Her hands are underneath his shirt and Naruto can feel her running her nails sharply down his back, breaking skin and drawing blood. Despite himself, he yips, startled, and he feels the teeth of her smirk pressing into the skin of his neck. The bite she places there is not delicate, it will bruise later, but probably be gone by tomorrow knowing his healing factor. Naruto wonders if she knows or cares about that as she bites him again, leaving another hickey.

The flaxen haired beauty pulls back from his neck to admire her handiwork and Naruto stares at her perky breasts; he knows they will haunt his dreams for a least the next few days. Her taut stomach is almost always on display, with her selection of tops, but somehow it seems sexier seeing how the abdomen connects to her lithe torso which connects to her pert breasts that connects to her pale neck which connects to her pretty face with her pouty lips.

She's smoking hot, and that's really the only reason he doesn't tell her to get the fuck out of his house.

She reaches over and runs her hands in his hair. Embarrassingly, he basically lets out a purr at the pleasurable sensation of her stroking his scalp. Her teeth bare out of her stretched lips like a Cheshire cat. Naruto can tell she's pleased that she can treat him like putty in her hands. It makes him feel ill, he barely as any experience at all, what is he supposed to do about all the sensations that assault him?

She is grinding into his lap, rubbing up and down on his clothed erection, pleasing him and frustrating him and the same time. She finally leans over to kiss him, and against his instincts, his hand snaps out, grabbing her shoulder and keeping the few inches between their lips. Her face twists in anger as she lets go of his hair and stops humping him.

"What gives?" She asks hotly.

"What is this, what are we doing?" Naruto questions. There is an almost unperceivable scar on her shoulder that he could feel under his finger. The temptation to rub it almost distracts him.

"How dumb can you be?" Her aquamarine eyes were burning into him with her disgust. "Intercourse, sex, fucking. We are going to fuck. Can you get that in your thick skull?"

"Why me?" It comes out as a hiss. Naruto almost feels hostile about the whole thing, no matter how sexually wound up he his.

The topless girl shrugs, her tits jiggling magnificently. "You're available." For her it's simple. For him it's tormenting.

"I like Sakura."

"And I like that actor Michi, but I'm not fucking him either, am I?" She began gyrating against him again earning herself a moan from the sitting blonde. Her smile almost seems mocking, it probably is. Naruto quickly recuperates and glares at her.

"You're a total bitch, Ino." He sneers, eyes narrowed.

The Yamanaka heir laughs. The sound seems too pure and delicate to be coming the rambunctious girl. "Damn, Naruto, you're actually a tiny bit hot when you're angry." She loops her arms around his neck. She leans forward and their noses brush against each other. "Okay, fine then. You rreeally want me to leave?"

Naruto gives her no response. He can tell this is a trap.

"Just kiss me once, and I'll be out of your hair." She punctuates this by running her hand up through the locks on the back of his head. The gyrations are still ongoing and Naruto can feel his mind slipping.

She does not smell like fake perfume; she smells like her flower shop. Kind of earthy, a bit of sweat, flowers of course. The smell feels like it is burrowing its way into his brain.

"One kiss." He croaks, before placing one hand on her back, and another on her neck, bringing their lips together. Her hips stop moving.

He is delicate because he knows little, but she lets him take his time.

His face is on fire.

When he pulls away, it is nice for him to see the flush on her chest and cheeks. It makes him feel less emasculated, less foolish. Her eyes shine brightly.

"Good?" She asks, a coquettish smile on her lips.

"I can do better." He murmurs, looking at the floor. Her fingers wrap around his chin, lifting it up, making sure he is looking in her eyes.

"Then, one more?" Her eyes twinkle, her smile is genuine, not mocking, not teasing.

He still does not understand why it is him, but he does not dwell on it.

This time she leads, and she is much, much better than he is. He plays close attention, trying to learn how she elicits such pleasurable sensations, but it is difficult with her tongue roaming in his mouth, dominating him. He whimpers unintentionally.

A strand of saliva connects their lips as she pulls away. Ino runs her thumb across her lips breaking the strand before sucking the saliva off her thumb.

"Shirt." She mumbles around her thumb.

"What?"

She laughs again, Naruto almost trembles at the sound. "Remove your shirt." She demands. For some reason his dick twitches.

Naruto removes his shirt and throws it away.

"Niiiice." Ino purrs, running the back of one of her hands down from his pecs down to his abdomen. She flipped the hand around at base of his abdomen, a few inches from the shorts that covered his pelvis, her palm feeling the built muscle underneath.

"It's nothing special." Naruto grunts, leaning back on his arms as she groped him.

"Jeez, why are you acting so humble for? Didn't know Naruto-kun was so shy." Ino teases. She ran her hand back up her abdomen and chest and then reached his face, placing her other hand on his shoulder. "Come."

Naruto concedes, wrapping both his arms around her waist and took control of the kiss this time, trying to mimic her techniques. It was sloppy, but from her moaning he could tell it was at least more pleasurable this time. Ino breaks the kiss and smiles down at her fellow blonde.

"Naruto, you're a virgin, right?"

"Look I get it, I suck at this," Naruto huffs, his hands gripping her waist roughly as a reaction, but Ino quickly shook her head.

"No, I wasn't trying to say that! It's…I'm one too." She bit her lower lip anxiously, waiting for a response.

It finally clicks like the final piece of the puzzle. So that was what this was all about. Naruto knew he should be angry, seething even, but his dick had other plans. He felt shittier about the whole situation than five seconds ago, but he was going to fuck Ino. All his posturing and excuses were irrelevant now.

"Oh." He says simply before running his arms up from her hips to her torso, stopping next to her breasts. His thumbs were splayed out so he could feel their weight pressing down on them. She hummed in satisfaction at his maneuvering.

"Are you mad?"

"Mad or not, it's too late now. I'm going to fuck you." Naruto says with a shrug, giving one of her nipples a tentative lick.

Ino giggles, either at his frank statement or his lick. Maybe both.

"Just answer me one thing, for real…why me?" Naruto brought the fingers of his right hand to the nipple of her left breast and began rolling the nub back and forth.

"Mmmhhh, I, ah…isn't it enough that I just think you are cute?" She finishes her sentence after getting used to the tanned blonde's ministrations.

"That's a lame reason." Naruto says as he began fondling the breasts, cupping them in his hands. They filled each palm completely, almost perfectly.

"Well, ah, I wasn't go-ohhh, wasn't going to fuck Shikamaru anytime soon." Ino closes her eyes, head tilted back, letting herself be pleasured.

This time it was Naruto's turn to laugh.

"Oh whatever," Naruto starts, smile still plastered on his face, "I can cry about it tomorrow if I have to…take that skirt off."

Ino let out a groan when his hands stopped working her chest, but rose off him obediently and let her skirt slip off to her ankles, stepping over them. Her panties were marked with a thick stain. He stood up and ran his thumb against her covered crotch. Ino gripped his wrist lightly and sighed contently at his strokes. His thumb pulled away with a coating of her lubrication.

"Tell me you want me, Naruto." She whispers so lowly, he almost thinks he was not meant to hear it.

"I want you Ino…I wanted you since you took off your shirt." Naruto admits, his hands once again found themselves on the contours of her hips.

She wraps her arms around his neck and leans on her tip toes so she could press against his pelvis. She stares into his eyes, her own flashing with desire.

"What do you like about me? Tell me." She demands, running the nail of her thumb against one of the hickeys she produced earlier.

"I like…I like your chest…your tits," Naruto swallows thickly, "Your tits are great, and you have a really tight ass. I like your stomach too, it's nice and toned and really hot." He ran a hand across her abdomen, the muscles flexing under his fingertips. "And, you're really, really pretty." Naruto's neck and cheeks burnt from the last comment, somehow it felt the most embarrassing.

"Oh, Kami! Take those pants off." Ino exclaims lustfully, pulling away from Naruto and removing her own panties.

For a brief moment, Sakura's smiling face flashes in his mind, but he suppresses it quickly and drops his pants.

Taking a mouthful of the ramen laid in front of him explodes his taste buds with awesome flavour. The briny pork bone broth harmonizes with the wheat noodles to perfection. The thick slices of braised pork belly, chewy in texture, adds a hefty substance to the dish. The fresh scallions on top are refreshing palate cleanser with each bite as they cut through the other umami flavours.

He expects nothing less from Ichiraku ramen.

"Are you listening to me, Naruto?" Sakura asks, annoyance seeping into her voice. This is one of the reasons she hates coming to Ichiraku…Naruto treats his food there as if it were his lover.

"Huh, waf wha dah Chaurah-shan?" Naruto sounds out around the noodles he continuously slurps down.

"Don't talk with food in your mouth, it's gross." The emerald eyed kunoichi says in disgust, giving the boy a glare. "I was saying, Tsunade-sama is really wearing me out with her training, she was trying to teach me a technique that rearranges…oh my god he's not listening to me again."

"Oh Kami, that was good." Naruto exclaims as he leans back and rubs his belly. "What was that, baa-chan got you a new pet?"

"Forget it." Sakura says icily, nibbling at some ramen noodles.

"Sakuraaaa-chan." Naruto places his hands together in a form of placation. "I'm really sorry, it's just I've been on so many missions lately and I haven't had ramen from Ichiraku's in a while."

"Sure." Sakura avoids looking at the blonde. The ramen is delicious, but not enough to go into a stupor as Naruto does.

"Why don't I buy you another bowl? Eh, Sakura-chan?" Naruto continues his pleas for forgiveness.

Sakura glares at the bowing shinobi, "I'm full Naruto! I can barely finish this bowl."

"Why don't you buy me one instead?"

The teammates turn their heads to see Ino enter, pushing the drapes over her shoulder.

"Hey, pig." Sakura greets, Naruto just stares at her blankly.

Ino saunters next to Naruto and sits next to the blonde. "Hey forehead, Naruto."

"Ino." Naruto says simply, fiddling with his chopsticks now that he has no food to put his attention on. "Uh, Ayame, one miso ramen."

"Make it two!" Ino calls out. "You're buying right? Naruto?"

"What?! No!" Naruto exclaims, turning to look at the bombshell blonde. His mistake. Ino brushes her thick bangs to the side, exposing both her beautiful aquamarine eyes. Her pink lips are curled into a smirk aimed at Naruto, and he can feel his heart beating faster.

Run. His body tells him.

Instead he turns back to Sakura, "C'mon Sakura-chan, tell me about your training with baa-chan." His teammate seemed to relent this time.

"Well, as I was saying before-"

"Ah, Naruto?" Ino calls over his shoulder and he turns back despite knowing better.

"What?" Naruto asks rudely. He's not finished turning when Ino's thumb presses against the corner of his lips, sliding across and brushing his bottom lip.

"You had a little something." Ino's gentle tone is in stark contrast to her vicious smile. Her eyes glued to his azure ones, she brought the appendage to her mouth and sucks on it. "Miso?" She asks innocently.

"What the hell, Ino?!" Sakura barks from across Naruto.

The blonde shinobi for his part looks stunned but somehow answers. "N-no, it's tonkotsu."

"Chill Sakura, I didn't have a napkin." She pulls her thumb out of her mouth with a pop. "Tonkotsu huh? Maybe I should try that next time."

The trio are interrupted by Ayame placing the ramen bowls in front of the two blondes. "Enjoy you guys!"

Blessed with a reprieve, Naruto tucks into his favourite food in the world. Ino is more delicate in her feeding. Sakura blinks rapidly trying to work out what happened, choosing instead to ignore it.

"So, Naruto," Ino begins, blowing on the ramen as she spoke, "How's the plant I gave you?"

Naruto slams a fist into his chest as he chokes mid bite on his ramen. Sakura gave him another look of disgust while Ino focused on her ramen, though the corner of her mouth twitches a few times, trying to hold back a smile.

"Wrong pipe." Naruto gave his teammate an apologetic smile.

"What plant?" Sakura asks, an iciness in her tone Naruto relates to his gross etiquette and also accidently ignoring her before. Ino has a different opinion on it.

"Just something I got him as a welcome back present." Ino replies, her tone nonchalant. "Haven't had ramen in a long time, if only it didn't have so many calories." Ino bemoaned as she took another bite and sip.

"You never told me Ino got you a plant, Naruto." There was a smile on Sakura's face, but her teeth were clenched.

"I mean, it's just a plant." Naruto mumbles into his bowl, polishing away at it.

"How rude. You don't like it?" Ino drops her coy act, somewhat offended by his remark. She legitimately took time to think about what sort of plant he might like before giving it to him. Even if it was an excuse to get into his house.

"No! It's a nice plant! It waters really well."

"Waters really well?" Ino chuckles, "What does that mean?"

"Like, I get to water it a lot."

"Alright, you guys can keep talking about plants. I'm going to go train with shishou. Good evening." Sakura says as she slams money down on the table and begins to exit the ramen establishment.

"Eh, Sakura-chan? Is this because I didn't listen to your story? Sakura-chan?" But Naruto ends up talking to the retreating back of the pink haired kunoichi. "Oh man, I really messed up somehow." Naruto sighs, disgruntled.

"Don't worry about her, Naruto, you're not busy after this are you?" Ino enters Naruto's personal space, one of her hands laying on top of his. Naruto is sure she can smell the pork he ate, and does not understand how it she is not repulsed by it. He feels sweat drip down his neck. Retreating to his ramen, he tips the bowl back and drains the remaining broth from it. Ino waits, patiently.

"Well, uh, I was planning to do some training."

"Some post meal exercise, huh?" Ino stretches languidly, Naruto could not help but notice her breasts straining against the fabric of her purple top. Ino caught him watching to his dismay, but offers no reaction other than a small smile. "You know," Ino slide a finger along Naruto's bare forearm, drawing random patterns into his skin, "There's something you can do at my place, for exercise I mean." Naruto appreciates the huskiness of her voice.

Naruto licks his dry lips, no reply coming to mind.

The blonde bombshell stands, walking toward the exit. Turning back to look at the whiskered youth. "Well, are you coming?" Her eyes glint with desire. Naruto hastily throws enough cash to cover both of their meals and tails the toned legs of the kunoichi to her place.

While he is seething internally, the only reason Naruto is not throwing a fit is because this is truly what he deserves. Placing another crate filled with potted plants onto the shelf he turns toward the sitting Yamanaka, her legs stretch across a few empty black crates, sipping on some iced tea. He cannot believe he paid for the bitch's meal too.

He was delusional to think Ino brought him to her place to well…he clears his mind and turns toward the bags of soil. This is the last thing he will do before he leaves. He plans to go to the training grounds and pound the posts to exorcise all his pent-up desires and to help forget the blonde bombshell with her perfect breasts, slim waist, tight ass, and toned legs. Yup, he would make sure he forgets all about the Yamanaka.

"Have you been thinking about me? Have you been dreaming about me?" She is chewing on her straw, her sea-blue eyes staring at him with child-like curiosity.

"What? No." Naruto scoffs, picking up a heavy bag of soil from the warehouse crate and moving it against the wall on the far side of the room, as Ino instructed him to do. He needs to pass Ino each time he moves a soil bag. She's wearing perfume this time, he even noticed it at the ramen stand too. He cannot say he cares for it, however, in the storage room of the Yamanaka Flower Shop, it mixes with the soil and flora to create a scent that is more than the sum of its parts. Guiltily, he thinks how he misses the pungency of her sweat as well.

"Really? I dreamt about you though."

Naruto tries his best to ignore as he went about completing his task. There were about thirty bags. He could easily finish if he used his Shadow Clones, but (he glances at the lounging Yamanaka; she smiles prettily at him) he decides against it.

"Naruto…you look hot, I mean like you are warm. Why don't you take off your jacket?" Ino asks from her seat.

The whiskered blonde stared at his companion. He was not hot, he did not even sweat from any of the menial labor she asked him to do. However, something about the look in her causes Naruto to reluctantly shake off his jacket and place it on the side.

"Ah, that's a nice shirt! Wouldn't want to ruin it with the soil, right?" She grins lustfully at him.

"Fucking pervert." Naruto hisses under his breath, but somehow finds himself following her command, throwing the shirt at her after he removes it. Ino squeals as it hits her face. He continues moving the soil bags, making sure not to tilt his head and accidently catch her eye each time he places a bag down. He makes quick work of the bags. Luckily, other than a few weird sounds, Ino remained quiet during his labor. "Oi, I'm done Ino…" Naruto froze when he turns to look at the Yamanaka heir.

She sat, leaning back, her legs splayed out on the side of the crates, her right hand tucked inside her shorts, vigorously moving. She pants every now and then, her eyes roaming across Naruto's body.

"What the fuck, Ino?!" Naruto tries to whisper, but it comes out far too loudly. He quickly looks around the storage room and at the exit door, as if her parents would run down there and accuse him of being a pervert for watching their daughter.

"Well, can you blame me? You show me that sexy body and I'm supposed to sit here quietly?!" Ino retorts with some heat in her words, not stopping her fingers.

"What th-, but you…Kami you're the one who told me to take off my shirt!" Naruto shouts, hands on his head at the ludicrous predicament.

"Whatever, shut up and come over here." Ino hisses, and once again, Naruto reluctantly finds himself listening to her command. Her eyes are filled with desire, desire for him and it lights his belly on fire. He swallows thickly as he steps next to her. Ino pulls her hand out of her shorts. They are glistening with her fluids. She places her wet fingers in her mouth, sucking on them and moaning. With her other hand she pulls her shorts and panties forwards. Naruto looks down and sees her pale skin covered with a tuft of blonde pubic hair. Naruto knows what to do without Ino saying a word.

Naruto places his hand inside her panties, feeling around clumsily for her entrance. Her panties are already damp with her lubrication and they start to stain the back of his knuckles. He knows he found the proper place when Ino's moans start to get out of control.

"Right there." Ino says, her fingers out of her mouth, only wet with her saliva this time. "Mhhh, your fingers feel sooo much better than mine do, Naruto." Ino lolls her head back, enjoying the pleasure the whiskered youth is giving her.

"I knew you didn't bring me here for some chores." Naruto says, pumping his fingers in and out of her snatch.

"I was just teasing, well that and I got you to do my chores too…why, were you mad?" Naruto can hear the mirth in her voice. He responds with more aggressive thrust that have the girl gasping. "Naruto…I'm close, baby, say something dirty to me."

"What?!"

"Shit, anything, Naruto, please!" The girl pleads, her eyes fixated on his, demanding he push her over the edge. Naruto quickly wracked his brain for anything he could use to get her off.

"I want, uh, you to cum Ino. You, uh, you made me pay for lunch, and uh, made me do chores, but uh," Naruto eyes dart around looking for an answer, they settle on her fingers, "It's not fair, y'know? How come only you get to taste your cum? I'm the one working hard, don't I get a treat? Cum for me Ino, I want you to cream all over my fingers, so I can taste it." His voice became husky and from the wild bucking of the girl below him, he could tell she was about to explode. He leans over his lips brushing against her ear. "Hurry up and cum, Ino, I want to fuck you after this."

Ino covers her mouth with her hands to stifle her scream and Naruto feels the contractions of her walls as they tried to milk his fingers for something they could not produce. Once her undulations finish, Naruto removes his fingers, and true to his word, tastes the tangy secretions. "Not a bad reward, after a hard day's work, huh?" Naruto smirks at his fellow blonde. Before he can tell what is going on, he finds his pants and boxers around his ankles, his erection slapping against his stomach, and then he is shoved onto his back. He groans from the impact of landing on the floor.

Ino squats on top of him, her shorts and panties removed, only her cute orange top remains. She leers down at him, one hand massaging his pectorals and the other preparing his rigid member.

"Are you crazy?" Naruto's eyes are nearly bugging out of his head.

"What?" Ino coos coquettishly, "Didn't you just say you want to fuck me?"

"I was trying to get you off! We can't do this now, your parents are upstairs for Kami's sake!" Naruto could easily throw her off, gather his clothes and escape. But, of course he does not do this.

"Well then, lover boy, make sure you don't squeal."

"Crazy bitch." Naruto mumbles, mouth dry.

She laughs and Naruto feels his chest flutter.