violet glow of the Feng Shui Engine in your eye socket pulsed in time with Yoruichi's ragged breath. Her grip on your chin loosened, but she didn't pull away. The static charge of her lightning chakra faded, replaced by something warmer, heavier, a tension both of you could easily recognize, but one of you was just too ashamed to admit it.
"Good," she murmured, her thumb brushing the edge of your prosthetic eye. The forced smile softened into something genuine, a fleeting return of her usual smirk that used to make your days worth living what felt like a lifetime ago.
It hasn't even been a week.
That realization nearly distracted you from her words as she continued to speak. "It's good to see my cutest genin still knows how to listen. Maybe there's hope for you yet, rookie~"
Her scent shifted as the chakra she was cloaking herself with vanished, ozone giving way to salt and sweat. Her heartbeat was like a staccato rhythm against your palms as you wrapped your arms around her waist. Your Musk coiled between the two of you. It was a thick, primal, heady scent and her pupils dilated as she took a long deep sniff of the potent aroma.
You leaned into her touch, the practical knowledge of Karma Sutra Adept and the natural instinct Lovers working together to let you see every flicker of conflict in her eyes. It was a beautiful sight, her sense of duty warring with the burning want growing hot inside her, her lust wrestling with her pride. "You're shaking, Sensei~"
"Shut up," she breathed, but there was no bite in it. Her other hand found your hip, fingers digging into the fabric of your pants, stroking along the length of your shaft before pulling her hand away like just that fleeting touch was enough to scorch her skin. "This doesn't change anything. You're still a brat."
"And you're still a tease, and a hypocrite too." You grinned, your normally passive Intimidation melting into something darker, sharper, and far more animalistic. "All those lectures about control, and you couldn't keep your hands off your own student? Naughty, naughty, Sensei~"
She shut you up in the only way she could think of at the moment.
She kissed you.
It wasn't gentle. It was like her lightning given form, a clash of teeth and desperation as her lips smashed against yours. Her nails scraped your scalp as she dragged you closer. Amusingly, your Vibranium Skeleton absorbed the force of her hunger, kinetic energy humming beneath your skin, but even it couldn't stifle the heat pooling in your gut as she grinded down against you.
She broke away first, breathless, her lips swollen but that cocky grin back on her face. "Had enough?" The words trembled on her lips, her usual bravado coming across as forced when finally faced with something she'd wanted for so long in the darkest corners of her mind. "Or… does your Sensei need to teach you more?~"
"Go ahead," you whispered, Adept Kama Sutra helping you to map the flesh on her neck with feather light kisses, you pause and gently bite down on her pulse point, causing a small spasm to wrack her body. "You've wanted this since the spar."
Her laugh was ragged, almost a growl. "I've wanted this since I kicked your ass on graduation day, and you just fucking got up and smiled at me while hauling your broken body to the med-bay" She stepped back, but her hands lingered, tracing the very edge of your hips as if tempted to pull you into an embrace. "Don't let it go to your head, brat. This changes nothing. You still haven't earned this. Maybe, if you do good in the exams, you can earn another 'reward' like that one~"
You caught her wrist, Winners Rights humming in your veins. You could do anything with her right now, and she wouldn't be able to resist…
Your fingers tightened around her delicate wrist, feeling her pulse race beneath your grip as Winner's Rights surged through you. The predatory urge to claim her right then and there made your cock throb painfully, but...
"Fine," you purred, an adorable grin on your face as you played the part of the good little genin. You release her wrist with deliberate slowness, your touch like lightning on her skin. "But next time, I'm not letting you walk away, Sensei. Next time, I'm going to bend you over that desk and fuck you until you can't remember your own name~"
A visible shudder ran through Yoruichi's curves at your words, her thighs pressing together as slick arousal dampened the inner part of her leotard and dripped down her thick succulent thighs. She took an unsteady step back, golden eyes wide with mingled desire and relief.
"Big words from such a little brat," she managed to force out in response to the challenge in your voice, but her voice was wavering in response. "Don't make promises you can't keep."
You watched hungrily as she turned to leave, her plump ass swaying hypnotically with each step. She was desperate to get out of the room while she could still keep her hands off of you. The scent of her arousal lingered in the air, mixing with your Musk as you tracked every bounce of those wobbling chocolate cheeks. Your enhanced senses caught the way her breathing hitched when she reached the doorway, how her fingers trembled against the frame as she paused.
"And Sōkotsu?" Her voice was husky, dripping with a promise of what might be in store for you if you keep impressing her. She glanced over her shoulder and gave you the sauciest grin you've ever seen on her lips. "When you pass those exams... I'll let you do everything you just threatened. Every. Single. Thing."
The door clicked shut behind her, leaving you alone with the phantom sensation of her lips against yours and the thundering of your pulse. Your cock strained painfully against your pants as you imagined all the delicious ways you'd claim that fat ass once the exams were done.
"Challenge accepted, Sensei~" You growled to the empty room, already plotting how to make her regret teasing you. The sheer sexual energy from her kiss still hummed beneath your skin, a reminder of promises yet to come. You licked your lips, tasting the lingering sweetness of her mouth on yours as your mind wandered to darker places. The way she'd melt under your touch, how those proud golden eyes would glaze over with pleasure as you reduced her to nothing but desperate moans and pleas...
Your cock twitched at the thought of breaking down all her walls, of making her admit just how badly she needed her student's fat cock stretching her holes. You could feel your sheer need for her throbbing in your bones and thrumming with pure lust, lust you'd use to fuck her senseless once she was finally yours.
"Just you wait," you growled, adjusting yourself through your pants as pre-cum leaked steadily. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else. That ass is MINE."
Unfortunately, it wasn't yours yet, and your balls were getting blue as a smurf from that sloppy kiss she just gave you before shaking her perfect heart shaped ass all the way to the door.
Sombra would beg to lick the sweat off your balls…
Korra would be pretty cute trying to act tough while you're pounding her ass…
Even your Sensei would probably cave and suck your cock if you pouted at her hard enough. She's always been weak to her 'cutest genin' using that cuteness against her…
But you don't want any of them in your bed tonight. You want someone new.
Who?
You needed release desperately, a warm willing body to bury yourself in until you forgot your own name.
As fate, or perhaps fortune (Thanks Rabbit's Foot) would have it, you rounded a corner and nearly collided with a green haired bubbly girl from Takigakure, judging from her headband. Her bright orange eyes widened in surprise at almost being bowled over by your surprisingly powerful cute little frame. She still looked cheerful though, giving you a grin even as she was down on the ground.
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"Hey there," you grinned down at her as she steadied herself against your chest, her small tanned hands pressing against your petite featherweight style muscular pecs. "Sorry about that, I didn't see you coming."
"Oh! It's okay!" The girl chirped back, brushing off imaginary dust from her clothes before looking down at you curiously. "What are you doing walking around this late?"
"Just couldn't sleep," you replied, your voice lowering into a sultry murmur as you stepped closer, deliberately invading her personal space. The proximity allowed the potent sexual aroma of your manly Musk to envelop her, a primal sign of desire that seemed to visibly affect her. You wondered why for a moment, but then decided it didn't matter as long as she wanted this as much as you.
The girl's cheeks flushed a delightful shade of pink as she inhaled deeply, perhaps not even aware she was doing it. Her bright eyes flicked up to meet yours again, and confusion mingled with a metric ton burgeoning arousal clear in their shiny orange depths.
"You're cute when you're confused," you teased lightly, watching intently for her reaction, the natural instinct of Lovers guiding you to charm the panties off of this bubbly girl. You don't know why, but to your trained senses she felt desperate. "But I bet you're even cuter when you blush."
"Uh... thank-" Before she could finish her sentence or fully process the compliment-turned-flirtation, your hand had already moved decisively. You reached down and grasped one plump cheek of her ass firmly but not harshly, a bold move that drew a sharp gasp from her lips. A gasp that turned to a moan when you squeezed a little harder, as if to prove that she wasn't imagining your hand on her flesh.
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"I think you're really cute," your words dripped with raw honesty as another squeeze punctuated them. "And I want to fuck you. Badly."
The shock in Fuu's eyes was almost palpable, her mouth opening and closing as she struggled to form words. But the heat from your touch seemed to melt away any hesitance, her body instinctively leaning into yours even as her brain tried to catch up.
"I, uhm," she stuttered, biting her lip nervously before a shaky breath escaped her. "Yes... okay. Err, names, we should do names first." She'd say before shaking her head as if it would clear away the lustful thoughts while you still had a hand firmly gripping her ass. "I'm Fu."
"I'm Sōkotsu. Follow me." You'd say, your grin widening at the consent laced with eagerness in her tone; it was all the invitation you needed. With a firm grip on her ass guiding her backwards toward your room, each one of her steps filled you with eager anticipation. The hallway blurred past, a mere backdrop to the tension sparking between the two of you.
Once you were inside, you wasted no time in pressing Fuu against the door after slamming it shut behind you. Your lips found hers in a hungry kiss that swallowed any remaining doubts either of you might have harbored about where this night would lead. Her taste was intoxicatingly sweet, an addictive mix of innocence and… mangos? Whatever it was, it made your cock twitch hungrily against its confinement in your pants.
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You broke off from kissing her just long enough for both of you to shed your clothes in a hurried frenzy. The cool air of the room prickled against your heated skin as you took in the sight of her. Fuu's body was quite the treat, curves soft yet firm under your hands as you explored every inch. Her small moans and gasps were like music, spurring you on.
You lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around your waist as she clung to you. The wall behind her supported her back as you aligned yourself with her dripping entrance, teasing the head of your cock against her slick folds before pushing in slowly, a delicious torture for the both of you. You because of her painful tightness, and hers due to the pain mixed with pleasure of having her first time gently fucked away from her.
Fuu cried out at the slow pleasurable stretch filling every inch of her insides, her nails digging into your shoulders for purchase. You held still for a moment once fully seated within her warmth, savoring how perfectly she enveloped you before starting a slow rhythm that gradually built in speed and intensity. She was consenting after all, might as well play nice with her, especially since she seemed like the type who was weak to affection.
Her breaths became ragged. Each and every thrust pushed muffled cries from her lips which only drove your lusts further. Your hips slapped against hers with wet impacts that echoed obscenely in the room, the sound mingling with the increasing pace of desperate whimpers and keening moans emanating from her. The room filled with the scent of sex, heavy and intoxicating, as you pounded into Fuu's tight heat relentlessly.
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Her body responded beautifully to every thrust; her pussy clenching around your cock like a silken vice, pulling you deeper. You gripped her thighs harder, leaving marks that would later bloom into lovely reminders of what had happened tonight.
The intensity escalated until the air in the room was thick with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh and Fuu's cries rising higher into a ear-piercing wail as she came hard on your cock. Her inner walls spasmed uncontrollably around you in delicious waves that threatened to pull you over the edge too.
But you weren't done yet.
You pulled out abruptly, eliciting a whimper from Fuu at the loss before flipping her onto all fours in one smooth motion. She looked back at you over her shoulder, the look was a mix of lustful need and the slightest hint of apprehension in her eyes, which only made your desire for her burn even hotter.
Without warning or preamble, you plunged back into her dripping cunt from behind. The new angle allowed for even deeper penetration. Her plump brown ass cheeks jiggled with each brutal thrust, the sound of your balls slapping against her slick folds punctuating the air perfectly. Fuu moaned loudly, pushing back against you to meet every drive of your hips with one of her own, her hands clawing at the sheets as she struggled to maintain balance under your relentless pace. Your Enhanced Endurance really wasn't a fair advantage when paired with everything else stacking the deck in your favor.
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"Fuck! Yes! More… please," she gasped out between breaths, her voice breaking with desperation and pleasure.
You leaned forward, one hand snaking around to find her clit and rubbing it in rough circles that had her screaming into the pillow. The other arm wrapped tightly around her waist pulling her back onto your cock even harder, if that was even possible, as you sought your own release.
The room was hot and humid with the scent of sex and sweat beaded on both of your bodies making them glisten in the dim light filtering through the half-closed curtains of your dorm room. Your grunts mixed with Fuu's continuous moans created an erotic melody that seemed to vibrate within the walls themselves. You idly noticed both Korra and Sombra had woken up in their beds, and were doing their best to be discreet with how they were rubbing at their cunts. Sombra was a lot better at it than Korra.
Discarding that line of thought so you could go back to focusing on pounding the feeling out of this cute girl's legs, all it took was a few more powerful thrusts accompanied by deep Intimidation fueled growls from you and high-pitched cries from Fuu. Suddenly, you felt yourself reaching the brink. Your grip tightened on her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips as you pulled out and pushed back in one last time with all the force your body could muster, which was a startling amount since somewhere along the way you had started to pound her at full power, your skeleton glowing blue with the sheer kinetic energy built up between the two of you.
The climax hit you like a tsunami, overwhelming and unstoppable. You roared Fuu's name as hot cum shot deep inside her convulsing pussy, each spurt marking her internally as yours for this perfect moment. Her walls clenched around you in response, milking every drop from your throbbing cock while she collapsed forward onto the bed, panting heavily.
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You didn't pull out immediately, and instead you savored the feel of her warmth around you as both your breaths slowed down. Eventually, though reluctantly, you withdrew. You left a trail of mixed fluids that glistened on both of your thighs as your length retreated from her slick folds.
Fuu turned over to lie on her back beside you after adjusting herself slightly on the messy sheets. She looked up at you with those bright orange eyes now darkened by lust but softened by something tender, it was a look so vulnerable it made something twinge inside your chest unexpectedly.
"Thank... thank you," she whispered shyly, her voice hoarse from the intensity of your encounter. A small smile played on her lips, a stark contrast to the wild abandon she'd exhibited just moments ago while you were fucking each other like two wild beasts in heat.
You leaned over, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face with a gentleness that belied the roughness of earlier. "Anytime," you murmured back, feeling an unexpected warmth spreading through your chest at her gratitude. Every movement was calculated, being guided by Kama Sutra and Lovers... but fuck! This girl was cute.
Fuu bit her lip slightly, hesitating as if debating whether to speak further. Finally, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly before meeting your gaze once more. "Can I... can I ask you something?" Her voice was tentative but hopeful.
"Of course," you replied while feigning curiosity, propping yourself up on one elbow to give her your full attention.
She fiddled with the edge of the sheets nervously before continuing. "Would you want to be my friend? Like... not just this," she gestured vaguely between the two of you indicating the messy load you just got done pounding into her and just how good it made her feel, "but actually friends?"
The question caught you off guard, not because it was unexpected after such intimacy but because it made you realize just why this cute girl was so desperate that the best way to seduce her was to grab her ass, give her a compliment, and then fuck her brains out. The fuck helped, but she was seeking something deeper, a connection that she felt was lacking everywhere else in her life.
A connection she felt was lacking in her Village…
You studied her for a moment, taking in the hopeful glint in her eyes and the slight quiver of her lip as she awaited your response. Here was someone who had shared not only her body but now sought to share something potentially more precious to a lonely soul like herself, her friendship. You were going to abuse it of course, use it to wrap her around your finger and have her follow you back to Kumo with a cum-stained smile on her face. But still, that didn't make her intentions any less pure.
"Yeah," you answered sincerely, warmth spreading through your chest at the thought of being more than just occasional lovers with Fuu. She was a good girl, you'd try to make sure things worked out for her when you turned her into a rogue asset. "I'd like that, a lot I think."
Her face lit up with relief and joy. It struck you then how much this meant to her. How much this lonely girl just wanted a friend.
Fuck, you were kind of a monster sometimes, huh?
"Really?" Her voice held an edge of disbelief mixed with excitement as if she hadn't fully expected you to agree so readily. It was as if she had expected you to back out the last moment, tease her with the promise of friendship just to cruelly rip it away from her.
"Really," you confirmed with a firm nod before adding playfully, trying to ease some tension "Besides, I hear Kumo wanted to better relations with Taki."
She didn't smile back at your playful tone. "Fuck. Taki. Those bastards only let me come here because Konoha promised to keep a close eye on me. They know I'd make a run for it if they gave me half a chance."
But then Fuu's smile widened into a mischievous grin, the air between you charged with lingering lust. Her eyes sparkled with gratitude and something naughtier as she bit her lip, clearly plotting her next move.
"You know," she began in a playful tone, tracing a finger down your chest, "I think I owe you a little 'thank you' for agreeing to be my friend. How would you like a new ninja in Kumo?"
Her hand wandered lower, fingertips ghosting over your still sensitive skin until they reached the semi-hard length of your cock. She gave it an experimental squeeze, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you.
"Looks like someone could use some more attention," Fuu teased lightly, her voice dropping to something that resembled the sultry whisper from your Sensei that had driven you wild earlier. "Let me take care of that for you."
With deliberate slowness meant to torment and tease you equally, Fuu shifted her position on the bed until she was kneeling between your spread legs. Her orange eyes locked onto yours. She was holding your gaze as if challenging you not only to watch but to savor every moment of what was coming next.
Her warm breath caressed the sensitive skin of your inner thigh as she leaned in closer, her hands gently pushing your legs further apart to give herself ample room. You felt every nerve ending in your legs fire with anticipation, the air around you thickening with sexual tension and your Musk as she leaned in close enough that you could feel her hot breath on your shaft.
Fuu's tongue peeked out, moistening her lips before she planted soft kisses along the inside of your thigh. Each kiss was a feather-light touch that made your cock twitch eagerly each time her hot breath washed over it. She teased you mercilessly, deliberately avoiding where you needed her most as she worked her way up slowly, agonizingly slowly, with a deliberate intent.
When at last Fuu's lips hovered just millimeters from the throbbing head of your cock, she looked up once more, a silent question lingering in those vibrant eyes even as they darkened with desire. Your slight nod was all the confirmation she needed, permission and a promise together given without words but understood completely by both of you.
She kissed the tip gently at first, as if tasting something precious and rare, before parting her lips wider to take just the head into her mouth. The warmth and wetness were immediately overwhelming. It was a stark contrast to the cool air of the room. Fuu's tongue swirled around the sensitive tip, drawing a low groan from deep within your chest as her eyes remained locked with yours, as if daring you to give in early to her amateur seduction attempts.
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Slowly, oh so torturously slowly, she took more of you into her mouth. Her lips stretched to accommodate your girth as she descended further down your length. The sight was intoxicating, Fuu's cheeks hollowing slightly as she sucked gently but firmly, her hands steadying on your thighs for balance as she did her best to suck your soul out of your body through your cock. She really wanted that damn Kumo headband, didn't she?
You felt every texture and contour of her mouth, her soft palate contrasting with the rougher texture underneath her tongue which teased and caressed each vein along your shaft with meticulous attention. She seemed determined to explore every inch of you orally, and it was an endeavor fueled both by her curiosity and an evident and adorable desire to please.
Her head began moving in earnest now, bobbing up and down in smooth motions while one hand cupped below where her lips met flesh, massaging your tender balls that tightened progressively with the mounting levels of pleasure she was giving you.
"Fuck," you breathed out, the word a guttural groan of pure pleasure as Fuu's skilled mouth worked you over. Her technique was impeccable, she was an absolute natural born suckslut to rival the legendary sucker herself. It was a perfect blend of suction and tongue play that drove you closer to the edge with each vibrant green bob of her head. She seemed to relish in your reactions, each moan and twitch under her touch spurring her on to dip her head more or work her tongue in a way that left you twitching in her mouth.
Fuu's hand crept from your thigh up towards the base of your cock, fingers wrapping around it to provide just enough pressure as she sucked harder now, more purposefully. The way she alternated between deep throating you and teasingly licking along the underside sent waves of electric desire coursing through every single part of your body. You were getting close now, and honestly, she was way too fucking good a this. You were supposed to be the one with the OP honeypot skills damn it!
Her other hand didn't remain idle during this damn torture either. It roamed across your abdomen, nails lightly scratching which only added another layer to the sensory overload enveloping you, but you knew that wouldn't be the end of it, not with this desperate fucking minx. You gasped sharply when those delicate fingers explored further south, gently rolling your balls before giving them a soft and possessive squeeze, a reminder that she had complete control over this moment. Over her finally getting to reward her first friend in the only way she knew how. What are friends for, after all?
The room was filled with obscene sounds. It started with wet slurps intermingled with heavy breathing and low curses spilling from your lips as the pleasure built up into an almost unbearable tipping point. Fuu's eyes, gleaming with a mix of mischief and desire, watched every reaction her actions wrought upon you, and it was only driving her to double her efforts. She wanted to please you, wanted to make this the best night of your life. Wanted to make sure you'd never leave her.
Her pace quickened, the suction intensifying as she took you deeper each time. The head of your cock started hitting the back of her throat repeatedly, making her choke and gag with way too much finesse for her first blowjob. The sensation was overwhelming, the tight heat enveloping you completely while she hummed lowly between gags, and the vibrations sent jolts of pleasure through your spine.
You reached down instinctively, fingers threading through her hair to gently guide her movements according to the rhythm that drove you wild. You gently stroked her head through it all, showing off Greater Headpat and getting a purr of approval from her in response. She got even more eager in response to the slight but incredible pressure pressing down on her skull, understanding immediately what you needed without breaking stride in her expert ministrations that marked her as an oral prodigy.
"Fuu... I'm close," you warned her between gritted teeth as the tension coiled tightly within your abdomen, it was a storm ready to break over the calm seas. Her response was a soft moan around your shaft that nearly undid you right then and there.
Sensing your impending climax better than any words could tell her, Fuu doubled down on her efforts. One hand gripped firmly at the base of your cock, while her other hand squeezed your thigh as a silent encouragement for you to let go. Her mouth and tongue worked in perfect harmony, each motion designed to push you over the edge into blissful oblivion.
Her eyes locked onto yours, a silent challenge issued through her gaze that seemed to say 'cum for me'. You felt the build-up intensify, and you couldn't hold back for another second.
"Fuck, Fuu!" Your normal small cute boyish voice (you couldn't even focus on keeping Intimidation or Lovers anymore) cracked as pleasure surged through you like an unstoppable wave. With a final groan that bordered on a Intimidation fueled roar, hot cum burst forth from your throbbing cock, spilling into Fuu's waiting mouth in thick and seemingly endless ropes. She didn't flinch or falter, and instead, she swallowed everything you gave her with an eagerness that sent additional shocks of pleasure coursing through you. It felt like you were shooting gallons down into her stomach, but she didn't stop swallowing for a second.
As the last waves of your climax washed over you, Fuu slowly pulled back, the suction of her lips dragging out every last drop and sensation until she finally released you with a soft pop. Your balls were empty, and unlike a certain Snake Bitch, Fuu had managed it in just one blowjob. She was… scary.
With a heaving breath, you collapsed back against the bedspread, panting hard while Fuu's lips glistened with the remnants of your release. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath after spending the last few minutes huffing nothing but your Musk and cock fumes. She looked up at you with those beautiful bright orange eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, it was a look of accomplishment.
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"You okay?" she asked softly, wiping a stray drop from the corner of her mouth before crawling up to lie beside you on the bed. Her body was warm against yours, comforting in its post-orgasmic haze.
"Yeah," you forced out with an unsteady breath, turning to face her as an arm instinctively wrapped around her shoulders to pull her closer. It was a possessive action, but you doubt the girl minded after she just sucked your soul out for a chance to abandon her shitty village.
Fuu nestled into your side, head resting on your chest as one hand played idly with a strand of your hair. "That was... amazing," she murmured contentedly. "Thank you for letting me thank you like that. I don't think I've ever had that much fun~"
You chuckled lightly, running a hand down the curve of her back soothingly even as you mentally despaired at the thought that the show she just put on was her having fun. You dreaded what she might be like if she actually took it seriously. "I should be thanking you. That was incredible, Fuu. Really." Your voice was sincere, because holy fuck, that blowjob literally had you seeing stars somewhere towards the end there. This girl had a talent, one that you doubted anyone else would ever be able to match, especially once she honed it.
She hummed in response, a sound of contentment that vibrated against your skin. "I'm glad you think so," she said softly, tilting her head to look up at you with those expressive eyes. "It's nice... being this close to someone. I hope I get to do it more soon in your village."
You just sighed. You could already imagine the look on your Sensei's face when you told her about what just happened. She was probably gonna check Fuu's mind to make sure the girl wasn't a honeypot that managed to sneak past your training. Unfortunately, you think she's just sincerely done with Taki.
Well, unfortunately for Taki that is. You'll be taking this perfect little scoop of Mint Chocolate goodness, thank you very much.
With a loving smile that made Fuu's heart pitter patter in her chest, you'd press a gentle and comforting kiss against her forehead. Then, you'd fall asleep holding her close and letting her snuggle up against your chest.