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Your frightened expression is so delicious, I think I could eat it. But since i'm here, I might as well have my fun. Wouldn't you care to let down your guard, dear Tsunade-"
"Shove it up your a**, you ********..."
Orochimaru let the look of shock take over his face for the briefest of seconds before returning back to his smirk.
"Hmm, trying to stand up for yourself, Tsunade? Well too bad, because it's a little too late for that. I'd like to hear you say that again after I do this..."
What she felt next took her by surprise. The sounds of ripping filled the room and when she looked down, she could see that the kunai was slicing through the bust of her silken night gown. She shivered twice as hard as the knife descended downwards, exposing her lingerie clad body until it stopped at her waist where his tounge was wrapped around. The brisk air caused goosebumps to erupt onto her skin, her nipples hardening. After a sinister chuckle, he whispered with satisfaction, "Yes. Even though I can't see your pretty face, I know it's even as scared as before. Surprised, my friend?"
Tsunade gulped inaudibly, face strained in fear. She finally found some courage to say something.
"W...what do you want from me? If you're going to kill me, then just do it."
"Then what fun would it be if I didn't let you go without a little parting gift, Tsunade? Surely your more smarter than you look, but then again, you are a blonde..."
That comment struck a nerve and within her body, she could feel her hate for him boil all over again. It bubbled upwards as fast as a volcano on the brink of bursting. When you made Tsunade angry, you better have a good reason as to why you did it before she kicked your a**.
"a*****e!!! Take that back!!!," She screamed before using her left arm to try to punch him. Before her fist even came in contact with his face, a strong hand grabbed it then started to slowly to twist her wrist. Tsunade cried out helplessly as his cynical amber eyes watched with greed.
"You actually thought you could pull yourself out of this? Please, Tsunade. If you're going to try something like that, at least do it when my guard is down. You know how I get when people toy with me."
She bit down hard on her lip while searching the floor, as if all the answers she would ever need were on it.
'I can't let him do this to me. I have to fight back.'
"You think I give a ********? Orochimaru, unhand me before I kick your a**-"
"Slow down there. Someone as lovely as you shouldn't lower herself to fighting. We're both adults. Why don't you try and talk it out with me-"
"Why don't I try and match my ******** fist with your face?!" He let out another chuckle, the kunai knife going back to her neck. The pressure of the blade increased and she was forced to labor her breathing in an attempt to gather more oxygen.
"I don't think that's going to happen. You see, one wrong move and i'll guarentee you'll be killed much more quicker. A real shame. Just when I told you I only wanted to have some fun."
The amber eyed Hokage growled. With quickness, she swiftly elbowed him in the stomach which loosened his hold of his tounge. She shoved him back before escaping his imprisionment. Orochimaru narrowed his eyes at the smirking kunoichi, his tounge coiling back into his mouth. His scowl was fierce as he gripped the kunai in his fist. "Why you little..."
"If you think it's going to be that easy, then you're wrong, b*****d. I'll never succumb to a ******** word you say and don't think i'll stay idle as you do whatever the hell you want with me. And to think, I thought Jiraiya was the only pervert of us Sannin." His growls reached her ears like music. Yes, he was angry. But suddenly, he started to snicker, his eyes returning to their sadistic stare.
"My, my. How time changes people. If you haven't known about my newfound change of mind, then i'm sorry you have to find that out the hard way. As you can see, i'm fairly attracted to beautiful women."
Tsunade thought she was going to become sick. She let out a gagging cough, stared at him like he was crazy.
"Beautiful? Since when the hell are you choosy of women? And why the hell are you calling me beautiful?"
"It's quite simple. Because you are. Surely you agree. You always were the baby swan of the ducklings back then, dear Tsunade."
Tsunade had to blink a couple of times. 'What? You have got to be kidding.'
"Why now then, Orochimaru? You choose now of all times to tell me your feelings? I know i'm beautiful, but you should have said something sooner. Maybe if you would have told me sooner, then maybe things could have been a little more different. Look at you, you really do feel like a dumbass huh?," She mused while placing her hands on her hips. Orochimaru widened his eyes. 'Did she just say?...'
The curves on her body looked even more far away than they've ever been. And her pretty face. He damned himself for not telling her when he had the chance. Someone with her beauty came around once in a light year- almost never came around at all. She was one of a kind. And he let her get away.
"Maybe you're right. Which is why i'm here to not only kill you...but to have some fun. Old friends need to get more accquainted, aren't I right?," He said cooly, bringing the kunai up to his mouth. "I'll assure you, you won't regret it," added the golden eyed Sannin.
His long tounge came out in a timely, wet sweep, licked the blade of the kunai knife. The pit of her stomach knotted with a newfound ache while her nerves shot out adrenaline at the speed of light. Her legs felt wobbly, but she maintained her balance. She ached once more inbetween her thighs, but she didn't surrender. Even she couldn't tell herself why she was feeling this way, delirious and light headed. His stare deepened and her eyes couldn't break their stare. He watched her every tremble, every delicious shiver that caused more goosebumps to erupt from her soft skin.
'Yes, I regret ever letting her go, but now I can make up for abandoning her. I'll have her whether she refuses or not...'
"Yes. That's right. Don't deny me, Tsunade. What pleases me more than your fear, is your lust..." The blonde haired Sannin was soon under an unbreakable trance, all traces of thought leaving her mind. She just focused on him as everything else dissolved into nothing.
'Orochimaru...'
He took a step torwards her, inwardly surprised that not once did she stop him. Her eyes were glazed over, the hands on her hips falling to her sides. An even sinister smirk formed over his original one. If she wasn't stopping him, then it would be easier than he thought to get her into bed.
"You must have been so lonely. Luckily I showed up just in time."
Orochimaru grew closer and closer to her, for a moment thinking it incredeous that she still didn't move. With the thoughts of self grandeur of finally conquering the Hokage, he was absolutley blind to the fact that what was infront of him, wasn't what he desired. Before her at last, having to lift her eyes to stare into his, Tsunade shuddered more visibly at the maleovence his stare possessed.
"Dear Tsunade. I hope you tremble with anticipation. I will not hurt you..." His right arm quickly wrapped around her waist making a gasp tear from her lips. "...Yet."
Moments later, his smirk suddenly dropped as the body in his hold poofed up in a puff of smoke. "Replacement jutsu. Clever. You had me there for a minute, Tsunade," He laughed maniacally as he looked at his arm, hooked around thin air. Just as he turned around, her voice sounded with a bit closer ratio than he could have hoped for.
"Well I gotcha now, b*****d."
His left cheek was met with a hard blow from her fist, Orochimaru stumbling back, hissing in agony. The curvy kunoichi brought her fist back, her stance firm and powerful. "Hah. Looks like someone's losing their touch. But I was just holding back on you. If you leave now, i'll probably only beat you senseless, but leaving you concious enough so you can get the hell out of my room."
Expecting for him to be angry, infuriated, it deeply shocked her to see him gather himself up from his hunched composture, laughing.
"Still as harsh as ever, I see. But no matter. It just pleases me even more to see a murder victim fighting back. It's just no fun when they sit and do nothing-" "Dammit, shut the ******** up!!! That's one thing that hasn't changed about you, you sick ********!!! You never know when to shut the hell up!!!"
Tsunade leaped into the air, her body formed as that of one practicing Tai Jutsu. Her foot was aimed right for his face and as gravity pulled her body down, she let out a cry of battle and hardened her face. "Take this, b*****d!!!"
"I don't think so."
Widening her eyes, she watched as the black haired Sannin disappeared into thin air, her foot crashing into the floor, splintering the wood.
"Damn. Missed." Tsunade picked herself up and gazed remorsefully at her the huge destruction to her precious floor. 'My floor...How the hell do I explain this to Shizune?'
Suddenly, the feeling of something warm and wet coiled tightly around her waist once again. It frightened her, yet enraged her at the same time. A long tounge lunged her body backwards before being caught in the deadly hands of none other than Orochimaru.
"How foolish can you get? Honestly, you really can't be that ignorant." His hands felt frigid cold against her already cold skin. She shivered, her scowl unwavering as she tilted her head up to look at him.
"You sick b*****d. Unhand me!!!-" "I'm afraid I can't, Tsunade. Not again. Now I have no choice but to use force. Shame. We could have compromised something so beneficial too. Oh well."
Before she could say anything, her voice was lodged in her throat as he flung her onto the bed. Fear rose as quickly as she could blink inside of her. For a soft and comfortable bed, she landed onto it painfully, groaning. Tsunade immediatley started to roll off the bed, despite the moment she took to rub her head. Yet her actions were futile when he pounced ontop of her, planted his hands on either side of her head. Evil laced in every single syllable of his words like the threading of anxiety knotting up inside her stomach.
"You won't get away from me this time," Orochimaru snarled. She could tell that he has grown impatient. His patience was something she didn't know anyone could possess and almost never has he outwardly showed his frustration. As she gazed up at him, she studied the small sneer on his face, hunger in his eyes. He was almost identical to that of a wild animal. The man saw what he wanted and he got it. He was used to getting everything he wanted in the first place anyway.
The honey eyed Hokage deepened the hatred in her growls, eyes glaring up at him with the feral enragement strong enough to set ablaze a pile of dampened lumber. Her hand came in contact with his face, slapping him senseless. But no matter how hard she hit him, no matter what kind of jutsu she used on him, he got back up on his feet.
'It's like he's invincible or something. Look at him. He's laughing as if I didn't do a damn thing...'
"That hurt. Why must you continue to be so mean-" "Because I hate you, you ********!!!" He chuckled down at her as he rubbed the spot where she slapped him.
"Are you sure? Not when I saw you trembling back there. You want me, admit it." Tsunade scowled before slapping him again on his other cheek. She watched him, head turned sideways from the impact, laughing even louder. It sickened her.
"Get off of me before I get angry, Orochimaru. I swear i'll-" "What?" She gasped quietly when he looked back down at her, confidence in his eyes. "What are you going to do to me, Tsunade?"
Growling, she clamped both of her hands around his neck, strangling him. Her smirk dissolved almost immediatley when she saw that he was unaffected, that same sinister look in his eyes.
"Nice try. Now it's my turn."
His hands grabbed at the torn edges of her nightgown and ripped down the rest as easily as tearing paper. He drank in the astonished look on her face, the shaking her irises did when she looked down to see her body exposed. 'Thank goodness I decided to wear lingerie.'
"Such lovely curves. Yet if I remembered, you never were a fan of eating three meals a day. Still get nausea from those dumplings you despise?"
Her astonishment left her face and once more she scowled. Her grip around his neck tightened as she curled her lip into a growl.
"I said get off of me," She warned dangerously, death written out for him in her golden eyes.
With the same coloured eyes, he stared down at her with a devilish hunger, one in which pulled her into the trance she was in before. "I don't think I will. I was never one to leave a woman unsatisfied. And you, my dear Tsunade, are unsatisfied." Sneakily, his hands traveled up her body, goosebumps leaving behind on her skin. She trembled unwillingly, biting down on her lower lip.
'Oh no. He doesn't plan to rape me, does he?'
His soft laughter rang through her ears like an annoying buzzing of a fly. What was worser than his laughter was sense of humor. He laughed at the wrongest of times. Put the man at a funeral and he'd laugh. Tsunade blockaded out his laughter, focused strangley on the destination of his hands. Never has she expected for a man's hands to feel so soft. It seemed that her once cold body was growing warmer by the second, making her nerves even more sensitive to his icy hands. A rush of something familiar pooled into her stomach as her heartpace quickened. He was making her too aroused for her own good.
"Hmmm. So quiet, now. What's the matter? Cat got your tounge?," He mused quietly as he saw her eyes widen at his hands. Orochimaru looked down as well, smirking while his hands started to run over the swell of her breasts. Tsunade was too frightened and shocked to even continue her grip around his neck. Holding back a moan, she quickly grabbed his wrists then pushed his hands off of her breasts.
"What the hell are you doing?! I thought I made it clear when I said get the hell off of me!," The Hokage shouted before throwing a painful smack to his face.
Unlike before, when he laughed, Orochimaru was growing serious as he turned his head back to gaze down at her. His eyes were agitated, mouth formed in a small scowl.
"You never know when to admit defeat. Your little slapping games are going to end right now, Tsunade, whether you like it or not."
He took his hand and grabbed her wrists, forced them above her head. She gasped loudly at his actions, looked upwards at her hands then downwards to his hand that was roughly kneading her breast. She didn't know whether to be afraid or turned on. They didn't call him a legendary Sannin for nothing.
"You're too beautiful to be putting up a fight," He said softly. His words hit her like a brick wall. They were flattering, yet at the same time confusing.
'What's his problem?'
Before she could further contemplate on the matter, his mouth covered hers unexpectantly in a passionate kiss. Stunned beyond belief, the blonde haired Sannin could only stay still as he continued with his unexpected ways. 'W-why's he doing this? Why him of all people?' Waiting in painful silence to see what he was going to do next, it seemed that her concience was either going crazy or wasn't functioning right. In the back of her mind, she had the deep seated fear that he would do something unexpected, something that would surely hurt her in the process. Yet, for the first time in a long time, she was wrong about the Sannin above her.
'He hasn't changed, I know that for sure...But why is he acting like this? You would have thought the guy used to love me or something...'
Tsunade gasped when she felt the warmth of his tounge lick her bottom lip. It was his own little way of pursuading her to open her mouth. And she fell for it just as eagerly as his hand reaching for the hooks of her bra. She didn't know herself, couldn't find a reason on why she was acting so eager to his kiss and his touch. The Hokage despised the man as much as anyone, yet here she was moaning inside of his mouth as if he has been gone for an eternity, body shivering to his touches as if he was the person who invented the sin of sex.
And even more surprisingly, she could care less about what he mind thought. Wantonly, she pushed all of her thoughts of denial away and focused on what was before her. If this was the man that was going to bring pleasure to a sex deprived woman like her, then by all means, she would take whatever he was going to give her. Even if she would regret it, at least her desires would be satisfied and she could get on with her duty as Hokage.
Their kiss was that of tounges and moans, rough yet gentle. Tsunade was afraid at first, for she knew of his notorious extending tounge, yet even more shocking as it was, he didn't extend his tounge. If he did, she knew she would surely choke to death and that was another way in which he could have killed her. But all thoughts of murder have left his mind a long time ago, about precisely a few minutes ago when he broke into her room.
She felt the hooks of her bra snap open, tearing a gasp from her mouth. Opening her eyes, all she could see were the amber eyes of the man ontop of her. They appeared to be as evil as ever, yet behind them, she could see a glint of compassion, something she has yet to have seen in his eyes. Tsunade only closed her eyes again and moaned. Orochimaru stared down at her for a moment more, contemplating with puzzlement as to why she wasn't fighting back anymore. It nagged at his mind for a long time, even after he closed his eyes and kissed her more feverishly as if to clear his thoughts. But he couldn't deny the sense of happiness that had somehow formed in his heart. The woman he admired for so long was accepting everything he was giving to her without apprehension.
'She must want the same thing I want...'
Orochimaru, with his free hand, went back to her breasts now free of their restraints and grappled one in his grasp. Another gasp came from her mouth as her arousal rose even higher. Her moaning was becoming more louder, her hands in his knuckled imprisonment clenching and unclenching in an attempt to ease the tension she was feeling building up in her mind. Tsunade arched at his touch, moaned as he rolled her n****e inbetween her fingers.
'Why doesn't he just get it over with?' Her body wildly writhed beneath him in protest which stirred his concious that was shrouded under a thick layer of haze inside his mind.
Slowly he parted from her lips, confusingly stared down at her as she panted softly. Tsunade was glad for his actions, for even she didn't know what she would have done to him if he kept on kissing her like that.
"Why do you resist? I thought I made it clear that one so beautiful shouldn't fight." She averted her eyes away from his in a desperate attempt to push newfound feelings aside.
'Why's he making me feel like this? The men i've been with have never made me feel this way. Even after sex, I could care less about them, but Orochimaru?...'
She pretended to study the wall with intent honey irises, way too stubborn to admit anything at the moment. The pale skinned Sannin gazed down at her in slight puzzlement, still unable to analyze what was wrong with her. His hand stopped its teasing of her breast and instead went to take a gentle hold of her chin, moving it to force her eyes to look up at him. And when they did, he didn't like what he saw. Regret and sadness were embedded in the eyes he knew all too well of to be holding anger and cockiness. He couldn't deny that he did feel a pang of hurt inside of him, but his curiosity banned any other emotions that tried to slip out.
"Why do you possess sadness? Dear Tsunade, I haven't even pulled your panties off yet and you're moping like I just broke your heart," He whispered, his devilish grin and sinister tone of voice long gone. Amber eyes, full of concern, stared down at her. The blonde haired Hokage found his look to be utterly shocking, yet at the same time, found it quite sweet that he at least cared for her. Biting down on her lower lip, she ascended her eyes upwards, staring at the ceiling.
"Orochimaru. I despise the ******** outta you. So much I could...ugh. Do something crazy. But you see...I was hoping that you wouldn't do this to me. Because it makes me not want to hate you so much. So what I have to ask you is..."
Her eyes fell back into his stare and they stayed like that for a moment before she squeezed her hands in his hold and whispered shakily.
"...How come? If you loved me, you should have said something long ago. You of all people should know that being apprehensive only gets you nowhere. Why are you showing me your feelings now of all times?..." Orochimaru stayed silent as he searched her golden depths, the slight trembling of her bottom lip. The last thing he wanted to make her do was cry. Being a monster to someone as precious as his first love was something he didn't find much enjoyment in.
'Tsunade. I know you're right. I should have proclaimed my love for you long ago. But now...even if I do, what good will it do? Like arriving with a pail of water to a fire that's already burned out.'
"I cannot answer that question as of yet, Tsunade. But I will not lie to you. I have admired you for a long time. I wanted to say my feelings for you even when I wasn't sure of them back then. But as I can see, i'm too late."
Frowning, the golden eyed Hokage looked away and unwillingly let a tear shed. She let out a whimper and shut her eyes tight.
"Well of course, you are. Damn you, Orochimaru. Sometimes I wish that I never met you," Tsunade whispered tearily, unaware to the hurt rippling in his identical golden orbs above her.
'Tsunade...'
She wanted to cry so badly that it hurt, but she refused to show any emotion to this man. Not when he was breaking her already torn heart. About ready to summon up her courage to tell him to leave, she suddenly felt a soft hand wipe away the tear that had traveled down her cheek and her neck. She gasped.
'His hands are...warm.' Even the hand holding her own wrists hostage felt warm all of a sudden. She peeked open an amber orb to see an alarming amount of softness in his eyes. Tsunade never as so much seen a glimpse of softness in his eyes unless he was toying with her. But she could tell. He wasn't playing around. 'He's...smiling?' The smallest of grins overtook his lips, so small she had to strain her eyes to see it.
"But we did meet. You can't take it back. And I can never go back in time to tell you how I feel...but...Tsunade..." Orochimaru let go of her wrists then took a hand and kissed the top of it. Butterflies of an unknown cause fluttered around in her stomach, cheeks flushing immensely. "At least let me make it up to you," He finished, staring back into her eyes with as much love and softness as she's ever seen in her entire life.
'Orochimaru...have you really...changed?'
Tsunade was stuck, unable to choose whether to allow him to continue with what he was doing or send him away. A huge part of her heart was nagging at her mind to get rid of him, yet at the same time, her heart was telling her to let him stay. Let the man that wanted to love her get a second chance. 'And he's sexy. Damn...I could see if it was Jiraiya who wanted to confess some sort of love torwards me, but instead they send Orochimaru. I never knew trying to love someone could be so hard. He's hurt so many people and manipulated many just to get what he wanted. Am I his current victim?'
Licking her dry lips, she stared helplessly up at him, lost for words. "...What do you want me to say?..."
A silent gasp left his mouth, flabberghasted. 'Is she kidding me? It's completley obvious. Hmm, then again, she is a blonde.' Orochimaru kissed her hand again, never leaving their stare. Already he could feel her body shaking, but this time, not in fear. 'She wants me. She's more stubborn than a damn ox. But that's Tsunade for you.'
"Say yes, Tsunade." He watched her clench her eyes tight, as if concentrating. What she was really doing was trying to get her mind together. As sex deprived as she was though, it wasn't everyday that she let evil shinobi come into her bed. And even if she did, what good would it do for her? It's not like they would be guarenteed another night with her. The same situation applied to this shinobi above her. Waiting, hoping for the answer he yearned for.
'He gets everything he wants...but maybe...maybe just this once, he can have something else. Only because I can't take that look he's giving me.'
Reopening her eyes, Tsunade looked off torwards the sliding door of her balcony, intently watching the moon's soft rays of light fade behind the cover of a thick cloud. Everything grew darker as a result, but one one thing remained in tact. Orochimaru's glowing amber eyes. When she looked back up at him, she narrowed her eyes, almost as if she couldn't trust him.
"Orochimaru. I swear, if it'll make you shut up then fine. Just don't expect anything else to happen between us. I'm merely in the mood and you're lucky you caught me at a good time or else you would've been out of my door by now."
Smiling a wide, devilish grin, he whispered softly, "Oh really?"
Tsunade subconciously scowled, teeth gritting, anger flaring in her eyes. "b*****d, would I lie?!-" Her words were taken right from her mouth as soon as she felt his hand on her breast once more. Hesitantly, she descended her eyes to his hand, watched him knead her large mound with expertise. She felt the colour rush back up to her cheeks and the desire stirring once more inbetween her legs.
'Orochimaru...'
"Why must women wear these contraptions? I never even knew they made them in your size. Tell me, do have custom made bras?." He mused quietly as he pulled her arms out through the demolished sleeves of the nightgown, beyond repair, then took off the bra. She growled loudly in protest, not taking being handled so carelessly as easily as he would have hoped.
"******** you!," She screamed, her voice cracking. He only chuckled.
'Hmm, I wouldn't be surprised if she lost her voice. The woman yells too much, I tell you.' "Please, Tsunade." Orochimaru examined the bra, studied the tag that read an incredible 32 DD. Widening his eyes, he discarded the garment to the side. Still not overcome from the small impact of shock, he still managed to continue uneasily.
"Scream any louder and you won't have any voice to moan my name." Groaning in exhasperated frustration, she grabbed two fistfuls of his silken black mane and pulled him unti his face was inches from hers. Up close, she could see just how clear and pure his amber eyes were, compared to hers, his was a better hue and they certaintly were pretty cute. Mentally shaking her head, she hardened her eyes then clenched his hair tighter in her hands.
"You good for nothing b*****d. If you don't get this over with, I swear i'll have my ANBU in here faster than you can wipe that disgusting sneer off your face," The Hokage threatened lowly. Orochimaru, though, continued to grin as if she hasn't said a word.
"My, my, aren't we confident. But wouldn't it be a sight if they actually did come in here. To come and rescue their Hokage who's practically naked in her own bed. I would have already left before they even arrived. If you want to call them, be my guest. You certaintly won't hear the last of this when they find you."
His remarks earned a subtle growl to escape her mouth. They were so close, one would think she wouldn't even be able to get angry, but then again, when it came to Orochimaru, anything was possible. Tsunade glared at him for a second longer before releasing his hair from her grasp. He smirked wider with a sound of satisfaction.
"Does this mean that you're done? Can I proceed with my intentions to your pretty self?," He said quietly, running a finger along her jawline. Her gentle growls didn't go unnoticed to his ears which only pleased him further. 'She's trying to deny me. Yet she said I could do as I please. Oh, this'll be fun indeed.'
"Just get on with it, would ya?," Tsunade snarled, her hands clenching into fists then unclenching repeatedly as if to fight off the urge to smack him again.
"As you wish, my Tsunade," Orochimaru mused softly before allowing his hands to roam down her body. He watched her face as it slowly began to relax, eyes that were full of anger now murky with lust. Her full lips parted in silent moans she tried her hardest to articulate protests, yet couldn't come out. She was too shocked to do much of anything. Once more his hands grabbed her breasts, now free from the restraints of her bra. With his smirk still plastered to his face, he descended his eyes to her chest as his hunger for her became greater, stronger.
Hesitation the last thing on his mind, Orochimaru leaned down and covered her breast with his mouth. Gentle moans of encouragement fluttered from her throat as the heat of his mouth met with her hardened n****e. 'Oh please God, if he uses that tounge, it's all over.' And as she feared, God answered her hidden prayers, the hot tounge of the snake Sannin coming out to greet her sensitive skin.
"Orochimaru...," Tsunade begged softly over hardened breaths. Her hands impulsively reached for his head, fingers weaving into his silken hair. He moved his tounge slowly around the erect peak before running it across, sucking it gently. She urged him softly again and again to never stop, and he obliged to her every word. His other hand which was busy kneading and caressing her other breast suddenly stopped as he abandoned the current breast and went to the other. He did the same treatment while Tsunade, despite her delirious state of mind, couldn't help but contemplate her feelings for the mysterious Sannin.
'I...I still don't know if I can trust him. But, my God, he hasn't even ******** me yet and he has me all hot and bothered. Orochimaru, please tell me that this is just a spur of the moment thing. I can't really mean that much to you. You can't seriously...love me, can you?'
She was purposely pulled from her thoughts when she felt his mouth plant long, wet kisses down her aroused body. Tsunade gasped and gently writhed beneath him, her fingers leaving his hair to grip the sheets. In her sight of vision, she could see the rise and fall of her chest in short lapses. She was so anxious of what he would do to her next, it was killing her. The Hokage wasn't one for being patient, and wasn't it just her luck that her lover was as patient as a damn saint? She whimpered softly when he reached her navel, dipped his tounge into her belly button.
"You taste delicious. You must surrender your secrets to achieving such a delectable taste." Tsunade groaned impatiently. "Even my servant doesn't talk as much as you, Orochimaru." "Is that so? Then I guess there's only one way to subdue me," He whispered evily as his kisses went down lower.
Her heart was racing impossibly fast, her eyes rolling upwards in ecstasy of the increasing pleasure his mouth was making to her. His name passed her lips in a jumble of mixed vowels and inarticulate sounds as his fingers hooked around the hips of her panties. An unknown sense of fear suddenly rushed into her system at the thoughts of what he could really do to her. What if he was just playing with her? What if he hurt her? 'What if he leaves me like this?' Quickly, she dispersed of the doubts in her mind. He wouldn't do that to her. The man just got through saying how much he admired her and all.
'Yeah. He wouldn't hurt me...unless it's a trick! Yes, that has to be it!'
Orochimaru barely slid her panties down before the woman beneath him squealed a loud noise of surprise, shoved him off of her. In utter shock and confusion, he watched her scramble frantically away from him until her back touched the headboard. She swiftly reached for the sheets, covering herself neck high, her face flushing a million shades of red. "You dirty little b*****d...," Tsunade seethed through gritted teeth, tucking a stray lock of blonde hair behind her ear.
"Huh?" Growling in impatience, she shouted tearily, "You're using me!!! I know your game, ********!!! Being sneaky doesn't work with me!!!"
The Sannin furrowed his brows closer, still not quite understanding her accusations.
"You...think i'm using you?," He repeated slowly, the words sounding foreign to the sadistic man. Tsunade tried her hardest to refrain from slapping the clueless b*****d.
"Yes, you ignorant dumbass!!!!"
He relaxed his face right after, gave her a hard look as if trying to look into her mind. After a minute, he cocked a brow with a small smirk, a growl leaving her mouth as he did.
"What on earth has caused you to act so paranoid all of a sudden? What? You think i'd really use you? Tsunade, I may be a monster, but i'm not heartless," He defended smoothly. She clutched the sheets tighter in her grasp. Never has she felt the hugest urge to cry than she did right now. She still couldn't decide whether to trust him or not and it was slowly starting to show as tears welled up in her eyes. The facade she tried to display was less than perfect and it wasn't convincing Orochimaru for a second.
"Monsters are heartless, Orochimaru!!! That's why you're here!!! To use me!!! Then you boast about your plans to kill me?!!!," She argued, watched his stunned face freeze for a minute. 'She's really schooled her mind to hate me. I wasn't expecting this...' Orochimaru was true when he called himself a monster and of course he's been heartless. But not to her. In fact, she was the only person he ever hesitated to hurt, furthermore try to kill. His original plans were falling apart right before his eyes and he didn't even think he could continue with them.
'Should I hurt her? Must I kill her? No...I don't want to. But I have to do something
After a minute of staring into her glassy amber eyes, he solemnly sighed and hung his head. "Tsunade. You have to believe me when I say that I would never hurt you." His voice was unusually soft and sincere. Almost as if he was finally breaking from the evil shell he's kept himself in for so long.
Tsunade was speechless. She stared blankly at the Sannin on the other end of her bed, his shoulders sunk and his hair hiding his face. Whatever it was that he was about to say was tearing him up as much as it was for her to hear it.
"I've always admired you, Tsunade. I already told you. Out of all the people I would kill, you'd be the last. Actually, you wouldn't even be on the list...You're different," He confessed quietly, an undescribable lump forming in his throat. Orochimaru actually was afraid of something.
'I can't say it...She's the last person i'd want to say something like that to...'
'I'm different? Since when the hell has he been paying attention to me like that?,' The Hokage self queried as confusion crossed her expression.
Slowly, he lifted his head, peering through his long veil of hair at the blonde. His heart felt heavy and butterflies fluttered madly inside his stomach. Not only was he afraid- he was completley embarassed. Tsunade could see a faint pink blush appear at his translucent cheeks, her lips fighting to tug upwards yet she kept them straight.
"Tsunade...I believe I..." He stared at her hopelessly, wishing she could give him a hint of something to say rather than make him say everything. She shook her head. "You believe what?" Orochimaru looked back down while running a hand through his hair. "Tsunade...I...sort of...well, I think I..." Rolling her eyes, she let out a groan of impatience. "Spit it out!!!!"
Lifting back his head, his golden eyes hardened before moving closer to her. Immediatley, she defended herself, her tears freely rolling down her cheeks.
"Stay back!!! Get away from me!!!!"
Tsunade couldn't even blink for he was closing in on her so fast. In the speed of light, he was infront of her, his hands yanking the sheets off of her body. Shocked beyond belief, she could only gasp and watch him through frightened eyes as he looked over her body with a clouded look that could be pass for lust. But it wasn't lust. Examining them closer, she could actually see the faintest ripple of compassion in them mingled with the raw sense of fascination. He was actually marveling at her, just the thought of that made her look at him even more differently than before. When his eyes locked back with hers, Tsunade nearly fainted.
'Why is he looking at me like that?'
"Tsunade..." He muttered her name in a caring whimser, reaching out a hand to wipe away her tears. The brush of his fingers sent her heart thumping, so loud she could hear it pounding, throbbing in her ears. A blush crossed her cheeks and her eyes glazed over in his stare. She couldn't deny the sense of affection that was causing her heart to beat so fast, her mind to become foggy, her hands to gently hold his cheeks.
"Orochimaru...?"
The snake Sannin softened his eyes at the sound of his name, inching in closer and closer to her face subconciously. "Tsunade..." He could feel her sweet breath in soft gasps upon his lips, her eyes looking even more beautiful up close than anything he's ever seen. And almost on cue, the moonlight reappeared from behind a curtain of a cloud, luminating her eyes nearly tenfold. Orochimaru has really never seen anything more beautiful.
His clammy hands found the curvature of her waist and pulled her body closer to his. She nearly hissed at how hot his skin was, squirmed in his hold to ease off the discomfort. But it didn't show in her eyes for she stared at him the entire time.
He looked almost speechless, searched her eyes tenderly for an answer. "Tsunade I...I think I..." Her lips mouthed 'love' silently as if to help him and he slowly nodded. Tsunade wasn't surprised. In fact, she giggled at his shyness. "Hmm, so you love me? Well isn't that the sweetest thing i've ever heard?," She whispered musingly, her eyes following her hands as she brushed aside his bangs. Orochimaru, slightly flabberghasted, said back quietly, "...And...you don't mind?"
"Mind?," Tsunade laughed, feeling as if a big weight was lifted off her shoulders.
'At least one of us said it...'
"Orochimaru, that was so sweet of you. In fact, it was kinda cute. Why couldn't you say it when we were younger?," She continued, lightly scolded him with a flick to the forehead. To her amusement, he still hasn't recovered from shock and could only mouth out inarticulate sounds.
"But...I...you...but...I thought...-" His honey coloured eyes widened slightly when she pressed a finger to his lips. She giggled at his lost for words, but chose not to scold him for that either.
"What's wrong, Orochimaru?"
Leaning up closer to his face, he looked even more shocked than before. Tsunade couldn't supress the giggles she was making. Seeing him like this was the equivalance of seeing Jiraiya give up 'research' for the rest of his life and replacing it with a hobby that was totally out of character. Until their noses touched did she find it a reasonable proximity, but for Orochimaru, not only was he surprised and embarassed, but at the same time he didn't know how long he could control himself around such an impulsive woman. His eyes hesitantley broke from her stare to scan her face. Once he saw her lips, he nearly dove in to kiss her, yet refrained when words started spilling out from them.
"Cat got your tounge?," Tsunade teased, smirking when his shocked expression changed to a dumbfounded one. But no sooner did it change did it change again. Now it was her turn to be surprised when his smirk reappeared accompanied with malicious amber eyes.
A loud gasp came from her when he tugged her body closer to his, so close, she didn't think she could escape such a confinement. "Wrong, Tsunade," He replied evily, his voice low, gazed into her eyes once more. Oh s**t. 'Now he's turning the tables. ********.'
Orochimaru leaned down the small distance needed to touch her lips with his, murmured softly against them, "I have your tounge."
He pressed his lips harder onto hers, yearning for a response from her deep in his heart. Closing her eyes, Tsunade tilted her head off to the side and moaned gently. He kissed her again, feeling his self awareness slipping away. Their slow kisses evolved into even longer ones until he boldly, without permission, slithered his tounge inside her mouth. If she could, she would have moaned his name, but was content with giving a soft hum of approval, her hands reaching up to grasp the front of his shirt. Sounds of moans filled the room along with the hasty rustling of clothing.
Tsunade, at that point, could care less if he was the most evil person in the world, because she was ready for sex and she'd be damned if she sent him away now. Her fingers swiftly helped him remove his shirt, threw it over his shoulder onto the floor. His skin felt even hotter than before and it almost felt as if her own skin was burning, and not from desire. But, once again, she could care less. Grabbing his shoulders, she groaned into their kiss of tounges and yanked him down onto the bed ontop of her. Supressed giggles slowly started to release when his hands started to massage her flat stomach.
'She's ticklish?...I can use this to my advantage...' The snake Sannin smirked in their kiss and lifted his hands so his finger pads were the only things touching her stomach before tracing simultaneous circles onto her sensitive skin. Tsunade quickly pulled out of the kiss, soft, frenzied laughter escaping her throat. "Oro...chi...maru!!!," She exclaimed, her hands desperatley trying to pry his hands away from her stomach.
"Hmm, women are so weak. Tickle their stomachs and they admit defeat. I could certaintly use this tactic for another time."
Tsunade by then was doubled over with laughter, tears in her eyes again. "Stop!!! Orochimaru, quit it!!!," She choked inbetween breaths.
Orochimaru stopped, not because she admitted defeat, but because her hard laughter has forced her breaths to become twice as labored. He stared at her chest while she wasn't looking, marveling at her breasts like any other pervert that had tried to stare even for five seconds before she would knock them out. But alas, he wasn't as sneaky as he had thought.
"Orochimaru..." Her voice was a hushed growl and he knew all too well how easy it was to anger her. He summoned up all his courage then chanced a gaze down at her. Tsunade didn't look happy, but the questionable eyebrow she had raised only spurred further questions that he chose not to ask.
"You're a real pervert, you know that? I have to start calling you the new Jiraiya."
Orochimaru frowned at the statement. But he chose once more to keep his mouth shut. She did say she hated when he talked so much, plus he didn't want to anger her again like the umpteenth times he's done since he broke into her room. Tsunade rolled her eyes.
"The next time you ever do that, i'm really going to punch you. But i'll let it slide, I guess. It can't be helped. You're a pervert after all," She said with a disappointed sigh. Tsunade reached upwards after a moment and tucked back some strands of hair behind his ear.
"But you know...I only let it slide because you're so damn sexy." Her deliberate stare up at him could only mean that she was teasing him, the demure way she batted her eyelashes and the playful pout her lips were making. So beautiful. It took all his strength just to stop his impulsive reflexes. He wanted to kiss her, do so many things to her that his mind wouldn't allow so much contemplating at once. Orochimaru, for the first time in his life, was completley drained of being capable to do anything. Mentally that was.
Through the lust, when he really looked at her, she was just too good to be true. Could their relationship progress? Could they ever fall in love? What if they did, then what? Of course their romance would be scorned. It was a complete waste to even consider thinking of trying to love her. As Hokage, she couldn't possibly have a child who's father is the most hated enemy of the hidden leaf village. Just as his hopes started to fade of their relationship, she grabbed the back of his neck and forced him into a full kiss. His eyes widened at the pursuit, the vibration of her lips against his as she moaned stirring up his queries even more. Yet, for her sake, he'd comply as he kissed her back, hands finding their way back at her waist, slowly wrapping his arms around her until her bare chest collided with his.
Tsunade wasn't denying him any longer. Words couldn't describe the sense of accomplishment he felt in his heart, the original adoration for her that increased just from the solitary act alone of kissing her. She wasn't ignoring his pleads of passion, but embracing them. And the best part of it all was- he didn't have to force her. All on her own. Who knows? Maybe the blonde Hokage secretly yearned for him as well.
As the kiss progressed, he once again started to touch her. The calluses of his pale hands handled her curvy body with enough gentleness so that she wasn't complaining, yet rough enough to cause the most delicious of shivers to roll over her skin. She had no idea where he learned how to touch a woman, but wherever he did learn, she had to know when and where.
In reaction to his touches, she kissed him harder, demanded he keep up with her, and he did. Never failed her once. Once his tounge started to probe her mouth, Tsunade let out a drone of delight as she gently raked her manicured nails down the sides of his shoulders, running down to his arms. Soon her hands went over his and he took her on a little 'ride' around her body, handling her with the rough gentleness that had her pleading for more.
It didn't take long for him to comply completley with her wishes and was soon too riled up to be gentle with her, nonetheless, flirt. He slowly broke their kiss in one smooth motion, planting a trail of kisses along her jaw line. Orochimaru went right to where the sheets hid the rest of her body and tugged them off. She was now nearly completley naked as well as him, her with her panties and him with his pants. Just the single pieces of clothing alone frustrated their sexual desires and it almost got to the point where he would just rip off her little pair of panties and go for it. But out of his feral state of mind, he considered her feelings and decided not to.
'There's nothing worse than an aroused Tsunade who's gone enraged.'
"Orochimaru...yesss..."
His name sounded like music to his ears when she said it like that, full of lust and desire. To hear it sound like that again, he'd give anything for. So he took it step further and abandoned her upper body. Everything he wanted was below the navel. He wasn't going to lie now, not when the frustrations between eachother have grown so strong. Sexually that was. Orochimaru began kissing down her throat, forcing her to gaze upwards.
Tsunade has never felt so eager for sex than she did right now. He hasn't even done anything to earn his name in the form of harmonic moans and yet she knew it was only beginning. Sooner or later, he'd do something completley out of character and that's when she would lose it. She knew him better than himself sometimes.
Orochimaru was spellbound to her moans as his hands descended down her body like his lips. Her slender fingers ran pleasingly slow through his long hair, all the way until her fingers were weaving through mid-air. And when that happened, she did it again, but she couldn't deny that it has gotten a tad harder for his head was going even further southwards.
"Ohhh, Orochimaru..."
Like before, when his fingers hooked around the edges of her panties, she completley freaked out, but this time around, infact she encouraged him. Doubt had completley left her body. Hesitation seemed to have spiked his arousal for he looked up at her as if for comfirmation of what he was about to do.
"Are you sure it's alright? I can't have you denying me again, Tsunade," He whispered softly. His hands felt so soft and his eyes were equally tender. Looking at him right now had her growing steadily wet and her ache was more painful than ever. She nodded.
"Yes. It's alright..."
She leaned down and awarded him a soft kiss before letting him continue. Her hands planting behind her, she watched with anxious eyes as he slowly tugged her panties down by the hips, her breathing becoming heavier. He was only looming over her precious of places, yet the proximity of his closeness was causing her body to tremble slightly, the woman in no control of her actions whatsoever.
Orochimaru caught this. Smirking gently, he whispered casually, "Anxious?" "Mhm." He gave a soft chuckle, averting his amber eyes up to chance a glance of her face. Her eyes were all cloudly like, biting her lower lip. "Then good. I just love a woman who can't wait. Makes it all the more exciting, no?," He continued smoothly as her panties reached her ankles. Tsunade silently nodded, watched when he threw the flimsy things behind him. Now she was completley naked, but she could care less at the moment for the snake Sannin was parting her thighs. Her breath caught in her throat at the gesture, anticipating every single movement he made.
"You're not a virgin, I hope, Tsunade?," He mused, taking in the sight of her glazed folds, exposed c**t. She almost didn't hear him for her blood was pulsing so madly through her ears. Looking into his eyes which were leveled with hers, she shook her head, damning herself mentally for her sudden muteness. But you couldn't blame her for being speechless, with the malicious look he was giving her. Orochimaru smirked wider.
"Of course. Silly me. Why would I ask something so obvious?"
Tsunade almost regained her voice back to defend herself when he opened his mouth, his long tounge flopping out. And that's when, for the first time, she praised the man for such a ridiculously long tounge.
Pleased with the reaction from her, he flirted just a little and flexed his tounge as if he was licking ice cream.
"Orochimaru...gods, you know just how to frustrate a woman," Tsunade breathed, never taking her eyes off of his tounge. Her dirty little mind had racing thoughts of what he could do to her, how she knew this wouldn't be the last time she'd have him in her bed.
"And I know how to please one too," He boasted before extending his tounge further, watched evily as her eyes descended like his tounge. The Hokage didn't know what to expect, but if he didn't have to place his head inbetween her thighs to please her oraly then you could probably guess what his intentions would be. She braced herself before his tounge flicked playfully over her swollen nub. A whimper escaped her lips. He did it again and again, painfully slow, whimpers evolving into soft moans. The high pitched sighs muddled in with her moans sounded into his ears with a melodic tune only someone like him could conjure up. Orochimaru was merely teasing her though, both of them knew it.
The blonde haired kunoichi broke the stare to close her eyes, lips parted constantly as he gently cleaned off her essence from her earlier orgasim. Each stroke of his tounge on her bundle of nerves sent her on edge, all of her awareness a thing of the past.
"********, no...ohhh..."
Her body fidgeted as if she could never get comfortable and she found herself moving her hips with his tounge movements. He was only teasing with her, but the teasing would all build up sooner or later. That was his plan.
From the quanity of moans coming from her, he could conclude that this wasn't the first time someone's done this to her. It only drove him to please her twice as much. Without warning, he stopped lapping at her p***y then in one fluent stroke, drove his tounge up into her tight walls.
Flying her eyes open, Tsunade stared up at Orochimaru, only to be greeted with a smirk tugging at his lips. She dared a look down at his tounge, only to see a fraction of it disappeared inside of her. "Oro...chi..." She couldn't even say the last syllable of his name for the shock of his penetration still overwhelmed her. Soft moans danced through his ears, the source, the trembling woman infront of him. The ecstasy that was occuring inside of her was just unbelievable, words couldn't describe. Almost on reflex, she lifted her hands onto his shoulders, pleading for him to never stop the delicious assault on her spasming walls.
She never knew someones tounge could do what his was doing, nonetheless attempt to try it. In and out it thrusted with a sinfully slow tempo, never giving mercy. It almost felt too good to be true. The wetness of his tounge mingled with the slickness of her p***y resulted in the most amazing sex she's ever experienced, and they weren't even having intercourse yet.
"My, my, someones excited..."
She abruptly looked up at him, still not over the fact that he was still able to talk even with his tounge out. "What's that supposed to mean?," She lashed back, her sex shrouded mind becoming unpleasantly plagued with anger. The woman told him before that he talked too much. And just when she was focusing so hard on her orgasim too.
"You were wet before I even started," He whispered as he curled the tip of his tounge inside of her teasingly, watched her hold back a moan in which she let out as a whimper.
"And now here you are about to have yet another orgasim. I never knew women your age could even endure such an experience, nonetheless-"
"You know what, Orochimaru? Now, not only are you ******** up my orgasim, but you're seriously pissing me off."
"I am, are I?"
"I didn't speak ******** Chinese, you b*****d-" "Alright then. That's all you had to say, Tsunade," He laughed gently while retracting his tounge back into his mouth. Secretly, she was going to miss how good his tounge felt, but for one reason or another, was now holding up yet another barrier against him. Hard-to-get was something she was good at- and he was someone who was good at getting those hard-to-get women. Wow. Small world.
Orochimaru spread open her legs even further then slid a hand down to her entrance. Once she felt his fingers move against her c**t, she had the strongest urge for some reason to kiss the smirking b*****d. ******** the barrier now. Completley caught off guard, the snake Sannin felt her hands clamp the back of his neck before having her lips crush against his. Slightly overcome with shock, he continued to subconciously toy with her sensitive nub, drawing out even louder moans from her than before. When Orochimaru learned something new, he made sure to store it in his mind for another time and learning about what turned her on was no exception.
It didn't take long for their kiss to mature into tounges and what seemed to look like they were literally slobbing over eachother, Tsunade being able to taste herself in the hotness of his mouth. His expert fingers continuously toyed with her c**t, even mixing it up a little, bringing his fingers down to her seeping slit before heading back to her c**t, even with lubrication as he rolled the swollen nub between his fingers.
Either it was him or he was going delusional. But he could have sworn he felt the woman trembling, her thighs bracing close to his which were obstructing her legs from closing together. Tsunade proved his delusions to be true when she broke the kiss, manicured nails raking hard up his back as she cried out his name through labored gasps. And right after that did he feel something extraordinary.
Hot as lava, yet as slow as molasses, he personally couldn't tell how slowly it was pouring out for there was so much of it. Her juices coated his entire hand and then some. Unprepared from the sudden release, Orochimaru brought his hand up and stared at the shiny essence that was her climax all over his hand. Tsunade continued to moan and gasp, softly into his ear when she leaned over to it. Her teeth bit pleasingly hard on his cartilage, nipped it inbetween moans.
"******** me now, I can't take it..."
At first, the Sannin didn't know what to do, drawn like a moth to a flame with her seductive words yet yearning so much to tase the essence that was her climax. "Tsunade, how can I when I have a hand covered with your-" A little more impatient than expected, the blonde haired Hokage lifted her head from his ear and gave him a heavy glare.
"You have some damn nerve...just watch and when i'm done, the pants are coming off and we're ********, understand?"
Bold words leaving him flabberghasted, she took his blinking as means of his approval. Tsunade grabbed his wrist and engulfed his forefinger into her mouth, licking up the sweet subtance that was her orgasim. Even more shocked, Orochimaru could only stare as the sensual actions had his pants feeling even tighter than before. The heat of her mouth had him fantasizing about other places she could put it, and her tounge swiped up her own essence as if it was second nature.
As she finished licking up the last off his hand, she let out a long, throaty moan that she knew would have him going crazy. And to her pleasure, he did. Orochimaru didn't even let her finish for he snatched his hand back and kissed her hard, in hopes of finding some of her climax still in her mouth for him to taste. Tsunade instantly closed her eyes and moaned again, bringing him back down ontop of her on the bed.
'Now we're getting somewhere...'
He hastily took off his pants as his kissing became even wilder with the blonde kunoichi. Her heart thumped with a rapid rhythm that she knew he could feel as their heated bodies pressed together. Tsunade couldn't help but moan into his mouth when she felt his large erection press inbetween her thighs. She never wanted the sensation he was giving her to end, never wanted his methods of seduction to stop. Momentarily, both of them were now completley naked on her bed, the only noises were that of the Hokage's moans as his hands resumed their rapturous assault on her body.
"Orochimaru..." His name from her lucious lips drove him insane with desire, his tantilizing hands squeezing and massaging every fleshy part of her body in its descending path. She was completley intoxicated with large amounts of desire for the Sannin, the simplest of kisses on her neck making her delirious. Her mind felt a sudden surge of reality when his hands reached her thighs, parting them a little wider.
It was the funniest thing. One moment, she had all the desire in the world to endure any type of sex he would give to her, and now- she was apprehensive. Again.
'Is this right?...Should I let him? I've delayed him before. There's no telling what he'll do if I delay him again.'
Unexpectantly, he stopped his kisses on her neck, lifted his head to stare into her eyes. Both locked in a heavy stare, eachothers eyes held the same emotion. Hurt. "Tsunade...If you are reluctant, I can understand."
She gasped inaudibly, watched his frown grow, the hurt in his amber eyes deepen. The last thing she wanted to do to him was upset him, to see him like this was tearing her apart. Tsunade shook her head.
"No. I'm not. I want you in every way possible, Orochimaru. Really, I do," confessed the kunoichi, gently holding his face in her soft hands. Orochimaru studied her face for a moment.
"I sensed apprehension earlier. Are you sure?" Nodding, she reached up and awarded him a chaste kiss. "Yes. Yes, i'm sure."
Tsunade suddenly went rigid when she felt the tip of his erection slide past her slippery entrance and into the hot, tight caverns of her womanhood. She clenched her eyes shut, grabbing his shoulders as he quickly fit himself into her. Not that it hurt her or anything, but when the man was known to be nothing but a malicious villian who killed and manipulated without second thought, you couldn't blame the Hokage for being cautious. Her walls easily invited him in and from the size of him, Tsunade was grateful she wasn't a virgin.
'I'd be in some big trouble if I was.'
"Why on earth are you tense, love? I thought you said you weren't a virgin?," He implored, brow raised as he looked down at her. Peeking open an eye, the Hokage felt a furious blush cover her cheeks before explaining, "Who said I was tense? I was just nervous, that's all."
Cocking a smirk, the Sannin mused, "Nervous? The Hokage?"
With a sudden impulse of defense, the angry kunoichi let her death grip of his shoulders release to fold her arms. A low growl emitting from her mouth, Tsunade tried her hardest from slapping the smirk from his face without losing it.
"How dare you mock me...I'm Hokage, dammit!!!"
"Hokage or not, Tsunade, it still pleases me to see that scowl on your pretty face."
"b*****d!!!!"
Despite the acknowledgement of his love for her and the newfound emotions she had found for him, Tsunade still argued with him, Orochimaru providing the same cocky remarks until she grew irritated.
"If you don't get this over with, I swear you won't live to see tommorow, ********!!!"
"Fine."
Both hands holding up her thighs, he dragged his length out of her constricting walls before thrusting back in. Gasping, Tsunade felt a wave of unfathomable pleasure rush throughout her body, this time even stronger than the others he's given her. The many months without intercourse proved to be agonizing, but with the slow, deep strokes of his d**k, they were healing her of her desire, and infact, was making her even hornier than she's ever been. Wherever he learned to know what pleased a woman, she was going to make sure she knew where.
"Ohhh...ohhh, Orochimaru." Sex was a high, she admitted. For one reason or another, all the hellfire of their previous argument was lost in its own world and she couldn't even find a reason as to why she should stop him now. Not when it felt so good. Her moans like music to his ears, he sped up his pace a little, watching the beautiful woman beneath him writh, begging in her cries for him.
In his wildest of dreams, he's only imagined that she would ever need him for anything. But here she was, unknowingly fulfilling his most desired of fantasies. Slowly, he was brought from his dazed thoughts to the sound of his name in labored moans. Tsunade was nearing release, doubt and apprehension far behind her.
"Please! Orochimaru, harder!!!," She screamed, her pride gone a long time ago.
Raising his eyebrows, he gazed down into her honey orbs, strained lust rippling through them. Displeasing her the last thing on his mind, the black haired Sannin gripped her thighs tighter, through heavy breaths managing to say her name.
"Tsunade...Just bear with me. Don't give up."
"I won't!!! Ahhh, yes!!!" Tsunade met with his maddening strokes, bracing her legs tight around his hips. Those were the last well-managed words either of them spoke for the pleasure was plaguing their minds of everything that mattered, tearing them apart from the things they coveted most- Tsunade, her pride, and Orochimaru, maleovence.
It was hard to concentrate, let alone think, the blonde kunoichi desperate for something, anything, for her to ease the increasing tension inside of her, driving on the border of insanity. She had to get a hold of something. And quick. From the familiar sensation of warm heat pooling within her, it wouldn't be long before her climax would seize her in its sweet release.
Her manicured nails dug into the sheets on either side of her, breathing erratic, eyes closed in desperation to concentrate on her orgasim.
"Ohhh...please...don't stop...," She droned, the groaning man above her barely hearing the shaken words.
The walls of her sex were tighter than ever, strangling and clinging to his erection without any intention to let go. He'd change all of that. All it took was a few good deep thrusts before all hell broke loose. And by hell, I mean Tsunade. Her fists nearly pulling the sheets right off the bed, the blonde haired Sannin tightly closed her eyes, mouth parted for what he feared to be the loudest scream he'd ever hear.
"OROCHIMARU!!!!!"
Yup. He was right. The intense spasming of her p***y triggered his own release, both of them visibly shaking. Tsunade writhed and arched her back, unable to keep still from the delicious sin of her orgasim. Her high pitched shaken cries sounded foreign in her ears, the only means of his exertion were that of hard breaths and low groans. She thought she'd never feel like this again. Finally, when the sensations started to ease away, her head fell back onto her pillows with a sudden sense of fatigue. She was so tired, yet the continuous soft moan-like breaths from her throat ceased to stop.
His grip on her thighs gradually decreased until he let them go all together, resisting the urge to fall ontop of her. Once
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