Temari's smirk widened as he continued to gawk.

"What are you waiting for, Naruto?" she said, looking at him. "Take your fucking pants off."

She didn't need to tell him twice.

His heart was racing, pounding in his ears. And oh God his cock—he yanked down his trousers and it came tumbling out, roaring, rearing back and twitching, throbbing, pulsating before his very eyes.

Temari already seemed short of breath just staring at it. Her face was hot, her breasts heaving, her gusto vanishing in the presence of that beast.

"I want it," she said, licking her lips in such a sensual, sexy way that it had Naruto's member twitching. "I want you," she corrected.

Naruto felt him come to the surface. That part of him that wanted to conquer, to dominate, to destroy.

He inhaled deeply.

"Then spread your legs for me," he muttered, and it doesn't sound like him and yet, frighteningly, it does.

If Temari wasn't already soaking, then the way he said that would have made her that way regardless. "Always," she whispered.

The gorgeous blonde batted her eyes at him, an action that her conscious self would cringe at. Yet this wasn't her conscious self. This was her cock craving self that needed a good dicking… by any means necessary.

She spread her legs as far as they could go, and yet even that didn't seem enough. Temari swallowed, then clamped her hands down on her thighs, pulling at her legs, spreading them wider, her wet and throbbing pussy an inviting target for the well hung stud standing not five meters away.

Even the idea of him having the restraint to resist that alluring sight was ridiculous.

Some men liked the idea of fucking a woman once and then kicking her to the curb. A quick pump and dump, as some people called it.

Not Naruto.

He'd already fucked Temari—he had already made her scream his name, claw at his back and beg for more. He'd already came deep inside of her, packed her womb full of his seed, claimed her.

But he still wanted more; he craved more. Even with Sakura and Tsunade to fuck and unload into, Temari had been on his mind. A small part of the many women he'd fucked on his journey were in on his mind. They were a part of him, of his legacy.

Of course, it was a legacy of broken pussies and creampied cunts, women begging for more and Naruto having to leave them behind to continue his journey with Jiraiya. But it was a legacy nonetheless.

And this chapter of that legacy had begun with Temari.

He licked his lips as he stared at her. The look in his eyes… it made her quiver.

"Fuck me," she begged, yes, begged. "Please."

Naruto continued to stare at her for a moment long, member throbbing.

Then, he gave her his response.

"Okay."

One hand holding the base of his member, he placed the other gently on her belly, holding her quivering frame still. Temari's fingers drifted from her thighs inward, and soon she's holding her pussy lips open for him, inviting him inside.

He took the invitation and ran with it.

Naruto groaned as he eased himself inside of her, the blonde so wet and so dangerously aroused that even his substinstal length could fit in there.

"Ga- gah!" she cried out, throwing her head back, screwing her eyes closed. "I forgot-"

He slid a few inches inside of her quite comfortably. She bucked and moaned, her teal eyes widening, her mouth half-open.

"Forgot what?" he asked, when she failed to elaborate.

Temari swallowed her pride—if she had any left. "How big you are," she whispered. "I feel… I feel so full…"

Naruto grinned from ear-to-ear. He grasped her waist tightly with both hands, eager to jump right into the thick of things, his hips pumping back and forth with a swift pace already set.

She moaned. "Oh fuck," she ground out.

It was overwhelming. His warmth, pulsating inside of her. The feeling of his fingers surrounding her waist. His gaze burning into her body as he devoured the sight of pert breasts, rising up and down, her pretty lips looking so inviting, her eyes screaming 'fuck me, fuck me, fuck me'.

He was intoxicated.

"Ah, fuck," Naruto grumbled.

He paused for a moment, shaking his head, remembering what had happened last time he had gone too far with Temari… how she had, seemingly, turned into a different person, eager to suck him off when she had point blank refused not a day before.

His cock throbbed angrily inside of her, seemingly upset at the fact that he had stopped. It twitched, so mightily that it caused Temari to buck and to moan.

It was mocking him… reminding him of the effect that he had on her. He didn't even need to thrust; a simple twitch of his dick had her begging for more. This was the dominance he had over them, the power.

It was…

He shook his head.

It was something, that was for sure.

As much as a small part of him was screaming to stop, to pull out—he knew that wasn't going to happen. He was oh so pent up, he was frustrated, maybe a little angry, and he'd be damned if he went another night without creampieing a gorgeous woman.

All that built up pressure in his gut seemed to loosen as he began to slowly, achingly, painstakingly ease more and more of his cock into Temari's welcoming depths.

She was so needy. She wanted it, so badly. It felt almost criminal to deny her what she craved most.

"I want your cum inside me," Temari whimpered as he pushes and pushes. He's so deep she can hardly breathe.

Naruto laughed. "Like I would cum anywhere else," he said. "But…" Oh God, what was he saying? "I feel like you should have to work for it a little more, Temari."

She blinked. "Huh…?"

Temari's practically on the verge of tears as he began to pull out of her. Soon his cock is free, swinging, dripping her potent juices and dribbles of precum onto the carpet. He took a step back.

"Bend over for me," is all Naruto asked, and that was all he needed to say.

Temari found the strength to flip herself over, to plant her legs firmly on the ground and spread them. She bent over, presenting her sopping wet snatch to him. It was his, exclusively for him to fuck. That thought alone had him groaning as his member throbbed.

He eased himself inside of her again, but he stopped with just an inch or so. Just enough to make her entire body tingle, but not quite enough to give her the pleasure she was quickly becoming addicted to.

"Please," she whimpered, gyrating her hips against him. "Please!"

"You have to work for it," Naruto murmured, and his restraint is unreal in that moment, and yet he knew the pay off would be all the more worth it.

Temari grit her teeth, knowing what he wanted.

Slowly, she began to push back.

It's tough—her eyes are screwed up, her fingers digging into the sofa cushions.

It's a different experience entirely. The feeling of being penetrated versus the feeling of forcing herself to be penetrated. Naruto hasn't moved a muscle, he's just sitting there as she pushed back against him. She can feel his cock slipping deeper and deeper inside of her, all of her own accord.

"Why are you so big-!" she said, and true frustration is in her voice.

Naruto merely stood there, hands folded over his chest. It was amusing, how Temari was already writhing, struggling to push more of his fat cock inside of her, and yet there was still so, so much to go for her. He almost felt sorry.

Almost.

"Do you want it?" he asked, and there's this deeply ingrained need that she doesn't pick up on. "Do you want me?"

"Yes," she hissed. "Yes, I fucking want you, Naruto," Temari said. "I want you to skewer me with your big fucking cock. Please, please, please~"

To a boy who had grown up with no one to care for him, hearing that come from a girl's mouth was unreal.

Naruto swallowed.

Maybe he could reward her, just a little.

She gasped as he put his hands on her ass cheeks, gripping firmly. She moaned as he began to thrust in and out of her, Temari squealing with glee as his member tunneled into her cunt.

"Oh God, yes," she moaned. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" In tune with his thrusts, her moans were, and Naruto felt as if he were on top of the world.

She came and oh God it was so tight, Naruto felt as if his cock were being suffocated. He was so pent up, so frustrated—

He came not a few seconds later and it was such a massive fucking load.

Temari bucked and moaned at the heat being unloaded into her, the sheer volume of his seed, packing her to the brim and then some. Every shot of cum making her shudder, every grunt he exuded making her want more and more.

Eventually her orgasm faded, and soon his did as well.

He pulled out of her, and he waited, and then there it was, the gorgeous sight of his cum leaking out of her.

"Fuck," Naruto breathed, and his self control faded for a brief moment as he swatted Temari straight on the ass.

She hissed, but moaned, going limp against the couch.

"You're amazing," she groaned, voice muffled. "Fucking amazing."

Naruto grinned. "I know," he said, scooping her up with ease.

She giggled as he kissed his way down her neck, his hands showing no hesitation in running up and down her stunning body.

Steam engulfs them. The hot water rains down on their nude bodies, adding to the atmosphere. He's rubbing his enormous erection against her inner thighs, but refrained from easing himself inside of her.

He wanted to enjoy this.

"Mmm… I want you inside of me," Temari moaned, pressed up against the wall and bucking her hips weakly. "I've waited far, far too long Naruto; you'd better be ready to go all night."

"I know I'll be able to," he said, a twinkle in his big blue eyes. "My only question is whether you'll be able to keep up."

She opened her mouth to respond, but all she can let out is a choked gasp as he gets down on his knees, parts her legs, and latches his lips to her aching pussy.

He's not just some stud with a big dick, Temari knows. Her well hung lover has always had the technique to back it up as well, and well, that didn't necessarily extend to just his cock.

His tongue was unbearably skilled, as were his fingers; both of which Temari found out right then and there, as Naruto pressed her up against the wall of his shower and made her cum so hard that she saw stars.

"Fuck!" she cried, grabbing onto the nearest objects and holding on for dear life as he worked away at her. "Oh God! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

It's not cold that makes her shiver, but rather, the sheer pleasure that he thoroughly dumps on her. Her eyes are welling up as her orgasm finally fizzles out.

Temari panted, head bowed, vision out of focus. All she could hear was the steady sound of the shower raining down on them.

"You taste great," Naruto said, sensually licking his lips.

Temari shuddered. Her teal eyes half-lidded, she kept her hands against the wall, lest her wobbly knees buckle and give out on her.

His cock bobbed and quivered before her very eyes—it looked so hard, so excruciatingly hard, and she's reminded of just how Naruto is, the type of guy to eat out a girl and ensure her pleasure despite obviously straining with his own arousal.

She licked her own lips.

It was distasteful; but if he was willing to do it for her, she ought to be willing to return the favor. "Get on your feet," she said quietly.

Naruto blinked, then stood straight, towering quite plainly over her.

Temari swallowed down the lump in her throat. Then, carefully, she sunk to her knees in front of him.

Intimidated was a word she could use to describe what she felt right there and then in that moment. Because really, it was daunting, having that beast of a cock waving right in front of her.

She could smell it. She could count the individual veins that ran along its surface. And god, was the sheer sight of it intoxicating.

Oh, how she wanted it inside her. Yet she knew that this act wasn't going to be for her, no, it would be for him.

As she palmed it, she shivered, feeling the heat it exuded. So big and mighty—she lifted it up, dipped her head down, and allowed the expanse of it to ooze over the surface of her head. She could feel the weight of it bearing down, precum smearing down the back of her neck.

Then, perhaps more for his enjoyment than anything else, she put on a show.

"You're so big," she said, a look of astonishment on her face. She stroked him with both hands, relishing in the feeling of his smooth shaft beneath her soft fingers.

"I know," Naruto murmured, and there was this big, dumb grin on his face.

It throbbed between her fingers—he was eager, so eager, and the fact that she made him this way made her heart pump vigorously.

Maybe she ought to articulate what she wanted, Temari thought.

"I want you inside of me," she stated matter of factly, her teal eyes a little wider than normal. She let her tongue slip from her mouth, and gently, gingerly, the blonde ran it along the underside of his shaft. "I want all of this inside of; filling me." She inhaled deeply. "Do you want to fill me, Naruto?"

"Yes…" he hissed, voice low, blue eyes dark.

She continued on, as if she hadn't heard the words that had come out of his mouth.

"Because I want you to fill me," Temari murmured. She stroked him rougher now, her wet pussy quivering at the thought of him inside of her. "I want you to fuck me with everything you've got, Uzumaki Naruto. I want you to make me your dirty, dirty little cum slut."

His fists clenched at his side; she watched him as he grit his teeth, closed his eyes. It took everything he had and then some to remain still, to allow her to slowly stroke his cock and whisper those dirty filthy things that came out.

It was a testament to his tremendous willpower, the kind that had allowed him to go so long without a pussy to quench his lust. Between the end of Jiraiya's training and his first dalliance with her in Sunagakure had been an immense amount of time, time he had spent bathed in desire.

Now that the beast was unleashed, now that he remembered quite clearly what it was like to conquer a woman, there was no holding him back.

Every lick, every word—it helped, but it wasn't the cause of what was going to happen. It merely helped it along, because it was a matter of when, not if she was going to get pounded like an animal that very night.

"I want you so badly, Temari…" he whispered, his voice so low and deep to be almost unrecognizable. "Can I have you?"

It was so innocent, the way he asked it. Can I have you?

As if she wasn't already his. As if she hadn't already experienced the feeling of being plugged up by that massive cock, of being fucked, creampied, filled to the brim and rebirthed.

The idea that he needed to ask for access to her body was laughable…

Because yes, she had pushed him out of her apartment. She had been ashamed of it, the thought of wanting a man so deeply, of falling to the point where she'd gladly suck his cock.

But time had gone by and her cravings hadn't gotten any better. She'd wake up in the morning with soaked panties and thoughts of being fucked senseless. Day after day…

It was senseless to fight it. The need to be conquered.

He could have her anytime he wanted; he didn't even need to ask. If he paid a trip to Sunagakure, slid into her apartment while she was sleeping, spread her legs and made himself at home buried inside of her pussy…

She would let him.

"You can have me whenever you want, Naruto," Temari purred, still stroking his cock. She nuzzled her head against the beast, warm and content. "All you have to do is take me."

Something inside of him seemed to twist.

He looked down at her, and she felt the shift in his chakra.

Uzumaki Naruto said not a word. His eyes were calm—the only thing he did was unclench his fingers.

Maybe a list of credentials wasn't necessary, but still, maybe it was best to be clear. Naruto was one of the two people who had saved the world; he was a sure-fire future Hokage, a new God of Shinobi.

He was fast, so crazily fast that when he and Satsuki sparred it was impossible to keep up with the speed of their taijutsu.

Temari knew this.

She knew this.

But it was still surprising when he moved faster than she could ever hope to comprehend.

It was still a shock when she was pinned to the bottom of the bathtub, hot water cascading into her face, his strong arms and legs holding her down with ease.

Naruto growled as he slid himself inside of her.

Making himself at home buried in her tight pussy.

Right where he belonged.

Her cries and moans started off soft, but soon grew frantic, even more heated than the steaming water that fell on them.

It was so intense, so passionate; his hips were a blur, his hands locked tight around her and forcing her to hold still as he drilled her with powerful thrust after powerful thrust.

All she could do was to sink her claws into his back and hold on for dear life.

Her screams of passion echoed off the walls of the bathroom.

"Cum inside of me-" was her only demand. Other than that, he could do whatever he wanted to her.

He seemed content with simply fucking her into oblivion, however.

It crept up on her faster than she could imagine, faster even than the burning thrusts of his cock into her molten core.

With a gasp and a ringing cry, Temari came, the orgasm so intense as to make her practically convulse. That is, if he wasn't holding her down.

It was practically torture, sitting there, her orgasm contained. She couldn't convulse, she couldn't buck her hips, she couldn't do anything as he pistoned into her so hard and so fast as to make her thighs turn Sharingan red.

"Don't stop," she cried, but it came out more a garble of words than anything else.

She was losing sense, she was losing track of where she was.

Was it Sunagakure? Was it that first night where he'd fucked her and turned her into a moaning, drooling mess?

No, it was Konohagakure. It was his shower, the second round of many, with Naruto driven by a need so intimate and intense that even he couldn't hold back… he had to cum, he had to conquer, and fortunately for Temari, she was the closest pussy around.

He was a monster among men, but even he had limits, and all of it, everything that had built up to this and more, was making him go wild.

Naruto gave no warning when he let loose; he simply sunk himself as deeply inside of her as he could manage, roared, then came harder than he had in ages.

It was such an immense, intense orgasm, the kind that would leave an ordinary man incapable of walking. He leaned down, kissing her as he came inside of her, and she felt so close to him in that moment.

She was his woman; she knew that now. No other man was able to so effortlessly penetrate her defenses like he could. No other man could make her feel like this.

As her second orgasm came to a head, as his burning hot seed filled her womb for what would certainly not be the last time, Temari could only see Naruto, feel Naruto, think about Naruto.

He was her everything, right there and then in that bathtub.

The bedsprings quaked gently beneath the intensity of his thrusts.

That was one thing Naruto found about Temari—he couldn't be gentle. She was so hot, so enticing, with her Suna looks and her rakeish personality. It just made him want to conquer her all over again.

Yet it seemed as if he wouldn't reach his third orgasm of the night.

She was already giving out on him, practically unresponsive. Her fingernails were raw from scratching him in her passion—his back was unblemished, of course, thanks to the Kyubi.

Naruto exhaled, then, with obvious reluctance, halted in his thrusts.

It was no fun fucking a limp ragdoll, and with all the credit in the world to Temari, that was what she was now.

He sighed, then ran a hand through his hair.

Pulling out of her, he sat beside her, his hard and still erect cock lurking in the bedsheets like some kind of serpent.

She twitched, she even moaned occasionally; but obviously her ability to talk was all but gone, for now at least.

Naruto yawned.

"I'm glad you're here," he admitted, stroking her cheek gently. He leaned down, kissing her chastely on the lips. "I missed you."

Just because Temari was here now didn't mean that Tsunade and Sakura's schedules were suddenly cleared up.

So, whether she liked it or not (and she liked it a lot), Naruto spent most of his time with the Sunagakure-born kunoichi.

It wasn't all intense fucking though.

"You wouldn't believe the look on my face when she got back up! Turns out, Haku had never meant to kill her at all!"

Naruto laughed and talked through slurps of ramen; Temari sat there, smiling as he talked, her own bowl of ramen gently being picked at.

Of course, a lot of it was intense fucking.

Temari could only groan in ecstasy as yet another load was deposited inside of her.

"You're amazing," she whimpered, feeling so empty as she felt him pull out of her. Her body gave out and it wasn't long before she slipping away, her eyes fluttering closed and her breathing evening out.

Naruto grinned. "I know," he said, kissing her on the cheek.

He inhaled deeply.

Three days had passed since Temari had come to Konohagakure. Those three days had been full of bliss for the two blondes, naturally, and Temari had been shot full of more cum that most women were in a lifetime.

And neither of them were even close to tired of each other.

Time was ticking however, and as Temari drifted off to sleep on that Tuesday evening, Naruto's thoughts drifted to something else.

I'm supposed to go over to Kurenai's for dinner tomorrow, he remembered.

The attraction he'd felt to Kurenai.

Part of him knew that all of it couldn't be attributed to his lust in the time where Sakura and Tsunade had been too busy to fuck, and Temari hadn't shown back up yet.

Kurenai was an immensely attractive woman, and well, he was going over to her house tomorrow night; alone. It was going to be just him and her. Thankfully, Mirai would be there as well, but at the same time…

Anything could happen.