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Like a Boar in a Flower Shop
🕑 Added 2024-04-27 04:44:38 +0000 UTCKonoha had a surprisingly large amount of different industries crammed together. The Land of Fire was a land rich with fertile soil, pleasantly warm weather year round and a good dozen other reason why it was the granary of the elemental nations, but none of that really mattered to Tayuya in particular.
What did matter to her was the fact that she could find damn near everything she wanted in Konoha's ninja-run specialty shops. A random civilian wouldn't think that an entire ninja clan would run a flower and perfume business, but, well, between the fact that they were the perfumers of nobility and sold their specialty grade perfumes to even the uppermost crust of government... it didn't take long to understand why and how the Yamanaka had decided to keep their perfume business going after they had incorporated into Konoha.
Needless to say, should one ever need information about the movements of nobles and even foreign diplomacy, then the Yamanaka flower shop was the place to go.
Which is why Tayuya could be found there in that specific sunny day. Though, of course, the only reason she knew all of htis was because she had something of a special bond with the man running the information network, the clan head who liked to spend much of his time posing as a clerk at the flower shop.
He was Yamanaka Inoichi, he was a dangerous man, an affable, tall and broad shouldered handsome man, some might even say beautiful, who was as approachable and welcoming as he was cold blooded, calculating and capable of horrors the likes of which many people had better never experience. Such was the life of Konoha's most prolific and best torturer and information broker.
"Ah! If it isn't Tayuya, what brings you here to my humble abode?" he asked, as he put down the watering can he was using to keep the plants healthy and fresh, a row of succulents on a shelf that had recently been watered. Didn't need much, but they still needed some.
Tayuya huffed and crossed her arms, scoffing at the head of the Yamanaka. "What, can't I just be here to buy my man some flowers?" she asked.
"Well, not the strangest thing," Inoichi said, smiling and standing up. Much like a lot of his clan, he wore primarily purple, though he had a dark green apron more reminiscent of Konoha's colors with his store logo on the front, a stylized flower arrangement. "But I never thought Naruto someone who was into flower arrangements."
Tayuya snorted, rolling her eyes. "Yeah neither did I, until I gave him some, thanks for that recommendation by the way, he loved them," she said.
Inoichi smirked. "Was I right or was I right? See, this is why you trust the mind reader," he said, tapping his temple with his finger. "Now what are you actually here for?" he said, his voice dropping a bit lower, eyes scanning the environment around them. "It's never anything pleasant."
Tayuya hummed and reached under her white tunic. A bit reminiscent of the clothes she wore under Orochimaru, a white tunic and spats underneath, it simply was what she was comfortable training and fighting in, and it allowed her to wear pouches to carry hidden things. Throw in some bullshit seal magic from the perverted sage, and she was also carrying everything she needed in just a tiny pouch. Her finger ghosted along one of the etched seals, made from the perverted sage's own hair threaded into the fabric of the pouch, and pulled out a green and white scroll, passing it to Inoichi.
Information straight from Jiraiya.
She was Jiraiya's link to Konoha, and that meant she was his link to Konoha's internal networks, including Inoichi.
The blond took the scroll, closed his eyes and then without a care in the world, or at least seemingly like that, he chucked it behind the counter at the far end of the shop, the scroll making a perfect parabolic trajectory to land on a bucket with a bunch of gardening tools. Green meant it wasn't urgent.
Tayuya snorted. "What if an employee-"
"You wound me, you know my people know better," Inoichi said, gesturing to her with his hand. "But what about you? We should catch up, I haven't seen you since the last time you had an evaluation," he said, crossing his arms. "So, any thoughts of betraying us to return to your old master yet?"
"Don't think I've gone insane," she said, "and I certainly ain't complainin' about getting rid of his hickey either," she said, putting her hands on her hips and glaring at him. "You ever gonna stop thinking I could snap at any moment?"
"I was in there," Inoichi said, raising his hand and pointing at her forehead. "I know better than anyone what's in that brain of yours. Better than you, maybe."
She snorted. "Nah, you don't know shit," she said, stepping into his personal space.
Anyone who looked would think their situation intimate, it was easy to misunderstand, as they closed the distance and looked each other in the eye. "I think I do," he said, breathily. "I can't forget it, myself."
"Eh?" She smirked and looked up at him, he was slightly taller than her, always had been, somehow their height gap never seemed to impede them. "You can't stop thinking about what we did huh?"
"What I did," Inoichi said. "I'm not supposed to do that. It's not safe, it's forbidden for a reason, and even worse - I did it on someone with a cursed seal," he said.
"Big fucking deal, jackass," she hissed, reaching with her hand and grabbing him by the lapel of his work shirt, glaring into his eyes. "And you better take some fucking responsibility. You don't even begin to understand how much I'm burning up right now."
"This isn't," he began, then stopped himself, frowning and closing his eyes for a few moments, pulling back and gritting his teeth. "Me too."
She exhaled out of her nose. "Well flowerboy," she said, "are you gonna take responsibility for what you did to us?" she asked, reaching with her hand for his crotch, through the apron and his pants and underwear, even so, she could feel the pulsating, throbbing heat of his member, which was already responding to her, to her presence.
Even touching it reminded her of what happened, of how they had wound up this way, of the day when the head torturer decided that no amount of pain would ever expose her secrets and so decided to use pleasure instead.
Probably the first time that Tayuya had ever gotten off so hard she actually passed out. The sex she'd had that day had completely blown any prior experiences she'd had, any experimentation and weird cursed seal trickery, entirely out of the water, no, it had blown the water away too. And it wasn't even something crazy.
In order to make sure she was safe, that she should be allowed to roam free in Konoha, she had been subjected to pleasure untold... through means of a forbidden Yamanaka technique of questionable legality and obscure morality, a technique that opened her up and allowed Inoichi to read her mind like an open book, but which, in turn, caused a certain degree of bleedthrough.
A big drawback, to be sure, and a reason why it was no use in combat, and didn't really have a purpose in regular torture.
But as Inoichi felt Tayuya's hand on his crotch, on his dick, felt the heat of her palm on him, the twitching of both their muscles gave away the sensations they were sharing at the moment. They could feel the embers of their connection rekindling. It never went away, not truly, not completely... it was muted, it was distant, but it was never truly gone from the back of their minds.
Inoichi might be a master of mind techniques, but this one was forbidden for a reason.
Tayuya's hand moved, squeezing and pushing softly, working his length. Though he was not monstrous, he was definitely on the bigger than average side, and he would only grow bigger and bigger as she caused more arousal. She knew the cock she was handling very well.
She got familiar with it whenever she had a psychological evaluation, a requirement for her continued stay in Konoha as a defector from an enemy nation.
"It's not time yet," he hissed, "we can't do this. I have a wife and family, and you have a boyfriend."
"Yeah, whatever," she said, "I have needs, you have needs, and I don't know about your other problems but it's not like we can do anything else about this one," she said, glaring into his eyes, the bright cyan irises that had been so intense and even frightening at times now looking even confused.
"You make it sound like we're a pair of drug addicts," Inoichi said, one of his hands almost unconsciously reaching for Tayuya, reaching under her long tunic and sliding along the elastic fabric of her spats, reaching for her ass. He felt on panty lines, as he grabbed onto and squeezed her cheek through the fabric, his fingers sinking into her ass only a little, as he was faced with the firm and powerful muscle beneath the fat surface.
Looking down at her, he could no doubt see that she was already starting to become red, that her breath was already catching, as the two of them experienced the backlash of their own actions. Tayuya's breath caught in her throat and her eyes narrowed, lips pursing a little as his other hand joined the first, pushing her towards him. Familiar, common movements, and a familiar response, one she gave every time they met.
Tayuya refused to kiss him, and he always tried. It was a natural reflex, he liked doing it, it was perhaps one of the few factors of incompatibility between them that couldn't be bridged or negotiated, Tayuya stubbornly and staunchly refused to let him kiss her, and as he came down for a kiss, she put a hand on his face, her palm on his lips, and she pushed him back, breaking his hold on her.
She huffed, and gave him an aggressive grin, and then with a powerful move that reminded him that he wasn't dealing with just some nobody little girl, she forced him back, towards the counter. The store was, and would be, empty for a while. Whenever Tayuya would come visit, Inoichi would activate a simple but effective Yamanaka technique that would render anyone who didn't have important emergency business insensate for a brief second, and then suggest them to go elsewhere, making them forget what business they had at the flower shop.
It was a vital part of creating an environment for productive information gathering and trading.
And now, it meant that they were free to move about, as everyone else would not bother them, even if they went behind the counter, behind the glass structure with displays of tools, supplies and even some plants that survived better in the environment found in a glass box.
Tayuya followed after Inoichi, licking her lips as she approached him. She might not let him kiss her, but she was by no means shy about having sex with him, and her body felt like it was wreathed in the flames of passion itself, she reached under his apron and then hooked her fingers under the elastic of his pants and underwear, pulling them down.
Now, she wasn't a particularly big fan of giving blowjobs, at least, not to just anyone, but Inoichi was a sort of special person. She was very much a fan of getting licked herself, and well... that killed two birds with one stone, as she crouched down, legs spread, her spats stretching so much, showing that they were perhaps a size too small when they became nearly transparent, transparent enough to show that her crotch was wet, and more importantly...
Transparent enough to show that she wasn't wearing any panties under her spats.
Inoichi looked, saw, and gulped, he must've realized by then, Tayuya thought, that she had come here with the intent of settling her heated body's desires. She never had any other idea in mind. The message wasn't urgent, in fact, it'd been sitting in her kitchen counter for a while. No, she came because her body demanded it. She came because she wanted to come.
She wanted to calm the itch that only Inoichi could scratch for her.
And it was time to get the show on the road, as she pulled Inoichi's cock free from containment and, within moments of being exposed to the cold air outside of its tight confinement, it sprung to life, standing at a respectable length and girth, proud and strong. She licked her lips. The sensation of heat and the scent, he wasn't a perfumer for show alone after all, it was all just making her get even more heated by the moment. The longer they spent together, the wider the channel between them became.
What was supposed to just enable Inoichi to read her true feelings, to read her 'heart', rather than her mind, now became something of a two way street, allowing Tayuya to know just how much Inoichi was enjoying everything she was doing, how much despite the tight frown on his face and the barest, briefest glimpse of resistance, inside he was burning to have sex with her. She looked up, she could tell, he was warring with how much he wanted what she had to offer, and she didn't even bother restraining herself.
No, instead, she reached for his cock with her left hand, and for his balls, with the other. "Damn," she whistled, "does your old lady just not empty these semen tanks or something?" she asked, using her thumb, palm and fingers to play with his thick and heavy ballsack, it was stretched and it felt full. "Sheesh, feels like there's enough to repopulate an entire damn clan in here!"
His nose wrinkled a little, he leaned forward and put his hands on the edge of the counter as he did, for stability, to keep himself standing. He was demonstrating remarkable aplomb and a pokerface of steel, remaining only barely fazed despite her hand wrapping around his meat. Her strokes came quickly, her grip was perfect, exactly the right pressure, angle and speed.
She could feel just how much he was enjoying it, it flowed through their link to her, an echo of the pleasure of the handjob she was giving him... the technique was meant to share what was in one's heart with someone else, apparently it was an old, ancient and forbidden technique from before the Yamanaka were even a clan, and instead, from when they were a family just learning to delve into the mind arts.
Well, whatever it was, it could be inconvenient as fuck most of the time, but it was at these moments, when she breathed in the perfume-like scent, a fragrance that reminded her oddly of sweet strawberries and cream, at the same time as she played with a man's balls... maybe it was worth suffering through the bad times if she got to feel like this.
Her face morphed into a wide smile, desire and passion coursed through her, she wasn't even absolutely certain it was wholly hers, but it didn't even matter. It never did when they were together. What mattered was feeling it, not thinking about it! So while holding his balls with her hand and stroking his length with the other, she leaned in, nuzzling his cock, sniffing at it deeply, before sticking her tongue out to start licking his balls, to start lapping at them.
A double edged sword, she might not like the act itself, but she absolutely loved how it felt, the echo of the sensation, the echo of the pleasure she was giving him washed over her. A deep seated satisfaction, pleasuring her partner, something that tickled at a deep and primal part of her being... She was human, after all, no matter how much a ninja might think themselves a weapon, they were human in the end.
And humans really liked knowing they could satisfy their sexual partner, go figure.
Tayuya was no exception.
She licked, lapped and kissed at Inoichi's balls, closing her eyes and continuing to go crazy, pleasuring him, pleasuring herself, pleasuring the both of them at the same time, her nose and cheek rubbing along his shaft. She delighted as she made him almost tumble, feeling his muscles tense up, then while holding his cock up higher she went lower, stroking him harder at the same time as she opened her mouth big and wide and then popped one of those extra big, extra thick and extra heavy semen tanks into her mouth, sucking it in. The sensation was like a sharp needle of pleasure directly to her clit, it wasn't directly one to one, but she could relate it to getting her clit sucked onto.
And she loved it.
She loved feeling it, loved knowing she was making an incredible, powerful and skilled ninja tremble with her actions, it gave her a sensation of power that she didn't get often these days. The act might be frequently thought of as one of service, but for Tayuya, it went so much farther and deeper than that, and not even for a moment did she feel submissive, even as she passionately suckled and licked on one of Yamanaka Inoichi's testicles, slurping and swallowing her saliva, getting the faint taste of the perfume and a little bit of a hint of alcohol alongside it, even as her nose was filled with an even stronger whiff of Inoichi's impossibly pleasant smell, the more she smelled it, the more intoxicating it was.
She pulled back, let his testicle out of her mouth, and before he had a chance to rest, before even she had a chance to catch her own breath, she immediately latched onto the other one, taking it into her mouth and sucking it even more strongly, redoubling the speed she was stroking his shaft with, and changing her grip and pressure, ensuring that the sensations that she was getting from him, the echoes of every stroke, would never get repetitive or boring, that she would pleasure and satisfy him with every stroke.
She breathed in deeply through her nose and closed her eyes, it was getting harder and harder to hold back with every second that passed.
Her own crotch was a mess, the spats were already soaked through, her cameltoe plenty visible.
She was ready. He was more than ready.
She pulled back and looked up at him, breathing and panting heavily as she did, the ghosts of pleasures past still coursing through her even as she held his throbbing cock, the flow of blood through it was so intense that it was like a second heart, beating in her hand. She breathed out through her nose, and she swore her body was so heated that it came out as steam, but she shook her head and focused on the moment.
"You can't come inside today," she said, eyes narrow. "I don't wanna get pregnant," she said, "and the pill doesn't work on me 'cuz of the seal," she said, "so be careful - pull out before you finish, got it, flowerboy?"
He gulped, closing his eyes and shaking a little. "Yeah, yeah," he said, "I'll, I'll pull out, I'll make sure of it," he said.
Tayuya nodded, then, she moved perpendicular to the counter, her shoulder almost rubbing against the opaque plastic divider between the glass display case and the clerk's space, and reached behind herself.
For a moment, she fumbled with her spats, but anger overtook her, they were too tight, she had worn them to be sexy, but it might've been a mistake, and out of anger, and hurry, and desperation to get a dick inside her right that very instant, she instead reached for her crotch between her legs, grabbed a handful of spats with her hand, and ripped it off, immediately showing her overflowing pussy and spraying a sizable amount of the fluid that had gathered in the incredibly tight space.
She panted heavily.
"D-Damn," Inoichi said, whistling.
"Stop gawking and put that dick to yours to use already," she snapped back, glaring at him, "I know you know how to use it!"
Inoichi nodded, and crouching down to just about the height of Tayuya's ass as she was on all fours on the ground, he got in position before moving his apron out of the way, his pants down to his ankles by then already. He rubbed against her entrance, and Tayuya could feel the giddy excitement coursing through both of them, neither knew whose it was, but it was always there whenever they had sex.
There was something special about it, something emotional, it wasn't real, it couldn't be real, it was the product of the technique of course, a fundamental connection that wasn't love, but in some way, made them closer with each other than either was really willing to admit, an understanding on a level so intimate and fundamental that made both of them long for contact even when their libido wasn't at play.
He pressed the tip of his dick against her rosy lips and parted them, revealing her juicy pink insides, and slipping into the very dangerously fertile breeding hole. She could feel his trembling body, the excitement that coursed through it, and she could feel that he was definitely getting off at the thought that it was a dangerous day.
So was she, for that matter, or maybe it was her in the first place, who knew, who cared, not her, she only cared about the expanding sensation of pleasure as she was stuffed from behind, her arms and legs going weak as she felt the pleasure of fucking and getting fucked, as she felt the echo of Inoichi's pleasure, getting only now the impression of just how good her pussy felt to fuck.
She grit her teeth, gnashing them together, screwing her eyes shut as he went all the way to the back of her pussy, he might not be huge, but he was more than big enough to fill her up completely, and she was no moronic size queen, his cock was simply magnificent and getting twice the pleasure was making it even more amazing.
She could feel how her walls came down on his cock, she could feel how good the creases and folds of her pussy felt on a cock, she could feel this while at the same time feel the immense pleasure of having her pussy pried open, the pressure and heat, from both sides.
She heard him panting, heard his breathing rhythm break, looked back and saw his face, his cheeks, red, his eyes a little misty before he blinked repeatedly, heard his voice coming out in little gasps and moans, the mighty master ninja unable to contain it, and the bell-
The bell?
The bell!
The bell that sounded was the one at the entrance to the store, that signalled someone coming in, it actually rang well before the person on the other side was even pushing the door open, it was tied to the doorknob and would ring as soon as it was touched. That meant someone was coming in!
Tayuya was seized, her own trepidation and excitement seized by Inoichi's own ironclad control, they were sharing at a level so deep and fundamental that as soon as he clammed, so did she, her hand reaching for her mouth and covering it as he suddenly used everything in his power and mental arsenal to catch himself, presenting a mostly perfect façade, except for the beads of sweat running down his neck and the slight redness of his face.
"Yo! Mister Yamanaka, you in here?"
That voice!
Naruto!? The hell was he doing in Konoha? He was supposed to be in a diplomatic mission! He was supposed to be gone from the village! She went to meet Inoichi because he specifically wouldn't be in the village!
"Y-Yeah, Naruto, what are you doing here?" the man asked, his voice a little tense, his words perhaps a little more confrontational than normal.
"Eh? Me?" Naruto asked. "Well I'm here to buy flowers!" he said.
"Oh? Welcome then," Inoichi said, "excuse me for that, it's been a, long, hard and, difficult day," he said, disguising his gaff with a chuckle, even as Tayuya felt his cock throbbing.
He was excited! So was she! Fuck, they were both feeding into each other's excitement, and it was because they might well be discovered by Tayuya's future husband, her boyfriend, and the future Hokage of the Leaf! It was as exciting as it was terrifying!
"W-What's the flowers for, if you don't mind me asking? I can help you choose if I know what event they're for-!"
"Eh, you okay there old man?" Naruto asked, his voice sounding dubious. "I know Ino's a bit dramatic for no reason when she speaks but I've never known you to be like that," he said.
"I'm not old," Inoichi countered. "And yea- yes, I'm okay, so don't worry about it... anyway-"
Tayuya, while still covering her mouth with her face, and filled with mischievous thoughts, pushed her hips back into Inoichi's crotch. Her boyfriend, ever clueless as he was, didn't notice even as Inoichi's body tensed. Naruto was a wrecking ball kind of ninja, not really suited for anything in the world of subtlety, no cloaks and daggers for him.
She moved, slowly, moving her internal muscles more than the external ones, so slow she might be confused with the motion of the ocean seen from very far away, but she moved, she experienced the immense pleasure as Inoichi penetrated her, and knew he was feeling the same!
"It's," Naruto laughed a little, "it's for mine and Tayuya's anniversary," he said. "It's coming up and, well, I wanted to get her an arrangement like she did for me," he said, and Tayuya could imagine him scratching- no, she turned her head, there was a mirror on the wall, which she was able to spy Naruto's face, a goofy smile on it, his whiskered cheeks pink from embarrasment.
And the knowledge that, should he glance at the mirror from the right angle, he could almost certainly see Tayuya under the counter? It just made her even hornier, made her insides twist and wrap around Inoichi all the more insistently!
Inoichi nearly stumbled as she did.
"A-Alright, well, I'm a bit busy with something right now," the older man said, coughing to cover his stumble, "would you mind if I give you a list of recommendations later? I really need to finish doing inventory."
"Oh, I guess that's why there's no one here, was there a sign I didn't notice?" he asked.
"I think I forgot to put it up," Inoichi said, quickly grabbing a sign to hang from the doorknob, indicating he was currently unavailable, "would you put it up for me and return in- thirty minutes?" he asked.
Tayuya squeezed his cock with her insides.
"An hour," he said.
"Right! Uhm, just so you know, we've been talking about having kids lately and, I wanted to give her something about that? Like, uhh, Fertility and Love and that kind of stuff! Anyway, I leave it to you, Ino's dad!" Naruto shouted, taking the sign to hang outside the door, and waving, "I'll be back in an hour or so!"
Inoichi couldn't reply, he waved weakly as he felt Tayuya's insides seize him hard.
He could feel it. He could feel the overflowing emotions from her. She knew he could, they were so strong, the echo was so powerful, that it was even cascading. It was a reaction that could only happen because of Tayuya's overflowing feelings, something she never really wanted to acknowledge. She loved her future husband, no matter what else she might do, and those sensations were so overpowering that they spilled over through their bond.
Neither knew what they were really thinking about, but they separated from each other, and before Inoichi could gather his bearings, Tayuya pounced on him, knocking him to the ground and as they fell, she positioned herself so she impaled herself on his cock the moment they both hit it. She was bouncing within moments, and in her frenzied motion, she was the one to kiss him, and the thoughts blurred in their minds, transposing the image of their spouses with each other, mixing them, not knowing which way was up and down and who they were fucking and neither gave the slightest shit.
Inoichi reached his limit first but it was a meaningless distinction as the cascading orgasm hit both, multiplied itself with itself, and then in a mindblowing feedback loop caused both of them to completely lose it, as Inoichi exploded within her, his overfilled balls filling her up and then some, pumping so much thick, virile and potent babymaking juice into her womb that it exploded out of her cunt around his cock, dripping down to his crotch.
Not that it stopped her, their tongues dancing with each other, as they kissed heavily while they continued to have breeding, babymaking sex, a connection through borrowed feelings fueling their mad mating ritual.
...
Or so the story went, at any rate.
"Wait, wait, waaaaaaaait a minute here! Dad used this forbidden technique on you?!" Ino shouted. "What the hell!"
Her mother giggled.
Tayuya snorted. "What? No, your dad literally just asked me some questions, and we even had beer," she said. "It was just a formality."
"Oh... then what's the story all about?" Ino asked, tapping the part.
"It's about me sweetie, this is a bit of a retelling of how your father and I got together," her mother said.
"Well a bit fictionalized," Tayuya said. "Had to leave certain secrets out."
Naruto gave a thumbs up. "Hokage approved," he said, winking at them.
"But, but- Dad, dad used mind control techniques on you mom!?" Ino said. "I'm gonna go show him what for, after I'm done with him, he'll-"
"Sweetie, calm down!" her mother said, putting her hands on Ino's shoulders. "It wasn't him using it on me, it's the other way around! And don't give me that look," she said, putting her finger to use booping Ino's nose, "it's pretty much our entire clan's fetish! And you'll find yourself a partner who you want to share your heart with, and then you'll know why we do it!"
"To be honest that kinda sounds amazing, like, I can imagine if we could use that sort of technique freely with just anyone, we could understand each other and how everyone feels, like, we could probably end all conflict and wars if we could just, I don't know, just form a chakra connection with each other and understand each other's pain and happiness just like that," Naruto said, wistfully.
The three women in the room looked at him for a moment. Tayuya was the first to speak. "Yeah, yeah, that'd be nice and awfully convenient, but there's no way that's happening. If we could just do that, why would we ever stop doing it?" she asked.
"Yeah, yeah, it'd be kinda silly," Naruto laughed. "Well, if there is a way, I sure hope I can find it some day," he said. "Maybe studying this technique is a start?"
Ino snorted. "Sorry, can't help you there, clan secret and all."
"Then I'll figure it out on my own, believe it," Naruto swore.
"You're not on your own, dipshit," Tayuya said, smacking his shoulder. "And who knows, maybe the pervy sage had the right idea about these," she said, waving the manuscript. "I mean everyone knew he was the author and they still got sold in enemy nations!"
Naurto laughed. "Yeah, maybe uniting the world through porn is the best way after all!"
Everyone except Ino laughed. She, for her part, made a face and let out a grumbling comment, saying nothing about the fact that she owned every volume of Icha Icha, especially Tayuya's recent additions, and totally pretending she wasn't giddy about getting them autographed.
