The room was dimly lit, the glow of the TV flickering in the background, but neither of them were paying it any attention.
The low hum of some show filled the silence as Haruki lay sprawled across the couch, his head resting in Tsunade's lap.
His lazy smirk sent a warm shiver down her spine, making her heart thump a little harder.
'Alright, I can do this.' Tsunade took a deep breath, her huge breasts rising and falling, the movement unintentionally drawing Haruki's hungry gaze.
She felt his thick, rigid cock throb in her hands, sending a flush of heat straight through her.
Her fingers curled around him, testing his weight, stroking him slowly from base to tip. Even through her hesitant touch, she could feel how solid he was, how hot he felt against her palm.
Haruki sucked in a slow breath, his jaw tightening.
Her grip was unsure at first, soft, almost cautious as she didn't want to mess this up.
Tsunade peeked down at him, her expression laced with uncertainty.
"Am I… doing this right?" she asked, her voice quieter than usual.
A small smirk played on Haruki's lips. "Not bad," he murmured, his voice a little rougher than before.
"But try it a little firmer."
Hearing his words, Tsunade tightened her grip just slightly, stroking him in a slow, steady rhythm.
Her fingers traced his thick length, feeling every pulse, every twitch as his arousal built.
Haruki's cock throbbed in her grasp, his breath coming out in a slow exhale, as if he were holding himself back.
Without thinking, his hand moved to her breasts, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. He squeezed lightly, marveling at the way her soft knockers fit so perfectly in his grasp.
Tsunade's movements froze for a second as she felt his hand on her chest. Her breath hitched, but rather than push him away, a pulse of heat surged through her, making her thighs clench together.
Haruki kneaded her breasts, his fingers brushing over her nipples, teasing them through the fabric of her top.
A delicious shiver ran through her, and before she could stop herself, a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Ah!"
The sound sent a jolt straight through Haruki, making his cock throb harder in her grasp.
But he came back to his senses, realizing what he was doing. His eyes flicked to her face, only to see Tsunade looking at him with a flushed face.
Sighing, he started to pull his hand away reluctantly.
But before he could, Tsunade caught his wrist, stopping him.
"You can continue… but don't go overboard…" Tsunade mumbled, her face heating up, heart pounding harder in her chest.
Haruki blinked in surprise at her words, but he wasn't in the mood to question it.
Instead, a grin spread across his face as his hands eagerly returned to her soft, plush breasts, kneading them into different shapes.
Tsunade hadn't planned on letting him get this far, but the way he touched her, his strong hands molding her flesh, his thumbs teasing over her nipples, made her body betray her.
As his grip tightened slightly, she felt his cock twitch and throb even harder in her palm. Her gaze flicked up to his face, catching his blissful expression.
A deep blush crept across her cheeks. 'Does he like them that much? What is he, a baby?'
A giggle bubbled up inside her, but instead, she bit her lip and murmured, "You really like them, huh?"
She had meant to sound teasing, but the curiosity in her voice was impossible to hide.
Haruki's lips parted slightly, his breath coming heavier. "Like them?"
"No, I fucking love them."
The heat in his voice sent a shiver straight down her spine.
Encouraged, she tightened her grip on his cock, her strokes becoming firmer, slicker as more precum dripped from the tip. Her thumb swiped over it, smearing the wetness down his length, making him groan low in his throat.
"Goddamn," he muttered, his fingers sank deeper into her soft marshmallows, his other hand gripping the couch like he was barely holding himself together. "You're a natural."
"Are you close?" she asked, her voice softer now, but filled with anticipation.
His darkened gaze flicked up to hers and a wicked smirk tugged at his lips. "You really wanna finish me off, huh?"
"Then you'll just have to try harder," Haruki said, flashing a teasing grin before winking at her.
She swallowed hard, nodding before tightening her grip and stroking his cock faster, her movements growing more confident, more eager.
A few minutes later, Haruki's breath hitched, his abs tensing as his hips jerked slightly.
"Fuck," he muttered as the pleasure reached the breaking point.
His cock twitched violently in her grasp, and just as he was about to climax, his hand found her erect nipple and pinched it gently.
"Hyaaaa~!" Tsunade barely had time to react before a loud moan escaped her lips, her body shivering from the unexpected jolt of pleasure.
The sudden sensation made her lose focus, and without thinking, she accidentally angled his cock right at her own face.
Haruki clenched his jaw as his orgasm slammed into him, his eyes squeezing shut as thick, hot ropes of cum shot into the air, landing directly on Tsunade's face.
Tsunade's mind went completely blank, warmth liquid dripping down her cheeks as she slowly processed what had just happened.
It wasn't until a few seconds later, when Haruki finally cracked his eyes open, still catching his breath, that he realized the masterpiece he had just created.
His gaze locked onto her cum-covered face, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. As much as he wanted to appreciate his masterpiece, the look in her eyes told him his life was in danger.
"T-Tsuna, uh… it's not… my fault…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Tsunade's hand shot out, grabbing him by the collar.
"Wait!"
Haruki barely had time to react before he was flung off her lap, soaring through the air like a ragdoll.
He twisted mid-flight, instinct kicking in as he somehow landed in a perfect Spider-Man pose.
'Where's the villain? No, I mean... where's my girlfriend?!' He scanned the room frantically, but Tsunade was nowhere to be seen.
Seeing his chance to escape, Haruki hastily pulled up his pants and bolted to his room, not daring to look back.
Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, Tsunade shut the door behind her, pressing her back against it as her knees wobbled.
Ba-dump. Ba-dump.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, her breaths coming out ragged and uneven.
"Haa… Haa… Haa…"
She swallowed hard, her body still trembling from everything that had just happened. Slowly, her hand drifted down between her thighs, fingers brushing over her soaked panties.
A sharp breath left her lips as she brought her glistening fingers up, staring at the result of her arousal.
With her other hand, she touched her face, her fingertips smearing the warm, sticky remnants of his release. She bit her lip, her body heating up all over again.
And then, Haruki's words about restoring her clan echoed in her mind.
"Haruki... you... idiot...!"
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