The private quarters were still heavy with the scent of sex, sweat, and storm when Ino Yamanaka decided the night needed a new direction.
She sat straddling Naruto's lap on the wide bed, silk robe completely discarded now, her pale skin flushed pink from earlier teasing touches.
Temari lounged beside them, propped on one elbow, teal eyes half-lidded and amused as she lazily traced patterns on Naruto's thigh with her fingertips.
Ino leaned forward, breasts brushing Naruto's chest, lips hovering just above his.
"You know what I love most about this little harem you're building?" she purred, voice sweet poison.
"I can feel how much everyone wants you… even when they try to hide it."
Her fingers brushed his temple—gentle, almost innocent.
Then her eyes flashed with the faint glow of the Yamanaka clan seal.
"Mind Transfer Jutsu… modified version. Just a taste."
Naruto's breath hitched.
Suddenly he wasn't just feeling his own pleasure—he was drowning in layers of it.
He felt Temari's sharp, possessive hunger—like sandstorms wrapping around him, demanding he submit and conquer at the same time.
He felt Ino's teasing, playful desire—silk ribbons that wanted to bind and be bound.
And beneath it all, echoes of the others: Konan's quiet, trembling surrender; Hinata's soft, aching devotion; Sakura's fiery frustration-turned-lust; Tsunade's dark, experienced dominance.
It hit him like a Rasengan to the soul.
"Fuck—Ino—!"
She giggled against his mouth, breaking the light connection before it overwhelmed him completely.
"See? That's what you do to us, Hokage-sama.
Now… let's play for real."
Temari moved first—rolling onto her back and spreading her legs in blatant invitation.
"Come here, flower girl," she ordered, voice husky. "I want to see if that mouth is as good as your mind tricks."
Ino crawled between Temari's thighs without hesitation, blonde hair spilling over sun-kissed skin.
She dragged her tongue slowly up Temari's slit—teasing, tasting—before sucking hard on her clit.
Temari's hips bucked, a low curse in Suna dialect escaping her lips.
"Shit—yes, just like that—"
Naruto watched, cock throbbing painfully, the Nine-Tails chakra flaring brighter.
Ino looked up at him through her lashes while she worked Temari.
"Your turn to join, big boy."
He didn't need telling twice.
He positioned himself behind Ino, gripping her hips and sliding into her soaked heat in one smooth thrust.
Ino moaned into Temari's pussy, the vibration making Temari arch and curse again.
Naruto set a steady, deep rhythm—each thrust pushing Ino's face harder against Temari.
The room filled with wet sounds, gasps, and the slap of skin.
Temari tangled her fingers in Ino's blonde hair, holding her in place while she ground against that talented tongue.
"Fuck—don't stop—make her come, Uzumaki—"
Naruto reached around, fingers finding Ino's clit and rubbing fast circles in time with his thrusts.
Ino shattered first—walls clamping down around him like a vice, muffled scream vibrating straight into Temari.
That pushed Temari over the edge.
She came with a sharp cry, thighs squeezing Ino's head, hips jerking as pleasure ripped through her.
Naruto pulled out of Ino, still hard, still leaking.
He flipped Temari onto her hands and knees—facing Ino.
"Kiss her," he growled.
Temari grabbed Ino by the back of the neck and claimed her mouth in a messy, hungry kiss—tasting herself on Ino's tongue.
Naruto lined up behind Temari again and thrust back in—deep, brutal.
While he fucked Temari, Ino slid beneath her—mouth latching onto one of Temari's swinging breasts, sucking hard, while her fingers reached down to rub Temari's clit.
The double assault was too much.
Temari came again—harder this time—walls fluttering wildly around Naruto as she screamed into Ino's mouth.
Naruto couldn't hold back anymore.
He pulled out, stroking himself fast.
"Both of you—on your knees."
Ino and Temari obeyed instantly—kneeling side by side, mouths open, tongues out, eyes locked on him.
He came with a guttural groan—thick ropes painting their faces, lips, tongues, dripping down onto their breasts.
They turned to each other immediately—kissing through the mess, licking each other clean, sharing lazy, filthy smiles.
Naruto collapsed back onto the bed, chest heaving, the Nine-Tails chakra finally simmering down to a low, satisfied purr.
Ino crawled up one side, Temari the other—soft bodies pressing close, hands stroking his chest.
Ino nuzzled his neck.
"We're keeping you forever, you know."
Temari smirked, nipping his shoulder.
"Try to run and I'll bury you in sand."
Naruto chuckled, arms wrapping around both of them.
"Wouldn't dream of it."
Outside, the storm over Konoha finally began to quiet.
But inside… the hunger was only growing.
Somewhere in the village, more kunoichi were starting to feel the pull stronger than ever.
**To be continued…**
(Next chapter tease: The storm spreads beyond Konoha. A certain red-haired Kazekage's sister isn't the only Suna visitor anymore… and maybe a certain Hyuga branch family member wants to prove her worth.)