Indomitable

The next morning Naruto awoke to find himself stretched out in a bedroll with a naked female form snuggled up against his side, and a confused jumble of memories floating about in the back of his mind. The sound of forest birds greeting the sun confirmed that he was in northern Fire Country, but beyond that his sleep-addled mind wasn’t sure where he was. Or, to look at it another way, which of his several hundred versions of the previous day’s memories actually went with his current body.

But he could feel that he had sentry clones out, so he wasn’t too worried about it. Waking up was always confusing when he didn’t have the chance to properly sort his memories before going to bed. He gave the curvaceous girl-clone in his arms a friendly squeeze, and idly let his hand wander down to her hip as he tried to sort out who he was.

She made an appreciative sound, but then her hand wandered south to investigate a case of morning wood that definitely shouldn’t have been there.

Wait a minute. I’m a guy. Why am I sleeping with a girl-clone if I’m in guy form? I haven’t done that since that one clone stayed a girl too long and started wanting to experiment.

“Hmm, not bad. Is this natural, or another of your funky transformation techniques?” The voice in his ear was sultry, teasing, and definitely not one of his clones.

His eyes snapped open. “Anko? What are you doing?”

“What’s it feel like I’m doing?” She purred as her hand began to stroke. “I’m still too weak for anything acrobatic, but that’s not going to stop me from thanking you for saving my ass yesterday.”

“Um, much as I appreciate it, you really don’t have to do that.”

She nipped his ear playfully. “Are you kidding? There’s nothing hotter than fucking your boss. Now you just relax and enjoy it, stud.”

Then she slid down his body to put her tongue to work.

Naruto groaned at the novel sensation. Sure, he’d done plenty of experimenting as a girl during his long training trip. But the fact that his clones were still him, and therefore had decidedly mixed feelings about the idea of getting intimate with a guy, meant that this was one area where his experience was still rather lacking.

After a moment Anko came up for air, and gave him a sultry look. “You never answered my question, boss. Natural or enhanced?”

“That’s all natural, Anko-chan. But I can always do a Partial Multi-Size Transformation if you need another foot or two to play with.”

She laughed. “Sounds like fun, but you’d better wait until I can pull off elastic body techniques again. Right now I just want to show you what I can handle the old-fashioned way.”

She bent her head again, and this time she went all the way down.

“Oh, god,” he groaned. “You’re good at that.”

“Mmmm Hmmm!” She replied happily, and he groaned again.

“I love sucking cock!” She announced as she came up for air. “Damn, it’s been too long since I got to do this with someone I actually like. I hope you’ve got a big load saved up for me, because this is one slut who really needs her morning protein.” She ran her tongue slowly up the length of his shaft, and then playfully lengthened it to three times its normal size and wrapped it around him.

“Keep that up and you’re gonna get a face-full in no time.” Naruto replied. “Good gods, do you know how hot that is?”

“Uh huh!” The snake mistress replied proudly as her enlarged tongue slithered up and down his organ. She eyed the object of her desire hungrily as she tasted it from every angle. But apparently that wasn’t enough for the buxom vixen, as she abruptly retracted her tongue and wrapped her lips around it again.

She looked up to lock her eyes with Naruto’s, and then slowly lowered her lips until his entire length was engulfed in her hungry mouth. Her incredible tongue went back to work, hidden now but no less effective, as she slowly worked her way back up. When she was on the verge of releasing him again she stopped, her tongue running teasing circles around the tip of his member

He thrust upwards with a groan, trying to get more contact, but she timed her movements perfects to maintain her teasing position. “Fuck!” He grabbed her head with both hands and pushed her roughly down.

“Mmmm Hmmm!” Anko exclaimed excitedly, and went to work. After a minute he relaxed enough to let her bob her head up and down on his shaft, but he kept one hand in her hair and pulled her back down whenever she tried to tease him again. She seemed to like it, if her mounting enthusiasm was any clue.

He was already getting close when she started to hum, and he lost it. She kept her lips firmly fastened around the base of his shaft as he emptied himself into her mouth, making appreciative noises as she greedily swallowed every spurt. Finally, when she was satisfied that he’d been milked completely dry, she released him with a happy sigh and set about licking him clean.

“Damn, Anko-chan!” Naruto said weakly. “That sex-kitten act of yours isn’t an act at all, is it?”

“Nope,” she replied as she squirmed her way back up his body to lie against him. “I’d spend my whole life fucking and killing if I could. I wish I was up to a good pounding right now, but those broken ribs haven’t quite healed yet and my chakra’s about dry.”

“Yeah, the regeneration burns your chakra to heal you, so you won’t have much until you’re healthy again. Food helps a lot, so you might want to start carrying extra rations just in case. I’ll give you another chakra transfusion after breakfast, and you’ll probably be back to full strength tomorrow.”

“That’s a hell of a jutsu, boss. How long does it last, anyway?”

He didn’t answer.

“Wait, I remember the name of that technique now. Was that…permanent?”

“Um, yeah. I’m afraid so. You’ve got my regeneration bloodline for real now unless you have some kind of rejection reaction, and those usually show up within a few hours. I guess we’d better get Tsunade to give you a checkup just in case, but you should be good. Sorry there wasn’t time to really talk about it-”

“Sorry? Are you fucking kidding me? That’s the most kickass bloodline I’ve ever heard of! Hurry up and heal me, so you can screw me till I can’t walk.”

Naruto laughed. “You’ll probably pass out when I do it, so we’d better get some food in you first. But if you’re that desperate it’d be pretty cruel of me to leave you waiting for so long. Just don’t resist any of this, and we’ll get you taken care of long enough to tide you over.”

An invisible aura sprang up around them as his hand dipped between her thighs. Anko stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and hooked one leg over his hip to give him access. “That’s…sort of like the old pervert’s Lust Aura, but different. Not so grating.”

“Yeah, well, I turn into a girl, so I know what that stuff feels like too. But it turns out being able to feel both sides of one of these techniques makes research a lot easier. I call this one Affectionate Embrace, because at low power it’s nice and friendly and relaxing. But when I turn it up a little…”

Anko gasped as her eyes dilated, and the dampness between her thighs became a river. He slipped three fingers inside her and pressed them against her g-spot as he cupped her mound, the heel of his hand pressing firmly against her clit.

“And this one’s my version of Grip of Ecstasy. No need to risk burning your poor clit with huge chakra pulses when I can reach everything important at the same time like this.”

He moved his whole hand in a complicated rhythm as pulses of chakra danced between his buried fingers and the palm. Anko jerked and bit his shoulder as she climaxed suddenly. He used the distraction as the opening for another technique, and she released him with a sigh as she went limp. He carefully laid her out on her back, one hand on her chest while the other continued it’s work below.

“Wha was at?” She slurred, barely able to talk.

“Muscle relaxation technique. I’m sure you’d rather be more active, but we can’t have you tearing anything up in there. So you just relax and let Dr. Uzumaki take care of all that nasty tension.”

Normally Anko’s couplings were frantic, violent affairs born of a roiling mixture of bloodlust and desire, a state in which she was as likely to carve her partner’s organs out as get him off. But this time was different. Naruto’s effortless command of the situation, the intimacy of being wrapped in that impossible aura of his, the upwelling of purely sexual desire awakened by his technique, all awakened responses she’d never thought she was capable of. She sighed happily, and let the sea of pure, uncomplicated bliss wash her away.

Naruto was rather startled when, somewhere between her fifth and sixth orgasms, Anko’s cursed seal wavered into visibility and began to move. He had a moment of serious concern before he realized that it wasn’t activating.

No, it was…unrolling. Most advanced seals were made up of hundreds, if not thousands of symbols, but competent seal masters almost always designed them to shrink into an unreadable mass when activated. After all, it was almost impossible to unravel a seal whose components you couldn’t even see. Orochimaru’s work tended to be especially paranoid in this regard, with multiple layers of booby traps and defenses against all the usual decryption techniques. That was one reason why even Tsunade and Jiraiya had never been able to remove his cursed seals.

Yet before his astonished eyes the outer layer of Anko’s cursed seal expanded into a three-inch circle of small but perfectly readable symbols.

Anko made a small sound of complaint, and he realized he’d been so distracted he’d lost his rhythm. So he called up a clone to study the seal, and forcefully turned his attention back to the task of driving his new partner out of her mind with pleasure.