The next morning, Travis stirred awake, the warmth of the soft sheets barely masking the lingering heat from the night before. He sat at the edge of the bed, stretching his arms lazily before running a hand through his messy hair. A smug grin threatened to form on his lips—he had finally gotten laid. Part of him wanted to jump up and let out a victorious shout, but instead, he kept his expression cool, nonchalant, as if this were just another regular night for him.
'I'll be here for a few extra days. I have zero plans to interfere with the war. Kinda boring if you ask me,' he mused, rolling his shoulders.
The thought of stepping in and single-handedly ending the conflict crossed his mind, but what was the fun in that? If he got involved, it would be over in an instant, barely worth his time. So he made his choice—he wouldn't lift a finger. Let them fight their battles.
Behind him, Kushina stirred. Her eyes fluttered open, the scent of his warmth still clinging to the blanket wrapped around her body. As she took a deep breath, inhaling his lingering scent, a deep shiver ran through her.
'I don't think we had enough sex yesterday…' she thought, biting her lip.
They had only gone a few rounds, mostly because her body had been too sensitive after losing her virginity. But now? Now, the ache in her core wasn't from exhaustion—it was from longing.
Without hesitation, she pushed the blanket off and crawled up behind him, wrapping her arms around his bare torso and pressing herself against his back. Her soft breasts flattened against his skin, and the warmth of her body sent a pleasant tingle through him.
"Good morning," she murmured, her voice husky from sleep.
Travis let out a lazy yawn, rubbing his eyes. "Hey, what's up?"
She hesitated for a second before exhaling softly against his neck. "Nothing, just… can we do it again?"
His body stiffened slightly. "Huh? For real?"
"Yeah," she admitted, her fingers lightly tracing along his stomach. "Kinda still aroused, I guess."
Travis blinked before chuckling. "Umm, sure. Let's do it. I won't hold back, by the way."
Kushina frowned slightly. "What do you mean hold back?"
A wicked smirk spread across his lips as he turned his head slightly, eyes gleaming with mischief.
She swallowed, suddenly realizing—she was about to find out.
" ahhh" Kushina moaned shamelessly as Travis's thick cock spread her slick folds wide, forcing her body to accept him once more.
The sharp burst of pleasure that surged through her caught her off guard—so sudden and powerful that it made her cry out even louder. Her body trembled wildly, every muscle tightening and releasing in waves as Travis rammed into her with a force that paid no mind to the fact that only moments ago, he had taken her virginity.
He gripped her hourglass waist with both hands, knuckles whitening as he yanked her hips back to meet his savage thrusts. The roughness of his pace sent tremors through her legs, making them buckle as her dripping heat squelched obscenely with every stroke.
"Ahh! ~ Aaaaah! ~ Ooohhhhh!" Kushina's cries grew more desperate, her voice echoing around the room in rhythm with his brutal pounding. Her pussy gushed with each deep thrust, juices splattering over the couch cushions, soaking them beneath her.
Kushina, already drowning in bliss, brought her shaky hands to her breasts. She squeezed and fondled herself, fingers pinching her nipples through the thin sheen of sweat on her skin. Her tongue lolled out as drool began to spill down her chin, tracing a line over her chest. Her eyes, now glossy and half-lidded, shimmered with pure lust—turning into little hearts with each wave of pleasure that overwhelmed her.
"Ahhn! Mmmm… don't stop… Fucking me… doing that… Aahhh…!" she begged between breathless gasps, her voice cracked and raw.
The moment those words left her lips, Travis changed gears. Without a word, he adjusted his angle and started fucking her even harder, like her plea had unlocked something feral inside him.
He drilled into her with blinding speed, his cock scraping every velvety inch of her clenching walls. With every deep thrust, the tip of his shaft kissed her womb—just enough to make her entire body twitch and curl in rapture, but never quite plunging past the gate. It was cruel. Addictive. And it made her cum hard.
Pah Pah Pah Pah
The sharp, wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh bounced off the walls, blending with her wild moans and his deep grunts. Her soft ass jiggled with every collision, and her trembling body rocked back and forth with the force of his pounding.
"Ahnnnn… Mmmmmm… Ohhhh yessss…" she moaned like a woman possessed.
Travis was a blur now, his hips moving so fast they left afterimages behind, turning her into a shaking, moaning mess. Her pussy convulsed uncontrollably, gripping and sucking his cock in a rhythmic pulse as if her body refused to let go of him. Her slick juices sprayed around his base, her clit rubbing against the coarse friction of their grinding bodies as another climax ripped through her.
She was cumming again and again—her mind melting with each crash of pleasure, her voice a mix of sobs and ecstasy. Her pussy, once untouched, was now molded perfectly around his cock, clinging to it like it belonged inside her.
Her walls squeezed tight, milking him greedily, and Kushina didn't even realize her body was doing it on its own. She wasn't thinking anymore—just feeling. And the feeling was pure bliss.
That was when she understood it completely—this man, Travis, had taken her body, her heart, and made them his. No one else could ever satisfy her like this. From now on, he was the only one she wanted. The only one she needed.
While Travis continued to fuck Kushina with a steady, deliberate rhythm, their bodies locked in a dance of heat and friction, a soft creak echoed from the stairs outside. Travis didn't miss it. His eyes narrowed, a sly grin tugging at his lips as his senses picked up the familiar presence.
Minato.
The blonde was walking up the steps, holding a bouquet of flowers—bright, freshly picked, and trembling slightly in his nervous grip. Travis chuckled lowly under his breath, still buried deep inside Kushina's pussy, her walls twitching with every slow drag of his cock.
'I wanna drag this a bit…' he thought with amusement.
He leaned in, whispering his playful plan into her ear, voice thick with arousal. Kushina gasped softly, but when she turned to look at him, she was already smiling. Mischievous. Willing. Her body was still shuddering from the pleasure he gave her, but the idea of teasing Minato, making him wait outside while she was being thoroughly fucked from behind… It thrilled her.
She quickly threw on an oversized shirt, one that barely covered her ass, and walked over to the door with slightly wobbly legs. Travis gave her a small slap on her cheeky backside before she opened it, still standing behind her out of sight.
The door creaked open, and she peeked her head out, her red hair slightly messy, cheeks still flushed.
"Oh hey Minato, you're back," she said sweetly.
Minato smiled softly, lifting the bouquet. "Yeah… I, uh, got you flowers."
Kushina reached out and took them, her eyes warm. "Thanks. They're beautiful."
Minato hesitated for a second, glancing behind her. "Aren't you gonna let me in?"
"Umm… I would, but I just got out the shower," she said with an awkward laugh, adjusting her hair and subtly biting her lip.
As she spoke, Travis crouched behind her, slipping his cock between her thighs once more. He slid back inside her drenched pussy, groaning quietly at how tight and wet she still was. His hands gripped her ass firmly, fingers digging in while he began to thrust—slowly, carefully—not enough to make a sound, but enough to make her body twitch from the stimulation.
Minato, outside, blushed. He imagined her fresh from the shower, drops of water still clinging to her smooth skin. "Oh—right, sorry. I'll wait out here while you finish up."
"Okay," she said breathlessly, struggling to keep her voice normal, "I'll be done in a few minutes."
She closed the door slowly, locking it with shaking fingers, and the moment it clicked shut, Travis struck.
He grabbed her and pinned her against the wall, pressing her face-first into it as he buried himself in her soaked cunt, pounding her hard and fast. Her shirt bunched around her waist, riding up as her bare ass slapped rhythmically against his hips.
Kushina's body jolted with every thrust, her knees buckling, toes curling on the wooden floor. She clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle the cries of ecstasy threatening to burst out of her throat. The idea of Minato standing just outside—just a few feet away—fueled her arousal beyond anything she'd ever felt. Her pussy spasmed around Travis's cock, and her juices streamed down her inner thighs, puddling on the floor below them.
Travis didn't stop. His pace was relentless, ruthless. Each time his thick shaft rammed into her, her body jerked against the wall like a ragdoll, eyes rolling back in blissful torment.
Her body finally gave out. Kushina slumped forward, panting as her strength melted away. Travis caught her before she could collapse, pulling her gently into his arms.
"You really fucked me good," she whispered, her voice trembling with exhaustion and satisfaction.
"Yeah," Travis said, grinning as he pulled out of her soaked core, his cock glistening. "I'll get going now. You handle Minato."
He walked to the window, opening it casually. The cool breeze hit his skin as he looked over his shoulder.
"It's still too early for him to find out," he smirked before slipping out.
Kushina leaned against the wall, legs shaking, trying to gather herself. Her thighs were slick, her heart pounding, and her eyes still glazed over in a haze of forbidden bliss.
And outside, Minato still waited with a hopeful smile, clutching flowers that had no idea what had just happened behind that door.
TO BE CONTINUED
[A/N: Check out the patreon. Travis is already back in Shippuden time line. He's spitting game on Temari. I've decided to add her arc unlike before in my fic. Thank you for reading, Peace ✌]