Naruto: reborn as an Uzumaki

Akane's fingers lingered on the soundproofing seal, her chakra pulsing softly as she activated it. Kenshin tilted his head, his voice low and teasing. "You said we'd only do this twice a month. What happened to that rule?"

Akane let her towel drop to the floor, the fabric pooling around her feet. "I did say that," she admitted, her tone casual, though her dark eyes burned with intent. "But we're going on a trip soon. Who knows when we'll get another chance to do this… freely? So, I thought we'd make the most of it. One last time before we leave."

She strode toward him, her movements slow and deliberate, her bare skin glistening faintly from the bath. Without hesitation, she tugged at the towel around Kenshin's waist, letting it fall away.

Her hands slid up his chest, her fingers tracing the defined lines of his abs before she planted herself firmly on top of him, her thighs bracketing his torso.

"Besides," she purred, leaning in close, her breath hot against his ear, "I still need to punish you for how hard you pounded me yesterday. You even made your dear nee-chan choke on your cum. How inconsiderate of you."

Kenshin smirked, his red hair slightly damp and messy, his tone dripping with mock innocence. "Your fault for not swallowing. You're always the one trying to suck me dry, physically and mentally. I was just returning the favor."

Akane's expression darkened, her black eyes locking onto his with an intensity that made his breath hitch. "You're the younger one in this relationship," she said, her voice low and commanding. "You're supposed to stay below and follow orders. I'll allow the occasional rebellion, like yesterday, but I won't let you get away with it."

Before Kenshin could respond, she leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep, forceful kiss. Her tongue coiled around his, demanding and insistent, while her hands pinned his wrists to the bed.

He tried to move, to resist, but her grip was firm, unyielding. She kissed him relentlessly, pulling back only to catch her breath before diving right back in, her lips and tongue devouring his.

When she finally pulled away, both of them were breathless, their foreheads pressed together. Kenshin's chest heaved as he tried to steady his breathing. "Akane… if we're tired after this, Mom's going to notice. And then we'll really be in trouble."

Akane smirked, her expression unreadable, and said nothing. Instead, she shifted back slightly, her hands moving in a quick, practiced motion. In an instant, two shadow clones materialized beside her, each one with the same confident smirk.

Kenshin's brows furrowed as he stared at the clones, then back at the real Akane. "Did you not hear what I just said?"

All three Akanes grinned in unison, their expressions mischievous and predatory. The real Akane moved to Kenshin's head, straddling his chest as she positioned herself above his face. The two clones moved to his cock, one kneeling at his side while the other took a position between his legs.

The real Akane leaned down, her lips brushing against Kenshin's ear as she spoke, her voice dripping with playful menace. "If you follow my orders properly, I'll stop. But for every time you fail… I'll make you cum one more time. Got it?"

Kenshin's eyes widened, but before he could protest, the clone at his side leaned in, her lips closing around the tip of his cock. She sucked hard and deep, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head, while the other clone leaned down to mouth at his balls, her lips and tongue working in tandem with her counterpart.

The sensation was overwhelming, and Kenshin's breath hitched, his hips bucking instinctively against the clone's mouth. He tried to resist, to push back against the pleasure building in his core, but it was no use.

He glanced up at the real Akane, who was watching him with a satisfied smirk before she lowered herself onto his face, her dripping wet pussy pressing against his mouth.

Kenshin didn't need to be told twice. His tongue darted out, lapping at her folds in long, deliberate strokes. Akane moaned softly, her hands gripping the headboard for support as she ground her hips against his face.

"That's it," she purred, her voice breathy and uneven. "You have to drink it all up. If you waste even a drop of my cum… you fail. And I'll make you cum again."

Kenshin didn't respond, his focus entirely on the task at hand. He pushed his tongue deeper, probing her entrance as his lips closed around her clit, sucking gently. Akane's moans grew louder, her hips moving faster against his mouth.

The two clones continued their work on his cock, alternating between sucking and licking, their movements synchronized and relentless.

The room was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and the slick, wet sounds of their bodies moving together. Kenshin's mind was a haze of pleasure, his body being pushed closer and closer to the edge. But he knew better than to let himself go—not yet.

Akane's hand tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she rode his face, her moans growing more frantic. "Close… I'm so close…" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Kenshin doubled his efforts, his tongue moving faster, his lips sucking harder. With a sharp cry, Akane came, her body trembling as she ground her hips against his face. Kenshin drank every drop, his tongue lapping up her juices as she rode out her orgasm.

When she finally pulled away, her chest heaving, she looked down at him with a satisfied grin. "Good boy," she purred, her fingers trailing down his jaw. "One down… but it's not over yet."

The two clones shifted, one moving to position herself over Kenshin's cock while the other leaned down to suck on his balls again. The real Akane leaned back, her hands resting on his chest as she watched him with a predatory gleam in her eyes.

"Let's see how many times you can last," she whispered, her voice dripping with anticipation.

Kenshin groaned, his head falling back against the pillow as the clone lowered herself onto his cock, her tight, warm walls enveloping him completely. He was in for a long afternoon.

The clone riding Kenshin's cock moved with a deliberate rhythm, her hips rolling in slow, torturous circles that made him groan. Her heat enveloped him entirely, each motion sending sparks of pleasure coursing through his body.

Meanwhile, the second clone continued to lavish attention on his balls, her tongue swirling and teasing in ways that had his thighs trembling.

He was so close. The pressure built steadily, an undeniable wave cresting within him, but he clenched his jaw, fighting against it.

Akane leaned back on her hands, watching him with a smirk that was equal parts playful and devious. "No," she said, her voice firm but laced with amusement. "You don't get to cum yet."

Kenshin let out a frustrated growl, his hand shooting up to grip the back of her head. He pulled her into a desperate kiss, their lips crashing together in a clash of hunger and dominance. His other hand slid between her legs, his fingers finding her clit with ease.

Akane gasped into his mouth, her hips jerking forward as he circled the sensitive nub. She moaned softly, breaking the kiss just enough to whisper, "Don't think you can distract me."

Kenshin didn't stop. His fingers worked her with precision, his kisses growing more insistent as he tried to shift her focus. But Akane wasn't having it. She pulled away, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps, and glared at him. "I said no," she repeated, her tone leaving no room for argument.

The clones intensified their efforts. The one on his cock began bouncing faster, her slick walls gripping him tighter with every thrust.

The other clone sucked harder, her lips creating a vacuum of sensation that had Kenshin's toes curling. He bit down on his lower lip, his entire body trembling as he fought to hold back.

"Akane… please…" he begged, his voice strained and hoarse. "I can't— I need—"

"No," she cut him off, shaking her head. Her eyes gleamed with a mix of mischief and control. "You'll wait. You'll wait until I say so."

Kenshin groaned, his head falling back against the pillow as his hands gripped the sheets tightly. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his muscles taut as he struggled to maintain his composure. The pleasure was overwhelming, each second stretching into an eternity of torment.

But Akane wasn't done. With a flick of her wrist, she dispelled the clones. Their memories and sensations flooded into her mind all at once, the rush of pleasure hitting her like a tidal wave.

Her body convulsed, her back arching as she came instantly, a loud, unrestrained moan tearing from her throat. Yet even as her legs shook with the force of her orgasm, she forced herself to move.

She crawled over to Kenshin, her movements unsteady but determined. Positioning herself above his throbbing cock, she sank down onto him with a sharp cry, her tight walls clamping around him. She wasted no time, beginning to ride him with a ferocity that left him gasping for air.

"A-Akane, I can't!" he stammered, his hands flying to her hips, trying to steady her. But she slapped them away, leaning forward to pin him down with her weight. Her nails dug into his chest as she slammed herself down again and again, her pace relentless.

"N-not yet," she panted, though her own resolve was wavering. Her orgasm still echoed through her, amplifying every sensation, making it nearly impossible to think. But she held on, refusing to give him what he so desperately wanted.

Kenshin's begging grew more frantic. "Please, Akane! I can't— I can't hold it anymore!"

She shook her head, a bead of sweat trailing down her temple. "Not yet. Not until I—" Her words were cut off by a gasp as another wave of pleasure hit her, her body shuddering. She was impossibly close, teetering on the edge once more.

And this time, she decided to let go. "Now," she breathed, her voice barely audible. "Cum inside me, Kenshin."

The moment the words left her lips, Kenshin's restraint shattered. His hips bucked upwards as he buried himself deep inside her, a guttural groan escaping his throat as he released everything he'd been holding back.

Akane cried out, her own climax hitting her at the same time. She threw her head back, her back arching as she rode out their shared release, her moans echoing through the room.

For several long moments, neither of them moved. Akane stayed seated on him, her body still trembling with aftershocks, while Kenshin lay beneath her, completely spent. Their breaths came in ragged gasps, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex.

Finally, Akane slumped forward, collapsing onto his chest. She nuzzled into the curve of his neck, her lips brushing against his skin as she whispered, "Good boy…"

Kenshin chuckled weakly, his arms wrapping around her. "You're going to kill me one day," he murmured, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "You have no idea how hard this is."

She grinned against his skin, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. "Maybe, maybe not. But you love it."

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Screw it, enjoy the R18 for tonight I'll post the rest in the morning, it needs editing and I need sleep.