Chapter 151: Tsunade [2] 18+

Kael locked the office door with a soft click and turned back to her.

"Starting now," he said, "you’re my slave for the month."

Tsunade’s eyes flashed with anger and humiliation. "Who the hell are you calling slave, brat? I agreed to be a maid. Nothing more."

"Same difference." He walked around the desk and sat on the edge, looking her over without hurry. "You know, you really do look young for your age."

She bristled. "You calling me old?"

Kael’s mouth curved. "Aren’t you?"

Tsunade stepped in close, fist half-raised. "I will kick that smile right out the window."

He caught her wrist before the punch could form, not hard, just firm enough to stop her. "That’s no way to talk to your superior for the next month."

She said in anger "I have changed my mind if you are going to behave like this I will not do it."

Kael said "How about a week than? If you listen to everything I say we will end this in a week but only if you are willing to follow my every command even if you like it or not."

After a lot of thinking about its only for a weak and what will he even do to a old lady like her. She said "Okay".

Her breathing stayed sharp, but she didn’t pull free. Kael’s other hand slowly settled on the curve of her hip, then slid lower, palm fitting over one full cheek of her ass. He squeezed once, testing.

Tsunade’s voice dropped. "What do you think you’re doing?"

"Checking what’s included in the bet." He kept his hand there, thumb stroking slowly. "You can still walk away. Keep the house, keep the money, but the whole village will hears about the weighted dice. Or you stay, and this belongs to me for the week."

She thought why would a young guy like him will be intrested in someone old like her. She thought he is just pulling some kind of prank or just satisfying his ego. She stared at him for a long moment. Pride, anger, and the very real threat of exposure warred across her face. In the end she exhaled through her nose and looked away.

"...Fine. One week. I keep my word. But you push too far and I’ll break every bone in your hand."

Kael gave her ass a light, open-handed slap and released her. "Understood, my sweet old maid. This week’s going to feel very long for you."

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Morning light cut across the Hokage’s office when Shizune opened the door. Tsunade was already in her chair, posture unusually straight, a thin sheen of sweat on her forehead.

"Lady Tsunade? You’re early."

Tsunade managed a tight smile. "Had work to finish."

Shizune in confusion said "But you give all your works to me."

Tsunade said in fast tone "From now on I’m handling more of it myself. Leave the files and go."

Shizune blinked, clearly confused, but set the stack down and retreated. The moment the door clicked shut, Tsunade’s composure cracked.

She looked down between her own spread knees, voice low and strained. "Naruto... why are you still—"

Kael knelt under the desk, both hands resting on the soft insides of her thighs, keeping them open. He had started slow—light kisses along the smooth skin, the barest brush of his tongue over the front of her panties until the fabric darkened. Only when her breathing changed did he hook his fingers in the waistband and draw them down her legs. She lifted her hips to let him, a small, reluctant movement that still counted as permission.

Now his mouth was on her bare pussy, tongue tracing long, deliberate strokes from the bottom of her folds up to the sensitive peak. Tsunade’s hands gripped the armrests hard enough to creak the wood.

"An old woman like me..." she muttered, even as her hips gave a tiny, involuntary roll toward his mouth. "There are plenty of girls your age who’d—ahh—"

He sealed his lips around her clit and sucked gently, then harder, alternating with slow, deep licks that pushed between her folds. The wet sounds were soft but unmistakable in the quiet office. Tsunade’s head tipped back. A low moan slipped out before she could catch it.

Kael took his time. He licked her open with patient, thorough strokes, circling the swollen bud, dipping lower to taste the growing slickness, then returning to suck again. One hand stayed on her thigh; the other slid up so two fingers could ease inside her while his tongue kept working. Tsunade’s breath hitched.

"Fuck... that’s—nngh—stop—"

The words surprised even her. She was moaning to a brat like him. Her thighs trembled on either side of his head. Kael curled his fingers and rubbed firmly while he sucked, building a steady rhythm. Tsunade’s hips began to move with him, small grinding motions she couldn’t seem to stop. Soft, broken moans filled the space under the desk—"ahh... ahh... there—" until her whole body tightened. She came with a sharp, muffled cry, walls clenching around his fingers, fresh wetness coating his tongue and hand.

Kael kept licking her through it, gentler now, until the last tremor faded. Only then did he ease back, wipe his mouth with the back of his hand, and crawl out from under the desk. He stood, leaned in, and pressed a slow kiss to the side of her neck, then another, then a deliberate bite that left a clear red mark.

"There," he murmured against her skin. "Marked my territory."

Tsunade sat flushed and breathing hard, skirt still hiked up, panties dangling from one of Kael’s fingers. She reached for them automatically.

"Give those back."

Kael pocketed the scrap of fabric and headed for the door. "Maids don’t need them while they’re on duty."

He left her there, marked and bare under her skirt, the taste of her still on his tongue and the week only just beginning.

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