In a shadowed room at the far end of the Senju Manor's corridors, Ray and Kushina had fled the courtyard, unable to contain the smouldering lust that consumed them.
A single candle flickered dimly beside the futon, its faint glow tracing the outlines of two silhouettes intertwined in desperate longing. Kushina, with every shred of her will, had transformed this small space into their private haven of love.
In the darkness, the only sounds were the wet rhythm of Kushina's slick insides, the sharp slap of flesh against flesh, and their muffled moans.
'Fuck… It's worse than I thought.'
Ray lay beneath her on the futon, utterly powerless against Kushina's relentless onslaught. Their fingers entwined tenderly, intimately, as she pinned his hands to either side of the bed.
"Ahn!~ Ahn! I-I feel so hot~" she gasped, rising briefly in frustration to shed her dishevelled green top, bra, and panties—already cast aside. She wanted to be completely bare. Then she glared down at Ray, panting, and tugged at his torso to rip away that infuriating hakama.
'We're not going anywhere,' she hissed in her mind. This man wasn't leaving until they were both sated.
Lost in her own fervour, Kushina ensured they were as naked as the day they were born. She aligned his throbbing length with her dripping core and sank down with a shuddering moan.
"Y-Yes~ This is so much better."
He gripped her waist, but she wouldn't have it. She seized his hands, lacing their fingers again like lovers, and began rocking her hips with deliberate, hungry swings.
"So good, dattebane! Your cock is delicious, Ray—I love it!"
'Woman, are you hearing yourself?' He panted, a smile tugging at his lips. Her inhibitions had vanished. It was astonishing how she transformed the moment he was inside her.
Biting his lip to resist the overwhelming pleasure, Ray let her take control.
'I've used clones before, but this… this is the first time I've had sex like this…'
To fulfil both commitments—making love to Kushina and attending Tsunade's engagement announcement—Ray had resorted to a clone. But the technique was imperfect, and it came with a steep cost during intimacy.
His clones amplified his sensory perception based on their number. One clone doubled every sensation; two would triple it. They shared a single consciousness, like controlling multiple bodies simultaneously while feeling everything each body experienced. If one clone endured intense stimulation—pleasure, pain, anything—the sensation hit his mind multiplied.
Unlike Elysir's independent clones, or Albedo's, which shared one body but distinct souls, Ray's were extensions of himself. Solution's clones were the pinnacle—limitless consciousnesses without mental overload. But Ray, bound by his nature and energy limits, could only sustain one consciousness. Creating clones wasn't the problem.
The problem was the pleasure. Not just any woman could unravel him, but Kushina's tight, slick, devastating succubus core felt like it could kill him.
A succubus's body was designed to maximise pleasure, siphoning vitality from their partner with every thrust. It was intoxicating—doubled by his clone's feedback—and Kushina, bearing Albedo's traits, wielded a tyrannical weapon: a pussy crafted not for pleasure, but to milk men dry. The ecstasy was so exquisite it was lethal.
From the moment they began, Ray was at her mercy, his body trembling as if electrified by relentless waves of pleasure. Kushina noticed his vulnerability—not with concern, but with a sly, predatory smile. She seized the chance to dominate.
To fuck, not be fucked. To serve, not be served. She revelled in this weakened version of him—so different from the dream where she'd been overwhelmed, yet more intense because it was her body now.
The Red-Hot Habanero was unleashed. She ground her hips slowly atop him, bracing her arms on either side of his head. Their entwined fingers sent her spiralling. A romantic at heart, she craved this intimacy—close, slow, connected. Having a stud ruin her was thrilling, but nothing surpassed the familiar comfort of lovemaking.
And she hadn't expected slow sex with Ray to feel this divine.
Her breasts hovered tantalizingly above him. With each grind, she watched his pleasure—and his helplessness—bloom.
'He's so cute, dattebane!'
Noticing his closed eyes, she released one hand and gently lifted his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze as she ground harder.
"Look at me. Look at me while I'm fucking you~" she purred, every inch the succubus. She couldn't believe her own words, but his star-shaped, shimmering eyes were too captivating to ignore. It was a crime for him to look away.
Ray grinned at her boldness, sticking out his tongue playfully.
Her gaze softened. The darkness hid her sins; the quiet, filled only with their breaths, grunts, and moans, drove her wild. She let her red hair cascade over his face and leaned down, trailing kisses along his neck before licking his tongue, then sucking it greedily.
'Delicious… even his saliva is delicious. Everything about him is perfect, dattebane… how?' She couldn't fathom that a man like him existed. 'No wonder he has so many concubines. What woman could resist this?'
Kushina wasn't naive about harems. Ray was an emperor, a god—it was natural for him to have one. But she'd assumed most of his lovers were products of arranged marriages, offered by families currying favour. If Uzushiogakure hadn't fallen, she might have faced the same fate.
She'd thought cases like Tsunade—genuine love—were rare. But she was wrong.
She'd seen Haku, Kuroka, Azrael, Hannah… every woman she'd met was as radiant and lovestruck as Tsunade. How could so many women share a man they adored so fiercely? She didn't think she could.
If any woman had fawned over Minato the way she was fawning over Ray—and he hadn't stopped it—she'd have slaughtered them both, then herself.
Minato wasn't nobility. But even if he were a prince, she wouldn't have tolerated it.
Yet here she was.
"What's wrong, Ray-kun? You've been quiet for a while… is my pussy that good?~"
Here she was, grinding on a taken man, teasing him, kissing him, entwining their fingers like a wedded couple, savouring the intimacy, craving the moment he'd paint her insides white.
Before he could answer, she shifted from humping to a slow, circling slide that sent her to the heavens.
'I'm so wet… it's insane. His cock… it's the best. It hits every fold perfectly. I could fuck him forever, dattebane.' She panted, too shy to voice it. 'It's nothing like Minato.'
Comparing them in her mind, she flushed with shame. Her gentle, circling grind grew so serene that Ray's eyes closed again, his body relaxing. She pouted.
'You little… stop dodging my gaze, damn it. Look at me!'
Her movements turned harder, erratic, forcing his eyes open. He shot her a mildly annoyed glance.
"What? Trying to sleep? No chance. We're doing this all day~" she declared, greedily claiming his time, shattering his schedule. She had every right to have her pussy pounded by this cock for hours.
His gaze locked onto hers. Ray's hands rose, cupping her breasts.
'That's right, uhn~ Look at me. Only me. Your cock is inside me.'
In the throes of pleasure, Kushina bit her lip and came, a sharp, shuddering climax.
"A-Ahn~"
She'd lost count of how many times she'd peaked, but this one hit hard. Ray's panting grunts echoed beneath her, her walls clamping around him in frustration, yearning for the release he hadn't given.
'This bastard's so resilient. Cum for me already…'
Not giving herself a moment to recover, she resumed her slow grind, watching to see if he'd close his eyes again. He didn't. Instead, he toyed with her breasts, fondling and pinching.
Sensing his desire, she leaned forward, pressing her chest to his face. Ray smirked, nipping her left breast, then her right, before sucking eagerly.
"Yes~" she moaned. "Suck them more, they're yours—"
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"What was that?~"
Kushina clamped her mouth shut, inwardly reeling. She thought it was obvious. She wouldn't do this with just anyone. The first time might have been beyond her control, but now? She was fully aware, fully willing.
'It's obvious I'm yours, dummy…' But saying it aloud felt impossible. That's what Ray wanted.
He wanted her to declare herself his, to banish Minato from her heart. This conquest thrilled him, just as it had with Tsunade—claiming her soul, not from a rival, but from the shadow of her past love.
He hoped to do the same with Hikari, whose ex-husband still lived. To his surprise, Hikari seemed to feel no love for Hiashi from the start. The same went for Mikoto.
'Maybe their marriages were arranged… but it doesn't matter. They're all mine.'
Unconsciously, Kushina's hand traced Ray's face as she ground against him. 'He's so handsome… not like Minato. Minato was handsome, but Ray… he's undeniably a god.'
His surreal features—star-shaped eyes, intricate tattoos, that voluminous black mane with its golden sheen—made her feel like she was making love to someone extraordinary, untouchable. She grasped his hair; it was soft, fragrant.
'It smells so good.'
With every stroke, she couldn't stop comparing them. A wicked thought bubbled up: if Minato were alive…
'Would they share me? If I could have both…' She gasped, horrified. 'What are you thinking, Kushina?! You're not some slut! And Minato's gone…'
The guilt crashed harder. If Minato returned, she didn't know who she'd choose. He was her childhood sweetheart, the father of her child, the love of her life—but now? She wasn't sure she'd want him back.
"Something wrong? Why'd you stop?" Ray's voice broke through. Her sudden pause frustrated him; he'd been close.
"N-No, it's nothing."
Sensing her turmoil—likely about Minato—Ray frowned and shifted her into a squat position, no longer straddling his waist.
She bit her lip; she loved this angle. Resting her hands on his chest, she felt him up and began bouncing as he thrust upward, his balls slapping her ass with a powerful, delicious rhythm that eroded her mind.
'Oh my god, it's going deeper now, dattebane!'
Minato—her gentle, predictable husband—faded. The sight of this divine god beneath her, the suffocating ecstasy of her pussy stuffed by his perfect cock, was addictive. She almost wanted to thank Albedo for this privilege.
'It's good that you understand~' a sultry voice purred in her mind.
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'A-Albedo…?'
'What? Did you think you could have this much fun with Master and I wouldn't know?'
'You've been watching?!' Kushina panicked.
'I'm not watching like some voyeur—that's not my kink. I'm far from the village, working. But I feel everything. This is my body, remember?'
'You feel us?'
'Yes, like I'm there, fucking Master myself~ I'm impressed with your skill, but move your hips faster. This slow pace is killing me, and I can tell Master's frustrated. He wants to cum inside so badly.'
As if to confirm, Kushina glanced down through her moans. Ray thrust eagerly, as if determined to fill her womb. A rebellious smile curved her lips. Instead of speeding up, she nestled her hips firmly against him, halting their rhythm and shifting positions again, to his clear dismay.
"You little—"
"Not so fast, bad boy~ Let's savor this… make it last~", She bit her lip seductively, smirking. 'No, I want to fuck him slow and deep. Don't tell me what to do.'
'Oh my, rebellious, are we?~ Forgotten Minato already?'
'Minato would want my happiness…' She made excuses, terrified that her guilt was fading.
'He's dead anyway. If I move on—'
'As expected of a succubus, succumbing to pleasure so quickly~' Albedo teased, half-mocking.
'I haven't succumbed. But you can't expect me to think straight with this delicious cock inside me.' At least with Albedo, she could be honest—they shared the same hunger.
In their new position, Kushina stretched her legs forward, nearly to his face, locking them to tighten her grip on him. Balancing with her arms behind her, she marvelled at the result. She'd never tried this before.
'How did I—'
'You're tapping into my memories. I love this position with Master. Just wait~'
As if by instinct, Ray's tongue darted out, licking and massaging her feet.
'Oh my god…'
Her instincts took over. She rocked her hips subtly, his cock knocking against her cervix—impossibly deep.
'This is heaven, dattebane… I-I can't hold back, I'm gonna cum again…' She cursed inwardly, irritated he hadn't climaxed yet.
'Don't cum yet. Have some pride, woman! We're succubi—how can you cum so often while Master hasn't once? If it were me, my womb would be full already.'
Kushina huffed. 'B-But what can I do? He's not cumming…'
'He won't if you keep moving so slowly. You're only doing what feels good for you. You're lucky he's so loving! I'd be furious.'
'What should I do…?' Her expression softened. She adored his foot massage—it was divine—but she realised she was the one basking in pleasure. This position offered him little stimulation.
She didn't know his doubled sensitivity made even this enough.
'Enjoy this a bit longer, then switch back to straddling his waist. Lean forward, let him wrap your waist—Master will handle the rest. I'll even tell you what to say~'
'Alright.'
'One warning, Kushina. If Master cums inside, you're definitely getting pregnant. Is that what you want?~'
'…' She didn't know.
'If not, tell him to finish in your mouth.'
Kushina followed Albedo's advice. She savoured his ministrations a while longer, then returned to cowgirl. When Ray reached to hold her, she didn't resist, leaning down to kiss him obediently, her aching core screaming for release.
With burning shame, she whispered Albedo's words: "Master, please… punish my useless, slutty pussy. I've been selfish, feeling good alone, dattebane… so punish me. Ruin me."
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Embarrassment nearly killed her, but Ray's cock hardened like steel inside her. 'It worked?!'
A sharp thrust sent her mind soaring, his length breaching her womb's barrier.
"Ohhhh!!~"
'This is…?'
'His cock's in our womb—amazing!~' Albedo marvelled.
Kushina gasped silently, breathless from the intrusion. Ray smirked in bliss.
'Inside my womb… is a cock supposed to go there?' In this life, it was her first time feeling such a thing.
"You want me to punish your useless pussy?~ Say no more, Kushina!"
"W-Wait!"
From then on, Kushina learned anew what it meant to be utterly ravaged by a powerful lover—far surpassing that dream.
'More… fuck me more… I need him more!'
"Yes, this is it! Harder, slam your ass harder!" Albedo urged, reveling in their shared effort.
The slapping grew frantic, the candle's flame wavered, and the scent of lust thickened. Kushina clutched the futon for dear life, her memories, her very self, unraveling with each thrust.
Ray, his pleasure doubled, salivated but refused to yield. He craved to flood her womb. Her movements told him she wanted it too.
"I-I'm close!" he gasped, meeting her eyes. "W-Where?! Ugh!"
Kushina felt his swelling cock—a big, thick release was coming. Albedo's warning echoed: 'Pregnancy.'
Did she want this with a man she barely knew? To let a stranger's seed invade her womb, to carry a sibling for Naruto? In nine months, she could hold a new child, experience motherhood again—no Kyūbi, no tragedy, no sorrow.
Just joy. Endless days of love, lust, life… no death.
'AHN!~ I-I want… I want!'
"Inside! Give it to me inside!" she cried, her pussy tightening as another orgasm rocked her. All she needed now was his climax.
"Are you su—" Ray began, but she cut him off.
"Inside! Ahn!~ Give me your seed! Flood my womb, ahn!~ Every corner!"
The Red-Hot Habanero didn't ask—she demanded.
"Fuck!"
With doubled pleasure came a doubled load. As she wished, Ray painted her womb white, the overflow spilling free. Kushina and Albedo moaned in unison within the same mind. Rin, Hikari, and Mikoto—those peeping succubi—gasped in bliss too. Five women shared one shattering climax through a single act.
Kushina collapsed onto her man, gazing at the flickering candle, her insides burning as fiercely as its flame. She smiled, clinging to him.
'I'm so happy, dattebane!~'