A Challenge For Dominance
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Anko could've sworn she heard crickets chirping.
The amber eyes of her Hokage stared blankly back at her. Apparently the buxom blonde's brain was broken.
Various methods of rebooting said brain pranced through Anko's mind, all of which involved kunai, ninja wire, and the occasional senbon. She smiled a smile that the majority of her fellow villagers would call 'insane.' As far as she was concerned it was her 'cute face.'
Finally, the Hokage blinked and it was like everything re-engaged at once.
"THEY WHAT?" she shrieked.
"Fucked like dogs, humped like bunny rabbits, did the horizontal mambo, made the beast with two backs...I can't really think of any other way to say it right now, just give me a few seconds..."
The door slammed open and Shizune sprinted in, a senbon poised and ready to throw. "Tsunade-sama, what's happened?" she asked, all business, eyes darting back and forth, looking for potential threats.
"Nothing, leave!" Tsunade said briskly, trying to pretend she hadn't a care in the world and failing miserably.
Shizune looked back and forth between them; Anko waved happily. She'd always liked Shizune, she was very loyal. Loyalty was cool.
Casting a suspicious look about the room one more time, Shizune turned and left, easing the door latch into place.
The second the door clicked shut, the Godaime leaned forward. "What do you mean they were...um...having sexual intercourse? Are you sure it was them?" she hissed.
"Shaggy wild woman and sun-kissed blond with whisker marks? Yeah, kinda hard to miss 'em, especially with Tsume howling like that."
Naruto's muscles flexed and relaxed in a symphony of motion. Tsume's back was arched, the only parts of her body still touching the bed were the top of her head and the tips of her toes.
Anko found herself wishing she had abs like Tsume's even as her finger worked furiously on her own satisfaction. She didn't even realize that her rhythm was set to the beat of the headboard banging against the wall.
Tsume howled like a wolf at the full moon and collapsed - boneless - back on the bed.
Anko whimpered and spread herself wide with two fingers before plunging three from her other hand deep inside, thankful that the twitterpated couple would be far too out of it to notice her 'taking care of business' just outside their window...
"But...if you really want me to be sure I could watch 'em again tonight?"
"What? No!" Tsunade whispered back vehemently, her eyes filled with what looked suspiciously like horror.
"Ah, c'mon Hokage-sama, are you really having that much trouble dealing with the fact that the kid's got a dick and he's learning how to use it? It's only sex."
The Hokage smacked the palm of her hand on her desk. "With a woman more than twice his age. A woman who has multiple children, one of which is older than him!"
Fuddy duddy, floated through Anko's head. What she said out loud was: "They're adults; it's up to them, isn't it?"
Tsunade slumped back into her chair and sighed. As the quiet drew on, Anko's rather...active imagination took her back to the previous evening again.
Tsume's teeth were clenched together, lips pulled back in a grimace of concentration. Anko thought the way that showed her long canines off was kind of a turn on. Well, maybe it was just the way she was riding Naruto at the moment.
The Inuzuka head was slamming her hips up and down; her snarling, animalistic face a few inches above the boy's. The naked need in the older woman's motions was intoxicating.
Anko's eyes were following wild woman's bouncing ass as though hypnotized.
The wet sounds the couple made when they smacked together made Anko's nipples poke through her fishnet body suit...the only top she really wore. Her breathing was turning shallow and ragged.
Naruto's hand rared back and smacked the older woman's ass (another part of her Anko was jealous of, but at least she had better boobs). Tsume's eyes screwed shut and she let out an odd sort of yelp before Anko saw her abs tighten and her hips started moving even faster than before.
Anko couldn't really remember when her hand had eased its way under her trench coat and started slowly stroking the supple breast beneath, but she wasn't complaining, and her eyes were far too entranced by the oddly beautiful act of lust playing out in front of her to pull them away and investigate.
"Sorry, what was that, Hokage-sama?" she asked, jerking herself back to the present.
"I said, I want you to get over there and send me Inuzuka Tsume, now," the older woman said, her voice all anger and steel.
A part of her wanted to start singing 'Tsume's in trouble, Tsume's in trouble,' but she mastered that impulse and disappeared from the Hokage's office.
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Tsume stared down at the peacefully sleeping face of the man who'd been fucking her silly recently.
She was propped up on her elbow, her hand idly stroking one of her naked tits while she grinned wolfishly down at him.
However, the more she stared at him, the more that smile slipped away. Things were not going the way she had planned.
That first night, it had seemed so simple. She could safely say, without any arrogance, that she could seduce any fifteen year old she wanted. So, she'd picked someone she was sure would fuck her the way she wanted to be fucked, cornered him, stripped down, and then it all went to Hell!
Instead of riding him like he was nothing but a saddle...a tool, there for her pleasure, she'd submitted to him. Something she hadn't done in almost fifteen years. And then...for some reason she still really wasn't sure of, she'd made the pact. She was letting him in too much, he was getting too close, and she knew she had already started to develop a kind of school girl crush on the boy.
This wasn't supposed to be happening.
She was drawn from her thoughts when he groaned and cracked those bright blue eyes of his open.
Grinning again, she snaked her hand down his pleasantly ripped abs and wrapped it around his 'morning problem.' She was never really sure why her husband used to call it that; she'd never had any problem with it at all.
Slowly, she stroked her hand up and down, giving him a very pleasant wake up call.
"Tsume-chan," he grumbled, even though his hips were thrusting in time with her hand, if only slightly. "You're going to kill me! I need rest!"
In response, she pumped her hand a little faster, dragged her thumb across the head, and smirked when he bucked in response.
"Doesn't seem like you're all that interested in resisting," she whispered seductively.
His only response was to close his eyes and rest his hands behind his head.
Tsume chuckled, levered herself on to her knees, and crawled down to kneel by his crotch, her hand never letting up on his member. Once she was in position, she stopped her pumping and looked at him, waiting.
After a moment, he moaned at the loss of motion and cracked his eyes open again.
When his eyes met hers, she smiled her most seductive smile and slowly leaned her head down, her mouth opened suggestively while she did her best to keep her wild head of hair from obscuring his view.
Just as her mouth was covering the head of his cock, the chimes for the front door started ringing.
She smirked when she heard him groan in annoyance, even though she was a little disappointed herself; blowing him usually resulted in a particularly hard bout of sex.
"Be right back," she said, giving his dick a parting squeeze before she hopped off the bed, glancing over her shoulder and smiling when she caught him staring at her naked backside.
She grabbed a robe off the hook on the bedroom door and casually slipped it on while she made her way to the front door. Before she slid it open, she pasted an irritated look on her face.
"What?" she growled out as she opened it, revealing her oldest child. Her irritated face quickly melted into a warm smile. "Oh, hi Hana."
Her daughter gave her a once over, taking in her clothes, or lack thereof. "Am I interrupting something?" she asked pointedly, an amused lilt to her voice.
"Er...well..."
Tsume was saved the embarrassment of explaining to her daughter that she was on the verge of giving a hot man a morning blowjob when Anko landed behind Hana. "Anko-chan!" Tsume said, sounding far more happy than she usual would at seeing the young tokubetsu jounin.
That happiness quickly faded when said tokubetsu jounin said, "Hokage-sama wishes to see you immediately, concerning a certain...vulpine problem."
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! She knows! How did she find out? How!?
She was well and truly fucked, she knew it. And she really didn't like the way Anko was leering at her either.
"Thank you, Anko-chan," she said dismissively, ushering her daughter hurriedly inside. "Just let me change and I'll be on my way."
As soon as the door was shut and Tsume could not longer smell Anko, she started cursing vividly.
"What's wrong, mom?" Hana asked nervously. Her mother cursing wasn't so unusual, but being this angry was a bit out of character for her.
"I...um...well," she was looking furtively at her bedroom door.
"Oh, does this have to do with the new beau the gate guard saw you coming into the compound with? Seduce some poor young Hyuuga, and now his family's out for blood?" Hana asked with a smirk eerily reminiscent of Tsume's own.
"Not exactly," she said cryptically.
Before Hana could dig for anymore answers, the bedroom door slid open and a young, bewhiskered blond stepped into the hall, wearing nothing but a thin pair of flannel pajama pants, and still sporting his 'morning problem.'
"Hey Tsume-chan...?" he called, trailing off as he turned and saw Hana.
Tsume watched her daughter blink several times, looking back and forth between them. Finally, she said, "Hokage-sama's going to kill you."
"I know," Tsume sighed dejectedly.
"What...why?" Naruto asked.
"Naruto-kun," she began patiently, "It's common knowledge that Tsunade-sama is very close to you. She probably won't like me - being about two decades older than you - having sex with you."
"How's that Baachan's business?" Naruto asked - his face contorted in genuine confusion.
"Er..." Neither Inuzuka woman really had an answer for that. Technically, it wasn't the Hokage's business as long as they weren't breaking any laws, which they weren't.
"Well, I have to go see her and try to calm her down," Tsume hurriedly said, once a strained silence had fallen over them. She slipped by Naruto into the bedroom to change.
"You tell that old hag that I'll have sex with whoever I want to!" Naruto called to her through the door.
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Naruto and Hana sat at the kitchen table, both fidgeting.
They had decided to eat some breakfast while they waited for Tsume to return. Unsurprisingly, they found conversation to be hard to come by.
"So..." I've been fucking your mom "...you're Kiba's sister, huh?"
She nodded and smiled weakly. "Yeah, unfortunately I'm related to the baka."
"Nah, Kiba's okay..." when he doesn't look at me like he's gonna kill me for sitting next to his half naked mom "...he was always nice to me in school...well, as nice as he was to everyone else, at least."
Hana chuckled wanly at that. She eased forward in her chair, letting the long brown plait of her hair fall over her shoulder. "Would you like to hear some embarrassing stories about him?" she asked with an evil smile.
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Tsume boldly strolled into the Hokage's office, using every bit of her training to mask her fear, she was 'Clan Head Tsume' right now, it wouldn't do to show fear. "You wanted to see me, Hokage-sama?"
The older blonde had fixed her with quite possibly the coldest glare Tsume had ever seen. It took all of her will power not to shift nervously from foot to foot.
"Sit."
Tsume did...quickly.
"After your...weak...excuses yesterday, I had Anko follow you," Tsunade said without preamble.
The Inuzuka head was pretty pissed about that, and understandably so. The woman had invaded her privacy! Of course, she wasn't stupid enough to risk getting her head ripped off by bringing it up. Plus, as Hokage, she did have the right to monitor anyone she chose to within her village's walls.
"I was very disturbed by her report."
"And why is that Hokage-sama?" Tsume asked levelly.
Tsunade jumped to her feet and slammed a fist down on her desk. "Because you've been...been...doing that with Naruto! A kid, less than half your age, the same age as your own youngest child!"
"And this has nothing to do with who Naruto is to you personally?" Tsume asked bravely, already bracing herself for a beating, should it come to that.
The Hokage's face contorted into barely restrained rage. "Of course it does! I won't have you using my little brother like this!"
Tsume bravely stood her ground, taking a moment to collect her thoughts.
"The sexual habits of consenting adults are not within your jurisdiction, Hokage-sama. I respectfully remind you that we're not breaking any laws."
"I don't give a shit about laws right now!" Tsunade spat.
"And I haven't been using him," Tsume continued, ignoring the Hokage's furious interjection, as well as the stab of conscience she felt...her original intention had been to use him, after all. "If you must know, I've submitted myself to him. He's in charge."
Tsunade seemed to momentarily consider her words, but she did not relax, and her voice retained its cold fury when she spoke again.
"I don't care what lies you've been feeding him, you...you slut. After you'd opened your legs for him, you could've told him the sky was green and he'd believe you, just because you've shown him the tiniest bit of love, even if you've twisted it the way you have."
Tsume closed her eyes and reigned in her temper. After a few moments, she spoke up. "Am I being charged with a crime, Hokage-sama?"
"No," Tsunade ground out through gritted teeth.
"Then good day. I will send Naruto to discuss things with you, since you've already made up your mind that I'm a 'slut' and you have no reason to listen to me."
The clan head stood and stiffly walked to the door. Yanking it open she came face to face with someone she did not want to see...well, technically, it was face to ear. Anko had apparently been listening in.
"Er...hi, Tsume-chan!" she greeted happily, her eyes darting nervously from side to side, looking for an escape route. Without a word, Tsume grabbed Anko by the coat and dragged the purple-haired woman along behind her.
"So, you like watching people have sex, huh?" Tsume asked through gritted teeth.
"Sometimes," admitted Anko blithely, "but I really like participating more."
A few minutes - during which they took to the roofs of Konoha - passed in silence. Finally, Anko spoke up again.
"So...what're you going to do?"
"First," Tsume said in as calm a voice as she could muster, "I'm going to have some nice, angry sex with Naruto - with you way over on the other side of my house - and then I'm going to tell him what Tsunade-sama had to say and let him deal with it however he wants. As for you, I'll tell him what you did and, once again, let him decide."
Anko looked at her in surprise. "You really meant what you said in her office, didn't you? He's really in charge...like a dom."
Tsume shot her an angry glance. "He doesn't really have the personality for that, he just doesn't like being dominated himself, so yes, I submitted to him. Now shut up."
And shut up she did.
Tsume knew this was a farce of course. Anko was talented enough to escape should she want to, and she had a feeling that the special jounin knew what Tsume really planned on doing with her.
She did have her own dominant instincts to satisfy, after all.
Her suspicions were reinforced when she caught Anko grinning.
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"And then he looks up, with mom's bra hanging off his chest, her lipstick all over his face, and her eyeliner in a big circle around his eyes, and says, 'look mommy, I'm a ninja like you!'"
They both burst into laughter, Naruto pounding his fist on the table.
"Bless him, he was only three," Hana continued. "Mom made sure to keep her 'ninja gear' out of his reach after that."
They laughed themselves out after that, eventually dying down into chuckles.
Naruto had just taken a sip of his milk when Hana spoke up again. "So, you've been having sex with my mom, huh?"
She said it so casually that it almost didn't register for a moment. When it did, he spat his milk across the table, fortunately managing to miss her.
Hana chuckled lightly before she became pensive again. "What's it like?" she asked nervously.
Realizing she wasn't on the verge of tearing him a new one, Naruto tried to calm his own nerves. "Rough," he answered honestly.
They both shared a nervous chuckle. "I'd heard mom was like that, a lot of the other women in the clan, too. Most people assume it's an Inuzuka trait, but I'm not so sure I'd like it." She looked him in the eye, her cheeks colored bright pink from embarrassment. "Is it...good?"
"Oh, it's awesome!" Naruto answered enthusiastically, "and Tsume-chan hasn't complained yet, so I guess she likes it."
"Hmm...I might try that one day then, but I think I'd like my first time to be gentle, at least."
Naruto looked at her with a bewildered expression. "Why? It didn't hurt me at all!"
Hana chuckled a little; most of her awkwardness seemed to fade away. "It's a little different for girls on their first time, Naruto-kun. Remember, when you're having sex with a virgin, go slow. Most girls like a little romance their first time."
Their conversation was interrupted by the front door being slung open so hard that they could hear it all the way down the hall. Tsume stormed in; dragging Mitarashi Anko behind her oddly enough.
"Naruto, bedroom, now," she ordered in clipped tones. "Hana, I suggest you leave, unless you wanna watch."
"Can I watch?" Anko asked excitedly. Tsume ignored her.
To Naruto's surprise, Hana actually seemed to consider it for a moment. Her eyes traveled from Tsume, to Anko, to Naruto himself, and then back to Tsume. "Not right now, thanks, maybe later, when you're less pissed off."
Tsume turned and dragged her cargo back down the hall without another word.
"Tsume-chan, wait, what's wrong!?" Naruto called after her.
"Bedroom, now!" she shouted back over her shoulder.
Not knowing what else to do, he exchanged goodbyes with Hana and then complied.
Five minutes later, Naruto found himself lying on the bed, still in nothing but his pajama bottoms, calmly waiting for Tsume.
Just as he was starting to get a little worried, she burst through the door. With nary a word, she started ripping off her jounin uniform - literally ripping it off - and stomped towards the bed, her tits bouncing free of the tatters of her dark shirt.
Leaping onto the bed, the angry woman straddled Naruto's crotch, already yanking the waistband down.
Naruto growled, realizing that he wasn't in control, and control was very much a place he wanted to be in.
With a quick movement, he snagged her wrists and whirled them, leaving Tsume beneath him with her legs wrapped reflexively around his waist. To his surprise, she used their momentum to roll over again, leaving them dangerously close to the edge of the bed, and her on top once more.
He was getting angry now, and he looked up into her face, intent on voicing his displeasure, but came up short.
She was looking at him in a way he'd never seen from her. A look that begged him to understand, to not fight it, and, most importantly, it begged him to not make her beg out loud.
She was in pain. She was sad and angry and stressed. She needed this. It touched him deep down.
And so, Naruto utilized one of the few things he'd never had to be trained to use...iron hard will power. Forcing his dominant instincts down, he leaned up and nipped a nipple with his teeth; a silent message: Just this once.
With a grateful look, Tsume fished his impressive erection out of his pants, ripped the shredded remains of her pants and panties off, and then slammed him into her in one, forceful motion.
A howl of pleasure ripped itself from her throat and Naruto moaned her name.
The angry woman started bouncing herself in hard, strong strokes that were nevertheless excruciatingly slow. Her hands went to his naked chest, casually squeezing the sculpted muscles and occasionally running a finger over one of his nipples.
It wasn't long before the hard pace turned gentle and the tortuously slow pace became even slower. Before Naruto could comment on the change, Tsume's lips met his.
It wasn't the usual fiery kiss he was used to. It was soft and passionate and needy and incredible on an entirely different level of intensity.
Tsume's hands gradually stroked outward from his chest, one dancing down across his toned abdomen sensuously and the other making its way to his cheek, tenderly stroking his lips, chin, and jaw line.
"Mmm...Tsume-chan," he groaned.
He had no clue what had happened to the rough sex he usually got from her, and the even rougher sex he'd expected to experience this time, but he wasn't going to complain right now. The gentle squeezing sensations around his cock combined with the slow pulling and caressing her up and down motions provided him with a cornucopia of feelings and pleasure that he couldn't begin to catalogue and understand.
Maybe this was what Hana had been talking about.
The dog woman's nipples dragged against his chest while she crushed her lips to his, drawing a moan from them both.
An interminable amount of kissing and pleasure later, Tsume wrapped her arms around him, working them under his back, and rested her pelvis against his, their dark and light pubic hair mingling together. If he didn't feel the spasming of her inner walls around him, he never would have realized she was orgasming.
Realizing she was - uncharacteristically - too boneless to continue on her own, Naruto rolled them over.
Feeling he should retain the gentle pace she had set - and remembering the almost scared look on her face when he had originally tried to take charge - Naruto gradually withdrew himself and, just before he'd pulled completely out, he pushed back in, equally slow.
Tsume moaned out his name, and to his surprise, another orgasm rippled through her.
Maybe it was the oddness of the situation, or the new kind of sex, or maybe it was just the over use his testicles had seen recently, but the sensation of her clenching and unclenching around him sent him over the edge himself.
Resting for a few moments, Naruto kissed Tsume's nearly unresponsive lips and leaned his forehead against hers. Both of their chests rose and fell in short gasps, almost in sync. Finally, he rolled over, bringing Tsume - who was still wrapped tightly around him - with him.
They fell asleep like that, with Tsume resting against Naruto's chest and Naruto's softened member still resting inside her.
The last conscious thought Naruto had before sleep took him was: Wow, this is kinda nice.