Naruto: The Prince of Lust

"Whether I'm out in the field or educating the shinobi of tomorrow," Kurenai begins to share. "I'm not sure that I want my baby to be the only contribution to the future of this village. A stay at home mother after all that training? I just don't know."

"I can't imagine that would be an easy adjustment," Anko reasons. "Especially when you think about how easy it is for us to kick the bucket. You and Asuma could have a little brat of your own when one bad mission ends yours or his life. People die young in our world; no way around that. Which means we either train like crazy to live as long as we can or live from moment to moment, like a lot tend to do."

"Getting with Asuma feels like trading away the village for the person, not to imply it's any less meaningful," Kurenai huffs. "But with Naruto, I can continue to serve my village, the sex is utterly fantastic, he's amazing; in an intriguing sort of way… I just can't help delaying the probability with Asuma. I keep telling myself, 'just a little while longer.'"

"He's sleeping in your bed right now, babe," Anko notes, sensing movement. "You won't even tell me who he fought. It's pretty clear he's more than just some good dicking… Shit!"

"What," Kurenai asks, straightening her posture and turning to her friend.

"Mnn, I came here to see you," Anko starts, murmuring a bit with uncertainty. "But I was also going to as if you know Uzumaki's usual haunts."

Growing confused, Kurenai asks, "why?"

"Didn't you read the report," Anko calls out happily. "He not only covered my six when I was fighting that summon, but he held back that snake-fucker all on his own! I was going to offer him a BJ, maybe even pop his cherry, but, I guess that's off the table, huh? …That is off the table, right-"

"Yes," Kurenai responds, too buzzed to think about crossing such boundaries.

"Right, right," Anko hums. "…I mean, I've never heard you gush about a guy deep-dicking you-"

"Anko," Kurenai admonishes, feeling more heat in her cheeks, certain she's blushing madly. Anko didn't bring up how her sense of smell is easily picking up how aroused the raven-haired beauty is, and simply raises her palms in humored surrender as she responds, "alright, alright. I probably wouldn't have anyway. I… uh, haven't actually had sex in a month and a half… to be lying; in two months."

"That's- I see," Kurenai slowly processes before asking, "is everything okay?"

"Honestly, not sure," Anko shrugs. "I've wanted to talk about it—part of the reason why I came over—but, we've been busy. A lot's been on my mind and the only times I can stop thinking is when I'm torturing someone. Then that snake-shit came back… I don't know. I'm just feeling… off."

"Well, I think that's okay, Anko," Kurenai softly admits. "Our senses are highly tuned to our distress, whether internal or external. Take your time. There's nothing wrong with properly working out your thoughts and emotion. I know I haven't been the best of friends recently, but I'll always be here for you."

Hugging her friend for several minutes, Anko eventually says, "I'm going to get going."

"You don't have to," Kurenai reassures her friend.

"Yeah, I do," Anko states with a wide sly grin. "Your boyfriend is awake."

Kurenai blushes as she corrects, "he's my student… and… he'll go back to sleep."

"Instead of going to the hospital, he came straight here," Anko points out as she gets up.

Following Anko to the front door, Kurenai justifies Naruto's decision by remarking, "it's likely he wouldn't have received fair treatment, which explains why he came here."

"Oh girl, you are deeeep in denial," Anko chuckles before kissing the red-eyed beauty on the lips. "Thank him for me," Anko mentions, adding, "four or five rounds ought to do it."

"Moh, Anko," Kurenai bemoans as the busty blue-tinted ebony-haired Jōnin declares, "night, babe."

KURENAI

In the silence of her own home, a buzzed and warm Kurenai grows nervous as she secures the door and arms her Fūin security. Her senses tell her Naruto's cardiac rhythm has elevated to that of a conscious person. Turning around to look at the staircase leading to the second floor, to her bedroom, to her bed, and the blond stud in her bed waiting patiently for her elevates her heart rate and amplifies the erotic synergy crackling throughout her body.

Before she realizes it, she's closing the door to her bedroom and leaning against it. Lying in bed, nearly as she left him, only looking directly at her with his deep blue eyes, Kurenai feels her nipples harden as she flatly asks, "how do you feel?"

As Naruto does away with his covers, his large pure eyes focus solely on her, as if he wasn't capable of seeing anything else, and with a slight limp, walks over to her.

Captivated by his eyes and heart-pounding, Kurenai tries to remind Naruto as much as herself, "you should stay in bed." However, he remains silent as he presses his shinobi's body comfortably against her as Kurenai tries, "you… you're… still injured-"

Head-to-head, Naruto takes the clean line of her elegant jaw with his good hand and meets her red full lips with the heat of his. Tilting his head, pressing the side of his nose to hers, deepening their soft fleshy connection with every eternal-second that passes until her entire body tingles in delight. Kurenai felt so light, hot, and loved, she returns the passionate kiss just as ardently, taking his jaw to press in as much as her need for him demands.

Pulling back, Naruto caresses her face as his first words to her expresses his gratitude in a hoarse voice and couldn't believe how much she loved to hear his scratchy throat vocalize, "thank you for taking care of me."

His husky voice sent a thrilling tingle down her stirring body as she slowly runs her fingers through his silky blond hair and mindlessly mutters, "of course."

To her immense joy, the pressure of his warm and strong body pressing into her soft and pliant physique, somehow sucking the popping energy from her legs and paper-thin knees as he hoarsely asks, "is… everything okay with your friend? Anko-chan, right? She was the proctor for the second test."

"It is… no thanks to you," she jokes, wondering why his voice is making her extra sensitive. Pressed so close together, with the building heat from his body and breath on top of his unique scent filling her nose, it takes her a moment to settle down to explain, "we talked. I… never doubt she would support me, but it feels different now that she knows."

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