Uzumaki Survival 009

After exchanging several more pleasantries, Oden left the giant hall promising to remove any corrupted chakra that might harm the Fuyukuma. Hanakuma, in return, gave her permission for the Uzumaki to settle down in Yukigakure, but that she'd have to discuss further with her two peers what that might look like.

Tired, and not wanting to over stay his welcome, he collected Suzuki & Nozomi, then left. Doiyo had been very thankful, and the rest of the Fuyukuma clansmen had sent them off with gifts of animal pelts, and fresh fish. 

Returning to the hidden cave a few miles out from the Hidden Snow, Oden saw that practically everyone was asleep, and felt exhaustion sweep across him like a storm. Even though his chakra was immense, and he had rested between fights, he hadn't slept once since transmigrating. The burden of leadership had weighed heavily upon him, and securing a spot in the ninja village had been a harrowing experience. 

Eyelids growing heavy, he felt a strong, squishy embrace take him by the hand. Leaning into Suzuki's embrace, he muttered a quick goodnight to Nozomi, and then practically passed out once he was laid down in a side room. Feeling his vision go black, and snuggling with a warm pillow, he fell asleep. 

The next day, he woke up, and shivered as he felt an electric tingling along his shaft. A warm, wet sensation worked its way from the base to the tip, and when he tried to sit up, a powerful hand clamped down on his waist, forcing him back down. 

Suzuki’s lips hungrily assaulted his own, her tongue searchingly probed his mouth. In response, he met tongue with tongue, as his hands sank into her bountiful breasts. At the same time, he grinded his steel-hard bulge against her clothed pussy.

She gyrated her hips and moaned lewdly into his mouth as he finger flicked a nipple, eliciting a loud moan. While Suzuki's massive tits were great, her well toned ass was just as good, and he gave her a strong squeeze. 

As our tongues twirled, her hands ran through my hair. She broke the kiss and peppered my face with kisses, then quickly transitioned down to my neck, and chest. 

It wasn't long till we were on the bed, clothes flying off as we indulged in the feel of each other's bodies. Suzuki straddled me as she stripped her shirt and breathed heavily on my face. 

Blinking his eyes, Oden held his breath as he saw a headful of long red hair near his crotch. Licking his member like it was the most delicious thing in the world, the beautiful busty girl spared a moment to grin at him, then kissed the tip several times. 

“Suzu-ki!” Oden began calmly, only to sharply exhale as she took his entire length all at once. 

She didn’t rush to respond. Resting a hand on his knees, she pushed his dick inside her mouth, so it made her cheek expand like a balloon. Suzuki tilted her head, studying him, lips curved with a private sort of satisfaction as he shivered. Popping it out of her mouth, she rubbed her face along the shaft, and rested the tip on top of her forehead, whilst she began to lap at his balls. 

“You’re tense.” She murmured between licks. 

Before he could answer, she leaned forward, sandwiching his dick between her massive breasts. The contact was intimate in a way that made his shoulders ease. Oden exhaled, and reached a hand out to ruffle her hair. 

“You always take what you want, you little trouble maker.” Oden sighed, unable to hide his smile. 

“Mnn.” Suzuki leaned into the headpat, and began to rub her breasts, lapping at the tip of his head at the same time. 

Suzuki stayed there, unhurried, letting the moment stretch. She liked this, the way his attention was entirely focused on her, the way every quiet sound he made felt earned. When she increased her speed, his eyes closed on instinct, a soft sound moan escaped his lips before he could stop it.

She smiled, pleased that her man was feeling good. 

Her hands slid upward, anchoring him in place as his hips began to buck. Seeing that he was close, she leaned forward, and kissed him on the lips.

Eyes widening open in surprise, Oden felt Suzuki’s tongue on his, and his blue eyes met her red. 

She wasn't desperate, but had kissed him intimately, without being rushed or crude. All his schemes, worries, and plots seemed to melt away as the warmth and breath of this beautiful angel took him in her embrace. 

Oden’s fingers curled into the sheets as he whispered her name, reverent and breathless all at once. Suzuki paused her hand long enough to look up at him, eyes dark with intent.

Wrapping her lips around the tip of his dick, she worked her hands along his shaft faster, and faster. His member twitched, and a white burst of cum caught her on the lips. Surprised for just a second, she forced herself down, making sure to suck out each and every drop. 

Oden's hips bucked, and he gasped, but her grip was iron, the busty Uzumaki girl would have her due!

…for the next 30 seconds, Suzuki played with his dick, flopping it around, and sucking out an inhuman amount of semen. The entire time, Oden felt like he was going to die from orgasm. 

With a groan, he leaned forward and pushed her head further down his shaft. "Gonna cum!" The tightness of her throat pushed Oden over the edge, and she picked up speed with every squelching back and forth. 

Her eyes went wide as his hot spunk pumped down her gullet. Finally, she leaned back, and swallowed one last mouthful. Licking her forearms where there was still some sticky fluid left, she grinned like a cat that had discovered an infinite milk glitch. 

“Foo, that was…that was incredible, Suzuki.” Oden said, and began to sit up for a hug, only for the taijutsu expert to roughly push him back down. 

“You don't think I'm satisfied, do you, ink for brains?” Suzuki growled with a sharklike grin. 

Eyes going wide, Oden saw that she was absolutely sopping wet. Love juices were dripping down her legs, and she flicked his tip. 

‘That's right…I'm an Uzumaki, with Uzumaki stamina! Mental exhaustion be damned!’ Oden realized as the girl who once bullied him mounted him. 

Rubbing her exposed pussy along his shaft aggressively, she took him by the hands, and then pointed it towards her entrance. 

“I love you, Oden.” 

“I love you too, Suzuki.” 

After an hour of sweaty-our entire clan is dead, must continue the bloodline-sex, Oden had collapsed in bed. 

The world felt softer afterward, like the insane fights from yesterday were nothing more than a fever dream. Suzuki lay curled against Oden’s side, her cheek resting on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing as if it were the most reliable thing in the world.

He brushed his fingers through her hair, slow and careful not to pull at any knots. Each pass of his hand was unhurried, affectionate, more about reassurance than anything else. Suzuki sighed, a small, content sound, and shifted closer.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

The dim light from the seals painted the room in warm golds and cold shadows. Outside, the sound of kids & teens talking could be heard, thankfully, he had had the presence of mind to set up a few of the Listening seals, muting the sound of their extracurricular activities. 

Oden pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, and breathed her scent in. “You okay?” He quietly asked. 

She nodded against him, then tilted her face just enough to look up. Her eyes were calm, open, unguarded in a way she rarely allowed anyone to see. “Yeah. I’m good. I’m happy.”

Something in his expression softened, hearing her words. He shifted so he could wrap both arms around her, pulling her fully into his chest. Suzuki fit there easily, as if that space had always been meant for her.

She traced idle shapes against his skin-not that she was bored-but more like, she was enjoying herself playing with him, and marveling at their shared intimacy. He responded by tightening his hold just a little, he suddenly felt much more protective, and possessive of Suzuki than ever before. If saving the Uzumaki was thanks to his inherited memories, and due to necessity, now…now he had a vested interest in making sure she-the Uzumaki-survived. 

They shared a quiet smile, this time, there was none of the typical teasing, or bravado. Just warmth, and honest, pure love.

Eventually, Suzuki yawned, the tension from yesterday finally gone from her shoulders. Oden laughed under his breath and reached for the blanket, tucking it around them both. She settled in, trusting him completely, and he rested his chin lightly against her hair.

“So, are you planning on placing the Pregnancy seal on me?” Suzuki got down to business. 

Oden blinked his eyes, and post nut clarity hit him hard. Suzuki, apparently, had been undergoing her period, there was a decent chance that in 9 months, he might very well become a father! Mouth going wide, he was thankful that she couldn't see his expression, as he was beyond disbelief. 

Then her words hit, and he slowly nodded with a dawning realization. The Pregnancy seal that she was referencing wasn't one that caused abortions, or prevented a woman from getting pregnant, no, it was one that kept a woman's belly flat, while she was pregnant. In short, the Uzumaki had wanted their kunoichi to still be effective combatants even whilst they were pregnant. There also totally wasn't any correlation between keeping their wives hot & sexy whilst they were pregnant. In practice, many kunoichi used the Transformation technique to carry out missions whilst pregnant. This wasn’t some outlandish practice unique to the Uzumaki, it just so happened that when the Uzumaki learned how to seal colossal sized tailed beasts, they used similar technology on their women. It was no wonder Mito and Kushina-two women-were the vessels of choice when not under duress. 

Oden rolled his eyes. Yep, with stamina like this, the ancient Uzumaki were total perverts. It was no wonder Uzushio had such a large clan, enough to populate an entire Hidden Village…eyes going wide, he foresaw a future where he had over a dozen children. After all, back on Earth, his own father was one of 9 children, and his grandmother was one of 14. It wasn't like he was locked into having only 1 or 2…hell, the famous musician, Bach had 20 kids, so it's not like it was impossible. 

“What are you thinking?” Suzuki headbutted his chin with the back of her head, making him see stars. 

“Heh heh, I'm going to be a father.” Oden lightly chuckled, and his possessive grip tightened even further. 

“Idiot.” Suzuki grunted, but her face turned cherry red. 

Oden maintained a grin, and patted her on the back, reluctantly letting her go. 

“However, I really need to start studying. I am vaguely familiar with that seal, but I should consult the boom first.” Oden said, and rose to get dressed. 

Grabbing a slab of smoked fish, he nibbled at it, then pulled out the advanced sealing jutsu book he had saved from his room in Uzu. Flipping through various pages, he found what he was looking for, and started studying. 

Suzuki didn't bother putting on clothes, and started doing squats nearby. Her jiggle physics were extremely distracting, and the worst part was, she didn't even seem aware! The taijutsu freak pulled out some straps that had gravity seals on them, and began to do backflips, push ups, planks, pull ups, and all sorts of workouts. 

As for Oden, he was distracted by the ‘weights.’ Just like how Rock Lee's weights were gravity seals, so were the ones Suzuki was training with. The key difference was, that Lee's were always in a state of being ‘turned on.’ Whereas Suzuki brushed a hand on her seals, and suddenly, the 1lb weights increased by hundreds of pounds. Witnessing this scene, he couldn't help but imagine if he could add gravity seals to a weapon. Imagine swinging a something sturdy, and dense-like the unbreakable Adamantine Chains-and then have them collapse with the weight of a building?! 

Breathing heavily at that thought, he found himself reading the same ‘letter’ in the Pregnancy seal a dozen times, before he grasped it. 

After spending another two hours on practice, he slowly performed the hand signs. 82 handseals in total were required for this jutsu. Of course, he could also use an ink & brush to draw it, but those were limited resources. He'd much rather use what little ink & paper he had left for contracts, or Explosive Tags. 

“Ready? You always have that creepy smirk on your face when you've discovered something.” Suzuki asked, resting her bust on his shoulders. 

Instead of growing embarrassed, he leaned back into her warmth, and looked up into her crimson eyes with a small smile.

“Yep, your boyfriend has it down.” 

“Good, then you're ready to go again.” The sweat stained, well toned, post-exercise taijutsu expert lifted him up from his seat as if he were a sack of potatoes, then roughly pushed him down. 

Eyes going wide, Oden let her take the lead. 

This Uzumaki libido really was something else! 

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AN: I'm not very good at writing NSFW, so I hope this wasn’t that bad.