Chapter 156: Tsunade [7] 18+

Tsunade stood on her own doorstep as the evening light faded. Her hand hovered over the handle. She already knew he would be inside. The whole day at the office had been a long exercise in pretending nothing had happened that morning. Every time the door opened she expected to see him again. Now she was home and the choice felt heavier.

Before she could decide, the door swung open from the inside.

Kael filled the doorway. He looked her over once, then his hands closed around her hips and pulled her across the threshold. The door shut behind her with a solid click. His mouth found hers immediately—warm, insistent, tasting faintly of whatever he had eaten while waiting. She turned her face, tried to speak.

"Wait—at least let me wash first."

He ignored the words and dragged his lips down the side of her neck. The scrape of his teeth made her shoulders tighten.

She caught his face between both hands and forced him back far enough to meet his eyes. "No. I need a bath."

Kael kissed her once more, slower this time, then released her. "Fine. Take your bath."

She walked past him without another word, straight to the bathroom. The door closed. She stripped quickly—robe, underthings, everything—and stepped under the spray. Hot water hit her shoulders and ran down the heavy curves of her breasts, the soft plane of her stomach, the still-tender skin of her ass. She closed her eyes and tried to let the heat erase the memory of his cock grinding against her in the middle of the Hokage’s office.

The shower curtain shifted.

Kael stepped in behind her, already naked. His chest pressed to her back. Both arms slid around her waist and then higher, cupping the full weight of her breasts. He squeezed, thumbs brushing the nipples until they tightened under the water.

Tsunade’s eyes snapped open. "What are you—"

He settled his cock in the cleft of her ass and began to move, slow rolls of his hips that dragged the thick length up and down between her cheeks. Water made everything slick. She braced both hands on the tiled wall.

"This is too much," she said. "What if it slips inside by mistake?"

Kael turned her face toward him with one hand and kissed her hard enough that she tasted water and him at the same time. "You think I care?"

He reached for the shampoo bottle on the shelf, poured a thick ribbon of it down the line of her spine, and watched it run between her cheeks. His cock slid through the foam, through the mix of soap and the wetness she could not stop her body from producing. The friction turned smoother, louder. Soft, wet sounds rose under the rush of the shower.

He kept the motion steady—standing doggy without ever pushing inside. One hand stayed on her breast, kneading, pinching just enough to keep her attention. The other tangled in her wet hair and pulled her head back so he could reach her ear. His teeth closed gently on the lobe, then his tongue traced the outer shell while his hips never stopped.

Tsunade’s breath came shorter. She kept her legs straight, toes gripping the floor, trying not to push back against him. Every upward slide of his cock brushed the sensitive skin just above her entrance. Every downward slide pressed the head against the soft give of her ass. The soap made it too easy. She could feel herself growing wetter under the foam, the evidence rinsed away by the water only to return moments later.

"Naruto..." The name came out strained. "We shouldn’t—"

He bit her ear a little harder and kept thrusting between her cheeks. The pace stayed unhurried but relentless. Minutes stretched. Her arms began to tremble from holding herself away from the wall. Soap ran down the insides of her thighs. The wet slap of skin on skin mixed with the shower’s white noise.

When his breathing finally changed he pulled back, turned her, and guided her down. She ended up sitting on the cool tiles, back against the wall, legs drawn up and pressed together. Kael stood over her, feet planted on either side of her hips, knees slightly bent. His cock, still slick with soap and water, hovered in front of her face.

He set both hands on the back of her head.

Tsunade looked up once, then opened her mouth. He pushed forward. The head slid past her lips, over her tongue, and deeper. She braced her hands on his thighs and let him set the rhythm.

He used short, controlled thrusts, rocking his pelvis while his hands guided her head to meet each one. The angle of the fire-hydrant position forced her to take more than she expected. Water dripped from his chest onto her face. Spit and leftover soap mixed at the corners of her mouth. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Gluck... gluck... slurp..."

She tried to keep her breathing steady through her nose. Every time he pressed deeper her throat fluttered and wet, choked sounds escaped around the shaft.

"Ghlk... ghlk... hnnk!"

Kael did not rush. He kept the same measured pace he had used against her ass, giving her time to adjust, then taking a little more. Her fingers dug into the muscle of his thighs. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes from the stretch and the steam. Still she stayed open for him. A maid finished what she started. That was the only reason.

The first pulse against her tongue warned her. She prepared to pull off, but his hands held her in place. Thick heat flooded her mouth. She swallowed once, twice, coughing when she finally needed air. He stayed buried until the last spurt finished, then eased back.

Tsunade dragged in a rough breath, lips parted, chin wet. She expected him to step away. Instead his cock remained hard, still glistening, hovering just above her face.

Kael looked down at her, water running over his shoulders, and gave a small, satisfied smile.

"Still not done," he said.

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