It was a lazy morning in The Hidden Leaf Village. The wind blew gently through an open window to a young couple cuddling in bed. The man, Minato, read a book gifted to him by his sensei. His flushed cheeks betrayed the truth of his guilt as his wife, Kushina, lay in his lap still snoozing. He and his students had a mission later that afternoon, but he wanted to get through one last chapter before he got ready.
Kushina mumbled something before lifting her head from her husband’s lap. Her bright red hair was a wild mess that matched Minato’s blond bird’s nest. “Morning, y’know,” she greeted him.
“Good morning, Kushina,” Minato responded, quickly hiding his reading material.
Kushina squinted at him, wiping the drool from her mouth to speak, “hey…was that one of Jiraiya’s…”
“Uhh…” Minato was busted.
Kushina sprung to life and jumped on top of Minato. “It was! Minato you naughty little- do I have to remind you? You have a mission today y’know!”
“You should know better than to read that stuff before a mission! It’ll distract you! You know the shinobi prohibitions!”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Minato reassured timidly.
Kushina rested a bit firmer on him and she could feel him pressing back through her netted underwear. She sneered, “oh really? Then you should be able to handle this too.” She rocked her hips and the two of them threw their heads back, huffing in lecherous gratification.
Minato considered himself lucky that Kushina was feeling as hot as he was that morning and wasn’t looking to pound the prohibitions into him with her fists. Those were the types of mornings he loved the most. “I can’t wait to see you later if everything works out today,” he said.
Suddenly, he found himself wrapped up in the powerful sealing chains of his jinchuriki lover. Her hair had grown even wilder, and she pulled the chains tighter with a powerful tug. “What did you saaay?” she hissed, pushing up and in close to her husband’s face. “If?” She forced a threatening smile. “Whaddaya mean if, y’know?!”
“Just nothing! You will be coming back y’know! There is no if!” She got up, releasing him and hopping off of the bed “Sooo you can be plenty excited to see me later when you get back! After all,” she looked back and said, “you want the rest, don’t you?”
Minato smiled nervously and swallowed a lump in his throat. A bead of sweat rolled down from his brow. Somehow, he was even more excited now. He had no choice. He would have to make it back.
Part of a collaboration with @flawlessstriker
