The room pulsed with the wet, hungry sounds of kissing, a symphony of "mmh" and soft gasps as Minato and Tsunade devoured each other's lips.
Their tongues clashed in a fierce battle, slick and desperate, each kiss a claim of dominance.
Tsunade's low, throaty moan vibrated against his mouth as Minato's strong hands gripped her plump, rounded ass, squeezing with a possessive edge that made her body arch into him. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving faint red trails, urging him closer as their mouths fought for control, a primal dance of lust and need.
"Still as good as ever," Tsunade purred, her voice thick with desire as she pulled back just enough to catch her breath. Her emerald eyes glinted with mischief, but her body betrayed her—already, she could feel the heat pooling between her thighs, her core aching at the thought of him.
Minato's pants strained against the hard, throbbing bulge pressing against her, and just the idea of him burying himself inside her made her slick with anticipation. His eyes burned with raw, animalistic lust, a predator sizing up his prey, and Tsunade knew she was about to be ravaged.
"Bed. Now," she whispered, her voice low and dripping with seduction as she leaned close, her hot breath tickling his ear.
The words were barely out before Minato's hands tightened on her hips, a growl rumbling in his chest. In a flash of chakra, the world blurred, and before Tsunade could blink, she was flung onto the bed. The mattress groaned under her weight, her curves bouncing as she landed, her breath catching in a sharp gasp.
"Ahh!" Her surprise melted into a sultry grin as she looked up. Minato stood at the foot of the bed, his clothes already discarded, his chiseled body glistening with a faint sheen of sweat under the dim light. His muscles rippled with every movement, a testament to his strength, his power.
And there, standing proud and unyielding, was his cock—thick, pulsing, and fully erect, a weapon of pure desire that made Tsunade's mouth water and her thighs clench.
She couldn't wait to be claimed, to feel him dominate her in every way.
"Come… take your woman," she teased, her voice a sultry challenge as she stretched out on the bed, arching her back to display her lush, curvaceous body.
Her hands roamed over her own skin, tracing her full breasts, her taut stomach, down to the curve of her hips, striking a pose that screamed primal invitation. Minato's eyes darkened, his control snapping like a taut wire. With a low, guttural growl, he lunged.
The bed creaked violently as he landed on her, his hands tearing at her clothes with savage urgency. Fabric ripped under his fingers, the sound sharp and thrilling, until Tsunade lay bare beneath him, her skin flushed and glowing.
Her massive breasts heaved with every breath, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Minato's gaze raked over her, his mouth practically watering at the sight of her naked form, so ripe, so ready.
His cock twitched, aching to claim her, and he couldn't hold back any longer.
With a single, brutal thrust, he buried himself inside her, his thick length spearing into her tight, wet heat. "Ahhh! Fuck!" Tsunade cried out, her body jolting at the sudden invasion, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.
The stretch was intense, almost overwhelming, but the pleasure was electric, shooting through her like wildfire. Minato didn't pause, didn't give her time to adjust. His hips snapped forward, pounding into her with a relentless, primal rhythm, each thrust harder, deeper, claiming her completely.
"Mmmh… yeah… ahhh!" Her moans filled the room, raw and unrestrained, her voice a siren's call as her body rocked beneath him. Her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, a mesmerizing sight that drove Minato wild.
He grabbed them roughly, his calloused hands squeezing the soft, heavy mounds, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples. "Ahhh… fuck… Minato!" Tsunade gasped, her back arching as pleasure spiked through her, her body trembling under his touch.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and rough, dripping with dominance as he kept pounding into her. Her pussy was molten, squeezing him so tightly it was almost painful, the wet heat driving him to the edge of sanity.
"Fuck, I love these," he snarled, kneading her breasts harder, watching them jiggle under his grip. Tsunade's moans grew louder, more desperate, her nails raking down his back, leaving angry red marks as she surrendered to the pleasure.
Minato was a force of nature, a warrior in every sense, and it showed in the way he fucked her—hard, unyielding, a leader who took what he wanted. His cock was massive, filling her completely, hitting every sensitive spot with devastating precision.
Tsunade's body burned for him, her instincts screaming to submit to the strongest, to breed with the alpha who commanded her so thoroughly. It was raw, primal, the kind of need that stripped away all pretense, leaving only desire.
"Harder… Minato… fuck me harder!" she demanded, her voice a mix of plea and command as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. He obliged with a feral grin, slamming into her with such force the bedframe groaned in protest, the headboard smacking against the wall.
Their lips crashed together in a searing, sloppy kiss, tongues tangling, saliva mixing as they devoured each other. Their bodies pressed close, slick with sweat, skin sliding against skin in a frenzy of heat and friction.
"Ahh… I'm… I'm gonna come!" Tsunade gasped, her voice breaking as her pussy clamped down on him, her walls pulsing with unbearable heat.
The pressure built, her body trembling on the edge of release, every thrust pushing her closer to oblivion. Minato's eyes flashed with hunger, his pace growing erratic, animalistic, as he chased his own climax. "Do it," he growled against her lips. "Come for me."
With a scream, Tsunade shattered, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy spasmed around him, gushing with her release, the wet heat driving Minato over the edge.
With a guttural roar, he thrust deep one last time, spilling inside her, his hot seed filling her core as their bodies shook together. The room was filled with their ragged breaths, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
They collapsed together, bodies entwined, hearts pounding. Tsunade's chest heaved, her skin flushed and glowing, while Minato's strong arms held her close, his breath hot against her neck.
The bed creaked beneath them, a testament to the raw, primal passion that had just unfolded. For a moment, they simply lay there, basking in the afterglow, their bodies still humming with the intensity of their connection.
But Tsunade's lips curled into a wicked smile as she shifted, her hand trailing down his chest. "Don't think we're done yet," she purred, her voice a sultry promise. Minato's eyes gleamed, his cock already twitching back to life. The night was far from over, and they both knew it.
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