NRaO Chapter 53

I tossed one leg over my shoulder as I dug in immediately. She was already wet, even with us arguing I was still her type. Her pseudo jinchuriki instincts told her I was a suitable mate and began producing pheromones to make her aroused and fall in love with me. She tried her best to not show that she was enjoying it, that she was still loyal to her dead master but she just couldn’t.

Everything felt too good, made her feel things she never had before. I reached into her depths farther than anyone ever had and spread her more than anyone else. I went slow at first, I knew that her previous ‘master’ most likely made slow passionate love to her. Which was actually funny. I didn’t need a crystal ball to divine that she wanted it hard and fast. She wanted to be fucked.

Even the slow pace I set at the start was to show how much better I was than her previous ‘master’ as I pressed my body down stretching her leg giving me better access to her depths. It allowed me to fully pierce her as I began drawing winces of pain at the start that quickly turned into huffs of pleasure as she tried to hold back. Even now as I was inside her, she didn’t want to say I was better.

Bringing her to her first shuddering orgasm, I figured that was enough foreplay as I brought her back up to a doggy-style position before yanking her tail out of the way. The sudden burst of pain made her clamp down as I began to thrust much harder and faster than before. Her body couldn’t hide it as she began to let out moans that were quickly muffled. She bit into her own hand to stop herself from proving me right.

Every time she’d regain her composure I’d give her a bit of pain before slamming in harder and harder. Soon all I could focus on was fucking her as hard and fast as possible, the facade of composure she put out was completely shattered as she began mewling like a dying animal. It was impossible to tell how many times she’s climaxed already but as I drew close to my first release I grabbed her around the throat and forced her upwards and against my body.

She stopped breathing when she felt the splash inside her. I turned her head towards me and began to kiss her the delirious look in her eyes didn’t fade. Her core was filled with the proof of my superiority over her previous ‘master’ drawing far more pleasure in a much shorter time than he was capable of. As our connection broke and she gushed our mixed fluids, I tossed her unceremoniously onto her back and waited for her quim to stop leaking before I continued.

I climbed onto her and she breathed heavily and covered her face. She didn’t want to see how I made her feel, still acting like a petulant child, not wanting to face reality. I was just better, the mean man was just better than her kind ‘master’. I didn’t let up on her in the slightest, wanting to bring her pleasure as much as I wanted to punish her for disappearing for such a long time chasing ghosts.

At some point over the next few hours, she gave up on pretending. Deep down she knew she belonged to me and even deeper down she was glad her previous ‘master’ was dead. She just didn’t want to admit it, her body speaking clearly how she really felt. The area we made love in looked like a battlefield, large clumps of dirt ripped from the ground as she clenched her hands down. Huge gouges cut from the trees from her digging her fingers in for a better grip.

Slightly out of view was even more carnage of the actual battle. Many, many ninjas came to the sounds we were making and fell into the trap over and over again. Hundreds of dead shinobi littered the ground in every direction around us as they kept running into my clones or falling into the traps. Raphtalia nestled up into my chest peacefully sleeping as I looked over the spoils of war the enemy brought to us.

There wasn’t anything special, hundreds of kunai and shurikens, a few swords, and other ninja tools but the main draw was a messenger was somehow caught up in the trap. I checked the sealed scroll for traps before opening it with a clone. As I handed the note over and began to read my eyebrows kept rising and rising. All of our enemies were going to attack the land of whirlpools where one of our allies lived. They were going to attack the Uzumaki.

I needed to get this information back to the Hokage. At the very least I still needed more Uzumaki wives, I would do my best to stop the surprise attack on their village. I rushed my way back to Konoha, the attack was for a few days which gave me just enough time to make it back to the village and build a force to help defend them.

Raphtalia broke off to tell my family what was happening, it was the first time I didn’t return home after returning first, that was how important this information was. As much as I didn’t like the way the old man handled things, we needed the support of the village and if we played our cards right we could possibly end the war in our counterattack.

I handed the note over and waited for him to order me to prepare to help but the look in his eyes… He already knew about this. “We’re being stretched too thin already on the frontlines. We can’t offer any-” I cut him off. “Bullshit! Why? Why do you want the Uzumaki to die? That’s what this is, it’s an execution sentence that we can stop. We’ll also take out our enemies in the process!”

I was furious as he avoided eye contact with me. He spoke calmly, and quietly. “The other villages all signed an agreement to stop fighting-” I cut him off again. “Oh! They did, did they? Like the one they signed when we sold them the jinchuriki? Or the one everyone signed after the first fucking war? Are you fucking serious? You’re going to let them kill one of our closest allies for a piece of fucking paper!”

He turned to look at me. Raising his voice to match mine. “Don’t speak to your Hokage li-” I cut him off again by spitting in his face. “You disgust me. The second made a mistake by picking such a coward and he should have let you go to your death when you volunteered. After I come back from defending our allies I’ll ask the Daimyo to force you to step down.”

He took in a deep breath as he finally looked down. “Who do you think told me to not get involved in this matter?” I paused as I thought about the implications of what that meant before asking. “Did he… Make you stop me from destroying the hidden mist?” With an almost imperceptible nod, he confirmed… Fuck! Fucking fuck that complicates things. The Daiymo was a power above our own. It wasn’t like any of them were more powerful than the others but if we went against them all of the other Daiymos would come down on us at the same time.

Every ninja would have to fight a hundred samurai as they would spread across our land killing indiscriminately. The bigger picture came together as I realized they were keeping us weak by making us fight one another. The hidden whirlpool village was not under the jurisdiction of any Daiymo, which was most likely why they were under attack by every other big ninja village. My mind began to spin plans around in my head as I thought about what I could still do without drawing attention from them.