“Time to pay for your evil deeds.” The intruder with kunai to my throat said and my muscles… relaxed.
Her voice was playful, teasing, but low.
I sighed, already knowing who it was. “Stop messing around.” My voice was flat, unimpressed. “Anko.“ The last thing I needed after a long day was one of her pranks.
The perpetrator chuckled, low and throaty, and leaned in close. I could feel the heat of her breath against my ear. “What if I don’t?”
Anko Mitarashi wasn’t Anbu. But that meant nothing.
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2025-03-25 16:10:15 +0000 UTC
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The warm afternoon air did little to cool the heat still lingering in my body. I stood there, staring at nothing, my mind sluggishly processing the enormity of what I’d done.
I had fucked Kushina Uzumaki.
And now… I’m fucked. I let out a slow, bitter chuckle, dragging a hand through my hair. My fingers brushed against my temple, where the ghost of her slap still burned. I deserved that much. Maybe more.
I sighed and licked my lips, trying to conjure the taste of her—of her mouth, her tongue, h...
2025-03-24 10:42:24 +0000 UTC
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Hey everyone!
Due to Patreon’s guidelines, all my public chapters will now be available behind a $1 membership tier instead of being fully public. This ensures my content follows Patreon’s policies while still remaining accessible at a very low cost.
What’s Changing?
🔸 Public chapters will now be available in the $1 tier, but they are still free to read on other sites if you prefer.
🔸 As a bonus, I’m making TTS audio ver...
2025-03-24 09:03:28 +0000 UTC
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Now, I wasn’t a medic-nin — but I wasn’t fool enough to ignore the potential of the art. My skill with it was decent enough to earn an invitation from the Medical Department.
Suffice to say, I rarely used it for its intended purpose. But I do use it.
Like right now.
“Whaa—! Ughh…”
The poor woman had not expected that level of intensity. Her teeth unclenched, a moan slipping free before it choked into a silent cry. Then her back arched.
She curled inward, her entire body locking up—m...
2025-03-23 11:12:47 +0000 UTC
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A/N: None of the characters are minors.
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Something inside me detonated, shattering every restraint I had left. My hips surged forward, and suddenly, I was engulfed in heat—tight, impossibly soft, drawing me deeper. Kushina let out a ragged, stifled moan, her legs trembling as they spread wider, as if urging me to sink further into her.
Kushina's eyes widened, a flicker of hesitation breaking through the haze of heat. She turned her head away, her breath uneven. "I… I don't know about this…"...
2025-03-22 11:46:27 +0000 UTC
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Devil’s Whisper is psychological jiu-jitsu. Far from being a brainwashing bullshit. It imbues the user's voice with an unnatural persuasiveness and trustworthiness. It doesn’t overpower. It redirects. If used right, by the skillful, a target’s own emotions would turn against them.
It’s potent against the vulnerable but useless against the prepared or content.
Kushina Uzumaki was strong. An able kunoichi. Fierce. Stubborn. Impulsive. A woman who never shy from violence. From what I remember her in the show, the possibility...
2025-03-21 12:38:03 +0000 UTC
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Kushina Uzumaki, the wife of the un-canonically alive Hokage and the mother of the namesake of my favorite shounen series, and now friend, stood at the door. Wearing her casual outfit I roughly remembered from the show.
One that somehow still accentuated her natural curves. Her red hair — vivid and untamed red —cascaded down her back in a fiery waterfall, the strands catching the light as she smiled. She wore a high-collared, sleeveless blouse under a long, loose-fitting dress, that did a poor work hiding her full chest and wide hi...
2025-03-20 18:43:25 +0000 UTC
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