(So this was the first story I worte about these 2. I hope you guys enjoy, God knows I enjoyed writing it. This chapter is rated M for a reason so don't read if your not old enough to vote yet. Lemme know what you think!!! Please don't be mean though…)

Chapter 1

She stumbled out of her office, drunk on sake as usual, in dire need of some companionship. Unfortunately, being Hokage meant she couldn't just anonymously pick some stranger up. Sighing heavily she thought "I guess there really is no rest, or satisfaction, for the wicked". At the word wicked her drunken mind dared to suggest an option she wouldn't normally have considered? She chuckled at her desperation and could be heard muttering "He'd better be as good as they say and he claims to be". With that she went as quickly as she could through the night sky.

It was a warm night, and fortunately for Tsunade, her old team mate's window was open letting the gentle breeze in. She swooped down quietly on the window sill and saw from the looks of things she wasn't the only who got drunk this night. As she looked around Jiraiya's clothes were strewn everywhere, she carefully made sure there wasn't anyone with him and stepped down from the ledge. In the moonlight she could see his flowing mane of white hair and a well muscled arm hanging off the bed. He really wasn't that bad looking she mused; he had a rock hard body still even though he was already over 50. She tiptoed quietly to the empty side of his bed, leaving her clothes mingled on the floor with his. "Here goes nothing" she thought as she steadied herself fearing she might lose her nerve. She carefully pealed back the covers and gently slid in next to him praying he wouldn't wake up.

Her eyes adjusted to the dark of his room as she really looked at him. He had a serene almost sweet expression on his face, a look not usually found in Jiraiya's arsenal. Sexy, lecherous most definitely, but sweet was a new one. Her index finger gently traced the strong line of his jaw; she smiled thinking if he was always like this maybe things between them might have been different. He groaned and rolled from his side onto his back exposing his hard pecs and rippled stomach. She felt her urge rising up again and she pulled the covers down further exposing the parts of him she had yet to examine. "Damn" she thought "I guess he wasn't just bragging" Her body involuntarily shuddered at the thought of him inside of her. She gathered all her courage and pressed her lips to his, after a moment even in his sleep, he pressed his back.

Jiraiya drifted somewhere between sleep and wake, he just figured it was chilly and this was the start to one hell of a dream. He lazily opened one eye and saw Tsunade's heaving breasts pressed against him as she trailed kisses down his torso. "Boy" he thought " I haven't had one of these Tsunade dreams in a long time." She heard him exhale pleasurably and looked up at him. He wasn't saying anything he was just watching her smiling that lecherous smile he saved especially for her. Crawling back up to him she hungrily kissed him letting her tongue explore his mouth. He brought his strong hands to her face and looked her deeply in her eyes before bringing her lips crushingly back down on his this time mingling his tongue with hers. The way he had looked at her stirred something in her heart as well as in her loins.