The Hokage’s office was busy as usual, papers piled high on the desk while Naruko tried to focus on them. Across from her, Shikamaru stood with a stack of reports, pointing at one as he explained something important.
“So, about the trade agreements with the Land of Waves,” Shikamaru started, his tone laced with a patience worn thin. “If we don’t settle this soon, they’re going to—”
The doors creaked open, and Naruko’s head snapped up. Standing there, backlit by the fading afternoon sun, was Sasuke. Dressed in her usual dark attire with her katana strapped to her back, her eyes scanning the room before landing on Naruko.
Naruko froze for half a second before she shot out of her chair. “SASUKE!” she yelled, her voice echoing through the office.
In the blink of an eye, she was across the room, nearly knocking Sasuke over as she threw her arms around her. Papers fluttered to the ground, ignored. Sasuke’s body stiffened slightly at the sudden contact but relaxed just enough to give a small smile
“You’re back!” Naruko exclaimed, squeezing her tightly.
“Hn. I’m back,” Sasuke replied, her voice calm and low.
Shikamaru sighed loudly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Naruko, you could at least let me finish before throwing yourself at her.”
Naruko turned her head, still clinging to Sasuke. “Shikamaru, this is way more important than your boring paperwork!”
“Yeah, Hokage stuff. Super boring,” Shikamaru muttered, sarcasm dripping from every word. “Not like it’s the future of the village or anything.”
He gathered the scattered papers. “I’ll leave you two to… whatever this is.”
Naruko waved a hand dismissively without even looking at him. “Thanks, Shika! You’re the best!”
He gave Sasuke a pointed look on his way out. “She’s your problem now,” he muttered, closing the door behind him.
Naruko finally pulled back, her hands resting on Sasuke’s arms as she looked her over. “You’ve been gone forever,” she said, her voice softer now.
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. “Six months. It’s not forever.”
“It felt like forever,” Naruko insisted, crossing her arms. “Do you know how boring it is here without you? It’s all meetings, reports, and Shikamaru nagging me about logistics. I thought I was gonna lose my mind.”
Sasuke smirked faintly, stepping past her to inspect the mess of the Hokage’s desk. “Sounds like you’ve been keeping busy.”
“Busy?” Naruko groaned, flopping into her chair with dramatic flair. “I’ve been dying inside, Sasuke. No one even argues with me anymore. I miss when you used to tell me I was being stupid.”
“You are being stupid,” Sasuke quipped, pulling out the Hokage hat buried under a pile of documents and tossing it at her.
Naruko caught it clumsily, laughing. “See? This is why I missed you.”
Sasuke stepped closer, her smirk deepening as she leaned in slightly. “Miss me that much, huh?”
Naruko’s cheeks grew hot, but she didn’t miss a beat. “Maybe a little,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “But you know what would really make my day?”
Sasuke tilted her head. “What’s that?”
Naruko’s eyes narrowed playfully. “You know exactly what I mean. After all that waiting, I think I deserve a proper welcome home, don’t you?”
Sasuke’s smirk grew, and she stepped closer, leaning in so their faces were mere inches apart. “You want a kiss, Hokage?”
Naruko’s heart was racing, but she kept her expression nonchalant. “It’s not like you’re gonna turn me down, are you?”
Sasuke’s smirk grew more pronounced, and she leaned in closer, her breath hot against Naruko’s cheek. “Never say no to the Hokage’s orders,” she murmured, her eyes sparkling slightly.
Naruko’s heart skipped a beat, but she managed to keep her cool exterior. “Oh, so now you’re all obedient?” she teased, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Only for you, Hokage-sama,” Sasuke replied, her voice just as low.
With a suddenness that caught Naruko off-guard, Sasuke reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders, spinning her around in the chair and pulling her to her feet. The chair scraped against the wooden floor, the sound cutting through the silence that had settled in the room. Before Naruko could even react, she was being pushed backward, her body colliding with the soft cushions of the couch behind the desk.
Sasuke hovered over her, her grip firm but gentle, and there was a glint in her eye that was unmistakable. The air in the room grew thick with anticipation as Sasuke leaned down, closing the distance between them.
Naruko’s cheeks burned, and she swallowed hard, her heart hammering in her chest. “Come on, Sasuke, don’t make me beg,” she whispered, though the plea was clear in her voice.
Sasuke’s eyes searched hers, the smirk never leaving her lips. “But it’s so much more fun when you do,” she said, her voice a low purr.
Naruko’s eyes widened, and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks. She didn’t want to beg, but she didn’t want Sasuke to stop either. The anticipation was killing her. “Please, Sasuke,” she whispered, her voice shaky.
Sasuke’s smirk grew, and she leaned in even closer. “You know I can feel your heart racing, Hokage. Why so nervous?”
Naruko’s eyes darted away for a moment before meeting hers again. “I’m not nervous,” she lied, her voice betraying her.
Sasuke’s smirk grew more mischievous, and she leaned in closer, her breath hot against Naruko’s skin. “Liar,” she whispered, and then she was kissing her.
Naruko’s eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a small sound of surprise, her hands coming up to clutch at Sasuke’s shirt. The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as if Sasuke was testing her resolve. But as the seconds ticked by, it grew more urgent, more demanding. Sasuke’s hands slid to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, and Naruko’s own hands began to roam, fumbling at the buttons of Sasuke’s shirt.
Sasuke chuckled against her lips, breaking the kiss for a brief moment. “You really did miss me,” she murmured.
Naruko’s breath hitched in her throat. “Maybe a little too much,” she managed to say, her voice breathless. Her hands continued to fumble with the buttons of Sasuke’s shirt.
Sasuke’s smirk grew into a full-blown grin, and she pulled back slightly, her eyes dancing with amusement. “Let me help you with that,” she said, her voice a low purr she began to unbutton her own shirt. Naruko watched, her eyes wide, as Sasuke revealed the smooth, toned skin beneath the fabric. She swallowed hard, her own hands frozen in place. Sasuke’s gaze never left hers. “What’s wrong, Hokage? You’ve seen me in less before,” she taunted. “You’re the one who asked for this,” she said, raising an eyebrow.
Naruko’s eyes widened, but she didn’t pull away. “I can handle it,” she said, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart.
Sasuke’s grin grew, and she stepped closer, her hands landing on the waistband of Naruko’s pants. “Good,” she murmured, her voice a seductive whisper. “Because I’ve missed this too
Naruko’s eyes widened, but she didn’t protest as Sasuke deftly unbuttoned her pants. The sound of the zipper sliding down was almost a taunt in the quiet room. Sasuke’s hands were cool against the warmth of her skin as she slid them under the fabric, her fingertips brushing against the softness of her underwear.
“So eager, Hokage,” Sasuke murmured, her voice low and teasing as she traced light circles around the outside of Naruko’s panties.
Naruko squirmed beneath her, a whimper escaping her lips. “Sasuke, stop playing around,” she begged, her eyes still closed tightly.
Sasuke’s grin grew even more wicked. “But I’ve missed these so much,” she said. Her hands slipped under the fabric of Naruko’s shirt, finding the soft mounds of her breasts. “I’ve missed how you feel in my hands,” she murmured, her thumbs tracing circles around the hardened peaks.
Naruko’s breath hitched, her body arching into the touch. Sasuke’s thumbs grew bolder, teasing the sensitive buds of her nipples before giving them a gentle pinch. “Ahh,” she gasped, her eyes flying open to meet Sasuke’s.
Sasuke's eyes were filled with desire, her own breathing growing heavier as she watched the pink flush spread across Naruko’s cheeks. Her hands traveled lower, her fingertips sliding into the waistband of her panties. She found her clit with ease, the warmth and wetness making her smile widen.
Naruko’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a low moan as Sasuke began to rub her in slow, deliberate circles. The sensation was exquisite, and she knew she wouldn’t last long with Sasuke’s expert touch. But she didn’t want it to end just yet.
“Sasuke,” she murmured, her voice thick with need. “Don’t stop.”
Sasuke’s smirk grew into a wicked grin as she took one of Naruko’s nipples into her mouth, teasing it with her tongue as her fingers continued to work their magic. The sensation was overwhelming a pleasure that had Naruko’s body trembling. Sasuke’s other hand remained between her legs, her thumb pressing firmly against her clit while her index and middle fingers slid into her wet warmth. The dual assault was exquisite, and she felt herself building towards climax.
Her hips bucked against Sasuke’s hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “I’m—I’m going to—” she managed to get out, her voice a desperate whine.
Sasuke’s grin grew more wicked as she felt the tension in Naruko’s body tighten. She knew exactly what her lover’s body felt like when she was about to come. She increased her pace, her thumb pressing harder against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Naruko’s eyes snapped open, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as she hit her climax. Her body spasmed against Sasuke’s, her hips thrusting into the hand that had brought her such pleasure. Sasuke watched her with hooded eyes, her own arousal building up.
The waves of pleasure that crashed over her were like nothing she had ever felt before. It was like lightning tearing through her body, leaving every nerve ending singing with electricity. She could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short, desperate pants as she rode the wave of her orgasm.
Sasuke watched her closely, her own desire building up. She pulled her hand away, and Naruko let out a whimper at the sudden loss of contact. But she was too overwhelmed by the aftershocks to protest.
“Sasuke, your turn,” she panted, reaching for Sasuke’s belt.
Naruko’s cheeks were still flushed from her climax, but she met Sasuke’s gaze without hesitation. “I want to taste you but can you sit on my face for it?,” she murmured, her voice thick with desire. She scooted back on the couch, making room for Sasuke to straddle her face.
Sasuke’s eyes lit up with surprise, and she chuckled. “You really are eager, aren’t you?” she said, stepping closer to the couch. She pulled off her panties, letting them drop to the floor.
Naruko nodded, unable to form words as she felt Sasuke’s thighs straddle her face. She took a deep breath, savoring the musky scent of her lover’s arousal. Sasuke’s hand reached back, her fingers threading through Naruko’s hair as she positioned herself above her.
“Ready?” she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Sasuke’s eyes gleamed, and she nodded. “Always,” she murmured.
Naruko’s heart was racing as she felt Sasuke’s warmth settle over her face. She parted her lips, her tongue darting out to taste the sweetness she had been craving for so long. Sasuke’s muscles tightened around her as she moaned softly, the sound vibrating through her.
Her tongue swirled around the swollen bud of Sasuke’s clit, feeling it pulse under her touch. Sasuke’s hands tightened in her hair, guiding her movements, urging her on. The taste was intoxicating, a sweet and salty blend that was uniquely hers.
Sasuke’s moans grew louder, her breath coming in harsh pants. She leaned back, her hands bracing herself on the back of the couch as she rocked against Naruko’s eager mouth, she could feel the tension coiling within her, ready to snap. She sucked harder, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bundle of nerves that she knew would send Sasuke over the edge.
Sasuke’s breath grew ragged, her moans turning into cries of pleasure as she felt the orgasm build within her. Naruko’s mouth worked tirelessly, her tongue flicking and curling, Sasuke’s hips began to buck, her movements growing erratic as she chased the peak of her pleasure.
And then she was there, her body tensing, muscles coiling like a spring before she shattered. The cry that ripped from her throat was raw, and filled with the intensity of her climax. She ground herself against Naruko’s face, riding out the waves of pleasure that crashed over her, her juices flowing into the other woman’s eager mouth.
Naruko felt Sasuke’s thighs tighten around her head, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. She lapped up every drop, her tongue exploring the warm, wet folds, savoring the taste.
Sasuke slumped forward, her weight pressing down on Naruko’s shoulders. “God, I’ve missed that,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Naruko chuckled, her cheeks flushed from the exertion. “Me too,” she admitted, her voice muffled by Sasuke’s thighs. She slid her hands up to Sasuke’s hips, gently pushing her back to give herself some space to breathe.
Sasuke’s legs trembled slightly as she straightened up, a contented smile playing on her lips. She leaned down to press a soft kiss to Naruko’s forehead before sliding off the couch and walking over to the desk to grab her shirt.
Naruko sat up, watching her with a lazy smile. “So, do you want to come home with me tonight?” she asked, Sasuke raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. “Home?” she repeated, her tone playful. “And what would we do there?”
Naruko’s eyes gleamed mischievously. “Oh, I can think of a few things,” she said, her voice dripping with suggestion. She reached for Sasuke’s hand, tugging her closer.
Sasuke allowed herself to be pulled “But first, food?” she questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Naruko chuckled, her eyes glinting. “I guess we should eat. I don’t want you getting too weak to handle all the things I’ve been planning for your welcome home.”
Sasuke’s smirk grew. “Is that a promise, Hokage?”
Naruko’s eyes danced with excitement. “You bet your ass it is,” she said, standing up and straightening her own clothes.