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NHRK Chapter 27
🕑 Added 2023-06-10 01:58:31 +0000 UTCA/N: New edited version
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Naruto sighed as Kushina left. He wanted to say that he was tired and pretended to be drained but he was just…mortified at how long this session was lasting.
He couldn’t imagine being his mother and just sitting there, relieving her own son for hours and hours on end, though she seemed to shake in ecstasy every now and again for some odd reason.
He closed his eyes behind his blindfold, choosing to relax a bit…only to open them right up again when he felt something soft come in contact with his cock.
Has his mother come back already? It hadn’t even been ten seco–
It wasn’t his mother who was touching his cock.
…It was Mikoto…
She was…caressing it with the tip of her fingers, enchanted by the sheer size of it now that she was seeing it up close. Her sharingan was flaring once more, staring right at his appendage, memorising its details and seering it into her mind.
“I…I thought I'd get more familiar with it and maybe give Kushina a break but this is…goodness…” Mikoto said.
Naruto’s breathing hitched in surprise. “Aunt Mikoto?”
Mikoto’s red sharingan eyes met his blindfolded own, being one of the few people who could tell where he was looking. She was sitting on the side of his bed now, near Naruto’s right hip. Her silk Yukata was reflected by the candlelight on the bedside table as it still neatly covered her frame. Oh how naruto wanted to rip it off of–
He caught that thought and threw it to the void before it could develop into something unsavoury.
Mikoto had a slight blush on her face as she had left her fan at the chair. “Just to make coming to me for help even more comfortable for you…”
She grabbed his cock.
Naruto tensed as his entire body went rigid. The sensation of her fingers was so different from Kushina’s. For one, she had long nails, shaped and manicured to perfection with a black polish that suited her hair. Her hands were smaller than Kushina’s, which was relative to her smaller frame. But when Kushina’s hands were soft and gentle, Mikoto’s was slightly bonier yet still felt oh so good.
She pumped him once and he almost lost his mind. The queen of queens was now giving him a handjob. Two of the most beautiful women in the world, serving him in this manner.
He was already close to coming.
Her nails and skinnier palm had made the sensation rougher but more intense. The new feeling made it all the more pleasurable, all the more eager to receive such a service.
Mikoto’s eyes didn’t go back to his cock, her expertise in the subject was already enough for her to do it without the requirement of visual aid. Instead, she focused on his expression of pleasure, the euphoria he was feeling. She was blushing but her face remained in that signature stoic expression of hers.
It was like he was watching a queen forced to do peasant work, a deed she should have no business doing, no right to dirty her hands in such a manner. It was like he was an interloper of her nation, a person who kidnapped and stole their queen and made her touch his cock in petty vengeance.
Naruto’s gaze drifted from her sharingan eyes to her mouth. How he imagined such a perfectly shaped, perfectly plump mouth sucking—
He stopped himself again from going off the rails once more and forced himself to meet her eyes again. The sight of her staring at him, while her hand on his cock, stroking him sensually.
“I’m–I’m close,” Naruto let out and Mikoto only then put her full attention back to his cock.
She used both her hands now and it was even more intense than before. “Whenever you’re ready, Naruto-kun.”
When Naruto exploded, she quickly snatched the tissues that Kushina had set aside with one hand and held it about his tip where the seed came…
…only there was a problem. Due to Kushina having swallowed all Naruto’s semen every time he released, Mikoto couldn’t get an accurate account on how much volume would come out. She’d thought that the reason Kushina helped her mouth over her surrogate son’s rod for so long was just for his satisfaction and less clean up, not…because there was too much for the paper to hold.
She understated just how much fluid there would be and appropriately panicked when she saw that the tissue in her right hand had soaked up to the point where it could take no more, thus the jizz had started to leak from her digits and back down on the bed.
She did the first thing that came to mind to prevent the situation from spiralling any further and more of a mess was made.
…she took just the upper part of the tip of Naruto’s magnificence in her mouth. Though a rope of cum had escaped in the small timeframe in which she removed her hand and adjusted her mouth to his rod.
The rope of cum stained her face.
Naruto yelped as he saw what was happening.
Lady Mikoto, the Uchiha matriarch. The untouchable queen.
She had her mouth on his cock, both lips and tongue encasing the opening of his urethral. A wad of cum painted her face, desecrating the sacred beauty with the unworthy discharge of his pleasure. He could feel the softness of her lips and the silky wetness of her warm tongue. He–
He–came again, harder than before. And again, and again, each time giving more, pumping his hips up in hopes to go further in, for her to take more. He felt his Uzumaki senses expanding as it did with every release. Before this one he’d already expanded his senses even past Konoha’s borders. Now, it was practically to the border of Hi no Kuni. He still couldn’t digest it all, but he could still feel the human presence that shone like stars in the night sky so far away from him.
His size…he wished he hadn’t listened to his mother in turning it back to its original size. Had it been the 9 inch version, he’d have had more success in going deeper into the queen’s mouth, experiencing more of what she had to offer. Just this one time.
An opportunity he missed but was still lucky enough to enjoy a part of.
When he finally stopped, Mikoto shuddered as throughout his release, she’d swallowed the seed that she took within her. She’d thought Kushina had been joking when she said Naruto had magic cum but its flavour was magnificent, delicious like her favourite food. Then there was its power, like liquid chakra flowing into her, and the accompanying euphoric sedative effects that made her warm to the core, that made her feel so good beyond belief.
She…
She…came, moaning in ecstasy as Naruto’s climax died down.
Then she heard footsteps approaching the door, and even still in the middle of her orgasm, she quickly escaped from her position, gulping the final drops of his seed before moving back to her chair, her legs trembling and body shaking.
She was still riding through the waves of her climax as Kushina opened the door and she was forced to greet her as if nothing had happened between the two that were left in the room.
Kushina seemed oblivious to it all, as well as her best friend’s fidgeting state.
‘Why is my orgasm still going?!’ Mikoto thought, trying her best to hide her face behind the fan she’d picked up.
Then she realised something. All the chakra she’d used in channelling the sharingan…it was refilled and topped to the brim, no, even more than just the brim, it overflowed her, expanding her capacity slightly to make room.
‘That really was just liquid chakra!’
“Alright then, let’s get the show started again!” Kushina said enthusiastically as she promptly began working on Naruto once more.
That night, Kushina had left one more time for a bathroom break, and Mikoto had once again taken over her role in giving Naruto a handjob, though she adopted Kushina’s O fingered technique when he came again, to Naruto’s slight disappointment. This time his cum had truly stretched her chakra core and expanded it by…an entire one quarter of her original capacity, to her surprise and elation. Though she would lie to herself that this was what she’d wanted when she decided to pleasure him. It was just…a very nice bonus.
Instead of three hours of cardinal pleasure like that of a regular Uzumaki…it had taken the entire night up to sunrise for his lust to die down. By the end of it all, Naruto felt like he’d had hundreds of orgasms. His uzumaki senses had stopped expanding at a certain point and instead, developed into something else…something that concentrated the fabled chakra sensory abilities to the extreme. Naruto was certain that he could sort of tell how Mikoto actually felt in his presence. Her true feelings. Excitement. Scandalousness. Happiness. Satisfaction.
Though he seemed to hit a brick wall with Kushina…perhaps it was because she had the same sensory abilities.
He didn’t know but he had more to learn.
…for now though, he really needed some sleep…
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Two months later. December 17th. Sunday.
As it turned out from the past two months, the length of Naruto’s cycle was…every week.
Which was great. Just great.
Not only that, his lust lasted a lot longer than the average. Normally after the first night after the year of abstinence, an average Uzumaki would only require one release in their lust periods with a partner present before it dies down. Naruto’s lust…didn’t dip from his time with Kushina and Mikoto at all. It lasted the entire night. Yet despite the lack of sleep, Kushina would always get up in the subsequent morning more refreshed than ever.
Luckily for Naruto, Kushina was far from an uneager partner.
She was always there when he needed her and had taken the time the past two months to teach him that Uzumaki sex technique she mentioned before. The one that expanded his future partner’s tunnel.
As his initial use of the Uzumaki sensory abilities concluded, Naruto had since sharpened his new senses to a fine degree, already having similar experiences with the senses of sage mode. To his and Kushina’s surprise, he found out that he could sense the emotions of people when he focused, like some sort of empath–a fictitious ability written in fairytales. Not only that but he could somehow use it to see human souls.
Now, he already had the ability to extract and reinsert human souls from the human path of the rinnegan–a path he trained with wretched bandits from the c-ranks he’d done over the years. Bandits that deserved nothing but death, even with his normally forgiving judgement.
This…soul sense, as Kushina had dubbed it, was complex. He could almost see the spectrum of a soul’s…nature. Darker souls would belong to evil, lighter ones belonged to those who were righteous. Most shinobi were a mix of dark and light, a grey soul, where most civilians, while still grey, leant more to the light side in shade.
It was strange and new, so Naruto had yet to master it. It would surely help him however, when discerning good people from the bad, the trustworthy from the betrayers. He tested it out discreetly on the known spy, Kabuto, after all, and his soul was as dark as the pit. Not only that, but it had been…revolting. A sense of terrible disgust took a presence within him as he viewed the medic-nin’s soul from the distance in which he spied him from.
Naruto had to deal with him sooner or later but he didn’t want to alert Orochimaru just yet until he showed up from whichever hole he was hiding in.
Right now, though, he had other things to focus on…
Hiruzen had just informed him that a man named Tazuna had put up a mission to deliver goods to wave…
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“This is the best you have to offer?” Tazuna asked sarcastically, drunk and intoxicated. “A blind boy barely past his teens and a retired kunoichi? This is even worse than the genin team I saw earlier. Maybe you should’ve given my mission to them instead…”
Before Kushina could give the old drunk a piece of her mind, Naruto held her back with a reassuring smile.
“I assure you, Tazuna-san,” Naruto responded politely, “We are worth much more than you can afford but we wanted to take a relaxing mission of sorts outside of the village for once.”
“Hmph,” Tazuna harrumphed but didn’t complain any further.
Naruto knew he just wanted the best for his village, desperation and hope behind his actions, deceiving Konoha or not.
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It was the day after their meeting, when they set out. Kushina and Naruto already packed beforehand to prepare for the mission. From then it was a few days of walking as Tazuna had taken every opportunity to spite the two shinobi as he could not keep his jealousy over the fact that his own village didn’t have a shinobi force.
Naruto had spent the time calming his short-tempered mother down while still being respectful to Tazuna. He knew that it was just about time to…
…there. Two ponds. Their genjutsu disguises were great but weren’t good enough to escape the Uzumaki chakra senses from the mother-son duo. Nonetheless Naruto let it play out like Kakashi had in his world when the two demon brothers struck.
He pretended to be decapitated while Kushina was stabbed from behind.
“Huh, that was easy.” One of the brothers, Gozu, said.
Meizu only shrugged. “Now it's time to get the target. We’ll be paid handsome–”
That was all Naruto needed to hear as with quick sharp strikes behind their necks, the two brothers fell unconscious in front of a frightened Tazuna.
Naruto only raised an eyebrow at the shaking bespectacled man. “Got something to say, Tazuna?”
The old drunk gulped.
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“This is certainly a better outcome than we predicted,” Kushina said on top of the ferry holding the two konoha shinobi and a slumping Tazuna.
They bartered out a deal over the falsifying of mission details. Considering that the old man didn’t have the funds to afford an B-rank mission, much less an A-rank as Naruto was sure that it would turn out to be, trade deals and agreements were made on behalf of Konoha and Wave, as discussed with Hiruzen previously, and the blood signed contract was sealed in Naruto’s storage scroll. Tazuna would be elected as the wave’s future leader after all, or Naruto would make it so if he had anything to say about it.
Naruto was also here for a different reason. Perhaps…perhaps this time, he could do more to help this place grow other than getting rid of Gato. Perhaps he could teach a few folks in the shinobi arts to at least be able to defend themselves against threats like Gato should it arise once more.
Then there were his other plans…
There was much to think about.
They’d arrived without much fanfare, just as Naruto and his team had all those years ago.
In taking this mission, he’d prevented team 7 from having this terrifyingly near-death experience to grow, but he’d made up for it when he’d already spent a year training all members of that team. Sarada had already unlocked her sharingan, Sakura was far more formidable now than she was in his world as a genin, Hinata too improved beyond measure. He’d even asked Hiruzen to give them the safest C-rank mission he could–one that would still give them the experiences of their first kills.
Kushina, Naruto and Tazuna walked towards Wave village, aptly named after its land. The mangrove trees were as thick as Naruto remembered, the view of the small island country was breathtaking. Who knew that something so close to Fire country and Konoha could have such different cultures.
It would have been nice to enjoy said scenery had a giant sword not flown towards them, intent on splitting them in half at their waists.
Adamantine chains shot out from the ground and intercepted it, flicking it away like a whip. The sword flew and landed on one of the trees. Then someone landed on top of it.
“Well, well, well, it’s truly a lucky break for me to face a retired S-class shinobi on this contract,” Zabuza said sarcastically. “You wouldn’t happen to be…rusty, would you?”
Kushina only stared at him, unanswering.
“Hm…aren’t you Momochi Zabuza?” Naruto responded for her, “You have quite the nice bounty on you in the bingo books.”
Zabuza’s attention shifted from the silent beautiful redhead to the blond. “Who’re you? A chuunin? I’ve never heard of you.”
Naruto only smiled. “I suppose you haven’t. It’s Hagoromo Naruto.”
Back in the old days, the killing intent by Zabuza alone would have caused Naruto to be nervous. Now…it felt like nothing compared to that of Madara’s and Kaguya’s.
“Well. Let’s get this over with then. You do have a nice bounty on that pretty head of yours, Uzumaki Kushina,” Zabuza responded coolly, confident in his skill to defeat both of them. He was the demon in the mist after all, someone that rivalled even the infamous Kakashi.
When he struck, he hadn’t expected that the blond of all people would intercept him, nor did he expect such competency from one of chuunin status, or this young in age.
Naruto held himself back against Zabuza, showing him enough to think that they were around equal strength, if not Naruto being slightly weaker. He didn’t want to scare Zabuza away after all…nor did he want to kill him. Zabuza was one of those grey people, leaning a bit to the darker side but still salvageable. He was a monster made more by circumstances than by choice.
In the end, it required a ‘surprise’ attack from Kushina to render Zabuza unconscious. Just before the chain finished him off, a masked hunter landed, just as expected.
A senbon pierced the back of Zabuza’s neck and the new assailant appeared before them.
“Thank you for dealing with the demon of the mist. I am a hunter nin from Kiri. I can take it from here and we will send the rewards of his death to Konoha,” the person said.
Naruto only smiled but nodded. “It's fine.”
But he grabbed the handle on Zabuza’s sword. “You can take the body but I’m keeping the sword.”
“But–” Haku retorted.
Kushina cut her off. “You should be glad that we are allowing even this much, hunter-nin.”
Kushina flared her chakra, and the Hunter-nin shunshin’ed away a moment later.
Naruto smiled at the total success of the operation. Zabuza expected nothing from them. Just an unfortunately unlucky battle…and he would come back for his sword, no matter what.
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Tazuna’s house was the work of masterful carpentry skills. It floated above maritime territories, held up by wood pillars. It was a wonderful home, cosy and austere, with a wooden mill at its side.
But his attention was promptly shifted when a buxom, dark navy blue haired woman bounded past the doors to engulf old Tazuna in a hug. The sight stopped Naruto in his tracks. The lady was…Tsunami, as he remembered. Yet, perhaps it was due to his age back then, but he didn’t remember her being this…
…pretty.
She had long dark blue hair, a fair complexion slightly tanned by the sun, her buxom figure was…a bit on the chubbier side but she had the curves to make up for it. Her face was very beautiful with her sharp features and if Naruto didn’t know any better, he’d have suspected that Tsunami was related in some way to Mikoto. She was like the civilian version of Mikoto Uchiha, but without her beauty mark and raven hair. While not as peerlessly beautiful as the Uchiha matriarch, Tsunami exuded a more…welcoming neighbourly aura, homely, kind and warm, rather than the stoic aloofness of Mikoto.
For a civilian without much chakra to enhance their features, Tsunami’s face was surprisingly beautiful, without signs of age one would expect from a civilian woman with a child. At any other town than Wave, Naruto was sure that Tsunami would’ve been considered a once in a generation civilian celebrity or model. Perhaps just a few weeks of working out, and training…maybe she could even compete against the top of the line of kunoichi’s…
A boy poked out from the door behind her, and Naruto was elated to see little Inami again, broody and sad as he was. Though the strange thing was that he looked to be still 8 years old as Naruto remembered…which was weird considering that all his formerly genin friends were now eighteen as compared to their young counterparts. If Inari followed the ‘ageing up’ of his friends in this world, he should’ve been around 13 years old.
He could chalk that up to multiversal world things, he supposed.
For now, his time in Wave would truly begin.
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