𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗲

You took a deep breath before knocking once at Lady Tsunade’s door, hearing a “Come in!” right after. You pushed the door open, staring at Tsunade behind her desk, her yukata hugging her boobs always so nicely and her hair up in a simple updo, her eyes looking you up and down, wondering why you stayed at the door instead of sitting in one of the chairs like usual. Was it because Jiraiya was there too? 

Seeing both of them made you salivate a little, forcing yourself to swallow hard and looking up at the ceiling. 

“T-The mission went well, Lady Tsunade.” You tried so hard to not sound a broken mess, but your voice barely came out in a whisper. 

“Come a little closer, darling, I can’t hear you,” she told you and, fuck, the petname. The stupid petnames she called you. You hated her so much for making you feel like this. 

“I can leave if I’m interrupting,” Jiraiya added, lifting his arms in defeat. 

“N-no! It’s fine. I’m fine,” you barked, looking at him from a millisecond. He looked too damn good as well. It’s not fair. It’s not fucking fair to have two of the hottest and most experienced people in all Konoha looking at you oh-so-worried when you are at a very sensitive moment.

You took a few steps, lifting your back off the door. Your hands were clasped behind your back and you thanked your thick uniform to hide your hard nipples and wet pussy. 

“Everything went uh well in the mission,” you said, measuring your words and nodding with each of them. 

“That’s good, darling, You seem quite tense, did everything happen?” she inquired, tilting her head and trying to make eye contact with you, but you were too interested in the ceiling. 

You know you shouldn’t lie to your Hokage, you’d be breaking the rules, but everything about this is so fucking embarrassing. You can’t picture yourself telling her that you’ve been stupid enough to be hit by a sex pollen jutsu. 

Jiraiya’s eyes never left your body, he was seeing you twitch and breathe hard, thighs pressing against each other every once in a while, trying to ease the pain in some way. He blinked a few times before understanding what’s happening to you. 

“I think the girl’s in pain,” Jiraiya pointed out, making you snap your head towards him fast. Your eyes were wide as you blinked in despair, trying to tell him without words to not say anything. 

But Tsunade was already worried, circling around the desk and coming next to you, grabbing your arms. “Are you? Tell us what happened, we can help you, you know that.” 

You’re holding your breath now, trying so hard to not make any noise and shaking your head to just stop her from touching you. Your head is spinning now, the simple and innocent touch of Lady Tsunade making you scream inside. She was so worried about you, you have to tell her something!

Jiraiya appears behind you, his big frame filling the space. “Hey, kid. Just tell us what happened, we’re not gonna be mad. Whatever it is, we’ve seen worse. You’re safe here.”

His voice is low and reassuring, but right now it shoots straight between your legs, making your soaked panties cling even tighter to your swollen folds. You whimper softly, eyes squeezing shut as another wave of heat crashes through you. Your clit is throbbing so hard it hurts, aching for pressure, for anything.

Tsunade’s hands slide up your arms, her fingers brushing the sides of your breasts accidentally and you nearly buckle. “Darling, look at me. We’re here for you.”

You can’t hold it back anymore. The words tumble out in a desperate rush, your voice shaky and high. “I’m-I’m sorry, I got hit by this jutsu. It’s so bad, Lady Tsunade. I don’t know how it works but my body is burning and I’m extremely aroused. I really need to go home right now to take care of it myself, please, I’m sorry.”

You’re trembling so hard your knees knock together, thighs rubbing desperately for any friction. Tears of frustration prick at your eyes because it feels so embarrassing to say it out loud, especially to them. But they don’t pull away. If anything, Tsunade’s golden eyes soften even more, Jiraiya lets out a soft chuckle behind you, but it’s fond, not mocking.

“Attacked by a lust jutsu, huh?” he whispers, his breath hot against your ear as he presses closer to your back. His chest is solid and warm through your uniform, and you can feel the hard planes of his body molding against you. “Poor thing. No wonder you’re squirming like that. We’re not letting you run off like this. We’re meant to help you, remember?”

Tsunade nods, her fingers already working at the zipper of your jacket. “Mhm. Let me remove your clothes, sweetheart.”

You let out a needy sob. “Are you sure? You don’t need to… to do anything.” 

“We’ll take such good care of you. No need to be shy with us,” she reminds you.

You nod frantically, heat flooding your whole body. “O-Okay. I’m sorry if I’m being weird or gross, I just… fuck I need help.”

“Oh, honey,” Tsunade breathes, her voice like velvet as she peels your jacket open, revealing your tight shirt underneath, the way your hard nipples poke obviously against the fabric. She looks completely enamoured, eyes tracing every inch of your flushed skin. “You’re so cute when you’re like this.”

“D-Don’t tease me, please, don’t be mean.” You close your eyes shut, breathing hard.

Tsunade clicks her tongue, shaking her head. “We could never be mean to you.”

Jiraiya’s hands settle on your hips from behind, pulling you back against him so you can feel the growing hardness pressing against your ass. He nuzzles into your neck, lips brushing your skin so lightly it makes you whine. “We’ve got you, pretty thing. You don’t have to worry about nothing.”

Your hands clutch at Tsunade’s yukata as she tugs your shirt up and over your head, exposing your breasts to the cool air of the office. The relief of being less constricted makes you moan loudly, head falling back against Jiraiya’s shoulder. “Ahh... thank you,”

They move you gently but firmly toward the desk, Tsunade clearing some papers with a sweep of her arm while Jiraiya keeps you pinned to his front, his big hands roaming up your sides, thumbs circling under your breasts. You’re babbling the whole time, words spilling out without filter. “P-Please don’t make me wait. I’ll do anything-”

Tsunade leans in and kisses you softly at first, her full lips so warm and experienced, tasting like sake. Then deeper, her tongue sliding against yours as she cups one of your breasts, pinching the nipple just right. You cry out into her mouth, hips grinding back against Jiraiya desperately. “Mmm, so cute,” she whispers when she pulls back, lips shiny. “Such a desperate little thing. We love it.”

Jiraiya’s hands slide down, unfastening your pants and pushing them down your legs along with your soaked panties. The cool air hits your dripping core and you shudder, legs spreading instinctively. 

“Fuck, feel how wet she is,” he groans, one thick finger sliding through your folds from behind, gathering your slick. You nearly scream at the contact, pushing back for more.

“Please, Jiraiya-sama, I’m gonna lose my mind... d-don’t tease, I can’t take it!”

Tsunade drops to her knees in front of you, looking up with that enamoured smile that makes your heart race even through the haze of lust. She kisses your inner thigh, then higher, her hot breath fanning over your swollen clit. 

“We’ve got you, darling. Let us make it all better.” Her tongue flicks out, licking a long, slow stripe up your pussy, and you wail, hands flying to her hair.

Jiraiya holds you steady from behind, his fingers now circling your entrance before pushing one thick digit inside you. The stretch is perfect, curling just right against that spot that makes stars burst behind your eyes. 

“We’re gonna fill you up and take care of every ache, baby,” he whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe.

“I’m cum- nghhh ahh!” You couldn’t even finish your phrase before screaming and squirting all over Tsunade’s face, just after a few touches. 

When she gets up, her mouth, chin and even breasts shiny with your release, you gasp, covering your mouth with your head. “I’m so sorry, Lady Tsunade! I didn’t mean to, please forgive me!”

You would have bowed if Jiraiya wasn’t holding you steady. Tsunade smiles, squeezing one of your breasts lightly. “I’m not complaining, baby, you taste extra sweet today.”

“Does she?” Jiraiya says, blinking in excitement. “Hold her for me, Tsunade, I wanna have a taste.”

And thank god they continued because your neediness wasn’t gone yet. 

He moves fast but gentle, spinning you around so your back presses against Tsunade’s body. She wraps her strong arms around you from behind, her big breasts squishing against your back as she holds you steady. Her hands immediately find your tits, cupping them fully, thumbs brushing over your stiff nipples in circles that make you whimper and arch.

“Easy, darling,” Tsunade murmurs right next to your ear. She gives your breasts a gentle squeeze, rolling your nipples between her fingers until you’re panting. “We love how sensitive you get. So cute when you squirm like this.”

You can barely form words, your pussy still pulsing from that first intense orgasm, but the jutsu keeps the fire raging inside you. “Please... i-it’s not enough...”

Jiraiya drops to his knees in front of you, his long white hair brushing your thighs as he spreads your legs wider. He looks up at you with a grin, eyes dark with lust. “I’m gonna take real good care of this pretty pussy. Hold still for me.”

He leans in without another second of teasing, his hot mouth latching onto your dripping folds. The first long lick makes you cry out loud, your hands flying down to grip his hair. He groans deeply against you, the vibration shooting straight through your clit. 

“Fuck... you taste so sweet,” he mumbles between licks, his tongue diving deeper, lapping up every bit of your juices. “Best pussy I’ve ever tasted, no doubt about it… mmm, it’s like honey.”

Tsunade keeps playing with your tits from behind, pinching and tugging your nipples just right while she kisses along your neck and shoulder. Her breath is hot on your skin and every time you moan she squeezes harder, making your whole body tremble. 

“Hear that? He’s obsessed with you already.”

You’re babbling now, hips grinding against Jiraiya’s face desperately as tears of overwhelming pleasure slip down your cheeks. “Oh god, your tongue nghhh- it feels too good. I-I’m sorry, please don’t stop... hic! I need to cum again, p-please-”

He keeps going, wrapping his lips around your swollen clit and sucking hard while two thick fingers push back inside you, curling perfectly against that spot that makes your vision go white. The wet, sloppy sounds of his mouth fill the office, mixed with your broken moans and Tsunade’s soft praises. She rolls your breasts in her palms, occasionally leaning over your shoulder to watch Jiraiya devour you, her own breathing getting heavier.

“You’re so adorable when you beg like that,” Tsunade whispers. “See how well you take his fingers? Such a good girl.”

Jiraiya pulls back just enough to speak, his chin shiny with your slick, but his fingers keep pumping steadily. “Tastes even better than I imagined. Sweetest thing in all of Konoha. Gonna make you cum so hard on my tongue, baby.”

He dives back in, tongue flicking fast over your clit while his fingers thrust deeper. The pressure builds so quickly, your thighs shaking around his head. Tsunade pinches both your nipples at the same time, twisting them gently and that’s what sends you over the edge. You scream, body seizing up as another powerful orgasm rips through you. Your pussy clenches hard around his fingers, gushing all over his mouth and chin as he keeps licking and sucking through it, drinking down every drop like it’s the best thing he’s ever had.

Even after the waves start to fade you’re still begging, voice hoarse and desperate. “Fuck! It’s not stopping, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I’ll be better, I promise but please…” You see Jiraiya standing up slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. You grip his forearms hard, tears running your cheeks. “I n-need you to fill me up. Could you do that? Please, don’t leave me like this.”

Tsunade chuckles softly, kissing your flushed cheek while she keeps massaging your sensitive breasts. “We’re not going anywhere, darling.”

Jiraiya kneads your ass, looking at you as he says: “Turn around for me, baby.”

You do it immediately, face smushing against Tsunade’s tits while you hear Jiraiya free his hard cock from his pants. He nudges at your entrance, coating his cock with your release, then when he tries to slowly sink inside of you, you’re the one pushing yourself to sink in one fast thrust. 

“Please,” you moan, wanting him to just move. 

Tsunade stands beside you, one hand sliding under your body to reach your clit while the other strokes your back soothingly

“Fuck, you’re gripping me so tight... best pussy I’ve ever felt too.” He starts thrusting, each push making your breasts bounce against Tsunade and drawing out more of those needy sounds from your throat.

Tsunade’s fingers find your clit, flicking it fast and firm, matching the rhythm of Jiraiya’s thrusts. The double sensation hits you like lightning. Your legs tremble hard, moans turning into broken sobs of pleasure as you babble everything that comes to mind. “Yes, yes, right there… mmmph!” 

It’s the first time in all day when you feel the pain start to go away, allowing real pleasure to fill your body. Jiraiya’s cock is big and long, stretching you so damn good with every thrust kissing your cervix enough to make your eyes roll back.

“You’re doing so well,” Tsunade praises,as she keeps flicking your clit faster, rubbing tight circles every few strokes. She leans down to kiss your shoulder, her free hand squeezing one of your breasts again. “Taking him sooo deep.”

Jiraiya picks up the pace, fucking you harder from behind, the sound of skin slapping skin mixing with your wet squelching and their heavy breathing. Every thrust hits that perfect spot inside you while Tsunade’s fingers on your clit never slow down. The pressure builds fast and intense, your whole body tightening like a spring.

“I’m gonna cum again hahhh, feels so so good- I can’t- nghhh!”

You cry out, voice cracking as the final orgasm crashes over you harder than all the others. Your pussy clenches tight around Jiraiya’s cock, squirting messily around him as waves of release wash through every inch of you. The jutsu’s effects finally start to fade completely, leaving you trembling and satisfied, juices dripping everywhere onto the floor and down your thighs.

Jiraiya groans loud, burying himself deep as he rides out your climax with you, his hips stuttering. “Fuck, that’s it.” 

He eases out of your cunt slowly, hearing you whine from the loss. You’re a panting, boneless mess on the desk, but they both pull you up carefully into their arms, Tsunade kissing your forehead while Jiraiya nuzzles your neck. They sigh in relief when they don’t hear you beg for more. Jiraiya’s strong arms wrap around your waist from behind while Tsunade presses to your front, her soft breasts squishing against yours as she strokes your hair with gentle fingers. You nuzzle into Tsunade’s neck, eyes half closed, practically drifting off as the last waves of pleasure fade into satisfied tiredness.

“Shh, rest now, darling,” Tsunade whispers softly, kissing the top of your head. She grabs a clean cloth from somewhere on her desk and starts wiping you down carefully between your legs, her touch so tender it makes you sigh happily. “You did so well. Such a sweet, sweet girl for us.”

Jiraiya hums in agreement, his big hands rubbing slow circles on your back and hips, cleaning the mess from your thighs with another cloth. “Yeah, you were perfect, baby. No need to feel embarrassed at all.” 

His voice is low and soothing, lips brushing your shoulder as he pulls you closer against his chest. They take turns murmuring praises, telling you how pretty you looked falling apart for them, how much they enjoyed your taste and your sounds.

You mumble something sleepy and incoherent, letting their warmth surround you completely. Your body feels boneless, the jutsu’s fire finally gone, replaced by this floaty feeling. Jiraiya even pulls his haori around you a little, covering your naked skin while they keep holding you right there in the middle of the office, rocking you gently 

But then it hits you.

Your eyes snap open wider, cheeks burning hotter than they ever did during the heat of everything. Suddenly you’re remembering every single thing you said, every desperate babble, every moan of their names, the way you squirted all over Tsunade’s face and begged Jiraiya to fuck you harder. You stiffen a little in their arms, heart racing for a whole different reason now.

“Oh no... oh god,” you whisper, voice small and shaky as you try to hide your face against Tsunade’s shoulder. “I can’t believe I-I said all that stuff. And I made such a mess everywhere, I’m so sorry. I should have just gone home...”

You feel your shyness come rushing back full force, making you curl up smaller even though they’re still holding you tight. Tears of pure mortification prick at your eyes as you keep mumbling. 

Tsunade chuckles softly, not letting you pull away. She tilts your chin up gently so you have to look at her warm, fond smile. “None of that. We loved taking care of you. Everything you made was perfect.”

Jiraiya laughs quietly behind you, squeezing your waist. “Yeah, kiddo. Don’t hide from us now.” He presses a soft kiss to the back of your neck, his long hair tickling your skin. “Stay with us a little longer. We’re not done spoiling you yet.”